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heyyyyy it's been *checks watch* almost SEVEN YEARS since I've posted on here/written a solangelo fic, but I'd like to change that! so if you're interested in a solangelo fic please send me a prompt and I will do my best to deliver something decent 🙏 (and while I am still really into this ship, I have not kept up with the more recent books, so aus would be preferable!!)

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heyyyyy it's been *checks watch* almost SEVEN YEARS since I've posted on here/written a solangelo fic, but I'd like to change that! so if you're interested in a solangelo fic please send me a prompt and I will do my best to deliver something decent 🙏 (and while I am still really into this ship, I have not kept up with the more recent books, so aus would be preferable!!)

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Break My Heart: Chapter 7 (A Solangelo Fanfic)

It’s here! Chapter seven of Break My Heart! Though this chapter is mostly set up for the highly anticipated Capture The Flag match (which is next chapter) and Nico and Will being friends (before some romantic development of course), I think that having them become close is important. 

Enjoy!

Read on Tumblr: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Read on AO3 

Preview:

“Dad—uh, Hades, he says something like that. That the most important thing is to…well…to try to do good,” Nico said slowly. “That’s the best that mortals can do anyways before they die. So, don’t beat yourself up. Gods know that I do that too much anyways.”

“You call Hades dad?” Will asked, half-curious and half-jealous.

“I bit my tongue,” Nico said with a flat expression.

“You are really killing this motivational speaking thing, Nico. Really, you should consider doing it for a living,” Will said as he bumped shoulders with Nico di Angelo.

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18, can will be the one crying b/c He doesn't find himself a good enough nurse?

18. While someone’s crying (you can get a crying will but for another reason bc i have big feelings about this)

Will lost a patient. That is evident as soon as Nico comes home and hears the eerie quiet of their apartment. There are only so many reasons Will wouldn’t be listening to music or humming as he cooked or cleaned or did whatever. And considering the difficult case he’s been worried about for several weeks now…

Nico leaves his shoes and coat and bag to the hall and silently makes his way through the apartment to the bedroom. He finds Will lying on Nico’s side of the bed, hugging a pillow and legs folded close to his chest, staring at the wall without probably really seeing anything. He looks so small and vulnerable like that, his face emotionless but ready to crumble under the slightest pressure.

It breaks Nico’s heart.

Without saying a word, Nico walks to the bed and lies down behind Will, carefully wrapping an arm around him to avoid startling him. Will is stiff, his muscles tense, but when Nico presses against his back he takes a hand and squeezes it so hard Nico’s fingers could break. Nico pushes a knee between both of Will’s, pulls him closer, and presses his lips comfortingly to the back of his neck.

Little by little the tension leaves Will’s body, but with the momentary calm comes the tremble; quiet sobs shaking Will’s body as he tries to keep them in, tries to be strong in a way he doesn’t need to be, tries to not fall apart. Will has always been soft, he’s always felt things deeper than Nico can understand, and for all the times Will has helped him calm down after a nightmare there are just as many times Nico has been there for Will’s cries and fears.

“You’re the one that told me”, Nico whispers against Will’s skin and strokes his knuckles with his thumb, “that being able to cry over a loss is the strongest thing a soldier can do.”

Will turns around in Nico’s arms and buries his face to the soft fabric of Nico’s shirt before letting the tears fall freely. Nico holds him tightly, dying a tiny bit inside with every sob and whimper, and runs a hand up and down Will’s back in a what he hopes is a soothing motion. His other hand buries itself to Will’s hair, holding Will’s head safely tucked under his chin as their bodies shake from the power of Will’s cries.

Nico knows words are pointless. He’s never been good with them, and this is not the time to start experimenting. And he knows how he himself would feel in his weakest moments if someone were to shoot empty words and promises to his face. Things will be okay, eventually, that is true, but that’s not something you want to hear when your whole world is gloom and dark.

