(ongoing, unedited)Nico di Angelo is at major risk of losing his apartment, so he decides to get a roommate. For the most part, Nico didn't believe in fate. Until, for some twist of fate, he chose William Solace to fill the position of roommate. Because of that chance of fate, Nico's life changed and while Will was just the beginning, he goes through a hell of a lot more than just a barbie blonde roomie. IMPORTANT DATES started(unedited): 03/??/2018 RANKINGS 10/2/18- #3 in TOA

One great big Solangelo fanfic, obviously with the other ships thrown in. A hell of a lot of cuteness, soppiness, cringiness, happiness and sadness! Read if you wish xxx ‼️DISCLAIMER‼️: I own nothing.

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Nico di Angelo, is a busy man. Don't get him wrong, he loves his job, he's good at it. He loves to write, he loves to sell his songs and hear them come to life with so many talented musicians. And now he has ANGEL, he can release his own music without any of the nepotism allegations. Because the last thing his father would do is give him extra attention - but if he keeps winning awards, maybe he just might get his attention. That's what he used to tell himself, and then he won a literal Grammy and his father still didn't care. But by that point, Nico had worked himself up the DOA Records ladder first as a musician and then becoming an award winning artist and he loved it enough he could forget his father's opinion (or lack thereof). Nico wasn't blind. He could admit that Will Solace was easy on the eyes (read: super fucking hot) but they were both young artists competing for the same awards and Nico didn't have the luxury of supportive, knowledgeable parents to help him out. So sue him, if he doesn't love Will Solace who seems to be trying separate himself from everything Nico ever wanted.

Nico di Angelo was known for being the blunt guy of his class, but he was also at the top of all his classes with the best grades. He also had a problem, he needed more money for rent. His job didn't cut it and if he worked extra hours his grades would show it. Will Solace, on the other hand, was an extrovert at heart with anxiety and tea running his life. He was in his fourth year of med school and was sick of living at home. He refused to live in the dorms again and couldn't afford a place on his own. Solangelo AU where Nico and Will are college roommates and though they are different, realize they have a lot more in common than they think. What happens when their friendship turns into something more? (Most characters belong to Rick Riordan) ⚠️ Warnings this fan-fiction contains: mature language, drug use, and overall triggering topics at times. Read at your own risk~ Word count | 76,263

7 years is a long time. Enough time to let go of past grudges and to finally live life as it should be. Especially for young 24 year old, Nico di Angelo, who had spent the last 7 years building a name for himself in the acting and music industries. He had been nominated for Oscars and many more awards, once winning Album of the Year at the Grammy's, and a handful of Teen Choice trophies, though he didn't really care for it much. He had ripped through boys quick, most relationships not lasting past a month due to busy schedules on both ends. And it was easy to ignore his ex, Will Solace, from high school. Even if his books-turned-into-movies were an agonizing reminder, even if social media was in love with him and his author charm. Because he had moved to France, while Nico stayed in New York. That was, until, Nico was forced into an arranged PR relationship with Jason Grace, a straight actor who was under-fire for homophobic tweets, and Will moved to New York-with a boyfriend. Now living in the same city, they begin to grow mixed feelings for each other, both keeping it bottled up until they all unleash. And with the public watching, things aren't going to be pretty.

after just moving to a new state and new school, nico di angelo is suffering with lack of understanding. he doesn't really know himself, as weird as that may sound, but he doesn't want to. he wished to be as one-dimensional as possible, someone to lay low in the background. that was until he met Will Solace, an optimistic theatre actor with a distant background. With Will constantly pulling him into the spotlight, he has no choice but to discover himself and break out of his shell.

After a Summer of fighting, hooking up, and then breaking up, senior year has finally arrived for Nico and Will. As Nico's rise to popularity (attributed by the epic party he threw at the end of break) begins to spark, Will can hardly catch a break. All he wants to do is move on and get back to his old ways of sleeping around, but all Nico wants is to win him back. And the worst part? They're both fighting for the same scholarship to get into the school of their dreams. This school year is going to be full of all the drama, sadness, and joy that comes with growing up and moving out. {sequel to summer nights}

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 had 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 for the same position. This was gonna be one hell of a summer.

Place: Club. Time: 11:00 PM. Friends? No. Alone. I'm a regular, let me in. The bartender thinks I'm an addict. In a way, he's right. He's just wrong about what I'm addicted to. Or rather, who.