σεληνόφωτο ᛊᛟᚾ ᛟᚠ ᛗᚨᚾᛁ

At an obscure corner of the Red Light district, a moon was glowing. Literally emitting light, since even being cocooned in a mortal vessel, Mani’s divinity refused subtlety. 

It was a night of waxing crescent moon, best for setting new goals, rebuilding, and improving. So what new intentions a personification of lunar energy in this refreshing phase could set? To meet one of the moonlights he left on Midgard. And what did the Norse god of the moon desire to rebuild, to improve? His connection with that said moonlight, even though that son had been long holding a firm belief that he was forgotten. 

Mani entered the territory of the Pits to openly prying stares and poorly disguised whispers. Hair like a starless night, eyes the colour of the lining all wished to see in despair, and skin luminous porcelain. The god seemed too bright and too light for the dark and heavy vibe of the place. Too soft as well, if one dared to judge from a superficial glance at his aura. 

It was funny how Mani found out that apparently, the same judgement had been made on Arwyn. Even his name was deemed unfit for a regular fighter of such a fight club. Yet, his face was among the favourites of the bettors and collectors of Purgatorio pits packs, or that was what Mani could sense from the way Hel - the owner of the Pits - talked to him about his son.

Sitting among the growing thrill of the crowd, the god stood out with his soft glow and the outfit that was decent for a conference and not a pit fight. If one had frequented the Pits enough, they would realize how the spectators of tonight seemed to be slightly more excited than usual. Some looked way happier than the current situation could elicit them to be, while the faces of some others already began to twist in raw aggression.

As Arwyn and his opponent stepped into the ring in the middle of the space, the audience erupted into cheers and roars. Mani looked at his son’s face upfront, at the tattoos along his arms, and the god smiled softly. 

it had been a long time coming really, a return to the fight in the ring after months of only doing light sparring, to defend his title in front of everyone just for their entertainment.

normally, arwyn abhorred doing such things--being mere entertainment for others, but the pit allowed him to dash out both his anger and his need for a little bit of violence in the healthiest way possible, rather than keeping it bottled down, deep inside.

he hummed lightly, a sudden onset of discomfort flooding his bones as he peered up into the bright lights of the screaming crowd. this night was unlike all others, arwyn thought a little morosely to himself, silvery eyes flicking up towards the rounded moon glittering high up in the night.

something was going to happen.

or something was out there. waiting for him. and the demigod didn't like that feeling at all.

he brushed his hand lightly against his twitching right eye. shaking off the discomforted feeling to step into the ring, a smirk twisting the corners of his lips upwards as the audience broke into a loud roar.

his opponent shifted, eyes narrowed as they circled each other like lions in a cage. every shift of his muscles felt strange beneath his skin, as if the moon had shifted it's gaze for once from him to someone else in the room.

arwyn's brows furrowed, his eyes flicking up towards the moon--a momentary distraction that his opponent needed, the first crack of the other man's fist against his face colliding right into arwyn's cheekbone. arwyn gasped, staggering back in pain and shock as he shook himself, slightly dazed from the powerful punch that he had suffered right to his face.

he staggered back slightly, a hand raised to the aching right side of his face, the bruise that was swelling and forming quickly already fading away as fast as it came as his powers slowly begin to set the healing into motion.

arwyn spat a glob of blood from his mouth from where he had accidentally bit himself onto the floor.

that was a mistake that wasn't going to be happening again.

...

the fight itself was bloody, yet long--arwyn had never expected for things to drag on for such a long time, the ache in his bones almost age old as he smashed his fist violently into the man's jaw with a satisfying crack, a smirk dancing upon his lips as he savoured his victory at the sight of the man staggering back, careening on his feet, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he finally collapsed with a loud thunk onto the ground.

"and the winner goes to--arwyn!"

arwyn gasped, a slow sigh of relief as he licked his split lip--a symbol of his final yet hard-won victory against the man that was still being tended to upon the floor.

hel wasn't going to be happy at all the bruises and wounds on his face, he grimaced to himself, trudging his way to the locker rooms and quickly nursing his black eye.

a faint rustle by the doorway alerted him to the presence of another, and thinking that it was his sweet goddess, arwyn turned, half a smile already upon his face.

