#dark nico

[ruinix-dark]

Be Good

Relationship: dark bf!Nico x F!Reader

Request details: (1) Could you please do a dark Nico hischier fic I generally don’t mind what it’s about as long as it’s dark and Nico. If so thank you nix; and (2) Can I request for a dark Nico please 🥹

Yes, lovelies. Yes. I blacked out...not too smutty...i think...🤔 Anyway, no proofread...I am passing out--

TW/CW: 18+ MDNI, Smut, Dark, Obsessive, Slight Free Use, Praise + Degradation Kink, Pain Kink, Rough and Unprotected Sex, Squirting, Slight Breeding Kink, Mentions of Choking, Marking, and Consensual Non-Consent.

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Nico loved it when you were acting like a horny and needy whore for him. He loved to ignore you to challenge your patience while he finish making your breakfast. He loved to take some ingredients near your vicinity, subtly and smoothly avoiding you, testing if you were going to be a bad girl after he told you to behave, smirking when you let out the tiniest and sad sigh every time he moved away.

You looked so pathetic and so tiny in his long sleeved shirt with one shoulder slipping over yours, exposing your bruised skin from his rough touches during the night and the nights before. You looked so beautiful with them. A mesh from his bitemarks and kiss marks, and his rough grip around your neck as he choked you to push you higher and higher over your edge, making come so hard that you pushed him over the brink of his orgasm. You looked so innocent when you were really not. You were a greedy little whore that needed to be fucked every night, needed to be filled with his cum, needed to be used until you passed out and until you were brought back awake. So needy. So greedy. So slutty.

Not that it was a problem for him. You were perfect the way you were.

He would use you the way you wanted him. If you wanted it rough, he would be so rough until you were breaking around his cock. If you wanted him gentle, he would fuck you slowly and deeply until you were sobbing from being overwhelmed. If you wanted him mean, he would push you, edging you for so long that you would be begging to come. He would do anything for you and that included teasing you and baiting you to be a bad girl, the opposite of who you were.

Thus, he finally turned, taking the plate full of bacon, eggs, and French toast with him. He finally touched you, nudging your legs open for him. He saw your shudder as your legs pressed on his hips, probably feeling the cum he left in you this morning drip from your pussy. He stared you down, watching your eyes shine in anticipation, scooping up a forkful of eggs.

"Open," he firmly ordered.

Like a good girl you were, you did, parting those pretty lips, looking at him with dream-hazed eyes. You always looked at him like he hung the stars for you—well, he would if he could—like he had not debauched you with his ideas and actions every night and every day. You were always so sweet and pure as you were utterly clueless on how much darker he could be. You had no idea about the lengths he had to go through whenever you come home sobbing and stressed from the job you didn't need to have because you were with him, whenever you go frustrated and angry with your friends who didn't listen or understand you, and whenever you wanted to hide away in your shared apartment. Oh, he had done a lot of clean up. So many threats. So much plans. So many just so you could be happy. And so you could stay as pure as you were.

When you gulped, Nico couldn't stop his smile, saying, "You're such a good girl, aren't you, Schatzi?"

Your legs clenched on his sides again, your breath hitching, your pupils blowing out. You gripped the counter tightly that your knuckles were turning white. "Nico..."

"Ah-ah, you need to eat first." He shook his head, offering you another bite.

"But..." You whined.

"No buts, Schatzi. Be good for me."

That was all it took for you to eat bite after bite, for you to behave and be so pliant that even if he had tugged his shirt further down, almost exposing your tits, you didn't fight or complain.

Always his good girl.

The moment you finished your glass of water, he was kissing you. His hands slipped under your shirt, his rough and calloused hands caressing your skin, ever so slightly scratching you just enough to have you groaning on his tongue. Then he pulled you towards him, grinding you over his clothed hard-on, savoring how his pants felt so wet with your arousal and your mixed cum, controlling your every move like you were only his doll.

You might as well be.

He always took good care of his belongings. That was what you were, wasn't it? His possession. Only his.

Your mewls and trembles got him chuckling as he traced his kisses down your jaw. His one hand curving over your lower back, angling you perfectly so he could tease your clit. While his other moved to put your foot over the counter, spreading you so much wider for him.

"You're so good, Schatzi," he praised, nipping over the red and angry bruise on your pulse. "My good little slut."

"Fuck," you cried, stumbling on that single word.

"My good girl will let me fuck her pussy how I want to, right?" He taunted, knowing how red and raw your sensitive cunt now after all the fucking from last night to this morning. He pushed, "My good girl will take all of my cock in that tight cunt, huh?"

