#will solace fanfiction | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Post activity is at the highest at 4:00 pm EDT; notes peak at 10:00 pm EDT.

#will solace fanfiction

ghosttotheparty · 9 months

Text

peach tea

He sits up after a moment, but Nico doesn’t let go of his fingers, so he lifts the arm that’s awkward between them and sets it behind Nico, leaning back to rest on it. Nico just looks at the tapestry.

Will brushes his thumb over the side of Nico’s hand gently. His skin is soft. Nico’s fingers tighten on Will’s. It kind of feels like neither of them wants to move. Will doesn’t mind.

or; Will falls in love with the new kid.

5/5 chapters on AO3 playlist on spotify cws: PTSD; mentions of car accidents, death, drunk driving; grief; panic attacks; depression; self-harm; scars

#finally wrote some solangelo <3 #this has been in my head for ages and it took like two ish months #mind the tags!!#featuring puerto rican will #<333 #solangelo #solangelo fanfiction #will solace #will solace fanfiction #nico di angelo #nico di angelo fanfiction #will x nico #nico x will

32 notes · View notes

heroes-of-olympus-next-gen · 2 years

Text

First I didn’t get it, now I understand

An angsty conversation between Naomi and Will. Hope you enjoy and us always my prompt list is pinned and the ask box always open <3

“You resented me about it, didn’t you?” “No, I don’t think I’ve ever resented you about that.” “Will, we both know very well that that’s a lie.” “Okay, I might have despised you just a tiny bit over the fact that sometimes I wasn’t your top priority when I was 14 but I understood you at the end. You were 18 when I was born. You hadn’t lived your life. You wanted to have a career and do something with your life rather than live with your parents for the rest of your life. You knew that working 20 hour shifts in diners as a waitress wasn’t your way of living. And you managed to do something more than what was expected from you, which is something I admire.” “You were the most important part of my life. It’s my fault we ended up this way.” She took her son’s hand. “I failed you as a mother. I failed to give you a stable home environment and all the love you deserved.” “Mum, you did a great job with me. I never had anything to complain about. I turned out this way because of you.” “No, I have nothing to do with the way you turned out.That is all that mentor at camp. What was his name? I always forget it. Remind me-” “Chiron?” “Yes!” “No, you did a lot about me. I don’t have any hard feelings. And I don’t keep anything against you.” “But I know you deserved better. So much better. I have the greatest son in the whole world and somehow I managed to miss out your whole life. You got into Stanford and Harvard and I wasn’t there to support you.” “I couldn’t have actually gone there if you hadn’t paid the tuition.” “Oh please, you would have gone with or without my money. I was always doing the bare minimum.” “Mum, you’re here now.” “But is it enough?” She whispered. “More than enough. You haven’t missed out on anything. Just a couple things that aren’t as significant as what Is going to happen next. I know you’re here.” “I might have not been a great mother, but I’ll promise I’ll be the best grandma in the world for Bianca. I can promise you that.” “That’s good enough for me.”

#will solace #will solace fanfiction #will solace headcanon #will solace fanfic #hoo #pjo #pjo next gen #solangelo #nico di angelo #solangelo fanfic #solangelo textpost #solangelo headcanon #solangelo children #naomi solace

71 notes · View notes

summernightslulibabee · 2 years

Text

Summer Nights - Solangelo Fanfic, Description

After a wild party on the last day of Junior year, Will Solace may have…accidentally…got way caught up in the alcohol. He may even have hooked up with someone who, in a million years, he would never hook up with. Especially when it risked revealing his sexuality he had been repressing for years. Although, he doesn't entirely remember it, and neither does Nico di Angelo-the annoying know-it-all who always seemed to be more focused on studying than partying. In fact, he didn't even want to go to the party, he was dragged to the place by his step-sister, and he's never been more annoyed by a jock than he has with Will. Plus, he's in love with the hopelessly beautiful Percy Jackson. The two would definitely prefer to go their separate ways-except for the fact that they both ended up at the same summer internship fighting to create a political column. The stubborn rivals will not only have to learn how to compromise but also must learn how to accept one another for their differences. This was gonna be one hell of a summer.

#solangelo #solangelo fanfiction #will solace x nico di angelo #nico di angelo fanfiction #will solace fanfiction #percy jackson and the olympians fanfiction #heroes of the olympus fanfiction #i'm not sure how to use tags forgive me please

15 notes · View notes

rayssion · 8 months

Text

An idea that Will is a really affectionate person that everytime he treat some younger camper's wound he kisses them better.

And Nico, technically, is a younger camper. Except that he's not used to get well soon kisses, he tells Will to stop doing that and Will complies for only two visits untill he picks up his old habit.

The thing is, each kiss leaves a little burn mark on Nico's skin after some hours and he refuses to confront Will about them.

Children of the underworld are not supposed to face the sun.

#nico di angelo #will solace #will x nico #nico x will #solangelo #solangelo fanfiction #solengelo #solangelo headcanon #fic ideas #percy jackson #pjo hoo toa #the trials of apollo #trials of apollo #toa

755 notes · View notes

thetimetraveler24 · 5 days

Text

I’ve seen all the Will vaccinates Nico fics but has anyone considered… anti-vax Nico? Like Will is just losing his mind trying to get Nico to see he needs to get vaccinated asap so he doesn’t die of chicken pox or something and Nico’s just like “we have ambrosia and nectar for that, William. Don’t try that witchcraft on me.” Meanwhile Will is just crying like “it’s just science and medical advancements you silly child from the 1930s.”

