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starter call. / @atomancy
“——okay, okay, so.” He turned away from the food truck and offered Kevin one of the hot dogs; Jeremy often comes here whenever he needs a walk to clear his head: “I was thinking about the whole Jean situation. Just want to know some details. As captain; I need to know what I’m working with.” He says, now taking a bite out of his own hot dog.
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@atomancy : ❝ what would i do without you ? ❞ @ hymenaois from eros who loves all his wee erotes ( question starters / accepting )
the question brings a small smile to his lips, though he still found his fingers curling into the drapery of his chiton. ❝ i . . . i only aid you in a small area of your domain. ❞ well, if one could call attending every wedding among gods and men ❛ small ❜ . . . certainly, it was not insignificant : when did a mortal’s passion often culminate, if not on their wedding day ? the lavishness, the excitement, the underlying desperate desire to continue their lineage — the mortals sang to him, but it was eros who moved them. hymen merely provided the necessary blessing.
despite his modesty, he wouldn’t dare refuse his praise. ❝ but it pleases me to be of service to you. i am grateful. ❞ he bowed his head. ❝ i have actually come to rekindle my torch before i must depart again. ❞ it did not need to be gamelion, the ❛ wedding - month, ❜ for him to be busy. and yet, as often as he was away, traveling to the homes of men and the domains of various deities, he looked forward to his return to olympus. ❝ i am young and i still have much to learn. but thank you, master eros. ❞
atomancy asked:
❛ why are you pushing me away ? ❜ Will!
Ask Meme: Enquiring Minds -- @atomancy
Nico’s mouth hangs open for a moment, about to deny the accusation but then he closes his mouth again. Will deserves an explanation, if anyone, although he’s not used to give anyone explanations about how he’s feeling. He’s not used to letting himself feel anything at all. Brow furrowing, he tugs on one of the loose threads of his jeans, twisting the thread between his fingers back and forth as he considers.
“Sorry,” he answers after a long moment. “Scared.” The word darts out of his mouth quickly and he snaps his lips closed just as quickly after, stomach feeling a bit queasy now.
@atomancy : ❝ i’m not leaving you here. ❞ ( thanatos / hurt comfort sentence starters / not accepting )
it was a hurt that rippled through her shoulder blade down to the backside of her thigh, as though the bolt’s heavy energy continued to pulse through her body and pinned her to the floor. it took all of her strength to slide her palms back and bend her arms at the elbows, but that alone felt unbearable. her arms went slack. ❝ i can’t move, ❞ she hissed through gritted teeth, even as she repeated the motion and failed once again.
her wing was gone, visciously ripped from her body in an act of olympian rage. she was lucky to have wrenched herself free before zeus plucked the other one, even if she fell helplessly back into the underworld anyway. even if her muscles overflowed with pain and the hot ichor dripping down her back made her feel as though her skin was melting, there was a hollowness that already began to settle in — there was a piece of herself, stolen and discarded so carelessly, that she could never get back. gone. her first true loss to make peace with, and in the grimy depths of tartarus no less.
at last, she turned her head to rest her weight on her other cheek and face him. she didn’t know how he found her, or why he insisted on staying — if this wound killed her, it would not be a gentle or swift death. at least she wouldn’t suffer alone. ❝ well . . . don’t just stand there, ❞ she panted as she closed her eyes, ❝ sit. i’ll . . . be a while. ❞
@atomancy // ❤
SHE DOESN'T THINK the boy likes her, and she can't rightly blame him for it. Can't say she'd have liked some adult walking into her life at that age, acting like they had some sort of control or say over their life. Not that she'd been too keen on acting out the role of parent over the children. Wasn't ever part of her plan to be a mother, not really -- hadn't had a good example in her life, surrounded by the folks she had been. Her own mother had been an overbearing sort, and she refused to be the kind of mother who would monitor every second of every day of one's life. And even forgetting her mama, she couldn't exactly look to the family tree for help on this -- not when something like tossing your child from the heavens was considered a perfectly fine practice.
'Course, that didn't mean she didn't try to be motherly. Tried to learn the foods they liked, hobbies they had, the little things that would make them smile. Never seemed to last long, whatever peace she could forge between herself and her step-children.
Plants were so much easier... and she had the distinct impression that she owed her mother an apology.
"Nico--" And her voice is soft, not the one most often used when she played at being the Dread Queen of the Underworld, "...Don't suppose you've got the time to sit, talk with me a while?"
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@atomancy asked: Jason brings his father a cake that is entirely covered with candles, with even a few stuck into the sides. It's a thing of beauty and a dangerous fire hazard. Happy Zeus Jupiter Zeus! Day is written in sloppy icing along one edge. "We—me and Thalia—tried to fit as many as we could, but we only managed seventy-eight." That's close enough to several thousand, right? "Happy birthday, dad!"
it took every ounce of willpower zeus could muster not to laugh out loud at the shoddily decorated but undeniably meaningful cake in front of him. eventually zeus cracked, and let a smile of delight spread across his face. he had not expected anything from either of his demigod children, but it seemed they were full of surprises. not that zeus minded one bit. “i’ll take it. i think i look pretty good for seventy-eight.”
he chuckled then, and leaned forward to blow out the candles. at least a dozen remained still lit, and he offered jason a knowing look before blowing out the rest. no need to make a comment on how many girlfriends it meant he had. “thank you. and tell your sister i said so as well. this is... really kind of you.”
@atomancy / viktor.
“ THE FOOD ISN’T MUCH MY TASTE EITHER, ” elsa offered, gaze settled on the man a table away from her. in the midst of celebration, chaos, and the gathering of so many people, she found herself drawn to the others who seemed lost in it all. she lifted the silver-green badge pinned to her dress as if to note it -- “ I’m... not british, originally. ” her words are carefully chosen so as not to reveal too much of that which has been sworn a secret. “ it’s been years and I still can’t bring myself to get behind this kidney pie business. I’m more of a fish person, myself. ” a small smile peeked from her lips, a simple offering of company amidst the swarm of energy and color.