"It's not that Snaer and I don't get along," she replied with a small chuckle, "It's just... complicated." Her expression softened as she met his gaze, grateful for his understanding.

As Arwyn wrapped his arms around her, Hel's heart swelled with love for him, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her despite the looming plans ahead.

"Niko's plans are a surprise," she admitted, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But I promise it'll be worth the wait."

At his request to know their destination before shadow-traveling, Hel couldn't help but laugh softly at his persistence. She placed a gentle kiss on his cheek before pulling away slightly to look into his eyes.

"Very well," she relented, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "Our destination is... one of my favorite places here in Midgard. I wanted to share it with you if you would like?."

With a wink, Hel extended her hand to Arwyn, her excitement for their Valentine's Day adventure growing with each passing moment.

"sounds like you two are dating more than i'm dating you." he grinned cheekily at her. "should i be jealous?"

he leaned in close, taking in the mischievous glint in her eyes as he poked her cheek teasingly.

"one of your favourite places in midgard?" he leaned forward slightly, almost greedily chasing the gentle kiss upon his cheek in an attempt to steal a peck from her lips. (needless to say, he failed) "when have i ever not wanted to see the things you love?" he rested his forehead against hers, scrunching his nose in light suspicion at the playful smirk dancing upon her lips.

"Yes, my Valentine," She clarified kissing his cheek once more. At the mention of Snaer, she initially considered showing her disdain for the cat, but Snaer had given her assistance, so it was ceasefire for now.

"No backups," Her expression darkened but it smoothed itself as she slid into his lap, stroking his hair gently. "Perhaps we can just stay here for the night?" She suggested softly breathing in his scent.

A soft meow from Snaer and a yip from Niko reminded Hel of her plans and she gives a sigh. "Maybe later, I really shouldn't mess the plans Niko had for us." This time, she sneaks a kiss on his lips, lingering gently before pulling away and standing out.

"oh dear. you and snaer don't really get along with each other, don't you?" he teased effortlessly, pinching her nose affectionately as he gently smoothed his thumb lightly over her cheek. "be nice to each other. look at how niko and snaer are both mingling well with each other." his little tirade is interrupted by the tingling sensation of hel's fingers upon his scalp, and arwyn fought back a tiny moan from his lips as he glanced back lazily in hel's direction, indulging in the kiss that she had snuck upon his lips with a lazy grin of his own.

he pouted cutely as she rejected her own suggestion to stay home for the night, still--leaning ever so slightly in her direction as he stood with her, eyes flickering towards snaer and niko, who gave her usual dramatic performance of her flickering tail in the distance.

a vday celebration with @mparwyn

While Lunar New Year Celebrations were easy for the Nilfheim goddess to understand, Valentine's Day was yet another feat entirely. Hel was curious about the whole thing--previously only favoring the holiday due to the excess of sweets. This year however she was curious on how to do the whole thing because she had Arwyn.

It was a holiday for lovers. Hel had a lover, with that logic, she had to celebrate him. In all honesty, she would celebrate him everyday. But she knew this day had to be special for him.

She thought of things for several days, even imploring the aid of his demon cat Snaer to distract Arwyn as she got ready for the surprise. She had done her research:

A favorite place

A favorite food

Favorite music

Among a list of others. Hel wanted to give a boatload of romance and she was going to all out. At the eve of Valentine's day, she shoos Snaer to pad over to Arwyn, a little envelope strapped around her neck. Niko had huffed his disapproval--always wanting to walk with the cat, but Hel needed the hellhound's assistance for things on her end.

it was a special occasion: and arwyn wanted their very first valentines day together as official lovers to be something completely unique and special.

though...the only problem was that he was being a little bit too much of a perfectionist, and by the time the holiday had drawn close enough, he had little prepared beyond the usual flowers, candlelight dinner and perhaps even a little movie watching slash doing whatever it was that she wanted to enjoy.

it was a little demoralizing, truth be told. because all arwyn wanted was to present hel with the best possible things that he could find for her.

he pouted to himself for a moment, sighing lightly to himself as he scrolled through his phone, trying to find something that was a little more that could add a little spice and happiness to their celebrations.

a soft but familiar pad of a kitty's paw resounded through the floor, and arwyn looked up in surprise, a wide smile spreading across his face as soon as he saw snaer make her regal entrance into the living room, leaping up onto the sofa as she flicked her tail.

