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bandagedknucklesandbloodiedlips:

As the air was knocked out of him, pride took its place. Ophelia looked a like a warrior goddess above him, the steady way she held her weapon to his neck, how she knew exactly where to place her knee. “I may not be a child of Aphrodite, but I know how to love.” He brought her hand up and pulled her in, stealing a kiss even as her blade dug into his skin. It knicked him, but not enough to do much other than sting. “You did excellently,” he praised, leaning back into the dirt with a beaming grin on his face. “But next time, put your knee against my navel.” Knocking her katar away from his throat, Carter lifted Ophelia easily, tossing her over his head. “You put too much weight forward and it makes you easy to throw.”

Ophelia might have balked at how he used her own tactics against her, distracting the blonde as their lips collided only to toss her blade away and throw the younger demigod off with minimal effort. “Oh that was cold,” she grinned in amusement from her own spot in the dirt, rolling onto the length of her spine before jumping up with the one remaining blade. “Looks like I’m not the only one picking up new tricks.” Catching her lower lip between pallid teeth, she smirked mischievously. “Be careful, if somebody sees us they might just think you've got a favorite student. You have to be responsible now, Mr. Counselor. No more fooling around, remember?”

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myraxshah:

      Myra nodded, making a noise in her throat that would signify understanding, but secretly she was just pleased that she had managed such a lengthy conversation with someone else. It had been so long. “You don’t like the gift?” It was that or the thought was rendered meaningless because it was not given to her on her actual birthday. Or. And at this she had a solid intake of breath, realization hitting her like a brick, she murmured softly, brows furrowing to center. “It is the person you do not care for, perhaps.”

"A combination of both, I suppose.” Ophelia replied with slight surprise at herself, passing along personal information as if this wasn’t a complete stranger situated nearby. “I don’t like jewelry, save this exception,” she twisted her locket between nimble fingers. “And I hate the person who sent it, he knows better than to reach out to me.” Drawing a leg against her torso, she relegated a beryl gaze to the water. “---You new?”

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ardenmacintyre:

Arden shut her eyes, having meant the word the other had said but not having the will to correct her. “Well, for the sake of some of the younger campers, I hope they aren’t as frightened of your game. And of course I do, I may not come here often but I’m not stupid.”

“Consider a lesson for them to learn... Most of them are already smart enough to keep away from me anyway. No, you’re most certainly not. You said that you don’t come here often--- what’s that mean?”

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celinalarose:

“Keep this between you and me, but I’ve always been interested in architecture,” she admitted out loud for the first time. “I went to San Francisco once, fell in love with it. The beauty in the way every intricate detail of each building meshed with the ones around them.” Celina stopped before she got too carried away. “Is this the guy you vaguely mentioned at Halloween? He must be pretty great for you to try this hard to fix things.”

"Someone as intelligent as you would be interested in building aesthetics. I’ve never been, but you should fly me there some day when you’re a big time architect and have a grand opening of the newest library, or city hall, or whatever you come up with.” Ophelia held faith in her younger sibling; if any of them could make something of themselves, it was Celina. “His name’s Carter and he’s kind of... everything. It sounds dumb when I say that out loud, but he was the only real family I had until you came waltzing in here.”

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Her arm hadn’t stayed aloft in defense, she knew as much the moment Carter’s fist wrapped around the slender curve of the appendage to pin it across her torso. His other palm secured the opposing arm and Ophelia released a hiss of frustration and mild pain. “Fuck,” she snapped more at herself than the man sparring with her, though his grasp wasn’t exactly gentle. That had been their agreement however, full contact without hesitation. Carter knew she could take it and gods did he truly refrain from holding back now. “When I said don’t treat me like glass, you really took that to heart, didn’t you?” @bandagedknucklesandbloodiedlips

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bandagedknucklesandbloodiedlips:

“Ain’t that the truth,” he said under his breath, knowing she’d hear him nonetheless. “Ugh, stop. Thane and Cole are around here somewhere and if they hear you saying that shit I’ll never hear the end of it.” As they walked, Carter kept Ophelia close, wanting as little space between them as possible. “What? Me? You think-” He shook his head. “Ophie, you think so little me. I’m insulted.” As if to prove her point, the demigod’s hand slipped down to cup her butt, squeezing the flesh there roughly. “How about just a little chill?” He teased.

