hades is my kind of dude

THINGS I NEED A LOT

OKAY so Percy can summon Carter (Kane) ONE TIME by saying his name so I want the greeks, romans, and norse (magnus) bloodlines to be present and WASHAM THEY’RE LOSING LETS JUST CALL UP THE EGYPTIANS TOO BECAUSE I NEED ALL THE MYTHOLOGY AT ONCE I LOVE IT

can we have the power boys (percy, carter, jason, and magnus) and the kickass girls together (okay but Reyna, Zia, Annabeth, and Sadie COME ON)

NICO AND WALT OKAY I JUST MADE MYSELF ALMOST CRY MY BABIES

LEO AND ZIA COMPARING FIREPOWER


I AM MYTHOLOGY TRASH OK

Frank being confused (and slightly annoyed that they can shape shift on top of their magic) “what do you mean you can turn into birds but only one kind”

is charmspeak like the persuasion words thing in egypt

ARE THE GREEK/ROMAN GODS CONNECTED TO THE GODS OF EGYPT AND ASGARD

i seriously need all my ladies together talk about deadly

ok but have i mentioned walt and nico HAVE I MENTIONED IT

“my dad is hades” “oh yeah well i’m the god of funerals” “what no you’re mortal” “i’m hosting him” “dude what the fuck”

I LOVE WALT/ANUBIS OK AND I LOVE NICO THIS IS GREAT

will solace talking to zia like “no my dad has the sun” and she’s like “nah man it’s mine”

ARE GODS ATTRACTED TO THEM BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE BLOOD OF THE PHARAOHS BECAUSE HOW WOULD TWO DIFFERENT STRINGS OF MYTHOLOGY CHOOSE ANNABETH’S FAMILY WITHIN LIKE 10 YEARS

EGYPT WAS THE START OF IT ALL

IT’S TWO AM I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS

I NEED MAGNUS CHASE

No one ever said being a demigod was easy. In fact, no one had said that. Ever. Not once in the history of forever had anyone looked to their comrades and proudly proclaimed: “Gee guys, I sure do love being the bastard child of an Olympian God and a mortal. It sure is the good life being chased and hunted and targeted! Mortal peril really ruffles my jollies, hur hur, this is it, mates, this is the good life!”

At least Percy was pretty sure that had never happened. HE certainly hadn’t said anything of the sort. Probably…had he? Anyway, it didn’t matter. The point was, THE POINT WAS,

“Telekhines. Telekhines are my point.” Percy pointed dramatically at Jason with the hand that wasn’t holding his 5th (6th? 8th? who was counting anymore, anyway) bottle.

“…type of fish?” Jason slurred, equally intoxicated, and not really following.

“No no no,” Percy waved his arms, “"S a mammal, your ACTUAL mammal. Difference is, difference is they…uhm…”

“Mate out of water?” Jason supplied.

“Don’t think so, that’s not it. No. Gross. No.  Something about their young. Whatever, they’re monsters, my point is, my point IS their brains.”

He reached for another bottle.

“What about their brains?” said Jason, reaching for the same.

“Big brains. That’s my point. Size of…size of…size of fucking HUGE brains, dude. And then there’s, like, hippocampis, ok? Brain city, take it from me! Whole damn SEA full of brains.”

“Kraken?” Jason took a big gulp.

Percy blinked, “Uh?”

“Great big fucker, sleepeth beneath the deeps or whatever. I read somewhere, he’s supposed to, like, come to the surface when the sea boils or something.”

“Yeah?”

“Fact.”

“There you are then. Wait, no, wait, I met a kraken once.”
“No you didn’t.”
“Did too, did too! They build nests.”

“That’s birds.”
“No, no, they totally build nests.”

“Huh, is that right?”
“Crazy world, dude, crazy-”

“So what’re you getting at with the tele- telikinn- telepho- the seal things. What’s your point?”

“Right! Fuck, what was my…right ok, no,” Percy hiccuped and cured it with another deep gulp of whatever was in the bottle, he wasn’t really tasting it anymore, “My point is that all these stupid monsters they got BIG BRAINS RIGHT, and then here’s us-”

“Here here!”
“-here’s us, fightin’ them, getting killed and hurt and all this other dumb shit and like, for what, right?”
“To…not die? I think. I think that’s why we do it.”
“Yeah but WHY. If they’re so smart why can’t they just. Just not? Why do we always gotta go and, and kill ‘em? I mean I went to Tartarus-”
“Sorry about that-”
“-not your fault. Anyway, while I was down there, right, saw all these monster hatching out of Tartarus’s weird zit pods-”

“Nuh-uh, that’s how monsters are made?”

“Seriously dude, it’s sick, anyway-”

“Gross.”

“Right. Anyway. What’s the point of killin’ 'em, and shit, when I mean we could all be working…working TOGETHER right or…not killin’ EACH OTHER is what I’m saying.”
“Nico.” Jason muttered and Percy squinted at him.

“Huh?”
“Nico. Son of Hades, skinny guy-”
“I know who Nico is, what about him?”

