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Nico di Angelo

@practically-nico-blog

I am Nico, don't tell anyone I am here. I am groverology and forget.it.solace on Instagram.
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GIVE ME A CHARACTER;

and I’ll break their ass down:

  • How I feel about this character
  • All the people I ship romantically with this character
  • My non-romantic OTP for this character
  • My unpopular opinion about this character
  • One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

please?

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Trans!Nico

Just think about it. Nichole di Angelo, daughter of hades, only telling her older sister she is a boy. Nichole and Bianca getting stuck in the lotus casino. Bianca cutting her hair, Bianca beginning to switch to he/him pronouns and Nico. Nico with a big goofy grin on his face for the first time being called he when they get to camp. Nico coming out to a trans camper and this camper giving him a binder. Just trans!nico

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but i will never stop being sad over the fact that one of nico’s most powerful ways of overcoming his enemies is inflicting his own pain on them?? like,,, if he just shares a portion of his despair it makes his enemies fall to their knees?? and whenever someone in the series experiences a small bit of the darkness nico constantly harbors they describe it as overwhelming and nico has to deal with even more than that?? this bb needs so many hugs jfc

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the aesthetics of the gods

Aphrodite: the bruises of love bites left by lovers on necks and thighs; smudged lipstick from hasty kisses; blood red roses with their sharp thorns still intact; the way you hug someone you love when you reunite after a lengthy separation
Apollo: polished instruments gleaming, held like the most precious of jewels by their owners; a sunny day with a clear blue sky where there are no clouds in sight; the rough script of poems penned out on scraps of paper or napkins before they're forgotten; when music is so loud that you feel it reverberating in your bones; the pale lines of fading scars
Ares: the hands of a fighter, short finger nails and bloodied knuckles; split lips that have scabbed over; the smooth and intricate lines of old weapons you see mounted on museum walls; deep trenches dug out from the earth; the way barbed wire contrasts against whatever it surrounds
Artemis: loose braids with wild flowers slipped in; the majesty of tall trees stretching up endlessly towards the heavens; the wide and captivating eyes of wild deer; cloudy nights where the moon is just barely peeking through; the colorful fletching of arrows drawn back to rest upon cheeks and along jaws
Athena: the straight and steady way a soldier stands at attention; fingertips smudged with ink; a stack of books to read piled on the floor or a nightstand; eyes gleaming with the glow of new ideas; the quiet and contemplative aura of museums and libraries
Demeter: the way sunlight catches dust motes in the air through the gaps in the leaves of the trees; the feeling of life you get from standing in the middle of an orchard with bees buzzing around you; crocuses and snowdrops peeking through the last dredges of winter's snow
Hades: the bleached bones of animals in the forest when moss has begun to engulf them; the way that graveyard angels look like they're weeping in the rain; the solemn aura of old churches, citadels, synagogues, temples, and mosques
Hephaestus: the pleasure of holding something you've created in your palms; the soft glow of heated metal; the intricate beauty of cogs and gears fitting together precisely and working in tandem; the smooth and polished surfaces of high-rise business buildings
Hera: the lacy white of flowing wedding gowns; the way a couple's hands look clasped together; pairs of old wedding rings that are scratched from years of use; the feeling of surrealism that comes from looking at old family portraits; getting used to sharing a space with someone else and then seeing the mannerisms you've unknowingly adopted from them
Hermes: the way that the low beam headlights of a car touch the roads that stretch ever onwards at night; old maps yellowed at the corners from their age; the way that things rush past when you look out the window of a car or train; quick hands slipping deftly into pockets and taking what they find
Hestia: the light and protection of street lights in an otherwise dark city; the warmth of your bed on cold winter mornings; the heat of a fire as you sit around it with people you love; the comfort of a home-cooked meal
Poseidon: the way light looks when you're seeing it shine down from deep underwater; the effervescent colors of cresting waves; the eery beauty of shipwrecks; the ripples created when you trail your fingertips through still waters; dust clouds kicked up by the passing of strong hooves
Zeus: the way that storm clouds darken the edge of the horizon; silhouettes framed against the sky by flashes of lightning; the splay of feathers of a bird's outstretched wings; the polished and tarnished brass of old fashioned scales
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Annabeth: And Percy you’ve got that face on again.

Percy: What face?

Annabeth: The ‘she’s hot when she’s clever’ face.

Percy: This is my normal face.

Annabeth: Yes it is.

Percy: Oh, shut up.

Annabeth: Not a chance!

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OK BUT MODERN MYTH AU where the children who enter the underworld are all like ‘but…. why isn’t your hair blue fire?’ and persephone is just ‘ i know right, i keep telling him it would look fine af’ and hades is just sighs

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Will: It's a proven fact that if I run and leap at Nico, he will catch me in his arms.
Nico: ...
Will: *running at Nico* Here I come!
Nico: I'm holding coffee.
Will: *leaps at Nico. Promptly falls on his ass* Ow...
Nico: I told you I was holding coffee.
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Solangelo Proposal

Nico: *gets down on one knee* William Solace, will you marry me?
Will: sorry Neeks I'm already married...
Nico: ...
Will: to medical science.
Percy: *laughing from the bushes*
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