Thinking About Nico Di Angelo When He Gets A Little Sibling. They're Only Ten.

Thinking about Nico di Angelo when he gets a little sibling. They're only ten.

The next few days, Nico withdraws from... everyone. Everyone but that kid. He barely says anything. He skips meals, he's missing half of the time, only being seen by his new sibling and a few campers who see him alone on the beach or in the shadows.

Percy notices, and he starts to worry. After a few days of trying to reach Nico he finally corners him.

"Nico what is going on?"

"it doesn't matter-"

"no one has seen you in a week it sure as hell matters. Where have you been? What's wrong?"

"and why do you care?!"

"..cause I'm your friend."

"...you wouldn't understand."

"i want too-"

"They're ten, Percy! Ten! Ten years old! I was ten! I was only ten years old! And she left me!"

And Percy freezes, the realization dawning on him, Bianca.

"...I would never leave them like Bianca left me. How..how could she do that to me, Percy? When I could never do that to them?"

"Nico.."

But percy hesitates. He doesn't have an answer. How could he know what to say?

And nico just shakes his head, dissolving into the shadows.

Animals

Leo Valdez X animal lover!Reader

in which: Leo tries to win you over by showing you his favorite 'animal'!

warnings: none that I can think of! Lmk if there's anything I should put!

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Leo Valdez had been almost painfully aware of you since he had met you. Like a rock in his shoe he couldn't kick out, always lingering in his head and around camp.

At first, he thought it was just because of how you looked. You were attractive. He wasn't blind. But normally his sad longings for pretty people ended after a few days, but that didn't seem to be the case for you.

He didn't even know why he was so fixated on you, the first time he tried to talk to you, you just rolled your eyes and walked away. And every time after that. Ouch.

So...Leo started watching you. Not in a creepy way, really! Just whenever you were around he found himself paying a extra bit of attention to you.

Quickly, he realized you were like that to just about everyone except your siblings and a small (tiny really) group of people.

He couldn't express how badly he wanted to be in that group.

Then one day, while running to get something for Piper, he found you sitting in the strawberry fields, couched down, hand held out to a small white rabbit.

"C'mon it's alright.." he heard you whisper to it, "C'mon buddy.."

He was frozen, watching you whisper to the small animal. You were so soft. It wasn't like he'd ever seen you before. All of the sudden the rude, off-putting person he thought he knew was gone.

He watched the bunny approach you enough that you raised your hand, letting it sniff you.

And Leo Valdez knew he was done for.

After that, he followed you around like a lost puppy. Trying to talk to you as much as he could- offering to walk you to your cabin after campfire, or leaving his table to talk to you during lunch. Each attempt unsuccessful. Met with eye rolls and scoffs.

but slowly, it became less annoying and more enduring.

you were still snippy, and rude, but all of the sudden, you found yourself letting him trail behind you.

Once, he showed up to the arena when he knew you were training (a bad habit he had) and he found you there... with a giant black hell hound. Your hand behind it's ear.

"Ohhh such-a-good-girl! mhm- yeah- sososo good-"

Leo realized the hell hound was Mrs. O'leary- but there was a moment of prominent panic when he first saw you.

the more time he spent with you, the more he realized how lovey you were animals- all of them.

Racoons that found their way into camp trash cans? you had a new best friend. The black cat that hung around the Hades cabin? he had seen you with it on multiple occasions.

Slowly.. Leo came up with a plan. It was so obvious! Animal lover?? He had a whole dragon! Isn't that like.. the best animal?

So finally after a few days of prodding, he got you to follow him into the woods.

"It's so cool! you'll love it- I promise." He practically bounced though the woods to bunker nine, he talked fast about how you would love It and then, outside the forge..

"Is.. Is that a.." Leo watched as your mouth dropped open.

"this.. is Festus."

"Can.. can I..?" He nodded, watching as you slowly approached the bronze dragon, slowly raising your hand to pet his nuzzle.

It took about thirty seconds before your arms were wrapped around its neck mumbling about how amazing he was. Festus clearly enjoyed the attention, clicking and purring(?), nuzzling into you.

"You like him?"

"How could I not look at this big olde' baby-" and you look up at him. You're smiling wider than he'd ever seen you. You open and close your mouth once before a quiet, "Thank you.. Leo."

He could barely breath.

Maybe you weren't completely in love with him. He could handle that.

In your eyes, the gesture was how Leo showed you he actually cared about you. That he paid attention. Maybe that's why you started sitting by him at campfire, and now he wasn't always the one who started conversations. A friendship bloomed quickly, and your feeling for him even quicker.

and all because of a metal dragon.

Luke castellan is so diet mountain dew coded

"you're no good for me.."

"do you think we'll be in love forever? ❤️"

Here me out..

