#p:nico

[a-tail-for-me-blog]

Sun Goes Down || Nico & Am

Am chewed the cherry that came with his drink, for once relieved that Si wasn’t working tonight. On the off chance that Nico did stop by, he didn’t want to draw his brother’s attention. He brought his Manhattan to his lips and took a sip, looking around the bar and trying to convince himself he wasn’t looking for anyone in particular. 

He brought his hand up in front of his face, noting that he needed to repaint his nails. The dark blue paint was chipping, and Am was nothing if not well put together. Aunt Sarah taught them that. Appearances were everything. So long as you could make people believe everything was fine, it didn’t matter what was going on beneath the surface. Beneath Am’s surface was a riptide of emotions, almost all concerning his brother. 

Am twisted one of his rings back around, his thumb wiping over the black stone. He often considered what Aunt Sarah would say if she could see Si and Am now. She would hate that Si studied art, and hate that he was attempting to reconnect with his heritage. She would hate everything, as she always had. He dropped his hand back to the table, stroking the stem of the second Manhattan cocktail he’d bought in the hope that Nico would stop by. Still, it saved him getting up again when he did eventually need a second. 

@child-of-the--underworld

[britt-rych-blog]

La muchacha tenía todo lo necesario: sandwiches, chocolate, coca cola y algún bollo, lo necesario para su comida con Nico. Este le había llamado histérico, preguntándole si podrían verse pues algo importante tenía que contarle. La muchacha, entre la espada y la pared, accedió a comer con el italiano, pues en la tarde debía irse con Rhea a Londres ya que su vuelo a París despegaba entonces. Había pasado por la cafetería del centro y había comprado todo aquello, quedando después con el joven en el lugar más alejado de los centros escolares. Profundizando entre lo jardines para llegar a una esquina donde se encontraba una pequeña plaza junto a una gran roca que funcionaba de asiento, donde había conocido a Gerhard. Solía ir allí pues podía colocarse sus cascos, escuchar obras de Clint Mansell y bailar su estilo favorito sin molestia alguna. Así que si, aquel era su sitio. Brittany le había dado unas explicaciones bastante claras de como llegar al lugar, aunque dudaba que él fuera capaz de seguirlas. No porque lo viera un estúpido, sino porque le conoció mientras él caía, lo que dejaba bastante claro que era algo torpe. Así, se sentó en la gran roca a espera de su amigo, recordando bailes y canciones que en el conservatorio hubo aprendido. Saliendo de sus pensamientos finalmente, divisó al hombre llegando al lugar — ¡ Nico ! —. Se tomó la libertad de gritar, esperando a que este le alcanzara — ¿ Qué tal, mujercita ? —. Bromeó cuando este llegó, sonriendo y acercándose para darle un abrazo. ( @nicxsabelli )

[pipermonroe-blog]

Eavesdropping | Piper & Nico

Piper annoyingly got out of bed at the crack of dawn considering her father was begging for her to get him and his wife coffee. It’s an excuse to leave the house, she thought. She sluggishly rolled out of bed and put her hair up in a bun, quickly jumping down the steps and running out the door. 

Although Piper was matured for her age, she was still a teenage girl and she didn’t want people to see the way she looked right as she was becoming alive again. She decided to take the back entrance of the coffee shop and suddenly heard someone stirring. “Damn” she murmured under her breath. She rolled her eyes and continued until she heard who was talking. Nico? She thought and furrowed her eyebrows. He sounded...pissed. Piper didn’t want to disrupt his phone call until she heard something about a “pack” it heightened her journalistic interests so she hid behind the corner of the shop and picked up whatever she could hear. 

@nico-daimen

[austinknightrp]

Shopping Is For Boys Also || Nico/Austin

Austin started getting ready for his shopping day with Nico thirty minutes before four. The blonde was excited to get out of the hotel and hang out with other people that weren't his bandmates, though he really hoped that Nico was joking about making him buy lingerie. That would be pretty humiliating and he didn't want to be seen in a lingerie shop. When he was ready Austin quickly walked to his car, making sure no one was following him. He drove to Nico's trailer, still thinking about the lingerie. When he was outside the trailer he got out and knocked softly on the door.

