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“You ready, Lou?”

“Duh.”

“Cecil? You’ve got full faith in your cabin?”

“Yep.”

“What about you, Will? Were your threats successful?”

“My bribes went wonderfully, thank you.”

“Then I think we’re a go.”

“Gods, this is going to be great.”

———

Knockknockknock.

Nico locks in on his game. He is so, so close to finally making it through this stupid quest, he can feel it, and if he doesn’t beat The Imprisoned before Percy he’s going to set the camp on fire.

Knockknockknock.

“Just — hold on a second!” He spams B, cursing loudly to himself, ignoring the twinge in his lower back from holding this position for so long. “Fuck, fuck, come on.” He clenches his teeth, knuckles white against the Wii remote, until finally — the boss falls. He cheers.

Fuck yes. Take that, Percy.

Tossing the remote on his bed, he jogs over to the door, sliding open the three bolts and unlocking the chains. On his porch is a blur of movement, hair frizzy and pulled-on, shirt rumbled.

“Oh, hey, Annabeth.”

She barely acknowledges him, focusing intently on pacing back and forth on the stone porch at the speed of light. He settles against the door frame, stretching out his spine, watching her mutter to herself.

“Chiron is leaving,” she says.

Nico raises an amused eyebrow. “I am aware.”

“With Mr. D. To some conference.”

“I heard.”

“He’s gone until early tomorrow evening.”

“Uh-huh.”

“He left me in charge.”

“Probably wise.”

“I need an allegiance, Nico.”

“Slow down and tell me what you mean, first.”

She sighs, coming to a stop in front of him. Her fingers still drum across her biceps, and her eyes dart around, evaluating. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip.

“Camp’s a lot of work,” she says finally. “I’ve never been in charge of so many people at once before, and like hell am I gonna let Chiron think I can’t handle it. I have a Plan, and you’re a part of it.”

Nico resists the urge to groan. Chiron leaving is supposed to mean he gets the next day or so off — no classes, no socializing, nothing. Just him in his cabin and the genuinely disgusting amount of junk food he has amassed.

(…And Will. Maybe.)

“It’s nothing crazy,” she promises. “I just need you to lurk.”

“…Lurk?”

“Yeah, you know. Chill in the shadows and scare people into complacency. You don’t even need to do much, just that thing where you stare at people like you know the exact day they’re going to die.”

“I do love lurking,” Nico admits. And to basically have a free pass to scare the shit out of whoever he wants… “I’ll do it.”

She smiles brightly. “Thanks, Nico! I knew I could count on you. I’ll meet up with you right after Chiron heads out, okay? To give you a list of people to keep your eye on.”

“Sure. Bye, Annabeth.”

“See ya!”

He closes the door and pads back to his setup, shaking the remote to get it going again. He can’t quite shake the smirk off his face.

The next twenty four hours are going to rock.

———

“Swiper No Swiping, initiate phase one.”

“Roger that, Sunny Dick.”

“…I’m revoking your code name priveledges.”

“No no no, I’m sorry, I’ll change it.”

———

Before Chiron leaves, he gathers them all in the amphitheatre.

“Children,” he calls, adjusting the bow slung across his back. “I am leaving now for my conference. I will be back before the sun sets tomorrow.” He gestures towards Annabeth, standing stiffly beside him. “Annabeth is in charge. Consider all my authority transferred to her before I return, am I understood?”

“Yes, Chiron,” courses the camp, some with significantly more attitude than others. Across the gathered crowd, Will catches his eye and winks. (Well, tries to. He has yet to catch on to the fact that he cannot, actually, wink, and instead just blinks really intentionally. Kayla and Austin have sworn him to secrecy.) Nico rolls his eyes, ears burning, and looks away.

“Good. Regular rules; no maiming, killing, or injuries above level seven. Any arson will result in a revoking of dessert privileges. Yes, Julia, even if you help in putting out the arson. It is the fire that is the issue, you understand. Excellent.” He claps his hands together. “I am looking forward to one day of peace. Try to avoid ruining it for me too quickly. Goodbye, children.”

With a wave and a fond squeeze of Annabeth’s shoulder, he trots over to Half-Blood Hill, ignoring Mr. D’s loud complaining about how long he took. With a snap of Mr. D’s fingers, they disappear. For a brief, uncanny moment, everything is still.

“Alright,” Annabeth shouts, clapping her hands together. Nico jumps. “Dinner is in an hour. Whoever is the first to fuck something up will be doing dishes. I will be watching. Dismissed.”

Wading through the swathes of ambling teenagers, she walks by where Nico is leaning against a pillar, half-hidden in the shadows.

“Lurk,” she orders, passing him.

Nico shoots her a mocking salute, fading into the shadow behind him. He barely catches her grin before he dissolves into the darkness.

———

“Phase two in effect. Ready to go, Sabrina Spellman?”

“Prepped to go, Teletubbies Sun Baby.”

“I hate both of you.”

———

“Halt!”

Across the common, three suspicious figures freeze, glance behind them, and then resume walking as casually as they can.

“I said halt! Do not move! Cease all function!”

Milling nervously towards each other, Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest pause, shifting the three massive cardboard boxes they hold each.

“Hi, Annabeth,” Will says, smiling innocently. Cecil and Lou Ellen match him, eyes wide, expressions angelic.

Annabeth stomps over to them, fists clenched at her sides, entirely unmoved by the cherubic display in front of her. Nico stays right where he is, hidden by the shade of Cabin Eight.

“Explain yourselves,” Annabeth orders.

The three stooges exchange a look.

“Whatever do you mean,” Lou Ellen asks, shifting the boxes to free up her hand only to place it delicately over her chest. “Why, we are only helping our dear friend William —”

“Our dear, dear friend,” Cecil adds.

“— carry these many boxes of medical supplies, so as to lower his great burden —”

“Massive burden,” Will says sagely.

“— and free up his evening in order for him to spend his limited time with us, his most cherished friends.”

“Especially cherished,” Will and Cecil chorus together.

Unable to bite back a smile, Nico rolls his eyes so hard his skull hurts. They’re not even trying to not get caught, at this point. Idiots.

Clearly agreeing, Annabeth scoffs. “Yeah, right. Boxes down, all three of you. You’re being detained for suspected illicit substances.”

“Annabeth!” Will cries, hand to his chest, “after all I do for this camp, you would accuse me of being — illicit?! Me?! The outrage! The insult! The impugn, the —”

“Can it, Solace. Open the boxes.”

Huffing in perfect unison, the three of them carefully lower their boxes to the ground.

“Tape off.”

Intentionally slowly, they run a nail along the edge of the packing tape.

“Flaps open, guys, c’mon.”

With flourish, the trio fling open the thin cardboard panels. Inside each box is rows of bandages, packaged syringes, sterile bands, tongue compresses, and more that Nico can’t name. Annabeth glares at the boxes with perhaps more disdain than the situation calls for.

Then again.

It is camp.

“See?” says Cecil, gesturing grandly. “The shipment just came in from my dad.”

Like a hound dog locking in on a bleeding squirrel, Annabeth’s eyes narrow. Her lips spread into wide, frankly maniacal smirk.

“Your dad is in a conference with the rest of the Olympians right now, Markowitz.”

Caught.

“Well,” Cecil says, and then nothing else.

“He meant it in the royal sense,” Lou Ellen pipes up in his silence. Cecil nods frantically. “You know, ‘just’ as in, like, recently, as in this morning —”

“Do you three think I’m stupid.”

“It’s just medical supplies! You can look through them if you want —”

Even if they weren’t acting like criminals, Nico knows his friends. He knows his boyfriend, especially, and recognises that damn look on his face. He can also physically see Annabeth’s stress ulcer coming back.

Closing his eyes, Nico fades into Cabin Six’s shadow. It’s a quick jump, so the stretch is easy, and the darkness bows easily to his hold. He reappears silently behind the group, taking advantage of the setting sun, and darts out to grip Lou Ellen’s arm.

“Boo,” he whispers.

She shrieks at the top of her lungs, jumping three clean feet in the air. Coincidently, the boxes of medical supplies flicker, turning into a truly baffling amount of instant mashed potato boxes.

