#demi-god

[ark-fork]

[talonandelilah]

5

“Tal, why were you hiding a neck tattoo earlier?  Does it mean something?” Lightly Del traced over it with one finger, the pattern ornate and flowing, she found it beautiful.  “Am I not supposed to see it?”  She looked at his face again and met his eyes.  He looked confused and that made her a little scared.

He didn’t HAVE a neck tattoo.  What was his girl…no…she wouldn’t tease him about....oh fuck!  Without saying anything Talon was up off the bed and into the attached bathroom in an instant and flipped on the lights which were way too fucking bright after being in the two dim rooms.  As his reflection greeted him though, there it was and he couldn’t deny what he saw.  Holy FUCK!  

“Uh, Red Hot, ya wanna come here?  We need to talk, sweetheart.”  Yeah…that was an understatement, genius.

He heard her coming behind him before he saw the red hair over his shoulder and when he turned around he saw it.  Fuck yeah!  “Babe, I got some good news and some bad news.  Which ya want first?”

Del’s eyes searched his face and she felt like crying.  After what had just gone on between them and now there was bad news of some kind?  Had she done something?  Was there something about Talon that Brie hadn’t told her?  Did he hate her?  Was she just a pity fuck?

“Bad.”  She choked out and tried not to cry. He really needed to get better at teasing her. She was going to break his heart if she kept crying when he was trying to to tease.

“K, if you say so.”  He got down right in her face so that their noses were touching.  “You’re absolutely and positively, 100%, without any doubt….stuck with me.  Yep, can’t get rid of me.  I mean, you are literally going to have to put up with my fucking ass for…well, ever.”  He saw confusion cloud her eyes and she did that thing where she looked back and forth between his eyes and her little eyebrows drew together.  FUCKING CUTE!  God, he was falling for her in less than five hours, and that was without the nifty magic tattoos they now had.  

Talon leaned in and kissed her softly.  “There’s more bad news.” Her eyes went wide and before she could react, he deftly moved behind her and pushed her forward so she could see herself in the mirror.  “You got one too.  Only yours is right over your heart.  Kinda cool.”  He grinned as he put his chin on her shoulder, watching her stare at herself in the mirror in disbelief.  “Ya do know what this means, right?”

There it was, he wasn’t lying.  She did have one, and it matched his.  And, he was almost giddy over it.  He was happy.  She was afraid to be happy and could nor be more shocked if he’d said she’d sprouted a second head.  They. Were. Mated.  Married.  Bonded.  Paired.  Suddenly her eyes met his in the mirror and she still had a look of shock as she tried to take it all in, but as their eyes met the joy in his eyes was not debatable.  

“You’re happy about it?” She was hesitant. 

“You’re not?”  Now he looked unsure, but his arms came around her waist to hold her.  He was trying to comfort her, she could tell but she honestly wasn’t sure what she needed.

“I’m overwhelmed.”  She was honest, but she was happy and she put her arms over his to keep him from pulling back.  This caused his arms to tighten.  “I am happy, but this whole immortal thing is new.  Like a week old new.  And now, I’m married…ish…and…I just….well…I…” Del closed her eyes and took some deep breaths.  Her anxiety was kicking up.

“Red, shh..  You don’t have to explain any more than that.”  He understood now.  He had been afraid she hadn’t wanted him, but now he got it.  It hadn’t occurred to him how new all of it was and then this.  “We’ll take everything as slow as you need it to be, ok?”  Her head nodded and he kissed her cheek before turning her around and pulling her against him, then reaching over and flipping off the light.  “Come on, let's go back to bed.” Tracing them over to the bed again, they climbed in and he laid on his back, letting her choose where she wanted to be.  Her head came to rest on his chest and it made him smile.  “You can stay in here, or have your own place.  I’ll leave it up to you.  Or you can go back and forth depending on how you feel most comfortable.  Delilah, I’m not going anywhere.  Even without this new shit, I liked ya.  I liked ya A LOT.  I didn’t want what just happened to be a one time thing or just something casual.  I know we just kinda met and all, but I had a feelin about ya.”  Talon’s finger’s were gently caressing Del’s arm as he talked to her.  “Del, babe, I was gonna be all yours even before we knew about this.  From the second I saw ya and Brie told me about what ya liked, I just wanted to get to know you.  No one else.  Just so ya know.”  He stared up at the ceiling.  He had wanted her to know, to understand.