"Yes, Nico. Yes. Pleasepleaseplease," you sobbed, your eyes tearing up when he finally pushed down his pants and slapped his tip on your clit. "Fuck. Please."

You really knew how to rile him up with his need for you.

His blood was boiling as he pushed into your quivering pussy. His ears were ringing. His groan sounded guttural, downright animalistic. You felt so good. Every squeeze, every shake, every quiver had him rolling his eyes in pure pleasure. He would never get tired of how perfectly he fit inside your pussy. When he moved, pulling out until he only had his tip inside you then thrusting back inside in a slow and deliberate drag, he managed to make your walls pulsate in the familiar way of you coming so easily around him in one single fucking thrust.

"That's it, Schatzi. You can come all you want because you finished your breakfast," he appeased in a groan before you could apologize, because he knew you would. "Just let it all out."

He would fuck you on that counter, pounding so deep inside your pussy that he reached the deepest part of you. When you let out a pained yet pleasured whimper for him hitting your cervix, he would changed up the angle of his thrust to get you pliant but only to fuck against it again and again and again. His blunt nails would dug into your skin as he gripped you tightly, creating bruises on top of bruises, giving you the pain you craved. He wouldn't stop fucking you until until you were begging for his cum, until you were coating him in your arousal and cum, until he could feel your pussy shake continuously in an endless orgasm.

"Nico, I can't stop," you breathed, your back arching, your skin glowing, your cheeks wet with fat tears streaming down. "I can't."

"I got you, Schatzi. Just come," he taunted, his hand coming around your throat to force you to keep looking at him. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? You wanted me to fuck you because you're a slut who can't get enough even after I fucked you awake this morning."

You sobbed, your teeth gritting, "I can't."

"My poor sweet girl can't stop coming. So pathetic." He grinned, rolling his hips, causing you gush on him, your body basically melting in his grip. "What a mess."

He pulled you in a rough kiss, your teeth clashing, your tongues messily moving against each other. Then he'd thrust deep inside you, grinding down to torture your clit, as he spilled his hot cum in your fertile pussy. Spurt after spurt. Just like what you wanted as your greedy pussy clenched over and over again.

As he spilled his last drop of cum, he hissed because you kept on coming. It felt torturous but he welcomed it, needing to plug you up with his barely softening cock, so he could finally and hopefully knock you up. So you would never leave him.

If not, then he would need to try again and again.

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[kawhh]

On Nico and manhandling … speak on that 🎤👀 we’ve all seen that one gym video 😤

The gym videos.. he's so yummily big. I don't talk much about Nico but I'm always lurking. Lurking with whore thoughts. Warnings: me.

I think he'd be the most likely to manhandle you. He has the strength. He'd get off on making you a little doll. His little doll to play with, to completely brutalize.

He wouldn't need to tie you up. Wouldn't need to cuff you to make you stay still. He can do it with his body weight alone. He'd have so much fun with it.

Even if you do try and struggle, to push away from the pleasure he's giving you, you wouldn't be able to budge him. Your attempts would be completely laughable.

He might give you an inch, only to then rest all of his weight completely on you, trapping you more.

Shoving your head into the bed with his arm, sticking himself to your back, forcing you down further. The type to fuck you slow and hard, really wanting you to feel the power he has to ruin you. Every thrust making you sob, threatening to rip the bed sheets as you try and find any help.

One of his favourite positions being the full nelson.. how it lets him have complete control over you, even when you shake and scream. Holding you with ease. It's the one time he'll fuck into you at an almost impossible pace, needing to make a mess of his girl.

[elven-aristocrat]

id like us to talk more about how powerful nico is. we see snippets of it in the books but for most of it he is an unruly and angry child. through the books that are out, he does not reach adulthood even remotely.

he has barely had training yet. he has barely lived.

he is such a powerful person. he is a child of the big three and therefore has incredible power. however he is also very strong-willed (or stubborn, depending on how you want to word it). he would not be alive without his will. even when he is severely depressed and mourning bianca, his will remains. his will to get answers, to persevere, to live, to succeed.

he is also described as scary-looking, as intimidating. his gaze could make you move out of his way. and at the oldest in all the books, he is 15 years old. hes barely a teenager. his voice is still cracking. but he is terrifying.

if he had a training regiment or something of the like, he would be ridiculously powerful, cracking the earth open with a flick of his wrist and raising whole armies of the dead without breaking a sweat.

couple this with percy and his abilities and no one stands a chance. percy drawing moisture out from within the earth where nico has split it open and then freezing their opponents in place by taking control of their blood and letting nico's army plow through ranks of paralyzed soldiers.

i need more morally grey/dark pjo content lol. if anyone has any fic rec PLEASE give them to me i beg

[yonemurishiroku]

An Older Nico who comes back to the past after wreaking havoc in his original timeline tho.

