Nico was the most nervous to come out to Hazel. Hazel meant a lot to him, but she was from the same time period he was. Sheâd even lived in it longer, and a time period that wasnât at all permissive of people like Nico. Would she be able to accept that one of those people was her brother? Or would it drive a wedge between them that could never be removed. But Jason knew, and Percy and Annabeth and even Piper. She was bound to find out eventually. Nico owed it to her to at least tell her himself.
The night he told Hazel was sitting on the roof of the Pluto cabin at camp Jupiter. Nico couldnât remember the exact words he used, he couldnât hear himself over the ringing in his ears. Hazel was quiet. She barely looked at him. He couldnât tear his eyes away from her, silently begging for some hint of the softness heâd come to associate his sister with.
âOkayâ that was all Hazel had left him with. Just, Okay. He wanted to press, ask what she meant by that. Okay thatâs fine? Okay so I have a gay brother? Okay weâre never talking again?
But maybe he was being unfair. She needed time. Eventually he wishes her goodnight and slid inside. She sat out there for a while longer. When she returned they both laid in the silence until they fell asleep. Nico left for camp half blood the next morning.
About a week later Hazel was due to visit camp half blood and Nicoâs chest had been winding into a ball of anxiety all week. He kept writing and rewriting what he would say to Hazel. Maybe they could just ignore this whole thing? Itâs not like Nico had a boyfriend or anything. And he wasnât holding his breath on getting one, that would still require someone to want to date him. But she knew now. She couldnât un-know.
Hazel had a notebook in her hands as she approached Nico at the Hades table. Will Solace caught Nicos attention for a moment with a sympathetic smile and a thumbs up. He knew how nervous Nico was about this. The irony of his crush trying to be supportive in this wasnât lost on Nico, but he couldnât dwell on it at the moment. âListen Hazel-â he started as she sat at the table and opened her book. She cut him off âMalcom Pace?â She asked, looking at her notebook. Nico blinked in confusion. âThe Athena kid? What about him?â He asked âdo you like him?â Hazel asked so matter of factly it nearly made Nico choke. âNo I- Hazel what are you talking about?â He managed âIâm gonna find you a boyfriend.â She crossed off a name from her list, presumably Malcom Pace. Nico was too stunned for a moment to say anything. âNathan Calish? Heâs a son of Mercury. Heâs good with strategy gamesâ Nico shook himself from his state of shock âHazel I really donât need you to-â Hazel continued to scribble âMaybe a Hephaestus kid? Jake Mason is pretty good looking without the castsâ
Nico couldnât help the laugh that bubbles to the surface. Maybe it was relief that Hazel didnât hate him. That in fact sheâd taken it upon herself to find him a boyfriend. Maybe it was the ridiculous list of male campers, both Roman and Greek, that sheâd collected to run past him. She kept running through names and Nico kept trying to tell her it wasnâtďżź necessary and he wasnât looking to date right now that he appreciated all the work sheâd done but- âWill Solace?â Nicoâs face flushed a little âWhat? No. No I donât like Willâ Hazel paused and grinned. âWill Solace.â Nico started to blush against his best effort to remain neutral. âHazel no Iâm not-â she circled Wills name in her notebook and shut it. To Nicos horror she got up from the table and made her way over to the Apollo table.
Nico tried to look busy with his food instead of the raw embarrassment he felt as he strained to narrow in on Hazels voice. âHey Will, the Apollo cabin leads the campfire sing along right?â Will seemed a little confused, at least from what Nico could pick out of his voice âuh yea, why do you ask?â âIâm just not really familiar with how it goes and I was a little nervous, do you think Nico and I could join the Apollo cabin tonight?â Oh gods. What was Hazel doing? Nico face was burning as he stared intently at his barely touched dinner. âOh yea of coarseâ Will replied in his signature happy to help tone.
Nico was truly grateful that Hazel had accepted him, but what in hades had he gotten himself into?
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dude stop trying to garner context and character traits from the objects in my room i know youre doing it. stop clicking on shit im not gonna tell you about - oh that picture is of me and my dad. yeah he's not really in my life anymore i just keep it around cause im sentimental- DUDE
(the stimming doesnât count)
80% of the ocean is unexplored by YOU GUYS. i've seen the whole thing
hey um i didn't want to have to be the one to tell you this but you walked off a cliff and haven't looked down yet
i'm not just a pretty face. i also know the letters of the alphabet
I am so normal I am so normal I am so normal. You are amazed and astounded at how normal I am and how easy it is for me to do base human tasks.
