Labels. They're everywhere. Some labels are important. Like on medicine, food, and buildings. Those are the kinds we need to help function easily. But other labels... sometimes we just don't need them. We don't really need labels like biological, transgender, or genderqueer. Not for human beings, at least. All those labels do are bring people down. Society refuses to let a person be who they want. They refuse to see past the labels. I don't want anyone to look at my labels. I just need them to look at me. ||| ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN ||| ||| THIS IS A TRANS AU ||| ||| FLUFF WARNING, YO! |||

PART THREE!! Of my Solangelo story. The first two parts can be found on my profile, and I suggest reading those first as this may contain spoilers. Based just after the departure of Apollo, Leo, and Calypso. The campers are temporarily safe again from the oracles, but their own issues soon rise. (This is set between the first two books of the trials of Apollo, and take place between events.)

PART TWO!! of Will and Nico's story. You can find the first part (the beginning of solangelo) on my profile. This is my take on what happens next.

PART ONE (of five) Set in the early stages of Will and Nico's relationship - after the war and before they became a thing. Artwork by Viria xx

A Solangelo fanfic. (Fluff) Ever since Nico was little, he would get migraines once a month. Each headache has gotten more painful since Bianca died. Of course Nico had to get one while in the infirmary. What would Will say? TW: Includes vomiting and headaches/migraines. I do not own any characters. (Well, besides small characters, like Markus, and maybe a few minor ones later) All of them belong to Rick Riordan.

"If you don't use your voice, you're halfway in Asphodel already." No one can tell if Nico and Will love or hate eachother, because they bicker like crazy all the time. But maybe exactly that will help them both to fight their inner demons and to speak up again... This is my first fanfiction ever and English isn't even my first language so don't judge please also description writing sucks goodbye

set after Blood of Olympus. nico's being oblivious, will's being obvious, and percy's just trying to help. i'm bad at writing descriptions and this is definitely not as artsy as the cover (which isn't saying much). thanks for taking the time to read this awkward story (also lowercase is intended and just for the description).

{cover art by bluespacio on instagram and edited by me} apologies for the slow updates, please be patient! *content warnings- physical abuse, emotional abuse, swearing, manipulation, blood please be wary while reading! ___ Travis Phelps. The biggest douchebag at Sal Fisher's high school. Even just hearing his name makes Sal's blood boil. Travis never misses a chance to beat Sal senseless or say horrible things to him and his group of friends. But what if there's something hiding underneath that rough exterior? Something...soft? Something kind and loving? Maybe Sal was wrong about Travis in the first place. Maybe Travis is hiding something in his heart he can't explain. Maybe if he could tell him... ___ #1 in salxtravis #1 in travisphelps #1 in salvis thank you!!^^ ___ {Sal and Travis, along with all other characters in this story, belong to Steve Gabry's (portablemoose) game Sally Face. I do not own the characters.}

This story is completed! Done and finished. Yup. Three days in the infirmary doesn't seem that bad if you sleep through two of them. An overly protective doctor and a power restriction is hard to deal with, though. But, running away is never the answer. This time it's the problem. All rights go to Rick Riordan with his fantastical world and brilliant writings! (2019 edit: I've made a new cover, I hated the old one, thanks for the messages guys I love y'all)

♡ this is a story filled with fluff (mostly smh) about my beautiful son will and my adorable sun nico ♡