I just think this would be hilarious.

#riordanverse #solangelo #will solace #nico di angelo #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #fanfiction things #fanfic #fanfiction

185 notes · View notes

x-bloodrain-x · 5 months

Text

Solangelo again

So Will, Nico, and Jason (Jason because Nico was too nervous to go on a date alone) went to a basketball game.

(Nico and Will get on the kiss cam)

Will: (blushing like crazy trying to cover their red face)

Nico: (too nervous to do anything and makes no gestures)

Crowd: (boos)

(kiss cam comes back on them multiple times during the game)

Nico: (fed up with this) OH FOR THE LOVE OF HESTIA!

Nico: (grabs Will’s collar and kisses him)

Crowd: (cheers wildly)

Nico: I wonder why the camera kept coming back to us.

Will: It was odd.

Jason: (hands the cameraman $20) Thanks man.

#Jason ships Solangelo #Solangelo #Nico di angelo #will solace #jason grace #pjo #Nico x will #will x nico #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson series #riordanverse #solangelo fanfiction #solangelo <3 #Solangelo fic #Solangelo incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

358 notes · View notes

pjobroadwayslut14 · 4 months

Text

percy: where’s will?

nico: i’m actually not sure…. let me try something

nico: ow

will, in the infirmary: something just happened

#solangelo #will solace #nico di angelo #pjo #hoo #toa #tsats #the sun and the star #percy jackson #headcanon #fanfiction

312 notes · View notes

bagerfluff · 2 months

Note

Nico Di Angelo x Will Solace x Son of Chaos reader?

AN: Thank you for requesting and I hope you like this. I also took the liberty of picking my own prompt since you didn't give me one so I hope you are okay with that. It is perfectly okay to not give a request without a prompt but that just means I pick one myself.

Chaos Follows You, But We Don't Care

Nico di Angelo x Will Solace x Son of Chaos Reader

Prompt - Angry Confessions

You didn't know what you were doing.

You were currently sitting on a high branch in a tree. You had ran here after the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you. You've been here for a couple hours and you were still scared and embarrassed.

You want to know what happened?

You might have confessed to your two closest best friends. Nico and Will. They were your friends since you first came to camp. You've been friends with them for years. And you've had a crush on the both of them for as long.

You always knew you liked guys and that you were Polyamorous, but why did you have to fall in love with both of them. It was even worse when they told you that they were dating. It made you feel like a third wheel.

It hurt.

But you couldn't tell them; they didn't love you like you loved them. So you kept it hidden. No matter how much it hurt. Watching them act all lovey dovey. It made you a little sick. The pain in your heart when you watched them.

You couldn't even describe it.

So one day when you were hanging out with them at the beach, the sun beating down on your skin. The sounds of the crashing waves. The whispers of Nico and Will. It was pretty shitty. You were sitting a few feet to their left.

They weren't even talking to you. They were your friends, but they were too distracted with each other. You started to get angry and you yelled. You stood up and yelled at the two boys about how you loved them. But how it hurt that they didn't love you back and how they ignored you.

After you were done yelling you realized what you had said you had ran. You took one look and Nico's shocked face and Will's sad one and ran. You ran, even when you heard Will calling for you, you ran till you found this tree and climbed up it.

You've been here ever since.

You didn't want to go back. You didn't want to face Nico and Will. You didn't want them to have to tell you that they didn't love you like that. You didn't want them to tell you that you couldn't be their friends any more. So you stayed here.

Even when you heard the dinner bell you didn't move. You were fine. Though you were hungry you didn't move. You felt like crying. You blew it. You were going to lose your only friends. You made chaos. You did what every one you would do.

You were a son of Chaos. Her name said what she did just fine. That's why people were never your friends. Even before you knew you were a demigod, you made chaos. Everywhere you went chaos followed like a lost puppy.

You always made a mess of things and added stress to everyone's day. You never meant to, you were a kid. But people didn't know that. They thought you did it on purpose. Even when you found out you were a demigod.

People were still wary of you.

Nobody talked to you, nobody went near you. You tried to stop the chaos you made. You tried to stop your powers. You had the powers to cause chaos from nothing. But that never worked. Chaos was all that you knew and you were fine with it.

That was until you met Nico and Will.

Since there was no cabin for you they just placed you in Hermes. But since the Hermes kids didn't like that a claimed kid was with them, plus you made lots of chaos that they didn't like. Chiron had placed you in Hades cabin. Nico was rarely there and it was away from everyone.

So you met Nico first. He knew what it was like to be an outcast. He talked to you and he didn't mind when you made chaos. He even helped you control it. Nico was kind and understanding. He was a nice person to talk to when you needed someone to listen for a bit.

Nico was fun to hang out with. You both were outcasts so you two got along well. You both scared the shit out of campers. Especially new campers that saw the two of you leaning or sitting by a tree in the shadows.

