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loki-cees-all · 1 year ago

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Oh, my God, Amphi! This was so fluffy and sweet - you've given me a toothache! The details about his food preferences, his clothing, his speech - it's all so lovely and beautiful, and I can picture every single bit of it!

And my God, the anticipation! I love/hate that you left the most important question unasked in this chapter!

You can feel the smile that dances on his lips, hear that amused little hum he loves to make.

I love this little detail too. The hum. Yes, the hum. I know he hums a lot, I just know it! It would be such a beautiful sound, and I'm glad you included that!

I'm not on your tag list, but please add me! I'm very much looking forward to reading the next chapter!

— DREAMS OF FOREVER | chapter 1

beneath that weeping willow

pairing: Avenger!Loki / f!Avenger!Reader word count: 2,980 summary: The “Can this be ours forever?” chapter in this chapter: fluff and softness, some stargazing, a smidge of anxiety/nervousness author notes: this was not a planned thing in any shape or form until like a week ago. i was hit with inspiration like lightning, and this story just kinda domino'd into my head. anyway this whole fic is also for @sarahscribbles's birthday celebration! since i only started this like a week ago, i haven't finished all of it, but i managed to incorporate all five fluff prompts into future chapters (still not sure how my brain managed that one). enjoy!

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In the waning early autumn heat, the breeze beneath the weeping willow is almost chilly in the encroaching night. You've been out here for probably much longer than you need to, but you need everything to be perfect before Loki arrives.

You take a breath, and then turn on the fairy lights that Tony helped you hang and weave into the weeping willow’s branches earlier. The lights bathe the area in a soft, enchanting gold, illuminating the space just as you imagined and hoped they would. You’ve laid out a rusty red blanket you’d rummaged out from Wanda’s closet beneath the canopy. On the blanket, you’ve spread out a simple but lovely picnic for tonight.

When you exhale, the tension that’s lived in your shoulders the entire week finally flees. Tonight’s date is the most important one you’ll ever have. If it wasn’t so important, you’d worry less about how everything looks.

But tonight is the night you plan to propose to your boyfriend.

It surprised you earlier to hear it’s something that many of the other Avengers have expected for a while. When Tony asked why he was helping you set this up instead of Loki, you’d barely choked out the request for his silence before you’d seen understanding dawn on his face. You’d breathed a sigh of relief when Tony quickly swore to you he wouldn’t tell Loki, one that only took off the edge of your nerves.

Then (in typical Tony fashion) he’d followed up his promise with a smirk as he said, “You know, we took bets after your anniversary last year about who would ask who, and how much longer it was gonna be before it happened.”

Tossing a new string of lights up to his armour so it could weave the lights around another branch, you’d been quiet for several moments. Your nerves rattled and fizzled around as the words tumbled around your mind. The fact your friends had a bet about when you and Loki would get engaged shouldn’t have been as much of a surprise to you as it was — you and Loki had been part of betting on Wanda and Vision’s future engagement a couple of years ago yourselves. It felt different this time though, knowing your friends all felt confident enough to take bets on your proposal.

Finally, you’d asked, “’When’? Not ‘if’?”

“If any of us had any questions on ‘if’ still, we lost them after your anniversary trip. I mean, the guy took you to meet that aunt of his while you were on Vanaheimr after all. Pretty serious stuff, introducing the two of you.”

You couldn’t really argue about that. Loki’s Aunt Fulla had been a gracious host for the hours you’d stopped by her home. It’d given you a glimpse at the Loki she had known as he grew up. The one who’d adored his mother, and learned to wield magic from her until it was as easy as breathing for him to use. Softer and shyer than the Loki you’ve known. It was a privilege to be allowed such a glimpse into the boy he’d been compared to the god he’s become. Thinking about that day still brings a smile to your face.

“Did anyone win?” you ask Tony, curious about who’d guessed correctly when they’d made their bets.

“Uh, a few people placed bets on you proposing first, yeah.”

When he didn’t elaborate, you started pestering him for names. It was futile though, which you should have known before you even started trying. When Tony wants to keep things to himself, he’s remarkably good at it.

You shake your head, dispelling the memory with a fond smile. Turning off the fairy lights, you let the darkness of the rapidly approaching twilight hour wash through your little haven once more. You blink, blinded by the sudden loss of illumination, but you move beneath the weeping willow with a familiarity born of hours that stretch into days spent beneath this tree.

All you can do now is wait for Loki to arrive. He’ll arrive soon; you'd asked Tony to send Loki out to you once he got back to the Compound, and you know Loki won’t leave you waiting for long. Knowing him, he’s itching to learn why you and Tony were gone for the last few hours.

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You hear his voice well before you hear his approach.

“Dove? Are you out here?” Loki’s voice calls out. You can already hear the smile he’s wearing, and the warmth that’s drenching every word he says to you. It's a familiar call, one he's made to you more times than you can count on your hands.

“I’m here,” you answer. You don’t turn on the fairy lights just yet, waiting for him to close the distance before you do.

You hold still as you wait for him to get closer, feeling the thundering of your heart and the shaking in your hands. After everything that the two of you have gone through to get to this moment, you have the brief thought that you shouldn’t be this nervous. The roots that nourish this love are strong now. When you can just begin to make him out in the moonless dark, you tap the button to turn on the fairy lights once more, letting the soft glow of lights reveal you as you stand just outside the branches.

You watch Loki come to a halt mid-step as he catches sight of you. Illuminated by the golden glow in your favourite long-sleeved dress, hands folded over the remote for the lights. He straightens quickly, hands tucked into the pockets of dark jeans. His dark green sweater is plain enough to make one assume it’s nothing fancy, but you know better. Loki’s taste for clothing runs towards finer, richer items because it’s what he knows and enjoy. His eyes sweep over you, taking in the sight of you in that affectionate, disbelieving way he so often does. Like you’re a constellation burning in the night sky that has captured his attention, and he’s studying it with the desire to memorise every shift in the way it glows before the universe collapses and it’s gone forever.

You let him approach at his own pace, watching how his eyes take in the sight of you. You can tell when he finally sees the picnic blanket you’d laid out with a beautiful arrangement of finger foods you both love. It’s in the way his eyes catch on something just to your left. Sandwiches, and fruits kabobs, and small charcuterie boards, and little juice boxes.

You watch the way he stops a few feet from you and swallows. He’s noticed that all the finger sandwiches on one platter are layered exactly how he prefers. How the fruit kabobs you made for him are full of cucumbers but sparse of strawberries. That the juice boxes are all fruity but lack anything with strawberries or grapes.

It’s in every curve of his face, how surprised you’ve made him feel tonight with this date that’s barely even begun. You’ve caught this god (who’s seen places, and things, and people you can barely imagine) off-guard with such small gestures of thoughtfulness for foods and drinks he truly enjoys. Like even after four years, he never expects you to pay enough attention to him to know these small preferences.

“Hi,” you say, breaking the silence.

Loki’s eyes come back to you, and he looks at you with a smile. He steps forward, closing the large gap between the two of you. Placing one hand on your hip, he says a soft, “Hello, darling,” before pressing a kiss to your cheek. You can’t help the smile that dances wide on you face at the gesture.

“I must say, this is quite the surprise,” Loki says, lips brushing the words against your skin.

“Do you like it?” you ask him, reaching out to wrap your arms around him. The hand on your hip moves, wrapping around to pull you close.

“It’s exquisite. Much as you are.” His face finds your neck, and he lets out a soft breath. Against your skin, he says, “I’ve missed you.”

“You saw me earlier,” you retort laying your head against him. You can feel the smile that dances on his lips, hear that amused little hum he loves to make.

“Yes. Plenty of time to miss the treasure of my heart,” he replies.

It elicits a soft laugh from you. One that promptly turns into a surprised squeal when he suddenly lifts you, his hands wrapped around the back of your thighs as he holds you aloft. You feel the flush that warms your cheeks as you look into Loki’s eyes. They twinkle with mischief and mirth as he carries you over to the picnic blanket, keeping you in his arms as he goes to sit.

His legs fold beneath with a careful elegance that you’re not sure anyone else could hope to replicate, setting the both of you down with barely a jostle. With a deft hand, he takes the remote for the fairy lights from you hand, tossing it into the open top of the picnic basket.

