This. This Is My New Headcannon

:) I love Bianca, Nico and hazel

But also... Someone responded to my post!

Bianca and Nico

They both look extremely similar, in fact, if you give them the same hairstyle, they would practically look the same, the difference is that Nico is usually terrifying to be near or look at, but Bianca is nicer ( funnily enough Bianca is more introverted while Nico is an extrovert). But if you look Nico in the eyes and suddenly you both are best friends (you just can't resist the soulful eyes) and also they're colored like earth (brown but with highlights of Gold Green, and Purple mainly but a bunch of other colors, and really, really pretty. Also they change color depending on the closest and biggest Jewel/Mineral nearby). While Bianca's eyes suck in all the light and are dark pitch black, and she gives terrifying death glares. But when blindfolded or something looks extremely nice

i feel compelled to reblog this

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

Fondly remembering the time that a cat owner casually entered their calico Maine Coon in a cat fancier’s competition and the judges lost their minds because the cat was 1) male and 2) able to bear children

Di Angelo age swap/ twin au

Nico was always responsible and protective of his sister

still a nerdy extrovert but more controlled

basically takes Bianca's role in the first few scenes, but is more talkative and detective-like

Let's Bianca make her own decisions even though all he wants to do is hide his sister in his jacket and protect her from the world

(I don't have siblings so tell me what to add)

Bianca becomes a Hunter

Nico just says something like " It's alright I was going to be older than you anyways"

But he feels bad, he just doesn't let it show since he knows, that Bianca is her own person

Goes on Quest

Doesn't die in the graveyard

But when they get to Mount Tamalpais, I'm going to say it's always sunny and never rains or anything, and Nico dies

Holds the sky so the goddess can be free while they fight, but Percy takes it from him cause he doesn't want him to die, as Nico is so young and new.

Tries to protect someone and gets killed

doesn't get turned into stars, and goes to the underworld

is the fav child cause he's older

Comes to Bianca, when she's upset and about to do what Nico did in BOTL while leaving the hunters, but Bianca's fatal flaw is holding grudges and she still resents Percy

Brings Hazel out during HOO ,

free rein of the underworld. so completes his role

is still 12

Gets killed again ( maybe in TSATS)

I'll add Twin Au later

but basically they both feel like they're protecting the other

Good relationship,

Like Godly solar twins (this fits too well in my mind)

Bianca just likes the hunt and is afraid of death so she joins, and Nico is more fine with this (still not happy)

Roman gods

If the roman god of beginnings, transitions and ending had demigod children would, they see an alternate version of themselves in their shadows and mirrors, like things that happened to them in the past or will happen to them ?

Just to add, these reflections and shadows can move independently and show different images

I will need this

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Volcano/Lava nymphs

Just think about it, nymphs who took care of volcanos, could control lava, and kept the volcanoes burning ( and when they take a vacation the volcano goes dormant), they also cleaned up the. lava and rocks, and lava didn't hurt them. I have a whole world made up from this, maybe I'll write about it later

This. This is my new headcannon

Sometimes, it’s hard to interact with Nico. Even Hazel has to admit that. No, it’s not his father, no, it’s not how he chants the names of the dead, well at least not for Hazel, no. It’s how the souls cling on to him, like he is the anchor in the wild sea. When he laughs, sweet as nectar, it is like you can hear the joy of the spirits with him, as if they’ve heard that they can return just one more time, to apologize, to say their goodbyes, to say “it’s not your fault” and “I love you” When he sobs, you hear the wails of the souls in the Lethe, alone, forgotten. You can feel the pain of the tormented, the Acheron spilling from his mouth. His rage is unkempt, rage like the souls in Punishment, rage like Achilles who sits by the Styx, rage of the many souls who never got a life they truly lived. It’s not his fault. You know that. Hazel knows that. Everyone does. But when he speaks, and his voice mixes like wine with the voices of the ones you loved, the ones you cherished, you have to turn away. No wonder the boy stopped speaking. What torture would it be, to hear his sister when he spoke? Or his mother when he cried? How painful.