He was HERS?  Even before?  This sexy as sin man was hers?  He could have walked into any bar in any city and walked out with some hot chick and he had wanted her?  She found it hard to believe and just about said it, then her brain kicked in.  What was it he had asked her about when they’d left breakfast?  Gaming.  Hot as he was, how many women complained about their men being heavy into gaming?  And being immortal, how many women were going to want a man who was heavy into gaming and killing things?  Two things that were her passions.  

“Right now, I’m liking right where I am.”  One of her long legs moved to lay atop his and she heard a light chuckle and felt his chest move.  Her fingers played lightly in his chest hair.  Unlike so many of the “pretty boys” that her friend had dated, Talon was not smooth chested.  He was fuzzy, and she found it sexy.  “And don’t you ever shave, Feathers.  I like the fuzz.  Only place you can shave is the face.”  That earned her an outright laugh.

“As my lady wishes, Red Hot.”  His free hand rose to press her head briefly into his chest as he placed a kiss on the top of her head.  HIS  “Any other demands that I must obediently follow?  I might have a few demands of my own for you, you know?”

“Whatever this cologne is, wear it.  I think I could just smell it all day.  I might be addicted.”  She pressed her nose into the center of his chest and did a sniff and a slight sigh.  “So, what are your demands, Feathers?”  She liked their names for each other.

“Darlin, I’m not wearing cologne.  Welcome to matehood.”  He chuckled and kissed her head again.  Damn, this was gonna be good.  He might have to ask Brie to put him off of duty with the guard for a while and take her to the tropical area of Imperium for a bit of a honeymoon, a naked one.  

“I saw that sports bra and panties combo,” he felt her shift a little uncomfortable and he grinned knowing she wasn’t anticipating what was coming, “get more of those.” She froze. “Like lots.  When we’re gaming together, I want ya in that.  God, that would be so fuckin hot.  No lace, no strappy shit I gotta figure out.  Just that. K?”

“Are you serious?”  She sounded like she didn’t believe him.  She probably didn’t.

“Dead.  Get sets in every fucking color.  And do you mind just either sleeping in that or naked?  I want to feel your skin on mine when you’re with me. Like right now is heaven.” Another kiss to her head.  

“You’re being serious?  No sexy lacey stuff with heels?” Del asked again, still sure he was joking with her till he tipped her head back using his fingers under her chin and she saw his eyes.  No, he was serious.  “Okay, cotton panties and sports bras it is.  Every color of the rainbow and then some.  And I’ll steal your hoodies and shirts.”

“Now you’re talkin, Red Hot.” Talon grinned and she swore she felt herself start falling for him.

“If you hold me like this, I have no problem sleeping naked with you.”  Her hand again skimmed lightly over his chest.  Him being naked next to her was a pretty nice thing all on its own.  “In fact, I’m pretty happy to stay just like this until it’s time to get ready for the ball.  Unless you have other plans?”

“Fuck no.  Darlin, I am all yours in every way.  You and me are going to make plans for things for any time I’m not on duty with the legion.  Even if it’s just sittin on the couch and watchin a movie with the door locked and a privacy ward so everyone else can fuck off.”  His arm tightened around her.  “And tonight I’m talking to the boss and getting some time off.  You and me are gonna go to a private place I have here in Imperium on a honeymoon.  I’m going to take care of ya.  I told ya, I wanted ya before the mating thing.  I’m not changin a thing, cept I might be a bit more possessive.  Can’t help it, it kinda comes with the territory.”  Talon kissed her head, his own still reeling a bit from being mated. “I like the sound of that, Feathers.  We have a lot to learn about each other, but we have all the time in the world to do it.” 