The guy's nice. He helps them. He's powerful. He's soft for his younger self and he adores Hazel all the same.

But then they see his sword brimming with godly essences; his aura sometimes turns slightly red at the edges. He has a vial of fire - from Hephaestus' forge, Leo said - that he doused Clytius with. A pair of winged shoes enabled him to cut off Cupid's wings after Young Nico's forced to come out. When he brakes off Jason and Percy's fight, he can redirect Jason's bolts and Percy thinks the pearls that the older man uses to defend against his water are familiar. Maybe he saw it in Poseidon's palace.

They're just gifts, he said. But they don't look like it, especially when Annabeth finds a shatter of her mother's shield amongst the future Nico's possession.

It's only much, much later when they realize that those are the takings of his fight against their godly parents where - or when - the older Nico comes from.

[erenfox]

ive seen posts about dark percy and dark jason but what about

dark little three?

now for some context (cuz that name sounds silly), the little three popularly consists of jason, percy and nico (sometimes thalia, percy and nico but i'll be mostly talking about the boys)

but what if all three boys just one day snap? after dealing with the gods' bs for so long - such as defeating titans and primordial beings for them, saving the world too many times to count, being treated like toys for the gods, losing friends and family just for the sake of justice - percy, nico and jason just lash out in anger?

percy can bloodbend and dehydrate to torture

jason can quite frankly manipulate nerve impulses and air molecules in the body

nico can instantaneously kill and banish literally anyone into hell

they would be unstoppable, undefeatable (let's ignore the big three for now)

and to add on, what if jason and nico manage to convince thalia and hazel respectively to join them as well? just imagine: two children of Hades, two children of Zeus, and one child of Poseidon teaming up and destroying everything?

idk how tf mortals will call that as "natural calamities"

(credits to @goldenqingxin for this idea)

[azerinbouee]

I think Percy is being written so far away from the character since the Demigods and Magicians. And yes that is a hot take but hear me out.

Why is Percy is getting written such as he is careless about his friends? Some guy whose character arc is literal loyalty, does everything that he does in the og books because of it, you are telling me that's how he would act like a normal friend? Like we are talking about the same boy who literally chose the properchy for himself to not let Nico go through such a thing and heaviness. Even though Nico hated his guts. Even after the The Last Olympian, Percy was content with Nico. After that coming out, why is Rick trying to get us feel as Nico and Percy has a strained Relation ship, like Percy is a careless villain. And You are telling me that PERCY GODDESS OF WISDOM TOLD ME THAT LOYALTY WILL BE WHAT FUCKS ME JACKSON would be just oh ok, sure go to Tartarus and be okay, I have a collage to get into in New Rome like..

That is Nico, going after Bob who Percy should have a massive feeling of remorse of after what happened. I get that Percy deserved to live happily with Annabeth and that but That is not who the character was. The character would have tried to go with Nico and Will without thinking. Sure going to Tartarus would be not logical at all, but he would have done that. We would have seen his dilema , internal struggle and being torn apart at Seeing Nico to go there. The boy who he promised himself to protect at all cost after all. Percy should not have been someone that Nico judged for being a bad friend, like Rick maybe just write the character when you get it right again.

Demigods and Magicians Percy was the Percy that I wanted to see after Heroes of Olympus and it was justice to his character after. I loved Percy's attitude in the first book, turning into that scary power filled warrior that protects his camp, friends with an incredible fierceness not making exceptions and , very cautious about New people, with a right amount of the beautiful sarcastic, silly beautiful child we knew. The one that loves Annabeth all over with an higher level that is not very Comprehensive to other. Why is Percy this relaxed especially after what happened to our Jason like seriously, that is supposed to be Percy?

Let Percy be Happy as he deserves, but not by leaving the character behind. That is what made us love Percy so much at the first stage. Percy is, should be an anti hero, not a regular one character that just fucks to some place leaving the camp behind. Thank you for the talk today.

[wise-bluecookies]

Nico: I hate this song

Will: Oh come on, you have to admit it’s catchy

Nico: The bubonic plague was catchy, doesn’t mean it was good

[justonemorechapternicercy]

Percy, without his memories: Who are you? I know you...

Nico, after he overtook Olympus because Hera stole Percy and made him feel lost and amnesiac: You do know me. You are my Queen, and we will rule together.