Then you met Will. Some people decided that it would be fun to hurt you. They would try a little harder to knock you down during sword practice. People would miss fire really close to you during target practice. So every once and a while you would show up at the infirmary with a new bruise or cut.

Will would be the one who would patch you up most of the time. He said that he heard about you from Nico because they were friends. That might have made you blush. So you and Will got to talking since Nico was friends with you both.

Will was really nice and he really cared about his friends. Will was like a ray of sunshine. He brightened up your day whenever you see him. Especially when you walk into of the infirmary. Since you were all friends you started to hang out with the both of them.

It was hard since Nico was rarely at Camp Half-Blood and Will always worked but you guys managed it. Some of your best memories were with the both of them. They were your best and only friends. You loved them more then anything.

Now you were going to lose them.

Tears started to fall out of your eyes and onto your lap. You tried to stop them but they were coming whether you liked it or not. You started to quietly sob and you brought your knees to your chest. You wrapped your arms around your legs and placed your head on top of them.

You cried onto your knees but you stopped when you heard a twig snap. You glanced down to see Nico and Will looking around. Why were they here? Were they looking for you? You stayed quiet. You didn't want them to find you. You weren't ready for them to break the news to you.

You weren't ready to lose the ones you loved.

Unfortunately that didn't last long because Nico looked up and saw you in the tree. You and Nico held eye contact until Nico grabbed Will's hand and pointed up at you. Will looked at Nico for a second before following Nico's finger up to you.

Nico and Will looked at you while you looked at them. The boys on the ground looked at each other. "Hey Y/n? Do you want to come down?" Will asked. Will was always better at calming your nerves. He knew what to say to calm you down. Nico tried but it never really worked.

But it was the thought that counted.

"N-no", you said with a wavering voice. You didn't want to talk but you knew you had too. "Okay. we'll wait", Will yelled up and you watched as Nico and Will walked over to the base of the tree and sat down. You could tell that they were talking to each other but you couldn't hear them.

You needed to talk to them. You needed to bite the bullet and get this over with. Though the thought of that made more tears slip out of your eyes. You wiped them away and started to make your way down the tree. It took a bit but before you knew it you were standing in front of Nico and Will.

Nico looked a little scared while Will still looked sad. You sat down criss cross in front of them and stared at them. None of you spoke. You were scared and something told you that they were too. "Do you know why we're here Y/n", Will asked.

You knew but you didn't want to say it so you nodded. "We're not mad Y/n", Nico said. It was the first time he had spoke and you could tell from his voice that Nico was scared. "In fact we wanted to tell you something", Will said.

This was it.

You were about to lose your friends. You got ready to run away after they said it. You placed your hands on the ground and closed your eyes. You couldn't look at them while they did this. You heard more whispering and heard moving. Then you felt something touch both of your cheeks.

It felt like a kiss.

You vaguely remember your father placing a kiss on your cheek before he left for work. You opened your eyes and looked at Nico and Will with a shocked expression. They were now sitting a foot in front of you. They both had a smile on their face. Will's was bigger Nico's was bigger but they both looked really happy.

"Wha-", you tried to ask what happened but Will and Nico both spoke, cutting you off. "We like you too". You were so happy and shocked, and still a little sad. This was so much that you started to cry again. You didn't know why but you did.

Nico and Wil got a little scared but you were quick to ease their worries. "No I'm fine I'm just", you didn't even know what to say. Will smiled again and pulled you and Nico into a hug. You and Nico were shocked but you both hugged back.

They liked you back. You were so happy. Will pulled away and looked at you, "we're sorry for making you feel like that". Will was referring to when you were scared and how you felt when you left them. "It's fine, as long as I get a kiss as an apology", you smiled at the both of them.

Will let out a little laugh but kissed you any way. You smiled, it was quick because you heard Nico's grumble. You pulled away and kissed Nico too. "Does this mean were dating?" You asked and Nico rolled his eyes. "yes Y/n, we are all boyfriends", you smiled again.

Nico and Will loved you, chaos and all.

203 notes · View notes

thegoldenappleofdiscord · 11 months

Text

having the absolute worst writer's block ever just in time for solangelo week but at least the banter is bantering

#i love their petty little arguments #nico is right though #original oreo supremacy #tsats #the sun and the star #solangelo #solangelo fanfiction #nico di angelo #nico di angelo pjo #will solace #will solace pjo #pjo hoo toa

567 notes · View notes

heroes-of-olympus-next-gen · 2 years

Text

Will Solace Head canons

I just realised that I haven’t written head canons in a VERY long time. I give you Will Solace head canons (mainly about Camp and the events of PJO series)

Will was brought to Camp Half-Blood by Coach Hedge when he was 7. Naomi knew that it would be dangerous to keep him out in the open for monsters, so she decided to let him start camp for the summer.

He got claimed almost immediately by Apollo.

At that time, Lee was head counsellor of the cabin and there were only a handful of people who stopped coming a year later.

After a few days in Camp he was getting very homesick, but Lee took him under his wing and never left him alone.

That’s when he started helping out in the infirmary. Chiron quickly realised how talented he was, and the potential he had so he started teaching him.

He managed to befriend Clarisse as he had snuck a Nintendo in Camp and he let her play. He also didn’t care about her rage and her bullying. Clarisse got impressed by that.

