I Want Someone To Make An Edit Of Shiro With That One Part Near The End In Applause By Lady Gaga.

I want someone to make an edit of Shiro with that one part near the end in Applause by Lady Gaga.

It would show the scene where Shiro is in his final round of the arm wrestling match and then the beat drops when he wins. Then it would be a normal edit of my homeboy THE VISION IS THERE OK?!

Keith and his cosmic wolf.

Percy Jackson Masterlist

This is the official Percy Jackson masterlist for this blog! Feel free to send in requests, I’m super excited to start writing for this series!

Some characters I write for (subject to change)

Headcanons

Percy with Reader whose a Child of Hecate

Percy with Child of Melinoe Reader

Percy with a Childhood Friend

Percy with a Mortal Reader

Percy with an Emo Reader

Percy Pining over Reader

Percy with a Drum Major Reader

Percy with a Child of Zagreus Reader

Percy and Annabeth with a Clingy Reader

Percy with Athena!Reader

Percy finding Sibling!Reader on a quest (?)

Percy with Eris!Reader

Annabeth with a Child of Triton (Pallas and Athena)

Being Annabeth’s S/O

Annabeth with a Child of Phobos

Rachel Elizabeth Dare with Reader Headcanons

Reader being Controlled by a God

Writings

When the Sky met the Sea (Platonic!Percy Jackson x Reader)

There is no End (Luke Castellan x Reader)

Reader being the opposite of a Child of Aphrodite concept

Reader being the opposite of a Child of Ares concept

Being Star Crossed Lovers (Percy Jackson)

Toxic Reader (Percy Jackson)

Child of Hephaestus Reader concept

Man why are so many bots following me😭

Hiya!! Love your work so much😆

I was wondering if you’d write something where the paladins (especially keith hehe) have to go to a formal event like a gala to bring the coalition together (??) and how they’d ask y/n to be their date and/or how they’d react to y/n in their formal attire?? (maybe even add Matt too if you feel inspired) Thank youuu 🫶

Brooooo stoooppppp I am so weak for this idea holy shit 😩 And you are my first non anon request so THANKS FRIEND 🥹 I went with my three fav paladins 💙❤️💚AND Mattie boy 🧡Also I love writing with emojis, sorry not sorry. ENJOY DARLING~

KEITH ❤️

OH MY GOD POOR LITTLE SHY BABY BOY

He waits until the last minute to ask you, let’s be honest. Like a day before the event, he’s sitting beside you in the training room, trying to catch his breath when he goes “So that thing tomorrow. Wanna go together?” And you’re like 😏 “Are you asking me to be your date?” And now he’s like 🙄 “Shut up before I change my mind.”

It’s silent for a second but he’s staring at you. “So, are you gonna answer my question?” “Yes, Keith. I’ll be your date to the gala.” And he’s bright red in the face now.

He tries to act all cool and mysterious as you both leave the training deck and go opposite ways. As soon as you’re out of sight, he’s SPRINTING to Lance’s room.

“HELP I HAVE A DATE AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO ROMANCE!!!” 😰

He’s so fucking annoyed as he spends hours trying to memorize and properly recite pick up lines to Lance as practice.

He also totally does not steal a bottle of cologne from Lance’s bathroom before he leaves.

The morning of, he finds Shiro for wardrobe assistance. Big brother Shiro totally cleans Keith up, giving him a more semi-formal look. Keith thinks he’s too cool for a coat and tie. Shiro also convinces Keith to pull his hair back into a low pony tail.

He decides he’s just too nervous to meet you at your room so he kinda just sits on his bed for a while, fully dressed and smelling great and waiting for you.

Finally you step into his open door way, instantly catching his attention. He stands quickly, almost stumbling over his own feet as he approaches you, admiring your look for the evening.

“OH WOW. Oh…Uh…sorry. You look really nice.” You look so nice he’s stressed out about it like wtf why are you so gorgeous? He thinks you’re sooooo far out of his league.

“I like your hair pulled back like that.” You smile at him and he thinks he might just spontaneously combust rn.

He keeps his arm linked with yours as you walk together to the front of the castle where all the guests are.

Once there, you mostly hang out together or with the other paladins. You’re both kind of shy and you find comfort in being together. You’re like the two emo kids at prom who just stand against the wall and complain about the lame music.

