#willsolace

[leelight]

TLH trio fanart

[biggestsolangeloshipper]

you CAN'T tell me that everyone did NOT have a crush on will solace at some point. he has warm blue eyes, golden blond curls. he's tall and athletic, has a bronze tan, and SUPER strong. he has a super sweet personality, and is a HEALER. literally half of the aphrodites cabin swarmed around jason when he arrived. will supposedly have similar features, so HE must have been super popular when he arrived

nico di angelo should have his sword ready...

[leo-whale]

I'm totally captivated by these two...

Yeah, I decided to give them a more mature look. I think they're in their early 20s

[rejected3]

A small and fast tribute to one fanfic that I just finished reading... This one almost killed me xD.   ・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

🖤Fic -> "twenty four seven, i hate my love for you" by buoyantsaturn

Patreon / linktree .

[rispen]

„Please don’t leave me „

[kekaki-cupcakes]

here's the happiest boyfriends as a @pjo-equinox-solstice-exchange present for @thatfantasyreader ! ! ! hope you like <3

[elliosfuego1]

Will : Just calm down, it could've been worse, right?

Nico : No, it couldn't have. WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO OPTIMISTIC?! The world. isn't all sunshine and rainbows, Will!

Will : You want me to be negative?

Will : Fine! I'm sick and tired of you yelling at me all the time! I just want to help you! I just want you to be happy and safe but whenever you get upset you just direct it all at me! UGH.

Nico : *stares wide eyed at Will*

Will : *gasps* I'm sorry, that was so mean

Nico : *continues to stare*

Nico : Are you kidding? That was AWESOME!!!!

[charlotte-stant-romanzi-disney]

A sunny Nico

Nico di Angelo looked at himself in the mirror. He had the usual gloomy look. Black hair, a tense expression, pursed lips. He grimaced.

There were days when he wanted to be someone else. The opposite of what he was. A sunny Nico, with a smile that lit up everything.

Unfortunately that Nico didn't exist. It was a dream. An ideal. A lie.

-Mmm, lost in some dark thought?- Will put a hand on his arm. It seemed like he always knew what to say.

-Do you ever think you'd like to see me more sunny?

Will was his opposite. Beautiful, shiny, blond. -And why would I think such a thing?

-Because… - you are sunny and perfect, I am… shadow.

-You are the best person in this world, I like you the way you are

-Me?- was it a lie? A way to make him feel loved?

He sighed..

-And I only want you

-Only me?

-I don't want another Nico, I want you- Will took his hands and turned him around.

Nico knew that there were no more beautiful eyes in the world than his. Will was everything that he, Nico, son of Hades, motherless, overwhelmed by the mourning of his sister, could never be.

Maybe that was why he was attracted to him.

A moth flying towards the fire. Maybe he would burn his wings… but he would be happy. The best things were perhaps the most dangerous.

[theshakykid]

Will&Nico

PART ONE: DINNER WITH THE JACKSONS

Summary: Nico di Angelo and Will Solace are living an idyllic suburban life in the town of Westview, New Jersey. As their surroundings begin to move through different decades and they encounter various television tropes, the couple suspects that things are not as they seem.

Oh, A newlywed couple just moved to town

A regular husband and husband

Who left the big city to find a quiet life

Will&Nico!

He’s the prince of darkness in a small-town locale

He’s a hubby with a warmth that can stun

How will this duo fit in and fulfill all?

By sharing a love like you’ve never seen

Will&Nico!

The sun cast a golden glow over the flawless suburban neighborhood, where white picket fences framed rows of cheerful homes.

Will Solace whistled a bright, off-key tune as he flipped pancakes on the stove. He wore a checkered apron over his crisp white shirt. The smell of warm batter and syrup filled the air.

Behind him, Nico di Angelo sat at the kitchen table, his dark eyes glued to the calendar on the wall. A red circle marked today’s date, bold and insistent. His brows knit together in thought, and his pale fingers absently drummed against the polished wood of the table.

“Darling, if you keep staring at that calendar any harder, you might just set it on fire,” Will teased, his sunny tone filled with exaggerated warmth. He flipped a pancake into the air with unnecessary flair, catching it perfectly in the pan. “Breakfast won’t set itself, you know.”

Nico barely looked up. “I’m thinking,” he muttered, his voice low and distant.

“About how lucky you are to have a husband who can cook like this?” Will quipped, sliding a stack of golden pancakes onto a plate. He placed it in front of Nico with a flourish, as though presenting a gourmet masterpiece.

Nico huffed a quiet laugh but didn’t take his eyes off the calendar. “What’s so special?”

“Special?” Will echoed, raising an eyebrow. He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat across from Nico, his smile tinged with mischief.

Nico’s his expression remained cool. “Nothing,” he said, forcing a casual tone.

Will leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. “Hmm, why the brooding darling? You look like you’re plotting a murder.”

“Maybe I am,” Nico said flatly, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward.

Will laughed, the sound bright and infectious. “Well, I hope it’s not me you’re plotting against. Percy’s called another big meeting, and you know how he gets when someone doesn't show up.” He stood, adjusting his tie with exaggerated precision. “Percy Jackson and deadlines are a match made in chaos.”

“Work,” Nico repeated, watching Will grab his briefcase. “Sure. Have fun.”