As soon as the summer ended, he wanted to go back to Camp, and Naomi agreed as she had back to back tours and she was worried of what would happen if a monster tried to attack Will while he was living with his grandparents.

Lee pretended that he didn’t get excited when Will returned after Christmas. He isn’t good at pretending.

When he was 10, Chiron had taught him everything he knew about healing, so he was helping out a lot more in the infirmary.

At that point, he was pretty much hanging out with Lee’s friend group which consisted of Silena, Beckendorf, Clarisse, Lou Ellen, and Cecil.

He was also one of the few people who could actually have a conversation with Connor and Travis

Michael came to the camp a year before the events of the BOTL. Will was jealous of him as Lee focused mainly on him and getting him to know Camp. But he got over it.

He took Lee’s death pretty hard, and he started pushing everyone away. Clarisse surprisingly was there for him and that’s when they actually got closer.

After he died, he started wearing his surfer shirts as Lee was always joking that when Clarisse killed him, Will would get all of his stuff.

He was also close to Silena and she actually admitted to him that she was the spy. Will could feel her guilt and that was why he didn’t tell anyone else.

After the events of the Last Olympian, he knew that he had to leave for a little while. He turned a month later and got overwhelmed by how different everything was.

That’s when his friendship with Rachel began.

She asked him if she wanted to paint his nails and they bonded over their mutual interest on comics and videogames.

She also helped him out his PTSD from the battle as she knew that she wouldn’t judge him.

Will blamed Percy for Michael’s death for a long time, until he talked about it with Nico.

Speaking of Nico, they didn’t start dating right away, as they knew that they both had unresolved trauma and that they would do more harm than good by dating each other. Nevertheless, their friendship helped them heal faster.

#will solace #will solace headcanon #will solace fanfic #will solace fanfiction #solangelo #nico di angelo #nico di angelo one shot #nico di angelo headcanon #rachel elizabeth dare

49 notes · View notes

summernightslulibabee · 2 years

Text

Summer Nights (Solangelo Fanfiction) - Chapter 4: history of parties

Partying has gotten a lot more exhausting over the years.

When you're a freshman in High School and you go to your first party, you feel so fucking cool. Free and unrestricted from your parents, surrounded by your friends which are doomed to change by Senior year, and also, you can drink in peace.

A party freshman year was the first time I sucked dick, the first time I kissed a guy, and the first time I had a crush. He was a senior. His name was Luke. And he was on the football team. He graduated the end of my Freshman year with a girlfriend he had had since I was in 6th grade, and he proposed to her right in front of everyone on graduation night. He married her a year later.

I have to admit, I was heartbroken. Which is pathetic looking back on it. I needed my fantasy of him proudly declaring his love to me and putting me in his car and running away destroyed. In fact, it made me grapple with my future.

Sooner or later, I would be the image of Luke, graduating with a girl on my arm, smiling and pretending that I was at my happiest. And I would marry her just the same. And who the fuck knows, maybe in my depressing life as a middle-aged married man, I'll fuck some freshly graduated, younger doctor, who will inevitably spill my secret and my wife will divorce me, she'll take the kids, and I'll live sad and alone forever.

Maybe I'm not the most ambitious person, but at least I'm fucking real.

My ambitions and dreams ceased Sophomore year. Partying as a sophomore was less exciting, yet still golden in the way a memory from your childhood is gilded. If you scratched at the gold just slightly, you'd see it's falsities.

That year, I had my first ever girlfriend, Piper McLean, which just so happened at a party. It was New Years, we were all in Percy's basement, and we were all awkward. Except for Percy, who always made it his mission to make sure nobody felt that way in his prescience.

"Ball drop happens in one minute, you assholes!" He yelled after getting up on the coffee table, clearly already wasted, and carried on, "If I don't see sloppy make outs by 12, I'm gonna make you all do the Macarena!"

I was content with staring at the bottom of my cup until I felt a tap on my shoulder. Looking over, a short Native American girl stands with one hand on her hip. She looks up at me, her eyes twinkling, and her expression annoyed.

"Do you want to make out?" She asked boldly. "Jason's been hitting on me all night but I'm not interested."

I shrug as the room turns into loud, unsynchronized yelling of the countdown. As it hits 12, I lean down, hooking my hand around her waist and pull her close, our lips meeting. Confetti explodes around us. Then, I pull away. Her eyes meet mine.

"You're a good kisser," she folds her arms with a grin.

There wasn't a specific instance where I asked her to be my girlfriend, but she was. She would hook her arm around my shoulders whenever we were near each other, and I'd wrap my arm around her waist. We went on a few dates at the arcade and I'd only ever kiss her at the end of them. She met my parents a few times, and they loved the fact she was a cheerleader. She's really the only person who's seen me in a not-so-good light.

I found out Luke married that girl four months into our relationship, at you guessed it, a party. I had been drinking all night, mindlessly discussing politics, when I saw it on my Instagram. I ran out of Jason's house puking into a bush, and Piper came following out right after me.

"Babe, are you okay?" She asked. She was wearing a short, white dress with cherries on it and big hoop earrings.

Her white dress made me think of weddings, which only made me puke more.

