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Healing my inner emotional gay teenager by reading about emotional gay teenagers.
#my art#sketches#pjo#the sun and the star#nico di angelo#will solace#really validating for my he’s just like me for real feelings to have Nico crying so much#also I know the ring is under wills shirt but cmon I have to show it it’s adorable#solangelo#tsats fanart#tsats
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Nico has gone soft.
He’s gone soft.
Unbelievable.
“What,” he growls, yanking open his cabin door.
That’s the issue with it all — a year ago, if someone came pounding at his door, in the middle of the night, for literal minutes as he desperately tried to ignore them, he wouldn’t even bother with words. He’d come out swinging; fists or sword or both.
But look at him now.
Using his words.
He’s a pacifist.
“Can I please sleep with you,” blurts the interloper, and both of them go very intensely red at the same time.
Nico drags his hand down his face. (Because he is furious, not because he’s trying to hide his glowing cheeks.) “Solace, I swear to all that is holy.”
Will waits for him to finish. Nico chooses not to, letting the threat hang in the air. Will can imagine what Nico wants to do to him. Hopefully it involves screams of pain and agony, because that is the vibe he is sending.
“I — please,” whines the biggest thorn in Nico’s side, when it becomes obvious he is not opening the door any further. (Will even shivers, pitifully, and Nico refuses to notice the tank top and unwisely short shorts he’s wearing as PJs. That’s his problem. It’s October. Camp-monitored weather or not, he should know better.) “Please please please can I sleep here? Just for tonight?”
The issue is that he really does look so pitiful. His nose is red, slightly, and his eyes are big and blue and shining in the faint light of Greek fire torches, and the pout on his face is just short of emotionally moving. He glows in the moonlight, too, freckles shining like dotted stars; all of him awash in silver like a marble statue of Hellenistic tragedy.
Nico sighs.
Will brightens.
Nico opens the door, just a little.
Will darts inside.
Nico is a weak, weak man. Truly.
“You have your own cabin,” he grouches, scowl twisted and potent and pointed in Sun Boy’s direction. Will either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care, rocking back on his heels and observing the cabin as if he hasn’t been inside dozens of times to harass Nico in dozens of different ways.
“Never been here at night,” he muses, and Nico seriously considers collapsing to his knees and yelling at the top of his lungs. (But he is the dignified Ambassador of Pluto, King of the Shadows, so he does not. Instead, he vows to wait until Solace is finally gone, so he can wallow in peace.)
“Feel free to return to your own cabin at any given time,” Nico says pointedly. He ignores the second pout he knows is aimed at his back, crawling back into his bed and beginning the slow, meticulous process of layering himself in his fourteen and a half blankets.
“I can’t!”
The mattress springs of the spare bed across from Nico whine in protest as Will throws himself dramatically upon it. Nico refuses to look at him, and also refuses to ask the question Will is trying, with great difficulty, to make him ask. If he wants to march in here and make himself a nuisance, he can do it without Nico’s help, that’s for damn certain.
Will huffs. “It’s too dark in my cabin.”
There’s a second as the words travel from sparks in Will’s brain, to less abstract thought, to language, to a sound beginning with vibrations in his throat and floating through the air, tickling the delicate hairs in Nico’s ear and re-translating themselves to sparks inside his own brain. It takes but a moment, a millisecond, a delay too small for either of them to register. In that moment, Nico closes his eyes and wonders, clearly, to himself: is this really better than living alone on the streets, hunted nonstop by monsters? Is it?
“William,” he says, very, very slowly, ignoring the reflective, chirped Not my name! in reply. “William, I am going to kill you.”
See, every cabin has its quirks. Zeus’, for instance, resembles a mausoleum. (Nico should know. He’s picnicked in several.) Athena’s resembles a library, sleeping and living an afterthought. His own cabin, remodelled after whatever fool made it look like Count Dracula’s wet dream, now closely resembles his bedroom in his father’s palace, were his bedroom shared and less frigidly unwelcoming.
Apollo’s cabin is made of solid gold. The interior is painted with bright, overlapping murals made by generations of talented artists, fairy light strung across the ceiling and curled around bedposts, sun lamps and skylights peppering every square foot. Warmly lit and welcoming, in the inside, eyesore on the outside. Nico wouldn’t be able to find the shadow of a speck of dust in that cabin. He has no idea how anyone sleeps.