Will leaned down to plant a quick kiss on Nico’s temple. “Try not to miss me too much, love. See you tonight!”

And with that, he was gone, leaving Nico alone with his thoughts and the mocking red circle on the calendar.

As the hours dragged on, Nico’s unease grew. The date gnawed at him, refusing to let go. He paced the living room, his black shirt and slacks blending into the shadows. What was it? Had he truly forgotten something important? An anniversary? A birthday?

He stopped in front of the calendar, staring at the marked date as though it might whisper its secrets. “He’s going to kill me if I messed this up,” Nico muttered. His mind raced, and then, like a switch flipping, he understood. Their anniversary! If it wasn't either of their birthdays, it's got to be their anniversary. And he was going to make it unforgettable.

By the time Will returned home, the house was transformed. The curtains were drawn, and soft candlelight bathed the room in a golden glow. The record player spun a sultry jazz tune, and a bottle of wine sat open on the coffee table. Nico stood near the door, his dark eyes catching the flicker of the flames. His usual brooding demeanor was replaced by an air of deliberate mystery, his black shirt unbuttoned just enough to suggest he’d been waiting for this moment all day.

Will stepped inside, his hand on the doorknob as he surveyed the scene. “Well, this is... unexpected,” he said, his lips curling into a crooked smile.

Nico smirked, leaning casually against the wall. “Welcome home, sunshine,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I thought we could make tonight special.”

Before Will could respond, the sound of a car door slamming outside made them both turn. Nico’s eyes widened as two figures approached the house. Percy and Annabeth Jackson walked towards them, looking far less glamorous than the romantic evening Nico had planned.

“Oh,” Nico said flatly, his voice dripping with disappointment. “We’re... having company.”

Will’s screwed up in confusion. “Percy and Annabeth are joining us for dinner. Did you not remember, love?”

Nico blinked, his frustration barely contained. “Right. You invited them over for.... dinner.”

“Sure did,” Will said cheerfully.

Nico’s jaw tightened, but he forced a smile as the Jacksons approached. “Of course,” he said through gritted teeth. “Make yourselves at home.”

Dinner was an exercise in barely restrained chaos. Percy’s boisterous energy filled the room as he recounted office antics, while Annabeth corrected him with the precision of someone who had heard these stories too many times before.

“And then the copier started smoking,” Percy said, gesturing wildly with his fork. “Turns out someone jammed it with, get this, a peanut butter sandwich!”

“It was a granola bar,” Annabeth said, her voice calm but firm. “And it wasn’t smoking. It was overheating because someone ignored the error messages.”

Will laughed, his eyes crinkling with genuine delight. Nico, on the other hand, sipped his wine in silence, his mind spinning with annoyance and confusion.

Suddenly, the air grew heavy, and the room fell unnaturally silent. Percy and Annabeth froze mid-laugh, their expressions blank and unmoving. The candles flickered wildly, and the record player distorted into a haunting, warped melody.

Nico’s hand gripped the edge of the table. “Will,” he said, his voice low and urgent. “Do you see that?”

Will frowned, looking around. “See what?”

Before Nico could respond, the strange distortion stopped. Percy and Annabeth resumed their conversation as if nothing had happened, their laughter and words picking up mid-sentence.

Nico’s heart pounded. His dark eyes darted between the guests, searching for any sign that they, too, had noticed something amiss. But the moment passed as quickly as it had come, leaving him alone with his unease.

After Percy and Annabeth left, the house was quiet once more. Nico stood in the kitchen, staring at the flickering candlelight. His mind replayed the strange events of the evening, each detail more unsettling than the last.

Will approached him from behind, wrapping his arms around Nico’s waist. “Hey,” he said softly. “You’ve been quiet tonight. What’s on your mind?”

Nico hesitated, his heart racing. “Nothing,” he lied. “Just tired.”

Will pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. “Well, whatever it is, we’ll figure it out.”

Nico closed his eyes, leaning into Will’s embrace. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “We'll figure it out.”

But deep down, he knew that something was very, very wrong.

[littlejinx07]

People who didnt like TSAS, I dont trust yall. You can deny it, but it is canon to the PJ universe. And its not fanfiction. Just say you dont want Nico and Will to heal and be happy. The second book will be amazing! Yes they said it will be different, but I know that we will finally see them beyond happy together. Exspecially sense they both have discussed things. So I cant wait for the second book!! Nico and Will both deserve this.

[akacammy]

A relaxing day in the Hades cabin

[leelight]

Small ToA animatic(??)

I used some clips from the auidobooks in this also it didn't let me post this on tiktok ahhhh😭😭

[biggestsolangeloshipper]

i like the fact that in the sun and the star will is depicted as someone very anxious and always questioning his decisions.

he literally beat himself up from losing control and not being able to lighten the mood.

who knew it was the doctor who needed help?

[leo-whale]

Oh~🥴

[rejected3]

Happy Total Solar Eclipse Day everyone XD. ⋆｡˚☀️

The fool and the knight of pentacles "Praise the sun"

Solangelo x Dark souls. Sun/pluto . Patreon / linktree ;>

[rispen]

We do not have enough young Will content!

So please enjoy tiny Will Solace getting taught archery by his big bro Lee fletcher.