THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XXVIII, CHAPTER XXIX, CHAPTER XXX
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XXVIII, CHAPTER XXIX, CHAPTER XXX
Hi, how are you? Chapter finished early? That's right! The good news is that I've moved things forward a lot, the bad news is that I'm going to have to take a break from translating this one in order to write the last few chapters of the story. As a gift, I've decided to post the last three chapters I have ready. I also have a few chapters of “Sitter's love” ready. It will be out later today.
Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III / CHAPTER IV / CHAPTER V / CHAPTER VI / CHAPTER VII / CHAPTER VIII / CHAPTER IX / CHAPTER X / CHAPTER XI / CHAPTER XII / CHAPTER XIII / CHAPTER XIV / CHAPTER XV / CHAPTER XVI / CHAPTER XVII / CHAPTER XVIII / CHAPTER XIX / CHAPTER XX / CHAPTER XXI / CHAPTER XXII / CHAPTER XXIII / CHAPTER XXIV / CHAPTER XXV /CHAPTER XXVI / CHAPTER XXVII
Chapter XXVIII
"Please!" Nico screamed at the top of his lungs. Luckily, the rest of the family was helping out at the restaurant, so there was no one to witness this scene.
"I don't know. Have you learned your lesson?”
Nico whimpered once more and wiggled in his lap.
You know, Percy was very patient, almost a saint, so charitable and kind. And do you know why? Percy had taken Nico to the car, put their things in the backseat and driven calmly for the next fifteen minutes to his mother's house. He had put away the bags, offered Nico water and made him eat something before taking him upstairs, where their room was. Then, only then, after locking the bedroom door and putting the key in his pocket, he turned to Nico, letting the little boy see his true intentions.
“Take off your clothes,” Percy said without hesitation. However, it was Nico who hesitated. The boy looked at the door, then at the window, and finally looked at him, uncertain.
"Are you sure?" Nico asked. "You didn't reacted very well, before.”
Hmm... it was true. But that moment was in the past.
"Take off your clothes." Percy repeated.
This would be the part where he would usually be moving and he would be taking Nico's clothes off himself. The point here was not about taking off the clothes or even about the spanking that would come, but rather to make Nico feel this really was a punishment, and for that to happen the first step was to make Nico feel humiliated and then reprimanded. The pain would just be a way to release all these emotions.
"What are you waiting for? Do you need encouragement?”
"I... no!" Nico's eyes widened in surprise and he began to take off his clothes. Or rather, he tore them off and threw them to one side of the room, standing in front of Percy with his head slightly lowered and his hands behind his back.
Percy always forgot that Nico understood how the relationship between dominance and submission worked.
Even so, he watched Nico for a few moments. His face was beginning to blush, his spine was curved as if to protect himself and his posture was tense like he knew what was coming. Percy let the moment drag on for a few minutes, without speaking, and only when Nico started to fidget with anxiety, he decided to show some mercy.
"Do you know why we are here?”
"Did I... embarrass you?”
Silly. Percy would never be ashamed of Nico. No matter the reason.
"Do you think I'm ashamed of you?" He grabbed Nico by the chin and made him look at him. And when Nico did nothing but stare back at him, completely docile, Percy was finally satisfied. This was the way a good boy should behave, he should be obedient and well-behaved and the reddish tone on his olive skin made everything even better.
Well, even though he was a good boy, Nico was one of the most stubborn people he knew. And sometimes, trying to talk about the problem didn't work with Nico. So, the solution was to show him. Percy held Nico by the hands, sat on the edge of the bed and placed Nico on his lap, face down.
Percy could do this in many ways. Nico on all fours on the bed, lying on a pillow, kneeling on the floor, standing facing the wall... but no, Percy wanted it to be something more intimate and personal this time, because he wouldn't use any tools, like a paddle or even a hairbrush. He wanted Nico to feel every spank and every touch on his skin, he wanted Nico to regret and apologize. However, Percy stopped for a moment and admired the beauty of his baby, the soft skin, the firm and round ass checks, the slender waist and hips, the body that trembled as Percy caressed the brown skin. He knew he was torturing Nico more than necessary, but in the end, he would be sure that Nico would never doubt him again.
"Are you ready?”
Of course that wasn't a question, it was more of a warning. Percy didn't wait for Nico to answer and brought his hand against the right side of Nico's buttocks, and the first moan came. Or had it been a grunt?
"I... oh! I've been... it's been so long! "A louder moan came with the next slap, without warning, allowing Percy to see the first tear break free.
"I'll ask you one more time. Do you know why we're here?" And then, another slap. Nico bent over and grabbed the sheets, trying to close his legs. "Answer me.”
"I was a bad boy.”
"And what else?”
"I don't know!" Nico shouted, feeling the next slap coming.
Percy was disappointed. Although the spankings weren't exactly weak, it shouldn't have been too difficult to understand why Nico was being punished. He gave three more spanks, one after the other and in the same place, and let Nico rest for a few moments, watching the little boy in his ecstatic misery; his little member was fully erect, about to expel, but his crying was so intense that Nico sobbed, anxious and anguished. A well-applied punishment in his point of view.
"It's okay, baby. I'll help you.”
“Are you?” Nico said in the smallest, sweetest, most vulnerable voice he had ever heard.
"I would never be ashamed of you. So what could it be, hm?”
"I... "Still crying and sniffling, Nico frowned and his eyes furrowed in concentration. "I was jealous?”
"No, it's not that. You can be jealous whenever you want.”
“Then...?”
"It's about trust.”
"Oh.”
Ah, now, yes! The expression he wanted to see, guilt and regret.
"I trust you." Nico muttered, embarrassed.
"Do you think I'm going to cheat on you? Trade you for someone else? If I haven't done this for two years, why would I do it now?”
"I don't know." Nico said even more quietly, tears rolling down his dark skin again. "I just... I can't believe that someone like you would want to spend the rest of their life with me.”
Gods, now Percy was the one who wanted to cry. He picked Nico up and made him sit on one of his legs, keeping Nico's small member pressed against his jeans. Nico gasped at the same time, his member and his aching ass being rubbed at the same time.
"Well, that's not right. My baby should never doubt me.”
"I don't doubt it! Ah!”
"Until that sinks in, we'll keep doing it. Over and over, until there's no doubt left.”
"Please!" Nico screamed again, feeling the burning sensation spread across his skin once more.
Percy admitted, he was at his most sadistic moment, there were so many things he had to do and plan that, he confessed, Percy was letting the stress out through his pores as he watched Nico scream and beg for mercy.
"Then I want to see you beg for forgiveness.”
“I’m sorry!”
There it was, exactly what he wanted to hear. The look of anguish on Nico's face was so beautiful that he could have come just watching it. Percy continued to spank Nico's skin, and with each new spank that was accompanied by a shouted "Sorry!", something inside him expanded and was satisfied, as if Percy were at a banquet with all of his favorite dishes.
That is, Percy would have been content to watch that scene for the rest of his life, if he hadn't caught the exact moment where something in Nico seemed to have changed, one moment Nico was all tense and distressed, and the next, well... Nico went limp in his arms, the lines on his face softened and his dark eyes rolled back, then closed in complete climax. And if Percy hadn't been so close, he would have barely noticed, the only clue was the small pool of liquid against his hip where Nico was leaning.
What could Percy do? He never said Nico couldn't cum or that he couldn't enjoy the moment.
***
Nico sighed and allowed himself to be hugged, while Percy comforted him. He thought he was still crying, tremors making the sobs more intense than expected, his empty and numb head spinning slowly. Nico knew that one day Percy would kill him, but he would die happy and content. Nothing could affect him at that moment.
Which was fine. In fact, Nico couldn't be better, traveling on the endorphins that only a good session of pain could bring. If disobeying Percy more times was what it took to be "punished" more often, Nico would become the worst of the good boys. He wanted to laugh at these silly thoughts, but Percy still held him in his arms, still caressed his back and still massaged the sensitive skin of his buttocks. It was difficult to have a coherent thought in those moments, moments when he focused only on obeying. Nico knew that once the endorphins left his body, being a good boy or not would make no difference, but in those long minutes, feeling Percy's hands on him and lips against his, nothing was more important.
"Shhhh... it's okay." Percy murmured against his lips, making him open his eyes. Nico took a deep breath and moaned, feeling Percy's wet fingers brush against his entrance, the position they were in perfect for penetration; he sat on Percy's lap with his legs wrapped around Percy's waist.
It wasn't long after that, one finger turned into two and then the head of Percy’s cock was touching his entrance, applying a little pressure until it entered, sliding into the tight passage and making him arch his spine, moaning as he felt Percy penetrate him completely. This was something Nico didn't understand, he used to hate that feeling of his muscles stretching, the slight burning that made him hot without hurting him. Now? He loved feeling his body open up and allow Percy to enter him, a pleasure that Nico didn't understand if it was completely physical or if it was also emotional.
Nico let out another moan, feeling the pain come back with a vengeance, when Percy grabbed his buttocks, making him contract all over.
"Hmm. So good. You like it that way, don't you?”
He... Nico loved it. He liked every gesture and every touch, every word, every movement. But Nico had a problem, he was afraid to say how much he liked everything Percy made him feel, whether they were positive or negative emotions. Because, sometimes, Percy was a bit... cruel, dominating him beyond what Nico was comfortable with. Percy used what Nico said against him, even if it was in the best possible way. Even if Nico didn't want to admit it. What if one day, a day that was very far from coming, Percy dominated him in such a way that Nico would never be able to get out of this submissive state of mind and became only what Percy wanted him to be, nothing more than a patchwork doll?
In fact, Nico felt like it could happen at any moment, with the slightest touch and words spoken sweetly in his ear. He felt like his mind would float away from him and only the part inside him that lived to satisfy its owner's desires would remain.
