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First Kiss (Race 13)

A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (3.5k words, angst at first, just a little overthinking, then fluff, Fernandos a big sap, sloppy kissing, they're desperate, choking, daddy kink kinda, dry humping, unprotected sex, overstim) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {Now that they can be cute this is so easy to write}

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It'd only been a few days since Lance and Fernando had seen eachother so it made no sense for them to be as excited as they were but that didn't change anything.

Lance had persuaded his father yet again to book the same hotel as the Spaniard, not wanting to spend a moment away from him now that they were together.

They were together, right?

Lance hadn't gotten a straight answer, ahen he asked Fernando what they were he felt stupid, he really felt like a teenager as he looked up to the man and uttered the words.

Fernando said he was whatever Lance wanted him to be but he wasn't sure, did Fernando want to be with him? Was it just casual sex? Is this casual to him? Does he do this with everyone? He felt like his head was spinning as he shoved his face into the pillow of his hotel bed.

Lance was getting bored waiting to see the Spaniard again, knowing he'd been booked a later flight so he wouldn't arrive for ages (he texted Lance 10 minutes ago saying he was 15 minutes away)

His stomach was in knots as he thought about seeing Fernando again, worried things would be awkward, worried Fernando was going to say he made a wrong choice, he felt childish for worrying about things like this. He knew Fernando was more mature than the people he'd had little crushes on, nicer than all of them too, but he couldn't stop worrying that he was going to change.

He was torn away from his thoughts when he heard a knock on his door, jumping out of his bed and peeking through the peeper before opening the door to the Spaniard. He was about to pull him in when Fernando came forward, pulling the Canadian into his arms

"Missed you so much, mi vida" He whispered, squeezing Lance as the boy giggled

"I missed you too, Nando" He responded, closing the door behind them. Lance's hand found its way to the mans head, running his fingers through his overgrown hair

"How are you? Was the flight fine?" Fernando spoke, pulling away to look at him as they spoke

"I'm good, Nando, we were just texting a few hours ago" Lance smiled, still playing with the mans hair "The flight was good, wished you were there"

"Really? Am here now" Fernando hummed, hands settling on the boys hips "Why did you want me there?"

"Not for anything dirty!" Lance said, hitting Fernandos chest and pulling away with a scoff "Dirty, dirty, dirty!"

"You don't wanna go again, Lancito?" The man frowned, trailing after the boy with a whine, it was funny to see how Fernando acted away from the cameras

"I'm jet lagged" Lance lied, turning away from Fernando to hide the smile on his face

"I could help" Fernando whispered, kissing the boys jaw between his words, earing giggles from the ticklish rookie

"Later" He answered, turning to face the Spaniard who looked fairly pleased with the answer

"I can live with that" He smiled, placing his hands on Lance's cheeks as he brought him closer for a kiss, the Canadian happy to give him what he wanted this time. "You look lovely" He felt the Spaniard whisper against his lips, breaking out into giggles, flustered at the sweetness.

They got to the paddock together, walking and talking before they parted ways to get ready for quali, both of their teammates quick to notice what was going on

"So," Nico started, looking at Lance from his side of the garage "Anything exciting happen last week?"

"Uhm" Lance thought, lifting himself up onto the counter behind him "Not that I can think of"

Nico scoffed, shaking his head as he listened to Lance, mr "i'm not gay"

Fernando was pissed, he'd just gotten pole then his team informed him he was given a 2 second time penalty for some bullshit ass reason. Those two fucking seconds bringing him from p1 to p15.

His irritation subsided when he heard a cheery Canadian coming his way, calling his name in a sing-song tone

"Nandooo"

"Hola, Lancito" He hummed a response, turning around to face Lance as he pulled out the chair next to him

"So, on pole again, feel good to be back?"

"Not anymore" He responded, seeing the confused look on Lance's face "Me and Michael got a time penalty for each part so I'm p15"

"What?" He scoffed, Lance confused at the decision "What'd you do wrong?" He asked, the man just shrugging, Lance felt bad especially considering how he'd just walked in talking about Fernando being p1

"Is alright, am winning the championship still" Fernando added, feeling bad at the sight of the sad boy, glad when his face lit up, knowing Fernando was right.

The race started and Lance was off to a good start, passing De La Rosa once again and getting closer to Button ahead of him, it seemed to be going well until turn 6 when his rear wheels locked up, sending him spinning into the barriers in a matter of seconds, all he could do was groan.

"Are you okay, Lance?" Brad asked, Lance feeling like he'd heard that constantly all season

"Yep, I'm fine, sorry." He responded, getting out of the car just in time to see his boyfriend drive past

He was in his drivers room, laying on his stomach since him and Nico both retired at this point of the race.

He was about to fall asleep when he heard a knock on his drivers room door, sitting up to see who it was "Huh?"

"Lancito, can I come in?" His eyes lit up, Fernando being greeted by a very enthusiastic looking Lance

"Is the race over? That was quick."

"Did not finish, they put my wheel on wrong." Fernando laughed as he stepped in, Lance closing the door to meet the man on the couch

"Isn't this your first retirement in a while?"

"23 races, yeah." He hummed as he sat down, leaning his head on the wall behind him, race suit unzipped half way down to his waist

"I'm sorry, Nando, are you okay?" Lance frowned, leaning his head on the Spaniards shoulder

"Mhm, I do not mind" He nodded, turning to look at Lance as his arm snaked around his waist, pulling the Canadian against him, planting gentle kisses on the side of Lance's face

"You sure? If you were upset I was gonna offer my help.." He whispered, head settling in the crook of the older mans neck to conceal the giggles from the feeling of the mans facial hair brushing against his cheek, leaving soft kisses near the tattoo on his neck.

"Did I say I don't mind? I mean..." He dragged out his words, resituating himself as he pulled Lance onto his lap "I'm so upset, Lancito," Fernando frowned, making eyecontact with the Canadian "It's so sad, I really wanted to do well"

"Oh, my poor Nando," Lance cooed, lips curving up as he leaned forward to plant a kiss on the mans forehead, hands settled on his shoulders

"Can you make me feel better, Lancito?" He questioned, looking up at the boy on his lap, pleading eyes admiring the sight of him from above

"Since you're so hurt I guess it's the least I could do" He spoke quietly, well aware of how thin the walls around them were. After he got quiet Fernando was quick to connect their lips, done with waiting for him, it was already enough torture to keep his hands off of Lance all day that now that he could he wasn't planning on holding back.

He started slow again, gentle, not wanting to make the boy overwhlemed but as soon as he could he brushed his tongue on the boys lip, grinning slightly as his lips parted, taking it as a chance to slip his tongue in, refusing to wait before exploring his mouth.

Lance whined quietly, hands gripping tighter onto Fernandos shoulders as he took breaths between each kiss, not wanting to stop the man but he hadn't exactly gotten the hang of kissing yet.

As the kisses got sloppier the two got more desperate, Lance whining quietly as he rocked himself back and forth on the stronger mans lap, adoring the different feeling of this kiss, he liked how it felt to have Fernando somewhat manhandle him.

He was no longer being careful, no longer treating Lance as if he was glass that could shatter at any moment, he was rougher. His hands were gripping him tighter, guiding his hips as he finally pulled back, Lance whining at the loss of the Spaniards lips on his.

"Shh, be patient mi vida" Fernando whispered, turning to lean back further, liking Lance on top.

"Nando, please" He begged, seeing how quick Lance was to get desperate caused Fernandos dick to twitch, Lance grinding down as a response.

The Spaniard groaned, the feeling of Lance pressing down on him made him feel like he was on cloud nine, he knew if he kept moving how he was the boy could easily make him finish untouched. Fernando was truly in awe at how much of a natural Lance was, how quick he was to catch onto things and get good.

"Fernando" Lance muttered, leaning down to rest his head between Fernandos neck and shoulder again

"Si, Lancito?" Fernando spoke "What do you want, mi sol?"

