For the lovely anon who asked: rip this is kinda specific- okay so i had one of my 2 am ideas the other day and thought, “what if there was a soulmate au but with a twist” the idea starts off with the whole “when you look @ soulmate world is colorful ect ect”, but some people dont get to see it, and some can “taste” the color if theyre blind or something. and in schools they seperate the kids who cant see colors from those who can. this is all over the place due to a character limit sorry
I think I got what you were saying. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you meant or if it sucks. I really hope you like it and that I did your idea justice. Enjoy!

I’ll paint you a clear blue sky

Nico di Angelo realized he was in love with his best friend because of something stupid, really. He and Will were lying on their back in the park under a tree to shield them from the sun. Actually, Nico was lying under a tree to shield himself from the sun. Will was lying next to him in the sun. He had his eyes closed and was humming quietly under his breath. Nico didn’t know the song, it was probably one of those overplayed pop songs Will loved. A strand of his hair that was growing slightly too long (that was Will’s mother’s opinion, Nico liked it just fine) fell onto his cheek. He tried to blow it away without opening his eyes and that’s when Nico realized he had been staring at Will for a very long time, staring at his lips in particular. Too long for ‘just friends’.

The thought scared him. He was in love with his best friend. His best guy friend and he did not understand how that was possible.

He had always been told he didn’t have a soulmate, that he wasn’t made for love, that he was meant to be alone. He wasn’t particularly happy about it, but he wasn’t particularly happy about the mole on his shoulder, either. Or about the fact that his arms refused to grow any muscles. It was something he had accepted over the course of sixteen years.

Nico di Angelo was not meant for love. It was that simple.

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There is a wild side to all children of Dionysus, madness and excitement are all the same to them. They’ll pull you into a party in a whirlwind of concentrated mayhem; drinks flowing from their fingers, eyes dancing with ecstasy, music vibrating through their souls.. Whether inducing frenzy or pouring wine, they possess the same chaotic, enthralling nature as their father, liberators of inhibition.

solangelo-963369  asked:

can u do another deaf nico??? cuz i love them so so much!!

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  • Will was constantly at Nico’s side. There was no way he could leave him. He wanted to be there when Nico woke up from his coma. 
  • He contacted Bianca and she came over when she could to see her brother. But she never had much to say to Will. It was probably the vibe he gave. 
  • One day, Will swore that Nico moved. His left hand had his fingers curled, like he was trying to grasp something. 
  • Will rushed over and took his hand. “I’m right here. I just had to use the bathroom.”
  • Nico didn’t move much after that. 
  • Will still talked to him, even if it was completely pointless. Nico couldn’t hear him but talking just helped. 
  • He would kiss Nico’s hand every once in a while to remind him that he was there. 
  • He just wanted validation that Nico was going to be okay. That he was going to make it through this coma.


  • Will came into the room, after getting his morning coffee, to see Nico’s eyes open. He ran over to him and smiled. 
  • ‘Hi. I’m so glad you’re awake.’ Will could cry. He could feel the tears starting to blur his vision. 
  • Nico lifted his arms and shakily asked. ‘What happened?’
  • So Will told him. He told Nico about him riding his bike and the car that hit him. That some stranger called 911 and took him to the hospital. How this all happened two weeks ago.
  • ‘Two weeks? I was out for two weeks?’ Nico looked at him, stunned. 
  • ‘Yeah. But you’re awake and conscious and that’s all that matters.’ Will told him. ‘How do you feel?’
  • ‘Confused and groggy.’ He replied. ‘Will, did my parents visit?”
  • ‘No.’ 
  • ‘Bianca?’
  • ‘On the weekends. She couldn’t afford to take two weeks off from school. I’ll tell her that you’re awake.’ Will took out his phone to text Bianca. 
  • Nico waved his hands to get Will’s attention.
  • ‘Yes?’
  • ‘Thanks for staying with me.’ Nico smiled.
  • Will moved so he could kiss his boyfriend. He was alright and that’s all that mattered. They were okay and happy to have each other.

snorting-up-pizza  asked:

Can you give some apollo kid head cannons?

yes!! okay so
- apollo kids obviously loveee music and most of them are actually really good at picking up on flat sounding voices/instruments, sharp sounding ones, etc so they are no fun are concerts or any sort of singing thing
- they’re tan. all of them. all the time.
- most of them actually don’t look like apollo except they all have his hands - weird, I know - but they’re hands that are calloused but also soft from helping so many and plucking so many strings, they’re wonderful for handholding
- they’re all super big pranksters and no one really knows why?? they all just are naturally good at pranks
- they don’t get sick very often since they have really strong immune systems, but when they get sick they are so whiny and annoying oh my goodness
- they’re all huggers, it is not strange to walk into the apollo cabin and see a group hug occurring
- okay, not all of them wake up at the crack of dawn, instead they stay up late and watch the sun rise instead of waking up as its rising so half the cabin is going to sleep while the other half is waking up
- no shoes. non of the them. ever. they just don’t enjoy them, they just like the feeling of warm earth

She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.
—  Percy Jackson, The Lightning Thief
  • Leo:I’m glad you all could be here to commemorate the worst day of my life.
  • Jason:No, I thought the worst day of your life was when you didn’t get pulled on stage at that Rolling Stone concert.
  • Piper:Or when your aunt substitute-taught your sex-ed class.
  • Hazel:What about the day when we made you stop wearing your visor upside down?
  • Frank:I thought the worst day was the day you got that haircut that you currently have right now.
  • Leo:Remember that time when I got my shirt caught–wait a minute, why am I participating in this?

Nico di Angelo| Playlist

Wolf Colony - Paradise

Bastille - Things We Lost In The Fire

Imagine Dragons - Hear me

Nickelback - Savin’ me

Twenty One Pilots - Goner

Starset - My Demons 

Bring Me The Horizon - Throne

Wolf Colony - Pretends

The Neighbourhood - Afraid

Thousand Foot Krutch - War Of Change 

Band Of Horses - The Funeral 

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