"Watch it,” she prodded his chest with the tip of her index finger. “So you’re saying I shouldn’t get a megaphone and proclaim it from the top of the Big House?” Her head tilted up to offer the son of Ares a wicked smile, knowing each other’s true nature was a secret between the pair of them alone. “Insulted by the truth, what’s next---” At the sensation of being groped with such sudden force, the blonde jumped slightly and rolled her hues towards the cloudless sky above them. “See what I mean?” After Carter’s revelation earlier on the pier, she intended to hold him at arm’s length for as long as possible where nudity was concerned, but goddamn if he didn’t make it difficult to stick to her doghouse threat. “Maybe... Just a little.”

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lionessvictoria:

“I said nothing of STDs, but if that’s where your mind goes, that’s where it goes. Sounds like a ‘you’ problem,” she said, brushing it off with a shrug. “There’s no high horse, you’re just not used to coming up off your knees. You want to parade around and fuck a bunch of people? More power to you, Ophelia. My issue lies in the fact that you did it to hurt another person. You have no self-respect and you want to play up this facade of a heartless bitch, but you can’t maintain it.” Feeling brave, Victoria squared her shoulders. “I sleep around when I want to, but I do it for me. I do it because it’s fun. But I don’t do it to hurt someone else and I definitely don’t do it to try and keep up some sort of bullshit image.”

"Slut shaming isn’t very forward thinking of you. It’s twenty-seventeen, time to put those puritanical values away. So which is it? You either hate Carter and think I’m a fool for wanting to be with him, or you don’t hate him and feel sorry that I broke his heart. You can’t have it both ways.” The jovial disregard for Victoria’s words fell from her features which turned stony, the light dying behind her eyes as they darkened. “Oh I can’t maintain it?” Truthfully, icing others out was precisely what Ophelia did best and no amount of softness towards a select few would ever shift that jagged piece of her personality. “No sweetie, you don’t fuck around for fun. You do it to feel like somebody actually wants you since that rat pack of boys you trail behind like a lost little puppy clearly don’t. You’re right, though. I use sex to hurt people because I’m selfish, and vindictive, and a whole host of other names that I’ve been called a thousand times. Maybe it is all an act, maybe I’m just putting on a show for a bunch of people I don’t even like... Or maybe what bothers you most is that this might actually just be me and I’m perfectly okay with it.”

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bandagedknucklesandbloodiedlips:

“Hey, I’m not saying you have to,” he told her, squeezing her shoulder. “I just want you to make sure you do what you want.” Even if he would make it a little differently. At her words, he smiled, enjoying the knowledge that she would do something a little outside her comfort zone for him. It was flattering. “I’m sure you’ll make one of their’s day,” he chuckled. Another kiss to her temple and he was tugging her away from the docks. “Let go back to one of our cabins. I’ve been back less than twenty-four hours and already I’ve dealt with like twelve annoyances. I just wanna spend time with you.”

"When am I ever sure about what I want?” Though Ophelia leaned into him as if to reiterate that he existed as her only certainty in this life. “You’re all about keeping up with your dad and forgiveness,” she shook blonde locks at the goodness hidden away from everyone. “How did I ever find somebody like you?” As they began walking down the pier and stepped off onto solid land, she rolled green hues towards the late November skies above. “That’s me, I live to make people’s day. I know exactly what you mean by spend time with me, Carter Wayne. We can Netflix, but absolutely no chilling.” 