“William,” he repeats, incredulous. Four of his blankets slip from their meticulous pile, and Will stares right back, wide-eyed but unafraid. “William, please use your fucking eyeballs.”
Will gasps. Hand pressed to his chest, genuinely aghast, like Nico had just insulted his mother.
“Nico!” he chastises. “Language, lordie!”
Nico refuses to smile.
He refuses.
“Solace, this place is made of shadow. You are full of shit, telling me your cabin is too dark. Literally what are you yapping about.”
Will holds his gaze for a moment, still glaring. But stubborn as he is, Nico has the better glower of the two of them — Will is more practiced at the silent treatment. He huffs, relenting.
“Jus’ feels dark,” he mumbles, so quietly Nico has to strain to hear him. “‘N it’s quiet.”
Oh.
Oh.
“Is this about Kayla and Austin going home this year?” he asks softly, awkwardly.
Will nods miserably.
“Well — I mean — in that case —”
He stumbles over his words, face glowing. He doesn’t know how to say what he wants to say without embarrassing himself, without missing the mark — you’re welcome here, Will? Of course you are? I answered the door for you, Will? I let you in, Will? For anyone else, I would have slammed it in their face, Will? I have before?
“Just — sleep it off,” is what he ends up saying, wincing as soon as the words leave his mouth.
Will snorts. “Yeah, lemme just dodge the crushing loneliness with a quick five hours.”
“Piss off, you know what I —” Nico frowns. “Five hours?”
“It’s two somethin’ in the morning, darlin’. I’ll be up when the sun rises.”
Nico glances at the blackout curtains hanging from the window frames.
Not this time, he thinks, as quietly as he can.
“Right,” he says. He waits a beat. “Goodnight, you pain in my ass.”
Will beams at him. He can’t see it, but he can feel it, practically, the glowing warmth of it, and he shoves his face in his own pillow before he does something embarrassing like smile back.
“Night! Love you bunches.”
He screams slightly into the silk pillowcase. “You are the biggest dweeb in the world.”
“…Aw.”
“Shut up. I love you too. Sleep immediately or I’ll gag you.”
“Yeesh, Nico, let’s discuss our fantasies before we dive into any —”
“I am going to kill you to death, Solace, I swear on the palace of my father —”
“Okay, yeesh, Prince of Darkness, I’m kidding, I’m kidding.”
Will’s snickering is an annoyingly welcome sound in the usually silent cabin. Nico ignores it for his own peace of mind, waiting for it to fade into even breathing before he lets out the breath he was holding, sagging into his bedsheets. He peaks over the mound of blankets and pillows, eyes adjusting easily to the dark, and traces Will’s lanky frame; on top of the covers, because of course he is, bare leg hanging off the side of the bed and arm hooked around his own head. He’s been asleep for a few minutes at most, but his curls already frizz and tangle in a messy halo all around his head, as if he’s been tossing and turning for hours. His mouth is parted just slightly, Cupid’s bow pink and pursed.
“Love you, stronzello,” he whispers again, fondly, and smiles as his own eyes flutter shut.
———
(He wakes up at noon to Will rushing around the cabin, panicked, shoving his feet into his flipflops and buzzing about being late to his shift. He brains himself on the door frame in his rush to get to the infirmary.)
(“Karma,” Nico calls to his retreating back, snickering.)
(He thinks he’ll let Will sleep over more often.)