"Baby?" He heard Percy's voice calling him back in the distance, as if pulling him with a rope back to the earth. "Here you are. So beautiful.”
"Ah, I'm going to... cum..." Nico moaned, shuddering, Percy holding him by his back and neck, affectionately, moving his waist towards another orgasm, his bones feeling like they were made of jelly and his muscles completely relaxed.
"That's it. Like that?”
Nico couldn't take it anymore. Percy reached that little spot inside him, the sensation coming suddenly. One moment he felt like melted butter and the next, Nico was twitching, coming, wrapping his legs around Percy's waist and throwing his head back in a silent scream. And without being touched, he expelled, for long moments feeling himself go empty, only stopping when exhaustion made him relax once more.
"Per.” He whimpered, his nerves hypersensitive. The sensation coming as suddenly as his orgasm.
"It's okay. I'm here.”
A kiss was placed on his neck, another on his face and finally on his lips. And then, everything seemed to get better. Nicos’s breathing calmed down and his heart slowed down.
"Good boy. So obedient.”
If he had a tail, Nico would be wagging it happily right now. Because that's how Nico felt, like a pet who had been praised for learning a new trick and being a good boy.
"I'm not a... a..." Nico couldn't find the words even if he wanted to, his head was too empty to form complex thoughts.
"Oh, aren't you my good boy? My baby? Papa will be sad.”
This was too much for his dopamine-fueled brain. Nico chose to close his eyes and hide his face in Percy's shoulder, feeling safe and protected, agreeing with Percy even though he couldn't admit it.
"Oh, my baby don't to worry. I have a gift for you.”
Nico heard the sound of plastic being opened and something being placed in his hand.
"Eat.”
Nico obeyed, entranced. He took a bite and pleasure spread across his tongue. It was chocolate. Well, it was a candy made of chocolate that they used to eat as children. It used to be his favorite, something he made with his own hands to remember his mother.
"Thank you." Nico found himself saying between bites, content to stay exactly where they were; in bed, sitting on Percy's lap with his head resting on his shoulder and eating his favorite candy.
"My baby deserves the best.”
Nico wasn't sure about that. He would let Percy decide that for him, like he always did.
Chapter XXIX
"Baby, are you okay? "Percy had to ask.
Usually Percy wouldn't worry if Nico stayed in his happy and submissive little world for long periods of time. The truth is that he liked to see Nico completely under his control, obeying his every order and trying so hard to fulfill his wishes that if it were up to him, these moments between four walls would never end. However, the sky was already starting to darken and he could hear the sound of his brothers' laughter and his mother's voice scolding them.
It was at times like these that Percy wished he was an adult and didn't have to share the time he had with Nico, much less let them see Nico at his most vulnerable. Honestly? Percy didn't care how other people would react, but rather how Nico would feel when he finally emerged from his light and content state.
Percy did his best to make Nico feel safe enough to snap out of his trance. They took a long bath, he washed Nico's hair, fed Nico his favorite food, and then made him take a nap. That was usually enough to get Nico back to normal. Today? Nico seemed especially determined to keep his distance.
"Baby?" Percy called again.
Nico merely lifted his head from his chest and settled himself more comfortably under the covers, blinking slowly, seemingly waiting for the next order.
"I need you to come back to me.”
"Come back?" Nico frowned and sat down, trying to reason.
"It's been five hours. Do you want dinner?”
"Oh." The crease disappeared from Nico’s face, but he remained as he was, slow and meek, not questioning anything. "Okay.”
Nico then stood up. He dragged himself out of bed and calmly put on his shoes, walked to the bedroom door and waited for him, patient, obedient, almost bowing, holding his own hands behind his back.
Percy sighed, at least Nico wasn't completely spaced out. This was all his fault, he knew that well. Wasn't that what he wanted? Nico completely obedient and submissive one hundred percent of the time?
In the end, Nico was right. What Percy really wanted was to have fun and fulfill his darkest fantasies.
Moments later, Percy realized that he had no reason to worry. They went downstairs, ate without anything strange happening and Nico even interacted with Tyson and Grover, helping Sally put the dishes on the table. There was a moment when Nico and Sally disappeared into the kitchen and only returned ten minutes later, at which point Percy thought he was in trouble, but all he saw was Nico sitting on his lap and resting his head on his shoulder, and Sally, who smiled at him proudly.
***
Sometimes Percy wished he could go back to the time when his parents were still married and his family had a lot less money. It would mean less responsibilities, more free time, and less stress in his life. First, his mother had the brilliant idea of making him wake up at five in the morning that weekend to help with the monthly billing and inventory, something an accountant could easily do. But no, Sally had suffered a setback in the past and was not willing to take another one. So everyone in the family was forced to help. Nico was a special case, of course. He already helped Sally more than his share in the kitchen, so Nico was exempt from that hard work. And if that weren't enough, they had a meeting with the restaurant's suppliers.
Apparently, the quality of the vegetables wasn't pleasing Sally, and apparently Percy intimidated anyone who looked at him for too long. Go figure. So, that was one of his duties; whenever they had to deal with an insufferable customer or service provider, he would be there. And this time, it was the vegetable supply; his new mission was to stand behind his mother and face the men until they agreed to the new contract. It would be funny if he didn't have to leave Nico alone at home.
But before going to the meeting, Percy made sure to wake Nico up. He knew it was still eight o'clock in the morning on a Saturday, but he still remembered how Nico had reacted when he hadn't found him in bed that time he had visited Apollo’s club. So, without making a sound, Percy took the stairs and went towards his room, seeing that the door was ajar, and he could see inside the room through the crack in the door.
Percy pushed open the door and what he saw took his breath away.
Nico stood in the middle of the room, naked, wet hair and barefoot, with his back to the door, sitting on the edge of the bed. In it was the black box with the collar, the same collar that they had both decided to ignore, like a taboo that should never be mentioned. But there was Nico, holding the collar against his lap, seeming to admire its weight in his long, thin fingers, completely calm and composed, and with the same quiet and docile attitude that he had adopted for the last few days.
For the first time, he decided that taking no action was the best course of action. Because no matter what he said or even ordered, this was something Nico would have to decide for himself. And if in the end Nico decided he didn't want any of this, Percy would have to accept it.
It didn't take long for Percy to get his answer. Slowly, Nico brought the collar up to his own neck and wrapped it around his skin, still without fastening the clasp, seeming to measure the weight of the leather on his skin. When nothing happened, Percy watched as Nico buckled the collar and continued to hold the leather against his skin, as thought the collar were too heavy for his neck to bear.
Nico stood up, and still with his back to the door, he walked over to the mirror that stood on the other side of the room, near the wardrobe. Nico was admiring himself, that's what it was; he touched the leather of the collar, as if stroking the fur of a pet, and even from this distance, Percy could see the olive skin darkening with a blush, although Nico wasn't panicking like he had before. After all, why would he? It was just fantasies, wasn't it?
Percy couldn't take it anymore. He marched with determined steps into the room and stopped behind Nico, almost glued to his back, now observing both of their reflections in front of the mirror. It was something automatic, his hands went to Nico's neck, his fingers circling the long neck, right at the part of the collar that now hid the choker, massaging the skin he found there.
“So you liked it.” It hadn’t been a question, because the answer was obvious. The look on Nico’s face told Percy everything he needed to know, and the surprised, shy gasp even more so.
"I didn't... I was curious!" There it was, anxiety coming like a bullet train. So the problem must be his presence. Or maybe the expectation that Nico himself placed on himself.
Nico took a step forward, trying to free himself from his hands, and this time, Percy allowed Nico to escape; this was not something he should joke about if he wanted the sight of Nico wearing a collar to be an everyday occurrence in the future.
"It's okay. I didn't mean to scare you.”
"You didn't scare me. It's just... you know... I don't know if I can do what you expect of me. The diary, it's just fantasies and... I never thought I would... I would like it so much that I would have sex with someone. I just... I don't know.”
“I understand,” Percy said in his most affable voice.
"Do you?" Nico opened his eyes wide, looking surprised and so innocent that Percy came closer again, touching his black hair, trying to comfort him.
"It's okay if you want to play. It's okay if you don't. We don't have to try something new just because I want to.”
"I thought the role of a submissive was to do the dominant's wishes?”
"This is a fantasy, isn't it? You said it yourself. I don't want to force you.”
"Oh." Nico murmured, relaxing in Percy's arms, resting his head on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around his waist. "Sometimes, I feel like I should do certain things... I mean! You never asked me to do this...
"It's okay." Percy said once more, smiling at Nico, deciding to put him out of his misery. "From now on, whenever I want to do something, I'll ask for permission. It doesn't matter what it is, even if it's a kiss.”
"Always?”
"And you are under no obligation to accept or reciprocate, or to feel pressured.”
"I don't feel like you're forcing me, I just..." Then Nico looked down, all shy, and turned his face to the side trying to hide. "It's this uncontrollable urge to... to do these things.”
"Like what?”
"To obey. Not to disappoint you." That's when Percy saw Nico close his eyes, squeezing them tightly, still with his face against his shoulder. "I want to be your baby and your good boy for the rest of my life. Only yours.”
Percy hadn't expected that! They had definitely come a long way to get here. Percy found himself straightening his back and taking a deep breath, a somewhat manic smile forming on his face, a reaction faster than he could control. And just as quickly as it had come, that sense of satisfaction and sick possession was also gone, leaving Percy to pull Nico against his chest and hug him tightly.
"Thank you for telling me. You are so brave. My perfect baby, hm?”
Nico didn't say anything, but he groaned, hugging him tighter around the waist, curling up against his chest, almost melting into him. Percy wouldn't trade this moment for anything in this life.
***
"Thank you for telling me. You are so brave. My perfect baby, hm?
Yes, he was! Gods! Hearing Percy say these things, even though Nico already knew this fact, made something inside him explode with joy.