“I knew it!” Annabeth shouts.

On cue, all three doofuses turn to Nico, jeering and complaining about ‘ruining the fun’. Nico’s glare is ineffective on Doofus #1, but the other two can be cowed. He focuses on channelling the flames of hell to reflect in his eyes like his father showed him until they look away, muttering at the ground.

“We still don’t have any illicit substances,” Will insists, glaring right back. Nico sticks out his tongue. He crosses his eyes like a four year old. How immature, honestly. “So we’re just gonna take our stuff and —”

“Absolutely not, Golden Boy. Put that hand away.”

Wisely, Will draws slowly back from the boxes, tucking his hands in his pocket.

Annabeth stares, hard, at the three of them, flicking her dark eyes from the potatoes and back. The tips of her worn-out converse tap slowly on the packed grass, tip-tap-tip-tap, as they all squirm.

Understanding dawns on her quickly.

“It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, for the strawberry plants.”

They squirm harder.

“Oh, you godsdamn bitches.”

“It would’ve been really funny,” Cecil mumbles, staring at the ground. “Rain making the ground turn into a sea of mashed potatoes. Like Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs.”

“The only meatballs around here are the ones clogging up your skull!” Annabeth shouts, which doesn’t quite make sense but sounds clever coming from her anyway. “Who was gonna clean that up, huh? Magic?”

“I mean, probably,” Lou Ellen says, promptly shutting up at Annabeth’s glare.

“And you, Will! I cannot believe! Where is that responsibility you’re known for, huh?”

Will pouts. “I can be responsible and do fun things.”

“Fun, he says. I’m going to fucking kill you, how’s that for fun. The one day I’m left in charge, I cannot believe —”

“If it helps, it’s less about you and more about April Fools being tomorrow,” Cecil interjects tentatively. “Like, we were going to do this whether or not Chiron left.”

Annabeth glares darkly. “Of fucking course you were. It’s always you three, I swear to the gods. I should have known.”

“It’s honestly kind of embarrassing for you guys,” Nico adds. He smiles smugly at them, relishing in their rolled eyes and mocking hands. “Like, everyone expected this. You did this to yourselves, honestly.”

“Boo, you jag,” Lou Ellen protests. The other two knuckleheads joint in the booing, Will taking it an extra stop forward and blowing a raspberry, both thumbs pointing down. Nico responds with a wide grin and two middle fingers.

“Enough,” Annabeth says, rubbing her temples. “Extra chores, all three of you. Go help the cleaning harpies until sundown. And not another peep of complaint or I’ll have you on chores tomorrow, too.”

Without another glance at them, she turns around and walks away, muttering at least you caught it early at least you caught it early at least you caught it early over and over to herself.

“Pretty sure you guys have physical labour to do,” Nico says brightly when she disappears into the Big House. “I’d get started on that, if I were you.”

“Butthead,” Cecil mutters.

“Kiss-ass,” Lou Ellen agrees, making a face.

“Traitor,” Will whispers, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he walks past.

Nico watches them go, standing guard over the boxes in case they try to come back for them.

He can’t help but think that they all look a little too jovial for having their plans ruined before they even started.

———

“Is he still looking?”

“No.”

“Okay, Phase Three, let’s go let’s go let’s go —”

———

Every time Nico wakes with the sun, he sets aside twenty minutes of his morning routine to curse Apollo, his father, Apollo again, Phanes, and Prometheus. In that order.

He does like the bonus of getting breakfast. Usually he sleeps through it and has to hope Will saved him coffee cake, which he does, every time, because he wants to bribe his way into Nico’s affections. But there is something to be said about camp coffee cake when it is still warm, crumbly on the top and soft on the inside. It is a rare and occasionally worth-it treat, and on his bleary walk to the dining pavilion, Nico tries to keep this in the forefront of his mind. Fresh coffee cake. Fresh coffee. Fresh fruit. And Will, probably, not that seeing him is worth getting up early or anything. (So what that he gets all excited and energetic when he sees Nico up in the morning. If anything it’s embarrassing for him.)

For once, he’s actually early enough that there are very few people already at breakfast. He sees most of the Athena kids, still half-asleep over their mugs, and pretty much every camper under the age of eleven. A few head counsellors, too, watching out for the little ones or catching up on a rare moment of quiet. Nico makes a beeline for the breakfast spread, cutting a slice of coffee cake to leave on the platter and putting the rest of it on his plate. He puts a single strawberry in the middle of it so no one can accuse him of being unhealthy, then ambles over to the Apollo table.

“Neeks? Where’re you going?”

Nico pauses. He shifts his plate to one hand, rubbing at his bleary eyes. He looks at the Apollo table. He counts one, two, three heads — Kayla, Austin, and…Cecil?

“Nico? You good, babes?”

He turns, slowly, to face the voice. Picking at a plate full of pineapple, next to Reika Onason, Lou Ellen's sister, is Will.

“I know mornings are hard for you, but you’re meant to eat at your table,” he teases. “Come sit, doofus. Unless you’re taking advantage of Chiron’s absence to make friends elsewhere, I guess, but it seems unlike you.”

“You’re — what’re you — what?“ Nico says dumbly, struggling to reconcile the imagine in front of him.

For some reason, Will is eating his breakfast at the Hecate table.

And that is not all.

For some reason, his camp shirt does not say head medic. For some reason, he is wearing black jeans. For some reason, dozens of Celestial bronze rings adorn his fingers, carved with sigils. For some reason, his hair is clipped back, and there is black eyeliner around his bright blue eyes, and his nails are painted darker than Nico’s, and he is sitting at the Hecate table.

“What are you doing?”

“Having…breakfast,” Will says slowly. His lips turn down in concern. “Nico, are you okay?”

“I’m fine! It’s — you’re the one acting weird!”

Will and Reika exchange a look.

“Maybe you should go see Cecil,” Will suggests carefully. “Did you sleep okay last night? Maybe you hit your head —”

Nico looks desperately back at the Apollo table. They watch him strangely now, too, and after a second Cecil gets up from his — Will’s — seat, and walks over.

“Everything okay?” he asks, impish expression almost serious. “You look pale, Nico.”

“I’m worried,” Will says. “He’s acting — confused, Cece, maybe there’s a —”

“I’m not confused,” Nico scowls. “You two are — doing something.” He gestures vaguely between them. “As revenge for yesterday.”

Will snorts. “What, the potatoes? Don’t let Lou hear you discredit her like that. If you think she’d plan some revenge prank on you this early, you don’t know her at all.”

Nico’s head starts to hurt. He sets down his plate, rubbing his temples. Why would Lou Ellen be so bothered by that? Why isn’t she here, with her sister? What the hell is going on?

“Both of you — cut it out. Whatever dumbass prank you’re pulling is just stupid.”

“Did I hear something about a prank?” Bounding over from the camp store, arms laden with contraband junk food, is Lou Ellen, smiling brightly. “Whatever it is, I want in!”

“Oh, thank the gods, you’re back.” Will makes grabby hands at the pile. She tosses him a pack of twizzlers off the top, rolling her eyes as he tears into like he didn’t just polish off two and a half entire pineapples and three bowls of oatmeal. “I was going through withdrawal.”

“I’m not helping you when your stomach cramps up,” Cecil promises, snorting. His eyes follow the candy ropes in their harried journey towards Will's gaping maw. “You can sit in your misery.”

“Bleh bleh bleh.”

Nico narrows his eyes at them. Clearly, they’re all in on this — bit, or whatever it is. It’s a little too coordinated to be a quickly-planned revenge prank. They must have had a backup to the potatoes, although a pretty weak one. Unless they somehow managed to bribe the entire camp into agreeing to act along with their dumbassery, and Nico knows none of them can come even close to affording that, then all it takes is one person on Nico’s side before their little ruse is broken.

“It’s too early for this,” Nico says, interrupting their bickering. He picks up his breakfast and trudges off to his actual table, ignoring Will’s pouting. He has to brush the dust off the bench, but it’s worth it to avoid whatever headache the three of them will inevitably give him.

Coffee cake, save him.

———

“It’s not looking good, Katara —”

“I actually like that one.”