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[the-demigod-project]

The Cast

• Name: Morrisa

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Pronouns: she/her

Code Name: Subject–Crimson

Demi Form: A Giant Golem Monster of Cold Fire, Steam & Stone.

Powers: Fire & Ice Generation; Morrisa can generate near infinite amounts of both ice and fire. She can unfortunately not control this power and only destruction and death await those who confront her. Whether that be an icy prison of despair or through the fires of agony that not many wish to be near made by The Broken Witch of America.

Physical Appearance: Height (168cm), slim body build, extra light beige skin tone, deep red wavy hip length hair, and bright lonely amethyst eyes.

Personality: Reserved, Gentle, Pessimistic, Insecure, Timid.

Relationship: Best Friends??? More???

Mini-Sum: Morrisa, a child of war, an experiment, a failed product. She was born and created from the greatest minds America's ambition could make, the first homunculus. Homunculi where made to be the material used to create Demigods, but unfortunately homunculi were missing a very special component, a soul. As such out of the tens of thousands made only Morrisa survived the experiments and became a failed Demigod. She was capable of wielding the powers that many yearned for, but unfortunately fate and man were sadistic. She could only maintain her Demi Form for 30 minutes before her very powers began to eat away at her body. But as the years went by she became known as the Crimson Witch, but many call her by another name. But during those long lonely years she had someone who showed her kindness, affection and above all, hope. [MC] was similar to her, both as a product of experimentation and their despondency, due to this she bonded over the years with [MC] ever since their fateful encounter. And such [MC] became her everlight and something more.

• Name: Lucifer

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Pronouns: he/him

Code Name: Subject–Radiance

Demi Form: A Striking resemblance to modern day Angels, Clad in armor and rags. And four wings and an orb nimbus of light.

Powers: Umbra-Photokinesis; Lucifer can manipulate light with darkness properties, giving him full control over both light and darkness as a result. So only dread awaits all who oppose The Falling Star of Destruction.

Physical Appearance: Height (193 cm), slim athletic body build, rosy beige skin tone, glossy silky straight hot red chest length hair, and dark hypnotic crimson eyes. (Black sclera)

Personality: Honest, Charming, Friendly, Easygoing, Cunning.

Relationship: Colleagues???

Mini-Sum: Lucifer, an orphan of "war", a child that lost everything to dystopian era that this world now resides in. Lucifer doesn't remember much from his childhood, as when he lost everything he was barely 4 years old. All he remembers is people breaking into their house one winter's afternoon, their were screams, and then a loud bang. Till this day he only remembers his mother's screams and pleas and her tears as she was dragged away, as for his father? A strong chest that protected him from rapid Bangs that rang out afterwards. He was found 5 days later half starved to death and still in the imbrace of his decaying father by a patrolling FFC unit. He was then taken back to FFC HQ only to be put with other children who all would soon experience a world of pain and experimentation of untold horrors. And during one of those many horrors, Lucifer heard the scream of a girl, a scream that knocked him out of his dazz out of the numbness that had clouded his mind. He heard a plea for help, for someone to save them. It was a scream so similar to the one his mother made when the dark monster took her away. He couldn't even remember his parents faces anymore. But, he couldn't forget his mother's love, and his father's protective embrace. And as that girl cried her final plea for help, Lucifer snapped and after countless experiments something woke up inside him, something both beautiful and very sinister. Ever since his awakening, he was taken under the CEO of FFC, who raised him into the man and weapon he is of today.

• Name: Ace

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Pronouns: he/him

Code Name: Subject–054-A6-006/ Subject 5

Demi Form: A monster from myth, a cross between a Leviathan & a Kraken, a beast straight out of Lovecraft Horror story.

Powers: Water Empowerment; As long as Ace is near a body of water he is near invincible. Water gives him strength beyond comparison. The more water he has at his behest, the stronger he is. As such none wish to meet this Demigod out at sea, for all know to fear Enesidaon.

