SEAN TEALE, GAY (COMPHET), CISMALE & HE/HIM β well met ! as blood demands TEODORO 'TEO' MACHADO has answered the call ! they have been chosen and are now claimed as the CHILD OF HEPHAESTUS. while they have been alive for 30 years, the adventure has just begun. they must now train hard in the ways of the ARTIFICER - ARTILLERIST. while their INTELLIGENCE, RESOURCEFULNESS, and QUICKNESS can be an asset to the godβs cause, their PRIDE, STUBBORNNESS, and IMPULSIVITY could create some tension. only the fates will know in the end, but now their thread has been woven into the tapestry of myths and legends !
π οΈ : # BASICS
full name: teodoro machado
nickname(s): teo, teddy
age: thirty
date of birth: april 1st, 1994
hometown: manhattan, new york city
current location: new olympia, ogygia
species: demi-god
ethnicity: latino
nationality: american
gender: cis man
pronouns: he/him
occupation: robotics engineer working at his mom's company
living arrangements: hephaestus room, loft in manhattan
language(s): english, spanish
accent: a little new york, a little dude bro
π₯ : # PHYSICS
face claim:Β sean teale
hair color: brunette
eye color: brown
height: 6'1"
weight: 185 lb
build: swimmer's
tattoos:Β greek letters of his frat on his wrist
usual expression: serious, bored, or smirking playfully
prominent features: dark expressive brows, devilish smile
dominant hand: right
clothing style: ivy league tech/finance bro fits where all you see is ass and a lot of grays, blues, and salmon colors. gym outfits/athleisure. leather and black. he loves a good pair of shades.
π οΈ : # PERSONALITY
astrological sign: aries sun, sag moon, aries rising
siblings: two maternal siblings, five paternal siblings
other relatives: n/a (various new york elite)
pets: ferret named gadget
π₯ : # SEXUAL
sexuality: gay (comphet)
sexual position: versatile
kinks: praise kink probably tbh
anti kinks: tbd
π₯ : # ADDITIONAL LORE
class: artificer
sub-class: artillerist
innate abilities from hephaestus: athletics and arcana
other abilities: tbd
character inspirations: vulcan from smite, tony stark, tech bros, frat bros, gossip girl, kevin g from mean girls
π₯π οΈ : # BIOGRAPHY
teo was born with a golden spoon, the son of a venture capitalist and an engineer. his father, the ceo of machado industries, has invested in countless startups, his mother's robotics company being one of them. his relationship with his parents, and his family is complicated, his parents' marriage didn't last and his father went on to have another family. teo has frequently found himself lost in the noise, finding that his career is the only point of actual connection with any of them.
he went to the best private schools, and even graduated from columbia university, an ivy league that was in his own backyard. teo has always been laser focused on his goals and sharp as a knife. that doesn't mean he doesn't like to play hard though, he was a prominent fixture in columbia's greek life and has kept in contact with some of his fraternity brothers to this day.
teo is a competitive man with boundless energy and a need for things to keep him occupied. he's athletic, and loves to work with his hands. he loves a prank, setting booby traps, and building legos.
he has been on and off the island for about a year. teo's mother hid his demigod nature from him for most of his life, working diligently to make sure he grew up normally so he could become a well adjusted successful man (for her company cough cough). the first real signs began when he was in college and only ramped up from there, but teo was always able to blame it on something else, wrapped in denial. if something seems like a hindrance or like it would take up too much mental space, he ignores it, it's how he's still in a relationship with a girl he doesn't feel any passion toward.
teo hasn't fully processed what being a chosen demigod means, but he knows one thing, it's a good stroke to his ego, and he plans on being the best he can.
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"dude," teo grits out, throwing himself back against the sofa, and flinging the joy-con off onto another one of the nearby seats. "what the fuck? i swear you've got to be freaking cheating. i'm this close to crafting a plan to build and program a tiny robot whose sole purpose will be to infiltrate your room and leave legos around for you to step on."
is he a sore loser? yes. but smash bros is serious business, and he is usually pretty good at it. just not tonight, it seems. it's the third match in a row that he's lost. it's pitiful.
he leans forward and cuts his gaze back toward his opponent, "wanna go again? no way you're beating me again..."
Despite the evident changes throughout the last few weeks, Galahad hadn't really seen much of a reason not to just... Treat the day as any other. Birthday or not, he was far more inclined to time in the company of the woods than anything else. It was late evening by the time he made it back, which meant time to unwind and just... Relax. Crashing down in the hot springs, eyes closed and letting himself think.
Or, well, the closest thing to thinking he did, which more involved going over what had happened and piece things together in his own way. A hum in his throat, eyes closed, taking in what he could and mostly unaware of his surroundings.
one of the best parts of being on the island is the hot spring, teo's been to one or two in his lifetime, but they pale in comparison to this one. he loves coming here late at night when it's a little less occupied and bringing his vape just to lay back and relax. it's heavenly, and is one of the things that actually makes him feel like he's close to godhood.
he's got his eyes closed, leaning back where he's sat in the water, almost dozing off to sleep when someone joining him stirs him awake. he opens one eye, keeping the other closed, and sees one of the chosen he's seen around, but can't place his name at the moment. he tries to conjure it up in his mind but comes up blank.
teo opens his eyes fully, and sits up to reach behind him for his vape, left on the ground near him, just to the side away from the water.
he holds it up in the air, between two fingers, and turns toward the man who just joined him, "hey! you mind if i smoke?" teo figures he'll try to be polite, even if he really just wants to take a pull regardless.
almost as if the gods themselves can hear his thoughts, the vape slips from his fingers and falls into the water with a little plop. teo is left with his hand hovering in the air, his mouth agape for a second before he groans loudly.