“She was barely eleven, Nico”, are the first words Will manages to get out between the tears. Nico hates to hear them, hates that Will has to face dying children most every day, but he holds on tight and listens and maybe lets a tear fall on his own cheek, too. “She was just a child, how can - how can the fates be so cruel?”

Not having an answer that would be satisfactory to either of them, Nico stays quiet and just kisses Will’s hairline softly. It’s a question he has had frequently since he first learned about the nasty old ladies, and no matter how much he tries he will never understand what good could ever come from letting innocent children die. What he does understand is Will’s need to work in the children’s ward, helping and trying to prevent every death that he can, but in these moments where even that isn’t enough it’s hard to see the point in anything.

All Nico can do is hold Will through the sobs, smooth back his hair and help him breathe when it becomes too much. In and out, slowly, in and out, until all that’s left is bloodshed eyes and trembling lips and a wet spot of tears and snot on Nico’s shirt. That’s when Nico finally dares to smile, just a little, just enough to make Will know he’s proud of him regardless of what he thinks of himself.

Will tilts his head up enough to press their foreheads together. It’s something he’s always found comfort in, they both have, and Nico can feel calm settle in their bones.

“Why couldn’t I save her? Why couldn’t I save an innocent child, just this once?”

Will is not asking him, not really. Nico knows that, but still he cups Will’s cheek gently and presses a soft kiss on his lips before whispering, “Because when you take off the armor, every soldier is still only human.”

(thanks for the prompts, everyone!)

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43.“Can you explain why there are sheets strung up around the apartment?”“I built a fort.”

Will Solace, in his 21 years, would never have imagined that his boyfriend, Nico di Angelo the ‘Ghost King’, would ever have build a pillow fort. 

His boyfriend, that could raise an army of the undead with a flick of his wrist, built a fort made out of blankets and pillows and was inviting him inside.

“Why, exactly? Not that i’m complaining..” Will was slipping off his shoes and entering the fort, careful not to knock it down.

“I was bored.”, Nico shrugged and shoved some popcorn in his mouth. 

“Your boredom pushed you to build a intricate fort made of fluffy blankets, remind me again why do I love you?”, Will asked playfully, laying his head on Nico’s lap.

“Because I make intricate forts out of fluffy blankets because I’m bored.”, Nico said, “Oh and that I’m pretty fucking hot.”

“Can’t deny the truth.”, Will stole some popcorn from Nico, “So, what are we supposed to do now?”

“Now, we watch a movie.”, Nico ot out his laptop and turned on Netflix.

“At least take me out to dinner first, Nico. My gods.”, Will should have seen the pillow coming for his face. 

Nico picked a movie and started it. As the title card started playing, Nico put a careful arm around his boyfriend, like he was still the awkward 14 year old who didn’t know how to handle his feelings. Somethings just never change. 

Will doesn’t know who fell asleep first. He didn’t know how the movie they were watchng ended happily or sadly. It had been a long and tiring day and Will was in cuddled in Nico’s arms. Both of them were lying there, in happiness. Like two people in love.  

Hope you liked it Mist!!! Ari xxx :3 It’s short and sweet :p 

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light + nico di angelo

send me a word + a ship/character!

light was something nico has associated with despair, judgement, and the happiness of other people. a flash of light had taken his mother away when he was young, the light in bianca’s eyes had disappeared when she’d stolen the hades figurine for him, and light had seemed to float around percy and his radiant smile everywhere he went. nico had grown to resent the light and fled to the land of the dead to escape it. 

it wasn’t until will solace smart-mouthed his way into nico’s life that light started to take on more positive connotations. light didn’t stop reminding him of what he’d lost, it simply reminded him of all of the good things in his life, too. light bounced off of will’s hair as he walked in his father’s sunlight. will’s smile brought a new, warmer light into rooms. will dragged nico out during the day to fix his, quite literal, vitamin d deficiency and they fell asleep together, in apollo’s warm light. 

nico laced his fingers through will’s sun darkened skin and watched the way that light played over his blue eyes with an absent smile on his lips. it was an amazing thing to think about, how one person could completely and utterly change his understanding of the world. 