Physical Appearance: Height (182 cm), athletic body build, fair skin tone, emo styled sandy messy medium length hair, and empty amethyst eye (left), and an obsidian eye (right) that draws one into an abyss.

Personality: Cold, Blunt, Impulsive, Ambitious, Stubborn.

Relationship: Best Friends???

Mini-Sum: Ace, the bastard child of America's richest billionaire. His mother abandoned him earlier on in life, after Ace’s father's main wife paid her off and told her to dissappear. Ace was since then raised by butlers and nannies. But when Ace's father was offered a business opportunity, he grabbed it without a second thought. And that is how the 5 year old Ace was sent to the Demi-God Project. For years the painful and cruel experiments continued. At 9 years of age, Ace finally awakened and became a Demigod. The first thing he did once he awakened was escape the compound, but unfortunately 16 hours into his escape another Demigod called Lucifer, a boy not much older than him thwarted his plans. He was then later sent to the secret lab in Nevada where Ace was kept under tight supervision and met two other Demigods. Children who soon become his best friends, [MC] and Morrisa. The three of them stuck together through the pain and misery. And over the years became each others pillar of strength and support especially due to Ace. As he became the optimistic one and glue that kept them going through it no matter how bad it got.

• Name: Fáfnir/Scott

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Pronouns: he/him

Code Name: Subject–E.N.D (Equilibrium of Nihility & Death)

Demi Form: A Massive Wolf the size of a bus, brimming with power and beauty.

Powers: Oblivion Manipulation; Scott can control the essence of oblivion, allowing them to delete an entity, removing targets from all timelines in every dimension, alter, reverse, or negate energy; etc. But unfortunately, Fáfnir refuses to allow Scott to utilise the full extent of this power. But everyone including America's top brass know not to mess with The Spirit of Death.

Physical Appearance: Height (168 cm), lean athletic body build, light beige skin tone, glossy salamander green messy wild medium length hair, and piercing light hunt club green eyes.

Personality: (Scott)Bold, Intuitive, Fiery, Empathy, Competitive. / (Fáfnir)Cautious, Instinctive, Calm, Apathetic, Lazy.

Relationship: Colleagues???

Mini-Sum: Scott, a boy who's fate changed all because of one simple mistake. At 10 years old, Scott accepted a dare from one of his school friends to enter a Forbidden Zone. And it was here his fate changed completely, while searching through an abandoned military building. Scott came across what he thought to be a trapped puppy, but turned out to be a wolf pup. In his kind attempt to save the the creature it bit him. And doing so something completely unforeseen occurred, Scott and pup began to fuse in the most painful and grotesque of ways. After the fusion Scott later woke up in a lab with an IV drip and a splitting headache. It was later that he found out he and the wolf pup had become one. And that the wolf pup was actually an artificial being made in the lab that had escaped earlier the day before. And because of their perfect fusion Scott and the pup who later developed a conscience where placed in the Demi-God Project. As the years went by Scott named the other half of his conscience Fáfnir, the destroyer of his dreams.

• Name: Helena Sanders

Gender: Female

Age: 30

Pronouns: she/her

Physical Appearance: Height (160 cm), petite slim body build, soft rosy skin tone, striking medium wavy blonde hair, and bright captivating emerald eyes.

Personality: Bold, Resolute, Kind, Innocent, Protective.

Relationship: Boss???

Mini-Sum: Helena Sanders, a military girl and a child born into a household full of expectations. Helena comes from a long line of family members who all came from the military or some form of power relating to the military. Helena's father is a General in the US military and as such has always put a lot of weight filled with rigorous training and expectations upon his children. The only kind and gentle one in Helena's family who supported her, was her mother, but after her brother and mother died in a bombing attack while on a business trip. Helena's father became colder and more cruel. In an effort to earn her last remaining relatives love and acknowledgment, she worked and trained her way all the way up to First Lieutenant. But she never once lost the light her mother left her. As such she has become the angel of kindness among the military ranks. And once her father finally took some form of notice of her efforts he offered her chance to earn his respect and recognition, she accepted within a heartbeat. She has now been put in charge of Project Demi-God, and is to train a group of young Demigods into weapons that can change the tide of war. And hopefully free humanity from this world of Despair.