“He’s really, you know, big brain and stuff.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, asshole.” Jason glared, “But he, he you know, he fights us too sometimes.”
“Sometimes, yeah. I think that’s my fault, kind of.”
“Probably.” Jason finished off his bottle.

“The fuck do you mean probably? You know what, this has nothing to do with-”

“Big brains. We- you and me-” Jason gestured between them, “We’re kinda fuckin’ stupid, Perce.”

“Huh? What, us? Naaaaaaaaaah man, nah, we’re-”

“Dude no. We’re fucking. We’re like rocks with swords. We’d be so. So useless without the girls.”
Percy considered this, “Yeah I guess.”

“They have big brains too.”
“The biggest.”
“But they’re stuck with us.”
“We’re not that bad, dude, I mean we got. We got…” Percy struggled for a word. What had they got? “We got…more beer.”
“YEAH.” Jason cheered, completely forgetting the point he was making earlier, “Yeah we do. Dude. Dude. We should…you know what we should do?”
“No. Yes. What?”  Percy looked at Jason, who beamed at him.

“We gotta go, we gotta go tell everyone how much we love 'em.”
“Dude that sounds-”
“Dude no! Nico, right, it’s about 'preciating our friends and what we got.”

“Nico?”

“Yeah he- he doesn’t feel loved by us.”
“Ah, what?” Percy stood up, “No, dude, no, I love the SHIT out of Nico.”
“Same bro! And like…like Leo!”
“Fuck yeah Leo!”
“YEAH!”

“OK you’re- yeah. You’re right ok. Hold on, I gotta. I’m gonna get some more booze. We’ll share. It’ll be so great just you see ok let’s do this.”

“We got big brains, too dude.” Jason threw his arm around Percy’s shoulder as they stumbled toward the door. 

“Yeah dude. And big balls, ahaha!”

“Shit yeah, dude. Hell yeah.”
“Hell yeah.” They tried to fist bump but missed and dissolved into a mass of giggles.

It wasn’t easy being a demigod.

carterbluteyker
[I’m combining these two because I feel like they’d go together well. Anyway, here you go. (This is just the first chapter. I’ll post more later on and probably put it on FF.n too.)]

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Okay, so it was bad enough to have to go to a stupid boarding school because my dad thought it would be ‘good for me’, but it just got ten times worse when I found out I’d have to room with another dude.

A hot one at that.

Let me start from the beginning. My name’s Nico. Nico di Angelo, son of Maria and Hades di Angelo, the biggest names in the world’s jewelry industry. My mom died in a fire when I was eight. My dad was devastated and he started to distance himself from my sister, Bianca and I. Bianca died in a car crash when I was ten. My dad kind of lost it after that. I don’t blame him, I did too. But he ended up drowning himself in work. He was almost never home. I’d see him maybe twice a month, if I was lucky. When I was fourteen, my dad remarried to a woman named Marie Levesque and I got a new sister named Hazel. They are now divorced and he’s with a woman named Persephone. So yeah, there’s my basic tragic back story.

Now, two years later, I’m sixteen and being carted off to New York to study at the most prestigious school I could get in to that would also keep me on suicide watch.

Yeah, I forgot to mention that part, didn’t I?

Anyway, I was just being led to my dorm when I saw him. Tan, tall, blonde, handsome, and sadly, my type. He was just turning the lock in the doorknob when the counselor walked me up.

He looked up and smiled at us—perfect white teeth—and asked who I was. I didn’t feel like talking so I let the counselor introduce me in that annoyingly squeaky voice of hers.

“The is Nico di Angelo, your new roommate.” She turned to me, flipping her long, black curls behind her shoulder. “Nico, this is Will Solace. You two will be sharing a room for the rest of the school year.”

Will stuck a perfectly tanned hand out to shake. “Pleased to meet you,” he smiled.

I offered my hand, sickly pale in comparison, and shook.

The counselor, whose name still eludes me, spoke to Will for a few minutes. Somewhere along the line, they decided that Will would show me around campus after I ‘got a bit more situated in my new room.’

I was given a key to the room and shown in. Will stayed behind with the counselor for a minute. I’m pretty sure she thought she was being quiet but she was speaking in the loudest whisper I’d ever heard in my life.

“Make sure you keep an eye on him.”

“What do you mean?” Will sounded confused.

“Just make sure he doesn’t hurt himself.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes when I heard that, dropping my bag next to the unoccupied bed and plopping down to wait for Will to come in.

“Oh… Okay…” Will said as he walked in, closing the door behind him before the counselor could get another word in.

“She’s so annoying!” he said exasperatedly as he flopped down on his bed with his hands behind his head.

“Can’t argue with that,” I replied casually.

Will grinned, showing off those perfect teeth. “He speaks!”

I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t think we really got the best introduction.” He sat up straight. “I’m Will.”

I blinked at him. “We’ve done this already.”

It was Will’s turn to roll his eyes. “Yes, but that was with a harpy breathing down our necks.” He stood and walked up to me, holding out his hand. “I’m Will,” he repeated.

I raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue this time, reaching out to give his hand a firm shake. “I’m Nico.”

He cracked that damned perfect smile again. “It’s nice to meet you, Nico.”

“Likewise.”