“what are you thinking about?” will’s voice filtered over nico’s sun-warm haze and he turned his head to smile over at his boyfriend.

“you. and how you’re my personal ray of really annoying sunshine.” 

will laughed and closed the space between them with a kiss and a whispered, “that’s gay.” 

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For the wonderful anon who asked:  Could you maybe do a canon verse solangelo situation in which they’re about to have their first kiss and they’re like, nose to nose, but something interrupts them and they’re suddenly brought back to earth lmao- I just love things like this! Basically I just want an internal freak out from Nico and to see what he does about it afterwards x

Hope you like it x

Ours are the moment I play in the dark

When he turns his head to look at the boy beside him, Will is already looking at Nico, that same intense yet gentle look in his eyes, the one that reminds Nico of a blue summer sky when you know a storm is coming; right now it’s still good and pleasant, but don’t get too comfortable, the sky can break open any moment now. Nico loves the thrill of it, the expectation, the way your skin tingles with the weight of the air and your lungs get filled with heaviness.

He wonders what kind of storm is approaching at the moment. Will only gets that look in his eyes when he’s deciding whether to do something or not, weighing the positive and negative outcomes in his head. It’s clear the positive side is winning, although it seems like he’s struggling with something.

Nico would ask what it is that has him looking like that, but for some reason can’t force the words to come out. Like there’s something pushing them back inside. Or maybe he’s just too overwhelmed to speak; a ray of sunlight streams through the clouds and perfectly rains down over Will, like a velvety cloak, doing that thing sunlight always does to Will, bringing out the best parts of him and making him look softer, coloring his skin a deep, tanned bronze and his hair golden. His freckles are brought out and stand out more prominently on the bridge of his nose.

The sun hitting Will in all the right places is not a coincidence, Nico thinks. It seems as if the sun, the brightest creature in this universe, has picked Will as her favorite, most likely because he burns as bright as her. The effect the sun has on Will, is the effect Will has on the rest of the population. Pulling out beauty. The lake glistens.

Without realizing, the two have gotten closer to each other, two raindrops knitting together. Nico’s heart is beating like crazy when he realizes he can count the different shades of green hidden inside the blue of Will’s eyes, when he realizes their pinkies are touching, that the goosebumps on his arms are from Will’s breath on his cheek. He suppresses a shudder when Will touches his cheek, seemingly wiping away an eyelash.

Nico is pretty sure Will is going to kiss him. Nico is absolutely sure he wants Will to kiss him. There is no doubt in his mind that if Will doesn’t do it soon, he will.

Will moves closer still, impossibly without their lips touching and now his breath isn’t landing on his cheek, it’s falling onto his own lips and gods, Will smells really nice, like peppermint and early mornings, and his eyes are probably, most likely, absolutely the most beautiful thing Nico’s ever seen, his hand moves from the ground up up up, onto Nico’s cheek again, not doing anything, simply laying there and then –

CRASH

‘Godsdamnit, Jackson!’

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“25!!” – Anonymous “25 or 4″ – @damdeathbymelon

25. With a first kiss, from these cuddling prompts

This took way longer than I wanted, mainly because I had an idea all planned out then read a fic with??? the exact??? same??? plot??? So yeah, I obviously had to change it lol. Hope this works for you guys!

Friday nights were Nico’s favorite time of the week. Not only did Friday’s symbolize the end of the week and being able to sleep in late the next day, but they were when Will came over for them to have their weekly movie night. The tradition stemmed back to when they first became friends in kindergarten, and was still going strong in their junior year of high school without much change – they still wore their pajamas, still made a nest of pillows and blankets on the ground in front of the sofa, and still snuggled with each other (and still had the occasional pillow fight).

Tonight was especially great because both of Nico’s parents were gone on some work thing, meaning they could turn up the volume as loud as they wanted without reprimand. And tonight, it was loud.

“Nico, we’re gonna be deaf if we keep the volume this loud!” Will all but shouted from where he was curled up on Nico’s left.