• Name: Momoko

Gender: Female

Age: 22 (95)

Pronouns: she/her

Code Name: Subject–01

Demi Form: A beauty that seems to resemble a cross between yokai and demon from myth.

Powers: Corrupted Energy Absorption; Momoko can absorb any form of energy. And in doing so she can distort and destroy atoms and all forms of energy with said absorbed power tho the more energy provided the more damage she can cause. As such she is every energy Demigods Achilles heel. Her only downside is she must expel all absorbed energy before it corrupts her and her surroundings. And because of infamy and power she is The Goddess of Japan, or Queen of Despair.

Physical Appearance: Height (170 cm), frail lean athletic body build, pale porcelain skin tone, glossy long wavy ultramarine purple hair, and sad bright jade green eyes. (Black sclera)

Personality: Kind, Caring, Timid, Idealistic, Indecisive.

Relationship: Enemies???

Mini-Sum: Momoko, Saviour of Japan, Bringer of Despair and many more things. Momoko was the being that brought a turning point to both history, the world you might even say to humanities evolution as a whole. She was born and raised as a simple farming girl with a loving family. But unfortunately fate had other plans for her simple life, cruel plans. As WW2 was nearing it's end, Japan needed a weapon to turn the tide in their favour. And to that, they needed overwhelming power. And as such Project God Fall was initialized. Needing volunteers they offered sweets, Devious and alluring words for the volunteers they needed. And one of those volunteers happened to be Momoko's older brother. And 2 weeks later he returned in a casket. And instead of blaming the Government, Momo volunteered herself so that she could fulfil her brothers dreams and wishes of protecting Japan. Oh, how foolish and naive she was. Out of the thousands of volunteers, she somehow managed to survive till the bitter end, and from those countless attempts the first Demigod was made. And as such she has been Japan's first line of defence for the last 7 decades. But it would seem Fate has another plan for her. Especially now that Japan's long standing rivalry with America is on the verge of it's climax. Since the creation of new Demigods perfected ones have finally been completed.

Spoiler Character Ahead:

• Name: Cassandra Millers

Gender: Female

Age: 23 (????)

Pronouns: she/her

Code Name: Demon King

Demi Form: A being of power. But no Form.

Powers: Transcendent Strength; Cass' only power was an ability nearly all Demigods are granted, but if you compared her Physical strength with another Demi, she would always win. As such she had a Physical strength that could shake continents. The Walking Calamity.

Physical Appearance: Height (186 cm), toned curvy body build, fair skin tone, long straight midnight blue hair, and kind light maroon eyes.

Personality: Caring, Bold, Protective, Playful, Truthful.

Relationship: Adoptive Older Sister.

Mini-Sum: Cassandra is the [MC's] sister. She has always looked out for them and helped guide them along the most optimal path in life. But she only ever appears when the [MC] is in need of her help the most.

[f1-disaster-bi]

Please write more demi-god Au!!! Especially for celebrating celebrating S2 renewal I'm so happy 😊

I am so happy that s2 has been announced! I love Sea of Monsters, and can't wait to see what they do with it. Although I do wish that they give us slightly longer episodes 😭

But here! Have a little something!

"He's got a face that no one could ever love"

Lando didn't respond to the taunt. It was one he'd heard before, and in all his years at camp as an unclaimed kid, he'd heard worse. It didn't really bother him anymore so he just focused on what he was doing.

The bident in his hand was well balanced. A courtesy of Kevin, one of the older kids in the Hephaestus cabin. Kevin was one of the most skilled campers at crafting weapons, and an even better friend to Lando. The older boy had always looked out for him, and creating the perfect weapon had been part of that.