Well, what could he say? He had decided to let himself go.
I mean, what could be so bad besides Percy taking him deeper and deeper into this sea of pleasure that he didn't even know was possible? What was the point in running away and fighting against these feelings when without even realizing it he found himself in the same place? This light feeling reminded him of a game he and Percy used to play as children; each time they won a challenge, the game took them to the next level, climbing step by step until they reached the final level.
The problem was that this innocent and silly game seemed to have no end, the steps stretching endlessly until they were lost from sight. That was how Nico felt, the further Percy took him, the harder it was to find the same Nico who had started on the first level. Sometimes, Nico barely recognized himself. He didn't feel as small as before, as shy or as defenseless. It was as if during the game he had gained special powers and they were still with him, as if Nico had sucked them into his being, forever absorbed into his skin. But sometimes, even if he didn't want to, the old Nico would make his appearances, he wasn't proud of it, forcing Percy to take a step back in this waltz where no one knew what the next step would be. However, what could he do but to get into the rhythm of the dance?
This was a good example, the best of them. Feeling Percy stroking his hair and sliding his hands down his back, always trying to comfort him no matter the reason. Even when there was no reason or when the culprit was Nico himself. At that moment, Nico realized that this time he didn't need to be comforted, but that he liked the kind gesture anyway.
“I know I can be… strict,” Percy murmured in his ear, brushing the stubble growing against his neck, making him shiver. “You have to tell me if I’m being demanding.”
"You never demand what I don't want to give.”
That was the truth. No matter how much he hesitated or said he didn't want to, it was hard to lie to himself when the object of his only obsession in life was right in front of him, offering everything he thought he would never have, yet was so intense that it felt like he was about to pass out at any moment. Not because it was bad, but because Nico lost his breath every time Percy looked at him for more than two seconds.
Then, Nico felt lips touching his in a sweet, slow caress, and he closed his eyes, relaxing as the kiss continued; a nip and a lick later, a gasp, tongues meeting in a perfect fit, like it always had been, like that first time when he had run away and only returned two years later. It seemed like that was all Nico had done up until that moment, run and dodge until he had no other choice, until his only thought was to make up for all the lost time.
“Good boy,” Percy said against his lips, pressing their mouths together one last time before pulling away, smiling at him.
Nico wanted to follow Percy, ask Percy to throw him on the bed and continue up the stairs. Percy had other ideas, like walking away from Nico and opening the closet, taking out a blazer and a pair of khaki dress pants.
"Didn't you have to go out with your friends? "Percy said, still with his head inside the wardrobe.
That was true. That was why Nico had woken up so early on a Saturday, distracting himself with the thought of putting on that collar and kneeling at Percy's feet, swearing eternal fidelity and obedience was not in the cards. Maybe after the wedding, if it actually happened.
When Percy emerged, he was fully dressed. Italian shoes, black shirt, full suit, and slicked-back hair. Nico was so lucky! How he had managed to get engaged to someone so handsome and charming was beyond him.
Nico didn't even try to contain himself, he walked over to Percy, stood on his tiptoes and kissed him again, something quick and soft, and said: "You never dress like that for me.”
Percy smiled at him, one of those sideways, dimpled smiles that made him look like a shark, and grabbed him by the hair, making him groan.
"What's the point of me getting dressed like this if my clothes are going to be taken off in less than five minutes?”
Percy kissed him hard on the lips, eliciting another moan from him and let him go, looking at himself one last time in the mirror.
"Why don't you get some rest, hm? They can wait for you.”
Well, rest wasn't the right word.
Nico followed Percy's eyes and looked down at his lap. Nico had a certain amount of bulge to him, and Percy looked like he would kneel down on the floor at any moment and help him with it. Then Percy looked back into his eyes and smiled again.
"Later. I promise." Percy, his cruel dom, said, walking away slowly towards the door. But before he went, he said: "Don't have too much fun without me.”
Chapter XXX
"Later. I promise." Percy said, walking away slowly towards the door. "Don't have too much fun without me.”
Nico didn't intend to. Ever since he had returned from Italy, he rarely had fun if Percy wasn't around. The friends he still had around kept telling him how Percy was the worst villain, and the ones who didn't say anything kept their distance, hesitant and afraid at the mere thought of what Percy could do to them.
Wasn't that ridiculous? Nico wasn't interested in them either. He admitted he missed his friends in Venice, his family, the scorching sun, the centuries-old buildings, and the clean air. But he would miss Percy even more, and if being away from his hometown was necessary, that's what he would do.
The door finally closed behind him, allowing him to look at his reflection in the mirror again. That was another thing he admitted, he liked seeing that collar around his neck; Nico could see himself wearing it without shame in the future.
He saw himself and Percy in a large house in the countryside, the sun beating down on his skin as he knelt, resting his head on Percy's lap, Percy’s thick and long fingers caressing him as if he were a little lap dog. Being a submissive was not what he had imagined, the pain was fleeting, barely registering in his brain, and the pleasure lasted for hours, days if he allowed himself to. It was strange, and sometimes, it seemed wrong to put himself in these situations, to let himself be used as Percy saw fit. The looks of pity were what really bothered him, as if at any moment his "friends" would offer to help him. Beautiful friends who, when he needed them most, offered little in the way of comfort or safety.
That was the only reason he had come back, besides the jealousy that had eaten away at him when he saw Annabeth and Percy so close together on social media. Nico didn't need to go through all that torture again, seeing Annabeth in the hallways or the same people who had tried to abuse him more than six years ago. All that was left for Nico to do was take a deep breath and overcome his trauma, or rather, ignore them until they didn't matter. Because this, the collar around his neck, was proof that in the end it would all be worth it. Somehow, the weight that had suffocated him a few days ago, now kept him trapped in reality; it was a promise, an oath that in the end everything would work out if he held on a little longer, just a little longer, and then he could free himself from everything that was dragging him down.
Well, in the end, Percy was right. It was best for him to get some rest, leaving in the state he was in would only lead to more worry and advices he hadn't asked for. Feeling exhausted, Nico ignored his phone that was beeping, indicating a new message had arrived, and collapsed onto the bed. He crawled onto his pillow, covered himself with the duvet, and closed his eyes. Ten minutes would be enough. Maybe thirty.
***
When Percy got home, he went straight to his room, where he knew Nico would be. He could encourage Nico to go out with his friends, have fun and be independent, but deep down, he liked things the way they were; Nico always at home, always waiting for him like a well-behaved boy should. And even though he knew Nico would be in bed, ignoring his friends once again, Percy took the stairs two at a time and slowly pushed the door open. Just as he imagined, there was his baby, covered with the duvet up to his waist, sleeping peacefully, like a little angel, his little angel, always very obedient.
Instead of going in and changing his clothes, Percy closed the door again, letting Nico sleep for a few more minutes. He went downstairs and entered the kitchen, finding his mother there, helping her put away the basket of vegetables they had received from the supplier.
"Where's Nico? I can't wait to try that stew.”
"He’s sleeping.”
This was the moment Percy expected the complaints to come, but they never did.
Sally turned to him, walked towards him, and held his shoulders, smiling sweetly.
"I'm so proud. Nico has been much less tired and happier." Then, Sally straightened her spine and put her hands on her waist. "I still don't like seeing you guys doing these things behind my back, but it's working.”
"Is that why you don't bother me anymore?”
"You're doing a good job. Keep doing that, hm? Then I won't need to do it.”
"Hey! Who's your son here?”
"Honey, I know you." Sally smiled once more and turned her back on him, finishing putting away the vegetables, picking up other things and starting the stew.
Percy just smiled, shrugging. The truth was, he wasn't doing anything special. It was Nico she should be praising. In fact, Percy felt that he wasn't even trying and that maybe they were good for each other. Well, Percy planned to keep doing it even if Nico never wanted to have sex with him again.
***
When Nico wakes up the sky is still bright, the sun shining brighter in the midday heat. However, the feeling of despair has disappeared and in its place, contentment has emerged. He does not open his eyes immediately, feeling the heat warm his face and gentle fingers run over his scalp, making him sigh.
It was Percy who woke him up. Nico would recognize that scent anywhere, the way Percy touched him, the velvety voice calling his name, making him feel like he was still asleep, dreaming of his grandmother's house, where he and Percy were in the strawberry fields, walking calmly through the long rows of berries, the sun beating down on his face.
"Are you feeling better?”
Nico could barely remember why he had been so sad. So he just nodded. He got out from under the covers and crawled until he reached Percy who was sitting on the bed. He sat on Percy's lap and wrapped his legs around him before hugging him by the neck, kissing him slowly, sealing their lips together softly.
"Hmm... does my baby want to play?”
“I don't know.”
"You're still wearing the collar.”
"Oh.
It was true, Nico hadn't noticed. After all, it wasn't that heavy. Although it didn't feel right to be wearing it right now.
"Take it off for me?”
There it was, the disappointment on Percy's face. He tried to hide it, of course, behind an innocent smile. As usual, ignoring certain things until the right moment came was always the best thing to do.
Without rushing, Percy grabbed his neck and unbuckled the clasp, running his fingers over his skin, seeming to say goodbye to the leather and welcoming the now exposed skin, placing a little kiss between the choker that was under the collar and the gap between his collarbone.
"So handsome. I can't wait to see you in a white suit. Will you wear the collar for me? Will you wear something pretty underneath, hm?”
Nico felt his face heat up immediately, knowing that Percy was staring at him so closely. He hadn't thought about it. Was this the moment where they truly became submissive and dominant? Where he would kneel at Percy's feet and remain that way for the rest of their lives? Nico knew that technically nothing would change, but then why did it feel like they were about to take a big step in their relationship?
He had to lift his head and look at Percy in a way he rarely did, seeing his green eyes shining with something Nico preferred not to examine too deeply, the smile still resting on his beautiful lips, showing perfect white teeth. Which made Nico wonder, did he know what he was getting himself into?