“— he’s totally onto us.”

“Just stick to the plan. Power onto Phase Four.”

———

To Nico's great satisfaction, many other people do double takes as they walk into breakfast.

As the Athena table, minus Annabeth, who is likely putting out a literal or metaphorical fire somewhere, wakes up, they start to notice the strange seating situation. It starts with Malcolm, who stares at Cecil in a lab coat with the same expression Nico has seen him wear when attempting to solve the Hodge conjecture. He leans over to murmur something in his brother’s ear, and then all seven of them are looking between the Hecate, Apollo, and mostly-empty Hermes tables with suspicious frowns and furrowed brows.

Nico catches Will’s eye, smirking.

Game’s up, he mouths. Will only shrugs innocently at him.

It’s Annabeth who finally puts a stop to the nonsense, striding in at the tail end of the rest of the slowly-waking crowd. She has grass in her hair and murder in her eyes.

Excellent.

“I swear to the gods, I just dealt with you three,” she snaps, raising her voice so they all can hear her. Coincidentally, it attracts the attention of every other nosy person at camp, which is everybody. “Just ‘cause Chiron’s not here doesn’t mean the rules go out the window. Back to your tables, let’s move.”

“We’re at our tables,” Cecil protests. “Why do people keep saying that?”

Annabeth takes a very deep, very long breath. She has a whole day of this, too. How unfortunate for her.

“Maybe because you are full of shit, Markowitz. Go sit with the rest of you troublemakers.”

Kayla clears her throat. “Annabeth, I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” Her thin eyebrows are drawn tightly together, lips turned down into a frown. “Cecil is exactly where he’s supposed to be.”

That gives her pause.

That gives a lot of people pause. Nico sets down his coffee cake.

“Cecil’s at the Apollo table,” Annabeth says slowly.

Kayla meets her gaze, face creased in concern. “...Yeah, I know.”

“Cecil is a Hermes kid, Kayla.”

She snorts. “Yeah, sometimes I think so, too. But as much as I would absolutely love to trade my brother —”

“Hey!”

“He’s a healer, Annabeth. He got claimed and everything.”

“I don’t have time for this,” Annabeth says, dragging her hand down her face. “Kayla, I don’t know what they paid you —”

“Oh, for goodness’ sake.” With a clatter of plates, Will clambers on the table, clapping his hands. “Your attention please, everyone!”

Without so much as a pause, Will claps his hands together. Immediately, a ball of green light expands from them, flashing almost too bright to look at. Nico watches, slack jawed, as he tosses it into the air, making it explode into a thousand little sparkles, descending gently over everyone’s heads. The little kids laugh in delight, reaching for them like they’re bubbles.

“Does that settle things?” he demands.

Silence rings for one, two, three seconds.

The camp erupts.

Dozens of voices overlap, all shouting over each other at once. Hands gesture wildly at Will, at Cecil, at Lou — trying to piece things together. Will is their head medic — isn’t he? Then why is Cecil wearing scrubs? And why is Lou chilling at the Hermes’ table, chatting with Julia over a bowl of cereal? Something isn’t right.

“Just — everybody quiet!”

It takes a minute, but everyone settles down, sitting back in their seats and fidgeting, looking around with half-confused, half-amused smiles. Like they’re laughing at a joke they’re half convinced is real.

“Who thinks this —” Annabeth makes some vaguely indicative movement at Will, Lou, and Cecil — “is weird? Raise your hand.”

Almost all hands go up. Only a handful stay down — Will, Lou Ellen, and Cecil, of course, but the entirety of the Hermes cabin stays oddly silent, as do Kayla, Austin, Reika, and, shockingly, Clovis.

“Stoll,” Nico demands before Annabeth gets the chance, “you’re buying this?”

“Buying what?” Connor says after a moment. He shrugs, eyes twinkling in amusement. “I’m just chillin’ with my sister, Nico. Cecil is great, but he hasn’t been in our cabin since he got claimed.”

The rest of the Hermes kids nod in agreement. Whispers filter through the tables — first Kayla, now all the Hermes kids?

“If I may,” interjects Clovis, yawning. “There’s an…energy, around.”

“Gods, yeah, I was feeling it too,” Will agrees frantically. “Almost a…blanket, of some kind. Something heavy and stifling.”

Malcolm looks over with interest. “You think we got cursed, or something? The whole camp?”

Will shrugs. “Maybe? Can’t think of any other reason you guys are remembering things weird.”

“It could be a god’s interference,” Nyssa suggests, raising her voice to be heard from the Hephaestus table. “I mean, that’s what happened to Jason and Leo and Piper, right? Their memories got fudged.”

“Yeah, but camp-wide…”

“Could still be possible.”

“There’s no way! They’re fucking with us, come on —”

It doesn’t take long for the arguing to start up again. This time, though, more people looked spooked — more people look to the dumbass trio themselves, eyes wide like they’re looking at ghosts.

Like they’re believing this shit.

Nico scowls, shoving away from his table and stomping over to his boyfriend.

“You are so full of shit I can smell you from across the room,” he says, raising his voice to be heard over the noise.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.” He wiggles his fingers in Nico’s direction. They spark with the same green light. “Want me to switch your eyes and ears again?”

That sounds horrifying. “Try it and die.”

“Alright, grouchy.” He holds his hands up, stepping back from Nico’s glare. “I’ll keep my hands to myself.”

Alarm bells go off in Nico’s head. This is more than just strange, it’s wrong. And not just ‘cause he looks different — so what if he looks different. Will could shave his head bald and tattoo himself purple, Nico wouldn’t care.

But his aura.

The essence of Will, that Nico has grown so used to be stopped noticing. The quiet, warmth strength, the feeling of a soft breeze in the summer, of walking past a window in the late afternoon, of smokey August campfires and scratchy guitar, is gone. Is different, rather; almost blocked. It feels like a cloud blowing over the sun, making everything warped and off and shadowy.

Something is afoot. Something is wrong, and not just some vague, made-up spell like the Trickster Trio would have the camp believe. Something like smoke and mirrors, something shadier.

He watches Will fall into step next to Cecil, ducking away from his ruffling hand. He frowns.

If there’s one thing Nico can do, it’s wade through the shadows.

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#can anyone guess what these dumb ass mother fuckers did.#pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #nico di angelo #will solace #nico di angelo & will solace #solangelo #established solangelo #will solace & cecil markowitz & lou ellen blackstone #annabeth chase #nico di angelo & annabeth chase #my writing #fic #longpost

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harlowhockeystick · 8 hours

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Can you do Clara Bow for Nico pls :)

"you're the real thing" | poetic prompts | warnings: none

everything moved so fast. like a race car headed a hundred miles an hour, no brakes, no stops for repairs. love confessions spilled off the tongues of lovers within two weeks of dating, or knowing each other, and a month in he's already asking what kind of engagement ring she would want.

nico matched with her on tinder, and shamelessly he stalked her instagram page. watching her story highlights, and he even watched a couple tik toks she posted. he fell in love, and he fell hard. he, at least on paper, had so much in common with her. he couldn't wait to make that date. she fell just as hard, from the moment their eyes met and they exchanged a warm greeting smile she knew. she knew she was going to be in love with this man, and she didn't even know his middle name.

he said he loved her when he dropped her off on her front porch after the fourth date in two weeks. he didn't miss the way she hugged his chest tighter when the words slipped out of his mouth, and how he felt her trace the shape of a heart on his back with her delicate fingers. she said it back after giving him a kiss - their first kiss, and that's the closest he's come to his heart exploding, he thinks.

a month into dating he's sure that he wants to marry her and keep her close forever. maybe he's crazy, stupid, dumb and in love but he definitely wants to go ahead and buy a ring. he may or may not have some of his vows written in his phone, just a rough draft of course. he's told his mom about her every chance he gets, about just how crazy he is for her.

months and months go by, dates and dates, kisses and kisses, more and more milestones and polaroids taken with memories to be kept forever. he is so awestruck with how she gets along with his friends, his family. he loves teaching her about things from his world, and he loves learning about every crook and cranny of her world too.