"Look at his hair. Does he even brush it?"

Another round of laughter burst from behind him, and Lando huffed but focused on the task at hand. He focused on guiding himself through the different excercises when a smile crossed his face at the voice that called out behind him.

"With a forehead like yours Estelle, and hair with that many splits ends, Adam, you two had no room to talk", Charles voice was cold and cutting, but it was a familiar and welcome voice to Lando.

"Bitch", Estelle hissed, but when Lando turned around, her and Adam were walking away. Only Charles remained, his arms crossed and eyes narrowed as he watched them walk away and only when they were out of sight did his gaze soften as he turned to look at Lando.

"Charlie, you didn't have to be rude", Lando teased, lowering his silver and black bident to rest the butt against the ground.

"They were being assholes, not me", Charles grinned with a laugh, moving only to hug Lando tightly, "I missed you"

Lando let himself melt into his friends embrace. His eyes closed as he hugged him back just as tight because he had missed Charles. He always missed the sharp witted son of Aphrodite whenever he was away from camp.

"I miss you too, pretty boy", Lando teased, pulling back with red cheeks, "Dod you bring me back anything nice?"

Charles stared at him for a moment longer before throwing an arm around his shoulder to lead him away from the training grounds.

"I got you something nice, yes", Charles smiled, leading them towards the Aphrodite cabin, "Did you make any new friends while I was gone?"

Lando grinned.

"I got a pet Cerberus"

"WHAT?"

[menacinghummingbird]

Glowing demi-goddess

[casoulettearchives]

Info: A demi-god made by The setting sun; they basically replace solgaleo when he isn't around - answers to smaller prayers if needed, stays at the Throne in place of Solgaleo to do his job for a bit.

Chosen name: Forsythia

Gender: Male

Nature: Naughty

Moves:

Leaf Storm - Grass

Play Rough - Fairy

Energy Ball - Grass

Sunsteel Strike - Steel

Space pocket: Endless Day

Involvement with war:Wasn't born yet during it

Shrine: Doesnt seem like they have any

Created by: Solgaleo

Creator of:

N/A

Demi-gods:

No known demi-gods were made by them. Or no one has found any fragments to become one.

Messenger's:

doesn't own any spaces where a messenger is needed - message are deliver to her by Setting Sun's Phione

Human:

From his own words "He doesnt feel like its worth turning into human just to talk to someone."

Design credit to @//book-of-legends 💕

[aystay]

the incredibly cool Gin for @neo-wolfe on artfight!

[jflare205]

From Ninja to Princess?? [Mortal Kombat 1] !ttsmonster !vavid !QOTD !socials

[furrywrecker911]

A Demi-God's Blade

Cross-dimensional travel is ill advised for those who are mortal. Done in Clip Studio Paint EX Character belongs to OzzyRocker45

Posted using PostyBirb

[dyscrasia-eucrasia]

Another D&D portrait! This is Lita, our party's demi-god sorcerer. She's a huge stickler for the rules, sometimes to the chagrin of the rest of the party, but she's got some secrets. Like... biting a guy last year???

Lita's player is not on Tumblr. This is not my OC!

[gnot-art]

Since I gave them this new outfit I thought I might as well draw a fullbody. Still need to work out a good style for doing fullbodies because I can't really do the chunky line thing like I do for headshots. I'll work something out during Art Fight this year I'm sure :3

[palaceofimperium]

6

As Delilah watched the others get matched up, she became more nervous.  While she knew that these weren’t supposed to be romantic matchings, there was something about them that also kind of felt that way.  That was one area where she had always sucked. She was the one that guys never gave a second glance to.  The computer nerd, the too tall one at almost six feet tall, the weapons expert who was a better shot than they were, it seemed she was always firmly in the friend zone.  Being an extreme introvert after her parents’ death and dealing with the PTSD from that didn’t help.