“Is this what will happen when we get married? I thought it was just a fantasy.”
"It can be whatever we want.”
But all Nico could hear was, “It’ll be whatever I want it to be.” And strangely, that thought didn’t scare him; it wasn’t like he was going to become a sex slave and be thrown into a dark dungeon where the sun could never reach him.
"What if I don't want to?" Nico finally asked, getting that off his chest.
Nico watched Percy continue to look at him, as if Percy had no doubts in the world, seeing a much more sincere smile appear.
"Then we don't do it.”
"Sure.”
“But... aren't you curious to know what it would be like?”
“I don’t know.”
Nico looked away, pretending to think about it. It was clear that he was curious. Just when he thought Percy couldn't surprise him anymore, a new avalanche of emotions caught him off guard. He felt like he would spend the rest of his life being surprised, drowning in a sea of pleasure next to Percy.
"Hm." Was all Percy said before standing up and taking the collar with him. Percy walks to the wardrobe, takes the black box with him and puts it inside, closing the closet with a final movement. "Looks like the game will have to wait for another time.”
Either way, it was better like this. That way, no one would be tempted to do anything beyond what they were both willing to face.
***
Percy felt strangely light and carefree that morning. As usual, they were all sitting at the table for breakfast. He and Nico walked into the kitchen hand in hand and sat silently, side by side, moving in sync, listening to Grover and Tyson argue about something unimportant, while Sally tried to make them behave. The good thing about living in the middle of chaos was that their plates were already on the table with a glass of juice and another of coffee for each of them.
He admitted that he hadn't been paying attention to what they were saying, because now he understood why Nico liked to be lost in his own little world so much. Don't get him wrong, Percy loved his family, he would do anything for them in a heartbeat, but sometimes, all he wanted was a moment of peace and quiet; he couldn't wait to marry Nico and have a place just for them.
"Per? Aren't you going to eat?”
"Not today." He answered without paying attention, holding Nico's hand again. This made him look at his baby who was looking at him curiously, a discreet smile on his lips, his eyes shining with amusement. "It's okay.”
Percy stretched, took a sip of his coffee, and picked up a croissant. "Satisfied?"
He didn't wait for Nico's answer. He helped Nico down from the chair, pulled him out of the kitchen, and went after his bags, finding them where Percy had left them; at the entrance to the front door, along with his mother's purse and the car keys. The car ride to school was even quieter and calmer, making him feel that today nothing could disturb him. What more could Percy want in this world than Nico's company? A good morning kiss? Nico's hand under his? The certainty of a future together? Percy already had all of that. So, no matter how many obstacles there were, there was no reason to worry.
That's how Percy got out of the car and opened the door for Nico, wrapping his arms around his waist. They walked into the school and ignored the stares, Percy focusing on Nico, watching his baby's face heat up the more he looked.
“What’s gotten into you today?” Nico finally said, allowing Percy to hear his voice for the first time that day. A low, husky voice still from sleep, caressing his senses.
Percy doesn't say anything, he just brings his hand to Nico's face and caresses it, watching Nico's eyes close in pleasure, watching Nico's smile come back with a vengeance, almost blinding him, content. Then, Nico tilts his head towards Percy and their lips meet, but it's just that, a peck, a gesture of affection. Nico's eyes open again and that's how they stay, standing in the middle of the hallway, hugging each other, as if only they existed.
Percy felt like they were talking through those looks and smiles. The best part was that he understood every word.
"You're an idiot." Nico says. Percy agrees.
But then they hear the bell ring. It was time to return to reality. Percy and Nico are forced to walk again, heading towards their lockers, in fact, towards Percy's locker because it was the biggest of them both; Nico had stopped using his, years ago, even before going to Italy. Most of their classes were the same, so they shared their books, the teachers had long since given up on separating them. In fact, their grades were so good that the teachers had no reason to separate them; and Percy was sure, he had never been so ready in his life. It was Nico's influence, making him study without even realizing it.
Unfortunately, when he got there, his bubble of contentment was broken.
"Well, well. Look who we have here? The golden couple.”
Percy snorted, about to turn around and show up to class without his books, when Nico grabbed his arm. With just one look from Nico, he understood everything. Okay. They would get their books and notebooks, and go to class, as expected. Percy took the lead. He walked the rest of the distance to the locker fourteen, grabbed what he had to get and closed it, slamming the door as hard as necessary.
"Hmm... looks like someone is tense. I know a way to relax you. Why don't we meet later?”
This was too much for Percy. He lifted his head and stared into those cold gray eyes, took a deep breath and opened his mouth when he felt gentle hands grip his arm. Nico was staring at him closely, his furious black eyes telling him more than his words could. Annabeth didn't deserve even his disgust and contempt. Great, Percy would do what Nico asked.
Percy didn't look at her again, deciding to kiss Nico's face, trying to calm him down, and hugged him by the shoulders, taking him away. Soon Annabeth would be just the memory of an envious and inconvenient girl.
They walked into their first class of the day, placed their notebooks and books under the table and sat down. Soon the tests would begin.
That's it for now. Now I'll try to wrap up all the loose ends and solve the problems. Wish me luck.
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Oii, como vai? Eu consegui fazer uma capa para uma das minhas histórias com Inteligencia artificial! Eu só queria compartilhar com vocês. ❤❤
Eu fiz uma capa em Inglês também, mas por enquanto apenas tenho a versão em português. A história está incompleta, mas quem quiser ler >>> SpiritFanfic e AO3. Provavelmente no futuro vou traze-la para cá.
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I thought about writing this post for a long time and decided, fuck it, I'm gonna write this.
All over my dash I see people being disappointed because nobody is leaving comments on ao3 anymore/rebloging things on tumblr.
And the only thing I can think about this is: it's so true.
Two weeks ago I posted the epilog of my 60k words fanfic (I've been writing on it for almost a year and got some positive feedback on it) and I got ZERO comments, or kudos on the epilog.
I can see that people kicked on it, but I have no idea whether they liked it or not. (And I used to get a comment on my story now and then)
Last week I posted the first extra chapter (I planned three of these) and also got no reaction.
No I'm just sitting here, wondering if my writing is just true shit.
This is also the reason I was hesitate to post this. Maybe it's not the people and just that shithole of a story I've been writing.
Things like are just running around my head now and must say that the motivation to even finish those extra chapters is gone.
GUYS, IF YOU LIKE A FANFIC PLEASE LET THE AUTHOR KNOW, IT MEANS SO MUCH TO THEM.
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THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XII
Hi, how are you doing? Things are finally calming down. Maybe there'll be another chapter later this week!
In today's chapter we have another scene from the past. I hope you like it^^
And I have some news. I've made a cover for this story! Also made with artificial intelligence. I feel like I should get paid since I'm practically training them already! But it looks cute.
Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III / CHAPTER IV / CHAPTER V / CHAPTER VI / CHAPTER VII / CHAPTER VIII / CHAPTER IX / CHAPTER X / CHAPTER XI
I hope you enjoy it!
''You're funny.'' Nico told him.
''You are.’’
And like third graders, which they both were, they laughed again as they heard the bell ring. Percy hadn't even realized that half an hour had passed, what was more time than he'd usually spent with his old friends these days. And what that said about him, hm?
''We have to go.'' He heard Nico say.
They really had. In a hurry, he helped Nico collect the lunch boxes and accompanied him to his next class, discovering that Nico was in fact in the same classes as him. Was Percy so distracted by trying to hide that he didn't see what was going on around him? Well, that would change from that moment on.
***
A few more days passed and with them, Percy began to pay attention to his surroundings.
It was strange. How had Percy not noticed Nico's presence until that moment? Everytime Percy looked around, Nico would be there, at any place or time of day, too. That is, until they both went off to their respective homes, rehearsals or trainings, and even then, Percy would still be thinking about Nico; while waiting for his older brother to pick him up or at home helping his mother cook, trying new dishes.
That's what continued to happen for a long time, days, weeks, months, even, was hard to get a sense of time when the hours passed so quickly and the days were all the same. Percy felt like he was emerging from a paralyzing sleep, finding something that finally held his attention. One day he noticed that Nico sat at the front of the room and was very close to the exit door. On another, Nico was more towards the middle of the room and then the little boy appeared next to him, sharing the double desk with him. Grover was in the desk next to his with Juniper, Luke behind him with Thalia.
Percy looked at Nico once again and saw him writing something around a drawing, a black helmet, the handwriting as beautiful as the features of the figure. Percy wanted to ask since when they had sat together. Since when had Nico been part of his group of friends and since when had he felt so comfortable with Nico's presence, with the quietness that Nico's actions brought. Instead, he said in the lowest voice possible:
''What's that?”
''Hm?' 'Nico muttered and looked at him, as calm as ever. ''A design for a novel. I don't know if I'll finish it.”
The strangest thing was that he knew exactly what Nico was talking about. Percy had seen the draft of the novel in one of the breaks shared with food, and like everything Nico did, it was beautiful and delicate, as if Nico put a part of his soul into everything he touched with his hands, whether it was a piece of paper, art, food or homework.
''You should. It's beautiful.”
Nico didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and continued scribbling, his face hidden behind long, black hair that shone as it reflected the sunlight. Nico then doodled a sword and an armor, leather gloves, a crown of roses. The more Percy watched Nico draw, the less Percy understood what was holding his attention so much. Maybe it was the slim hands, the long, elegant fingers, maybe it was Nico's concentrated attitude, or maybe was the relaxed body next to his, his head next to Nico's, admiring the soft lines that revealed so much beauty.
'''Alright, guys. Get your books.'' The teacher said and out of nowhere, part of the magic was broken.
