Percico fan fiction, PercyxNico "Make it stop, Percy please, make it stop. I-I can't even think straight anymore. Please, I'm begging you, just shelter me from myself." Nico cried, his shoulders shook violently as he let out his heart-shattering sobs. "Shh, p-please don't cry Nico. Nico I'm trying, I will still try. I just want you to be okay. I promise I will help you. Just please baby, don't cry." Percy didn't want to touch the fragile boy yet, not sure whether or not that was allowed. Not being able to touch him wasn't going to stop him from helping Nico though. Nothing was going to stop him. Cover Credits @_PJF4E_

It feels like I've lived my life up until now in a monochrome. And I didn't mind. Until I realized that maybe there's more to the world than blacks and grays and fathers that don't know how to be parents and kids who don't understand who you are. So I'm starting new, and I'm looking for colors. And I get the feeling that maybe, just maybe, I can share the colors I find with someone else so that their world can be just as vivid and bright as mine is sure to be. (Super duper under construction. Some new chapters are published! The originals are still up if anyone wants to read them - they're after the rewritten chapters)

Like all other nights, Nico takes it hard. He breaks down every now and then with Jason supporting him. One night, Percy found out that Nico has been hurting lately, trying to run away from problems. He's determined to help the younger demigod but little does he know he's causing this "problem". On the process of running away, Nico meets a boy who looks like him but older. PERCICO.

Nico comes back to camp to pay a somebody a little visit, Percy noticed him, he felt some type of way he just couldn't put into words. He follows and finds out the truth why Nico had stayed away from all those years. How will Percy react? How will everyone react? Mystery follows.

PERNICO fanfiction here. I hope you guys like it. It's happening after the war with Gaea and Percy decided not to go with Annabeth to New Rome. ENJOY

// When you're drowning, you need someone who can swim. Someone who'll pull you out. Dry you off. Fix you. Be the light in your darkness. But what if your light is gone with the tide? Can you keep going without it? Will you find happiness in someone else? Or will you drown? The decision is yours to make. Choose quickly. You're sinking. Can you make it to the other side? Set about a month after the war with Gaea. Nico hasn't confessed his feelings to Percy, nor has he gotten over them. Characters (esp. Nico) will be rather OOC. DISCLAIMER: guys. Seriously. I AM NOT RICK FREAKIN RIORDAN. I AM A THIRTEEN YEAR OLD FANGIRL WITH NO LIFE. It's called FANfiction for a reason. Don't sue me, as that would be rather unpleasant. Cover art credz to Viria. TRIGGER WARNING: Depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts etc. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Percy Jackson had the normal life that every kid wants, that was until his car was sent skidding off the road and caused his mother's violent death. Left alone in the woods is a situation that no one wants to be in, but what's worse is the gorgeous boy that saved his life isn't going to leave him alone. Nico Di Angelo isn't only his saviour, he's also a powerful werewolf, something that Percy didm't think existed until he met Nico.

The war ended a month ago, the seven beat the giants and the earth mother, Gaea. The two camps made amends and campers were able to move freely between the two. Everyone rejoiced, everyone was happy if not glad that the worst was over... but not for Percy. He's seen things, that no one can imagine and he couldnt just forget about it. No one seemed to get through to him, not even Annabeth. She tried to but eventually gave up, leaving him. He was left in a stupor unable to express hismself. He wouldn't talk to anyone, he kept to himself. He was a shell of hid former self, and no one could help him. Until someone actually made the effort to.

High school Percy Jackson AU. Slow burn Percico story. --Undergoing major editing-- All rights go to their respective owners.

It'd been three years... It'd been three years since they fell into Tartarus. It'd been three years since he returned without her. It'd been three years since Perseus Jackson put up a mask. Nico had gotten better in the past three years. He'd opened up, if not only to four people. He'd been eating more, he was doing extremely well in school, heck, he even let out an occasional smile, but when he sees Percy Jackson on a trip to the pub... Does all this fall apart?