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#nico di angelo is a simp
kazucee · 2 years
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Solangelo Hcs cuz I miss them.
-Nico hates swallowing pills. Like despises it, It's always ends up with Will restling him to get him to take his vitamins.
-Their first date was in an art museum. But it's not the typical aesthetic art date you'd imagine. No they spent the entire day sitting on one bench inside the air-conditioned room smelling of old paint (yes they have McDonald's) and just talked about anything and everything. Art be damned.
-Will placed a small sun sticker on the hilt of Nico's Stygian iron, and it's been there ever since.
-They both learned sign language for fun one day, and now uses it when they want to communicate but don't want anyone else understanding them.
-Nico almost fainted when he saw Wills sun tattoo.
-Will once gave Nico the same exact t-shirt he wore in boo, saying "it suits it" earning a glare from Nico. He still kept it.
-Will can play the pan pipe. Nico can play the Kalimba.
-Nico taught Will how to make flower crowns. Will never lets him live it down (he actually loves that skill Nico had very much)
-once when they were both bored, Nico drew all the names of the mythomagic cards on Wills arms, Will did the same but it's scientific names of random stuff (they both used permanent markers and suffered dearly)
-Nico likes Wills Doctor hands and will take every opportunity to caress and hold it.
-As a prank, Nico once connected all the freckles on Wills face (with the help of s siblings) (yes will was sleeping)
-Will leant one of his doctor lab coats to Nico and now Nico refuses to give it back
-their version of I love you is "stay safe" and "come back to me"
-Will is the type to hyper fixate on one song for weeks, while Nico immediately moves on to the next
-they share a joint Spotify playlist.
-insults = ily
-Will has the periodic table pinned on Nico's cabin walls.
-they both are good at painting. They often paint each other whenever they're bored
These were fun to make!! I'll make a part 2 when I come up with more cute stuff eueueue.
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mediumgayitalian · 2 months
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“You have horrible taste.”
Will shoots him an exasperated look. “I know,” he says, shoving a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth before speaking because he’s disgusting, “just look at the company I keep. Revolting.”
Nico kicks him in the shin. He dodges, laughing through the pain when he slams his knee against the rickety table in his attempt to flinch away. Nico smiles, satisfied.
“That’s what you get for being a basic bitch.”
“That is not what I get for being a basic bitch! That’s what I get for falling for the biggest grouch at camp!”
Despite himself, Nico flushes, ears going as red as the plastic spoon hanging out of his boyfriend’s mouth. He busies himself with his cone, looking anywhere but at bright blue eyes and a wide, teasing smirk.
“I can’t believe I let myself be seen with you.”
“…Baby.”
Nico shivers involuntarily at the sugar-sweet rumble of Will’s voice, the dragging twang and dropped octave. He meets Will’s eyes like his head was dragged upright with a magnet, melting faster than his ice cream at the heated look he finds there.”
“What,” he manages, well aware his voice cracks and choosing to ignore it. It’s one thing to die of mortification, it’s a whole other thing to go without any dignity at all. He will not be so weak to one godsdamn pet name — he’s the Ghost King.
(Even if the pet name is accompanied by a warm hand on his wrist and fanning gold eyelashes.)
(He has standards.)
(And a reputation!)
(…Gods, though.)
(Will looks good in a tank top.)
“Nothin’,” Will says, holding his hands up in false surrender, “I jus’ think it’s real funny —” he sets down his ice cream, patting his face with a napkin — “that you put on this whole grouch an’ grumble routine, darlin’ —” his voice drops low to a whisper, and Nico leans forward without meaning to, slowly meeting him across the sticky table —“‘cause anyone with eyes can see —” he tilts his face and Nico inhales sharply, lips barely brushing his with every word — “how far-gone badly you are for me.”
“Gods, you’re full of yourself,” Nico gasps, and lets the ice cream fall from his hands and splat on the table as he busies them with sliding into Will’s hair, yanking him close, and proving him absolutely, undoubtedly right.
He tastes like vanilla.