The drawings were still in Nico's notebook, just as beautiful as before, and they were still stuck together, leaning over the shared desk. The difference was that Nico had tensed and looked up at Percy, as if Nico hadn't paid attention to what was happening around him until he heard the teacher's voice. Percy also realized something, maybe he was very close to Nico, hugging him by the shoulders like a prison with no escape.
''Sorry.'' Even with all this in mind, Percy made no move to pull away or let him go.
Percy thought Nico was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. There was nothing like seeing the blush spreading across Nico's face, the darker skin taking on a warmer hue, to look at and to touch too, because even over his clothes, Percy could feel the heat emanating from Nico at the points where they touched; at his shoulders and hips, almost making Percy touch that delicate, beautiful face.
''...mind.”
''Sorry?”
''I don't mind.' 'Nico repeated in the same low, discreet tone, then turned to his notebook and picked up the books they would need.
Percy got the impression that Nico cared, yes, but in a... positive way. He saw the little boy open the book to the right page, lean against the back of the chair and up his arm, starting to read while the teacher explained the subject, like that scene was something completely normal. This made Percy wonder once again: had he ever done this with Nico? Since when were they so close? Wasn't it Annabeth who should have been by his side? Sure, they'd never been that close or acted the way he and Nico were acting, but... since when did she sit on the other side of the room with Clarisse and Silena? Shouldn't he have cared a little more than just being slightly surprised? She was his friend, wasn't she...? Shouldn't Percy miss her? So why had he only noticed Annabeth's absence now?
''Is everything all right?' 'He heard a soft voice beside him, and then, Nico's hand rested on his arm, Percy noticing in his friend's face a worried look.
Percy took a deep breath, letting his shoulders relax, and found himself smiling, something inside his chest warming and pulsing, as if the spark of an unknown feeling inside him was waking up.
''Everything is great. Wonderful. Incredible.”
''You dork.'' Nico rolled his eyes and leaned back against him, continuing to read the text the teacher had asked them.
Well, after that, Percy quickly understood what was going on; or rather, his psychiatrist had helped him understand. Nico wasn't stalking him, but in fact, Nico was doing the same thing he was; Nico was trying to live a discreet life away from prying eyes. Even he, at the age of eleven, admired the image that Nico made. The little boy stood out so much among the other studentes that Percy could clearly see the difference. Straight, wavy, thick hair, a small, fleshy mouth, intense black eyes, it was such a beautiful set that it gave Nico an androgynous, feminine look, although it was impossible to mistake Nico for a girl.
The point was, Nico had found the best places to hide, the same ones that Percy had found too. The music room, the forest, the bleachers near the sports fields further away from the classrooms.
Percy couldn't help himself, day after day, he found himself doing the same steps.
In addition to spending his time in class close to Nico, always during breaks, whether during the day or in the afternoon, he found himself walking and finding his way to the familiar bleachers with the familiar mop of hair in the far corner trying to hide. They never agreed out loud, it was just something that had become routine.
Nico would leave first, Percy would exchange a few words with his remaining friends and then he would follow Nico; he would practice basketball for a few minutes on the courth floor and then he would sit down next to Nico, accepting a lunchbox filled with the things he loved most, cake and pie, blueberry juice too, and sometimes, Nico would surprise him, baked potatoes or pancakes; if Nico was in the mood, lasagna or something Italian. No matter what it was, Percy would happily eat every grain and every bit of food. If Nico made it for him, the least he could do was repay him by eating it all. But it seemed so little compared to what Nico did for him... Percy wanted to share something with Nico that was important and valuable too. But what could be more valuable than sharing the food you've made yourself with someone?
''Your drawings are very good. Where did you learn?’’
They were once again in the stands, Percy ignoring the ball still in his hands to watch Nico take a forkful of food into his mouth, stopping midway with the fork between his lips.
''Hm?’’
''Where did you learn to draw?’’
''Oh, that?'' Then Nico looked down at his lap, where the notebook was, and put his lunchbox down. ''I had a lot of free time.”
Percy didn't know if he had understood… but Nico smiled at him, seeming to understand his confusion.
''I don't have any friends. I never had. Imagination was all that I had.”
''And what am I? A tree?’’
''No, you're a popular and rich athlete.’’
''You're right. I have many riches, how about you share them with me?”
''What are you saying?'’ Nico smiled again and Percy felt a throbbing in his chest that had nothing to do with the asthma he had as a baby.
''My mother likes to cook.’’
''Isn't that obvious? I mean, she has a restaurant, doesn't she?'' Nico said and tilted his head to the side, like that would make him understand what Percy meant.
''She'd love the company.”
''Don't we... have a paper to finish?’’
''I have plenty of space at home. My mother won't mind.’’
''Are you sure? I've never been to anyone's house.’’
This only made Percy's chest tighten even more.
''There's always a first time, right?’’
Nico looked at him, seemed to analyze him from head to toe and ended up shrugging.
''I will trust you.’’
At the time, Percy didn't know why he was having so many palpitations or why the feeling of relief had seized him so intensely. Later, he would recognize it as the fear of being rejected, and even if he didn't understand it yet, he knew that someone as sweet, beautiful and talented as Nico would never reject him so rudely. Thiat way, they finished eating and went on to their next classes, arranging to meet at the main gate after the last class.
***
Percy admitted, he had wasted more time than intended talking to the literature teacher. Apparently, he needed to try harder if he wanted to have a future at that school. She argued with him, went over every little thing he'd done wrong, and even gave him extra assignments to make sure his mistakes were corrected. Percy left the classroom as quickly as he could, and as soon as he saw the time, Percy ran down the corridors towards the school's main gate. When he arrived at the place he and Nico had marked, he remembered why Nico was always hiding in corners, which made Percy remember why he was hiding too.
They had already experienced this scene. Nico was pressed against the wall outside the gate and two other boys surrounded him, one of them was holding Nico by the neck while the other looked around suspiciously. The difference this time was that a crowd was watching them and no one was doing anything to stop what was about to happen.
Percy approached them, pretending to be another spectator, and listened the murmurs, while one of the boys spoke:
'Who's going to protect you now, huh? Because of you, our friends were expelled. Why don't you put yourself in your place and--’’
''What place would that be?’’
Percy couldn't help himself. This time, he didn't want any explanations.
He stepped out of the crowd and the next thing he knew, he was face to face with the boys, or rather, his fist was against their faces. The pain came immediately, as he felt his nuckes collide with the nose of one the boys who were older than him, but who were no match for Percy.
''It's easy to mess with people smaller than you, isn't it? Why don't you play with someone your own size?”
''Would that be you?”
''What do you think?”
The silence fell, a silence that had become common no matter where Percy went. The nose of the boy he had punched was now swollen, blood trickling down his face, and the other, who had been too shocked to react, seemed to wake up from his trance. That would be the perfect moment for them to fight back, wouldn't it? Well, that's what people say, cowards soon give up if they find someone to resist them. And that's what they did, the boy who had watched his friend get knocked down with a single punch, pulled the other by the arms, helping him up and they both staggered into the crowd, running away with their tails between their legs.
Percy watched them fleeing in the distance between the cars and turned to Nico who was still leaning against the wall, the corner of his lips reddened and and on his arms and neck, marks of fingers and nails. The worst part was seeing the tears that kept falling or how Nico cowered, expecting other people to come and do the same to him. Percy didn't think, realizing that this was becoming something usual for them, and Percy didn't like it one bit, the fact that Nico had to hide in corners because of people's prejudice.
He walked over to Nico and stopped in front of him, offering his hand. He had learned the hard way that touching someone when you don't feel safe or when you're in shock is the worst thing to do. So he just stood close without touching Nico, and tried to get his attention:
''Nico.'' Percy said in the softest voice.
''No, I… Percy?'' Percy held on and tried to be strong, Nico seemed to be reacting to everything worse than the previous time.
''I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I was waiting for you... then, these... these boys showed up and…’’
Percy didn't know what to do. He felt his heart break when Nico took a step towards him and opened his eyes wide, his pupils unfocused and wet, as if Nico was waking up from a nightmare, and held onto his hands, trembling and breathing fast, still curled up on himself.
''It's allright. Can I hug you?”
''Hug me? Why... why would you want to touch someone like me?’’
''It looks like you need it.’’
''I... I need?'' Then, Nico looked at Percy with the most desolate and lost look he had ever seen.
''Nico. It's allright.'' Percy said it again, refusing to accept what those people were doing to Nico.
''I have to... I have to talk to Bianca, my... my sister.’’
''We will. After we get to my place. Yes?’’
''You promise?’’
''I promise.’’
Then, as if a key had been turned, Nico grabbed his arm and picked up their bags from the floor, saying: ''You dropped it.'' Just like that, like nothing had happened. But Nico was still shaking, gripping his arm tighter and handing one of the bags to Percy, holding his own against his chest in the hope that the bag and Percy would protect him.
Gods! How could someone do this to such a vulnerable and defenseless being? What had Nico done to be treated like this? Then, Percy looked around, recognizing these people. Some were in the same class as them, others Percy knew in passing, and none of them had the decency to help a classmate being abused. That's why they said he was a "rebel", and if it was up to him, things would continue exactly as they were.
''Are you ready?'' Percy said when he saw that Nico was beginning to calm down.
''Hm. Thank you.’’
Percy took Nico's backpack from his shoulder, put it with his own, and led Nico by the hand between the cars parked near the school, spotting a familiar black pick-up truck.
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Não Há Lugar Como o Lar - Hiatus!
Oii, como vai?
É, aqui estou eu, parando de novo. Entretanto, isso não é algo ruim. Na verdade, é muito bom. Esse ultimo ano me permiti ser livre criativamente. Escrevi o que eu quis e quando eu quis, mesmo que às vezes eu fugisse do meu planejamento inicial. E foi o que aconteceu, eu acabei de me deixando levar além da conta e coloquei algo que mudou muito a premissa da história. A boa notícia é que só faltam aqueles últimos quinze por cento para a história se encerar. O pior é que eu nem tinha percebido que tinha me desviado tanto assim, já que o objetivo dessa história era escrever sobre adolescentes no ambiente colegial, sabe? Aí eu coloquei D/s de forma muito incisiva e outras cenas um pouco estranhas. Se não fosse um leitor me dizer "Que estranho" eu nem teria me tocado do caminho que eu estava tomando.
