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cabin 13 (son of hades). the black parade enthusiast. italian/english speaker. 15 years old. he/him. ptsd-depression. gay.
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@ghostking-nic0
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ⠀ I'm Nico di Angelo. ⠀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨⠀
cabin 13 (son of hades). the black parade enthusiast. italian/english speaker. 15 years old. he/him. ptsd-depression. gay.
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The shoes that Nico wears into battle while actively beating the shit out of everyone
@ghostking-nic0 @ghostkin9nico @ghosting1313 @ghostking013 @nico-a-rabbit chat myth confirmed?
That's. Not. True.
proof?
You have to believe me.
Are you sure, your highness? I swore I saw you practicing in these one time in Hades' courtyard.
guys he has more
@nico-a-rabbit @ghostking-nic0 @ghostkin9nico @ghosting1313 @ghostking013
This one is pretty actually. Sad I don't have it.
why does everybody hate me [remembers my behaviour and personality] why dont they hate me more
I love my sisters.
Nico sat at his desk in the Hades cabin, picking up the small diary he kept tucked away in a drawer as hidden as possible. He didn't believe any of his sisters would touch it, but he also didn't want his secrets to be so exposed.
He usually wrote about how he felt, and most of the time it involved Bianca.
Since becoming a Hunter of Artemis, Bianca hadn't been to camp, which made Nico sad.
Obviously, he respected his sister's choice, but he was afraid he would lose another important person, and Bianca was the only one who understood who he truly was.
With that, he picked up a pen (which had lost its cap) and began writing on new sheet of paper, ignoring the previous scribbles:
"Bianca,
I'm writing this because I miss you.
The camp is very noisy, and your absence only makes things harder. I don't know how to go on in the middle of all this without hearing your laughter, your advice, your voice, and without feeling the touch of your hand on my hair when everything seems to be going wrong.
I miss when we were just kids playing mythomagic in our living room while our mother cooked dinner. Back then, we didn't have to worry about survival all the time. For a moment, I remember what it was like not to live in a state of constant alert.
I've been thinking about you a lot, more than I'd like to admit. Even though I've made new friends now, you are and always will be the person I trust most in my whole life.
Please, never forget me. Never forget that, even when the world seems upside down, you have me. Your brother is waiting for you at camp. I'll always be here, Bianca. Always.
With love,
Nico."
As soon as he finished writing, Nico removed the page from his diary and carefully put it back in the drawer.
He enveloped the letter and ran to Mellie, the wind nymph, asking her to make sure the letter reached Bianca, no matter where she was.
@ghostking-nic0
Bianca sat with Nico’s letter by her feet so she could cross reference, reading the sentences over and over to make sure she latched onto every word. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to see Nico. Just because she wanted more of a life of her own, doesn’t mean she wanted him out of it completely. If she didn’t trust Camp Half-blood, she wouldn’t have even taken the opportunity. Still, Bianca understood her brother’s fear. It caused a slight guilt to poke into her mind.
Bianca wished she could visit already but so much demanded her attention. It was weird, to be focused on her own actions. Like always, she repressed the feelings. She thought about how she was glad she got the time to read the letter and reply at least. She thought about how grateful she was she could be in a place that took away her demanding feelings. She needed to focus.
“Nico,
I am getting this reply to you as soon as I can.
I know being in a new place is hard. I wish I could split my presence in half. To dip my toes in multiple waters would be a freeing sensation. Unfortunately, I can not. That doesn’t mean we are trapped and unable to share the stories of our own streams. Even when we are not face to face, I am there. You are much stronger than you think.
I could never forget you. You are my brother and my best friend. You deserve to make many new friends and enjoy it there. You will always be important even when we are not side by side. I will always think of you.
Warmest regards,
Bianca.
P.S. I realized I should tell you about my time here. I am getting the hang of things very fast. It feels like so little and so much at the same time. Have you ever felt that way? Not good to dwell on, probably. I can’t wait to see you all again. “
After she was satisfied with how her words were presented, Bianca placed the letter in an envelope, thinking about how she needed to make sure she carried more, and sent it to Camp Half-Blood.
When the letter arrived for Nico, he felt an immediate relief.
He held the envelope Chiron handed him with both hands, unsure of what to expect from its contents, but if Bianca had written it, it meant she was alright, or at least that's what he hoped.
He rushed to his cabin, sitting down at his desk again, opening the package delicately so as not to tear any of his sister's handwriting.
When he finally opened it, a smile spread across his face. It was Bianca. The way she wrote, the placement of the words, the delicate handwriting, and the way the words flowed on the paper were confirmation of that.
He read and reread the letter several times, almost as if he could hear his sister's voice reciting those words in his ear. Nico's expression softened, and he read a letter one last time before beginning to write his own.
"Bianca,
Thank you for saying those things.
Sometimes I forget that I can also try every day, even though Mr. D makes a point of reminding me of that in all our therapy sessions. Sometimes, Bianca, I forget that I've also been through many things and in the end, I'm still alive and writing this letter to you.
When you say you're here, even if not physically, I can feel it in the way you write, in the way the curve of your cursive handwriting seems to form a small wave. I'll never forget when you used to write words to help me learn to read. The first one was "salsa," do you remember?