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lionessvictoria:

“Whose room haven’t you sauntered into?” Victoria asked, eyebrow quirking. “The whole camp got a shot after you broke up with that ignorant boy toy you think is gonna sweep you off your feet. What’s it like being the living breathing example of a 1990′s blonde bimbo? Can’t support yourself so you latch onto the high school drop out like that’ll save your already declining future. Yeah, great plan.” She gave a forced smile. “Carter drags everyone and everything around him down into that bitter vortex of never-ending self-loathing he calls his life. You think I’d waste my time on anyone who willing sticks around that kind of shit?”

"That’s an excellent question,” she mused, one shoulder leaning against the doorway of Rennie’s room as though Ophelia truly needed to ponder the information. “Oh the STD jokes come out to play, that’s very high class of you. I have a better question, is it cold up there? I’m just wondering if you’re warm up on that high horse, judging everyone else as somehow below you because they don’t meet your pathetic, unimaginative standards. Hubris is such a fatal flaw, Victoria. I’d be careful with it.” Hues narrowed the slightest bit, a warning to the other camper to tread very carefully because she held no qualms about verbally tearing Victoria down piece by piece. “No, I suppose you’d find some flaw to take umbrage with and then turn your back... And they call me heartless.”

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celinalarose:

Those words meant a lot to her. Her sister was the only one who didn’t make her feel useless. “At least we both have Pegasus riding to keep us going,” she smiled. “I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t have it all figured out yet, my best talent is getting people to leave me alone. Well if you need any help with getting your plan back on track, I could use something to work on if you need help.”

"For now, who knows how long that will be enough. I don’t think any of us have it figured out before we leave... That’s what the real world is for, right? To explore, and take chances, and learn if we can really make it on our own. You and me both, which is probably why we get on so well. It’s just this guy and I had plans to get out of here when he turned twenty-six at the beginning of the month, but things got complicated and they’re still rocky at best. I’m trying, you know? I’m really, really trying to be better for him... It’s just old habits that are hard to break.”

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lionessvictoria:

Victoria rolled her eyes at Ophelia, standing, and straightening to turn and face her. “No, but sure wasn’t expecting your rude ass to come sauntering in.” Arms crossed over her chest, the Cybele child regarded the blonde with an icy look. “I think it was around the same the time they started up that escort service. Tell me, how much more does Carter pay you now to grip his balls and tell him you love him?”

"Oh don’t worry, short stuff. One day you’ll find someone who likes you enough to let you saunter around their room, too.” Ophelia shot the other girl a wicked smile, partially bemused partially calculated in nature. “Why? Looking for extra cash? Or do you just need a better reason to stick your hand down Thane’s pants? My, my, my, she isn’t as innocent as she looks.”

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dream-of-sefina:

“Why would he tell me? Unless he told you how he spent hours with me on Halloween, then I guess sharing such information would have been fair. That was your holiday with him, right? Before you broke his heart?” Sefina looks back and smiles at Ophelia. “Don’t you need a set value before you can undervalue yourself?”

"Hours is a stretch, I know he spent the majority of the night with Jasper. Don’t oversell it just to bug me. Wow you really don’t know, do you? It’s still our holiday, Sefina. Try all the little jabs you want, but we’ve reconciled and the world is back on its axis. You’re wasting all the air you need to keep your head full.” Ophelia shrugged in response to the other’s question. “A woman with self worth sets her own price and then adds tax.”

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ardenmacintyre:

If Arden could roll her eyes again, she would have. “Yes, there seems to be quite a lot going on around the lake,” they said sarcastically. Her arms crossed over her chest as her brows knit together. “Well, I figured you couldn’t be sitting out here for no reason. Luckily for you, I’m not a new camper who’s terrified of water spirits.”

"I always have a reason, it just depends on whether you’re privy to what it might be. I think you mean unluckily, but that’s fine. I prefer people who aren’t so gullible. It usually means you’ve got brains in your head which I can appreciate... Sometimes.”

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dream-of-sefina:

“Carter won’t care that I’m here. Or are you that afraid he’ll prefer the company of his other ex when we’re both in his line of sight?” Sefina kicks yet another stone in the water. “If you hate me so much, then just ignore me. I’d really prefer that over you talking like you’re worth more than you actually are.”