“What’s on my menu this evening?” Loki asks, settling his hands on your hips.

“Only the finest for my Crown Prince of Asgard,” you tell him. You gesture grandly with one hand to the various foods, then begin telling him all that you had gathered for tonight’s date. Your nerves start to settle some as you do, Loki’s attention focused on you and you alone in this moment.

When you’re done, he picks up one of the finger sandwiches that you’d made for yourself. He holds it up for you, and when you take a bite he smiles.

“Will there be dessert tonight, kærastan mín? Or will I need to wait until we return to the Compound?” he asks. The low, rumbling timber of his words give away their less-than-innocent meaning.

“Perhaps. You’ll just have to see, won’t you?” You grin at him, and then pluck the rest of the sandwich from between his fingers with your teeth.

The laugh he lets out at your words is cut off abruptly when your lips meet in a brief, searing kiss. For several long moments the world falls silent and still in your mind. Everything is this moment. Everything is him. And this is a moment that lasts and lasts, until soft lips part reluctantly. You could kiss him for eternity.

“I love you, kærastinn minn,” you tell him quietly. You’ve said those words so many times before, and you will happily say them a million times more if you can.

“As I love you,” he answers just as quietly, thumb sweeping slowly across your cheek. You’re content with this moment more than you can put into words.

In time you have to move from Loki’s lap, the position growing uncomfortable for you to remain in. You’re reluctant to leave your boyfriend’s hold though, and so you end up tucked against his side with your legs laid across his lap instead. Held close by the one you love so deeply as the two of you chatter and eat, your nerves about tonight ease more and more.

Tonight will be the night you ask him to be yours forever, you know that for certain. For now though, you just want to live in this blissfully comfortable moment. You’ll know when to ask him, somehow. You just know it.

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You’ve lost track of time tonight.

Too lost in the haze of love and laughter that settles over you beneath that weeping willow’s branches, you don't even really notice how quickly the time passes. On this moonless night, you've choose to enjoy your late night picnic with Loki rather than think about time. Food disappears in waves as the two of you speak, trading stories and thoughts until only crumbs are left.

You don’t recall how it happens, or who suggests it. All you remember is that at some point the fairy lights are turned off, and the picnic blanket is dragged from beneath the weeping willow so you could stargaze. Curled against Loki’s side, the god conjures a throw blanket to cover the both of you with. It encourages you to burrow against his side, sharing the warmth to help ward off the autumn nip. And in his hold, you listen to Loki tell you the stories of a few constellations once known to the Asgardians.

First, he regales you with the stories of the first Einherjar warrior, Vígi, and his many heroic deeds before his fall at the talons of a Múspellsheimr dragon. Then, he tells you about the vargablóm, a mythical flower with the power to lull even the most fiercesome of enemies to sleep. The final constellation he tells you of is that of two lovers, Egilmar and Odila. Two ancient rulers of Álfheimr who listened to the wise raven Sýn in order to win a great battle against invaders from beyond Yggdrasill.

His words weave the tale of each constellation’s story in a way that grapples your senses, eliciting gasps and questions that clearly delight him. You can hear the clash of elven blades against their enemies, and Sýn’s warnings to the elven leaders she served for so many decades. You can hear the great roar of the dragon as Vígi faces off against it to save Asgard as it tore across the realm, and you can smell the vargablóm as it lulls to sleep a merciless wolf that once stalked the fens of Asgard. It makes you feel as if you witnessed every moment he describes personally.

It’s only after his last tale that Loki falls silent once more. And it’s only then that you find the courage to speak.

“Do you ever think about it?” You ask him quietly.

“How beautiful you are?” he asks. You feel the soft press of lips against the crown of your head. “Often. Hourly, if I’m able to.”

You pinch his hip, feeling your boyfriend jump as you say, “Flirt.”

You can almost see the way Loki rolls his eyes and smiles at you. His arms tighten around you, like any space that’s appeared in the last five minutes cannot be tolerated. It makes your heart stumble and whirl, a soft heat blossoming and growing outward. Your nerves tremble, knowing how much this god not only adores you, but cherishes and worships you.

“Your flirt,” he says. You look up at him, finding exactly what you expected. Adoration and love are etched into every curve of his gentle expression. His eyes are trained on you, in a way that makes you wonder if he’s looked away from you since you curled up against his side. His hand tenderly cups your jaw, his thumb tracing softly against the curve of your cheek. “You know I am only yours, dear heart.”

Your tongue feels stuck and heavy in your mouth. You do know Loki is yours, and yours alone. He's shown you, again and again, his unwavering loyalty towards you.

Just as your heart belongs to him, Loki's heart belongs to you.

He presses a kiss to your forehead. It's achingly soft, full of every ounce of joy and love he feels in this moment. A reminder that, no matter how many dates the two of you have, he cherishes each one as if it is the best one yet. You close your eyes, soaking up this unexpectedly needed reassurance of how much he loves you.

"Beautiful," Loki murmurs. He presses another kiss against your temple — one that is swifter, but just as soft and full of affection as the last.

"Someone's feeling extra affectionate this evening." Your words carry a playful undertone, and you feel the rumble of his laugh vibrate through your torso and the arm laid against his chest in response.

"This is a date, is it not?" he asks. This time he presses a slow, lingering kiss to your cheek. "Am I not allowed to shower the one I love with extra affection on our dates?"

Your nerves sizzle and spark at his words. If you can keep your nerves from tying your tongue into knots, this will be so much more than just a date. It will be the night that you ask him to be your husband.

His nose bumps against yours. Warm, gentle breaths cascade over your lips. Without any thought behind it, you lean forward, pressing your lips to his. The kiss is as slow as molten rock. Unhurried, blisteringly warm, and so full of the devotion and deep love you have for one another.

Hands move slowly. Yours to his face, cradling it with tender desire. His slide around to your hips, pulling you atop him. One hand leaves your hip, pulling the blanket up to keep you covered and warm, then curls itself across the back of your neck. Callouses earned from a thousand years of wielding instruments of music and of death run gently over bare skin. The touch leaves a trail of goosebumps behind, one that send a shiver down your spine.

You draw back slightly, letting your nose brush against the side of Loki's.

"On dates, yes." Your voice comes out more breathless than you’d expected. “I did ask a question though, my love."

Loki is quiet for a few heartbeats, and then lets out a nervous chuckle. “I seem to have forgotten the question. Remind me?”

You’re not entirely certain if it’s his heartbeat or yours that you feel leaping through your hands then. It’s strong regardless, anchoring you just enough to ask the question again.

“Do you ever think about it? How we got to this moment?”

You wonder if he knows that for you, every second has been worth it to get to this night.

( next chapter )

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beizhuo · 3 years ago

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i had announced a couple of updates on the blog that I am chilling at atm , but i will make a post here as well .

first and foremost : IN LIEU OF ASEXUAL AWARENESS WEEK - i updated my rules . i normally go through and update my rules as needed from time to time because sometimes we need that refresher , but yea . granted , i always find myself rereading people’s rules anyway because that is just common curtesy . but i do know that my rules are a bit long so i will put the new rules under the read more .

secondly : im phasing out of the name amphy . though i will always respond to the name , and if you are using the name , you can continue to do so . but i normally fall back on the second name i go by . i don’t particularly cringe at any name or nickname you give me . ghost is just definitely more fitting for me - as one of my close smite pals have said .

lastly : this gender - questioning idiot is still ???? about their gender , but i think i may be a bit more genderfluid than anything . but it also depends on my mood & who you are . i normally prefer they ! so you can keep to they . especially if we are acquaintances or you dont really know me . but ! i have an addition , he / she is kinda only okay if you’ve asked and/or we have discussed or if its like a term that you would use on yourself . idk if that makes sense or not lol . but then again , gender doesn’t exist for me , so meh . i could be a racoon underneath a bedsheet with two eyeholes cut into it .

anyway . the rules update and explanation is underneath .

im DEAD serious for these triggers , ESPECIALLY nsfw . i am not super fond of al/cohol*sm at all due to trauma ( im super jaded by it usually and wont care if you mention alcohol from time to time , but please do try not to discuss this thoroughly unless you can ask me beforehand ) . in all honesty , i am normally okay to discuss IF you ask beforehand . i just need a WARNING .

as for vagueing : this is something that drives me up the fucking wall . just don’t do it . i beg of you . this goes back to dealing with your issues and drama in private . it is a HUGE pet peeve of mine .

