Will and I confessed some weeks after the war, and after the days at infirmary. And I never dated Percy. So we’re not togheter.

Percy is with Anabeth, I’m sure he’s happy, and so am I with Will. I don’t have a crush for him anymore, but we’re still friends. I can say we’re even closer than before. I’m happy for him, and I’m happy myself with my life. - Nico

Are we happy ? ♥ - Will

Yes we are ♥… - Nico

/KISS/ Percy is cool. I’m not particularly close to him but he’s a cool guy ! And for Jasico and Percico… Well, I’m fine with it, as I know it’s not real, annd I find really funny tho ! I mean look at Nico ? Who would not date this cute little face ? ♥ - Will




My girlfriend is just perfect as Will, isn’t she ??? 

Oh and Solangelo haters, go away. Seriously, as I said before, we like Percico and we don’t leave this ship or the ask blog, but we also ship Solangelo, and we’re going to make an ask blog for them. So deal with it. 

Don’t make the same mistake as the Percabeth shippers before, who go and hate on Percico art, blog and fans. 

Will Solace : toracosplay
Nico Di Angelo : koeandcosplay


psst guys who should I cosplay? rachel dare or nico di angelo?


It’s based on this post and will probably come with one or two additional parts. Tell me what you think! (Also, the Percabeth fic is almost done!)

Tumblr was a rather strange place. It housed diverse matters to quench the thirst of all users, whether they needed information, communication, or entertainment. In regard to that last desire of the users, the substance was very mixed, from cat videos to music playlists to cosplay.

Nico di Angelo was an adept of this last category. Regularly, he would completely lose himself in the role of a mighty pirate or of a mysterious sorcerer. Not only this hobby was quite enjoyable, but it allowed him, if only for a moment, to escape his daily struggles and forget everything he hated about himself.

On a day like any other for the cosplayer, he went on his blog to check if anyone had sent him a request or a comment. As Nico lazily skimmed through the messages, a peculiar one caught his eye. He stopped scrolling to look at the words more attentively.

“If you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber. -Doctor Sunshine”

As Nico read those words, a small giggle escaped him. He found the sappiness in the message quite endearing. And so, although he wasn’t exactly sure what the proper response to this was, Nico promptly replied with a gif to express his appreciation for the unusual compliment.

The next day, sticking to his routine, Nico sloppily sat in front of his computer and went on his blog. Again, he scrolled through his messages, hoping for inspiration – a good cosplay would really help him clear his mind/better his mood/change his ideas. Again, Nico’s search was interrupted by an odd note. And, again, he was quite amused by it:

“Are you a banana? Because I find you a-peeling! -Doctor Sunshine”

Nico actually blinked a few times after having read this, not believing someone would actually write something so lame. However, that was only an act; he shook his head, smiling in the corner of his mouth. Nico replied with the same enthusiasm as he did the day before, wondering if he’d ever know more about that Doctor Sunshine.

Every day for the following week or so, Nico received a funny pick-up line from the mysterious Doctor Sunshine. Sometimes they even asked him how his day went, or told him fascinating stories. At some point the messages weren’t even signed anymore, yet Nico knew the same user was behind every single one of them. With each message Nico’s days became a little bit brighter, until he completely lost it:

“I’m not drunk, I’m just intoxicated by you! Okay, maybe I’m a little bit drunk, too.”

Nico wished he knew more about his secret admirer, but it seemed they would be hidden behind a gray mask and dark shades forever.

On a seemingly ordinary day, a little over a week after the first anonymous compliment, Nico went on his computer, as usual, to view the activity of his blog. As expected, there was one message awaiting him in his inbox. He clicked on the mail sign, eager to read today’s note from his anonymous follower. He was a little bit disappointed when he saw that someone else had contacted him. And, although that stranger’s URL was herecomesthesun, Nico’s mood didn’t really lighten at the turn of events.

Sighing deeply, Nico proceeded to read the message:

“Are you my appendix? Because I have a funny feeling in my stomach that makes me feel like I should take you out.”

As he went, his eyebrows frowned lower and lower. Herecomesthesun had sent him a pick-up line. Had they decided to join the party as well? Then, Nico put two and two together and laughed out loud, relishing in his victory. Finally, his questions were answered. Nico started typing his reply, wondering how herecomesthesun would react to the exposure of their identity.

Dammit!” Will exclaimed, reacting at being caught in his own game. He had been so careful, how could he have let this slip? He had made a fool of himself; Nico probably thought he had the emotional maturity of a 12 year-old. Now, all Will could do was to wait, with inescapable dread, for Nico’s response to the accidental revelation.

As soon as Nico learned the identity of his secret admirer, he went on their blog to find out more about them: a boy (he/his) named Will, same age-group as him, slightly taller, comics collector, aspiring doctor… After digging up a little, Nico even managed to find a picture of him. Nico surprised himself thinking how cute Will was, with his startling blue eyes and golden locks framing his pretty face.

With all that information, Nico might have a chance to have a decent conversation with Will. So, what was he waiting for? Nico opened went on Will’s ask page to write to him. The cosplayer thought for long about how to approach the subject/matter. Finally, an idea hit him: What better way to address what happened with Will than playing by his rules? Nico thought.

“As you probably know by now, I discovered that you’re the one who’s been sending me all those messages lately. Well, if I had a star for every time you brightened my day, I’d have a galaxy in my hand. Thank you.”

Plucking up his courage, Nico clicked on the great Ask button, thereby sending the message. No time for second-guessing; it was now or never.

“Really? That would be a first. I’m the son of Hades, Jason. I might as well be covered in blood or sewage, the way people treat me. I don’t belong anywhere. I’m not even from this century. But that’s not enough to set me apart.”

Nico-The House of Hades

To celebrate 50 followers, I thought I’d post some cosplay of mine. L and B. The eyes aren’t red because I have literally no way of getting contacts, and B likely cannon doesn’t have red eyes 24/7 anyway. Camera washes out the makeup I did. I really didn’t forget the bags, it’s just ipod cameras suck.

So, um, yeah. >/////>