Anyway, you're right. I should share something about what I've been experiencing here too, even though I don't have anything exceptionally interesting to tell you other than that some children from Ares are digging around my cabin. I don't know why or for what purpose, but they seem to have a very pertinent reason for doing it.
To be more sentimental, you know I am dating Will, right?
These past few days, we've finally been able to enjoy a real date. I thought it would never be like this. I never imagined I'd have a boyfriend, much less that he'd be a son of Apollo. Ironic, isn't it?
We didn't do much. We went to the beach, stole a few things from the pavilion, and chatted. Even so, it was the best day of my life. I can finally feel at peace, Bianca. Will helps me with that.
I just want you to remember that you're strong too and that you have your whole life ahead of you. I'm glad you're getting used to the daily life of a Hunter; I never doubted you could do it. I can't imagine how hard it must be, but you're the most amazing sister in the world, so I always knew you'd do well wherever you are.
Don't forget that you're human too, and don't let the world dictate things for you. Drink water, rest, and eat properly.
I love you.
Take care,
Nico."
i cannot kill myself because there is music
procrastinator and perfectionist call that uh… suicidal
you guys really need to drink water. not me though i am exempt
I am in a really weird point in my life if U can't tell
where are my headphones I can’t see without my headphones
if you ignore my depression im a really happy person btw
i’ve gone back into my cage cuz i was doing much better in my cage actually
Frank Iero’s cover for Kerrang! (Issue #1638), 24 September 2016, p. 18-25 + cover.
Ph: Andy Ford, Paul Harries.
My scans. Find on X.
Voglio scomparire, ma voglio anche vivere.
Nico was training with his sword in the arena, hitting some wooden soldiers, when he spotted his sister, Printer, on the horizon. Her brown hair shone in the sunlight, matching her eyes of the same color.
Nico was sweating from the heat and the excessive physical activity, dropping his sword to the ground as soon as he saw his sister.
"Printer," he said, panting, resting his hands on his knees in an almost failed attempt to steady himself. "Shouldn't you be at school?" he asked, straightening his posture and beginning to tie his remaining hair into a small bun.
She smiles softly “ Nico ! “
she kisses her brother on both cheeks in a manner of greeting “ I actually finished a few hours back thought I’d come by i have time until night on Sunday “
She looks around “ you know I honestly love camp even if I’m not here everyday. It’s got its comfort “
Passes a bottle of batter “ here take it you need it “
Nico hugs his sister back, looking at her, capturing how beautiful she is. "That's good. It's always great to have you there." Nico says, passing a hand through her brown hair. "You have your stuff to do, I know you love it here. To be honest, I do love to be here too." He looks at the "dead" soldiers with a smile on his face. "It feels like home sometimes."
Nico grabs the bottle, takes a sip of water and regulates his breathing before talking again. "You look beautiful today. The way you do your hair is amazing." He says, softly. "How was school these days? Anything weird happening? I mean, we are demigods, it's almost impossible for us to not get into awkward situations." Nico laughs, walking to the exit of the arena when he hears the campers approaching. He isn't really a big fan of crowded places. "Let's sit below the trees."
“ honestly homes not the setting .. it’s the feeling or people “ she smiles soaking in the area
“ awh your to sweet im really not. I like your outfit “
“Eh same old school being overwhelmed. I know right ! We js get held within em “
She isn’t a fan too “ oh you read my mind “
"Don't be so rude to yourself, Printer." He guides both of them to the trees, sitting below one of them. "School can be really tough. When I used to study, I skipped most of my classes. The kids weren't really kind to me, mostly because I was the gay awkward guy. Are they still that mean?" He asks, almost expecting a negative response. Nico is trying to be more positive about the world.
“ guess its how ive always been neeks” she follows
“ it is . Im sorry they did that Nico id do anything if i was there .
She pauses looking forward “ Yup they’re worser and stupider before .. they don’t understand they just go on with their life .”
She scoffs “ they’re idiots who hate anyone for their sexuality, religion, belief etc . I don’t hate em I don’t hate anyone I just wish they’d try to respect others”
"I know you would. It's okay, I'm getting better." He smiles. "I'm glad that you can see that they're saying mean things and that you don't agree with that." He says, softly. "My sisters are everything to me." Nico runs his hand over the grass. "I owe everything to you." He looks forward. "But what about the subjects? When I was younger, I used to like mathematics."
“ I’m proud of you I genuinely am” she smiles a hidden smile
“ Me too ever since I was little I didn’t understand it until now but I always thought it was wrong” her eyes soften
“ My siblings are everything too . Nico I owe you more”
she looks at the ground “They’re ok . I like English and history and Spanish . Don’t have a favorite tho . Had an assembly where my head teacher was talking about pride month and I hope they do something”
"You don't owe anything to me, Printer." He puts a hand on her shoulder. "Oh, so you enjoy learning spanish? Say something in spanish to me." He smiles. "I used to have English classes as a kid, they helped me a lot when I moved to the United States."
Nico holds his knees close to his chest. "Pride month... I think Chiron said something about celebrating it at the camp. I don't know how schools deal with it, though. Some kids may make it complicated."