#nico is so so fun to write bc why is he so dramatic like actually#pjo#percy jackon and the olympians#hoo#heroes of olympus#pjo hoo toa#nico di angelo#will solace#nico & will#nico di angelo & will solance#nico/will#solangelo#pre relationship#pining nico#dramatic nico#will is a sunshine boy#i adore him#my writing#fic#longpost
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watch nico & will meet estelle and remember her later to motivate themselves to not die in tartarus
#nico's gonna ADORE estelle#remember how he couldnt help to smile w hedge's baby chuck?#also i feel at some point he's gonma remember when percy invited him inside for his bday too#amd maybe some lil flashback of meeting sally that night#nico di angelo#nico di angelo x will solace#will solace#solangelo#tsats#the sun and the star#rick riordan#riordanverse#mark oshiro#percy jackson#pjo#hoo
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1899 characters + scars
#1899#1899 netflix#maura franklin#eyk larsen#daniel solace#I know we didn't get the backstory on some of those scars but still I adore such details in tv shows#scars are cool#1899edit#mine
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People are all like "Nico is emo, he listens to My Chemical Romance" when I KNOW my bro listens to upbeat swing music from the 1930s and you can't convince me otherwise
#ok so I haven't read the Solangelo bits yet but I just KNOW that Nico takes Will to jazz clubs full of old ppl and they slow dance together#they act like an old couple just a bunch of adorable old homosexuals#solangelo#pjo nico#nico pjo#nico di angelo#percy jackson nico#will solace#will solace pjo#pjo will#will pjo
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ough,,,, you givb me lust brainrot,,,,,,, hes jbust a littol guyTM,,,,
-juni
HECK yeah 🫶🫶🫶 good thoughts, i hope ! he deserves to be appreciated 💜
mme whne,when lust sans does anything that's so very him
(emoji src)
#ask#mblue talks#m rambles#he's a leetol guy i wanan kis#want him to feel safe being his silly self around meee#want him 2 b comfortable and safe and happier and loveddd waugh#provide comfort and solace to him#want 2 talk with him lots and be besties and open up to eachother and#and be unapologetically ourselves and accepting of eachother's quirks#have a cute lil domestic life#silly banter and teasing#let him rest his pretty tired little skull beside me while i stare at his cute sleepy face in adoration#careful not to wake him with a cheek caress or a gentle kiss atop the crown of his skull#feeling very rom about him tbh#also want both the friendship and the relationship ykwim#(i think it's funny to me that last year i myself used to feel only platonic for him until i had a character development LOL)#(but im v happy that it happened. happy that friends encouraged and supported)#i love him and i am v gay n bi abt him#yeah i have a lot of emoceans about lust sans can you tell
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Nico headcannon idea
ok so we all know little Nico was OBSESSED with mythomagic but after Bianca dies he sees mythomagic as childish and stupid but…
He didn’t have the heart to throw away the cards and figures so instead he shoved them in a box in his cabin. When no one is around he will sometimes get them out and start playing with them, just talking to himself, making up the characters voices, just little role play type stuff. Nobody knows about him still playing with his mythomagic cards except Will because after a day after he finished his shift in the Infirmary he was going to go check on Nico and found him sitting on the floor with all the figures and the cards talking to himself. Will thought it was cute, Nico wanted to die on the spot.
(Please let me know if you wanna use this idea to make a story because I would love to read it!)
#pjo#riordanverse#nico di angelo#solangelo#will solace#Headcannon#mythomagic#isn’t this just like adorable#even our “nothing fazes me I don’t care about this” little emo nugget still needs a way to let his childish side out
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TSATS HEADCANON NO SPOILERS I PROMISE
–Will has 100% said, oh wow you're like the bfg by Roald Dhal, and like ofcourse Bob doesn't know what that is. So, Will got it for him as a gift. And Bob loved it!! And now every time Bob visits they always end up watching the movie because Bob's obsessed.
#tsats headcanon#tsats#the sun and the star#will solace#bob the titan#the bfg#roald dahl#I adored that book and movie as a kid#solangelo#will x nico#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo series#my headcanon#nico di angelo#pjo hoo toa
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given jantje friese's exquisite mind, i don't think it's too presumptuous to make leaps when it comes to the significance of things.
daniel’s surname being a prime example. solace.
there’s a point made in that second episode where he emphasises it by not saying first then surname, but rather having a beat or two in-between. it forces the audience to focus in on it compared to when maura introduces herself. (maura franklin rather than daniel - - solace)
and of all the surnames to choose, solace has to be the most apt for daniel as a character. solace meaning comfort and consolation. connotations of refuge, sanctuary, a safe haven. a light at the end of the tunnel. hope.
because that’s what daniel offers. yes he’s mysterious and dark and murderous, but for maura he is the epitome of safety. not only is he by her side and at her back quite literally every time she needs support, but several times he actively puts himself between her and danger. when tove lunges for her, daniel steps in front without hesitation, and then again when maura is protecting elliot and is almost shot, daniel jumps in front of a bullet to protect her.
i know there are so many theories already about whether or not daniel is even real, and what part he truly plays within the simulations. but no one can possibly doubt his love and sheer intense devotion for maura. he represents the purest and deepest form of love. entirely selfless, utterly consuming.
and it’s no wonder maura is drawn to him even though she doesn’t remember him. he is familiar to her, his presence triggers something within her, and it’s not too much of a stretch to think it goes back to that idea of solace. she recognises something within him which gives her hope and security. a feeling of home when all around her is in complete turmoil.
he is her solace. just like she is his.