"hi princess!" he cooed, smoothing a hand gently over her as she purred contentedly, leaning into his hand as she brushed herself up to him. "what's that you have on your neck?" the letter was quaint and absolutely adorable, even with the huge bow surrounding all of it.

it was exactly how hel would go about making her letters, arwyn thought to himself with a chuckle, unwrapping it quickly with eager fingers and reading the contents on it, eyes brightening as his ears flushed.

she had done something for valentines day so that they could celebrate? a happy little smile curved his lips as he took note of place and time, leaning back into his seat on the sofa as he grinned, shaking his head as he tried peering into their shared bedroom that he knew the goddess was in.

"Well, it's a surprise." The corners of her lips tweaked up for a brief smile. "I figured that it is the holiday, it would do us right for me to try and experience it." Her body soon followed her peeking body, dressed in something more casual today.

"Will you let me try?" Her voice was soft with affection as she stepped towards him on the couch. After a brief glare between her and Snaer, she leaned towards Arwyn, her arms trapping him on the couch and she rests her forehead against his.

Her fingers rested on his cheek, before leaning to place a soft kiss on his other cheek. She was still getting used to displaying acts of affection. But with Arwyn, it was easier.

"well...i had planned something, but it was pretty half baked." he tried his very best to untangle the mess of sharp claws that snaer had sunk into the front of his shirt as soon as hel had appeared from the bedroom, the glare that was shot between both cat and the goddess completely unnoticed by the demigod as he fixed his eyes upon hel adoringly.

"snaer, please. not now. go and play with niko for a bit." he gave one last pet to the little kitten, ignoring the way that snaer immediately yowled in protest as he set her on the ground.

with an offended flick of her tail, the cat took off in the direction of hel's large hellhound, and arwyn heaved a soft sigh of relief as he captured the goddess in his arms, nuzzling her gently in return as she trapped him against the couch, her fingers cold against his cheek as he felt his chest blaze with sheer adoration.

"mmm...you mean your valentine?" he enjoyed the soft kiss she showered upon his cheek, returning one in kind in a gentle peck against her lips. over the past few months, the goddess had improved significantly with her expressions of affection towards him, and arwyn couldn't help but enjoy them all, even as his ears reddened slightly at how romantic she was attempting to be.

To give a title~ Continued from here with @mparwyn

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  Eros’ eyes take in the grand display that the other had made; it was massive in size and the message was unmistakably clear. Affection, real and true, was seeped into the work and that in itself was admirable beyond words. The god smiles as his heart does a little flip at the effort made by the demigod.

   “Simple…hm,” he hums softly. Then his magic stirs and his hair begins to glow in that telltale way that it does when the god is genuinely pleased. “I don’t think simple is *always* the best method really. I think it applies greatly to some people, but for others- it ..well, simply lacks!”

he obeyed the other's words quickly, wide-eyed and intrigued by what eros had seemed to prepare, his silvery eyes peering curiously at the small palm sized ball of pink stardust that had formed in eros' palms.

it swirled in a myriad of pretty pink colours, and for a moment, arwyn thought that the god's magic was almost like an living organism itself--though without the harm and all of the goodness.

a faint scent of sweetness drifts across the space between them as he carefully held his hands beneath eros' warm hands, quickly squeezing shut his eyes as he thought of everything that he could possibly associate with hel as quickly as he could.