Being called a fox or a little creature makes me euphoric my tail wags when Iâm scurrying around like a little fox creature making sounds that are scary but also⌠cute
Drift wood painted with the native color of the landscape
Kitten ill be completely honest daddy is a fucking mess right now
my assistant: Oh, boss, i have to report that your last 7 posts were... flops. im sorry.
me, lips quivering, eyes wet, at my office table: i... hrrrngh... *starts hitting my own head* stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid
update: fifteen minutes into the hermitcraft empires crossover and keralis and sausage are pole dancing
your boyfriend smelled like garlic so i crushed him with my knife and then diced him and fried him in oil. sorry. he still smells good btw
ohhh im so microwave safe im so fucking microwave safe please put me in the microwave
L + ratio + don't care + freshly showered + lying in bed + got my jammies on
actually fuck this im gonna walk into the deep sea and never come back. bye
penny drop moment
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interview w belphegor (asmodeusâ show friday night)
heâs literally soaking wet hanging from a clothesline do you guys even care
the real villain of stranger things is heteronormativity
girls who learned all their vocab from books and are now constantly embarrassing themselves by pronouncing words slightly wrong in conversation
*through gritted teeth* every day i choose to be kind *barely restraining myself from violence* i choose to have compassion *tamping down the vicious bloodlust inside me* i choose to care and to be kind and to love
THE TAGS IM SOBBING
levi : i guess iâm just a weirdo otaku-
mc, cutting him off : donât piss me off
im glad u guys liked the wisteria vines :D !!! you can download the pack here
how does this even fucking happen đđ
Love how this is phrased like itâs an archaeological find
Here are some head canons that didn't make it into that one fic. More people liked it than I thought they would so thank you! I love all of you and your comments make my day <3
Warnings: 18+ probably, JIC
You cannot help yourself when it comes to touching her muscles
You hold her arm for a good few seconds, nervously debating whether the possible repercussions will be worth it. With a sharp, crisp slap that probably stings your hand more than it does her, you chime âthis bad boy can fit a lot of muscle-" A heavy swat against your backside has you squealing. âThis bad boy can lift you over my knee-"Â
Calling her name until she comes to you/ emphasizing different parts of it just because you like saying it
âSevika!â âBaby?â âSevikaâ âWhat, baby?â âSevikaâ She'll finally come to you for you to tell her âI love youâ. She'll roll her eyes but hug you, and tells you sheâll give you a real reason to scream her name if you do it again.
Calling her daddy in front of people, youâll shrink back and giggle nervously at the look she fixes you. If youâre feeling brave and donât run, youâll wrap yourself around her arm and play cute in hopes thereâll be no retaliation
Sheâs soft for you so itâll probably work
If she ever runs into you literally, on accident or not, youâre going flying. Sheâll usually catch you before you hit anything (I.e. the wall/ground)Â
Sheâll laugh and tease you, is very amused when you try to push her back and she doesnât move an inch
Maybe takes pity on you and moves slightly but I doubt it
You pepper her face with kisses when youâre laying together, softly at first to avoid suspicion and then you attack, keeping her cheeks cradled in your palm to keep her still, and raining down hard kisses on her nose. Sheâll usually know what youâre about to do because sheâll hear you mutter ârapid fireâ before your assault
She whines like a fucking child, like youâre embarrassing her in her apartment with no one around
HER BLUSH/pout afterwards is absolutely adorable and donât be fooled by her disgusted face/noises. She loves it
This bitch will sit on you. Break all of your bones. Not really, but sheâll get you back. Either after when youâre laying in bed or when youâre unsuspecting and sitting on the couch.
If itâs in bed, sheâll promptly roll on top of you and start snoring over your squeals. Lifting her dead weight arms is barely doable so you know youâre screwed with the rest. Sheâll pretend to sleep while you giggle and push and slap at her. If you tell her sheâs crushing your boobs, sheâll inch down and drop her head against them and thatâs the only compromise sheâll make.Â
If youâre on the couch, sheâll plop down on you and the air just whooshes out of your lungs. This will actually probably be painful so just tickle her neck and she will fold. Use the advantage to push her off and run quick.
Sheâs really clever with insults. But I imagine if you startle her enough with your stupid, sheâll be so flabbergasted itâll take her a while to choke it out.
