nico is autistic. you agree. reblog.
I wish Nora could see this…please
There are so many book references, watch closely!🩵
The fact that Nico had the pomegranate seeds when being trapped in the jar says so much btw.
- He carries around a bunch of emergency death-like anesthetic. He’s totally ready to dive head first in death at any given minute.
- Actually it wasn’t that surprising because well, he literally jumped in Tartarus on his own. Dear, i’m begging you, please have some self-preservation skill.
- Persephone tolerates him enough to let him steal/ give him the seeds from her garden (because where else would he get it from?).
- How did he know about the seeds, btw? Did Persephone tell him? Did Hades tell him? Did he just eat it one day then pass out for a day and figure it out on his own?
- He clings so desperately to the hope that maybe the Seven- at least Hazel - would come to rescue him. Even when they barely knew about him at that moment. He knew clearly he wasn’t well-liked. He made a deal with the death itself to survive, placing his life in the hands of those who barely had anything to do with him. I don’t even know what to make out of this, it just breaks my heart.
- He is so, so, so perseverant. I said it once and I’d say it again. I cannot emphasis enough how resilient this kid is.
- I’d like to think that Nico knows death intimately. It’s canon anw.
fuck thea muldani. i hate thea muldani. me and all my homies hate thea muldani.
the neil josten urge to run away and never come back, and the neil josten urge to stay in one place with the people i love forever
“You used corruption believing in me.”
Chiron: dam I lost my-
Annabeth: childhood friend? Aw same.
Percy: mental stability? Get in line.
Nico: will to live? Been there done that.
Leo: good self esteem? Puhlease join the club.
Jason: happiness? Hah. That ran away from me when my mom did.
Chiron: well I was going to say I lost my favourite tie, but do we need a camp therapist?
So you know how eventually Andrew and Neil will run out of truths to trade one day..
Pro Neil, pissed the other team is winning (and being pricks about it): Hey, Drew!
Pro Andrew, literally sitting down in the goal with his racquet, not giving a fuck: Hmm?
Neil: how many pints of salted caramel ice cream will it take for you to shut them down?
Andrew, considering: hmm.. three. And McDonald’s fries. And we’re sleeping with the weighted blanket tonight (it’s the middle of the summer).
Neil, grinning: fucking bet
The other team, the other team’s coaches, the fans, the entire city, the other team’s grandmas watching Andrew stand up and get in position:
(Fear)