⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of depression, self-harm, emotional neglect, and recovery. Please read with care. If you are struggling, you are not alone-help is always available. 💚 --- Under the Willow Tree Maxine Baker is known for her dramatic flair, her fast-talking confidence, and her magnetic presence-at least, she used to be. After a summer spent in silence, hidden away from friends who barely noticed she was gone, Max returns to school carrying more than just secrets beneath her hoodie sleeves. While her old friends gossip under the Berry Tree, Max finds comfort in an unexpected place: the quiet shade of the Willow Tree and a girl named Liz-sarcastic, guarded, and exactly what Max didn't know she needed. A story about pain, recovery, being seen, and letting someone in-even when it's hard.

Nico di Angelo- The child of Hades. He was a depressed ball of rage wherever he went. He preferred spending his time in his cabin, alone. He would often forget to take care of himself such as go outside to eat. Nobody would ever like him. Or so he thought... Will Solace- The child of Apollo. Basically a dream. He lifted everyone's spirit as soon as he walked through the door. He literally glowed when he was happy, which was most of the time. He was the best healer out of the whole camp. Come on, who wouldn't have the hots for a smart, hot, teen doctor? So out of all the people he could've found interesting, why Nico? That's what the child of Hades is trying to figure out while he's oblivious to the complete obvious. Might Will actually have a chance to break down Nico's walls and find the key to his heart?

Nico and Will are roommates. Nico is closed off and pushing Will away but Will can't understand why. One day, Nico stands up and his shirts falls to the side exposing blue and purple bruises on his neck. Nico winced and grabs his side. Will starts pushing for answers but Nico won't tell him anything so eventually, Will gives up. Until he accidentally walks in on Nico is the bathroom and sees his chest and shoulders littered with bruises and scars. Will is determined to find out what happened to Nico and the truth may be the last thing he would think of. 𝓘 𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓟𝓙𝓞 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼. 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓡𝓲𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓷.

A tale of love, loss, and sacrifice

Super suggestive scenes (ex. Making out, kissing, cussing, slight smut ) but no heavy, toe curling, back arching smut 😙 #22 Sallyface★ Enjoy! Started on Saturday, March 18, 2023.

Travis Phelps is God's devotee. He will bleed out his sins through his wounds, suffer his punishments. He will repent until his knees bruise and his tongue is dry. He will pray to god to cleanse him of his sins. Of himself. And then he meets Sal Fisher. (Salvis; No Cult AU)

Whenever your soulmate gets injured in any physical way it appears on your body. Since the age of 13 Will Solace has had cuts, gashes, burns, bruises appearing all over his body. Nico Diangelo is abused by his father who blames him for the the deaths of his sister and mother. He's bullied at school and at home and is overall miserable. When Will one day notices the same cut on a boy in his school, he begins to connect the dots. Will Will be able to save Nico from his abusive home and himself before it's too late? !! TRIGGER WARNING!! Themes of abuse, violence, sexual assault, eating disorders, self-harm and suicide Please do not read if these themes will trigger you, please be kind to yourself You don't need to have read the original series to understand this book, since it's not set in the like actual percy jackson universe it's self.

Nico has lived with that term all his life. Psychopath. He knew it was muttered behind his back when he walked through school. Thats how the world saw him. The boy who hears voices, the guy who talks to himself. Everyone defined him by his mental illness, and no one had ever bothered to know him. The word wasn't even accurate. Having schizophrenia was a pain sometimes, but it didn't mean Nico was crazy, even if the voices told him he was. The real ones, and the ones in his mind. The only person he could ever consider a friend would be his psychologist (aka his therapist), Jenny, who he had grown a strong connection with over the 4 years he had been going to see her. He didn't trust anyone else. Nico knew that no one would look past it all like she does. That is, until Will Solace enters the picture, the happy go lucky college student striving to be a therapist. What could go wrong? . This is a solangelo fan fiction and will have swearing, mental illnesses and there may be triggering moments that will have warnings. I will hopefully capture Nico's point of view accurately, and what he his going through, but I have never experienced schizophrenia so it may not be perfect. . Kinda going through editing? This story has mature themes including drinking, drugs, cursing and mentions of self harm, mentions of eating disorders, and panic attacks. #1 #schizophrenia may 31, 2021 #1 #diangelo November 28, 2021

After that I only wore black. Black like the charred remains of everything I had once loved, black like the smoke billowing into the sky as my tears cut tracks through the black soot coating my face, and black like the little puppy that was squirming in my arms afterward, the only piece of my old life I had left. ~¤~ Four years ago, Nico's life was perfect. He had two loving parents, a caring older sister, and a beautiful house in Italy. Then a fire started in their house and everything Nico loved crumbled along with the walls and family photos. Now, Nico and his dad live in America with Nico's step mom and sister, but Hades is almost never home and Nico has hardly smiled since the fire. Maybe the boy who just moved in across the street can help him bring a stop to the relentless bullying Nico has been dealing with for two years, and maybe he can teach him to smile again in the process. - the playlist for this is linked in my bio -

Travis Phelps- the homophobic asshole that beat up the outsiders as a way to filter his own self hatred, stuck in an abusive household. He was miserable, gay and being suffocated by the grip of his father's religiousness. Sal Fisher- the new kid in town, the exact thing Travis hated. Gay and transgender, on the outside happy with his life. On the inside, dying from a heart disease and living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father. Both were miserable, though it was hardly obvious to outsiders. They were polar opposites yet the exact same. Brought together by the very same religiousness that was slowly killing them, the two are at first enemies. Though after growing together, they make a decision. They were going to run away. They were going to live how they wanted. Even if it killed them. cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.