"I didn’t mean Carter in particular, though it’s curious that he’s your first thought. If last night is any indication, I’m pretty sure he enjoys my company just fine. Oh--- he didn’t tell you, did he?” Sculpted brows threaded together as though her concern was genuine before a humorless laugh escaped. “Worth more than I actually am? If anything I’m undervaluing myself with this conversation.”

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samhawthorne:

“I already know it doesn’t,” Sam replied, something like mirth twisting her lips upward at Ophelia’s warning – the naiads hadn’t taught her that lesson. “I also know they’re not about to pull me in.” She’d been fascinated since her first day at camp, years back: the water and its creatures held a certain allure, even on a daughter of Hecate. She’d been wary, at first, like she always was, but she’d learned to trust her own instincts, and they’d served her well.

“If you’re angling to be alone, you’ll have to try harder. Like straight-up asking me to leave. I’m here to practice.” For emphasis, she threw a small pebble up into the air, and effortless as anything, it began to float mid-air… as a small heap of similar stones shifted out of Sam’s bag, joining the first as they floated out over the water.

"Smart girl.” Most who listened to Ophelia’s false warning were just unintelligent enough to believe it or they simply hadn’t done their research to know the difference. Both options equally unimpressive. Yet the one across from her on the pier earned a slight tilt of blonde locks as the daughter of Aphrodite examined her surprising company. “If I wanted to ask you to leave, I would have. Besides, something tells me you wouldn’t be inclined to do so regardless.” Green hues followed the floating stones as they lifted above the water. “Don’t tell me you plan on entering the world’s greatest rock skipper competition. I think this might count as an unfair advantage.”

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lionessvictoria:

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Setting the pillows back up on Rennie’s bed, Victoria glanced over at the sound of floorboards creaking. “What’d you forg-” Closing her mouth, she didn’t bother hiding the look of annoyance on her face as Ophelia came into view. “Oh. It’s you.” Pursing her lips, she nodded towards the door. “Rennie just left,” she said, her words holding a dismissive tone.

The brunette had mentioned her company before Ophelia stepped foot inside the cabin, but the child of Aphrodite was never one to shy away from confrontation. Especially when the younger girl was so easily riled. "Were you expecting Santa?” She sauntered further into the room, fingers drifting over the garments in Rennie’s closet. “I know, I passed her before I came in. Just here to collect what’s mine.” Lifting a leather jacket from one of the handers, she pivoted to face Victoria. “I didn’t realize camp offered turn down service now.”

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bandagedknucklesandbloodiedlips:

He surveyed her silently, watching the way she held the jewelry so cautiously. “While you’re right about not being twelve, you’re wrong about it being too late. You’re a twenty-three-year-old woman who deserves answers. Answers your father may have. You forgave your mother, let her explain in her own way why she did what she did. If you want to understand the shit your dad did, you’ve got to put in the effort.” He stood beside her, putting an arm around her shoulder. “But if you don’t, if you’re sure you don’t, you have to be the one to throw the bracelet, Ophelia.” Carter leaned in, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I can be here for you, but I can’t do it for you.”

“I don’t want answers, Carter. I don’t want--- I don’t want anything from him. No explanations, or excuses, and definitely not fucking birthday gifts to remind me that he’s out there.” The man beside her, with one arm holding the blonde close to his side as though she might shatter over this decision, had been the human embodiment of the home Ophelia never had for three years. The last thing she desired was for her father to attempt to rebuild one that never existed. “I never said I forgave her, it’s still a bit soon to put everything behind me. I’d go to her a thousand times for you, though.” This time around, all bets were off and she was ready to go the distance for Carter. No matter the stakes. “I’ll give it to one of the younger girls, they like shiny things more than I do.” Save for her locket which held more sentimental value than aesthetic. “I know, I know. You’re right. Thanks for being here anyway.”