Enfim, abaixo explico com mais detalhes o que aconteceu e também dou um resumo geral do que eu estava planejando para os últimos capítulos. Obrigada a todos que acompanharam até aqui!
Sinto que minha escrita está indo em uma direção diferente nos últimos anos, sabe? Sobre as cenas +18? Cada vez sinto menos vontade de escrever sobre elas, e vou repensar se essas cenas são realmente necessárias, principalmente nessa história. Então, provavelmente, vou passar a escrever menos sobre isso. Quer dizer, na "Refulgente", escrevi algo assim, uma história cheia de tensão e quase nenhum smutt. E falando nisso, estou monetizando a "Refulgente" e provavelmente vou monetizar essa também. Mas não se preocupem, vou tentar mantê-las gratuitas, ou pelo maior tempo possível. Sei que não é o que vocês querem escutar, porém, sinto que seu eu não começar a ganhar algum dinheiro com isso, vou acabar desistindo, exatamente como outras pessoas que eu conheci.
Vou colocou o link no meu perfil para as histórias que eu tenho disponíveis em outras plataformas, e se vocês puderem me apoiar vou ficar muito feliz. Quem sabe a gente possa trocar histórias? Estou sempre em busca de novas histórias contanto que elas sejam bem-escritas.
Obrigada por tudo. Qualquer novidade, volto aqui. E falando nisso, alguém é beta por aqui? Daqueles bem críticos? Só para não me deixar escrever mais besteira. Eu já tenho uma, mas eu queria alguém sem medo de me criticar, sabe? Alguém extremamente sincero e tenha senso de crítica, especialmente quando se refere ao enredo e estrutura narrativa. Sempre é bom ter mais do que uma ou duas opiniões. Porque, infelizmente, escrever não é um trabalho tão solitário quanto as pessoas te fazem acreditar.
Ah, esqueci de dizer. Já sei qual vai ser o final dessa história. Também estou planejando alguns extras.
Agora vem o spoiler, então, leia com cuidado!
Basicamente, o Nico vai começar a relaxar mais ao redor dos amigos de Percy. Vou fazer algumas cenas com todos reunidos no pátio da escola, o Nico flertando com o Luke sem nem perceber, Percy ficando puto da vida, Luke tanto amenizar as coisas e Grover rindo da cara deles. A relação do Nico e do Percy se torna mais natural, a relação deles chamando atenção das outras pessoas enquanto para eles tudo parece normal. As provas finais vão começar, e Annabeth vai voltar e pergunta para o Percy quando ele vai comprar os convites deles para o baile na frente do Nico. Nico sai correndo irritado e Percy vai atrás. Nico diz para Percy que não quer que Percy fale ou veja Annabeth. Chega o dia do baile e Grover tem um acidente causado por Luke, assim, Percy e Nico vão para o hospital e perdem o baile, onde Nico iria tocar com a banda.
Agora, seria a parte dramática. Nos últimos dias antes do ano letivo acabar, Nico vê Annabeth beijando Percy. Nico sabe que Annabeth fez aquilo de proposito, mas não consegue evitar o panico e a vontade de fugir. Percy imediatamente vai atrás de Nico e o acalma; se Percy se ajoelha e implora ou o abraça apertado e começa a consolar Nico, ainda não decidi. No final, eles se entendem e Percy fala que Nico não precisa se preocupar, logo eles estariam indo para a Itália se casar e tudo isso ficaria para trás, que Nico precisava apenas esperar uma semana para o final das avaliações e o diploma. A partir daí, Percy ignora todos os amigos na escola e Luke vai na casa de Percy para falar com ele. Percy diz que Luke não fez nada para ajudá-lo quando Percy já havia o salvado várias vezes, batido em pessoas por causa dele tentando defendê-lo. Percy dá um soco em Luke e o manda embora. Mais tarde Nico conversa com Percy e diz que talvez tenha exagerado, que Percy não precisa se isolar por causa dele. Percy diz que vai pensar sobre isso.
As últimas cenas antes do epílogo é com Percy se despedindo dos amigos no colégio e Annabeth encurralando Nico em um dos corredores quando Nico sai de sua última avaliação. Ela empurra Nico que cai de bunda no chão. Ele olha para Annabeth e de repente não entende porque se sentiu tão ameaçado por ela. Para resumir, Nico começar a rir e Annabeth fica ainda mais furiosa quando Nico diz que ela é patética. Annabeth chuta o estomago de Nico, mas antes que algo mais serio possa acontecer, Percy chega, indo buscar Nico como eles tinham combinado. Percy segura Annabeth e a empurra para longe, ajudando Nico. Percy nem mesmo olha para Annabeth e pega a bolsa de Nico do chão, o ajudando a andar para fora daquele colégio de uma vez por todas.
Para o epílogo vou fazer Nico e Percy na Itália, Percy conhecendo a Nona do Nico, Poseidon e Triton indo para o casamento. Os melhores amigos do Percy também vindo para o casamento e talvez mais algumas cenas do passado, quem sabe os amigos do Nico na Itália? Estava pensando em escrever sobre a Sally, como ela está organizando o casamento, ela chega duas semanas e quando vê o fornecedor para o buffet, reprova tudo e pede a cozinha do restaurante emprestada pelas próximas semanas por uma boa quantia de dinheiro. Sally gosta tanto da cidade que acaba comprando o restaurante e comprando uma casa na cidade, mas isso é por que Percy decide ficar pelo próximo ano por lá, vendo como Nico estava feliz. Sally passa os próximos meses viajando entre os Estados Unidos e Veneza, tão energética como sempre, contente de ver Percy finalmente satisfeito. No fim, Luke, Tyson, Grover e Clarise os seguem para a Itália e Percy e Nico, ganham uma casa á beira-mar, finalizando a história com um por do sol e um beijo doce.
Bem, espero não ter decepcionado muito. Obrigada a todos que me acompanharam até aqui. Assim que eu tiver novos capítulos para essa história, aviso aqui.
Até a próxima.
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100 Passos para Escrever uma História - Introdução
Olá, como vai? Sejam bem-vindos ao primeiro projeto de ajuda a escritores do blog!
Pensei em começar com algo mais simples e aleatório, porém, decidi por algo mais estruturado e que tenha certa continuidade, baseado em conteúdo completo e longo, muitos exemplos e exercícios práticos. Sei que por aqui é incomum posts muito grandes, eu, de fato, tinha planejado fazer dicas ou sugestões rápidas sobre escrita, mas acabou que durante minha pesquisa meu texto se tornou algo bem mais didático e informativo. Ainda que nem tudo vá entrar nesse guia, você é bem-vindo a questionar ou fazer sugestões, principalmente se algo não ficou claro ou se você quer entender o assunto com mais profundidade.
Assim, eu gostaria que vocês vissem esses textos como um curso que vocês não precisam se aplicar cem por cento do tempo. Se alguém tiver interesse em participar ativamente, fazendo os exercícios, onde eu atuarei como uma instrutura de estudos, estaremos no Patreon (por 1 dolar por mês), e se for necessário, posso abrir uma classe no Google Classroom ou em outras plataformas que facilitem nossa comunicação e troca de aprendizado.
Bem, esse será nosso projeto pelos próximos meses, você pode nos acompanhar por aqui gratuitamente ou pode nos apoiar pelo Patreon. O projeto vai consistir em 100 passos (se for necessário, mais passos), divididos em 8 módulos, em média os posts vão ter mais 4 mil palavras. Assumo que eu poderia fazer algo bem mais curto e conciso (poderemos fazer isso no futuro), entretanto, meu objetivo aqui é abordar a maior quantidade de assuntos possível. Assim, esse será o nome do nosso projeto “100 Passos para Escrever uma história”. Os posts aconteceram a cada duas semanas, e dois posts por semana no Patreon.
A seguir, quero compartilhar com vocês a lista com os 100 passos do nosso guia de escrita, detalhados, divididos em 8 módulos. Cada item traz um breve resumo do objetivo principal de cada passo.
Assim que os posts estiverem no ar, vou linkar por aqui também. Essa será nossa central de posts sobre o projeto. Assim que tivermos novidades, elas aparecerão por aqui.
Módulo 1: Ideação e Premissa (Passos 1 a 10)
Premissa narrativa, tema e desenvolvimento da ideia central Identifique o tema principal da sua história e crie uma premissa narrativa clara, que servirá como a espinha dorsal da sua trama. A premissa é o alicerce de sua narrativa e deve guiar todas as decisões criativas.
Ideação prática e curadoria de ideias narrativas Aplique técnicas como brainstorming, mapas mentais, diário de observação, catálogo de ideias e freewriting para gerar e organizar ideias de histórias. Além disso, utilize fontes de inspiração como experiências pessoais, filmes e livros para expandir seu leque criativo.
Teoria das cenas: função e estrutura Entenda o papel da cena como unidade fundamental da narrativa, estudando sua estrutura interna (início, meio e fim), o seu propósito dramático e como ela se conecta ao arco maior da história. Cada cena deve avançar a trama ou revelar algo crucial sobre o personagem.
Pesquisa de contexto e ambientação inicial Realize uma pesquisa detalhada sobre o cenário, época, cultura e contexto temático que sua história abrange. A autenticidade do seu universo depende dessa imersão, proporcionando uma base sólida e rica para os personagens e eventos.
