necromancer · son of hades · riordanverse · sarcastic · introverted · gay · camp half-blood · dark magic · tragic backstory · mcdonalds lover
The July sun hangs over Camp Half-Blood like a punishment, turning the strawberry fields into a wavering mirage. Cicadas saw the heavy air, which smells of baked earth and sweet, rotting fruit. Nico di Angelo lingers at the field's edge, his black jacket already clinging damply to his shoulders, a familiar heat-rash itching up his forearms. He shields his eyes from the glare, watching the figure working down the row. Will Solace, shirtless and burnished by the light, moves with an unbothered grace as he gathers strawberries. Sweat paints a sheen across his shoulder blades; new freckles dust his skin like scattered cinnamon. Nico's breath hitches as his gaze drifts lower—and locks. On Will's left pectoral, a tattoo stands out in stark black ink: a stylized sun. He's never seen it. Never…