"You, Nando" He breathed, the shorter mans eyes closing at the feeling of Lances lips brushing against his lips "Please, need you so bad" He spoke quietly, part of him scared of being caught but the other eager to know what would happej if he was.

"Okay, baby" Fernando nodded, propping himself up on his elbows as he moved the boy to sit up, wanting to look at him "Move like you were before, Lancito, can you do that for me?" He asked, the Canadian nodding eagerly as he did what the man asked, supporting himself with his two hands on his boyfriends chest as he rocked his hips, eyebrows furrowing at the friction, he'd never considered himself to be horny before but as soon as he found out how it felt to have Fernando in him it was all he wanted.

As Fernando started to guide the boy Lance couldn't stop the noises he made as a response, embarrassed at how loud he'd become at barely anything.

Fernando bit his lip, one hand leaving the boys side to wrap around his neck, pulling him down by it as if he was picking a kitten up by his scruff as he connected their lips again, Lance breathlessly whimpering into Fernandos lips as he began to move faster, deeper, body needing more.

"Fuck, Lancito" Fernando breathed, hand tightening around Lance's neck, pleasently surprised at just how receptive he was to it. "Sound so pretty, mi vida, who's making you feel this good, Lancito?"

He whined, eyes lidded as he struggled to continue, legs beginning to ache as he rocked back and forth "You, papi" Lance couldn't help himself as the name slipped out, Fernando absolutely adoring it.

The man loved knowing he was the only person to ever make Lance feel this way, the only one to ever have Lance on him like this

"Nando, please, please, need you in me" His grinding slowed down, practically stopping as he panted, the grip on his neck loosening, Fernando not wanting to stop the boy from catching his breath. It was endearing, how quick he got out of breath considering he was a literal athlete.

Fernando leaned to kiss the boys jaw, leaving wet kisses and bite marks on his skin as he pulled his race suit down more, wasting no time before pulling the waistband of his underwear down as well, just enough for the cold air of the room to hit his cock

"Lancito, need you to get up if you need me so bad" Fernando couldn't help but laugh at how quick Lance was to listen, being off the mans lap in seconds. "Take it off for me, baby, need your suit off"

The Canadian listened again, finding his way back onto him after he finished

"So good for me, Lancito, always so good for me, baby" He praised, fingers brushing over the tattoo on the boys torso, the two drivers' cocks pressed together as he waited for Lance to get situatied "Tell me when you're ready, mi sol, we need to be quick." He leaned back again, half lidded eyes watching as the pale boy moved on top of him

"I'm ready, please, need you."

"Put it in, Lancito." He instructed, hands moving down from his bare hips to Lance's thighs "Do you think you can do that for me, princesa?"

The boy nodded, quick to lift himself up and line the Spaniards cock up to his hole "Do I.." He began to ask, unsure if he was doing anything right on his own.

"Just sit, baby, you're doing great" Fernando reassured him, hands moving up and down his thighs as he felt his tip be pushed inside, the two of them breathing shakily at the now familiar feeling.

Lance shut his eyes tight as he felt himself sinking down, hands gripping onto Fernandos shoulders as he took him in fully, the Spaniard unable to tear his eyes away from the sight, seeing how Lance's eyebrows furrowed at the feeling and lips parted slightly as he panted drove Fernando crazy.

"Fuck, Lancito." He groaned, hand wandering to Lance's neck again as he leaned forward to finally kiss him, not noticing how he'd absentmindedly began moving the boy on his lap "Taking me so well. You're so billiant, mi vida"

The boy whimpered, not satisfied with the slow pace Fernando had set so he took matters into his own hands, bouncing himself on the Spaniards cock.

"God" Fernando groaned quietly, grabbing onto Lance harder as he let the boy set his own pace.

The taller boy leaned forward, bringing Fernandos hand back up to his neck, missing the pressure.

"What do you want, Lancito?" He asked, hovering his hand over the rookiee throat "Use your words, princesa."

"Choke me, please papi." He whined, his movements getting sloppier as his legs began to give out, struggling to keep a steady pace.

Fernando obliged, not going to deny Lance of something he asked so nicely for. He tightened his grip on his throat as he sat up slightly, leaving the two drivers chest to chest, their position familiar.

"Doing so good, Lancito, such a good boy for me" He cooed, praising Lance as he connected their lips again, adoring just how desperate he'd become after not having Fernando for a week.

The kisses were wet, neither of them in a position where they could be gentle, gentle was the last thing Lance wanted now that he knew how it felt to be choked and bit by the Spaniard.

Fernandos eyes lingered to his hand adorning the boys neck as he pulled away from the kiss, settling on the now red and purple marks he'd left on the boys jaw and neck, leaning forward to kiss them softly, even as they got rougher the last thing he wanted was for the boy to be hurt by him.

"Nando" He whined, laying his head in the crook of the mans neck

"Yes, mi sol?"

"I can't-" He started, practically just sitting with the mans cock in him "Need your help, Nando"

Fernando couldn't help but smile, kissing the boys cheek as he lifted him up, laying him on his back on the sofa.

"Look so pretty under me, Lancito" He purred, connecting their lips in order to contain his moans as Fernando began to move, pleased with the string of sounds that left Lances mouth as he did.

He set a steady pace, one hand tight on Lances neck as the other settled on the rookies waist, adoring the sight of the boy under him being reduced to whimpers and whines.

He parted their lips to get a better view, needing to see just how much Lance relished in the pleasure Fernando was bringing him.

Fernando loved knowing he was the first to make him feel this way, the first to hear his perfect moans as he thrusted in and out. The Spaniard adored knowing he was the best Lance would ever had.

The Canadian felt the eyes on him, whining as he brought his arms up to cover his face to hide the pink tint covering his cheeks.

"Nando" He moaned, unable to stop himself from being loud as Fernando fucked into him

"Shh, you need to be quiet, mi sol" Fernando whispered, hand gripping the boys throat harder to pull his head up "Can you be a good boy for me? You don't want to be caught, do you?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing the boy was still learning what exactly he wanted.

The Canadians breath hitched at the idea, cock twitching on his stomach as he heard the man above him scoff

"Would you like that, hm?" He cooed, moving Lance's hands away from his face "You want someone walking in and seeing just how much of a mess you are under me? How pathetic you look begging for my cock?"

He tried to respond, his words getting caught in the back of his throat, the thought of being caught causing Lance to react more than either of them thought it would.

Fernando continued thrusting into the boy, feeling himself slowly getting closer as the Canadian mewled. His sounds were so sweet, music to the Spaniards ears. He leaned down to nip at the skin on his neck, not bothering to care about the full garage on the other side of the door as Lance panted his name.

His hand left the pink drivers waist, wrapping his fingers around the base of the boys cock, knowing they needed to hurry up.

He began stroking his member at the same pace as his thrusts, enjoying the feeling of his hips bucking into the Spaniards hand, head arching back as he felt his orgasm creeping closer

"Fuck, fuck Nando, I- I- God, I'm gonna..." He struggled to form a sentence, gripping onto the material he was laid back on

"Cum, Lancito, Cum para papi." He instructed, biting harder onto the skin surrounding his collarbone, his goal to leave marks on the boys skin, claiming him.

As soon as Fernando told him to cum for him he did, his load coating both of their chests, Lance prepared for Fernando to slow down until he didn't, hand continuing to stroke the boy at the same pace

"Nando" He moaned, body shaking at the overwhelming amount of pleasure, the two cumming together seconds later, filling the room with gasps and pants at they both caught their breaths

"Fuck, Lancito, Took me so well, Such a good boy for me, mi vida" Fernando spoke, praise spilling out of his lips as he slowly rode out his high, feeling how full Lance was.

Lance moved his arms around Fernandos shoulders, pulling their chests together as Lance blushed, something so romantic about just laying in eachother presence after doing something so..... so.

Fernando found a hand towel and wet it, figuring the two had laid still for long enough. He sat Lance up, whiping off the boys torso before cleaning his own

"Nando?"