a smile quirked the corners of his cheeks, a light huff of muted laughter falling from his lips as he instantly recalls the affinity for sweets, food and candy that the norse goddess had, from the way her cheeks puffed out cutely as she stuffed herself with all the desserts and food items that he had slowly but surely learnt to create just to indulge her, to the absolutely adorable moments of her fighting with their pet cat...

a warm bloom of affection swelled in the demigod's heart, trickling from the very center of his chest right out into veins, spreading warmth throughout his body as he felt a shiver run down his spine.

and there were tender moments too.

he felt his neck heat at the memory of their first kiss, coupled together with a muddled memory of seemingly seeing the goddess' true form.

each memory and thought of hel tickled him pink, and the demigod felt as though his affection for the norse goddess of death had deepened even more than he thought could possibly be before.

"I don't have ill will against you, zayka." She pouted some more, deliberately ignore his wishes to drop the pet name. To her Arwyn had always managed to bend to her will. There really wasn't much a challenge when it came to those grey eyes and soft cheeks. And that was why she had just as easily lost interest. Well until she found out he too was a demigod. And she was curious.

"And why would you pissed off?" This time, there was a hint of challenge in those eyes and tone, a flash of malice in that sly smile. "From last I remember you were quite willing to give me everything that I desired, and I did give you quite a ride didn't I. And you're not grateful at all."

This time the look of remorse turned into something dangerous as she stalked closer. He was barely taller than her, and her eyes flashed into something quite reptilian before settling back into her usual cold look.

"and so what if you gave me quite a ride?" his eyes narrowed sharply. "many other girls have given me quite a ride as well, and they're at the very least way more memorable than you." he spat pettily, crossing his arms with a huff.

he wasn't scared of her.

maybe he was back then when he knew little to almost nothing of everything else.

but now?

not so much. time apart from all her poisonous vitriol had allowed him to finally blossom and grow into the person he was today, and he was glad that it was so.

"if all you can compare to is just sex and keeping me entertained because of sex, then i guess i was really blind back then to see something in you." his eyes flickered as he strode past karina, reaching up the shelf for some tissue as he wiped his hands.

he scowled, throwing the used tissue into the waste basket, before folding his arms once again.

a vday celebration with @mparwyn

While Lunar New Year Celebrations were easy for the Nilfheim goddess to understand, Valentine's Day was yet another feat entirely. Hel was curious about the whole thing--previously only favoring the holiday due to the excess of sweets. This year however she was curious on how to do the whole thing because she had Arwyn.

It was a holiday for lovers. Hel had a lover, with that logic, she had to celebrate him. In all honesty, she would celebrate him everyday. But she knew this day had to be special for him.

She thought of things for several days, even imploring the aid of his demon cat Snaer to distract Arwyn as she got ready for the surprise. She had done her research:

A favorite place

A favorite food

Favorite music

Among a list of others. Hel wanted to give a boatload of romance and she was going to all out. At the eve of Valentine's day, she shoos Snaer to pad over to Arwyn, a little envelope strapped around her neck. Niko had huffed his disapproval--always wanting to walk with the cat, but Hel needed the hellhound's assistance for things on her end.

it was a special occasion: and arwyn wanted their very first valentines day together as official lovers to be something completely unique and special.

though...the only problem was that he was being a little bit too much of a perfectionist, and by the time the holiday had drawn close enough, he had little prepared beyond the usual flowers, candlelight dinner and perhaps even a little movie watching slash doing whatever it was that she wanted to enjoy.

it was a little demoralizing, truth be told. because all arwyn wanted was to present hel with the best possible things that he could find for her.

he pouted to himself for a moment, sighing lightly to himself as he scrolled through his phone, trying to find something that was a little more that could add a little spice and happiness to their celebrations.

a soft but familiar pad of a kitty's paw resounded through the floor, and arwyn looked up in surprise, a wide smile spreading across his face as soon as he saw snaer make her regal entrance into the living room, leaping up onto the sofa as she flicked her tail.