"no! fuck fuck fuck," he whines, reaching down for it, "if this shit gets all fucked up i'm gonna be so tight. i wanted to smoke."
the first time he met teo, he thought, hereβs the perfect son the vella family would have wanted. with a head built for invention and a smile that proclaimed excellence, the other was a model candidate of what napoleonβs family always dreamed he would be: a respectable young man, a herald of progress.
but where he should have felt envy, he found only admiration. even when he saw through the cracks of teoβs carefully forged armor, even when he found where the denial of his true self laid, napoleon kept quiet. because β¦ well, the fantasy that teo crafted for himself was what napoleon once hoped he could create for his own life. it was a beautiful, dream-like fantasy.
he didnβt want to be the one to ruin it all. yet ruin courses through napoleonβs blood with the breadth of an ocean. he couldn't help the flare of desire whenever he looks at teoβwhenever their shoulders brushed, or whenever teo looks at him. in the dim light of the bar, teo's eyes, smoky and polished like quartz, appear brighter than usual. the distance between them blurred, dissolved.
when teoβs tongue flicked over his lips, napoleon watched too intently, the sight sending a shiver down his spine. he let out a laugh at the otherβs comment, some attempt to brush the tension off, but the laugh faded as quickly as it came. in its place, a slow, deliberate smile took shape. βi could say the same for you,β napoleon drawled, voice dipping. βyour eyes, your jaw, your β¦ brows.β
he reached out, his fingertip brushing the edge of one thick brow, playfully, βtheyβre all perfect.β his chest pulls taut, his hand ghosts a touch up the otherβs side. βjulietβs a lucky, lucky girl,β napoleon murmurs.
teo thinks the smile that appears on napo's face is like a sunrise breaking over the sea, bright and beautiful. it's enough to take teo's breath away when they're this close. he would gladly blind himself staring directly at this great source of light, drawn to a flame just like a moth. teo's thoughts melt away leaving only instinct, making him lean back into napo's space, needing to be nearer to him.
he's a confident guy, bordering on arrogance at times, but hearing napoleon compliment him makes teo tilt his head in an almost bashful manner. the words take new meaning coming from someone he holds in such high regard. goosebumps break out over his skin at the gentle touch at his brow, sending a shiver down his spine that has him clenching his jaw.
teo's grateful for the fact they all agreed to leave their shirts behind because it allows for more of that sweet touch that has him tingling, almost vibrating with need. he isn't sure if he's always been quite this reactive to his good friend napo, but it's undeniable in this moment.
his eyes trail down to napo's chest and then to his lips, and finally back up to deep brown eyes, searching. teo's right hand goes to napo's jaw and his thumb caresses the man's cheek, feeling the stubble there.
"yea? you and i could be lucky tonight, napo," he says, leaning in slowly but not yet closing the distance, wanting to savor this moment, this proximity. teo's lips are centimeters away from napo's own, almost challenging in a way. "you know i've been thinking about what it would be like to kiss you all night, ever since we talked about it earlier. especially since i've seen how crazy people go for it, kinda wanna know what the hype's all about, man."
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there are friendships, connections, you make when you come from an affluent background and enjoy a good party. friendships that involve stories told in hushed whispers through a litany of giggles. friendships that create deep bonds rooted in excess and hedonism, joy and honesty.
sure they may not be a constant presence, but crossing paths always feels like being on the precipice of a supernova, electricity just barely contained.
teo's always felt drawn to napo like a moth to a flame. napo's a few years older, and so comfortable with himself in a way that teodoro has never seen anyone else be. his energy soothes a part of him that he can't fully put into words. teo likes to think he can let loose, but there's always an element of control, even if it isn't a conscious choice. there's always a line he won't cross, something to keep him in check. freedom and pleasure under safe enough conditions, comfortable enough boundaries.
napo makes him feel like anything is possible, like he can push past that last barrier holding him back. especially when he's got a few drinks in him, and napo is looking at him with that dazzling smile, and soulful eyes. teodoro is quite literally hanging off of him where they're sitting at the bar, invading his space, laughing loudly into napo's chest.
after a few steadying breaths, he pats him lightly on the chest and lifts his head, backing up a bit to straighten himself up in his seat as the giggles subside. teo's eyes don't leave napo's face though, and he finds himself lost between his eyes and his lips, warmth coursing through him from the tip of his head all the way to his toes. he swallows hard, his tongue wetting his lips as he regards him.
"fuck. you really are a handsome man," teo finds himself saying, filter obliterated at this point. the flush on his face could probably be attributed to the alcohol. "like the kind of handsome you only see in the movies..." teo looks down, laughing at himself in mild embarrassment. "i'm being weird. i just got caught up lookin' at you too long, making me think all kinds of crazy things...pretty motherfucker."