Dreya had understood. Dreya, everyone loved her.  She’d had her pick of men, and women if she’d wanted them.  They’d been like sisters and it had been Dreya that had helped her start her tech and armaments company.  Then as they were doing work for Dreya’s mercenary company, someone took out Dreya, right in front of her.  Some nights she could still see the bullet impact Dreya’s skull in slow motion, feel the warm spray of blood before the impact of her friend’s brains on her face.  She couldn’t forget.  Would never forget. 

Back then, she hadn’t know what Abriella and her friends were.  She’d known they had bought tech and weapons from her company, a LOT of tech and weapons, but not what they did with them or why they needed so many.  Many of the organizations and governments that she had worked with were black ops, and she learned not to ask questions early on.  She had become friends with Abriella though, and it was she that Delilah called from the hospital as she sat in shock after being taken there for evaluation by the ambulance that responded to the scene of Dreya’s murder.

She should have known something was up when it was less than a half hour till the beautiful brunette strutted into the hospital with her brother and obviously held command of the entire ER.  Delilah was still in such a state of shock that it wouldn’t occur to her til days later that it was off.  By then, she’d met Arch and knew about magic, a plantation house in the Louisiana bayou that made the T.A.R.D.I.S. seem a little dilapidated, and that there were beings amongst humans that weren’t.  More surprises came later, including being granted her own immortality.

That was one thing that her guide that Abriella was going to give her was supposed to help with.  Unlike everyone else sitting at the table, she had only been immortal less than two months.  Annabella had been a complete doll, understanding what being a new immortal was like.  She’d introduced her to her good friend Jean Pierre and his husband Armaund who had helped her through her initial transition.  They were amazing too.  However she was still grappling with everything.  So, as Abriella drew close, Delilah grew nervous, very nervous.

For Abriella’s part, she was feeling pretty confident after three successes under her belt in pairing up her friends with other friends that could help them. Now she was coming up on another one that she felt might be the best match of all.  When it came to the statuesque redhead that she adored and wanted to help heal from deep wounds and pain, there was only one person who came to mind.  “Delilah, you were worried about coming and sticking out being so new to immortality and your life having been so different than everyone here.  As you can see, even those who were born immortal have their share of issues and problems that they’re needing help with.  You’ve had your own battles, not unlike the others, and not unlike those who have lived in Imperium for some time.  After all, that is how we met, we needed something you had and that you did better than what some of us could do.”  Abriella gave her a warm and affectionate smile. How she wished she could take the pain and worry from her friend, but that would not solve things.  Some things had to be worked through, not just erased.  

“Now you too are immortal  and I can think of no one better to guide you through not only your introduction to Imperium but immortality than a dear friend of mine, Talon.  A demi-god who has learned in the last few years that his life wasn’t exactly what he thought it was.  So, starting over and discovering who he truly is, well that’s something he is very experienced in.”  Dez chuckled and so did Deacon, then nodded in agreement.  Talon had proven himself over the preceding months of navigating discovering that Thinius was his father, to handling all of the fallout from Talia’s insanity and ensuing drama when she had betrayed them all.  Having to deal with learning that the first half of his life had been one big lie from his mother without ending up like his sister was something a few still were impressed by.

Tech nerd and weapons guru, how could Talon have asked for anyone better?  It was like Abriella  had given him the ultimate gift for not absolutely losing his shit since they’d been reunited.  He’d have to make sure to get her a bomb gift later if he got along with Delilah.  It seemed his life had been one twist or turn after another, but he’d somehow kept his footing with the help of his friends who were more like family.  He was a mix between how his dad was dressed and Deacon, which fit him.  He WAS like a mix of the two.  Jeans and a button down shirt, sans tie.  Ties were nooses you willingly put on.  He wasn’t too formal, not too relaxed.  All swagger as he crossed the room, fuck yeah…he was a demi-god after all.  