"you're the real thing" he'd whisper in her ear, hand in hand, lips pressing a kiss to her soft hair. "you're dazzling," he would say again, right before he knelt down and ask to be with her forever. she'd say yes, and he thinks he's gonna die when it happens.

#j's writing #ttpd prompts #nico hischier #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier imagine #nico hischier blurb #nhl imagine #nhl x reader #nhl blurb #hockey imagine #hockey x reader #hockey blurb

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sionisjaune · 2 days

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I'd die for nico coming in to the merc garage and being connected to lewis radio for one race i honestly think there'd only be winners . Lewis would drive like a madman just to finish the race as quickly as possible to escape although half way through they'd probably start a domestic.

-The car is shit

-no you are shit

-oh fuck off nico,

-you're braking too late,

- do you want to drive that shitbox???

-I'd sure be better than p18 ,

- i'l give you better than p18

-There he is 🔥🥰 get in there-

*bono in the background* OH no you don't 🤬

Sorry I let this languish in my inbox Anon!

If you like this you would LOVE the race engineer!nico concept I have discussed in DMs. Nico is deeply annoying on the radio and Lewis responds to him mostly passive aggressively except for in those tight situations when it actually matters. Nico is also known to fib about the data to Lewis in order to make him drive faster... Telling Lewis there's nothing wrong with the car when its on the verge of failing, telling him other cars are closer to him then they actually are... It's toxic but it works. And when Lewis signs new contracts, the implicit clause is that Nico will always move with him...

#asks

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aroaceleovaldez · 6 months

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Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.

Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.

Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.

Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.

#pjo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #Percy shows up at CJ and squints at Nico like ''hm. why do i feel like i hate you? like i just wanna punch you in the face?''#and Nico just immediately goes ''huh no idea anyways i have to go-'' and jumps into Tartarus #but not before he gives Hazel essentially a detailed explanation of ''this is Percy i cant say much but please dont let him die <3''#and Nico's whole Tartarus trip was basically a whole ''im doing this so no one else has to''#only for Percy and Annabeth to fall in like one book later and Nico proceeds to spend the next book internally screaming about it #and then Cupid calls him out on it and the next book #Nico's just like ''at this point im hoping i keel over within the next week just so i can force this dumb crush to chill the fuck out''#Nico staring pointedly at Will: ''For my own sake i need to form another crush RIGHT NOW so i can finally get over Percy.''#''this has been so bad for my health''#Nico's crush on Percy is just too funny to me. horrible pick my guy. terrible job. love that for you. he could not be less interested.#Percy LITERALLY TRIES TO KILL NICO and ditch him in the underworld and Nico is somehow STILL like ''but i love him''#Percy basically chokes him. beats up his dad. tells him ''go get smited by your dad for me.'' and ditches him.#and Nico's opinions/crush on him DO NOT CHANGE #though also Nico's reaction to Percy beating up his dad + skeletons is SO funny. his jaw is on the floor. he's flustered about it.#he just witnessed Percy be incredibly hot and proceeded to go ''yea i'll do anything for this man. collect reinforcements of 3 gods? sure''#nico you absolute DISASTER with HORRIBLE TASTE. you can do better. raise your standards.#which tbh is funnier when you factor in sun and the star. Nico just wont stop crushing on guys who dislike him and everything he stands for

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y'know what we don't talk about enough? Hazel died. We talk about how she grew up in the 30's and 40's and we talk about how out of place she feels in the modern world, but! She died! She was dead! She has spent more time dead than alive, and not by a close margin!

How does that effect a person??? We got some of it in the flashbacks, but once those caught up with her present timeline and she shared them, they just kind of... disappeared. And she was a regular girl with some weird past experiences. That's one way of doing it, sure!

I think it would have been a lot cooler if she was just a touch creepier. If she felt a little bit Wrong. Yeah, in general she's more approachable than her brother, she's more sociable and less closed off, but. If you actually spend any time with her, it can be difficult to tell which child of the underworld is actually more unsettling.

Hazel is bright of personality and has a dazzling smile, but sometimes she'll just... shut down. She'll go completely blank for like half an hour and nobody knows what to do with it. Sometimes she forgets she's alive. Sometimes she'll spout the grimmest shit you've ever heard like it's nothing, she won't even notice it's weird until the room goes quiet. She spent decades in Asphodel, which is designed to make people forget about themselves and wander around for eternity, only she didn't have the luxury of forgetting! Wild! After she comes back to life, sometimes she forgets that she's allowed to Do Stuff now. She can spend so long sitting and staring at nothing. Sometimes she'll start crying on cloudless days because it hits her again that she can actually feel the warmth of the sun on her skin and she can hear birdsong. Every little mundane experience is a blessing and she will make you remember that in the most foreboding way possible.

#hazel levesque #hoo #mj talks #like. i am fascinated with characters who die and come back different and it JUST hit me that there was so much potential for hazel there #the idea of how death lingers was not explored At All in heroes of olympus #of course there's the obvious part in that there were what. 3 named character deaths total? 4 if you count leo #which i very much don't because it didn't stick! there were no consequences to this gigantic war!#the first series did well with that because we had plenty of named characters who died #even though some of them were introduced only to die like six chapters later. we still knew them on some level #and more importantly percy knew them. he felt their loss in a way that made consequences seem real #heroes of olympus didn't have any of that. hazel could have been a great way to talk about it a little more!#also i just love characters who have obviously gone through death. that has to change a person! tell me how it changed you!#anyway. i think i'll make hazel creepier from now on in my writing #she deserves it <3 #nico is creepy in an obvious way. he's got power over death and that clings to him like a second skin. he can't hide it #and he's learned that he doesn't have to. there is power in being othered #hazel seems lovely when you first meet her! none of the death power all of the glitter and gold and riches #and then she'll look you dead in the eye and say 'you really don't know how lucky you are to be able to breathe until you can't anymore'#and move on like it's nothing! what!#underworld siblings

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i reread that godsawful scene where hades revealed he sent that prophecy and he says to nico "you've made me proud to be your father" and now i'm thinking about it in comparison to zeus' "you've done me proud" to apollo hhhhh

the way it could have been an actual parallel if everyone had been a little bit braver

#HADES WHO LOVES NICO BUT DOESNT KNOW HOW TO LOVE NICO SO HE FUCKS UP #HADES WHO LIKE ALL GODS SEES NICO AS HIS PROPERTY AND AS HIS SOLDIER BUT THERE IS LOVE HIDDEN SOMEWHERE #HADES WHO LOVES NICO BECAUSE HE LOVED MARIA #HADES WHO FEELS GUILT AND SHAME REGARDING HOW HE TREATED NICO BUT DOESNT HAVE THE SELF AWARENESS TO REALIZE IT #HADES WHOSE GAZE SOFTENS JUST A LITTLE BIT WHEN HE LOOKS AT NICO #AND I WANT TO EMPHASIZE JUST A LITTLE BIT #HADES WHO FUCKED IT ALL UP AND NICO WHO FORGIVES EVERY TIME #***** fucked him up so bad!!!! it denies he ever was like the other gods (he was) and it made him use Nico once again while also #denying he was! the narrative pretends sending nico to tartarus is not a big deal!#it doesnt try to make a point about gods using their children even if they love them!! it justifies hades and turns it into a joke!!#fuck you! fuck you! luke didn’t die for this!#ask

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Either way this quote is about Nico di Angelo actually I just decided

#like as a general this quote fits nico so much because of just how wild and uncontrollable his love really is #the fact that traumatized and hurt and maltrioutined and barely awake as he was #as scared as he was #he still used what little strength he had to drag himself towards Percy before him and Annabeth fell into Tartarus #and just everything else he did for Percy like its no exaggeration to say that it was Nico's efforts to find a way around the prophecy #that managed to keep Percy alive through it #but hes not like that just about him if nico loves you he will die for you he will kill for you he will raise the dead to try to bring you #back for years he will command the earth to part for you #like hes so wild i love him #mad percico quote this is #> web weaving

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My favorite thing ever?

Nico has a service dog

Because after Mr. D diagnoses him with PTSD he feels kind of hopeless and overwhelmed (especially after her hears that it can’t be easily fixed with magic or anything)

So Mr D. Suggests that he get a service animal.