"Si, mi sol?"

"I love you"

Fernando smiled, setting the towel aside now that the two of them had been cleaned off. He leaned forward, softly planting kisses across the boys face, adoring hearing the giggles that came out of him as a response

"Stop, stop, stop" He breathed, wide smile on his face as he tried to push the Spaniard away "You could at least say it back"

"Te quiero mucho, Lancito" He spoke, patting the boys hair to lay smoothly on his head as he spoke "Now, If we stay here any longer people are gonna start worrying"

"I guess you're right" The Canadian whined, getting into the jeans and team shirt he'd came in while Fernando put his race suit back on, the two walking out of the drivers room as if nothing had happened.

As if everyone in the garage hadn't heard them and were now acticaly trying to not look at the bruises on the Canadians neck or make eyecontact as the drivers left together

"I think you were a little loud, mi sol" Fernando teased, Lance hitting him on his shoulder before hiding his face in his hands

"God, Nando, that's so embarrassing!"

"You sure seemed to like the idea before" Fernando hummed, wrapping his arm around Lance as he headed to the Renault garage, needing to change before the two could go back to their hotel.

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broken-egg-yolk-blog · 1 month

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part one

The issue with Will Solace is not that he is sarcastic and flirty. In fact, Nico finds that part of it incredibly endearing. The issue is that he acts that way with everyone. He had this underlying level of charm to him, one that seemed to lay under his skin and was deemed incapable of being washed away. It was the way he could banter with practically anyone like they were an old friend, granted most of them were but still, and starting conversations never seemed to prove any form of difficulty to him.

Nico pondered this as he watched Will stroll around the infirmary, his incredibly serious clipboard in hand. It didn’t bother Nico, it’s not like he would even admit it if it did, that the healer would share grins and jokes, and those stupid winks of his. It was truly unfortunate, in Nico’s eyes, that Will had been right. On some level, he did in fact have an undeniable charm to him. You have to be blind not to notice it.

“Has anyone told you that you have a staring problem?” Will had turned back towards Nico, one hand on his hip the other dangling at his side with the clipboard.

Nico flushed, playing it off with his trademark eyeroll, “You may have mentioned this.”

“It’s rather ironic, considering that you have trouble with eye contact,” Nico could nearly hear the playful smirk on Will’s lips, he didn’t need to look up from the speck on the floor to know it was there. “Maybe it’s just that overwhelming amount of charm I have.”

“I do not. And it’s not. You’re not-” Nico huffed, the words not settling right in his throat even after they were spoken. This was just downright unfair. The son of Apollo had this unsettling habit of constantly looking at the people he was speaking to, like directly at them. It made Nico flustered very often, another thing he would never admit, the idea that Will Solace was directly perceiving him as they spoke was enough to cause his sentences to trip and fall on the way out. It wasn’t as if he was pointedly trying to avoid eye contact either, the idea of staring someone directly in the eyes, especially if they happened to be Wills eyes, while trying to converse? Downright distracting in every way.

“Oh yeah, you’re totally cooked, too far gone.” Will shifted his weight, stepping closer to Nico and oh-so-casually leaning up against whatever piece of furniture was nearest. He said a silent thank you to the gods that it wasn’t a rolling cart this time.

“What does that even mean?” Nico peeled his gaze up and pointed it directly at the other boy's eyes, fighting against the uneasy feeling in his stomach.

“You’re obviously succumbing to my dangerous levels of charisma,” Will said, his words flourished with an ever dramatic and overly poetic tone.

“You are so incredibly pathetic.” Nico did his best to lace his own words with anguish and mild amounts of disinterest, he would have liked to think he had picked up pretty good acting skills over the past few years of deception. He, in reality, was not as destined for the stage as he hoped.

“Dudes love a distressed and pitiful man, y’know”

Nico’s face flushed bright red. Did Will know? How could he have known? Nico hadn’t told him about his not-so-secret secret. I mean it was exactly a secret at this point, a lot of people knew he was gay. A lot as in, maybe five people? Still, Nico wasn’t exactly parading that information around freely to anyone who held a conversation with him. Nicos mind shifted, Will had been talking about himself, perhaps the medic was speaking out of his own interest. It wouldn’t be unlikely, I mean if Nico had it correct Kayla had two dads. Maybe it ran in the family? Nico still wasn’t entirely sure how all of it worked. Piper had tried to explain it to him after a conversation he’d had with Jason, who proved to be very supportive but truly not much help, but her own knowledge was limited and Nico had gotten too embarrassed and left. Regardless, the thought swarmed around his head at a million miles an hour, he began to wonder if he had inhaled a swarm of flying insects at some point that had just now decided to wake from hibernation. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t thought about the possibility that Will took interest in other guys before, (out of pure, harmless curiosity, naturally.) but for some reason that statement had made it feel significantly more tangible.

“Hate to interrupt your very productive inventorying,” Kayla appeared from the back of the infirmary, Nico had almost forgotten that she had been there, “But I am incredibly bored and leaving you for archery practice.”

Will, looking to be very slightly embarrassed, glanced at the watch around his wrist and then around the room, appearing to make his mind up on if the infirmary would fall to pieces if she left. Nico didn’t think Will had a choice even if he did speak up, he had learned in the past few weeks that there really is no changing Kayla’s mind once it is set.

“Very well, I will simply have to suffer through your absence.”

“Ugh you’re so dramatic Will,”

Finally, Nico thought, someone sensible around here.

“I am just living my truth,” Will sighed, placing a hand over his heart and setting his face with feigned hardship.

“Yeah, yeah,” Kayla was mostly out the door, she turned back and shot a mischievous glance at her brother, “Try and get some actual work done will ya? And leave the poor boy alone, he’s suffered enough, he doesn’t need your ridiculous excuse of flirting to further it.”

When Nico looked over at Will he was surprised to see that they were roughly equal shades of red. That didn’t help Nico quiet the blush spreading across his face at rapid rates. Was Will actually flirting with him? There could be no way. He must act this way with everyone, there was no chance Nico could be that special.

Will cleared his throat, “Well, let’s get to work then.”

Nico gladly hopped down from his perch on the desk, grateful for any form of distraction. The infirmary was rather quiet, by some miracle. Only two beds were occupied. The summer air was warm and drifted through the room via the open windows that Will claimed would “help the healing”. It had grown to be a rather comfortable, consistent place for Nico, assuming it was overfilled and unstaffed (which was unfortunately often).

Will set him to work almost instantly, handing him a consistent stream of bandages to sort by size and file away into cabinets. They chatted as they worked, casual friendly banter that flowed naturally between them. Luckily Kayla’s comment seemed to knock a little bit of Wills obsession with being charming out of him for the moment being, Nico totally wasn’t even upset it in the slightest.

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As their chore wore down slowly and the afternoon hot and late, Will plopped down onto and empty cot, laying back and letting his eyes shut. “Thank you again for the help, Neeks.”

“Yeah, anytime.” Nico replied, following Wills lead and falling on the cot beside him.

The two sat, a moment of shared silence between them. Will scootched closer to Nico, their legs brushing together as they hung off the edge of the mattress. Nico could feel Wills gaze burning into his cheek and reluctantly turned to meet his eyes.

“Hi,” Will said, his voice no more than a whisper.

“Hi,” Nico replied, “Why are you whispering?”

“Because.”

“That’s very specific and helpful.”

“You’re welcome,” Will eyes seemed to be tracing every detail of Nico’s face, his lips tugging into the softest most relaxed smile Nico had ever seen. Will readjusted his head, shifting it closer to Nico’s, their faces just inches apart, Nico could almost feel his breath if he focused hard enough.

Despite every instinct in his body screaming at him to look away, Nico held his gaze on the boy next to him. He found it more and more difficult to get a sufficient amount of air into his lungs or feel anything other than the electricity coursing through his veins and the overwhelming thumping of his heart in every major arteries.

“We’re really close,” Nico blurted out, still uselessly whispering.