You meet leo in wilderness school. You became quick friends and eventually started hanging out with piper and Jason. one night, you and leo snuck out onto the roof. He opened up to you about running away, and about being scared everyone was gonna leave him. So, you take his pinky in yours and promise to never abandon or leave him when he needed you.

But then... Camp. The prophecy. An oath to keep with final breath. And then you realize.. your pinky promise...one of you is gonna die to save the other.

But you're already in love with him. And you know...that you're gonna protect him no matter what.

I think that would be silly (it's in my drafts give me like a week or two)

Chefs <3

Leo Valdez x gn!reader

Warnings: cussing, kisses, mentions of parental death (leos mom), knife for cooking, i think thats it? Lmk if theres somthing else!!!

Leo valdez cooking w reader fic??? Leo Valdez cooking with his partner but they get distracted and make a mess and kisss ahhahahahahah *eye twitches*

This is rly short lmao i wrote it on a whim and i didnt rly worry abt it being properly formatted or grammatically correct so...

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"how many onions should i cut up?" He asked, he was bent over holding one of your moms kitchen knives. A smile plagues his face as he watches your eyes scan over the pages of a cookbook.

He loved cooking, or he loved his memories of cooking. He used to cook with his mom, but... He hadn't gotten to actually cook anything in the years since she passed.

"uh... Just the one? You have to dice them though-"

"dice?"

"like...really small or somethin'? hold on ill show you how i was taught." You said putting down the book and slipping onto the chair next to him, "gimme-"

He handed you the knife and watched as you cut the onion. He knew he was supposed to be watching how to do it properly, but how could he be expected to focus when your right there?

He zoned out, watching you. He only snapped out of it when you said his name again.

"leo-?"

"hm? Yeah?"

"see how i did that?"

He paused weighing the options in his head.

"..i did...Kinda."

You tried to look irritated, but you couldn't help how you smiled.

"yeah?"

"yeah."

"yeah, okay fireboy."

There's a long pause, you watch silently as his face falls slightly.

"hey, y/n?"

"yeah?"

"i love you." He whispers. It was hard for him. Hard for him to say i love you, hard for him to let himself think you loved him back.

"hey, i love you too." You whisper back, smiling softly.

Your hands move to cup his face, pressing a soft kiss on his lip. His hands move to your waist and... Heaven.

Once you pull away, he stares at you for a long moment, only being distracted by a bubbling noise.

"uh..i think the waters boiling over."

"shit."

Pomegranate blood pt.1

Nico di Angelo x Percy Jackson

@we-ezer @sad-stucky-shipper-107

I did it guys :D

CWs: lowkey drugging, uhm kidnapping, toxic yaoi, gay pll (do i still have to put a warning for that one i mean come on guys), this is literally so toxic uhm, jealous nico, let me know if there's more!

Synopsis: After Nico finds out Percy is marrying annabeth he pays Percy jackson a visit with a special gift from his father...

Inspired by this post! (This is just part one! It only includes what happens in the post! Part two and maybe three will include what happens next!!!)

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Nico hated the way his heart dropped at the small envelope. One piece of paper and years of ignoring and repressing his feelings were gone. Everything came back. A flood of anger and heartbreak at the 'save the date card' that was sent to all of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase's close friends and family.

When he had first seen the envelope he was excited. Chiron had handed it to him at breakfast that morning, when he always passed out mail to campers. His heart skipped a beat when he read the return address, it was from Percy. And then he opened it.

He read it right there, sitting next to Mr. D, without bothering to hide his smile. He couldn't hide how quickly it faded from his face. How his grip on the paper tightens. How the light inside of him dwindled and flicked out in a matter of seconds.

It was like he was fourteen again, heading into battle for the boy he loved. He brought Percy an army, he won him the war. In the end he was only disappointed. He'd lost to Annabeth. he should have expected this, of course he never had a chance with him.

With nothing else to hold onto, he sunk into the shadows.

The coldness of his father's castle welcomed him. His room in the place was large and mainly empty. The softness of the bed sheets engulfed him for the next few days.

He didn't leave the room, he barely ate or slept. The hole in his stomach only got bigger, the sinking of his chest only got worse. The feeling of helplessness fully immersed him, he watched almost a week go by. A week closer to the day Percy Jackson would marry someone else. I did everything for him. For so, so long.

It was also a week when he heard a knock on his door. He didn't answer. Why would he? There was another knock before the door was pushed open.

Nico barely bothered to look over the covers, the small sliver he could see of the undead servant was enough to figure it wasn't important.

"Leave." He said, his voice gravelly. He hadn't talked in a week, the only sounds he made were the weak sobs of pure despair.

"Your father required your presence." This caught Nico's attention. His dad tried, Nico knew this. Hades had been trying since Nico was fourteen, but Nico figured Hades wouldn't notice if he was in there or not.