Reads as.... :

EXCLUSIVITY & FETISHISING. ⪢ I absolutely will not tolerate the excessive fetishising of queer people. Im sorry, but if I see you are being exclusive, erasing gender identity to canon muses, or just completely destroying/stripping the character to the point of unrecognition, I will not tolerate you on my dash and I don't want to write with you. This is really hard to explain and discuss, but... It's okay to have queer muses and to make canon characters queer, but don't make it to the point where it strips them of their identity. ⪢ If you are being so exclusive to a point where you refuse to acknowledge or write a cis character, then don't bother writing with me. I don't like cisswaps most of the time anyway. This also extends to people hating / ragging on male-female ships and bisexual characters. Like, deadass, do not pass go, do not collect 200. I don't want to interact with people like that. PERSONAL WARNING. ⪢ The mun is asexual and sex-replused, I will NOT understand most sexual innuendos. Please do NOT send NSFW unless I ask or you ask for permission. For the love of gods, yes, I am an adult, yes, I can engage in sexual plotting from time to time. But it is STILL a trigger for me. Please don't randomly send me stuff unless you know I am ready for it. Also, please don't treat me like some sort of baby or this innocent person for not understanding your jokes, it does, in fact, get really exhausting for me.

I cannot fucking believe that i have to actually add last and final warning too and its actually borderline disgusting ESPECIALLY DURING ASEXUAL FUCKING AWARENESS WEEK , but , alas , i am . but let me go in order .

the first one : i shouldn’t have to explain this . i will just refer you all to this post again .

the second one : idk why the fucking hell i have to like even bring this up either but like ???????? again , please refer to this fucking post again .

the third one : why this has to be brought up is honestly really sad , but once again i have to draw boundaries and fucking point and growl at it like im fucking toothless drawing something for hiccup and getting mad at him when he steps ON IT . and i have every right to be but like holy fuck . i dont care if you forget all of my other triggers but FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING GOD please respect that i am a sex - repulsed asexaul . also . please don’t be like uwu or diminish how i feel if i don’t understand a sex joke and get concerned . this convo i had with a guild member explains this fairly well .

anyway . please understand that if you send something sexual , you will , most likely , HAVE TO explain it to me . and don’t baby me or get upset about it either jesus christ . just because i don’t understand doesn’t mean it gives anybody the right to blow it off .

yes i know this kills the joke . I understand that . which is why sometimes i wont ask , but please , PLEASE be patient with me . and don’t treat me like a child about it either .

#ooc tbd.#update tbd.#// okay the fact that its asexuality awareness week this week too #and i have to update my rules AND explain this to people still #kinda makes me #disappointed and disgusted .#sighs .#oh okay and please dont call me an it . thanks #if you don't know . use they with me .#you can ask about the gendered pronouns .

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goldenworldsabound · 4 years ago

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Turrfield and Jasmine

Title is...descriptive? Lol. Golden visits Turrfield and gives her friend Jasmine a call! Golden can’t help but gush about Kabu, and Jasmine knows her well enough to notice. :) Kabu-adjacent fic since he’s not technically in it lol. Content warning: none, word count: 2001

Golden had spent the day making her way to Turrfield and exploring the ancient ruins. She had been absolutely delighted with both the herds of Wooloo everywhere (she made sure to catch a few) and the ruins themselves. Ancient, olden things gave her a sense of nostalgia for the rich history of Ecruteak, and the mysteriousness of the Ruins of Alph. She had spent perhaps too much time exploring those ruins at a perhaps too young age.

She had snapped a selfie she'd sent to Kabu, as well. She'd sent it along to her friend Jasmine back in Olivine too, trying to convince herself it was a normal, friend thing to do, and definitely had nothing to do with her presumably one sided crush. To her surprise, Kabu had sent a selfie back to her, with Centiskorch excitedly sliding into the photo, Kabu's own face a mask of stoicism despite the v for victory he was making with his fingers. That had been encouraging. She'd sent a few more photos after that, and he'd commented on all of them.

Settled into her tent just outside of Turrfield, she pulled up her phone to look at the last exchange.

Kabu: I'm glad your journey around Galar is starting off so well! I really enjoyed hearing about your day and seeing those pictures. :)

Golden: Oh, I'm glad! I was worried they were a bit much.

Kabu: Absolutely not. Please keep me updated, when it's not too much trouble.

Golden: Yeah! For sure!

Golden: Alright, I need to set up my tent and check in back home. I'll talk to you tomorrow? :)

Kabu: Sounds good. Have a wonderful night, Golden.

Golden: Thanks, you too!

Golden sighed, pulling her knees up to her chest and pushed the phone against her forehead. He was really sweet. Dammit. She leaned her head back, noticing that she'd inadvertently entered a bunch of text. With a quiet gasp she deleted the nonsense, giving a sigh of relief that she hadn't accidentally sent that to Kabu. Whoops.

The first thing she'd done after setting up the tent had been to call Professor Elm. He was checking in on her ranch every so often, and today was one of those days. It sounded like everything was going well, for which she was grateful. With so many Poke'mon, she knew there was always a chance she'd have to rush home from a trip like this. She recognized this on all of her outings. But there were extra reasons now to find that distressing.

In any case, things were fine at the moment. Things were fine here, too. Tak and June were curled up against either side of her, mostly asleep, while she leaned against Athens in lieu of a solid wall inside the tent. Athens chirped pleasantly every so often, content with this situation.

Ping.

Jasmine: Hey! Yeah, I can spare a minute right now. :) I'd love to hear about your trip!

Golden smiled. She had been hoping she'd get to talk to Jasmine. Now that she was away from Motostoke, she was practically bursting with the need to talk about Kabu to someone. Of course, that would be easier said than done, she thought, as she felt her face warming. She called up Jasmine despite this.

"Hey!" Jasmine's face appeared on screen, backed by the view out the top of the Olivine lighthouse. Golden heard an Ampharos cry out happily too, and Amphy leaned into the frame. "Amphy says hi too, of course!" Jasmine said with a laugh.

"Hi Amphy!" Golden held the phone up so Athens could stick their head into view with a friendly chirp. "Athens too!" The two humans giggled. "Tak and June are asleep, but, well..." Golden angled her phone to show each Poke'mon in turn.

"That's the Poke'mon that gym leader helped you catch, right? Kabu, was it?" Jasmine asked with a smile.

"Yep!" Golden grinned, trying to keep her response from being glaringly obvious. She hadn't been able to talk face to face with Jasmine this trip yet. They'd spoken over text, of course, but over video chat Golden had a feeling her budding crush would be obvious. "It was very kind of him. And June is an absolute delight."

Jasmine laughed. "Leave it to you to impress a gym leader." There was a sparkle in her eye.

"Hey, you're a gym leader too!"

"I know, and you certainly impressed me. You were the only one who didn't get mad at me for needing medicine for Amphy first. There were all so rude, isn't that right Amphy?" Jasmine cooed at her Poke'mon for a moment. "And you really kicked my butt."

"I actually lost this battle, unsurprisingly." Golden admitted. "But Kabu was a good sport. He had his Sizzlipede fight Tak. That went alright! And then Athens was pretty well matched with Kabu's Centiskorch - oh, Centiskorch is the evolution of Sizzlipede, it's like, way longer - but Kabu used this thing called GIGANTAMAXING! Specifically gigantamaxing, there's a different between that and dynamaxing, actually, but...I already explained that in a text didn't I."

Jasmine nodded. "You did. But it's still nice to see you so excited about it." She tilted her head. "What I was really surprised to hear about was that wild area! That sounds really fun. You and Kabu spent an awful long time out there catching June from the sounds of it!"

"Oh yeah, that's true. You'd really like it I bet. I'd be thrilled to get to do raids with you and Steelix!"

"Right back at you."

There was a lull in the conversation.