At some point, you two disappeared from the party. Allura and Shiro are like Hello? Where did they go? Shiro wanders outside to look for you only to find you both laying on your backs in the grass right outside the castle’s front entrance, staring up at the sky. He smiles as he hears you laughing at something Keith said.

“Im serious! Lance told me to say ‘even in zero gravity, I’d still fall for you’.” “BOOOOO that’s a terrible line!” You laugh up to the dark night sky.

His hand moves slowly to the side until it meets yours. When you feel the touch, you link your pinky finger with his and look over at him. He’s still staring up at the stars as a smile grows across his face.

He was so worried about disappointing you tonight, he just wanted to charm you. But he didn’t need pick up lines or fancy clothes to make you smile. Just being his normal self seemed to make you happy.

LANCE 💙

You guessed it…Lance is going all out for you.

The morning that they are told about it from Allura, he’s literally interrupting the whole meeting to ask you to be his date.

Freaking cheese ball gets down on one knee, takes your hand and kisses the back of it softly. When he looks up at you, he’s got that flirty smirk on his thin lips. “Would you, (Y/N), make me the happiest man in the universe and be my date to the coalition gala?”

You: 😍🥵🤭

Lance: 😘😏😎

Everyone else: 🤢🫣🙄

Obvi, you say yes with dreamy eyes and a goofy smile on your face.

You thought it was cute that he asked you even though you’ve been dating for a while now. You just assumed you’d be going together anyways. What a sweet boy~

While you’re feeling fine about the whole thing, Lance is freaking out. He’s digging through his clothes looking for something fancy to wear, he’s doing double face masks, he’s forcing Pidge to smell different colognes and help him pick the best one, he’s practicing his slow dance AND his salsa skills. Keep in mind, the gala isn’t for another week but he needs to get prepared NOW!

“There’s not even gonna be music, idiot. It’s a gala, not prom. When are you two even gonna have the chance to do the lift from dirty dancing?” “SHUT UP, PIDGE! IT’LL HAPPEN!!!”

He just wants to impress you so bad. It’s his top priority at the moment.

The night of the event, he’s freshly showered, dressed for the gods, smelling like a whole bath and body works and he’s sitting in your room keeping you company while you get ready.

“Lance, the gala doesn’t start for another 4 hours. Why are you- nevermind. Forget it. You look great.” And he gets so excited at the compliment.

He watches as you get ready. He’s not as talkative as he usually is.

“You okay?” He nods with a dopey grin on his face. He’s just admiring you, that’s all. A compliment leaves his mouth like every 5 minutes as you continue to get all dolled up.

He follows along side you all the way there, his hand is in yours and it’s SWEATY. He’s so nervous.

Once you’re there, his attention span is that of a gold fish. He’s so excited and chatty and asking people questions and he never fails to introduce you to everyone…every single person…S E P A R A T E L Y. He just wants to brag.

“This fine little honey right here…yeah, all mine. I know what you’re thinking, how’d I get so lucky? I ask myself that every day.” What a sap omfg

He notices you’re looking less than happy, kind of tired. Your social battery is at like 5%. He can tell you need a break.

As you’re standing beside Allura, listening to her talk to an ally of the coalition, Lance grabs your hand and pulls you away. You’re running behind him just to keep up with his long legs.

“Where are we going?” “You’ll see.”

THIS MF SET UP FAIRY LIGHTS AND MUSIC AND CANDLES IN HIS ROOM. BRO IS LITERALLY SUCH A HOPELESS ROMANTIC I CANT DEAL WITH IT. That’s why he came to your room so early. He didn’t wanna risk you coming in to his room and seeing everything.

You might think this is so extra but if Lance is anything, it’s extra. He takes any chance he can to make you smile and feel special. He’s so sweet, it’s disgusting.

“I just really wanna dance with you, (Y/N)…” “You did all this…for me?” He nods with a shy smile, bitting his lip as he watches for your reaction. You’re over the moon, your smile uncontrollable now.

So you dance together for a couple songs. He gently caresses your back as he sways with you, occasionally letting his hands roam to your hips. At this point, his cheeks hurt from how hard he’s smiling. It’s cute and sweet and innocent and you’ve never loved him more.

PIDGE 💚

LMAO PIDGE WILL NOT EVEN ASK YOU.

Bc they’re too shy for that romantic shit.

They’re like “Who else would they go with? I’m not worried.”

They assume y’all are going together bc you’re obviously more than just friends.