#what even is this?#i haven't written meta for YEARS but 1899 has got me feeling something#daniel solace#maura franklin#1899#daniel x maura#maura x daniel#i just adore their relationship#how damaged and tenuous it is#and yet despite that#despite everything they have both been through#which realistically we have only glimpsed at#they still feel each other's pull#like the moon with the tide#i'm such a bloody romantic#as long as there is angst involved
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Most unrealistic thing about Will Solace: I can't find a single instance of him saying "y'all". And since Will's from Texas, he should've said it at least once by now
#pjo hoo toa#will solace#nico di angelo#solangelo#bet nico would claim its annoying but find it adorable#blood of olympus#the last olympian#the lost hero#the hidden oracle#the tower of nero#tsats#yess i did search through all my ebooks to see if he did
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Considering Guts just had sex with a woman, volume 10 of Berserk is somehow, bafflingly, impossibly, getting gayer.
#kit reads berserk#guts berserk#griffith berserk#griffguts#don't get me wrong i adore casca#and i'm glad she and guts are bringing each other solace (for now)#but like. griffith baby. your man is out gettin' cooch#are you sure this is the right time to decide every ounce of your life is dependent on him?
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i absolutely love how even in the few quick glimpses of solangelo we get from apollo's pov in the hidden oracle it's made abundantly (yet subtly) clear just how much will and nico trust each other and feel comfortable together 🥺
#like the casual way apollo notices will leaning on nico#or the constant adorable bickering between them#it's so precious and i love this strange little family so much#pjo#solangelo#trials of apollo#will solace#nico di angelo#apollo#i need people to rant about this series with! i know i'm late to the fandom but please someone come talk to me 🥺
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cutest prettiest man in the world. to me.
#babygirl even.#i adore him#holding him gently in my arms so lovingly. i want to rip him apart like a wild dog with my teeth#solace#bees plays bg3
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it will never not be funny to imagine a 16 old emotional, awkward and acne covered boy aka apollo as lester calling himself the father of a bunch of kids that are OLDER than him and giving them tearly proud dad smooches
#everytime apollo does this kind of things i cry a little inside#its just so adorable and hilarious at the same time#gods bless#toa#lester papadopoulos#apollo#the trials of apollo#will solace#kayla knowles#austin lake#meg mccaffrey#incorrect toa quotes#rrverse#jason grace#piper mclean#leo valdez#calypso#solangelo#rick riordan
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Nico would be so protective of Harley. Like-
“This little shit right here, if y’all lay ONE FUCKING HAND on him I will cut them off. Harley you can uncover your ears now. No Will it’s fine this is is co parenting you can.”
“WHO made fun of your latest invention? Oh he did NOT-”
“Don’t listen to people if they tell you to tone it down, in fact tone it up! Ok well maybe not 13. 7 is a good amount for monster arms though!”
“Harley, me and Will are going to have to go away for a little, ok?”
#I know it was uncalled for#I thought of it you read it#will and Nico being dads for him is so adorable#pjo#percy jackson#heroes of olympus#pjo memes#trials of apollo#pjo hoo toa#will solace#hoo#nico di angelo#nico x will#toa#solangelo#harley
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any personal brainrot you've been having of nico and will?
them being friends. both with a desire to help people out of guilt or duty, but feeling incapable to do so. becoming rivals out of mutual envy for the other's ability. eventually recognizing the flaws in the other and acknowledging each other as equals and comrades in their cause. gaining newfound skill as a result of self-reflection and collaboration. confiding in one another, as from the beginning they'd never shied away from argument, and have now found comfort in constructive conflict. genuinely listening to each other out of true respect and compassion. learning to take care of themselves because they've learned to see the value in their own lives. learning to cherish life without fear for its fragility, or trying to do so. friends
#so like. pelopidas and epaminondas of thebes with extra teen angst#might be too niche cause i dont have taste for romance without Extremely strong friendship#like if you redacted every pet name every kiss every touch every compliment you could still say they have a thing going on#thats what i look for#remove every blush every butterly in the stomach- can it still be viewed as a meaningful and adoring relationship#nico di angelo#will solace#solangelo#soup ask#soup talk
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