Nico argues that animals hate him because he ‘smells like death’. Mr. D Points out that Mrs O’Leary doesn’t hate him.

They both go talk to Hades who jumps at the excuse to win back his son by buying him more stuff.

The dog ends up being a hellhound mix (don’t ask how.)

The mix is mostly so she is a bit smaller for convenience (so she can fit in places.)

I'd assume she looks something like a Burmese mountain dog mix.

Her names Penelope (Penny) and Nico loves her.

Nico and Her spend a couple of months doing service dog training with Artemis and the hunters (dogs are one of her patron animals.)

the time he spends with them also gives him a bit of closure and helps him process what happened to his sister.

soon enough she's graduated their honorary service dog school and is fully trained.

She goes with Nico everywhere. Since she is half hellhound she can assist with shadow travel and make it easier for Nico. (To Wills relief)

She helps Nico with panic attacks and nightmares.

She grabs things for him (KitKats, sword, water, pillows.)

she can even open the fridge in the big house.

If Nico is having a really bad episode or a flashback he can’t come out of or if he’s in any physical danger, she knows to go get Will Chiron or MR D. In a heartbeat.

Again a shadow traveling dog being useful.

Will makes extra sure that everyone at camp is aware of how service animals work.

He teaches all the campers about what Penny's job is and why they’re not allowed to distract her.

On occasion when she isn't working she'll play fetch or get pets from some of the kids.

All Nicos freind's and family love her.

Like everyone wants to be a part of this dogs life, Nico has literally never been more popular.

Hazel buys her a sweater for the holidays.

Rachel helps Nico also dye part of her tail at one point (to keep her identifiable) and they give it a cool design.

Annabeth asks if she can make her a cool dog house.

Piper insists that they take her to the groomer and buys her little bandannas.

Percy helps Nico teach her how to swim.

She will also grabs medical supplies for Will sometimes.

Grover also knows how to talk to her and regularly lets her know how Nico is doing (not that she doesn't already know.)

Nico finds it easier to eat with Penelope.

It kind of forces him to eat on a schedule, since Penny has to be fed three times a day and the two of them can eat at the same time.

Nico also gives her little scraps off his plate sometimes which makes them both happy.

She gets absolutely spoiled.

At one point Nico gets worried that she might get hurt fighting a monster. Hades assured him she won’t but Leo makes her some extra cool dog armor just in case

She also has a little bag attached to her vest for carrying supplies on quests and long journeys. (list of things these bags might contain: Ambrosia, Dog treats, Water/kitkats, extra weapons, drachmas.)

Nico connects so well with this fucking dog.

Like he always struggled with people and he never really even considered being an animal person.

But he absolutely adores Penny.

He talks to her about things that worry him and just finds her presence so unbelievably comforting.

Will solace (who I think personally would become a vet sooner than a doctor) Has this dog on the best fucking diet you could imagine

you have never seen a more medically healthy dog.

And she ADORES Will

Partially because of how calmer Nico is with him, and partially because he keeps a treat jar in the infirmary now.

The best part! she cannot die (from old age at least) Immortal service dog!

Having a huge fluffy head is great for pressure therapy.

Nico (neurodivergent) likes the texture of her fur and stims by petting her or playing with her ears.

#the best girl ever #pjo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #hoo #percy jackon and the olympians #solangelo #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson fanart #nico di angelo fanart #pjo hcs #nico pjo #toa #nico service dog au

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A Year in Moments [Mini Verstappen Series]

Dad!Max Verstappen x Mother!Reader (Established Relationship)

Photo Credit: Pinterest/Tumblr

Format: Social Media

Summary: 2026 in little moments

Previous Part → Next Part Mini Verstappen Masterlist

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo Apparently I crashed date night. Sorry for being the third wheel guys.

ynverstappen Third wheel? What are you talking about?

maxverstappen1 danielricciardo You were flirting with my wife just as much as I was. ynverstappen He was flirting with me only when he wasn't flirting with you. danielricciardo Have you seem Max?? Why wouldn’t I flirt with him? ynverstappen True, he's something that needs to be cherished. danielricciardo I love that we're fighting over Max. How you feel about that mate? maxverstappen1 Pretty good! Please do continue... or you know save it for when you are next at the house.

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fan85 Wait, does this mean that Y/N knows about Maxiel? The Verstappens and Daniel?!

fan61 I thought we all made a gentlemen’s (fangirl’s) agreement not to bring up Maxiel on IG.

fan23 Does Daniel get invited out to dinner with Max and Y/N often?

fan38 There has to be more to this story!

February 10, 2026

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ynverstappen Things can get crazy when it's just us

sebastianvettel Please bring back my wife in one piece.

alex_albon Should I be concerned that my flat is going to be a mess when I get home?

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fan18 When all the F1 WAGs have dinner together!

fan67 How do you get an invite to this dinner? Asking for a friend.

fan39 Become a WAG. How else?

fan49 Is no one going to talk about the fact that all of the WAGs are having dinner together just after Mother’s Day??

May 28, 2026

ynverstappen 📍Circuit de Spa-Francorchamps

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ynverstappen Our weekend in Spa

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fan95 Nico looks just like Max

fan76 Has anyone ever met Y/N at a race?

fan45 I met her last year at Silverstone. She was super nice, even offered to take my picture with Lando who was walking with her and Nico.

fan63 I feel like Nico is just the sweetest kid.

fan56 Can confirm. Aside from Y/N, Nico just wanted to spend the day with his dad and his little brother when I saw them earlier today.

fan44 Wondering why Y/N hasn't posted any pictures of Nikita given that he was at Spa?

fan60 I don't think it's strange for Y/N not to post any pictures of Nikita given that he's only 9 months old. Y/N wasn't even sitting in the garage like she normally does on race day. It's probably too loud for his little ears.

August 2, 2026

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ynverstappen Best view in The Maldives

danielricciardo I taught this man how to thirst trap!

ynverstappen You did, I've never been more grateful!

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fan23 I love that they've become the couple that just drops thirst traps of one another

fan74 Y/N is feeding us all of the good content

fan86 Is that baby Nikita with Max in the last photo?

August 27, 2026

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ynverstappen Happy Birthday to my awesome sister-in-law. Between the lunch dates, retail therapy, and picking on the man that I love. I wouldn't be able to survive family vacations without you.

📸: sophiekumpen

lilymhe The perfect sister-in-law duo

ynverstappen You know it babe

fan67 Lily is in Y/N's comments! OMG

fan23 When Y/N's photos are giving off S and B vibes

October 21, 2026

maxverstappen1 and ynverstappen

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maxverstappen1 I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.

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georgerussell63 The actual physical embodiment of these characters

danielricciardo You've never looked better mate

landonorris Did you dye your hair? Brave man

maxverstappen1 Not hair dye, it's like spray I think?

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fan73 They already give off this energy 😍😍

fan59 Mom and Dad

fan84 She really is everything, and he worships her.