"I was kind of bummed to leave Motostoke actually," Golden admitted, fidgeting nervously. "I just...really enjoyed spending time with Kabu, you know? He's a pretty great guy. The gym system's a little weird there and he's like...not in the full time league right now, but...gosh he deserves to be! I mean, his battling skills and his dedication were really admirable, you know?" Golden shook her head, rambling on a bit more than she'd meant to.

"Oh? He must be something special to leave such an impression on you!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Golden asked. She had to admit that she was hoping that Jasmine would pick up on this, while simultaneously also hoping she wouldn't. Golden didn't know how to bring up that she had a crush, let alone talk about it. But she wanted to. But she also didn't want to. Gah, feelings were complicated.

"Ooh, I think you're blushing a little bit." Jasmine commented. Golden felt her face flare up immediately at the remark. "You're usually so gung-ho about going to new places and meeting new people, I'm surprised you didn't leave Motostoke even sooner. You were supposed to, weren't you?"

Golden swallowed. "Well, yes, but when Kabu made that kind offer I thought it was worth the change in plans." She laughed nervously at the sharp look on Jasmine's face. Though often quiet, the steel-type gym leader was particularly good at teasing her friends. She was observant and perceptive, making her lethal as it pertained to good natured teasing.

"And as a result of spending all that time together, it seems like you two became close." Jasmine commented, grinning. "That's so sweet, Golden. Do you think he returns your feelings?"

"Wha- buh- Jasmine you can't just say it like that!" Golden exclaimed, shifting nervously, raising her voice defensively. Tak made a little noise, disturbed by her change in volume. "Ah, sorry Tak, go back to sleep, shh." She rubbed her hand on his head gently until his eyes closed again. "Really now, that's- that's a bit much!"

Jasmine giggled. "You're always so shy about these things. It's quite cute."

"Shut up." Golden mumbled.

"Well? My question?"

Golden pouted. "I...I dunno...I mean, I assume not, he's...he's a fair bit older than me. From the sounds of things he mentors people a lot, so." She waved her hand dismissively, looking away from the screen.

Jasmine frowned. "Hm, I see your point...older, huh? Let me look him up."

"Ah- well- wait-" Golden stammered out.

"Ooh, he is a bit of a silver fox, isn't he?" Jasmine smiled. "But he's very handsome, I can see why you might like him."

"Jaaaasmiiiine!" Golden whined, knowing what was coming next.

"Is it his sharp, angled facial features? That passion burning in his eyes? Or maybe his muscled body, Goldie? Not to mention, it sounds like he has a stellar personality!"

"Jasmine, I'm going to fight you." Golden said plainly, trying to ignore her warm face.

"Always down for a rematch." Jasmine replied. "Oh, I see, so he was the gym leader..." Jasmine was clearly reading, and Golden took the moment to recover herself. "Mm. That is an unfortunate set of circumstances. I can certainly sympathize. I'd be...lost if I were to lose this position." Jasmine admitted, frowning.

"Yeah." Golden smiled sadly. "He seemed pretty lost. But, I mean, I went to an exhibition match of his, and he won! And when we talked afterwards, I mean...he said meeting me had helped, uh, rekindle his passion!" Golden grinned.

"Wow, he said that?" Jasmine seemed stunned. "Well, I mean, I think you tend to have that effect on people, but when you've only known him for such a short time...you sure he doesn't have feelings for you?"

"Jasmine! I- I don't know. I mean, it made me really happy to hear that, and he even came and saw me off this morning when I left, but...I mean...he might have just been being nice." Golden sighed.

"Okay, so, here's the thing. His profile says back when he was in the major leagues in particular, he was a really intimidating gym leader. He's very stoic, hardly smiles."

"What?! I mean, sure, yeah he was definitely stoic, but he definitely smiled a bunch! And he was really sweet! I didn't feel intimidated at all." Golden frowned, displeased with the description.

Jasmine grinned, and Golden felt like she'd fallen into a trap.

"It does say that he only tends to smile around individuals he is close with, actually. And that beyond the stoic exterior is a kindness that can be easy to miss." Jasmine looked like she'd solved a puzzle. "But you seem to have blown past all those stoic walls! Makes you seem a little special, doesn't it?"

Golden knew she was blushing again. "B-but, I...I mean, we bonded a lot, as friends, in the wild area, maybe that's it, I don't know why he'd see me as more than that."

"Golden." Jasmine's tone and expression were a bit more serious. "You understand that you're a great catch, don't you? You're stunning, for one - no, don't argue with me - for two, you're passionate and kind-hearted, and for three, you're an incredible trainer, which I think speaks volumes about your personality too. Consider Tak. Most trainers would have given up on him, but since you realized he wanted to battle, you've been helping him achieve that goal as much as you can! It's beyond admirable."

Golden looked away shyly. "Well, gosh, thanks Jasmine...I do appreciate it..." She sighed. "But I'm not sure I can believe that Ka- that Ka- that this man is romantically interested in me." She stumbled over his name in a panic, unwilling to say the statement fully.

"Hm. I'll drop it for now but I personally think there's a very good chance, and also that you'd make a great couple." Jasmine commented.

"Mweh." Golden put a hand up over her face. "Fine." But a moment later, she yawned.

"It's getting late there, isn't it? I should let you go to sleep." Jasmine commented. "Oh! But do feel free to keep me up to date or call again! It sounds like you're having a blast over there."

"Thanks Jasmine. I certainly will. And, um, thanks for...your kind words..." Golden found herself pouting again.

"You're welcome, Goldie. Sleep well."

#golden flames #fic #kabu x oc #lightly #platonic wendy x jasmine #self insert #self ship #selfship #self shipping #selfshipping #>w<#writing this made ME gushy too #love that man #hope Jasmine doesn't feel OOC!!!#I think she's quite but perceptive and good at teasing as a result #oc x kabu #not sure which is The Tag

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valorcarnate · 4 years ago

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△ ; @fxmiliarity / positivity / always accepting !

── send ‘❤' + a url & i’ll write positivity / what i think abt them.

lane ! you funky man you ! remember to take your boy juice ! adsgsjgb you are an absolute sweetheart ! i honestly enjoyed my time in that call with you ! much love ! i must admit that when you first joined that call , i did not expect that as your voice , but now that i have heard it , it is .... quite amazing really . i do wish to have more calls with you & the gang™ in the discords , may i ? your voice is amazing but not as amazing as your personality . thank you for being so supportive of me & for being there . you always have the most interesting of things to tell . you always give me the attention & the time . be it either sending in something , plotting , or at least sending in the giggles .

i know i may not be the best at keeping a conversation , & that i vanish . but i think the fact that you are always wanting to try out different things with my muses . and i mean all of my muses ! not just wild , but everybody else too . i love that you have such an immense interest in my ocs ! i am so glad you do .

but also let me talk about your oc too ! you have worked so hard on her . & honestly ? i can see you have poured so much thought & detail in yve . from what i have seen , you have so much information on her . it is like an encyclopaedia of just yve & who / what she is . i love it . another thing that i must have you know is that i love dragons . my imaginary friend growing up was a dragon & he was a funky little thing , but really i get so excited & happy whenever i see anything dragon related ! also the fact that you have implemented her in such a big & canonical thing for a verse / AU makes me admire you immensely . like it just feels really natural when you�� talk about it . like really . coupled with the fact that you then pay attention to other people’s ocs too ?

i have only done that once . that is ... make an oc so that was deeply ingrained into the lore . & yea it was fun ... like really i spent hours upon hours on research . i actually know a lot more about anti - gravity than i would really like to know ... but in the end i got so tired & fed up with people because nobody really cared or bothered to pay attention to it . but you ? you really do go above & beyond all expectations . you really do stick to her & then also take the effort & time to look into other people’s muses . like really . it is absolutely amazing .

you are amazing lane . please don’t forget that . you are such an absolute gem ! know that amphy loves you ! & appreciates you ! you will always be a cool kid in my books . many hugs & kisses !

#△ . 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕 . △ ( answer. ) ▲#△ . 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤 . △ ( out. ) ▲#fxmiliarity

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hadesglance · 5 years ago

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All hail the new queen... - 7 (Hades Original Story)

You fought your way through the maze of the underworld to make a deal with the King…intrigued the lonely king listens…

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

You could feel your jaw clenching as you walked arm and arm with Hades through this enormous room? Palace? You didn’t really know what it was…it was just Olympus.