“Yeah,” Will held for a beat, looking intently at Nico, “I got lonely,”

“You’re laying next to me,”

“And I still feel too far away.”

Nico’s stomach tensed, his throat tightened, palms sweat, breathing more uneven and shallow than before. This couldn’t be happening right now, every muscle in his body felt as if it was set on fire by the sun itself. In this case, the son of the sun.

Nico could not muster another response, just kept his eyes locked with Wills.

“Is it working?” Will asked finally, in a breathy whisper that made Nico want to make decisions that could ruin his entire life.

Nico blinked, “What?”

“My charm. Is it working yet?”

Nico shot up, groaning, “Shut up, Solace, actually fuck you,”

“Is that an offer?”

“~NO!”

part three

#heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson #solangelo fic #solangelo #nico di angelo #i actually didn’t proof read this #again #this might be on the longer side apparently #i’m playing into the pining but still in denial nico pov with this one #they just need to kiss already #will solace is a flirt #nico is easily flustered

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bisexualenbyblueberry · 6 months

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Rating Odd Parts of The PJO Fandom I Grew Up On

PJO was a really essential part of my childhood. I started reading the books when I was eight or nine, and I then had a subsequent obsession with them that lasted years. Once I "joined the fandom" at the age of like... 11 ("joined the fandom" as in looking up "Percy Jackson memes" on the family laptop and scrolling through Google Images for hours), it kind of sculpted my image of online interactions and fandom itself.

However!

There are some sides of the PJO fandom that I jumped into headfirst without thinking, just assuming since the people in the screenshots I saw were saying this stuff, EVERYONE in fandom did, and it was normal and okay. Some of them aren't bad, per se, just odd things I've never seen anywhere else. And with the release of Chalice of The Gods, I've taken a trip down memory lane with this fandom. So, without further ado: Rating odd parts of the PJO fandom.

1: Dark Percy. 7/10. Dark Percy was always such a weird phenomenon to me, partially because I just wanted Percy to be happy, but now I kind of get it? I guess it's the angst? I don't really know. I do, however, thanks to Callum, now know how weirdly fun it is to see a normally upbeat and bright main character go absolutely BATSHIT for his girl, so...

2: Toxic, gatekeeping, abusive fanon Percabeth. -10000/10. Ew, ew, ew. Say what you will about actually canon Percabeth being abusive, but the amount of headcanons about Percy telling all the boys at CHB to stay away from Annabeth because "Sweet protective bf" is extremely disturbing.

3: The collective-ish OC "Pearl". 5/10. I swear, in HALF of the OC-themed headcanon I used to see, they would all be about some girl named Pearl. have no problem with the headcanons about Percy's little sister, about a new daughter of Poseidon, so ten points for that. They don't interest me very much, but people seem to like them, so it's fine. However, five points redacted because of how much people ship her with Nico. HE IS GAY.

4: Headcanons formatted like this:

2/10. I had some fun with these back in the day, but Good GOD, some of them are so goddamn terrible. I have an entire Pinterest board dedicated to terrible PJO headcanons with over a hundred pins. Who even came up with these?

#percy pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy jackson spoilers #annabeth chase #grover underwood #dark!percy #percabeth #pjo oc #pjo ocs #pjo headcanon

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willsimpforanyone · 1 year

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Idk if you still write on here but if you do, may I request some nico x non-binary reader stuff?? I've been searching and you're the only person I've found who writes it!!

i absolutely do still write stuff, this is very much an active blog despite my infrequency of writing due to uni work! i love nico x enby!reader, glad you like it! lets do some affection headcanons shall we?

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as i'm sure i've said before, nico is very protective of you

not in an overbearing way and he's not one for public affection

but he'll be constantly looking over at you and checking to see you're okay, everything's good, no one's making you uncomfortable?

if you're taller than him, he will nudge himself under your arm without saying anything, just like a 'hey hug me' or he might excuse it by saying he's cold

if you're shorter than him, he'll casually sling his arm over your shoulders as a way to bring you closer to him and if he's feeling especially affectionate he will press a kiss to your temple

the type of guy that will ask if you wanna go home by muffling his voice into your hair so no one else can hear him

isn't big on gifts, but will treasure and keep anything and everything you give him

he once saw a ring in a vintage store and tried so hard to walk past it but just *knew* you'd love it

hasn't given it to you yet but he will, he's just gotta make a plan first

is one of those guys that burns bright red if you do something for him

like his cabin gets to be a mess and you have a free hour or so while you wait for him so you neaten everything up, put away clothes and stuff

he comes in to you having cleaned his space and just stands in the doorway bright red and speechless because someone?? gave so much of a shit about him?? that they put in effort?? to make his space a better place to be??

you've broken him, the poor boy

not big on public affection, but in private he loves casual affection

like walking past you sitting at a desk and bopping a kiss on your head or slouching over you with his head on yours to ask what you're up to

i'm soft for nico idk if you could tell

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ngl i had a crush on nico and then he came out (was thrown out the closet) as gay and i stopped having a crush on him but now i'm nonbinary so i feel safe enough to crush on him again lol anyway i hope you enjoyed!! thank you for requesting!!

#nico di angelo #nico di angelo x reader #nico di angelo imagines #nonbinary!reader #nico x nonbinary!reader #nico x trans!reader #nico x reader

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happyk44 · 11 months

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Modern AU Percicobeth where it's V-shaped connected to Percy and Nico and Annabeth don't really have much of a relationship going on between them, friendship or otherwise, because they don't really overlap. Percy and Annabeth are childhood sweethearts who met at the same boarding school, and Nico started dating Percy after meeting him at the stables his sister practices at.

Annabeth flies into NYC after finishing up her university exams. She's got about a month before her internship starts, but she managed to talk her dad into letting her leave early and is crashing at Percy's place in the meantime. On impulse, halfway through studying for an English class she tried to argue her way out of taking, she chopped off her hair so it's rough and short and she slightly dreads the decision, but the upside is she did manage to hook up with the pretty girl down the hall of her dorm because of it so it's not entirely bad.

Grover drags them both out to a college party, where Percy disappears thirty minutes through to "find some fucking water, why is everyone so obsessed with beer" and Grover, on two cups of spiked punch, starts challenging everyone who comes close to a dance-off. Drunk Grover is a lot more wild than sober Grover but between Juniper and Annabeth, they manage to keep him from doing anything too stupid.

Nico shows up a couple hours in. His hair has grown out longer than Annabeth's seen in pictures before and with the buzz of alcohol and a hit of weed in her system, she doesn't really recognize him, but she thinks he's hot. She also mistakes him for a shy goth lesbian, but that's neither here nor there.

Percy's in the middle of a karaoke battle that he is 100% failing and doesn't notice Nico yet, but Annabeth keeps a focused look on the cute girl staring and smiling at her boyfriend making a fool of himself and thinks blearily that she's gonna land this girl before Percy can. And then maybe they can have a weird threesome in the back of Percy's car later.

They get like five minutes of casual conversation before Annabeth just starts kissing her and she's definitely kissing back and smugly she thinks to herself that maybe they don't need a threesome, maybe Percy can just sit back and watch while she blows this girl's mind. Serves him right for ditching her in search of water, of all things.

Then Percy's solo finishes and Annabeth is getting ready to grab his car keys to carry on the fun when he blurts out, "Oh! Nico! You're here!"

Briefly Annabeth thinks Nico isn't a nickname she's heard for Nicole before, and then suddenly it clicks, and she blinking as she connects random cute goth lesbian to Percy's short twink boyfriend.

Percy swings an arm over Annabeth's shoulder and kisses her cheek. "I was gonna introduce you guys myself, but I guess I didn't need to!"

Nico's brows furrow and Annabeth blearily realizes she never actually introduced herself. She just started talking, and then, very quickly, kissing. She's always been on the buffer side, exercise helps her focus and she hates cardio, and very quickly she's realizing that in the dim lighting and her suddenly short hair Nico thought she was a guy.