Nico doesn’t mind so much, this way.
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nandsmi · 1 year
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I've been writing and reading fanfics where Nico is so madly in love with Will, enchanted, desperate for his boyfriend, and is so strange to see people's reactions to TSATS, things like "omg, Nico is showing emotions!" or "Nico loves Will *surprised noises*" because...
Yeah, that's Nico. He is in love. He's dumb for his boyfriend. THAT BOY INVENTED LOVE JUST FOR HIS CURLY HAIR BOYFRIEND. his perfect gorgeous lovely boyfriend and he shouldn't be kissing him all the time? Hugging him? Holding his beautiful hands and never let it go?
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wild-flowerhoney · 4 months
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need more jasico fics where jason is a simp and everyone just kinda. stares at him making an absolute fool of himself to make nico notice him
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thecinnamonr0ll · 2 months
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*Will attempting to flirt with Nico (and failing miserably but Nico still likes him?)*
Percy: *Gives Annabeth 20$* I was so sure Nico would make the first move
Annabeth: That’s why I’m the daughter of Athena, Seaweed brain
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pjo-worshipper · 1 year
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thinkingjasico · 2 months
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Concept for Jason/Nico high school AU: everyone expects Jason to play American Football because of course and he gets hounded about it and decides to join the cheer team in spite. It makes his dad so angry. Nico actually is on the football team as a kicker (he used to play soccer/normal football and tried out for this as a gag but was actually very good) so he sees Jason at games and thinks he's really cute. They start chatting at games and flirt shamelessly, their teammates can't stand how cute they are. Nico doesn't understand how he went from nerd to on the football team trying to date a cheerleader.
Thanks for giving me this brain rot lol 💜
I have the biggest smile on my face rn THEY ARE TOO CUTE OMFG!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭 I'm so glad I gave you this brain rot, my life mission is to bring people to jasico.
And I love cheerleader jason/football player Nico sm!!!! We need art of this, we really really need it.
Just imagine Jason painting Nico's number on his cheek for game days when they start dating 😭 Nico wearing a bracelete Jason made him for good luck 😭 Nico running to him and kissing him when they make a point in the game (is it a goal? Idk kkkkk) 😭
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yonemurishiroku · 1 year
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something something Jason and Nico spar and it gets all hyped up. Jason is the son of the storm god but somehow it’s Nico whose slashes rain down like a downpour and movements was just a dark blur across Jason’s vision, wind-like, fleeting. And then he’s grinning. Not a normal one. Nico’s grinning like a mad man who’s enjoying cornering his prey, teeth flashing and eyes ablaze - as if the very idea of hanging Jason’s life on the tip of his sword excites the child of Death inside him. 
Jason had never seen Nico like that.
It’s doing... something to him.
He’s on the floor before he can blink.
Nico looks at him from where he’s pointing his sword at Jason’s neck, frowning in disappointment. “What’s wrong? You seem distracted?”
Jason only laughes and compliments him. 
He absolutely cannot tell Nico he got turned on in middle of their match.
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murasaki-cha · 1 year
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TSATS SPOILER///
Nico every 5 minutes: Will is the hottest man I've seen in my life
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avaetin · 5 months
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Record 01: Christmas Day, 25th December 20XX - Chapter 2
Pairings: Primordial God! Chronos/Ananke! Nico di Angelo
Rating: T
Chapter Summary:
“I want to open mine too,” Percy complained, his hands twitching at his sides as he looked at the gift pile. “They’re not the only ones cold,” Jason mumbled underneath his breath. “You get to open yours like everyone else - at Dr. Claymore’s,” Nico firmly denied them. “Annabeth, Piper and Frank can’t attend the party later, so they’re getting theirs early.” Jason and Percy were well-aware of that. Still though… “Ahhh… it’s so soft and so comfortable! It’s like getting a personal hug from Nico,” Piper exclaimed as she wrapped her scarf around her shoulders and playfully snuggled in it. It took everything to suppress the bubbling laughter in her throat as Percy and Jason gave her aggrieved looks. “Best scarf I’ve ever owned.”