Despite his better judgment, Nico sniffed once and pushed himself up from his bed. He nodded to the servant, who scurried off, and Nico hesitated for a moment before leaving the comfort of his room.

The winding hallways of Hades castle were confusing, but after a few years of practice he knew them as well as anything. He quickly made his way to the throne room, passing portraits and hung candles. finding his father sitting there. The chair next to him was empty, Nico thought of the summer back in the living world. Of the sun, of the beach at camp, of Percy standing there trying to get him to 'just swim, Nico. You aren't made of flour, are you?'.

Gods, why couldn't he just get over it?

"I was wanted, father?" Nico tried to make his voice sound stable, though it just barely trembled as he looked up at his father.

"I know of your pain, Nico." His father's voice had always been cold, but now just the smallest hint of pain seeped through the cracks. Nico cringed at the statement. He knew, of course he knew. A silence fell over them for a long moment before Hades spoke again, "Do you love him?" 

Nico almost took a step back, does he love percy jackson? He averted his eyes from the gaze of his father. He must. Of course he loved him, he couldn't imagine a world where he didn't. He couldn't imagine any version of himself being okay if Percy Jackson married Annabeth Chase.

The silence must've said enough.

"Son, do you want him?"

Nico felt the pit open in his stomach. He knew he did.

Slowly, painfully, he nodded. Yes. Yes he did. More than anything.

"Come here, son."

As his father told him what to do next, Nico felt a cold sense of dread. A horrible feeling, the knowledge that it was horrible to even consider it. And the worst feeling of knowing he wanted to. He wanted it more than he'd ever like to admit.

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Percy was barely awake when he heard the knock on his door. He was exhausted. He'd been exhausted since he was twelve, maybe it was catching up to him

He groaned as he pushed himself up off the coach, he wasn't expecting a package. Part of him wondered if it was Annabeth, a part of him hoped it wasn't.

As much as he hated it, he had started to dread being with her. Was she great? Sure. Did he love her? He thought so. He really thought he did. Though, lately, he had started to question it.

It started small, a twinge of irritation when she'd show up announced. The way he didn't always want to kiss her. The way he felt when a pretty boy smiled at him. The guilt when his heart stuttered when he thought that pretty boy was Nico di Angelo. 

Maybe things were just getting...old. Maybe they needed something new.

Then she asked him to marry her.

He wanted to say no, he just... didn't wanna deal with her after the fact.

Percy was relieved when it wasn't Annabeth, which he hated himself for.

He hated himself more when his ears reddened when he saw Nico di Angelo holding a bottle of wine.

It's a solid five seconds of silence before Nico shoves the bottle into Percy's hands.

"Congrats." Nico tried to smile, but there was an air of anxiety surrounding him.

"..thanks." Percy took it, not bothering to read the label, "do you...wanna come in?" He stepped away from the door.

Nico didn't bother nodding, he just stepped into the apartment, letting Percy guide him to the living room. It was vaguely messy, as expected, but Nico sat on the couch. All he had to do was get Percy to drink some wine....

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Nico knew it was wrong. He knew his father put something in the wine. He told Nico to not drink a drop. Of course Nico made him promise it was safe for Percy, he didn't want to hurt him. His father said of course not, a little lotus never hurt anyone.

He knew it was wrong when he showed up there, pretending to be happy for him. He knew it was wrong when he asked Percy about Annabeth. He knew it was wrong when three glasses in Percy said he was worried about marrying her.

He knew it. Nico was right, of course.

".. What do you mean you're worried about marrying her?"

"I... I don't know. We started dating at fifteen, she was my first girlfriend ever and... I don't know.. maybe l want something...well.. new."

Nico could barely hide the small smile that broke out on his face.

"That's okay...you dont have to be with her, you know?"

"But it would ruin just about everything."

"..Then ruin it."

Percy's eyes started to drift shut, only to be forced open again, a denial of the lotus petals. Percy shook this head.

He felt horrible when Percy finally spoke up.

"I don't know why I'm telling you this. I shouldn't be. You should...you should go." His head was tilted down, resting on his left hand.

Nico sighed, pursed his lips, slight tremors in his hands as he pushed himself up from the coach. Percy looked up for a moment, gods why was he so tired?

A small bubble of confusion rose in his chest as nico stood over him, but his eyes were already shut when he felt the press of Nico's lip over his.

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He woke up with someone pressed into his chest, dark hair nuzzled into his neck. His vision was burry, but he could make out a unfamiliar room and the drop of wine sliding down his face. He could taste pomegranate in his mouth.

"I'm so sorry..." The small voice whispered, though Percy didn't quite understand, slipping back into a dead sleep. He was blisfully unware of Nico crying into his neck, the pomegranate wine that had slid down his throat, and the fact that he was now forever bound to the land of the dead.