It's kinda funny.

Annabeth is definitely bi, but last she heard about Nico is that he was gay with a capital G. But as Percy is rambling something about how they should all get lunch together the next day, Annabeth is wondering just how firm that title is because Nico is still staring at her with the same warmth in his eyes that he had right before she attacked his mouth and, like, fuck it. Sexuality is fluid, right?

They end up fucking a couple hours later in the backseat of Percy's car while Percy is given no choice but to watch (which his cuck ass doesn't mind in the slightest). Annabeth accidentally slips between saying "good boy" and "pretty girl" but judging from Nico's breathy whines, he doesn't entirely mind.

Annabeth certainly doesn't mind when Nico introduces her to his family as his really handsome girlfriend a couple months later. In fact, she kinda likes it. Partly because Percy asks if that makes him Nico's handsome boyfriend ans Nico says no with his entire chest in a way that causes Percy to splutter in a huff. And partly because handsome is descriptor she's never heard for herself before and she really likes the sound of it.

That's their relationship. Handsome girl. Pretty boy. And whatever the fuck Percy is.

#percicobeth #inspired by all those kissed a twink who actually was a lesbian posts #happy talks pjo #just here to be absolutely insane lmao #love the idea of nico and Annabeth both being gay but with exceptiond #tbh i love the idea of lesbian annabeth who's exception is percy #just as much as i love percicobeth where annabeth is Nico's exception

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spacerockwriting · 5 months

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Got tagged by @energievie and @skylerwinchester so thank you friends! Sorry I'm late with this!

1. if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do? Probably a musician or something along those lines. Or someone in film? Something along those lines.

2. what's your most trivial / dumbest hot take? Never cook carrots. They should never be cooked, only raw. Also, just because your business has gay employees, doesn't meant it's not a homophobic business.

3. if you had to teach a college course what would it be in? I'd be like my professor and do one of those super specific niche courses and would probably do one on South Park and it's impact on the world and all that shit. Or just matt and trey in general.

4. season 12 of shameless is suddenly happen and youve been put in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen? West Side Ian and Mickey adjustments for sure, learning how to live on the west side, learning to adjust to a different life. The Gallaghers learning how to adjust to a life without Frank. Debs either calming down or fucking off and leaving Franny to be taken care of. Some more of Franny's tomboy-ness. Lip and Tami and Liam and that whole thing, Fiona either coming back, or settling some. Carl's bisexual awakening bc I need that and have been spoiled.

5. who would be your godly parent? (can be any mythology.) Hades. According to the Percy Jackson tests, it's Hades <3

6. what’s something you love about yourself? Uhhh creativity? My opened mindedness? I dunno.

7. describe your day in 5 emojis: I'm on my computer right now so no emojis.

8. what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight? Kermit

9. tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie! Ohm.

I've been on television

Rabbits are my favorite animal

I've been in films

10. do you have a pet(s). if so how did they get their name? I have a cat named Nico. He's named after Nico Di Angelo from Percy Jackson.

11. show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence.

I cant fucking find the pictures rn but basically. No sun ever. I live in a cave. Emo Peter Pan cave boy. Who is short. And drinks mountain dew

12. whats your typical coffee / tea / beverage order? Iced coffee, cant have tea bc it hates my tum tums, or some sort of Mountain Dew or soda

13. use a song to describe the last 5 years of your life?

Somewhere in Neverland by All Time Low.

now lets see if I can get this galladrabble out

#comet rambles

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ichcrblood · 4 months

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( lucas jade zumann + eighteen + he + him ) look who has entered camp halfblood college ! meet NICO DI ANGELO , the child of HADES . they have been living in long island for two years and are currently studying history. when someone describes them, they are often described as LOYAL and MISTRUSTFUL. zeus believes he is responsible for stealing the lightning bolt but is that something they are capable of doing?

BASICS.

full name: niccolò di angelo nicknames: nico age: 18 years old gender: cis man pronouns: he/him orientation: gay (closeted) godly parent: hades powers: geokinesis, necromancy, osteokinesis, umbrakinesis, phobikinesis (limited), thermokinesis (limited) fatal flaw: holding grudges status: alive

BIO.

(tw for mentions of parental death, internalized homophobia)

you don't remember much of anything from Before. you were too young, you guess. but you remember the lawyers. the first one came when you were little, told the two of you your parents had died and you'd be going off to a boarding school. you remember liking the boarding school, even if the boys were...a bit tense. you almost don't even notice, but it creeps up. it's like they know before you do, something about you doesn't line up with them. you don't dwell on it. you can't. maybe a small part of you knows, but you can't conjure up how. it's behind that block, you think. trying to remember your parents brings up nothingness. there's no telling what else is back there.

from the boarding school, you and bianca are brought to...a casino. but it's not like the sort of places people wag their fingers and mutter about. this place is full of kids, some your age, but most of them older. there's some adults, sure, but they don't pay the two of you much mind. you're in there a while, about a month you think. someone comes to collect the two of you, and from there you go to military school. it's...much more structured. you're not sure if you like it all that much. everyone around you is strange, from the way they dress and talk to the references they make.

you're not there long. a year, barely, and then things start happening. things are following you, watching you both. and then they're attacking you. and the lawyers are back. not that they ever really left. they stopped by every now and then when you were at westover, and again after bianca graduated. it seemed like they just always knew. then they're ushering you into a car, telling you it has something to do with the trust and your parents' will and a place and-- you don't keep up, honestly. they bring you both to-- to a college, which worries you. you're only sixteen. you're nowhere near graduating from westover yet, which means bianca is going off by herself, which means you'll be alone too with these whatever the hell they are probably still coming after you and you don't know how often she'll be able to call and the two of you have only had each other since you were kids how are you supposed to--

exceptions are made. whispers are exchanged. and you're told, ultimately, you're staying too. you're sat down for orientation, and that's when it's dropped on you. the whole thing. you're both...demigods. so your dad is a god. or your mom? you can't remember. would you even know? the lawyer is long gone, and it takes, like, a couple of hours after orientation. the claiming is freaky, even you have to admit that, and you're both ushered into the hades cabin. you meet a few other siblings --your dad's one of the Big Three, which you learned means there shouldn't be a bunch of your half siblings running around-- and...well, you've never had this much family before. you don't really know what to do with it.

some aspects are more complicated than others. after everything, the truth about the casino seems so small in comparison. after finding out you're half god, the place you thought you only spent a month might as well be a liminal space you actually spent 70 years in. sure. that only freaked you out for, like, a couple of weeks. no, there's more you learn, more you grapple with, and some of it, like your powers, become a part of you slowly but surely, and other things you hold close to your chest, and you don't talk about it. actually, you're probably content to never talk about it. like, ever.

#dhqzintro

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kitc0nn0r · 1 year

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knowing nico is gay now (or at least having confirmation on it lol), you can tell how hard he went in with his kiss with michael 😭😭 my boy didn’t waste his chance

He really went for it and I understand 1000000%

Honesty hour, ask me anything

#asks

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lycanthropthy · 2 years

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OKAY OKAY OKAY. youre gonna hear all this from a veteran emo, and although it might not currently seem like it this is coming from someone who strictly had mcr blog themes until this point. first of all i dont know what u know on the subject so im gonna assume its nothing. here we go

so, picture the summer of 2005, aka the summer of like where basically it was widely rumoured that pete wentz of fob and mikey way were fucking on the downlow, i mean check it out the dude made posts like this everyday on his livejournal

we all know amazing new mexico sunset.

ANYWAYS that fourth of july, according to members of fob and mcr pete and mikey skipped out on celebrations and hung out together somewhere else separately which yknow, gay enough. and THEN somewhere between july 23 and 26, pete started posting abt heartbreak and how hed broken things off with that person like here

note him referring to himself as the monster in love with the BOY. anyways then in 2007 infinity on high came out, and was actually just the fruitiest shit ever written especially bang the doldrums, have u SEEN that song??? if u havent heard it its a very bittersweet song about a failed love but the line to pay attention to is "happily ever after below the waist". now i forget when but somewhere around that time pete wentz had an interview where he described himself as being "gay above the waist" its also a fucking banger song so.