{READ CHAPTER 2 AT ARCHIVEOFOUROWN}
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ladynicte · 1 year
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Still obsessed with Nico literally making Percy a shirt though.
Like that must have taken a good while to make, and to top it all off he even personally designed it and adorned it himself with a personal inside joke plus the Mythomagic cards that's so cute
Was he at the underworld requesting a sewing machine, did he have to remake it at some point, or is he just that good at sewing, when did he learn to make that kinda thing.
Don't ever tell me Nico doesn't like Percy that much, kid really out here making him clothes for free just because
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kazucee · 2 years
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Guys wdym? Nico Di Angelo brain rots about solangelo even more than solangelo fans do.
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mediumgayitalian · 3 months
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“Oh, come on, there’s just —” Will blows an errant curl from out of his eyes, cheeks red with exertion, balancing nimbly on his feet to put both hands on his hips. “There’s no way, Nico.”
Nico, not blessed with such balance, has to hold all footholds with all limbs, staring warily at the lava wall’s snake holes.
“What? I’m just not as good as you.”
Will flops his right arm outwards, narrowly avoiding smacking it against the rock. “But you are!”
Nico shifts his wary gaze from the snake holes to Will’s rope harness. Is it tight enough? It better be tight enough. Will is putting a lot of faith in it, right now.
“You scaled those cliffs in — in the place —” he trips, still, over the pit, on the odd time he mentions it, and it always makes Nico wince — “like it was nothing! And whenever Percy visits and challenges you you’re suddenly the lava wall expert!” He turns stern blue eyes to face Nico’s head-on. “Not buying it, di Angelo!”
A gush of lava forces him to resume climbing, but there’s an aggression to his movements — a specific, stiff, curated aggression, that Nico has learned means anxiety in people known as William Andrew Solace. That, and coupled with the rapid muttering which, in between the roar of molten stone, Nico believes is a a repetition of “dumbass” “always tryna act a goddamn fool” and “I’m gonna kill him before he sends me into cardiac arrest again”, interspersed with random swears in English, Latin, Ancient Greek, and also — gods — Klingon.
“Will.”
Will ignores him, scampering the last few feet up the wall and slapping the top before relaying down. Nico sighs, following him (albeit significantly slower).
“Will.”
“You’re hiding something from me.” He practically rips the harness off his body — do not think about that do not think about that do not think about that — and shoves it on the hook so hard it damn near snaps off. The look he levels in Nico’s direction practically turns him to stone, it’s so frigid, and he has to resist a shiver. “I can tell.”
It takes a good amount of pushing to make Will all testy like this. Sure, his buttons are easy to push, but most of that is for show. He likes to be dramatic. (Especially because he knows Nico will indulge him, more than anyone else ever has. He relishes in it, Nico thinks; he likes that Nico will watch his productions. An Apollo kid through and through.) He’s not usually one to show his genuine frustration.
But, hoo, boy, when he is frustrated.
Nico has a bad, bad habit of making it worse.
(As if it’s his fault that Will’s hot when he’s mad.)
“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” Nico says, forcibly lightly. He sticks his hand out defiantly. “Check me, why don’t you? Not hiding anything.”
He really isn’t. No injuries, no illness, hell, he’s not even tired. Had a full three meals and everything. Even his perpetually achey joints aren’t bad today.
All of this, obviously, is communicated when Will touches him, squinting suspiciously at their joined hands.
“You’re heart rate is high,” he mutters petulantly.
Nico looks at him patiently. “That’s ‘cause my smokeshow boyfriend is holding my hand.”
Grumpy as he’s trying to be, his ears redden. A smile twitches at the corner of his mouth.
“Shut up.”
Nico grins, pulling his hand up to his mouth and pressing a kiss to the knuckles.
“No.”
“Whatever,” Will says, snatching his hand back. His smile spreads widely across his face, now, and he looks away, as pleased as he is exasperated. “You’re still being a weirdo. I should not be so far ahead of you on the wall, Neeks.”
