What Do You Mean You Don’t Keep A Sword In The Bathroom For That DAMM BASTARD TOILET SPIDER WHO NEVER

still life disaster

"I love u Nico di Angelo," will says his cerulean orbs shining with tears. His cheeks were red like roses and his shiny golden hair glistened under the evil Tartarus light. "I love u to the stars my young padawan...."

"no-" Nico growled moodily and emolike. He rolled his dark abyss colored eyes and glared at the ground, an uncharacteric blush flooding his cheeks. "I love you-" he spat out, gothly. "Like... the sun."

Which was true. Nico might've been darkness... but will solace... Will Solace was his sun...

THE SUN + THE STARS, OUT WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD NOW

^ for the unaware

Some traditional sketches of nico and frank, my brainrot of the week

Tumblr give me the strength to finish this Jason/Nico/Will fic we are at the homestretch of it all RAAAAHH

Hi where can I read your solangelo fanfic?!?

Right here with this link! And if that doesn’t work look up ao3 and search for my username :D

getting some well-needed rest before chapter 4

DO YOU KNOW ANY RUSSIAN OR ARMENIAN? i'm half russian half armenian and i js get so excited when ppl on the internet know the languages i speak😭

I am fluent in Armenian! And ik few words in Russian:D (I also know sign language, bit of greek, and learning Spanish rn) HECK YEA !!

everyone make sure to set out cheese & crackers for neil tonight <3