ANYWAYS. to the main point here the fourth of july by fall out boy makes me cry like a bitch, but just so many lyrics would make so so much sense because of the firework motif and what happened that summer, including "im starting to forget just what summer ever meant to you" (get it. that one summer) "im sorry every songs about you" (which would make sense because many many people believe that pete wentz wrote love songs like those for the same person bc there are a LOT of parallels in his love songs) and just so many references made to a whirlwind summer fling like the one described in infinity on high (also all that g.i.n.a.s.f.s stuff so)

and NOW, we get to more recent shit. i forget what year but between the release of ab/ap and mania fob did a concert on the fourth where pete famously said "im sorry. every song IS about you." now obviously this was already in the lyrics buttttt mikey way was drumming for waterparks at that same music fest and was in the audience for that concert. im not saying its connected and i will leave u to make of that what you will

basically, its a song about what ifs and failed summer romance, and to be frank the rest is just speculation. i dont believe in shipping real people or getting overly involved in celebrities lives, unfortunately i was a 12 year old emo and i felt it was my duty to play historian <3

NICO THANK YOU FOR THIS OMG. please i could listen to you to talk about bandom for hours why dont we talk more ough. also holy shit that livejournal hit too close to home im actually abt to tear up

#answered #fridayiminlove-mp3 #friend tag #nico 🔥

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I saw that you were taking requests and you write for original characters, I was wondering if you could do your Nanbaka character Seijirou Yohei

God, I haven't touched my Nanbaka characters in a hot minute, thank you for this ask anon. To be fair I think now I'm just going to be making him up as a I go based on the original concept which was based around a wattpad oneshit I read a long time ago.

I love making my favorite canon characters gay.

Cell thirteen of building thirteen heard about the new inmate for building five almost immediately after he arrived. The four inmates were hysterical. Scared, excited, worried. Every emotion you could think of was coursing through them. They had no reason for fear though, they would never see this new inmate. That is until.

"Hajime!" Nico called, pressing his face against the bars. "Hajime!" He tried getting the guards attention.

"What do you want?" Clenching his hand around the clipboard and gritting his teeth, he tried hard for the new year to not lose his cool every time he was asked for something.

"Can we go train with Samon?" Nico asked.

Jyugo, Rock and Uno all snapped their heads up from the quiet activity they were doing. All three glaring at the back of the green-haired boy's head. There was no reason to ask for training and it wasn't like Nico was going to be able to.

"I don't see why not; it takes you idiots off my hands for a few hours."

"A few hours?! Come on man! I'd rather train with Yamato!" Uno snapped.

"Oh, really?" Hajime rose a brow.

"No, no! I want to go to building five!" The blonde cowered under the guard's gaze. He hid himself behind Nico.

"Alright then. I don't get all day, and Samon will be pretty darn excited to whip you four into shape." Hajime cracked his neck; on the inside he was practically jumping for joy at the opportunity to not be annoyed as much today.

"At least sparing with Liang will get me warmed up." Rock stifled a yawn.

Once the four from building thirteen were dumped into Samon's hands Hajime couldn't have left any quicker. Uno groaned and pouted; he hated wearing those stupid jumpsuits but hated training in them more. It ruined his complexion and his hair. Training wasn't even the reason they showed up.

"Rock! Care to show me just how much you've improved?" With that Liang had already convinced Rock to separate from the group.

Nico, Uno, and Jyugo were screwed.

Samon Gokuu took training seriously, practically becoming a terrifying person just to enforce it. Jyugo could never outrun Samon or Inori, then again Uno and Nico needed to just outrun him. Someone lounging under a tree caught Uno's attention, actually the crutches caught his attention. Of all his years in prison he never encountered an injured inmate at Nanba prison. It was odd he was placed in building five of all places.

Walking over to the redhead under the tree, he first thought it was a woman and got his hopes up. Then realized this was an all-men's prison. There were no women.

"You must be the new guy in cell eight, Nico hasn't shut up once he learned about you." Uno scratched the back of his neck.

He received no response. The red-haired man just continued to read. Uno noticed that his arm was bandaged up, his leg too. Raising a brow, he narrowed his eyes in thought.

"How'd you get those? A nasty fight with someone in here?" He joked, hoping to ease the tension that was slowly seeping into his brain.

"You're that pretty boy from cell thirteen, right? Uno. The one they warned me about." Finally looking up from his book Uno noticed he had bandages covering his face just like Nico. A yellow eye was glazed over, almost milky.

"How'd you know my name?"

"Green haired boy told me, said I looked too feminine, and you would try something."

"Trust me pal, you don't look feminine at all."

"Tell that to the last three guys who tried to hit on me." The redhead scoffed.

"Is that how you got injured?"

"Nah, these are old. Sebun, by the way."

"Isn't that just the number seven?"

"Yep. My inmate number." Sebun shrugged.

"So, your name is just your inmate number?" Uno asked.

"Pretty much."

"I doubt that."

"It's not really, but why would I tell you who I am. Not like we'll know or see each other when we get out of this joint."

"You have a point there."

Sebun hummed in response and opened his book again. Just standing there Uno felt awkward so he sat down next to him.

"Samon's going to freak when he finds you here."

"Well, how come you get to sit here, and I don't."

"I'm injured."

"Right...."

"If you're not big on training then you came to the wrong building, but your buddy over there is a tank for sparring with Liang."

"Rock does this all the time." Uno shrugged. "It's nothing special."

"Maybe we might have some other time to chat, who knows." Sebun went back to reading his book. This conversation was going nowhere, and it felt pointless to him.

"What's Samon really going to do?" Uno chuckled. "I doubt he would even be able too--" His voice faltered when he saw the orange haired guard standing in front of him.

He had never run so fast in his life until that moment and Sebun just laughed.

That was the first time they met.

Uno was now laughing at Sebun as he sat motionlessly in one of the underground cells. Wiping tears from the corners of his eyes the blonde clutched his stomach as his voice carried down the hall.

"Okay, okay! Just get me out!" The redhead snapped.

Jyugo stayed silent as he picked the lock, he wasn't going to say anything to imply he was on either side.

Once it swung open Sebun was hobbling out and "accidentally" stepped on Uno's braid. Shooting him a lopsided grin he snickered.

"Let's get going before any of those dolls come back."

"I do not want to deal with them again." Uno shivered, holding his hair close to him as he side eyed the inmate from building five.

"Awe! Sejiro! Looks like you've made some friends."

Jyugo and Sebun froze at that familiar sickeningly sweet voice. What was he doing here? Was this all his plan? Uno had obliviously continued walking, only turning around when he realized his companions weren't with him.

"What's up? Did you two see something?"

"You heard that, right?" Jyugo asked Sebun.

"Yeah, yeah. I heard it, did you?"

"I did." Jyugo nodded slowly.

"Heard what? What are you guys talking about?!"

The blonde didn't like how Jyugo and Sebun got along all of a sudden, he found it unfair. When they first met they didn't get along but now someone he didn't even speak to was all buddy buddy with him. Uno didn't know why but this made his blood boil.

"Did you not hear that?" They both asked.

"Oh great, now you're speaking in unison on top of hearing things." Uno commented flatly.

"They're not hearing things~"

"Uno! Behind you!"

Sebun moved fast , raising his bandaged arm up to protect himself and the blonde from Mei's fists.

"Mei?! What are you doing down here?!" Uno squawked.

"Who's Mei?" Her voice wasn't coming out of her body. "Oh, the clone!" She laughed like it was funny.

"What clone? Are you a clone of her?!" Uno didn't know if he should feel scared or extremely happy there would be two Mei's, the more to flirt with.

"That's not a good thing!" Jyugo hit him over the head.