Everyone was dressed just as elegantly as you. You swallowed down the knot in your throat as everyone turned to look at you walking through. You leaned in closer to Hades, “I fell like were at the Met Gala and I’m about to be eaten alive.”

You glanced up at Hades who smirked a little before quietly speaking back “Believe me, there are more starving lions there then here.”

You giggled feeling yourself smile, “Was that a real joke?”

He shrugged placing his hand over yours on his arm, “I’m full of surprises.”

You were beginning to see that. You were about to tease him when someone interrupted your thoughts, “Hades!”

You watched your King let out a visible sigh as a man dressed in a fine blue suit approached them. His smile was as big as his green eyes he stopped in front of you two, “I’ll be damn, so it’s true.”

“Y/N, this is my brother Poseidon. Brother this is Y/N.” Hades’ eyes narrowed on his brother.

“It is a pleasure to meet the creature that pulled my brother out from his sad corner.” Poseidon reached out taking your free hand giving it a kiss, “You must be truly extraordinary.”

“I am nothing special.” You told him confidently taking your hand back, “I just love my family.”

“Something we have in common.” He smirked looking back to a woman dressed in the same color blue. She was beautiful with long dark flowing hair, and even from here her eyes shown like crystal blue water.

“…really?” You tilted your head a little getting both the king’s attention, “Sorry…I just…well I’m sure you know the mortal retellings of your lives…I don’t know how accurate they are.”

“Loosely.” Another voice spoke from behind you. Your head snapped over to what would have been a handsome looking face, where it not for the giant caterpillar under their nose. Dressed in white, only a gold lightning bolt tie clip gave him away, “Mortals like to exaggerate and be dramatic.”

“And you don’t, brother?” Poseidon chuckled, “You certainly cause for many of these tall tales.”

“Yes well, I’m a god, I’m hard to resist.” Zeus winked at you causing you to push in closer to Hades, “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Y/N. I do hope you enjoy your party.”

“So far so good…I suppose I need to thank you for it?” You met the God of the Skies eyes.

“Actually…” Zeus moved aside, “You should thank my wife.”

A woman dressed in gold dress similar to yours. She was gorgeous, and she knew it, “Hello, Y/N, my name is Hera and it is so good to finally meet you. I’m happy to see that Kyra’s prayer came true, your eyes are just like your father’s.”

You were startled hearing your grandmother’s name. You knew she prayed, hearing a goddess respond was a different thing entirely, “I…uh…Thank you…”

“You’re welcome. Come Zeus we shouldn’t take up their time and Meedia and Gy would like to speak with you.” Hera made a face, as Zeus let out a big sigh almost deflating the ego he held at all times, “And Poseidon…Amphi is still waiting for her drink.”

“Right…excuse me…” The King of the Sea excused himself quickly.

Hades finally spoke up, “I didn’t know they would be here…”

“The past fifty years has given them a lot of edge.” Zeus sighed, “Things aren’t like they use to be and if you know what’s good for you Hades, steer clear of Meedia. She’s gunning for you and no doubt for you p-ow!”

Hera slammed her elbow into his ribs, “Be a good brother and go interfere so Hades and escort his companion properly.”

“Alright…I’m going…” Zeus grabbed two drinks from a cup bearer downing one quickly as he walked off.

“Please forgive him, Hades. He doesn’t understand still…” Hera stared into his eyes, “It seems you don’t either…”

“Hera…” Hades tilted his head voice full of question.

“Enough, we’re being rude. Welcome to Olympus, Y/N.” Hera smiled at you before leaning forward giving you a warm embrace, “Oh darling you’re freezing. I will have someone send you more suitable clothing for home.”

“Oh, you don’t have to. I’m fine.” You told her feeling the warmth linger. You hadn’t noticed how cold you were until just now, “I actually have a lot of sweaters at home, this is…out of the ordinary.”

“Really?” Hera smirked glancing at Hades, “Perhaps it should become ordinary. It seems natural on you.”

She winked at you as she stepped away. Your eyes followed her for a moment, “Why do I get the feeling all three of them were hitting on me?”

“They won’t be the last I’m sure.” Hades sighed a little looking off to where Zeus went before turning his attention back to you, “Hera is right though, you look natural in that dress.”

“It’s the boots.” Hades chuckled which made your swell, “Who is Meedia and Gy? I can’t remember ever hearing those names.”

“New gods.” Hades guided you through the room nodding to people as he went, “Media and Technology…they gave themselves their pet names. They are unique and inseparable…”

“New gods? That can happen?” Your eyes sprung open surprised as he nodded, “Does it happen a lot?”

“It did, during the beginning, then it tapered off. Then other religions came evolving their own gods. None of which is a bad thing. We were fine as long as we were still relevant.” He let go of you for a moment grabbing two drink sniffing them first before handing one to you.

“Problem?” You quirked an eyebrow, you had a feeling you were going to do that a lot tonight.

“Making sure it’s not ambrosia.” Hades told you, “It has a distinct smell. Good for gods…changes mortals.”

Your heart sped up for a moment at the thought of accidental drinking the nectar only meant for gods. The idea of becoming immortal…or at least living a few generations…it was an interesting thought and a scary one.

“Anyways, a god can only be created by a few things.” He took a sip of his drink clicking his tongue in satisfaction, “Cosmic events, strong belief and or obsession, or a true sacrifice in the nature of oneself.”

“And Technology and Media…” You thought about it, “come from obsession?”

“Do you leave the house without your electronic tether?” He smiled at you as your face contorted at the point, “I don’t worry about Technology so much. He does produce several things that actually benefit the world. Media on the other…well…she’s a fickle bitch.”

You watched him down the rest of his drink quickly as a sultry voice floated through the air, “Nice to see you too, Hades.”

A woman walked up in a tight leather dress contrasting greatly with everyone else in the room. He hair was slicked back into a tight pony tail and her face was pale except for her for the thick bright red lipstick. Her eyes flicked up and down Hades quickly before snapping over to you.

Hades stepped in front of you, “Meedia…not today.”

“This isn’t up to you. It’s not your party.” Meedia smirked moving her head to see you more, “Besides, I’m not the only one who’s curious about your pet. We all have questions, and we deserve answers.”

“Yes, many questions.” You jumped turning quickly as someone whispered into your ear. A tall dark man wearing sleek thick rimmed glasses smirked at you.

You moved backward right into Hades back, “If you didn’t ask in such a creepy manner, I would have answered anything.”

“Oh…so feisty.” Gy reached out to touch your face only to wince away when you slapped his hand.

Hades reached back grabbing your wrist, “She isn’t required to answer any of your questions.”

“On the contrary…” Meedia stepped up to him, “Power is shifting here…everyone answers to me.

“Enough!” A loud booming voice erupted through the room in the distance thunder rumbled. Everyone’s attention turned to Zeus as he and Hera made their way over to them, “This…is not how we act at party.”

“Of course not…” Meedia stepped toward Zeus that smirk permanently planted on her face, “It’s not a party until you turn into a bull and plow someone right.”

Hera took a step forward scowling, but Zeus put his arm out to stop her, “You don’t reign here.”

“Yet.” The t on the word practically echoed in the room as everyone remained silent, “I only want to ask the little girl a question. Just one question…for everyone to witness.”

“No.” Hades growled, “I forbid it.”

“You don’t get a say, I’m seeking Zeus for permission.” Meedia pointed at Hades before looking back at Zeus, “So what’s it going to be? Do you persuade you brother, or do I have to go over you?”

You had this sinking feeling in your stomach. This…malicious…vile creature in front of you was tying to pull a coup in Olympus. You got the sense this was a long feud building up and you were just an excuse to boil everything over.

You took a deep breath closing your eyes. If it worked for Gigi…maybe it would work for you…

Zeus…if you can hear me…do something. Roll shoulders, flex your hands…please…please just show me you can hear me…

You opened your eyes looking over Hades shoulder toward Zeus. The King of Olympus’ eyes flicked over toward you before he rolled his shoulders standing straighter. You felt a flicker of hope inside you.