They will get dressed up nice for you tho. They know everyone else will be dressed up too but they secretly WANT to make you swoon over them. Like plz feed their ego.

They actually go to Hunk for help with their wardrobe. Hunk is the best wingman to ever exist, change my mind. Also, they are really unsure whether they want to wear something more masculine or more feminine and they really trust Hunk with the topic of their gender identity.

“Hey, you guys ready?” You pop into Hunk’s room, all dressed up and ready to go.

“Almost! Hunk is just helping me with the zipper on-“ Once Pidge lays eyes on you, the little gears in their head stop completely. It’s like everything else faded away as they looked you up and down. You’re so angelic, wow oh wow.

“Aww, Pidge! You look stunning.” Aaaaand you broke them. You’re gonna have to turn them off and restart them.

“Uh yeah, you’re good now.” Hunk assures and nudges Pidge back to reality. “Go.” He whispers as he ushers them to move towards you.

You walk together in complete silence, your arm linked with theirs. Finally, they speak up first.

“Are you nervous?” “Yeah, are you?” “Yeah…” “I hate parties.” “Me too.”

So together you devise a plan: you’re gonna sneak around and pull silly little pranks on people and just eat all the food you can get your grubby little hands on.

And you do exactly that. You’re both having so much fun! You’re laughing so hard you’re snorting. You’re far from nervous now.

Pidge is the best at breaking you out of your shell and making you feel comfortable. You can be your true, authentic self around them. They are your best friend first and your ✨partner✨ second.

After a while, you two sneak off to their room to play video games. The food was good and the pranks were hilarious but you had both had enough.

As soon as the door shuts behind you, you’re both ripping off your uncomfortable fancy clothes and changing into pajamas.

You’re sitting beside them, watching the loading screen for the game. It’s taking a while…

“So…what do I have to do to get you to stare at me like that again?” Pidge whips their head around, watching you with nervous eyes. They take a deep breath before they speak. “I always stare at you like that. You’ve just never noticed.” “AAAAWWWWWWWW REALLY?!”

Forget the video game. CUE THE CUDDLEFEST!!! 💚💚💚

MATT 🧡

Matt literally goes like this: 😌👉🏻👈🏻 “Hey…uhm hey…wanna be my date to the gala tomorrow?” *blushies*

And you’re like “Matthew, we’ve been dating for 8 months.” “Yeah, so?” You sigh heavily. “Yes, I’ll be your date, you dork.”

He doesn’t go to anyone for help with anything. Man is so confident and he knows you love him no matter what he looks like.

But of course he cleans up for you. He dresses up all formal and uses mouth wash like 10 times. He puts on so much lotion. He got some from Lance bc his hands are always so dry. He just wants to hold your soft hand in his own soft hand, ya know?

He’s waiting outside your door for a while, giving you privacy while you get ready but being right there for you when you’re done.

Once your door slides open, he turns and now he’s looking at you like he just won the lottery.

“HOT DAMN, YOU ARE SO FINE! What did I ever do to deserve you? Oh my god, you’re so perfect. You are the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, did you know that? I swear, you are so precious-“ “Maaattttt, stooooopppppp.” You’re blushing so hard rn and he LOVES IT.

He walks with his arm around your shoulders, chatting with you about who is attending the event tonight and the importance of it all.

You sort of follow him around most the night, not doing much of the talking bc you’d rather listen to him talk.

He is so intelligent, just like Pidge. He uses words so big you cant even begin to imagine what half of them mean. He was so smooth with his words, the way he could spit facts about anything and everything without a second thought took your breath away.

At some point, you lost him in the crowd. He was busy, he was working to protect the universe. You understand. This is more than just a party.

You wander outside for some fresh air and a break from all the loud banter. Matt is meeting you out there within minutes.

“Hey. You alright?” He rests a hand on your upper back, rubbing his thumb back and forth between your shoulder blades. “Yep! Just…need a break.” “Yeah, I get it. It’s overwhelming.”

He turns and looks over his shoulder before he waves, a big smile on his face. “Oh hey! Yeah, this is (Y/N), my partner. The one I was telling you about.” He’s introducing you to an ally of the coalition who he’d just met earlier this evening.

You can’t help but smile, your heart pounding in your chest. He was talking about you to someone here tonight? What was he saying? Did he just call you his partner??? You’ve never actually heard him call you that. You’re so blushy and flattered and happy.

After a brief meeting, the visitor leaves you two alone. You pull Matt into a hug, squeezing him as tight as you can.