"Oh, no, no. I didn't clone Mei, I cloned Kujaku."

"Kujaku?" Sebun's arms fell to his sides as he stared at Mei and whoever was possessing her body.

"I don't know who that is." Jyugo muttered.

"What did you do with Kujaku?!"

Just as Sebun assumed his kick landed she grabbed his foot, grinning from ear to ear like a familiar blonde guy with pointed ears.

"You're so fast now, I wonder just how strong these really are!"

"What do you mean--"

Instinctively Sebun held his arms infront of his face to shield him from getting hit. His eyes widened when he realized he actually blocked. Moving backwards uncertainly he made a move to kick her again, his foot being caught in the air giving her the perfect opportunity to strike again.

Due to Mei sharing an odd brute strength with Hajime even though they are not blood related, she easily brought him down. Sebun was just a lanky young man with injuries of unknown origin, so it wasn't hard.... Kind of. Uno hurriedly picked Sebun off the floor, his clothes were most certainly going to get stained with blood.

"It's okay! You're not losing a lot of it since the bandages are soaking it up!"

"I'm not dying you nitwit."

"Okay, well, you're losing a lot of blood!!"

"It's going to be fine, just calm down..." Sebun muttered, despite being the one openly bleeding he was pretty calm.

He was given a hospital room just like Enki Gokku and Norkio Sanzou. Sitting up in the bed he grimaced at the cast on his arm and leg, disgust written on his face seeing the sling his arm was put into. As much as he was used to having injuries he felt as if he was a sitting duck, it was bad enough he was confined to the single room he was confined to the bed as well.

"Inmate seven, you have a visitor." The doctor called.

Sighing and opening his eyes he figured he wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon. Seeing Uno walk into the room the redhead perked up, a grin stretching across his face.

"Feel bad for me, huh? You were holding me pretty tight once I started blacking out."

"You kept slipping and I didn't want to drop you!" The blonde snapped; jaw clenched.

"Easy tiger, I'm just joking with you." Sebun held his hands up defensively.

"Why do you always have to tease me?"

"'Cause it's fun."

"It's not fun for me." Uno pouted.

"I'm sorry. Let me try again. Came to check on me honey? Couldn't stay away for too long?" Sebun broke out into a smile, eyes lighting up as Uno processed what he said.

"You're- That's-what- Honey?! The best pet name you could come up with?!" Uno stammered, his face turning a little red.

"It's barely a pet name, apparently it's someone's name." Sebun laughed.

"Don't get me started on that prick!"

"You're not even going to question what I said?" The redhead rose a brow.

"Oh- I... uhm... Thought we were ignoring it..." Uno looked anywhere but at the other inmate.

"Whatever, I already know you like me." Sebun stated cockily.

"I do not like you!" Uno snapped, his face blazing different shades of red. Sufficiently giving him away.

"Yeah, you do."

"Whatever." The blonde scoffed.

#nanbaka #building 13 #building 5 #uno nanbaka #seijirou yohei #uno x seijirou yohei #oc #original character #nanbaka oc #nanbaka uno #fanfiction #bxb #oneshot #uno x oc

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fire-blob · 2 years

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I decided to use the incorrect quote generator for my Moonsquad (that's just what I'm calling them now)

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Carmen: No thanks.

Carmen: I'm god.

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Nico: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

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*the TV is freaking out*

Carmen: Don’t worry, you have to treat an electronic like you treat a patient on life support.

*unplugs the TV, then plugs it back in again. nothing changes*

Carmen: Yeah, that didn’t work with my grandma either.

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Nico: As someone who has a long history of not understanding anything, I feel confident in my ability to continue not knowing what is going on.

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Carmen: This was almost a great idea.

Jesse: You just described 90% of our stuff.

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Jackie : Ducks are better than rabbits.

Carmen: What? Rabbits are adorable. Have you ever been in a fight with a duck? Ducks are jerks.

Jesse: Duck is delicious! Rabbit is all gamey.

Carmen: We’re not talking about flavour, Jesse!

Jesse: Flavour counts!

Carmen: Who carries around a duck’s foot for good luck? Anyone?

Nico: You wrap yourself in a comforter stuffed with rabbit hair. I’ll wrap myself in a comforter stuffed with duck feathers! Who’s cozier?

Carmen: Okay, but-

Nico: NO, NO, NO, NO. WHO’S COZIER?

Jesse: Then why don’t we take a rabbit, a duck, stick ‘em in a cardboard box and let them fight it out!

Carmen: BECAUSE IT’S ILLEGAL, JESSE!

Jesse: ONLY IF WE BET ON IT, CARMEN!

Jackie : I- Jesus-

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*The gang responding to being stabbed by a sword*

Jesse: Rude.

Carmen: That's fair.

Jackie: Not again.

Nico: Are you gonna want this back or can I keep it?

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Nico: I give up. I am so tired.

Jesse: Get the emergency supply!

Carmen: *carries Jackie and places them in front of Nico*

Jackie: *smiles*

Nico: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET’S GOOO

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Jackie: That's ridiculous, Nico doesn't have a crush on me.

Jesse: Yes they do.

Carmen: Yes they do.

Nico: Yes I do.

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Carmen: What’s up with Nico? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now?

Jesse: They're just a little overwhelmed.

Carmen: Why?

Jesse: Jackie smiled at them.

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Nico, Carmen & Jackie: *screaming*

Jesse: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Jackie?!

Nico: Wait, why are you asking Jackie that when Carmen and I are also here?

Jesse: Because Jackie wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.

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*The squad is playing a team sport*

Jackie: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Carmen?

Jesse: Have you ever played a game with Carmen?

Jackie: No…

Carmen: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?

*Meanwhile, on the other side of the field*

Carmen, chasing Nico: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!

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Carmen: LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS!

Nico: And here we have a capitalist.

Jackie: Did you just-

Jesse: Let us all take a moment to appreciate that all of human history, human language, and the universe itself aligned to make this joke possible.

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Nico: *falls down the stairs*

Jackie: Are you okay?

Jesse: Stop falling down the stairs!

Carmen: How’d the ground taste?

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Jackie: Wake me up-

Jesse: Before you go go

Carmen: When September ends

Nico: WAKE ME UP INSIDE

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Jackie: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.

Nico: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.

Jesse: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.

Carmen: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

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Carmen, teaching Nico to drive: Okay, you're driving and Jackie and Jesse walk into the road. Quick, what do you hit?

Nico: Oh, definitely Jesse. I could never hurt Jackie.

Carmen, massaging their temples: The brakes. You hit the brakes.

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Carmen: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something!

Jackie: You left me, Jesse, and Nico in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.

Carmen: I did that on purpose, try again.

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Jackie: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie-

Nico: Eyy, homie!

Jesse: But then there's cootie...

Carmen: Die.

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Jackie: We need a way to lure in new customers?

Carmen: Maybe we could have some fun, interactive events!

Nico: Jesse bath water.

Jesse: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

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Nico, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Jesse, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Carmen, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Jackie, trembling: What are we playing?!

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Jackie: I truly believe that water can solve all your problems.

Nico: Weight loss? Drink water.

Jesse: Clear skin? Drink water.

Carmen: Want to get rid of someone? Drown them.

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Jackie: For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Carmen, Jesse, & Nico: Okay.

Jackie: If you don't want to die, give me all your money.

Carmen: Bold of you to assume I have money.

Jesse: Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Nico: Bold of you to assume I can die.

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Nico: *Gasp*

Carmen: wHAT??

Nico: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?

Carmen: *inhales*

Jackie, in another room with Jesse: Why can I hear screeching?

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Nico: How did none of you hear what I just said?!

Jackie: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Jesse: I got distracted halfway through.

