#hurtforged

          𝖎𝖙’𝖘  𝖓𝖔𝖙  𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌  𝖕𝖗𝖚𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊  𝖎𝖘  𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍  𝚝𝚘  —  𝚙𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗  𝚝𝚘  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜  ,  𝚋𝚞𝚝  𝚜𝚑𝚎  𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝  𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚠𝚊𝚢  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜  𝚘𝚏  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜  𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚎  𝚞𝚙𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜  𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛  𝚜𝚘  𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢  𝚊𝚜  𝚜𝚑𝚎  𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜  𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗  𝚊𝚝  𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎’𝚜  𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍  ,  𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍  𝚝𝚘  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎  𝚒𝚗  𝚊𝚗  𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝  𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜  𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎.   “  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗  𝚘𝚗  𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚖𝚎  𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛  𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔  𝚜𝚘  𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕?  “

      HE PRETENDS NOT TO pay attention to most things, but it’s hard not to watch the new hero --- Percy Jackson, son of the Big Three, attention grabber --- fascination as he watched. He survives by learning, adapting, and here he is, watching him talk to Annabeth, her walking off a few seconds later. Barry rolls his eyes, making his way down to the bench and plopping himself down. Though it wasn’t before managing to lift a drachma off of the demigod, as distracted as he was.    “That was the most PITIFUL flirting I’ve seen in too long. I mean, wow. From such a handsome face I expected better.”   He flipped the coin around in his fingers, laughing.   “Are you priding yourself on that, or…?”

       HE SURVIVES BY NOT picking a side in all honesty --- when fights break out, he tends to be on the outskirts, or causing them himself. Self preservation over the group might be a little wrong to have, but someone’s got to. Barry flicks a piece of scrap metal he’d rummaged off of the ship between his fingertips, catching the eye of Murphy, and a smirk immediately plays on his lips.   “Paint a picture, Murph, I’m sure it’ll LAST LONGER.”   It’s so easy, to tease with the other --- they’re cut from the same tattered, ripped up cloth.   “What, did someone piss in your breakfast?”

i see u. 

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

JB had been so focused on cooking that she hadn't even noticed Fred coming home, so when she looked up from the pot and her dark eyes fell on the older man; she felt her heart stop for a moment before a smile came upon her lips. ❝─Hi...I cooked dinner for us, as a thank you for letting me and Jug stay here. I-I hope you don't mind?❞

          𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐  𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘  𝖌𝖆𝖟𝖊  𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉  𝖙𝖍𝖊  𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒  𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎  𝚒𝚗  𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚢  𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢  𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍  𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊  ,  𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜  𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍  𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝  𝚊𝚜  𝚜𝚑𝚎  𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝  𝚘𝚗  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝  𝚕𝚎𝚐  ,  𝚊𝚗  𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍  𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗  𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢  𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚝𝚘  𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎  𝚘𝚗  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜.   “  𝚠𝚑𝚢  𝚒𝚜  𝚒𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜  𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖  𝚝𝚘  𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝  𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖  𝚖𝚎?  “