Call Me Nico Di Angelo The Way I Don’t Have An Eating Disorder But I Do Have Severely Disordered Eating

will solace saw Nico Walking Corpse Di Angelo looking greasy unwashed sleepless emaciated sunken eyes deathly pale scowling up a storm ready to pass out any second in his hawaiian shirt and said "is anybody gonna flirt with that freak" and didn't wait for an answer

Will is breaking several laws but it's ok. He used had sanitiser. This is so rushed

“There’ll be peace when you are done” my fucking ass. There’s no peace and I’m not even sure it’s done.

see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.

The billionth reason as to why I'd be a great demigod

I have a headcanon that young demigods are feral by default as a survival instinct and mellow out with age.

Dionysus did not mellow out with age.

Like if the fic does go to shit (it probably won't) who the hell is going to be like "aha! I found you kudos this random ass fic and I didn't like it"

“You shouldn’t give kudos to in-progress fics because you don’t know what might happen in a future chapter” is actually the wildest fucking take.

it was unanimous

(photo of frank iero that this is based on under cut)

shhh dont cry. jason sticking his fingers into an electrical socket while making direct eye contact with someone who's just said a really bad joke

Rb if you were/are a gifted kid I wanna see how many of us ended up here

Nico: So you like cats?

Will: Yeah.

Nico: *tries to impress Will by slowly pushing a glass off the table*