Carmen: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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I made way too many of these lol

#original characters #original character #my ocs are my children #ocs #incorrect quotes #moonsquad

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bastianhallix · 5 years

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(vestige-of-hope) just went thru your jackson tag and i LOVE him and also his relationship with darien. i think this is the first time i’ve seen a sibling relationship with darien and the vestige and that’s cool and unique!

aaaaaaaaaa thanks! i never really saw darien in a romantic light but i still love him as a character, so that's why i made jackson! jackson's also my way of playing around with the lore because it's fun

#asks #vestige-of-hope #oc: jackson villareal (vestige)#glowstick boyes #lowkey it took me hours to actually reply to this lol #but yeah im glad someone likes my goth boy who im also very gay for #fun fact: jackson is loosely based off percy jackson and nico di angelo

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prtag · 5 years

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im craving homoeroticism tonight..yearning, even....

#(nico voice)#hfjendksfbskjdsn i wanna hold a boy #kiss their forehead..sing them a song..#its gay hours friends

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noisyalmonddreamer · 2 years

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My judgment on you based on who you simp for

(A/n) This is technically a valentines day post but I’m impatient so....

Percy:

You don’t like change. He was probably one of your first if not first “official” book character crushes. You also probably have trust issues and or attachment issues. Things that upset you don’t make sense to others normally. You might not have liked Annabeth at first cause you felt jealous. Oh wait, did you hear that? It’s the sound of your 30 alarms going off all from over an hour ago. You should go handle that.

Jason:

DID SOMEONE SAY DADDY ISSUES- Jk. Kinda… you like him but you’re not intense about it. UNLESS someone goes on the whole “Jason is a worst version of Percy” or something kinda like that. Then you will tie them down and…havoc. In an IRL relationship you want someone stable who's generally pretty mature.

Leo:

Okay. Listen. I like you. But we get it. We ALL get it. You like him. You don’t need to bring it up every second tho. Also when are you gonna face that childhood trauma? You just gonna let it sit there while you read fanfic and listen to character audios or…Also PLEASE go take a mental health day instead of giving yourself busy work to ignore it.

Nico:

bro. Please. Tame your savior complex. It’s screaming right now. Gasping for breath. But he probably was the first like “emo” type character you fell for and now your favorites are always the emo loner types. You really enjoy characters with sad backstories. If you watched Voltron you probably liked Keith. There’s also a huge change that you have those fingerless gloves with skeleton hands on them. Also please sit up straight. Your back is screaming in pain rn

Frank:

…Is everything okay at home? I understand. You want rank to hug you while you cry.I’ve never met a mean Frank simp. You’re a sweetheart. I give you a kith on the forehead *mewa* also sweetie…you’re not annoying them by texting them. Just text your friends. They want to hear from you

Will:

Listen. I’m also mad Will doesn’t get a lot of attention. But you don’t need to write a 50 slide presentation on why he’s a good character and shouldn’t only be used as Nico’s boyfriend (but I get it) anyway…You’re a bisexual(or really anywhere under the liking multiple gender umbrella). Who’s either very offended by “liking men is disgusting” jokes or finds them very funny. No middle ground. That or you’re mentally unstable. Or both. Probably both. But real talk, bestie, go take some time off. You need it.

ALSO ISTG IF I SEEN ANY CHILDREN OF APOLLO HERE-

Magnus:

He formed your type. If you watch MHA you like Denki. You like the dumb ass characters who could probably kill you instantly. YOU ALSO NEED TO DRINK SOME WATER HOLY HERACLES. You also probably like the goofy characters that have sad backstories. You relate to Luisa Madrigal way too much. You’re the therapist friend and are about to break. Please get help bestie.

Hearth:

Either you’re the sweetest person alive or a living nightmare. But like… are y’all okay? You’re starving for Hearthstone content. You probably got a lot of responsibility put on you as a kid. Also when people talk about the elf boys they had a crush on you talk about hearthstone and everyone’s confused. If you were younger when you read the series (and had a crush on him) you were interested in learning sign.

Alex:

Just say you’d date yourself. Your form of flirtation is being mean to someone. There’s a good chance Alex was your first (clear) queer crush. You probably searched up “is it gay to like a gender fluid person?” Like 30 times. Bro you need to stop bottling up your emotions till one tiny thing breaks you. It’s not healthy. Maybe try emotional journaling, it works better than you’d think.

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cuuno-moved · 3 years

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dream smp characters as memories i have except they’re weirdly specific and say more about me than any biographical film could.

tommy- a birthday party some kid threw in elementary school, where they gave an invitation to every kid in their class, and their parents rented a bouncy castle that smelled like burnt rubber and everyone brought cheap presents that were very obviously the first thing you saw when you walked into walmart, but the birthday kid was still ecstatic about each one.

tubbo- a sleepover in middle school. you chase your friends around the house in your socks, and one of the other kids goes missing for nearly ten minutes, and you find him crying because he got stuck in the dryer somehow, and you don’t want to wake up his parents because you’ll get in trouble, so you guys have to get him out on your own.

wilbur- you’re crying about being stood up, but your friends keep cracking jokes and laughing, and you feel equal parts offended that they’re not as upset as you are, and trying to hold back a laugh, because that was actually pretty funny. you have something stuck in your teeth, and that’s what makes you laugh in the end.

dream- there’s a possum in your yard. you name it half-mast. two weeks later, your sister says there’s a dead possum in the backyard. you cry. the next day, half-mast breaks into your basement to sit on your lap. this is no possum, you decide. you just met god.

george- valentine’s day in middle school. your school is doing candy grams, and somehow, your boyfriend bought nineteen for you. for a seventh grader, that’s the equivalent of a romantic date on a beach. you don’t actually eat them, because you hate chocolate, but also because it’s fun to casually carry them around and flex on the other girls.

sapnap- one of the band members burnt down the drum shed. no one knows who. it was probably arson jake. it was definitely arson jake, actually. he shrugs when asked.

fundy- the first day of ninth grade. you walked in, and sat down, and suddenly this girl is talking to you. she likes james bond, and horror movies, and grandson. you nod politely, explain you like homestuck, and romcoms, and the front bottoms. she tells you later that you look very intimidating. you think she looked a bit like an avacodo.

eret- you have listened to the same song for nearly four hours straight. something about breakups? or something? you can’t change it, you have to look dignified. you’re at a wedding. your knockoff air pods dig into your ears. you try very hard not to laugh as the bride’s six year old son trips and falls.

niki- your best friend in third grade is holding a birthday party, and you showed up too early. you help her set up, crack jokes, watch her laugh. she’s really pretty and you wonder what it would be like to kiss her. her big sister keeps giving you looks, but you aren’t sure why.

quackity- one of the clarinets had gotten a miniature microphone stuck in his instrument. the band director is talking to the color guard, but if he came over, the kid’s screwed. one of the sousaphones- probably big davey- is trying to help, but it’s really jammed in there. the kid starts crying.

techno- your english teacher in seventh grade has completely filled her room with edgar allan poe decorations. paintings of ravens cover every surface, ominous lighting casts shadows in the corners. she wears a black lace veil, like she’s mourning. one of the boys cracks a joke about it, and she levels a glare at him. ‘that’ll be enough from the peanut section.’

ranboo- you are wearing your marching band uniform, and you look like a penguin. lunchbox owen says you remind him of some anime character. anime aramus agrees. gay nico gives him a weird look. it’s probably from a hentai, you reason. you don’t want details. that night, you look it up. it’s definitely from a hentai.

bad- someone at sunday school has replaced all the pencils in your backpack with plastic straws. you figure out who did it and march up to him. ‘that wasn’t very jesus loves you of you,’ you say with so much confidence he almost looks scared. his aunt makes him apologize for being mean.

skeppy- one of the boys at your lunch table just dumped an entire thing of cheetos in his applesauce. it’s entirely quiet, except for him. he’s singing the song from ratatouie. your table is staring. the surrounding tables are staring. he eats it.

charlie- one of the boys in your gym class is wearing booty shorts and a crop top. one of the other boys call him gay and he points to your basketball shorts and sweatshirt. ‘i’m not anywhere as gay as andrew’. your name isn’t andrew. he’s gay.

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