“You know I love you, right?” “Yes. You know I love YOU, right?” “Yeah, I know.” “Good, don’t you ever forget it.” You can decide who said what. Either way, y’all are so in love it’s not even funny.

ANON ASKS:

can you make general yandere nico di angelo headcanons with an male reader? thanks!

AAAAAAAAAA. NICO’S SO ADORABLE.

I also tried to keep the reader’s cabin as vague as possible, though you can probably assume he’s not Cabin 13, lmao.

(Fun fact; when I took the cabin test, I got Cabin 7. I knew it was either gonna be that, Cabin 9, or Cabin 10. #ApolloCabin4Lyfe, ahaha.)

Yandere Nico di Angelo x Reader

This is in HC format.

The reader is male.

Content warning: light stalking, obsessive behavior, clinginess, lots of PDA, surprise nightly visits, slight manipulation, protectiveness, technical non-consensual elements.

ARCHIVED POST. @clusterfuck-yandere IS MY NEW BLOG.

PLEASE DO NOT SEND REQUESTS ON THIS BLOG.

— His obsession started the second he laid eyes on you.

Call it a sick version of love at first sight.

But he’s completely enamored by how the glow of the campfire reflected off your soft-looking skin, or how your joyful laughter sounded like symphonies in his ears.

His stomach felt like a million butterflies were fluttering in it.

You caught him staring at you at least 5 times that night. Each time, he would look away with a light shade of pink dusting his face.

Don’t get me wrong, you found this guy cute and all, but the staring thing was a little… bizarre.

At one point, Clarisse leaned over to gently (much to your surprise) elbow you in the shoulder.

“Looks like someone’s interested in you, (L/N).”

— He absolutely REFUSES to talk to you.

What, and make a fool out of himself?

Yeah. He’d rather have the earth swallow him whole (and he can actually make that happen).

So, he opts to keep his distance, watching you from afar as you go about your activities.

Training in the arena? He’s watching you from the entrance.

Cleaning the pegasus stables? He’s not too far away in the strawberry fields.

Trying your hand at arts and crafts? He’s peering in through the opening.

Attempting the climbing wall? He’s on the bay of the river looking up at you.

Playing volleyball with friends? He’s peaking at you from behind the Big House.

He’s really good at hiding from you, since he can conceal himself with shadows.

Though sometimes the time of day prevents him from being able to use shadow concealment (damn Apollo and his whole moving-the-sun thing).

So you can usually spot him when it’s around noon.

Was that him dipping behind the arena?

Or standing in the middle of the strawberry fields?

Or peaking into the arts and crafts area?

Or running on the river bay?

Or leaning against the Big House, pretending he’s casually loitering around and not looking at the volleyball game?

Percy always teases you about your not-so-secret admirer.

“Aww. Poor Nico’s too shy. Maybe he needs you to make the first move.”

— Anytime you try to approach him, however, he runs away.

Even if you look in his direction, he’s dashing off to the nearest shaded area so he can disappear.

In fact, if it wasn’t for Percy, you wouldn’t even know the guy’s name.

“Who, Nico? He’s a part of Cabin 13. The only child of Hades in Camp Half Blood.”

Cabin 13, huh?

You decided to pay the gloomy looking cabin a visit.

Kind of looks like a mausoleum, you mentally noted.

After knocking on the cabin door, feint shuffling noises could be heard.

The door slightly creaked open and you could see his onyx eye widen through the crack.

Before you could say anything, though, the door slammed shut.

You waited on the cabin porch, thinking he was just putting on pants or something.

But then you caught sight of someone running from the back of the cabin and towards the Big House.

You did a double take. “NICO??”

Although the figure didn’t look back, you knew it was him from the familiar bomber jacket.

How the hell did he get out the cabin?! It doesn’t even have windows.

“NICO, WAIT!” You started to run after him.

Just as you almost caught up to him, he disappeared under the shadow of the Big House.

“What the—?”

Catching your breath, you frantically looked around for the son of Hades.

Did he just… vanish?

You later learned from Will Solace that children of Hades can shadow-travel.

“Well, that explains a lot,” you groaned, Will laughing as Piper gave you a sympathetic smile.

— The first time he let you approach him was… interesting.

He was walking towards the showers with his bathing supplies when he heard you laughing and carrying on with Percy.

As per usual, he ducked into one of the stalls to observe you, watching as you avoided getting whipped by the other demigod’s towel.