It’s okay…I’ll do it…but she doesn’t have to know it’s alright…

“Of course, Meedia…what good King wouldn’t grant his subject the ability to ask a mortal a question.” Zeus smirked, “Ask her anything…ask her two things…what do I care?”

“Zeus…” Hades voice held betrayal as he took step stopping when he felt your hand grip the back of his jacket.

Zeus pointed over to him eyes stern, “This is my realm and you are my guest, brother. You subject to my ruling and your pet will submit to questioning. Though it’s not the type of party I was hoping for…we’ll all get the answers we want.”

The room was alive again, the vibe shifting in the way of Zeus. The look on Meedia’s face was divine…and not in the good way.

“Good…I have a doozy.” Meedia turned finally stepping toward Hades, “Move.”

Hades stood his ground staring into Meedia’s eyes. You swore you could feel heat from him for the first time. You swallowed reaching with your free hand touching the hand that didn’t have hold of you, “Hades…”

“Brother…” Zeus’ tone was low and warning.

Hades let out a heavy sigh before releasing your wrist gently stepping to the side letting Meedia see you fully for the first time. She looked you over from head to toe before she smirked, “Nice dress.”

#all hail the new queen #hades #hades/mortal #hades reader #hadesglance #hades/reader #hera #zeus #poseidon #olympus #olympians #amphitrite #new gods #media #technology #meedia #gy

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sunflowercroshy · 7 years ago

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The swimming lesson

For my lovely readers @my-name-is-apollo , @grace--the-fangirl , and @@youurelovely ! hope you guys enjoy the angst and suffering that I put apollo/lester in! hope to see your reaction to it soon! :)

“Daddy, can you teach me how to swim?”

Was the first thing I heard at breakfast while sitting with my children and Nico at my golden table in dining pavilion. I looked next to me and saw a little boy around 6 years old, with blond shoulder-length hair with purple tips, bronze-colored skin, and purple violet eyes, looking up at me with crumbs of bread on the side of his lips. “Wipe off the bread crumbs off first.” I said. I watched as the little boy does as he’s told. “So?” Said the little boy as he watched me. “So What Jace?” I said watching him pout. “I want you to teach me how to swim daddy!” Jace said as he waved his arms around him.

I let out a nervous laugh as Jace mention how he wanted me to teach him how to swim because the water still reminded me of my old lover Commodus. I watched as Jace ate his Fig that was on his plate. “So, are you going to teach the little boy how to swim Lester?” Said an annoying voice. I looked forward and saw Meg the crotch kicker and Jace’s friend Ambrogio standing at the edge of my golden table. I started to get annoyed at how Meg called me Lester. Yes, that is the name on my driver's license, but that doesn’t mean that I like it when people call me by that name. My name is Apollo, not Lester.

“My name is Apollo! Not Lester!” I said in a loud voice hoping that Meg would cower in fear. What I got was every camper looking over to my table. I felt my cheeks turn pink from the embarrassment as I sink down into the bench on my table.

“Right.” Said Ambrogio as I watch him sit down next to Jace and take one of Jace’s fig only for his hand to be slapped away by Jace.

“You just had breakfast Amphi. So stop taking my food.” Said Jace as I watched him flip his blond shoulder-length hair with purple tips all dramatic like.

I let out a laugh at this as I watched as Ambrogio puffs out his cheeks in a pout. I turned back to Meg to answer her question that I totally didn’t ignore. “Well, that’s if it doesn’t rain. So if it doesn’t rain then I would teach my son how to swim” I said confidently as I know that it’s going to rain today.

“Dad, it’s not going to rain today.” Said Kayla as she looks at me as if I had grown a second head. “Yay! I’ll go get ready and put on those swimming pants that I see the campers wear when they go to the lake” said Jace with a smile on his face as he gets up from my table and runs to my bright cabin.

I watch as Ambrogio gets up from my table and walks after Jace to my cabin. “Kayla please make sure that Jace and Ambrogio don’t get distracted as they walk to the cabin. I want to get this swimming lesson over with.” I said watching as Kayla gets up from the table and catches up with Ambrogio as they walk back to my cabin.

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I looked up at the sun as I waited for Jace, Ambrogio and Kayla to get to the lake so that I can get this swimming lesson over with. I turn around and see Meg sitting on the sand with a stick in her hand as she draws on the sand. “Why do you not like the water Apollo?” Said Meg as she continues drawing on the sand with the stick.I felt myself stiffen up as this question from my little master. “It’s complicated.” I said as I waited for her to take the answer that I had given her. I watch as Meg just nods her head and goes back to drawing in the sand.

“Daddy!” Yelled Jace as I look in front of me and see him running towards me as I see Kayla and Ambrogio walking towards the sand and sit down on the sand.

When Jace stops in front of me, I see that he’s wearing small swimming trunks for his small size and water wings so that he doesn’t drown from the lesson. His bronze-colored skin glowed in the sunlight from his excitement of me teaching him how to swim.

“Daddy, I’m ready for my swimming lesson!” Said Jace with excitement in his voice as he gave me a smile.

I let out a small laugh at Jace’s excitement as I take off the shirt that I was wearing and put it on the sand and just leave my pants on. I grab Jace’s hand as we being to walk toward the lake.

Once we get into the water, I hold Jace in front of me at arm's length. “Now Jace, I want you to lay down on your stomach so that I can help you start to swim towards me.” I said with confidence. I watch as Jace does as he’s told and lays on his stomach as I hold his hands. “Am I doing to right daddy?” Said Jace with a hint of nervousness in his voice as he looks up at me while his whole body is emerged in the water except for his head and hands.

“Yeah, you’re doing fine Jace. Start by kicking your legs” I said as I flashed Jace a smile. Jace smiles back and starts kicking his legs as I move backwards in the water to allow him to start swimming forward. I turn my head back to the sandbank as I continue to move backwards to allow Jace to swim forward and see Kayla and Meg talking to each other and Ambrogio, with his medium length blond hair, emerald green eyes, freckles across the bridge of his nose and pale skin color, wearing nothing but a pair of green swimming trunks fit for his small size as he walks around the bank carrying a bucket and collecting seashells. —————————————- I watched as the sun started going down over the lake as Jace and I walk out of the lake and Kayla runs over to us with towels in hand and hands us each a towel. “How was your swimming lesson, Jace?” Asked Kayla as I dried myself off with the towel. “It was fun! I never got to learn how to swim before!” Said Jace with excitement in his voice as he dried himself off with the towel. “Why didn’t you learn how to swim before Jace? I thought that you were able to learn how to swim in Ancient Greece.” Asked Meg in her annoying voice as she walked over to us. “Oh, well I was never allowed to go out of the palace because....” Jace stopped talking as his face contorted into one of shock as Ambrogio walked over to us with his whole body except his face and waist bright red from the sun from early. “Ambrogio..” I said as I let out a small laugh. “What happened to you? You look a little burned right about here.” I said while I put my towel around my neck and poke at his chest. I watch as Ambrogio flinched from the touch as the place where I touched him turns from pale back to bright red. “A-Amphi, what happened to you?! You look like you took a dip in red food coloring!” Said Jace as he grabs Ambrogio’s burnt shoulders. I watch as Ambrogio flinches from Jace holding his shoulders and decide to help Ambrogio because I’m not that cruel to not help an innocent child that got burned from the sun. “Kayla, would you take Ambrogio to the infirmary so that Will can give him the aloe vera gel to stop the burn from the sunburn please.” I asked as I saw Jace take his hands off of Ambrogio’s burned shoulders. “Sure dad. Come on Ambrogio.” Said Kayla as I watch as she takes Ambrogio by the hand and starts walking towards the infirmary I watch as Meg follows after them saying something along the lines of ‘this is going to be fun’. Once Meg is out of site, I turn to Jace as I kneel down in front of him as I take off his water wings. “So, how was the lesson Jace?” I asked as I pick up the wet water wings and hold them in my hand as I stand back up. I notice that where the water wings were on Jace’s bicep caused his bronze colored skin to have a lining from the water wings because of how long he wore them. “It was fun daddy! Can I stay here and I’ll meet you at dinner because I want to collect more of those seashells that Amphi was collecting earlier please” Asked Jace as I saw that he was giving me the puppy dog eyes. I let out a sigh as I felt defeated from the way Jace was giving me the puppy dog look. I raise my free hand up and ruffle Jace’s hair. “Okay, Jace. Just be back before dinner is over alright.” I said as I give him a small smile. I watch as Jace smiles back at me and gives me a nod saying that he will be at dinner before it’s over. I watch as Jace runs over to the discarded bucket that was left behind and starts walking around the beach looking for seashells. Once I see that Jace is safely away from the lake, I pick up the discarded towel that he dropped on the sand and start walking towards my golden cabin. ———————————— Once I took a warm shower and changed my clothes into a green tee shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. I heard the dinner horn ring from outside my cabin telling me that it was time for dinner. Before I walk out of my cabin, I walking back to my cot that was by the window and a pot of hyacinth flowers were sitting on the window sill. I felt my throat start to tighten as I looked at the plot of hyacinth flower. “I miss you so much.” I said to the pot of hyacinth flowers. Knowing that I wouldn’t get a reply, I just wanted to let the soul of my beloved hyacinth know that I still miss him even after the terrible accident that happened 3000 years ago. I heard the final dinner horn sounding and walk out of my cabin to eat dinner with my children.