Mapeamento de cenas e eventos-chave Liste os eventos importantes que formam o esqueleto da narrativa, como pontos de virada, clímax e resolução. Esse mapeamento ajudará a estruturar a progressão da história e a garantir que cada cena tenha um papel claro e significativo.
Mapeamento de personagens e funções dramáticas Defina o papel de cada personagem dentro da narrativa. Quais são seus arcos e como suas ações afetam o desenvolvimento da trama? Personagens precisam ter um propósito narrativo claro e funções dramáticas que contribuam para o avanço do conflito.
Conflitos principais e microtensões O conflito é o motor da narrativa. Identifique o conflito central da história e as microtensões que mantêm a trama instigante e envolvente. Ambas as formas de conflito (interno e externo) devem ser bem equilibradas para gerar o máximo de tensão.
Exercício de sinopses curtas Crie sinopses de sua história em diferentes formatos: uma frase, um parágrafo e uma página. Isso ajudará a testar a clareza da sua ideia e a definir sua narrativa de maneira concisa e impactante.
Diferença entre ideias e histórias Aprenda a distinguir entre uma ideia (um conceito vago) e uma história (um enredo completo e bem estruturado). Muitas vezes, uma boa ideia precisa ser trabalhada para se tornar uma narrativa envolvente.
Processos criativos no início do projeto Descubra os métodos e abordagens que podem facilitar o início de um projeto de escrita. Saiba como gerar uma explosão de ideias, quais ferramentas utilizar, como começar a rascunhar a ideia central e os primeiros passos para o desenvolvimento de uma história.
Módulo 2: Estrutura e Planejamento (Passos 11 a 20)
Estrutura clássica em três atos Compreenda como dividir a narrativa em três atos: introdução, desenvolvimento e conclusão. Esse formato clássico é essencial para criar uma história que flui bem e mantém o leitor engajado.
Estrutura em cinco atos e variações modernas Explore a estrutura em cinco atos e suas variações, permitindo que você crie narrativas mais complexas. Essa estrutura pode ser usada para histórias com múltiplos pontos de vista ou enredos intercalados.
Jornada do herói (e do anti-herói) Estude os estágios da jornada do herói, adaptando-os para o seu protagonista. Esse modelo arquetípico pode ser ajustado para heróis, anti-heróis ou outros tipos de personagens, ajudando a estruturar sua trajetória.
Sequências e pontos de virada Planeje eventos importantes que alterem o curso da narrativa, como mudanças drásticas na história ou revelações impactantes. Esses pontos de virada mantêm a trama dinâmica e interessante.
Ritmo narrativo e alternância de tensão Domine o ritmo da narrativa, alternando entre momentos de alta tensão e pausas mais reflexivas. Isso ajuda a controlar a velocidade da história, criando picos emocionais e permitindo momentos de respiro.
Subtramas integradas à trama principal Desenvolva histórias paralelas que enriqueçam a narrativa principal, explorando temas, personagens e conflitos que complementem o enredo central.
Linha do tempo dos eventos Organize os eventos cronologicamente para garantir que sua história tenha uma progressão lógica e coesa. A linha do tempo também ajuda a visualizar se os eventos estão bem distribuídos e equilibrados ao longo da narrativa.
Estrutura de capítulos Planeje a divisão do texto em capítulos de forma coerente e equilibrada. Cada capítulo deve funcionar como uma unidade independente, mas também contribuir para o desenvolvimento da trama global.
Checklist de funções narrativas e coerência estrutural Avalie se cada parte da sua história cumpre um papel específico dentro da narrativa. A coerência estrutural é fundamental para garantir que os eventos e personagens se desenvolvam de forma natural e lógica.
Cenas ativas e passivas: teoria, aplicação e efeitos dramáticos Entenda a diferença entre cenas ativas (com ação e mudanças) e passivas (reflexivas e descritivas). Use essas abordagens de forma equilibrada para manter a narrativa dinâmica e profunda.
Módulo 3: Narrador, Voz e Ponto de Vista (Passos 21 a 31)
Narrador, ponto de vista, voz, imersão e confiabilidade Explore diferentes tipos de narrador (primeira pessoa, terceira pessoa, múltiplos narradores) e como cada um afeta a percepção do leitor. A voz do narrador deve ser coerente com o tom da história, e a manipulação da distância narrativa cria níveis variados de imersão.
Narrador confiável e não confiável Analise como o narrador pode ser confiável ou não confiável, influenciando como o leitor percebe os eventos. Um narrador não confiável pode criar surpresas e reviravoltas interessantes na trama.
Técnicas de fluxo de consciência Dê profundidade à mente dos personagens permitindo que seus pensamentos mais íntimos e caóticos sejam apresentados de forma fluida e sem muitas interrupções, criando uma conexão íntima com o leitor.
Construção de estilo narrativo pessoal Identifique seus traços autorais e desenvolva um estilo de escrita único. Sua escrita deve refletir sua voz pessoal, tornando a narrativa distinta e envolvente.
Narrador-personagem e metanarrativa Trabalhe com narradores que são personagens dentro da história ou com narradores que comentem sobre o próprio processo narrativo (metanarrativa). Isso pode acrescentar complexidade e um toque de autoconsciência à obra.
Decisões narrativas e coesão de ponto de vista Reflita sobre suas escolhas narrativas e como elas afetam a coesão e fluidez da história. Mantenha consistência nas decisões sobre ponto de vista e foco narrativo ao longo da narrativa.
Manipulação de tempo e flashbacks Experimente com a manipulação do tempo, utilizando flashbacks ou avanços temporais para revelar informações cruciais de forma gradual, mantendo o suspense e a profundidade emocional.
Diálogo interno vs. diálogo externo Explore as diferenças entre o diálogo interno (os pensamentos do personagem) e o diálogo externo (as conversas reais entre personagens). Ambos são fundamentais na construção do personagem e no avanço da trama.
Conflito entre os pontos de vista Avalie como os diferentes pontos de vista dos personagens podem gerar conflitos interessantes e aumentar a complexidade da narrativa.
Diálogo como ferramenta de construção de personagens Utilize o diálogo não apenas para avançar a trama, mas também para revelar traços de caráter e motivações dos personagens.
O papel do narrador no desenvolvimento do tema Determine como o narrador pode guiar o entendimento do tema e das mensagens subjacentes à história.
Módulo 4: Personagens e Diálogos (Passos 32 a 51)
Criação de personagens tridimensionais Desenvolva personagens com profundidade, dando-lhes uma história de fundo, motivações, medos e desejos. Personagens tridimensionais são mais realistas e complexos, engajando melhor o leitor.
Motivação e objetivos dos personagens Cada personagem deve ter objetivos claros que orientem suas ações. As motivações precisam ser entendidas e justificadas para que o comportamento dos personagens faça sentido na narrativa.
Construção de arcos de personagem Defina como os personagens evoluirão ao longo da narrativa. Arcos bem definidos ajudam a criar uma progressão emocional e psicológica que engaja o leitor.
Diálogo e subtexto O diálogo deve ser realista, refletindo a personalidade e motivações dos personagens. Use o subtexto para transmitir informações implícitas e emocionais que não são ditas diretamente.
Confiança e falhas dos personagens Explore tanto as virtudes quanto as falhas dos personagens, desenvolvendo relações baseadas em traços contraditórios e complexos, tornando-os mais humanos e interessantes.
Personagens coadjuvantes e antagonistas Crie personagens secundários e antagonistas com motivações e arcos próprios. Eles devem ter um papel significativo na narrativa, afetando diretamente o protagonista.
Construa uma rede de relações entre personagens As interações devem ser complexas e multifacetadas, refletindo dinâmicas que impactem tanto os personagens principais quanto os coadjuvantes.
Contraponto de personagens Utilize o contraste entre personagens para criar tensão e profundidade. Personagens com características opostas podem gerar conflitos internos e externos interessantes.
Personagens arquetípicos e clichês Explore os arquétipos (como herói, mentor, vilão) de maneira criativa, subvertendo clichês previsíveis para inovar na narrativa.
Diálogo natural e autêntico Faça com que o diálogo soe natural e realista, refletindo as diferentes vozes dos personagens. Evite conversas excessivamente expositivas ou artificiais.
Impacto emocional através do diálogo Utilize o diálogo para transmitir emoções profundas e impactar o leitor, explorando os conflitos internos dos personagens.
Reveja e refine cada diálogo Garanta que a voz de cada personagem seja distinta, consistente e contribua para o avanço do enredo.
O papel do vilão e antagonista Construa um vilão ou antagonista que vá além de uma simples força do mal, com motivações próprias, crenças e um arcabouço emocional que justifique suas ações.
Motivações internas e externas dos personagens Estabeleça as motivações internas (psicológicas e emocionais) e externas (sociais, materiais) que guiarão as ações e decisões dos personagens durante a narrativa.
Relações de poder entre personagens Examine como as dinâmicas de poder (físico, emocional, social ou psicológico) influenciam as interações entre os personagens e a própria narrativa.
Transformações emocionais e psicológicas Detalhe como as experiências e eventos da história afetam emocionalmente os personagens, tornando visíveis e justificáveis suas mudanças internas ao longo da trama.
Crescimento pessoal e fracassos Mostre como os desafios enfrentados pelos personagens os forçam a crescer ou a falhar, utilizando o fracasso como ferramenta para gerar tensão e evolução.
Desafios emocionais e dilemas morais Coloque os personagens em situações que os forcem a tomar decisões difíceis, desafiando suas crenças e valores e enriquecendo a narrativa emocionalmente.
Desenvolvimento de relações românticas e familiares Explore as dinâmicas de relacionamentos românticos e familiares como fontes de conflito, crescimento e apoio emocional.
Relações de amizade e lealdade Mostre como amizades leais ou traições podem adicionar uma camada de complexidade emocional, explorando temas como confiança e traição.