“If that actually didn’t miss, Director D would’ve been so madddddd,” you teased, hair wet from previously taking a shower.

“HA. Director D doesn’t care about our well being,” scoffed Percy. “It’s Chiron that would’ve chewed us out.”

While joking about how Director D just wants a reason to get Percy in trouble, the two of you began to walk towards where Nico was hiding.

He could hear your voices get gradually louder.

So, to make sure you didn’t see him, he backed up further into the shower.

Only he didn’t know the shower had been recently used and there was a puddle of water still present.

Poor Nico slipped and fell on his ass.

“What was that?” “Did someone just fall?”

Before he could process his own horror, you were already standing at the entrance of the shower.

Your face was filled with concern. “Are you alright, man?”

He could only stare up at you with wide eyes.

“He might’ve hit his head,” Percy grimaced from behind you. “Nico, nod yes or no. Are you alright?”

You kneeled in front of him to get a closer look at his face. “Can you hear us?”

He was about to answer.

But then he felt your hand on his face.

It felt like you sent a jolt of electricity through his body (if you’re a child of Zeus, he might’ve actually thought you did).

The feeling of butterflies returned to his stomach as his heart leapt into his throat.

Your hand was warm…

And soft…

Something he hasn’t felt in a while…

He couldn’t help but lean into your touch, though you didn’t seem to notice.

“Gods, he’s burning up,” you exclaimed. “Is that a concussion symptom I don’t know about?”

“I… don’t know,” Percy admitted. “Think we should get him checked out by Chiron?”

Next thing he knew, you were pulling him off of the ground, sending him flying into your chest from the force.

Oh, gods.

His face was practically maroon at that point.

A blissful sigh came from his lips as he hooded his eyes.

He practically melted in your hands.

In fact, he actually did melt in your hands.

You had to resort to manhandling him like he was a rag doll.

“C’mon, Nico,” you prodded. “Try to stand up on your own.”

“He looks so tired,” Percy commented. “Stay awake, man. We don’t know what’s wrong yet.”

Irritation built up in the ravenette as Percy snapped his fingers in front of his face.

Finally, he slapped the son of Poseidon’s hands away with a low grunt.

“Ow,” Percy yelped, holding his stinging hand. “What was that for?!”

“Well, at least he’s kind of awake,” you mused, humor lacing your tone.

Even so, you and Percy hauled him off to the Big House to get him evaluated just in case.

On the way there, Nico could only think about how alive he felt with your touch.

— Ever since then, he’s been clingy as hell.

The first time he actually stood next to you (and not several feet from you), it actually took you by surprise.

You were picking up your fixed sword from the forge when you turned around to see him standing there.

And I mean right there.

Needless to say, you yelped a curse.

“Gods, Nico. Warn a guy!”

By the time you realized, “holy shit, Nico di Angelo is actually standing near me instead of cowering behind a tree,” he dove into your chest and gave you a long lasting hug.

… Huh?

That’s… not like Nico at all.

Awkwardly holding your sword away with one hand and patting his head with the other, you wondered what the hell happened.

Did your godly parent die or something?

… And is he inhaling your scent?

After what felt like hours, he finally let go of you and ran off before you could ask any questions.

“What the hell..?”

Maybe that was his way of thanking you for helping him last night?

You thought it was bizarre, but at least he actually approached you.

Or shadow-travelled behind you. Who knows.

Ever since that strange hug, he’s actually been by your side more often.

Training in the arena? He’s setting up dummies and targets.

Cleaning the pegasus stables? He’s shoveling manure with you.

Trying your hand at arts and crafts? He’s handing you the supplies you need.

Attempting the climbing wall? He’s acting as your spotter just in case.

Playing volleyball with friends? He’s holding your water bottle and actually keeping score.

And you bet your ass he’s going in for hugs any chance he gets.

He likes to nuzzle into you as you sit at the amphitheater, or watch your friends spar with each other, or sitting at the mess hall.

If at least one arm isn’t around him, he practically forces himself into your embrace.

“He’s like a cat demanding your attention,” Will points out.

The way he rubs his head against your side, yeah. He is like a cat.

A very clingy and silent cat wearing heavy metal shirts.

— He still doesn’t speak to you.

No matter how what you say to him, his lips are sealed.

You thought he was mute at first, but Percy assures you that Nico can, in fact, talk.

So you figured he would talk when he was ready.