Sighing begrudgingly, Nico grabbed the remote and turned the volume down several notches. “This better for your sensitive ears?”

A playful shove and a “fuck you” were directed Nico’s way, but he shrugged off both and settled down more comfortably, slinging his leg over Will’s. In response, Will wrapped his arm around Nico’s shoulders.

“I’m glad that I get to pick the movie next time,” mumbled Will into Nico’s hair.

“What have you got against Star Trek? I know you think Chris Pine is hot.” In fact, it was their discussion about Chris Pine during lunch that day that made Nico decide on Star Trek Beyond for tonight.

Will snorted. “Well duh, he’s hot, but the explosions are a bit much.”

“There aren’t even that many of them,” said Nico, eyes glued to the screen as more of the enemy ships blew up.

“Uh huh,” Will agreed sarcastically. 

They fell back into comfortable silence, communicating through casual touches instead of words. Not for the first time, Nico thought of how lucky he was to have Will as his best friend and how glad he was that they became friends so long ago.

He voiced these thoughts to Will, who muttered “fucking sap” under his breath, yet pulling Nico closer all the same.

More time passed, and the movie came to an end with the cast of the Enterprise proving, once again, to be victorious. Nico sighed in contentment as the credits rolled; neither him nor Will made any attempt to move, both perfectly happy with how they were situated.

Nico turned his head slightly so it rested on Will’s shoulder, their faces so close that their breaths mingled. Feeling a flutter develop in his chest, Nico quickly stamped it out. For a while now Nico had noticed that Will had been causing him to feel things, but not wanting to risk their friendship, Nico had never really addressed it. 

He realized that he had been staring into Will’s eyes long enough for it to be weird, and was about to pull away before Will stopped him. By kissing him, just a gentle pressure of his lips against his own. Nico had just enough time to think hnnnnnng before it was over and Will was rambling.

“Sorry, sorry! I– I guess I totally read that wrong– my bad–” he kept sputtering as he pulled away.

Recovering from what just happened and realizing what was happening now, Nico grabbed Will by the shoulder and brought him back – this time, Nico was the one who initiated the kiss.

This time, it lasted for more than a few seconds, and by the time they pulled back enough to look at each other, both were smiling.

“You didn’t read it wrong at all,” said Nico.

And next week, when they were watching Princess Diaries 2 (Will’s preferred version of Chris Pine), if they didn’t actually watch the movie that much, well, that was perfectly fine with Nico.

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Pls could you do the first time Nico ever kisses Will in front of their friends?? And they always keep pda to a complete minimum so all of their friends are like what!!!! Just happened!!!

Nico had pretty much settled into the Camp Half-Blood routine.

Prophecies were standard, capture the flag was always a train wreck waiting to happen. Nico enjoyed meals at the Apollo table and camp fires (though he’d fiercely deny it when confronted) and teaching the others sword skills.

In the years since the Giant War, Nico had found a place for himself. Or, not so much found - more like he made a place for himself. Found half a reason to stay and clung to it til his feet were halfway in the ground, and Chiron and Mr. D had no choice but to redecorate the Hades cabin so as not to look like an apocalyptic base camp.

He liked it all. Well, most of it - bar the Stoll brothers and Clarisse’s temper and Leo’s… actually, most of Leo’s general behaviour. But the best part was definitely, by far, the lazy days.

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Cuddling prompts

Because that’s the kind of mood i’m in today.

In bed

On the couch/loveseat

On the floor

In front of the fireplace

In the back seat of the car

For warmth

For comfort

Reluctantly

Totally platonic

Totally romantic

Post-coital

Just waking up

Falling asleep

In public

In the dark

With rain outside

With snow outside

While someone’s crying

While someone’s sick

Post-proposal

In the water/in the bath

Congratulatory

Reunion

Between strangers

With a first kiss

In lieu of kissing

First cuddle

Familiar cuddle

Last cuddle (if you’re feeling super angsty)

Out of necessity (trapped in a small space, etc.)