October 31, 2026

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Mini Verstappen taglist: @karmabyfernando, @barcagirly, @sachaa-ff, @iamahallucinationnn, @musingsbyshreya, @glow-ish, @nonsensical-nonsence, @fanboyluvr, @champomiel, @gothicwidowsworld, @lighttsoutlewis, @itsalwaysgay, @minkyungseokie, @mynameisangeloflife, @ursforever129, @aundercover, @bborra, @mindless-rock, @cixrosie, @barcelonaloverf1life, @taylorslovesswifties13, @konsti081, @mellowarcadefun, @smnthnclj, @brekkers-whore, @lpab, @thedecalcomania-blog, @xoscar03

#mini verstappen series #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen imagines #max verstappen imagine #mv33 x reader #mv1 imagine #mv1 x reader #mv33 imagine #mv33 x you #f1 instagram au #formula 1 imagine #formula one imagine #formula 1 x reader #f1 social media au #f1 smau

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ravisinghs-wife · 9 months

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The seven + Nico and Reyna and their red flags ✼

warnings: not proofread, swearwords, lmk if I missed anything!

a/n: okay I'm sorry I didn't post for like two months, ngl I simply forgot that this blog existed😭

notes to the fic: reader is written as gn (one mention off y/n), but pls don't read Nico's part if u identify as female! :)

masterlist

Percy

he's always barefoot during spring and summer

you'll never catch him with shoes on because he things that they are "blocking the fresh air his toes need"

at least they never get that dirty because he can't survive five minutes without jumping in the sea

when he was younger sally had to force him wear shoes to school, to the parkt et cetera and he was always so angry at her after that because he hated it with all his passion

that anger quickly faded after she baked some blue cookies

after growing up he learned that he should wear shoes to school et cetera but the second he is at camp he gets rid of them

after you dressed it he delegated that he always washed them and kept them clean so there was no wrong doing it and that it's actually healthy for your feet

Annabeth

listen, I love annabeth

but she's always mansplaining

Like u could be talking about ur close family that she only met once and she‘d say something like „actually, i had the impression that…“

It’s so annoying

she doesn't even mean it mean or something

but it also could be just a conversasiation that she isn't even involved in and she'll just randomly pop up and mansplain the topic

jason

That boy doesn’t have any basic knowledge

Like he is at camp jupiter since he’s three or something

I‘m not sure if they even knew what they where teaching him

Like that boy doesn’t know algebra

You could be talking about something in history and how deeply that event infected the way society lives now and he‘d be like „what do you mean?“

And he’s serious

Everytime Percy and Leo make fun of him for not knowing something he‘ll run to you and beg you to explain it to him

Most of the time you make a bit fun of him too because a 17 year old boy who doesn’t know what the french Revolution was is kinda funny

He knows that you‘re just joking though

hazel

I love her but she's like one of the extra careful mom's whose world break when their child hears a swear word

every time you are someone near both of ou swears she has this weird shocked and impressed look and looks around the room

you had to stop swearing around her bc she always starts blushing and looks at you in awe

they don't even have to be the "bad" swear words, it could be something like shit and she'd still be shocked

you had to learn to find alternatives like fudge or fox

she made you browse for the alternatives to swear words for around two hours at midnight and made you subscribe to the mommy blogs incase they had "more cool little alternatives"

piper

she's a die hard romance book hater

she always gives you the weird look when you read one or even only look at one at the bookstore

like she doesn't even have a plausible reason besides that they "always have the same ending and are very predictable"

I mean she's right but still

when she was 14 she had an instagram where she just talked shit about romance books because she was bored

it's not even that she doesn't like reading or books that much, she just doesn't like them because they (as already said) have the same ending and because she gor sick of the perfect romantic ending after drew talked night in and out about it

you once convinced her to read your favorite romance book and she tried her best to be nice

she actually didn't find it that bad and liked the ending but she would never admit that to you

leo

that boy either doesn't shower for one week or takes two hour showers

it's a bit better in the summer but especially in winter he never shower because he "would just get dirty later again"

you have to force him too properly shower because he would just forget it again

and when he actually showers for once he takes two hour showers

but especially in summer he's just gonna swim in the lake and call it a day because he basically "got clean already"

frank

I love frank sm but he would 7 in 1 shampoo

he doesn't get why it's bad and insists that it makes his hair shinier

you try to explain it to him once but he just doesn't understand 😪

he also tries to convince you all the time that it's so much better than owning body wach, shampoo and conditioner

nico

is a pop music hater

he always has this annoyed look on his face when you play pop music

he always makes this disappointed dad sigh and says "again?"

nico sounds so disappointed

he secretly loves it about you tho

reyna

she's like a confused mom and never gets jokes

"what do you mean by that, y/n? I never do that"

you try to explain the joke to her but give up after 10 minutes

she's grumpy for the rest of the day because you wouldn't finish explaining it to her

eventually she gives her pride up and asks you again

and after another ten stressful minutes she finally gets it

she kept arguing that what you said doesn't make sense

#x reader #dating headcanons #percy jackson x reader #fanficton #masterlist #annabeth chase x reader #hazel levesque x reader #frank zhang x reader #piper mclean x reader #jason grace x reader #nico di angelo x reader #reyna avila ramirez arellano #Reyna Ramirez Arellano x reader #Reyna ramirez x reader #percy jackson fanfiction #pjo x reader #pjo x you #red flags

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fryingpan1234567 · 10 months

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some CHB headcanons

every cabin has LEDs around the inside, but there’s a constant battle over what color they are

Percy has his rippling back and forth from teal to blue and it looks like light dancing through water all over his walls and floor

the Apollo cabin can usually settle for orange and yellow as a common ground

the Aphrodite kids have a different color for each time of day and sleep with pink on the lowest brightness setting

the Hermes cabin has like ten different strips and they’re all constantly shifting

Demeter cabin’s shifts with the seasons

ANYWAYS MOVING AWAY FROM THE LEDS

they have movie nights, which I will talk about in a different post

before everybody goes back to school, the Aphrodite and Hecate cabins have a massive salon at the end of the summer with new haircuts and magic hair dye and outfit recommendations and fake but enchanted sturdy nails and a whole bunch of other stuff and basically it’s a week straight of spilling hot tea between everyone in camp

if someone asks where a camper got their hair done when they get back to school they just go “oh, um… summer camp.” and their friends will snort and be like bro isn’t summer camp the opposite of a makeover?? but they get no argument, just a shrug and a half smile

when I tell you pride month over there is a fucking riot

because Mr. D is in on it, right?? because he’s the god of gender?? and Chiron is aroace and has been raising dumbass gay heroes for literal centuries?? PLUS the sheer fucking amount of queer peeps up in there?? dude yeah

cabins competing for who shows the most pride

Demeter’s roof is covered in rainbow flowers

Hecate’s is enchanted to emit actual light in whatever flag colors of whoever uses the front door, even when they’re straight (it’s just a rainbow)

Percy collects a bunch of shed scales from the hippocampi at the bottom of the lake and then puts them all over his cabin

I could make a whole post about CHB pride but

every single Apollo kid is also a theater kid fight me

Rachel Elizabeth Dare painted a skateboard for Percy’s birthday and he brings it everywhere now, it even sits in his backpack at school

Leo, Annabeth, Percy, and Piper fucking love horror movies. Frank, Hazel, and Jason fucking hate them. They watch through their fingers, if at all

Piper loves the band Surfaces with all her heart, but she also is a die hard Green Day and P!ATD fan

Jake Mason is covered in burn scars up to his neck, just like Deadpool, just not bald lol

Hephaestus and Apollo kids faintly radiate warmth (like more so than a normal person)

the Stolls sometimes stay at camp year-round because their mom is off on international missions that are too high-risk for them to help with

the seven are AVID Smash Bros players

really everyone but

not as many people go to the Athena campers for help with homework as you might think, but whenever anyone does, they’re happy to help

the sun chariot blasts music at a frequency only the Apollo kids can hear, so their life kind of has a shitty soundtrack that consists of a mix of Broadway, Queen, modern stuff, and random bits of Beethoven every now and then

the Romans swear on few occasions

the Greeks know when to swear and when to be polite

the Valhalla peeps swear unbridled and all the time

the Egyptians never swear (in English)

for the longest time, Will Solace thinks the only gift from his dad is his healing prowess— which is obviously great, but he expresses being upset over the fact that he’s not very good at archery

well, considering this is the dumbass who didn’t bring a weapon to actual fucking Tartarus, Nico drags him to the weapon shack thing immediately afterwards and made him pick something out

he's immediately drawn to the Celestial Bronze shotgun.

Nico’s just like “what in the redneck shit did you just pick up” and Will jokingly aims it at his chest and grins and says “you know I’m from Texas, right?”

that’s how they find out Will is one of the damn best marksmen in Greek demigod history

some of the Disney nerds in the Apollo cabin sing What Once Was Mine to the little ones who need bandaids for knee scrapes and give them lollipops afterwards

Percy Jackson absolutely used to make poverty and struggle meal jokes all the time, but he got weird and concerned looks for it at CHB, so he kind of just stopped. But one day, aboard the Argo II, the PERFECT opportunity came up and he just HAD TO and as per usual— everyone else looked at him like he’s crazy— but Leo laughed so hard chocolate milk came out of his nose and that’s the story of how the two of them became Best Friends

#anyways idk what came over me #riordanverse #percy jackson #leo valdez #jason grace #Annabeth Chase #hazel levesque #frank zhang #piper mclean #Will Solace #nico di angelo #solangelo #valgrace #Jake Mason #connor stoll

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Ok, so, I got to go to Rick’s book event in San Mateo last Friday and someone asked if Nico likes shopping at target. The answer was that, not only does Nico like going to target, he goes to the Starbucks immediately, but also that he loves going to the Lego section?? So now I’m just thinking about Will and Nico, holding hands, looking at all the different Lego sets?