"hi princess!" he cooed, smoothing a hand gently over her as she purred contentedly, leaning into his hand as she brushed herself up to him. "what's that you have on your neck?" the letter was quaint and absolutely adorable, even with the huge bow surrounding all of it.

it was exactly how hel would go about making her letters, arwyn thought to himself with a chuckle, unwrapping it quickly with eager fingers and reading the contents on it, eyes brightening as his ears flushed.

she had done something for valentines day so that they could celebrate? a happy little smile curved his lips as he took note of place and time, leaning back into his seat on the sofa as he grinned, shaking his head as he tried peering into their shared bedroom that he knew the goddess was in.

"Bullshit." Viggo's voice was his deadpan tone, even as his hand flew across the chopping board as he chopped up some chives to finish off the baked potatoes that were fresh from the oven. "You don't fuck your enemies." It was a bald-faced lie but Irelia and he hadn't been enemies for the longest time now. Maybe. Sometimes the only way they could have a decent conversation was through the edge of their knives. So what? Everybody had their own kinks.

Like the guy in front of him, Viggo raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as he served the plate of steak and potatoes to his guest. Ever since Irelia left to goddamns where, most of the people in her life were now popping every now and then at his apartment. Mcluhan even dropped off some flowers the other day. Did he look like a guy who sniffed flowers?

"I'm fine."

"Is there a point?" He grit out, expression unamused as he watched the laughing demigod yet again disrespect his food by scarfing it done and giggling at him.

"all i'm saying is that maybe you should admit that you missed her." he shrugged. "at least one of you should, you can let her be the one in deep denial. plus i'm sure if i went to rummage through your drawers i'd find something of irelia's chucked in there somewhere somehow even though you two aren't supposedly staying together."

he bit back another cackle as he watched the other demigod's eyes stray towards the knife set upon the kitchen table.

His hand twitched as if he had meant to reach for the knives only to level a glare with his feline eyes at the other demigod. "I don't miss her." He bit out rolling his eyes at Arwyn's attempt to rile him up. "She can drag her ass back here if she wants, I'm not going after her."

"uh huh. veggies are about to go bad. as if you care about that before." he peeked once more from behind the sofa, silver eyes bright. "it's okay. you'll get to the point where you actually do admit it one day." a flash of a wild grin graces his face fleetingly. "it's not like you need those veggies for your everyday life. without iri around you hardly cook." he pointed out almost viciously.

"Will you relax and stop your griping?" She huffed as she snatched the gauze back from his hand. "It's not my fault you tripped and injured yourself," She groused but swiped the pad a bit gentler. "Iri would sit still when being patched up and Ryul..." She trailed off, trying to remember if she had ever given him first aid.

he raised his eyebrows even further, watching as ahri trailed off thoughtfully, as though trying to recall when she had patched ryul up.

"please tell me that you actually remember helping ryul, if not that just sad. for him, i mean." he snorted at the thought. "you two are childhood friends and you don't remember spending time with him when he's injured. just wow."

he screwed his nose up in disgust slightly at the silly grin that suddenly spread across her face.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

The frown appeared on her face at his apparent anger at her. As if she had completely destroyed his life. Were it not for her, her grandfather would have instead captured Arwyn for his own sick amusement and not to be around her as an artist. Granted Karina was bored and Arwyn available, those sweet, innocent silver eyes just begging to be poisoned.

At the threat of Hel, Karina smirks, eyes briefly flitting towards the one-side glass windows of Hel's office. "You would set a goddess against me? Weak, defenseless me? How cruel of you, zayka."

tsk.

"and i said, stop calling me zayka." he'd forgotten what the word meant already--didn't bother finding out any further what it could possibly mean, even though a couple of his friends were proficient in russian.

arwyn picked almost vicious on the ugly cross stitch that he had made on the latest design of one of his dresses with a vehemence otherwise ill-befitting of him. arwyn lachance wasn't someone that allowed his uglier emotions to overtake him like it usually did whenever karina was around.

he was supposed to be the nice guy--the one that was more sensible than most, especially when it came to holding himself accountable for the uglier feelings that he knew he had.