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I really need kindergarten teacher Will and hot single dad Nico.

bruh me too

so nico’s job requires a lot of late hours so he hired a babysitter to pick up his daughter lucy every day so will always assumed that this was a suspiciously young mom or an older sister who came to pick up one of his students every day (but how was it his business anyway??)

one day nobody came to pick lucy up??? and the rest of the class was gone??? and will wasn’t busy so he figured it would be fine if lucy hung out in the classroom for a little while until someone came for her so will pulled out the coloring books and crayons and sat down at a table with lucy and they colored for about an hour until nico ran into the classroom

nico was apologizing immediately and going on about how his babysitter quit on him and he couldn’t get a replacement on short notice and he had a meeting at work that went on longer than it should’ve and it won’t happen again he promises

will’s like “its ok i dont mind we were just coloring i figured someone would be here soon dont worry about it” but like he really doesn’t mind bc now he gets to see this very attractive man in nice clothes and a loosened tie and messed up hair

but nico is a business man who wont take no for an answer and goes “no u know what take my phone number and if it happens again call me and i’ll be here as soon as i can ok” so he pulls out a business card and a pen and writes his personal number on the back and shoves it in will’s hand

and will’s mostly frozen until they leave

another time will’s too focused on playing a guitar and singing with his class that he doesn’t hear the phone ring, or someone knock on the door, and then he sees lucy’s dad standing in the back of the classroom and will’s fingers catch on the guitar strings and he stutters a few words and he stops and nico’s like “sorry the secretary said you weren’t answering your phone so i just came down here lucy has a doctor’s appointment”

when they leave nico asks lucy a bunch of questions like does her teacher always sing for the class, what kinds of songs does he sing, has he ever talked about singing at home for his own kids, has he mentioned if hes married; but lucy gets real tired of the questions real quick and nico figures he should stop

the next time nico shows up late to pick lucy up, he finds her and will sitting on the floor with will’s guitar, and will’s teaching her how to play (the guitar’s like, the same size as lucy but shes managing ok) and nico stands back and watches for a few minutes bc wills????? so cute?????

and then will notices him standing there and visibly blushes and tells lucy to get her stuff together and apologizes to nico for not noticing that he was there and nico tells him that it’s fine and please stop calling him mr. di angelo bc they’re like the same age and he can call him nico and can also maybe go out to dinner with him something?

wills immediate answer ofc is YES but as soon as the word is out of his mouth hes like “wait no no i cant lucy’s my student and youre lucy’s dad i feel like thats weird and possibly against school rules somehow??”

so nico pulls out his phone and opens up a calendar and goes “so then how do you feel about dinner at 7 on june 10, exactly one week after lucy’s last day of school?” and wills like “yeah yes that sounds super great ok”

!!!!!!! im always a fan of parent/teacher aus ok so i hope you like this as much as i do!!!!!

drop an au in my ask and get a list of headcanons!

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Innocent Sugar daddy au where Nico is the sugar daddy and Will is the sugar baby lol. (Nico just want to give Will everything.)

so i literally tried writing this exact thing once but i couldn’t get really far for some reason but headcanon format is different this’ll be so much better i promise

(ooh boy she’s real long this is getting a cut)

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just stop your crying, have the time of your life

Summary: He had met Nico di Angelo at a frat party.

Also on AO3.

Title is from this song that came up on the radio when I was editing this. I guess you could say it was a… Sign of the Times. (For real, it was the first time I heard that wonderful song and it fit the story like a glove.)

I hope you enjoy it!

(Nico di Angelo/Will Solace, fluff, teen and up audiences, 3045 words.)

He had met Nico di Angelo at a frat party. Both of them had been dragged there by friends, both of them were tipsy, and both of them were only dancing because of the alcohol in their systems.

They had started talking because Nico accidentally stepped on Will’s foot, which had him apologizing profusely. Will had laughed it off — he hadn’t even felt anything.