Módulo 5: Conflitos e Temas (Passos 52 a 63)
Definindo o conflito central Identifique o principal conflito que impulsiona a trama, envolvendo diretamente o protagonista e outros personagens chave.
Tipos de conflitos: internos e externos Compreenda a diferença entre conflitos internos (psicológicos) e externos (físicos ou sociais) e como ambos podem ser usados para criar tensão e drama.
Construindo tensão dramática Aprenda a construir tensão de forma gradual, intercalando momentos de alívio com picos emocionais que aumentem a urgência da história.
Resolução do conflito Planeje um clímax que resolva o conflito de forma impactante, mesmo que envolva sacrifícios ou consequências difíceis, podendo ser ambíguo ou aberto.
Tema e subtema Defina o tema central e os subtemas que enriquecerão a narrativa, transmitindo a mensagem ou lição desejada.
Contraposição de temas e personagens Use a oposição entre temas e a personalidade dos personagens para criar profundidade e complexidade, fazendo com que ideias diferentes entrem em conflito.
Mensagem implícita e explícita Decida quais mensagens serão transmitidas de forma explícita (por meio de diálogos ou eventos) e quais serão implícitas (por meio de simbolismo ou subtexto).
Desafio moral ou ético Introduza dilemas morais ou éticos que desafiem tanto os personagens quanto o leitor, gerando engajamento emocional.
Conflitos de caráter Explore os conflitos internos oriundos das falhas, desejos e dilemas dos personagens, tornando a narrativa mais envolvente e humana.
Reviravoltas temáticas Utilize reviravoltas para desafiar as expectativas do leitor e mudar a direção da história, aprofundando o tema de forma impactante.
Símbolos e metáforas Enriqueca o enredo com símbolos e metáforas que adicionem camadas de significado à história.
Revisão da integração dos conflitos Confirme que os conflitos e temas estão bem entrelaçados, contribuindo para o desenvolvimento dos personagens e do enredo.
Módulo 6: Desenvolvimento e Progressão da Trama (Passos 64 a 71)
Construção de cenas poderosas Crie cenas visualmente marcantes e emocionalmente envolventes. Cada cena deve ter um propósito claro e impactar o desenvolvimento da trama ou dos personagens.
Aprofundamento das motivações Mergulhe nas motivações profundas dos personagens, revelando as razões subjacentes para suas ações, de forma que as reações sejam realistas e interessantes.
Evolução do protagonista e antagonista Mostre a transformação dos personagens em resposta ao conflito, permitindo que tanto o protagonista quanto o antagonista mudem ao longo da narrativa.
Transições entre cenas e atos Garanta que as transições entre cenas e atos sejam suaves e naturais, evitando quebras abruptas que prejudiquem o fluxo da história.
Cenas de confronto e resolução Planeje encontros decisivos que resultem no confronto e resolução de conflitos, alterando o curso dos eventos.
Uso da tensão para construir o clímax Acumule tensão ao longo da narrativa para criar um clímax inevitável e surpreendente.
Reavaliação do impacto emocional das cenas Revise cada cena para assegurar que ela gere o impacto emocional desejado, ajustando ritmo, diálogos e descrições conforme necessário.
Manipulação do tempo e flashbacks Utilize flashbacks e alterações temporais para revelar acontecimentos passados que influenciem o presente, sem prejudicar o fluxo da narrativa.
Módulo 7: Estilo e Voz (Passos 72 a 87)
Definição do tom e atmosfera Estabeleça o tom e a atmosfera desde o início, definindo se a narrativa será sombria, alegre, melancólica ou irônica.
Construção de estilo narrativo único Desenvolva uma voz própria que reflita sua personalidade e se destaque na forma como a história é contada.
Manipulação da linguagem e figuras de linguagem Utilize metáforas, símiles, aliterações e outras figuras de linguagem para tornar a narrativa rica e envolvente.
Pacing e controle do ritmo narrativo Ajuste o ritmo da narrativa por meio da alternância entre frases curtas e longas, criando um fluxo que corresponda à intensidade dos eventos e emoções.
Variações de perspectiva narrativa Experimente diferentes pontos de vista e distâncias narrativas para conferir variedade e profundidade à história.
A força do silêncio e da omissão Saiba quando deixar informações subentendidas para criar mistério e incentivar a participação ativa do leitor na interpretação.
Revisão de estilo para consistência Garanta que o estilo narrativo permaneça uniforme ao longo da obra, evitando mudanças abruptas que prejudiquem a imersão.
Uso de diálogos para aprofundar personagens Utilize os diálogos para revelar as nuances emocionais e a personalidade dos personagens, indo além da simples troca de informações.
Escrita concisa e precisa Busque a economia de palavras, eliminando redundâncias e excesso de descrição que possam comprometer o ritmo da narrativa.
Alteração da voz narradora conforme o desenvolvimento Permita que a voz narradora evolua gradualmente, refletindo as mudanças internas dos personagens ou do ambiente.
Ritmo interno de parágrafos e frases Controle o ritmo da leitura ajustando a estrutura e o comprimento das frases e parágrafos para criar efeitos de tensão ou leveza.
Estilo de escrita para diferentes gêneros; Quebra da quarta parede e metanarrativa; Intensificação do tema através do estilo Adapte seu estilo ao gênero narrativo, utilize a quebra da quarta parede quando apropriado e intensifique o tema por meio da linguagem.
A importância da descrição e dos detalhes sensoriais Descreva ambientes, personagens e ações com detalhes sensoriais, usando visão, olfato, tato, audição e paladar para transportar o leitor para dentro da história.
Exposição e como equilibrá-la com a ação Evite sobrecarregar o leitor com exposição excessiva; equilibre a apresentação de informações com a ação, revelando dados cruciais de forma gradual e natural.
Usando a voz ativa e passiva de forma estratégica Escolha entre voz ativa e passiva de acordo com o efeito desejado: a ativa para ação mais dinâmica e a passiva para focar em consequências ou estados.
Mostrar vs. Dizer Aprenda quando “mostrar” (descrever ações e sentimentos de forma que o leitor interprete por si mesmo) e quando “dizer” (informar de maneira direta e informativa).
Módulo 8: Revisão e Edição (Passos 88 a 99)
Análise crítica da estrutura narrativa Avalie sua história em termos de estrutura. Certifique-se de que os eventos se desenrolam de forma lógica e que os pontos de virada são bem posicionados.
Revisão dos personagens e suas trajetórias Verifique se os personagens evoluem de maneira coerente, com arcos bem definidos que se alinhem ao desenvolvimento da trama.
Ajuste de ritmo e sequência de cenas Identifique áreas onde a narrativa possa estar desequilibrada e ajuste a ordem ou intensidade das cenas para manter o interesse do leitor.
Revisão de estilo e voz Certifique-se de que a voz e o estilo narrativo se mantenham consistentes, adaptando-os conforme necessário para refletir a intenção da história.
Corte de cenas desnecessárias Elimine trechos ou cenas que não contribuam para o desenvolvimento da trama ou dos personagens, mantendo o foco na narrativa.
Aprimoramento de diálogos e monólogos Refine os diálogos e monólogos para que cada palavra contribua de forma autêntica para a narrativa, revelando sentimentos e intenções dos personagens.
Consistência de detalhes e continuidade Verifique se os detalhes apresentados se mantêm consistentes ao longo da obra, garantindo continuidade na narrativa.
Atenção ao ponto de vista Mantenha a coesão do ponto de vista narrativo, evitando mudanças abruptas que possam confundir o leitor.
Revisão de inconsistências no tema e subtemas Corrija discrepâncias e reforce a presença dos temas e subtemas em toda a narrativa.
Feedback de leitores beta e ajustes finais Colete opiniões de leitores beta e, com base no feedback, faça os ajustes necessários para aprimorar a história.
Realização de ajustes finais Integre as últimas revisões e garanta que o texto esteja coeso, impactante e fiel à sua visão.
Leitura final para polir o texto Faça uma última leitura focada na correção de erros e na melhoria da fluidez e do impacto emocional da narrativa.
Passo Final
Refinar a introdução e conclusão Certifique-se de que a introdução prenda a atenção do leitor e que a conclusão ofereça uma resolução satisfatória, seja ela aberta ou fechada.
Espero que você possa nos acompanhar nessa jornada, seja sendo um companheiro silencioso ou um estudante dedicado.
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WAIT OMG ARE YOU Accohen????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 FOMG OMG OMG!! I LOVE YOUR STORIES SO MUCH!!!! I read them all and I still come back to them once in every while when I need some wild Percico. 😭💖💖❤💕 I was so happy when I found you on Spiritfanfiction!!
It's such a blessing to see you on Tumblr. I just want to say that I love your stories a lot and thank you for writing them. (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Yes it's me! Owww thanks for the support! It's always nice to meet people who still like Percy and Nico! I came here because I rarely finish my fics, you know? I have extreme difficulty finishing so I thought I'd put it here first and that if I get to the end I'll put it on other platforms.
I actually didn't expect anyone here to still read pernico. So I'm really happy to see people liking and reblogging. Thank you very much. The truth is that I wanted to start a blog to write things without much expectation, you know? If I can finish the stories, great, if not that's fine too. I hope to see you around here in the next posts. It's always a pleasure, when self-criticism and writer's block let me write, it's always a good experience to start a new story and see if people are enjoying it.
Thanks again!
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Sejam bem-vindos! Olá, esse é meu blog pessoal. Escrevo fanfics Pernico/Nicercy e orginais, e reblogo alguns posts de vez em quando. História Atual Não há lugar como o Lar - versão em Portugues There's no Place like home - English version Resumo: Nico está voltando da Itália depois de passar dois anos por lá e encontra Percy, o melhor amigo que ele deixou para trás, mas que manteve contato nesse tempo afastado. O resto se desenvolve a partir desse reencontro. Se você quiser saber o que eu escrevo, siga a tag #my writing
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