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Once I sat down with my children and Nico at my table, the food appears which consists of pizza, a side of french fries and some bug juice. “Can I just say that I hate this bug juice.” I say as I look at the juice intently. “Dad, it’s just juice. It’s not like it’s made from actual bugs.” said Austin

“You know that if Jace asked about the bug juice, he would freak out and be questioning as to why we would be drinking juice made from bugs.” said Will as I hear Nico and kayla laugh at this.

I look over at the Demeter table and see Meg shoving fries in her mouth as Miranda watches on in horror at how Meg can shove so much food in her mouth. I turned my gaze away from the Demeter table to the Hermes table. I see Alice and Julia talking about what new pranks that they were going to do. Ambrogio, who was slightly less burned from the aloe vera gel and wearing a blue shirt and light green khaki shorts with gray high tops, was talking to Connor while eating his food as Connor gave him a slight pat on the back which caused Ambrogio to flinch slightly.

As I turn my gaze back to my children, I notice how Jace wasn’t here yet and dinner was almost over. I suddenly start to get anxiety from not seeing Jace running towards my golden table in a change of clothes.

“Have you guys seen Jace since I last saw him at the beach.” I said anxiously as I eat some of the french fries. I hope that my children would say that they have seen Jace since the last I saw of him. “No, I haven’t seen him dad.” said Will as Kayla and Austin nod their heads in agreement with him.

Once I hear this, I start to hyperventilate. I faintly hear Nico say that he’s going to go tell Chiron that Jace isn’t at dinner as he gets up and walks to the table where Chiron is. “Dad, calm down. I’m sure that Jace is fine. Maybe he’s just playing hide and seek.” said Will as he tries to help me stop hyperventilating. “Yeah dad, I’m sure Jace is fine.” said Kayla as she hands me my cup of bug juice. I take a sip of it and immediately do a spit take as I hear Austin say “or Jace could be in the lake.”

I watch as Kayla slaps Austin on the back of his head saying that he’s not helping the situation. Once I stop hyperventilating, I hear Chiron stomp his front hoofs on the ground causing all of the campers to go silent.

“I’ve just been informed that one of our campers, Jace, has not been seen since this afternoon. I want everyone to start searching now. This is an emergency situation and Jace is not well equipped to be alone knowing that there are monsters in the woods. Start searching.” said Chiron as he grabs his bow and arrows from his back and runs off to the strawberry fields to see if Jace is there.

Everyone immediately gets up from their seats and starts running around the camp trying to look for Jace. As the dining pavilion starts to get empty from everyone running to look for Jace, Meg and Ambrogio walk towards us.

Once Ambrogio and Meg get to us, Ambrogio’s lips start to quiver and his emerald green eyes start to get glassy as tears threaten to fall. “B-before you say anything, I-I have nothing to do with this A-Apollo.” sobbed Ambrogio

I go down to one knee as I hold Ambrogio by his slightly burnt shoulders. “Why would you think that you would have something to do with this, Ambrogio?” I asked as I feel Ambrogio tremble under my touch. “B-Because i-it’s just like what happened when I took Jace out of the palace back in ancient greece and I got in trouble for it!” sobbed Ambrogio

“This is not your fault Ambrogio. Don’t think that this is your fault that Jace went missing alright.” I said as I feel tears threaten to fall down my cheek. As I said this, Ambrogio wipes away his tears with the hem of his shirt as I take my hands off of his shoulder.

As I stand back up, I look at my children, Meg, Nico, and Ambrogio. “Kayla, Austin, Will, and Nico I want you to go search in every cabin incase Jace is there. Ambrogio, Meg and I will go look near the woods to see if Jace is there.” when I said this, Kayla, Austin, Will and Nico give me nod, turn around and start running towards to the cabins. I hear Kayla say something along the lines of ‘when I find Jace, I’m going to... ’ as I watch her run towards the cabins.

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As Meg, Ambrogio and I run toward the edge of camp near Thalia’s tree, I hear Meg faintly say something to me that I couldn’t hear over the blood rushing to my ears.

“Apollo!” yelled Meg in her annoying voice. “What!?” I yelled equally annoyed.

“What did Ambrogio mean that by ‘It’s like what happened back in ancient greece’?” asked Meg as we watch as Ambrogio runs past us like he’s avoiding talking about the subject towards the edge of the woods.

As we were almost towards the edge of the woods, I was pulled into a memory

I was back in Ancient Greece in a palace. I was hiding in a corner of the throne room where my presence would not be known. I watched from the corner as a young 6-year-old Jace, wearing his chiton with grass stains on it, ran towards a young man that looked to be 24 years old wearing a chiton with soft black curly hair, bronze-colored skin, and violet colored eyes. ‘Hyacinth’ I thought as I watched as my beloved Hyacinth wrap his arms around Jace as tears fell down his cheeks. “I-I was so terrified, Jace. I thought that someone took you and that I would never see my precious baby boy again!” Sobbed hyacinth as he hugged Jace closer to him.

“But papa, I’m fine. Amphi took me out because he wanted to give me a birthday present.” Said Jace as he gripped Hyacinth’s chiton. “Amphi? Is that your friend that’s on his knees in front of father” said Hyacinth as he looks from Jace to a young 6-year-old Ambrogio, who was on his knees with his hands behind his back and his head down, in front of the throne.

I watched from my hiding place as King Pierus looks at Jace with disgust. King Pierus turned his head from Jace to the young Ambrogio, who was still on his knees with his hands behind his back, with the centaur Chiron standing next to the young boy.

“Entering the palace in the dead of night, not getting caught by the guards, and kidnapping a prince!” Yelled king Pierus as I watched Ambrogio keep his head down.

“King Pierus, if it would do anything to lessen the young boy’s punishment. When I found them, they were just asleep on the grass. From what they told me as we walked back to the palace, they were laying in the field the night before looking at the stars because as you know it was the day of the young prince’s birth yesterday and Ambrogio thought that it would be a good idea to take the young prince out to watch the stars.” Explained Chiron as he tried to reason with King Pierus.

“Thank you for your input lord Chiron. But I’ve decided that the boy would be whipped 5 times on his back for kidnapped the young prince.” Said king Pierus as he looked at Ambrogio as I saw Ambrogio's face turn pale as he heard what his punishment was.

“Father, please reconsider. Ambrogio is still but a child and he did nothing wrong.” Said Hyacinth as I watched my beloved walked in front of Ambrogio keeping him away from his Father’s gaze.

“I’ll reconsider the punishment. But what will you do in the child’s stead Hyacinth?” Asked King Pierus. “I’ll take the child’s place and receive the whipping on my back, Father.” Said Hyacinth with a serious tone in his voice.

I reach out my hand in desperation at this as I knew that Hyacinth would be in terrible pain after the whipping that he received.

