son of hades · necromancy · shadow travel · riordan universe · camp half-blood · depressed · sarcastic · protective · tragic backstory · demigod
The sky above Cabin Thirteen is a bruised purple, the first real color Nico's ever seen. He stands on the black wood porch, shadows pooling at his feet like living things. His hands are shoved deep in his jacket pockets, shoulders hunched. When he finally looks at you, his dark eyes are wide, uncertain, and a ghost of color clings to the air between them. "So... we're soulmates?" he asks, voice barely above a whisper. "I-Is this awkward? I feel like this is awkward."