He had to hand it to Abriella, her friend was HOT.  No complaints from him in that department at all.  Talon stopped in on the opposite side of the table from Delilah and gave her a wink.  Then came a couple introductions.   “He’s my dad,” he pointed to Thinius, who looked more like he could have been his brother, and who also gave her a short wave.  “And he”, he pointed to Deacon, “is my best friend.”  Deacon chuckled and gave a short mock salute.  “So you’ve been warned.  I can be a little crazy around those two especially, but I tend to be kinda down to earth round the rest of these assholes.  And I slay at Gears of War, so you better be able to keep up, gamer girl.”  He saw Del’s eyes light up and he knew he’d already scored a brownie point.   Hot gamer girls were his thing and now he got one that was on this side of the screen, not a bad deal if he had to say so.  He might have overhard she was single.  Single for now?  Possibly.  He was a demi-god, who could resist?

She had to be dreaming.  Had. To. Be.  THIS was who Abriella was going to have working with her, and he was FLIRTING with her?  Talon was drop dead fucking gorgeous and a gamer?  She’d think Abriella was playing a joke on her, but had it been anyone else she would not have believed any of this was real.  Del almost wanted to cry, she was so happy.  Hopefully he had some kinda hot immortal friend who needed a girlfriend too.  She was sure Talon already had one.  Men like him didn’t walk around without one, not in her experience anyway.  And that was fine.  She could look, appreciate, and not touch.  She’d just like one of her own eventually.  Hell, it wasn’t like any of the men sitting at the table were bad looking.  Of course Abriella had all the luck.

“That’s fine…I think you’ll be the one keeping up with me, few can.”  She smirked up at him and winked.  “I’ll be the judge of how good you are, pretty boy.”  She had no idea where that self confidence came from, since she wasn’t sitting on another side of the screen with a headset on.  There were laughs around the table, and Talon just grinned.  No awkwardness at all as he came around and plopped down next to her and threw his arm on the back of her chair and gave the back of her hair a light tousle.

Abriella tried not to just stare at the newest pairing.  They were getting along better that she could have even hoped.  Delilah tended to be on the shy side.  Talon could be as well, but he HAD been excited to meet her.  He’d never even asked what she looked like.  Tech, weapons, and a gaming setup was all he had to hear to be on board and excited.  Those were the things he asked about, along with her personality.  Maybe that’s why they were hitting it off, they were peas in a pod.  

It did seem that things were going well and the arrangements were getting better with each one, and Yael was even smiling now, her hand more wrapped around Leandre’s than Deacon’s.  Not that Brie was surprised.  She knew that Yael needed a guardian, and Lee was definitely that.  A Knight of Imperium and a member of her Royal Guard, his duty was just that, to guard and protect first and foremost. She had no doubt, he would do likewise for Yael.  

Two more friends to go and she was trying to decide which one to do next.  She decided to leave the most surprising for last.  It was the one that she was most sure of, and the one that Div was as well, which still surprised her.  However, it was also the one that they had told no one else about.  Since everyone other than Cruz, Div, and Arch had been gathered in the same room, no one knew who would get called and she doubted anyone had been brave enough to ask.  She looked forward to seeing the looks on everyone’s faces.

[house-silvermydd]

He can forge too :D

the most attractive traits you can give a fictional man:

good with kids

good cook

fat

[x-littlemoth]

I have a halfblood-turned-god-against-his-will OC who, out of sheer spite and boredom (and the hope he'd be killed) roasted Kronos so hard the Titan angry-cried for four weeks and flooded Tartarus (the prison). Tartarus (the god) then told my OC he couldn't go into the prison anymore because every time he's nearby Kronos can sense him and goes into a panic attack and starts angry-crying; and they can't keep draining Tartarus.

So yeah. I have an OC who got banned from Tartarus (the prison).

He's not fully fleshed out yet, I just added this to his arc because I thought it would be funny.

[444prilsbae]

“…it’s also the moment before I get a really good idea of pure clarity. Like, when everything moves out the way, everything in your mind is completely blank and your mind is elevated. That’s eusexua and that is the only place I want to be now.”