Looking back on it, it hadn’t taken them long to start kissing at all. Maybe ten, fifteen minutes after meeting each other, and Will was gently pressing Nico against a wall, caressing his back with his fingertips, and exploring his mouth as if he had all the time in the world to do so.

He had never thought he’d be confident enough to flirt with a stranger, much less with a boy with unknown sexuality, but this felt like a night for firsts, and so he decided to enjoy it.

“I should probably go.” Nico murmured at some point, and it made Will inexplicably sad — maybe because of the alcohol.

“Just five more minutes?”

“Okay.”

They kept kissing for much longer than five minutes. Once Nico really had to go, they parted with a goodbye and a peck on the lips, and Will was pretty sure he’d never see him again.

They met again at another party.

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at last (i see the light)

Summary: Of a tower, a missing prince with the sun in his hair and the ability to heal with a touch, and a terrible-dangerous-very-bad bandit who’s never been altogether good at being very bad, dangerous, or terrible.

An AU based off of Disney’s Tangled.

Nico di Angelo grows up with stories of the prince lost to time.

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honeymoon headcanons

once upon a time there was a me who didn’t always think about solangelo whenever i saw something cute. anyway, i was in paris for a week and let me tell you a few things.

first off, nico and will are the kind of couple that you see bickering around and sending death glares across the room and would never in a million years believe to be this close to getting married

three days before their (small, intimate, very private and toned down) wedding and they still haven’t bothered to tell everyone, only the ones who are supposed to be there

(like, will runs into some of their acquaintances from chb and they stop to catch up and “wait, what, you’re getting married??? to who???” “ummm nico?” “you’re still together????”)

(will doesn’t get why everyone’s so surprised but then he gets home and nico says “whadap asshole” in greeting and he’s like oh yeah, that’s why)

anyway, they’re not affectionate when they’re around people, but when they’re alone…

oh boy

kisses so soft that they make clouds jealous

smiles bright enough to power new york city for a whole month

tiny lingering touches and words so sweet that everyone in a mile’s radius gets diabetes

so don’t you dare tell me that nico and will wouldn’t go to paris for their honeymoon

because they definitely would

and they get the honeymoon suite from one of the most expensive hotels they can find, with a generous balcony overlooking the city, and will might be a little uncomfortable with spending so much money at first but then again, nico is the child of the god of underworld, money is Not A Problem

nico makes reservations to have dinner at the eiffel tower when the sun sets, and will teases him half way through the first course to hide how touched he is

will books them a trip to a winery, and they spend the whole day walking around hand in hand and stealing kisses behind their wine glasses

nico insists on visiting versailles, and they make a list of pros and cons on redecorating their bedroom to look like marie antoinette’s

(also selfies in the garden with the god statues, sending them to everyone and especially their dads. nico finds apollo’s bath grove especially hilarious.)

“will, we did not fly all the way to europe just to go to disneyland”

“but you have to admit that now that we’re here it would be a crime not to go”

“will no”

“will yes”

they definitely go to disneyland and nico loves every second of watching will’s face light up and the fireworks reflecting from his eyes

(the food isn’t half bad either but there’s no way nico is going to tell will that)

picnic on champs de mars is apparently a Thing, so of course they do that, and feed each other cheese and grapes and strawberries, and they’re so sickly sweet that if someone they knew saw them they wouldn’t be recognized

walks along the riverside at night, watching the city lights and stopping to take pictures every now and then, kissing under the moonlight with the eiffel tower on the background

(that picture instantly gets over three thousand likes on instagram)

on their last night there they walk across pont neuf and enjoy the lights and the glint of hundreds of locks on the rails, and nico digs one from his pocket and shows will the engraved together forever

and it’s such a clichée and corny and even the engraving is more tacky than actually sweet, but in that moment will can’t really think of anything that would have been more perfect

so they place the lock to a corner where they can find a small vacant place, and they throw the key to the river, and will kisses nico for a long time until a boat comes from under the bridge and partygoers start shouting at them

and if they make it a habit to visit every few years to make sure the lock is still on place no one has to know

on the plane back to the states nico is sleeping against will’s shoulder and will keeps scrolling the pictures they took, playing with nico’s fingers with his other hand

two weeks in paris might not be enough, but that only means will can start planning for the second honeymoon, right?

