It was a parental abduction, my mum took me which is a violation of custody. Still bad but not like. The worst. I was 3 the first time, 5 the second, was missing for like a year combined. The second time was way more extreme bc my mum got found in Ireland and she decided to run to Scotland and so I had a fake name for a while there. It was wild shit.
We see Apollo, his dad, fall to Earth. And all of the confidence and great stories were a lie. Apollo built himself up in a fake-it-till-you-make-it manner. Hell, he even mentally calls Will out for looking calm but knowing just what is boiling under his skin.
Will is shouldering not just being a halfblood, but he is a medic and that means he has to worry about other’s lives too. That’s scary.
And no matter what he’s going through, he has to stay cheerful. He has to be the Good Sun Child. He can’t break character because people are relying on him, his cabin, his friends, and the whole camp. He can’t afford to take a day off because he’s having a hard time. And where can go? If everyone comes to -him- for help, where can –he– go for help?
Imagine his admiration and, maybe even a little envy, at Nico. Who feels his emotions so rawely and true. He doesn’t hide how he’s feeling. And he’s so strong. He’s strong because unlike everyone else who is trying to hide from the shadows in the light, Nico walks directly into the shadows and stands facing them. Aside from Nico’s sexuality, there has been no fear no monster that could stand when Nico turned to face it. He’s so brave and strong and stubborn, but so real.
And Nico, The sweet Underworld child, He gets death the same way Will is forced to. As a doctor, a medic, a Sun child, Will has had to accept death because it’s so much a part of his work. And where he can’t turn to others, not without scaring them by reminding them of mortality, there is Nico.
Wonderful Nico who won’t squirm hearing about what happened in the infirmary that day. Dear, blessed, beautiful Nico, who can sense when someone has died on Will when he just walks in the room. Nico, who guides the deceased home, also guides Will home.
And yes, Will is happy. He is cheerful. Sunshine runs through his veins. No amount of death could take that from him. In the same way he can’t take sadness from Nico. But that doesn’t mean Nico doesn’t have happiness, anymore than will doesn’t have sadness.
And Will himself feels so much anger and pain when he hears people talk about them. He hates the way everyone discredits Hades’ child. They think of him as some charity case, that Will is doing a service to that poor boy in black.
Sometimes Will marches right up to the gossipers and begins to yell. How dare they? They have no idea just what Nico brings to the relationship. Do they not know that if anyone needs the other more it is him, Will. How fucking dare they devalue him like that, because, what?, he’s the son of Hades? So he has nothing to give people?
And he’ll yell until he’s crying hot, angry tears, until he can’t even speak, until he can only stamp his foot and charge off.
Because he’s seen Nico cry.
He’s watched him sob when he thinks Will can’t see him. He’s heard the apologies to Apollo for burdening his son. He’s heard his rage at his own father for making him, for what can he possibly do for other people? For Will?
He’s watched the person he loves feel ashamed for being loved by him. He’s watched him grow ever more insecure about himself.
He still aches from the latest episode of Nico trying to himself out of existance.
With Nico, he can be himself. He can hang up the sunshine when he doesn’t want it to rise that day. He can find solace in someone who understands the kind of work he does, and what he deals with. Nico is so valuable. Beyond measure. And Will needs people to see that.
theprincessesofloveandseareplied to yourpost:Peter, what's it like to be in Disneyworld or Disneyland, along with your archenemy, Hook?
" I can’t believe they make you stand next to him…But hey at least you can walk. I’m stuck in a clam all day >__>"
"Don't worry, Ariel! One day, I'll get you a hot tub and pull you around on a skateboard, so you can go wherever you want! Well, either that, or I can get you a giant fish tank!"
When I was a squirt I thought there was three different ways to think - the thinking you can hear - the thinking you feel - and the thinking you don't know you are thinking in till you rethink it