She hurried over to me, brushing back my hair. "H-hey, it's alright, you're just drunk."

"We have to break up," I panted, leaning over the railing to the stairs. My chest was constricting, I couldn't breathe.

"Shhh, tell me what's wrong," she whispered, patting my head.

"I can't, okay?" I yelled, frustrated. Tears that had been resting on my eyes begin to stream down my face.

She takes a step back in surprise, her expression sour. "Will, what the fuck is your problem?" She scoffs, her eyebrows furrowed in, and a tear slipping out of her eye.

I should tell her. I should tell her so she knows it's nothing she did. She wouldn't out me, she wouldn't hate me. She would just know.

I tried to force it out, to just tell her, tell anyone, but it lodged in my throat. It was choking. I wasn't ready. Saying it out loud was admitting.

"I-I," I shook my head. "I'm sorry, Piper. I didn't mean to yell at you, and I'm sorry I wasted these past few months." I grip my stomach, my head pounding.

"I'm just confused," she bites down on her bottom lip, unable to look me in the eyes. "and mad and upset, but Will, calm down, it's fine—"

"It's not okay, Piper," I choked. "I tried really hard."

She took a shuddered breath. "We can work through this."

"I don't want to," I whispered.

Her eyes burn fire, a flash of betrayal falling over her face. "Why the fuck not?"

"I'm sorry," I breathed out.

"A-are you...gay? Or bi? Or something?" She asked.

I pushed off from the railing, storming away, my arms crossed. "I don't want to fucking talk about this, Piper."

"I deserve an explanation, you asshole," she cried. "You can't just leave."

But I left anyway, leaving my car there. I wasn't sure where I was going, letting my feet lead me. My face was burning. I felt horrible over Piper, and I felt heartbroken over Luke, and I hated the fact that I would turn out just like him.

I collapsed at the park, construction having paused, and stared up at the spinning stars. Their shine twisted in my vision, mixing together. Maybe this is how Van Gogh felt.

My head was aching, and I fell asleep right there, with the rocks digging in my back. The construction workers found me the next morning and alerted dad. He was slightly panicking, speeding there in only his pajamas, and helped me into the car. I'd never seen him so pissed. But on the drive back, as I sat in the backseat like a child, puking into a trash can, I caught him looking into the rear mirror view to check on me.

And that lecture, the entire way, his growl of, 'your mother and I were so worried,' sounded like an 'i love you.'

Junior year was the gold cracking. Everybody else was grasping at the fleeting feeling of euphoria. It's kind of funny. Knowing that we're going to be leaving high school soon, embarking on adulthood, it sucked out that freedom. The only thing that made it that way in the first place was the rebellion, the risk. Now that we're all older, on the brink of being alone, everyone's holding onto the idea that they don't have to grow up.

Me? I've accepted it. I've ran through the worst futures of mine like I'm fucking Dr. Strange.

And that damn party.

I check my phone, standing next to a table playing beer pong. Jason calls over Hazel Levesque, who leaves Nico hopelessly standing in the middle of the room. I didn't really care to notice him.

"Fuck!" Jason laughs as Hazel knocks one into his cup.

I kept my eyes glued to my screen. I'm waiting for the drink to kick in so that I can actually enjoy myself before existential dread drowns me. I swipe down the page, smiles passing through, until I land on a familiar face. His arm was wrapped around his wife, and her hands lay on her round, protruding stomach. My throat feels like it's going to close up.

I flick off my phone and brush my hand across Jason's shoulder. "I'm gonna go get some air, alright?"

He nods with a grin, still focused on how he's losing to Hazel. I found a room that isn't already occupied and fall to the bed. My head was pounding. But at least I wasn't crying this time.

I calm myself down by watching the ceiling fan circle around and around, endlessly. I've always handled things better off alone. Mainly because I feel like a burden. Crying in front of people, having them ask me what's wrong, fearing that I made them worry...it was extra baggage to what had already felt heavy. I don't like showing my vulnerabilities, not when everyone else doesn't.

After awhile, the door flew open, and someone who practically embodied the image of how I looked came barging in, with his soul burning and his face covered in black tears.

And there I was, just a few days later, at another party at the beach. Drunken teenagers ran around playing volleyball. I sat in the sand next to Piper. She and I had a weird friendship. We were in between being close and total strangers. The only reason we stayed friends was because of our friends.

She sits next to, brushing through her hair with her fingers. "No, Will. Not in a million fucking years."

"It's only for a night," I say. "I'll pay you."

"Do I look like a prostitute?"

"My dad loves you," I explain. "All you have to do is show up with me and take a few pictures. It'll give you an excuse to dress up."

She crosses her arms across her chest. "I don't want to live a damn lie," she sighs. "I know we haven't talked about that fight—"

"—and let's keep it that way," I bring the beer bottle to my lips.

"Fine. But if what was said was...I don't know, I just don't want you to live a lie either."

"This isn't about that," I lie, throwing my best poker face forward. "You know I hate relationships."

She looks up at me like she's trying to understand me. Her lips are pressed tight and her eyes are kind, but frustrated. "I'll do it for 45," she sighs.

I force a smile, but my head's aching. I feel like I'm holding up a heavy rock with weak arms. It's bound to crash down on me any second now.