âWhy would you- you goddamn tumbleweedâ
Her face will do that thing where her cheeks puff out and her face will form this deep scowl that makes her look so scary itâs funny.Â
Sheâll be berating you and youâll be biting your lip to not laughÂ
Youâve asked her to crush your head between her thighs. Like full on watermelon-crush. She tells you it would be no trouble because thereâs nothing in yours
When she gets home and plops tiredly on the couch, you make a show of fixing her favorite drink, only to sit down next to her and start drinking it.Â
âThanks, hon I really need- you bitch.âÂ
âThatâs so sweet, Sev.â/âOh, you wanted one?â
This somehow leads to some weird foreplay, either her spitting the alcohol in your mouth or taking body shots
If anyone objectifies her they get punched or brutally insulted, depending on the severity. But when you do it, itâs usually you screaming internally or muttering to yourself about how âitâs not fairâ or âhow is an ass that sculpted?âÂ
She notices every time, loves the way you drool and your eyes fog over when she flashes her tits at you.Â
If the sight doesnât render you brain dead, youâll tease her back with âhow unladylikeâ or âhow will you ever find a respectable man when you act like that?âÂ
Telling her she's unladylike will have her doing the most heinous shit-
âI am a respectable manâ swoon
She's your respectable man
You flash her too when sheâs at work, doling out orders to her men and then thereâs you in the back, lifting your shirt. To your disappointment, sheâll smoothly carry on, but as soon as sheâs done youâre being dragged to the back roomÂ
It makes her hot and bothered, of course, but she could be railing you in front of a room and still keep her composure
âDo you ever wish you were tall?â
Sheâll body slam you on the sofa every time you ask thisÂ
Also when you call her Tiny, Pipsqueak, Shortstack, Princess (this one makes her blood boil)
Sheâll literally hold you by your feet until you apologize
You always tell her how hot it is when she hustles/threatens/intimidates someone on the job
She thinks youâre messing with her when you say you want to role play being her prisoner
But youâre not, god Sevika one chance please-
She whistles to get your attention, like youâre a damn dog. I actually wrote a little smth on thisÂ
A sharp whistle sounded from the doorway behind you, one that indicated Sevika likes what she sees. Her method of communication between her and her men occasionally carried over into your relationship, whether she admitted it or not. Enough to where you had created your own catalog for what they mean in your head. Your favorite was probably the one she used in the bedroom, usually an attention-grabber or a warning if you were being a brat. The one time she subconsciously whistled for your attention outside of the bedroom had you threatening to kick her to the couch for the night (like you could) and she profusely denied her intention of calling you.
âHoney, I was just whistling.â
âOh? So you didnât want me to refill your glass you were holding out?â
âItâs⌠my arm adjustments, babe. Iâve told you this.â
*ďžpairing: Vi x reader (Platonic)
*ďžwarnings: Underage drinking, mention of vomit, kids doing stupid shit, description of injuries
*ďžA/N: Some of these stories are stolen from friends đ
Growing up in the lanes is dangerous but that doesn't mean you can't have fun
You, Vi, and her siblings are constantly doing stupid shit, once Mylo stole a box with fireworks and almost set himself on fire trying to light them
Powder is there to witness all the dumb shit, she never really engages but she's definitely just in the background
"How much money to chug this whole thing?" said Vi, gesturing towards a water bottle bigger then mylo's hair. She drank the whole thing in 20 seconds and nearly puked.
injuries, injuries, injuries, at least one of you is injured at any point and time, Vi once dislocated her shoulder trying to show off her parkour skills, she missed a jump and fell on her elbow, making a loud POP! sound echo throughout the quiet alley, you'd never seen her cry until that day
While Vi wins most Injured, Mylo takes the cake when it comes to stupid ideas.
In the same week he gathered an army of poro's and freed them onto the street a few days later he stole a mutated god knows what from a street vendor, it bit him so hard he was sure he lost a finger
Claggor may seem like the peacemaker but he is most definitely the one provokes others to do risky things
"I'll give you a bag of silver gears to make that jump. What do you mean you'll fall? Chicken."
When you're not out and about terrorizing the streets of zaun with your teenage antics, you're terrorizing each other In the basement of the last drop
Powder usually plays music while she works on her gadgetry, sometimes you find yourself humming to the catchy tunes but most of the time your yelling at Mylo to stop screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs
"Wanna play nutball?" Mylo questions, tossing a full plastic bottle at Vi, she catches it with ease, "What?" "Sit on the floor, roll the bottle super fast and hope it doesn't hit your nuts" Violet snorted, "I don't have nuts asshole"
Despite that they played for a good 30 minutes, until Vi shoved the bottle a little too hard and basically paralyzed Mylo, he started whining so much Vander came down and the two of you tried to explain what happened through laughter and tears, your stomach hurt from cackling so hard.
Powder was always a sensitive kid so you tried your best to be gentle with her, but no amount of strength could've helped you hold back your laughter when the girl hissed at you like a cat when she was angry, Vi being used to it told her to cut it out but you were rolling on the floor dying.
Powder is a BEAST at arcade games, she spends hours hunched over the dusty screen strategically smashing the buttons while sticking her tongue out to focus, it's the one thing Vi can't beat her on but you? The both of you will go back and forth for days, desperately fighting for the number 1 spot, Vi got so tired of powder staying up to plan strategies and combos that she ripped the cord out the of the machine.