I like to think Nico fell in love with the Minecraft Lego sets. And as a surprise, Will bought him one of the flower Lego sets. It goes something like this:

Nico looked skeptically down at the box, then back up at his boyfriend. Will shrugged nervously. “I know it bothers you that sometimes plants die when you touch them, but these won’t. I thought we could build it together.”

Nico’s heart melted a bit. “Dork.”

#rick riordan #the sun and the star #tsats #tsats tour #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #percy jackson #solangelo headcanon #fluff #legos

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heavenlyhischier · 6 months

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𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 | 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬

word count: 3.4k

summary: three’s a party, right?

warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT BELOW— smut, threesome, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), spitting, slight degradation maybe, drinking mentioned

note: i’ve never written something like before so like pls don’t judge me too harshly ahhaha. z is a tiny bit neglected but not by much

It was the weekend before the actual day of Halloween, and Nico’s apartment was packed to the brim of people dressed in various types of costumes. Some went all out, while others grabbed a last minute costume from spirit halloween, but one thing everyone had in common tonight? They were all absolutely hammered and having the best time of their lives.

You had gone dressed as Sidney Prescott with Jack going as Ghostface, and you would be a liar if you’d said his costume didn’t turn you on a little. When he’d slipped the mask on, all you could of was him hovering above you as you laid underneath him, completely and utterly at his mercy. The most unholy thoughts flooded your mind, and they were all you could think about as you watched him mingle with his friends.

Nearly everyone doubled over in laughter when Trevor, whose team was conveniently in town the same day, showed up to the party dressed in the same exact costume as one of his best friends. When the two of them playfully pointed at the other before embracing each other in a friendly hug, you couldn’t stop yourself from biting your lip as you let your mind wander to something that is shameful for someone who was secretly in love with their best friend. You blamed it on the alcohol, but God you couldn’t stop imagining them both.

You were talking to some of the girlfriends and lost sight of Jack a while ago, but you didn’t really mind much. He was off having fun with his teammates and that’s all that really mattered to you. The girls around you were keeping you plenty company, and you enjoyed being around them just as much, if not more, than Jack and his friends. Cat was finishing up some of her work gossip when you politely excused yourself to go to the restroom.

The half bathroom was occupied when you tried the door, so you went further down the hall to where the guest bedroom was. Ensuring that no one was fucking on the bed, you pushed your way inside and darted towards the bathroom. Breaking the seal wasn’t exactly ideal for the night, but you couldn’t hold it in any longer without risking a UTI and you’d simply rather die than do that.

You were in the middle of washing your hands when the door was pushed open and someone was stepping into the bathroom with you. You came face to face, well face to chest, with a ghostface costume, but you couldn’t tell if it was Jack or Trevor. You knew that Jack was slightly shorter than Trevor, but in the moment, you couldn’t fucking tell, or maybe a part of you didn’t care.

“Jack,” You’d still asked as you wiped your wet hands on your jeans.

He simply cocked his head to the side, taking another step towards you so that your chests were touching now. He carefully dragged his fingertips from the back of your hand and up the exposed part of your arm, sending a shudder through your body as goosebumps rose on the skin. You can faintly make out the silhouettes of their eyes through the mesh part in the mask, but it was giving you no clue as to who was behind it.

“Trevor,” You tried again, heart slamming into your ribcage as his palm hovered over the expanse of your neck.

All he did in response was take your jaw in the palm of his hand, his thumb brushing over your lips. He applied a slight pressure to them, silently telling you to open before he slid the digit into your mouth. Your eyes were wide as he gripped your jaw and held your mouth open before carefully lifting the bottom of his mask to show just his mouth.

Definitely Trevor, you thought to yourself. If Jack knew that you were in such a position with his best friend, you’re certain that he would never talk to you again and any chance you’d had with him would be out the window. A part of you felt guilty, but another part of you wanted this as much as he did, so you told yourself to give in to your desires for the night.

You let him tilt your head back and watch as he brings his lips close to yours, but he stops just before they’re touching. Your fingers twitch towards him, wanting to pull him close and close the gap between you, but you stop when you realize what he’s doing. Trevor lets his saliva slowly fall from his mouth and into your own, keeping your mouth open by squeezing your jaw.

“Don’t swallow,” He orders, letting his mask fall back down into his face as he lets go of your face, “On your knees.”

Without hesitation, you sink to your knees and peer up at him, waiting for him to make another move. Trevor rips the cheap black piece of cloth off his body, revealing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants underneath it. It also provides you with the exact confirmation you’d needed that it was him; his unbelivably attractive tattoos.

He quickly slides his pants down his legs and lets his cock spring free in front of you, your pupils dilating and your already open mouth dropping even more. He jerks his head towards you, and that’s when you take his length in your hand. You grasp the base of it, gently squeezing as you lick a strip from where your hand ends to the tip before wrapping your mouth around it. Trevor lets out a low moan, his hand cupping the back of your head as your tongue swirls around the sensitive head.

You use his saliva mixed with your own to wet his cock as you slowly took him in your mouth as much as you could until tears were pricking the corner of your eyes. Just as you’d moved your head back, you heard the guest room door opening and you were pulling away from Trevor with eyes as wide as a deer who’d been caught in the headlights.

“Hey have you seen- Oh,” Jack stutters when he sees you kneeling in front of his best friend, “What’s going on?”

Trevor says nothing, instead looking down at you through the mask that’s still covering his features, but you know he’s got a smug look on his face. Your already racing heart increases tenfold as you stare at Jack, trying to get your mouth to form a coherent sentence, but you were coming up blank. How do you tell the best friend you’ve been sleeping with that you were about to give his best friend a blowjob?

“Jack, I—,” You tried, but you snapped your mouth shut when Jack switched spots with Trevor and he stared down at you.

“It’s okay, baby. I don’t mind sharing,” He teased, tilting your chin up with his fingers so you were looking directly at him, “Now, why don’t you go take your clothes off and lay on the bed.”

Your throat dried as you attempted to wrap your head around what he was saying. He remained standing in front of you, his mask discarded somewhere that wasn’t his head as he waited for you to do what he’d asked. Jack could see the gears turning in your head, and it amused him. He’d caught you off guard with his suggestion, little did you know he’d planned it.

You slowly stood and walked out of the bathroom, taking notice that Trevor was locking the door as you started to strip yourself out of your clothes, but you were stopped by Jack grabbing your bicep.

“Are you okay with this,” He asked, his voice soft and careful, “All you have to say is no and we can walk away.”

You always melted into him when he looked at you the way he was; like you mattered. His soft blue eyes were boring into your own, calculating the way your face moved as a way to gauge what you were truly thinking. He wanted— No he needed to know you were okay with it before they continued.

“I’m okay with it,” You nodded.

Jack let go of your arm and let you finish undressing while he watched, admiring each and every inch of your body as he did. His eyes flicked towards Trevor, who had now removed his own mask, and was mirroring the same expression, minus the hint of love that Jack held in his gaze. He felt his cock strain in his pants when you were completely naked in front of them, eyes still wide and full of feigned innocence as you glanced between the two.

Jack knew you were waiting for him to tell you exactly how to lay on the bed, so he did. He’d wanted you on your back with your head slightly hanging off the bed, and that was the moment you knew exactly what was going to happen. The pool between your legs grew with anticipation as you crawled onto the bed and positioned yourself like Jack told you.

You felt someone move between your legs, their hands gripping your thighs and spreading them apart. It was only when Jack stood in front of you that you realized who was were. You felt Trevor began to kiss up the expanse of your inner thighs, and the feeling had you throwing your head back in pleasure, your mouth dropping open in a soft moan. Jack used the opportunity to grip your chin and keep it steady as he brought his dick to your mouth.