Percy and Jason come sliding into the sand right next to me, breathing heavily from playing volleyball. They have wild smiles on their faces. Every time I look at Percy, he oddly reminds me of Nico.

"What the Hell are you people doing moping around?" Percy grins. "I'm leaving for college in a few months!"

I stare at him. I often forget he's leaving, that's he older than me. Percy's been my best friend for years.

I don't know how to tell him that I'm gay. If I even should. Knowing Percy, he'd probably show up wearing all rainbow with a shirt that reads, 'my best friend's gay, and that's okay!'

There was one time I almost did. Whether he remembers it or not, I don't know.

We were playing Call of Duty in his room freshman year. At the sounds of our controllers clicked in the air, my mind had been racing.

It was around the time Luke had first saw in me the locker room. He was captain and asked to do some extra training after practice. I could tell from his glances, the way his lips curled into a smile, that we definitely weren't going to train. But, I was fairly certain of who I was. So I showed.

"Fuck, my back hurts," Percy stretches out his arms, pausing the game. It was 4 in the morning.

I fall back on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling. His little sister, Estelle, had decorated it with those little glow in the dark stars. He kept it up because he liked them.

Percy comes after me. He always had a mischievous smile on his face. We lay next to each other, both staring at the ceiling. It would've been weird had it been any other guy. But it felt normal.

"The last time I'm ever fucking bait," I snort.

"I wasn't expecting his entire fuckin' team to follow in after him," Percy laughs. "You died for a good cause."

"And we still lost, 'cause you suck ass."

"Man, fuck you," Percy's laughs fall into a gentle smile.

It goes quiet for some time, and I watch as Percy closes his eyes. Just a few days before I had fucked a senior, one of our friends, and my mind replayed it over and over.

I clear my throat. "Dude? You awake?"

Percy shuffles slightly. "Mhm."

"Can I ask you something?"

He turns to me. "Sure."

I chew on my bottom lip, my hands shaking. "What do you think about gay people?"

He rubs his eyelids and props himself up one elbow. "Like, gay marriage?"

"Just...in general."

He shrugs and plops back down on his back. "I don't really think about it," he said. "I don't have a problem with it, if that's what you're asking."

"You don't think it's weird?"

"It may be a little weird."

"Why?"

"I mean, I get lesbians. Women are amazing. But how the Hell could you find anything attractive about dudes?" He smirks.

"Girls do!"

"And I don't understand girls either," he laughs. "It truly must not be a choice."

My heart clenches. In a good way, I suppose. "Must not be," I said.

I considered that my coming out for a long time. But Percy still asks me about girls. I don't expect a straight guy to figure it out on his own, especially when I dated Piper. Still, the way things are looking, I don't think I ever will officially come out to him.

I don't fear being outed. Rumors from other people can be contained. Those people can be dealt with.

But the words coming out of my mouth...

Seems impossible.

"'Cause we're tired," Piper slaps him in the back of the head. He laughs softly and ducks.

"Or maybe you two are rekindling something..."

She kicks him in the shin. "Not rekindling anything," she bites. "I'm just his date to his dad's thing Friday. Platonic date."

Jason and Percy look at each other with a grin that suggest they don't believe us. "Right. Platonic," Percy air quotes.

Jason nudges me in the rib cage, offering me a blunt. "You can always make it out of the friend zone," he encourages. I take it out of his hand.

Piper lays her head on my shoulder. "You guys are assholes," she says, closing her eyes.

Hazel Levesque walks up to us, obviously wasted, and hugs us goodbye. Hazel's probably one of the coolest people ever. She was top of the class and always wore a warm smile accompanied with plaid skirts. I'm sad to see her graduate.

I stare at the tides rolling in, splashing against the sand. I don't think there's a second where I forget my life. I hate that being gay has taken control of my head. Every morning, I think I'll come out eventually. By afternoon, I talk myself out of it. By the evening, I'm dreading the next day, the next years, the next everything. It feels like something I should be able to move on from, but I never do. I never will. I'm so fucking sick of life sometimes, of constant craving, of constantly arguing with my inner voice. Sometimes I wish things will change.

But I know they won't.

Little did I know, I had an annoying weasel watching me.

—

As I'm getting ready for this stupid dinner party, my mind stays on the events of the earlier part of the day. Outside, the sun cascades a golden glow over my room, the moon on it's way up.

Nico di Angelo has been getting on my nerves all week with his stupid pranks. Of course, I've been fighting back, but still.

I'll admit, I started flirting because I figured it would make him nervous and get him to quit. I find his obsession with the sanctity of sex rather annoying and childish, but I know how to play into it.

Nico isn't so hard to play into. He's probably the most stubborn person I've ever met. Instead of cracking, it's almost like he feeds off his own weaknesses. I'll have to find another way in, and quickly, before he's able to write anything bad about my dad.

I jog down the stairs, checking my hair with my fingers. Mom and dad stand in the doorway. She adjusts his collar as he adjusts his cuffs.

"You two clean up nicely," she smiles.

Dad breaks out in a grin, giving me a fist-bump. "Lookin' dapper, son."