(the second honeymoon is definitely venice and i will fight you for this)

(somehow they end up going on a trip every year for their anniversary and call it a honeymoon, sometimes jokingly and sometimes less jokingly)

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I love your writing!!!! For Solangelo could you write the first time Nico ever kisses Will in front of their friends? Nico's not one for PDA at all so it's a big step ygm

His eyes are still closed and his face too pale, so pale his freckles stand out sharply on his skin. Nico’s hands hover, uncertain, shaking, the roar of his increased heartbeat in his ears. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

They’ve managed to kill the monsters and get some ambrosia into Will but Nico can’t help but worry. Will has never been this quiet before. He’s always moving, ready to help, legs bouncing even when they’re sitting. Nico can count the number of times he’s seen Will without some sort of smile on his face and he would have fingers leftover. This is one of them. 

It must have been only a few minutes, though to Nico it felt like hours, when blue eyes blink open. A grimace crosses Will’s face as his senses return to him. “Wh—What’s going—?”

“Will,” Nico says, and Will’s eyes flick over to meet his, falling silent at the look on his face. “Oh, thank the gods.”

“Nico—?” Will’s voice is cut off when Nico suddenly leans forwards, pressing their lips together briefly. He blinks, dazed, as Nico knocks their foreheads together, and stays there. Wordlessly, Will reaches up and holds him back.

Their friends are still around them, picking up after themselves and patching each other up, but Nico pays them no mind. Will’s here, warm, alive, and that’s all that matters. 

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For solangelo please can you write an almost first kiss? So they're getting really close but something interrupts them and Nico has an internal freak out like w t f just happened- and then awkwardnessss I'm a sucker for awkward solangelo

“Solace, get that away from me or else—”

“It’s just a bandaid!”

It’s a good thing the infirmary is empty save for the two of them, because they’re currently in a very compromising position. Will is leaning over Nico, struggling to stick a bandaid on the—tiny, barely even noticeable and definitely not bleeding anymore—cut on Nico’s nose. Nico struggles underneath him, trying to kick at him but Will doesn’t budge. There’s an arm braced against Nico’s chest, and his own arms are pushing back at the other boy wherever he can reach.

“What do you have against bandaids?” Will asks, chest heaving.

“I don’t need it,” Nico deadpans. “And that one is bright pink, which really clashes with the whole dark overlord look I’m going for.” 

“I think it suits you—oomph.”

Nico pulls his fingers back, smug while Will rubs his ribs. But then Will is eyeing him with that mischievous smile again, and Nico barely has time to throw his arms up before Will is attacking him with the bandaid again. Except this time, Will has a secret weapon: tickling.

“Will, no—!” Nico gasps, trying to dislodge Will’s hands around his middle, but he’s too busy shaking with laughter. He really hates Hazel for telling the boy about how ticklish he is.

“Will, yes!” 

Eventually, Nico grabs Will’s arms, stopping his movements. They both gasp for breath, stupid smiles on their faces, when Nico makes the mistake of looking up. Will’s face hovers above his own, freckles everywhere, a golden halo spilling from his head until it brushes Nico’s forehead. Blue eyes stare back. Then they flick down to his lips, and Nico forgets how to breathe.

“Hey, Will, another Ares kid got stabbed in the are—Uh. Did I interrupt something?”

Nico and Will spring apart, Will stumbling off the bed and Nico rolling over to face the wall. He listens to the sound of Will bumbling around for materials, ignoring Percy’s stare on his back as he tries to remember how to human. His face feels too hot. He can still feel the weight of Will on top of him, and the beautiful blush across freckled skin. 

“Nico? You alright?” Percy’s voice is amused behind him. “Need a little time to cool down?”

Nico slaps his hands to his cheeks, and groans.