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I was pulled out of the memory as I hear Ambrogio say that he found something in the woods as it was starting to get darker. Once Meg and I get to the edge of the woods, I see a young man in his early 20s with blond curly hair, baby blue eyes and wearing a blue polo shirt, light blue jeans with winged shoes, walk out of the dark woods while he was holding what looked like to be a small child in his arms.

“Jace!” yelled Ambrogio as he runs towards the man as the man goes to his knees and hands Jace to Ambrogio.

Before the man could put Jace in Ambrogio’s arms, I might have ran towards them, pushed Ambrogio out of the way and said something along the lines of ‘move’ and the name of a female dog. “What was he doing in the woods, Hermes?” I asked while holding Jace in my arms as I used my free hand to push away his hair away from his face.

I hear Ambrogio let out a huff as he gets up from the ground and walks back over to us. Meg walks over to us and looks up at Hermes. “What kind of god are you?” asked Meg with her annoying voice. I watch as Hermes bows his head slightly acknowledging Meg. “I’m Ambrogio’s father and the god of messengers and thieves. My name is Hermes, young Meg” said Hermes as he gives Meg a smile. “Daddy, you didn’t answer Lester's question.” said Ambrogio with a grin on his face as he mentioned my mortal name.

“Really? It’s really Lester, ‘pollo?” said Hermes as I watch as he tries to stop himself from laughing. “Yes! My name is Lester. Now answer the question, Hermes!” I said already fed up with my mortal name. Hermes looks down at Jace and back up at me. “I found Jace walking about the woods and he was muttering something about papa and it looked like he was in a kind of trance. So I had to put him to sleep, but he’s fine ‘pollo.” said Hermes as he notices how I tighten my hold on Jace and how I froze up at the mention of hyacinth.

“It’s alright ‘pollo. I know how much you miss him. Just take Jace to bed when you get to your cabin.” said Hermes as he looks at me with sadness in his baby blue while standing back up.

“I have to go now.” said Hermes as he begins to walk away. “Daddy, wait!” said Ambrogio as he walks over to Hermes before he leaves. “Yeah, what is it Ambrogio?” said Hermes as he kneels down in front of Ambrogio. I watch as Ambrogio wraps his arms around Hermes’s neck and gives him a hug and Hermes wraps his arms hesitantly around Ambrogio.

Once Hermes and Ambrogio pull away from each other, Hermes turns back around so that his back is facing us and jumps up into the night sky. I feel Jace move in my arms as I watch as Ambrogio walks back over to me and Meg. “papa...” murmured Jace in his sleep as he puts his head on my chest.

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The Return of the Sea, Part I

Should I give you a little history of who I am? Would that help in the coming days when I tell my current story and how I got here? Yes? Okay. To start, I am the oldest of fifty daughters born to Nereus and Doris. I am one of the Nereids, the female embodiment of the sea. When I was a young nymph, Poseidon pursued me, and I chose to play hard to get. I knew what a catch he was, one of the Big Three, God of the Sea, the male form of, well, me. I ran and hid near Atlas, an old family friend, and it was there that Delphin found me. Poseidon didn’t even come himself, but Delphin made a good argument. I would be a goddess, Poseidon’s equal, and would rule the seas with him. I had to admit, that sounded good. No more living under my father’s shadow. The Old Man of the Sea could be fearsome. I accepted Delphin’s offer and left with him for Atlantis, where Poseidon was pleased to see me. I also knew who he was, and how many children his brother had by mortal women, and that the trait was probably familial. I didn’t care. His presence was intoxicating, and when we met for the first time, I saw in him my future. We were happy, even with our other consorts. It was an arrangement that was beneficial for us, and I did not resent his mortal offspring. I didn’t hate or put my stepchildren through trials and hardships just because of their birth. If anything, I supported them on their journeys. Theseus was a favourite of mine. I gifted him some of my own attire, and he treated me with respect I never saw from Zeus’s children. Perhaps that is why no one knows me. I wasn’t a bitch *cough* like others were. Oh well. When we fell, when the gods faded, Poseidon and I had grown apart as lovers but had remained friends, and I retained my place as his consort. I remember nothing through my time in the seas, just floating by, not even paying attention to humanity’s prosperity. I barely remember hearing a call, Zeus’s voice, commanding everyone to return. I didn’t fall under his power, I never did. I was his cousin by birth, and his sister by choice, but I was NOT an Olympian. He held no power over me. The sea was fickle, and I was the sea. Sometimes, even more than Poseidon. The sea was always seen as a woman, and Thalassa and I had merged into one being many, many millennia ago. I was slow to respond and quick to act. I was violent and calm, stormy and bright. I didn’t need anyone in my life who would try to temper that. When I realized that, I awoke, and it amazed me it took so long. “Okay,” I said, “now what?” I wandered the oceans, growing in strength and spewing out the garbage and filth that humanity had dumped in me. Eventually, I was drawn to a little bar where merpeople could swim up and interact with the mortals on the other side. I realized the source of the pull when I discovered Poseidon was running it. I shifted into a mermaid, blue hair and eyes, a sleek, lithe body, and he didn’t recognize me. I knew then that I would be free. We chatted. He flirted, and I flirted back. If by the end, he did realize who I was, he never let on. I left and made my way down the beach to a secluded cove. From what I could see, it was accessible only by boat. I smiled, this was where I would make my home, my mark. But what kind of home could I build? The thought of a bar appealed to me, but so close to Poseidon would pull his customers away, and I wasn’t that much of a bitch. Maybe a hotel? One that showcased the splendour of the ocean and showed off all her might? That I could do. I raised the building, asking Hephaestus for help, seeking out Athena to guide with the finer touches, and locating as many of my sisters as I could find to add rooms and suites under the waves. When it was finished, I looked on, proud of my achievements, and emblazoned the front door with its name: Nymphaeum. A little nod to my origins, I hoped that people, mortals and immortals alike, would come to visit. There was a casino, restaurants, beaches, hundreds of rooms, and a little section I left alone for private use, as per my good friend Hedone’s request. “Amphi, it looks great!” she exclaimed when I brought her in for the first time. My friend hugged me, her power of pleasure washed over me, and I smiled. “I’m glad. You and your harem are currently the only ones to use it. Maybe that will change.” She hugged me again and disappeared in a puff of pink smoke. I walked the empty halls, waiting to open properly, and I sighed. “This looks amazing, Amphitrite.” My heart stopped momentarily. I turned around and saw my consort, the God of the Seas, Poseidon. He was looking at me with respect and desire. I smiled easily at him. “Thank you, P,” I replied, walking over to him. “I wanted something of my own. I’ve seen all the other businesses that the gods have set up, and this,” I waved around me, “is mine.” Poseidon took one of my hands and kissed it gently. “You could have come back to the bar.” I cocked my eyebrow at him. “As if I didn’t know that was you, I’d know your presence anywhere. But I understand your desire. We have been bound by the past for too long. If you will still have me as a friend and confidante,” he winked scandalously, “would you take your freedom, the separation we both feel?” I didn’t know what to say, and I looked up into his storm green eyes, eyes I had fallen in love with millennia ago. “I would fall from divinity, though, would I not?” Why was that my only worry? Poseidon laughed. “You’ve been a goddess for most of the years you’ve been alive. No, my love, you will still be you, and maybe even more without me tying you down.” There was a sharp intake of breath, and Poseidon smiled easily at me. “So, be the sea. Be wild and free, and most importantly, be untamed. Be exotic, calm, serene, and virulent. Be the goddess of the sea that you were always meant to be.” Poseidon kissed my forehead tenderly and smiled as he walked away. “By the way,” he turned and looked at me from the entry, “I love the name.” With that, he vanished into a whirlpool, my heart thudding out of my chest. I felt the snap of the invisible chain that bound us through the years, and I turned and ran off the balcony, diving into the ocean below. My power had returned, a power I never knew had been contained. I soared through the sea, flexing my muscles and watching as the mortals cowered in their ships and homes. I sunk nothing. Even after seeing all the garbage polluting my waters, I still did not hate them. But I did warn them, the seas were no longer man’s to control. I would be there, testing their worth, judging their mettle. Only the finest would ply my waters. I could be everywhere, see everything, and I would always be present. The sea was free, and she would revel in that release. Read the full article

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