"Dad, don't ever say that," Kayla, my 12 year old little sister, walks out of her room, cringing and tugging at her blue dress that matches mom's. She's not a big fan of anything fancy.

My brother, Austin, Kayla's twin, comes out not too long after her, his hair gelled back. He adjusts his tuxedo and smiles wide.

"What's wrong with dapper?" Dad asks. Mom pats his shoulder lovingly. I turn my head away. They're having one of their good days. Still, it pains me to know what I know. The things that I protect Kayla and Austin from seeing.

"Let's head out, yes? Kayla, leave your iPad here," mom frowns deeply. Kayla shoots her an ugly look but sets it down on the end table next to the front door. Mom brushes back a loose hair strand from the girl's face. "Don't give me that look. Let's go."

Mom and dad walk out first. I turn to Kayla and Austin. "No being annoying, okay?" I say.

Kayla folds her arms. "I fucking hate dinners."

I clamp my hand on her mouth, trying to suppress my own laugh. "If you let mom hear that, I'm dead. No f-bombs. Not in front of the mayor."

"I don't want dad to be mayor," Austin pouts.

I sigh. "This is a really big opportunity. It's important to mom and dad," I try to explain. "If you guys act well, I'll sneak you McDonalds."

Their eyes light up. "But we're not allowed to have McDonalds," Austin says.

"That's the point of sneaking it, dumbo," I wink and straighten my back up. "Let's go, losers. First one to the car can play on my phone."

Austin looks at Kayla with a challenging smile, before taking off down the driveway. I smile gently and follow out after them, closing and locking the door.

"I'll meet you guys there!" I yell. "Gotta pick up Piper!"

Mom hesitates before stepping into the car. "O-oh. You two...are you?"

"We're just friends," I say.

"That's what I used to say about you, Naomi," dad laughs. He waves a finger over to me and I slowly scoot over to him. He plops a $100 down in my hand. "Take your time if needed. Once you get there, we'll talk with the mayor, yeah? Get the lady some flowers."

Mom squints her eyebrows. "Oh, Allistair..."

"See you there, be careful," dad talks over her, closing the door. Mom looks at me one more time, slightly confused and upset, but disappears into the car.

They're not completely clueless.

Remember that night I passed out at the park, dad picked me up, blah blah blah?

I told them what had happened between Piper and I. How I had broken up with her.

"I-I just don't see why," mom brushes her chin with one finger, pacing in front of me. She was wearing striped pajamas, her blonde hair in a messy bun. "Piper is a lovely girl. You two were very happy together."

"You were just drunk. It's no problem, happens all the time. Give her a call," dad folds his arms.

I rub my temples and lower my head. "No-I-I mean yes, I was drunk, but I don't want to date her. Or any girl. Ever again."

Dad and mom go silent. Mom's eyes trace my face, unable to stay still, and her concerned expression softens. She's shocked, but she isn't mad. She completely understands.

Dad isn't so willing to admit that he understands. He swallows hard and remains his composure. "Nonsense. You're just heartbroken."

"I'm not, dad," I cry, my eyes red and puffy. "I-I'm...I'm—"

"Don't," he bites and looks away.

"Allistair," mom softly warns.

"Naomi, I'm not going to entertain some idiotic fad," Dad shakes his head and sticks his hands into his pajama pockets. "This is your first girlfriend, Will. If you weren't attracted to her, there's other women out there."

"Can't you just accept this?" I cried.

"I don't need to accept anything because it's not true," dad sighs deeply. "Listen, Will, I have gay friends. Their life isn't so fun or exciting as you may believe. Being...that way is a hard life. You risk everything, okay? Everything that I, that your grandfather, and great grandfather have worked for, you risk us losing it all, and you risk your own future. I am looking out for you, son. Please do not kid yourself with these hopeless beliefs. If you choose that life, you are choosing against your family."

I bury my face into my palms. Mom quickly runs over to me, running her fingers through my hair, like she did when I was a kid. "It's okay, dear," she whispers. And I think, just for dad's sake, she also whispered, "this will all pass soon."

That's the moment I realized I could never have exactly what I wanted, so it was best to never want anything at all. I never reversed came out, if there was such a thing, but dad assumed I was getting more straight as the years passed, and mom assumed I was staying the same, just hiding.

I take a step into my car, staring down at my open palm with the money. I whip out my phone and dial a number, as it rings I press it to my ear. "Hey, Frank. I've got a question."

—

Piper struts out of her house wearing a beautiful blue dress. Her brown hair falls in curled waved, and her brown skin shimmers in the moonlight. I hop out of the front seat and jog to the other side, opening the passenger door for her. She flashes me a smile and slowly slips into the passenger seat.

"You look beautiful," I say.

She presses her lips together, like she's unimpressed by my compliment, and nods slowly. "Thanks, Will."

I close the door after making sure her dress is completely inside the vehicle. She really does look pretty. She's genuinely one of the most beautiful, smartest girls I've ever met. If I couldn't fall in love with her, I couldn't with any girl.

I slide in and reach out a small baggie from my jacket pocket. "Your flowers, m'lady."

She looks over, her eyes lighting up. She brings her shoulder up to her chin with a wide smile. "Oh, for me?" She happily hums, swiftly taking it from my hands. "My god, she's beautiful. Where the hell did you get it?"