“Be a good girl and open your mouth for me,” He goaded, gently caressing your cheek.

You did as he asked, doing your best to stay still when Trevor swirled his tongue around the swollen bud between your thighs. The moan you let out vibrated against Jack’s dick, and he swore he could’ve came then and there from the sensation alone. You hollow your mouth out and flatten your tongue as Jack begins to thrust into your mouth and Trevor licks between your slit before his tongue finds your clit again.

Trevor’s fingers slide through the slickness of your center, brushing against the place his tongue just was and sending jolts of pleasure through your body. He slides his fingers into your aching pussy, and you had to force yourself to focus on the fact that Jack was in your mouth so you didn’t unintentionally hurt him. Trevor flattened his hand on your pelvis and pushed down, holding you in place while also intensifying the feeling of his fingers as they curled inside of you.

“Fuck, baby, you’re doing such a good job,” Trevor prasied from between your thighs, his words humming against you, making the coil in your stomach tighten.

Jack said something to Trevor in return, but you could barely focus on anything as fingers slowly pumped in and out of you, brushing against your g-spot with every curl of them. From the feeling of your lips wrapped around his dick and your moans and whines that vibrated against him, Jack was nearing his breaking point. His hips slowly began to stutter as he thrusted into your mouth, and it was only when he’d thrusted a little deeper and elicited a gag from the back of your throat that he was releasing himself in your mouth.

Meanwhile, Trevor was working his mouth against you as he quickened the pace of his fingers when he’d felt you wiggle your hips down closer to him. Jack watched as his friend devoured you like he hadn’t eaten in his days, and he watched as your fingers tangled in his hair while moans of ecstasy filled the guest room of his captain's apartment. He’d felt bad for anyone who walked by, but it was only a fleeting thought before your moans grew heavier and louder as you came all over Trevor’s mouth and fingers.

Your orgasm washed over you in a wave of euphoria, stars dotting your vision and mind hazy as you fell from your high. When Trevor removed his fingers from you, your walls clenched at the empty feeling, yearning for something more. Your eyes were still closed as you felt Jack’s hands lift your body up so your back was pressed against his chest, his lips attaching to your neck and fingers ghosting over your nipples.

“Thought you could sneak off and fuck my best friend like a slut and I wouldn’t know,” Jack groaned when you pressed your ass into his hard-on, “Gonna give Z the same attention you give me?”

“I don’t think she was gonna do that,” Trevor snorted, climbing onto the bed in front of you, “She thought I was you at first, anyways. It was hilarious.”

Your cheeks flushed as Trevor outed you, but you had no time to speak up before he was crashing his lips on your own. Jack had dropped his hand down to your center and was sliding his fingers through the remnants of your orgasm. A moan tumbled from your lips when he prodded at your entrance, and Trevor used that as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. You maneuvered your body so that you were sitting on Jack’s thighs, pressing against his hard length as he fingered you. As Trevor’s hand grasp at your breasts, you blindly reach out and take his cock in your hands, swirling your thumb over the head.

“Oh fuck,” Trevor groaned, briefly pulling away from your mouth as you pump him in your hand.

Jack removes his fingers from your center, and the whine you let out into Trevor’s mouth morphs into a moan when you feel him slide the tip of his length through the juices between your legs. Your grip on Trevor tightens when you feel Jack slightly push into you, both boys hissing at the feeling.

You can’t think of anything other than the way they feel, the way they sound, the way they touch you. Your mind was clouded by only Jack Hughes and Trevor Zegras, and that was okay with you. Never in a million years did you think you’d end up in the position you were in now, but you know that it was something you were never going to forget.

“Scoot back, Z,” Jack tells him, his fingers digging into the fleshy part of your hips to stop you from taking any more of him inside of you.

Trevor pulled his mouth away and carefully moved away from you, tossing you a wink as you gave him a confused look. Jack’s grip on you tightened as he lifted your hips up and pushed your body forward, your hands coming out in front of you and his cock staying in you.

You fell him press his chest against your back, his fingers carding through your hair as he huskily speaks into your ear, “You wanna be a slut, I’m gonna fuck you like one.”

“What about Trevor,” You ask, noting the way a flicker of jealousy flashes in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Trevor teased, taking your chin in between his thumb and forefinger and moving your stare away from Jack, “Hopefully your jaw isn’t too tired.”

Your jaw was tired, but you didn’t mind it when Trevor was presenting himself in front of you. The pressure on your back from the man behind you disappears, but it was replaced by a pressure in between your thighs. If it weren’t for the hold on your jaw, your head would have fallen forward as a whimper passes through your lips when Jack buried himself inside of you.

Trevor gathers your hair in his hand like a makeshift ponytail as he guides your mouth to his cock. With the force from Jack’s thrust, you unintentionally take all of Trevor in your mouth and he’s hitting the back of your throat. A mangled gag escapes you as bob your head against Trevor and Jack is slamming himself inside of you.

Jack’s hand comes in contact with your ass, a sharp, pleasurable sting coursing through your body. He’s set a rhythm that he knows you enjoy, but he’s hitting into you deeper than he ever has before. He feels you clench around him and he’s letting out a string of curse words as he stutters in his pace.

Trevors grip on your hair tightens when your teeth carefully scrape against him, and he finds himself slightly enjoying the feeling. You had pulled your head back, Trevor’s length nearly all the way out of your mouth so you can swirl your tongue around the head. The moan he lets out mixes with Jack’s, and you swear you’ve died and gone to heaven in that moment.

Jack is reaching around you to place his hand between your legs, his fingers rubbing circles in your clit as he quickens his thrusts. Tears of pure rapture fall down your cheeks as you take both of them inside of you, the feeling inside your stomach growing with each thrust and each passing movement of your head.

Trevor’s cock begins twitching in your mouth, and you knew it was only a matter of time before he was releasing his load into your mouth. You let out a quiet hum, a trick you’d learn from the many blowjobs you’ve given Jack before, and it sent Trevor toppling over the edge. His hips stutter into your mouth as the sticky liquid shoots down your throat.

Jack watches as his best friend removes himself from your mouth, a string of saliva mixed with cum falling from your mouth. A part of him is grateful that Trevor was done with you, because now you were all his. He can sense you’re close by the way your walls clench around him and your moans become breathless and needy, and he’s not far behind.

“C’mon, baby,” He prods, “Want you to cum on my cock.”

You let out a scream that you’re certain anyone within a close proximity could hear, but that was a thought that was so far out of your mind it might as well not even be there. Jack slams into you a few more times before your second orgasm is crashing into you at such a force that your arms give out from underneath you.

Jack is still ramming into you, but you feel him start to slow as his own release nears. Your walls milk Jack for everything he’s worth as you clench around him, his hips bucking into you as he fills you with his cum. Your face is pressed against the mattress as he stills inside of you, his breathy pants echoing throughout the room.

You feel him pull out of you, and that's when you open your eyes to see that Trevor had slipped out of the room unnoticed. Jack carefully lifts you off the bed and pulls you against him as the both of you attempt to catch your breath. Your mind is still foggy from what had just occurred moments prior, and your vision is still slightly blurred from the tears.

“Good job, pretty girl,” He mumbles into your ear, hand stroking your hair as he holds you, “You took us so well. Now, get dressed before someone else needs to use the room.”

Once your clothes were back on and you’d tidied the room after Jack left, you carefully slipped out of the guest room and joined the rest of the party. You found the girls, who were still in their same spot from before. They’d asked where you had gone, and your cheeks flushed as you replayed what just happened in your mind. They immediately began teasing you, begging for details, asking if it was good, asking if they were good.

You weren’t ashamed of what occurred, but you’re aware that wasn’t exactly a group setting conversation, so you just shook your head and mumbled something about kissing and telling. You hoped that no one knew, but when you glanced at Nico, the way he avoided eye contact with you told you that he’d heard. Well, at least you took the sheets off the bed.

let me know if you see any mistakes! also ik the ending kinda sucks but endings are my worst enemy

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