Been reading about 1930's Italy for a fic then something something back then, boys Nico's age were trained to become soldiers, pledge their loyalty and all that.
It got me to thinking that MAYBE part of the reason why Nico likes Mythomagic so much is because something in him remembers how it felt to strategize and to win. Something like the thrill of observing and finding your enemies' weak points and knowing exactly when and where and how to attack.
You were tending to his injuries, but it seems that his body was tempting to admire... | Muichiro Tokito x gn!reader
c/w: fluff, reader is as young as Muichiro dw
Back home from graduation, tired asf
“How did you get all bruised up like this!?” Muichiro let out a chuckle at the sight of your worried face as you scolded him.
“It was only a spar with the Serpent and Wind Pillar, nothing much.”
“They ganged up on you!!??” Your voice grew louder in disbelief, making the young Pillar wince ever so slightly.
“Come on, it's not like that. That means they didn't underestimate me, no?”
“And look at what that got you into! I know you're strong, but they could've and should've held back a little. If it's a friendly spar, then why aren't the results friendly??”
Your brows tugged in annoyance as you looked down at his body. Here you were, carefully tending to the bruises on his arms and torso. After compressing said bruises with a warm damp cloth, you poured a necessary amount of oil and massaged them gently. Meanwhile the young Pillar could only smile in amusement at your devastation, secretly touched by how concerned you were over a ‘few’ bruises.
“I don't get what's the big deal about it. I've dealt with worse injuries, y'know.”
“That's because you were dealing with a demon, it couldn't be helped. But this was very much likely avoidable had those two reckless bastards put their minds to it.”
“There, there. No need to get so worked up over it.”
You let out a huff at his words, still begrudgingly tending to his purple-tinted spots. Without realizing, your eyes traced along his body. Sometimes you forget he trains, and that he was no ordinary 14 year-old; it was baffling how someone this young could be so well built. Your hands kept their work on autopilot, but your gaze was observing; taking in the contours of his muscles, the curves of his biceps, and the well-highlighted abs. Noticing your stare, Muichiro smirked.
“Liking the view?” he questioned teasingly as his voice lowered.
“W-What!?” you blinked yourself conscious as you felt your heart taking a leap and blood rushing to your face.
“Wanna touch them?” he pushed further as a smug grin tugged at his lips.
“S-Shut up!!” In reflex, you smacked him by the arm with your face all red.
“Ow!”
“That's what you get for sputtering nonsense.”
“You do like it though, don't you?” The smirk remained on his face.
You abruptly got up to your feet, turning on your heel and walking away wordlessly.
“Huh? Where are you going? Wait for me! Didn't you promise to play paper planes with me?” With that, Muichiro quickly got up and began following you.
Bianca di angelo's death was sooo... anticlimatic, predictable, and dare I say... pointless?
Her character had SO. MUCH. potential, and Rick threw all of that away to give Nico some character development, which could've been given even if Bianca hadn't died!
And you can argue, "Oh but if Bianca never died Nico wouldn't have found Hazel" and that is true, but that can also be easily fixed like, 'Nico had to get the keys to the doors of death which is located in the fields of asphodel' or something. Anything! Anything but killing Bia :(
Percy:"DUDE?! WHY ARE YOU PRAYING TO BUDDA?! YOU SHOULD PRAY TO ME INSTEAD! GODS CREATED ME, GODS CREATED THE PROBLEMS AND I AM THE ONE SOLVING THEM! PRAY TO ME INSTAEAD"
*Gyomei just watching him yell at him but then he pats his head cause he thinks percy is a child even tho he is a child*
Sally *on the iris massage*: Percy did you take your sister to camp again? We have discussed this before, it’s unsafe for her there and-
Percy: Mom, hold on, I don’t have Estelle, I left her with Paul
Paul *peeking into the room*: I had to go run an errand, but one of Percy’s friends came by and volunteered to watch Estelle until Sally was back. I thought you put her down for a nap
Sally *panicking*: Paul, none of Percy’s friends are in town! It’s the summer, all of them are at camp! Who did you give our daughter to?!
Coach Hedge *bursts into cabin 3*: Jackson! I lost my son, we’re scouting the camp, I need you to check in the lake
Percy:
Sally:
Paul:
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Clarrise *across town*: Do you guys think I should’ve told your parents where we went?
6 y.o. Chuck and Estelle *Clarrise stole took them for ice cream*: *simultaneously shake their heads*
Men use “I’m just a man” to cheat on their wives. Odysseus uses “I’m just a man” to kill, slay and torture people to get back to HIS wife. They are not the same.
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