Success — back to nicknames. Crisis averted.
“Have you considered that you’re the camp-wide record holder for a reason, you spider monkey?”
“Still!”
“Yeah, yeah.” Nico gets up on his tiptoes, pressing a lingering kiss to the bridge of his freckled nose. “Stop worrying about me, Solace. I’m fine. Burn off some steam, I’ll watch.”
Will huffs. “Fine. But I’ll find out, y’hear me? Truth can’t hide from me for long.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
He watches as Will suits back up, helping him with his more complicated straps (because Nico was raised to be a gentleman, obviously, why else) and shooing him away when he opens his mouth for more interrogations. He switches to sticking out his tongue, and after a moment of hesitation, bounds back over to his first true love — being a big nerdy jock dork.
Nico settles on the grass several feet away from the wall, pretending to clean his sword. After a few minutes, he hears footsteps, and two people sit next to him on either side.
“So,” says Lou Ellen, ignoring Nico’s suspicious look as she tosses a glowing ball of something around, “how come you’re not climbing?”
Nico shrugs. “Only so many times you can climb before it gets boring.”
On his other side, Cecil makes a loud buzzer sound.
“Nope! Wrong answer. Try again.”
Nico is a dignified grownup who refuses to stoop down to Cecil’s level by responding. Instead, he reaches over and pokes him in his ridiculously sensitive ribs, hard, sending him sprawling with a screech.
“Shut up,” he says mildly, as his friend flails. “I’m trying to be a supportive boyfriend, and I can’t do that with all your whining.”
Will has, in the ten minutes since he started, made it halfway up the wall. He seems to have it programmed to the Super Extra Mega Evil Insane mode that the Athena and Ares kids invented just for him, since he smoked all the other levels. He dodges a shot of lava with a laugh, throwing himself to the side and hanging on with three fingers and one scuffed sneaker poised on the tiniest sliver of rock. His attention is broken when Lou Ellen sticks her face right in Nico’s field of vision, tracing Nico’s eyeline with narrowed eyes.
“Ah,” she nods knowingly. “You’re staring at his ass.”
Nico falters, damn near slicing his own fingers off. “No idea what you’re talking about,” he says blithely. He gestures without looking at his sword. “I’m busy, see?”
She scoffs. “Real busy. That’s why you almost just did emergency surgery on yourself.”
“Exactly.”
Will pushes up a foot, shifting his hips and launching himself upwards. He makes a little shout of victory, plastering himself to the wall to keep balance, every muscle tensed.
From his place on the floor, Cecil makes an appreciative noise. “He does have a nice ass. Can’t blame you for looking.”
Nico frowns. “Hey. Stop objectifying my boyfriend.” He reaches out and smacks a hand over Cecil’s eyes. “That’s my job.”
“You guys are ridiculous.”
Nico reaches over and puts a hand over her eyes, too, ‘cause there’s no missing where they’re pointed.
“Shut up or I’ll literally put shadows into your retinae and blind you forever,” Nico threatens. (Is this a thing he can do? No. Do his friends know this? Also no.)
“You’re a dictator!” Cecil protests.
“Depriving us of basic human rights!” Lou Ellen agrees.
Nico shrugs. He glances back up the the climbing wall, where he has a very perfect view — and a great reason to never even try to climb faster than Will does. He grins.
“Too bad for you guys.”
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gutsybitsies · 1 year
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i cant ship p*rcico bc percy is a simp and nico is a simp, and their simp energies are too different to meld together. percy needs to be with someone who can boss him around and nico needs someone who is okay with ominous signs of affection
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will-solace-aaaaa · 3 months
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I'm here to tell yall😞😞😞 Will Solace simps for Inaki Godoy🤭🤭🤭 HES SO PERFECT THO WTF LIKE MARRY ME PLEASE
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hyperfocuscentre · 2 years
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i take your lesbian bianca, add a little bit of extra spice and hand you aromantic lesbian bianca.
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