"Frank," I grin.

"Holy shit," she laughs. "I'm guessing we can't smell like a skunk before rolling up to an important benefit?"

I laugh. "Definitely not. We can always smell like it afterwards, though."

She makes a show out of swooning. "You know exactly how to make a woman happy." —

The venue was straight out of a movie about royalty, the floors stretched out in endless white marble, leading to two staircases that connected to an open-concept second floor, basically a balcony that wrapped around the entire room. People littered around in their best outfits, standing next to draped, round tables. The high ceiling displayed magnificent arches. I inhaled deeply—the sweet smell of wealth.

Piper's mouth falls open as she takes it all in. Her arm is around mine as we walk in together, meeting with my family. Dad keeps his promise and immediately drags us to the mayor, which is the most important introduction we'll encounter for the night. They call each other by name, do the typical guy handshake, and hug proudly. Then, dad steps aside.

"You've met Naomi," he says.

"Ah, yes, how could I forget," he offers a hand to her.

Mom smiles almost immediately and brings her hand to meet the mayor's. "Pleased to see you again, Bob."

"And this is my oldest, Will," he proudly says, which fills me with a sense of accomplishment. "And his friend Piper McLean."

The mayor catches on what my dad is trying to say and raises his eyebrows. "Ah, I see," he shakes Piper's hand suggestively. She shifts uncomfortably as he shakes mine. "And you, Will, played excellent last season. It was very entertaining."

"Thank you, sir," I force a smile.

"And this is Kayla and Austin, the twins," he introduces. Kayla and Austin smile and shake his hand as well.

"Beautiful family," the mayor compliments. "I would be happy for you all to represent the amazing town of Goode. Shall we take a picture for the endorsement article?"

Dad nods agreeably, his face breaking into a grin as he shakes his hand with the mayor's and turns towards a camera.

After pictures, Piper and I spent the next few hours greeting random old people and fellow politicians, before eventually slow-dancing to some Tchaikovsky piece.

"You realize that if your dad becomes mayor, you're gonna have to do this constantly?" She asks.

I shrug. "This has always been dad's plan. I've been used to it for awhile."

"You've always been so willing to accept what happens to you," she says, reaching her hand up and brushing a piece of hair behind my ear. "I don't even think you realize how bad it is."

I knew exactly how bad it was. But I accept it anyway. "Yeah," I clear my throat. "What happens, happens, right?"

Her eyes focus on mine, as if wanting to know more, but then falls to something behind me in the distance. She pulls away slightly. "Is that Nico di Angelo?"

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

I turn, to see Nico and few others teens rallying behind him, outside of the glass doors. He's holding a megaphone, leading a chant.

"The town of Goode isn't for sale! Allistair Solace brings upon gentrification!" He shouts, the teens cheering behind him.

"How did he even know?" Piper asks in confusion.

"That damn article," I growl. I already know it's coming, so I search for my father. When I meet his eyes, he gives a loud message: this is my responsibility. I turn to Piper. "If you'll excuse me."

I hurry off to the doors, the politicians and attenders all sharing hushed conversations of confusion. I push them open, Nico's chanting growing louder.

"Hey! Hey!" I yell, trying to get his attention. He continues on chanting. Frustrated, I take the megaphone out of his hand, and throw it to the ground.

"Hey, dickwad, that's my megaphone!" He criticizes as I take him by the ear, dragging him off behind a wall.

"I don't give a shit about your fucking megaphone," I cross my arms. "What the fuck is your problem, Nico? Who the hell are those people?"

"Your father is my problem," he sticks a finger into my chest. "And they're Thalia's activist friends."

"Call it off and go home," I demand.

Nico blinks at me. "No."

"No?"

"No," he shrugs. "I have a right to be here."

I rub my temples. "I swear to God, Nico, leave," I practically beg. "What the Hell can I do to make you and the goonies disappear?"

Nico looks me up and down, thinking slowly. Then he raises his eyebrows. "You can always let me choose our piece."

"Why would I do that? You're gonna choose my dad."

"Yeah, you're right about that," he shrugs. "But, y'know, if not, I can continue chanting. All night long. By the way, I'm grounded and snuck out, and I could be arrested, how's that for experience?"

"You drive me mad."

Nico smirks. "So, no deal? I guess I'll be off to my group of goonies—"

An idea sparks in my head. As he turns away, I grab him by the wrist. "Wait! Okay. Fine. You can write a piece on my dad," I sigh. "Just...send your people home, and can I at least see a copy to send to my dad so he knows what's coming? I really don't want to get in trouble for your shit."

Nico stares at me. At first, his expression is stubborn, but softens when he sees my begging expression. "F-fine," he says. His eyes dart down to my hand and his wrist, his face burning a vibrant red as he tugs it away. He marches off, his hands flying into the air. "We did it!"

Sucker.

#will solace fanfiction #last summer series lulibabee #summer nights lulibabee #summer nights solangelo #solangelo #nico di angelo #percy jackson #will solace #will solace x nico di angelo #percy jackson and the olympians fanfiction #solangelo fanfiction #nico di angelo fanfiction

11 notes · View notes

clingonlikeclingwrap · 12 days

Text