[natsumi-hayashi]

Search & Destroy » Natsumi, Nico & Aliya.

Evening was hitting New York, clouding over the Sun and dampening the city as the light faded away behind the tall buildings. There was something about dusk that pleased her: the promise of darkness, or the realization that the brightest of days would always fall into darker times.

She was still relatively new to the mission she had been thrown into yet easily assimilated herself with all the information given to her. Her orders as stated was to find her target and eliminate then, she considered it as simple child's play.

Natsumi had been tracking the geneticist since the end of his speech at the New York Hall of Science. This man, William Sanders, had a reputation of shedding a bad light on post-humans whenever it came to his presentations. Of course most of his "scientific facts" had materialized from his own hostility against them. Put a man in a white lab coat and people would believe anything that came out of their mouth.

She kept a steady distance as she trailed behind the man, easily noticeable with the squealing delights emanating from a young boy swinging on his shoulders. Both his wife and son had come in support on an important day for him, a shame she thought, they'd fall victims to her stunt as well. With an asset like his little boy she would have expected a family man like him to do as little as possible to provoke her kind.

As they neared the crosswalk she readied herself, his fate would be met by the oncoming truck at the other end of the street. One flick of the wrist and it would be sent swerving his way, resulting in what witnesses were sure to confirm as a tragic "accident."

[milo-ryan-blog]

(safe) || milo & nico

Milo sighed, shouldering his bag and heading out of his last class of the day, rolling his shoulders to rid himself of the tension that always seeped into his muscles whenever he was writing notes for long periods of time.  So far he was doing alright in keeping up with everyone else in his classes, especially those that had been at Durmstrang for their entire schooling career.  Even so, he still felt awkward going back to his room at night, where his roommates would studiously ignore him because of his blood status, and he could even feel some of the other students staring at him in the hallway between classes.  All in all, though, no one had come up to him about it that hadn't been at least polite about him being a muggleborn.  

That all changed very quickly though, when an older-looking student stepped out in front of Milo, stopping the boy in his tracks with a glare.  Milo sighed, before turning around to try and go a different way, but another student was already there to stop him.  He glanced back and forth between the two, one hand gripping the strap of his bag so tightly his knuckles were white, frowning in confusion.  The next words out of the first male's mouth cleared that all up, however, at the same time they sent a cold bolt of fear through Milo.  

"Filthy mudblood."  The insult was spat at him with enough vitriol to make him flinch and step back towards the wall of the corridor.  Both men stepped up to follow him as he backed up, one of them smiling cruelly at him as they did.  "What makes you think you belong here?"  That insult knocked a gasp out of Milo, eyes going wide and blood running cold.  Even though he knew he had the right to be at Durmstrang the same as anyone else, he'd always been terrified of rejection, a fear that was apparently getting thrown in his face by two older students who hated him for his blood.  Milo pressed himself against the wall as the two crowded close, screwing his eyes shut and bracing himself for whatever would come next.

[sweetromenpotts]

Trouble || Romen & Nico

Romen sat at the edge of her bed with her hands covering her face, she couldn't believe she had actually accepted going with Nico, what was she even thinking? Hearing about Nico from Theo had been more than enough, but ever since that time she had accidentally opened the wrong door... the image had stayed forever in her mind, every time she thought of Nico all she could see was that horrible scene... after a while she had started to fear him and Megan in a way she could not describe. She wasn't even sure what she feared, but she definitely did not want to spend a little more time with him just to figure it out.

She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to calm herself down... she should've told David, she should've just told him she did not like him and let him beat him up, just to make it clear that he should not get any closer to her. But why didn't she? Maybe he just needed more reasons... or maybe she just hoped he really wasn't the boy he had seen the other day. after a couple of minutes she finally stood up and smoothed down her soft blond hair that probably looked terrible, put on a white cardigan and waited for Nico. 

Her mind wandered off to many places as she waited, but she failed miserably at trying to distract herself, every single time she heard the smallest of the sounds coming from the corridor she freaked out a little. "This is not going to end good for me" She thought as she stared at the door. The only thing that kept her from calling her brother and telling Nico to leave her alone was that there was something in the way he acted that was almost as if he didn't recognize her at all. And she really hoped he didn't.