Anytime you ask him a question, he responds with nodding or shaking his head, shrugging, pointing, or general hand gestures.

He doesn’t even talk to other campers when around you.

And he’s around you almost all the time.

“You know, you don’t have to be shy around me. I’m sure your voice is fine.”

He only shrugs.

It’s not that he’s insecure about his voice or anything, it’s just that he doesn’t feel the need to say anything when he’s around you.

All he needs is your touch and he’s good for life.

Other campers begin to worry if he was giving them the silent treatment.

“Seriously,” Leo whined. “What did I do?!”

You keep having to reassure all of them that Nico just… doesn’t talk when he’s around you.

“It’s nothing personal,” you nervously chuckle. “He’s just… like that.”

“Well, can you make him not like that?! I need him to tell me what work he wants done on his sword!”

“Might have to kidnap him for that,” you joked.

The air was squeezed out of your ribs as Nico clung onto you for dear life.

— He starts to develop a habit of showing up in your bed at night.

Which, to his credit, isn’t the worst habit in the world.

But it’s still a little startling when you wake up in the middle of the night to Nico staring at you in the face.

You’ve woken your cabin-mates up on multiple occasions.

“Nico, you can’t just keep dropping by unannounced like that!!”

He only nuzzled closer into your side.

It’s become an everyday occurrence for you to wake up in the morning and see him still asleep next to you.

He practically lives in your cabin nowadays.

Your cabin-mates constantly ask if you two are dating (a fair question, since friends don’t really sleep together every night).

To which you reply honestly;

“No, but I don’t think Nico knows that…”

One jokes that he’s more of a pet than a boyfriend.

And they’re not really wrong…

— He steals your shirts.

This is also one of the reasons why people think you’re dating.

They’ll notice how the shirt he’s wearing looks awfully familiar to the one you wore at the amphitheater.

Or how the one he sleeps in is identical to the one you said was your favorite months ago.

Or how the shirt you were wearing moments prior is now on him…

You know you’ll want to wear your shirt when he begins to tug at it.

“Nico, I just did the obstacle course…”

He’ll start tugging it off of you.

“Alright! Alright! Give me a—”

He’s practically got the whole shirt over your head at this point.

“Nico—!!”

The little shit will do it at the most inconvenient times, too.

“Wait a second, Nico. You’ll tip the canoe.”

“Now—?! We’re in the middle of a game!”

“I’m trying to fight an empousa right now!!”

No matter what, he gets his way.

Annabeth jokes how he’s a spoiled brat.

“Something like that,” you’ll grumble.

— No one else is allowed to touch you.

And I mean no one.

You’ve been yanked away from high fives.

And guarded from shoulder pats.

Don’t get me started on hugs.

Your godly parent isn’t even allowed to touch you.

You fear that he’ll get incinerated for being disrespectful one day…

“Dearest son, will you please keep your boyfriend in check?”

“He’snotmyboyriendbutyesI’lltrysorryforhisbehavior—”

Clarisse loves to toy with this.

You wish she wouldn’t.

But she does anyway.

“What are you, Cerberus?”

Nico almost caused the ground to swallow her.

“Get your dog a leash, (L/N)!”

It’s an absolute nightmare to deal with when you’re hurt.

“Nico, please. Chiron’s just looking at my leg— NICO, DON’T BITE CHIRON. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU—”

On the flip side, this proves useful while you’re on quests.

You can’t remember the last time a monster has managed to even slightly graze you.

“Must be nice having your very own protector,” Piper sighs as she takes in some ambrosia.

“Just have to find the right obsessive weirdo,” you shrugged as Nico wrapped his limbs around you.

— Overall, he’s not the worst bizarre gremlin out there.

He can manipulate his way into staying by your side, sure…

… and he somehow always gets his way…

But he’s adorable enough that you let it slide.

Besides, it’s kind of hard to put your foot down when he just won’t listen.

“Nico, I don’t think you can come along on this quest…”

He comes along anyway.

“Nico, people are staring… can you not?”

He continues to zip himself up in your jacket… with you still in it.

“Nico— YOU CAN’T COME IN THE SHOWERS WITH ME.”

He climbed on your back like a koala, leaving you no choice (you had to explain to Leo that nothing like that happened after he saw the two of you enter a stall together).

It took a while, but you eventually got used to the parasite that clung onto you a while back.

You know what they say; give an inch, they’ll take a mile…