#lunarxtique

[athenianwit]

closed for @lunarxtique

location the artemis cabin

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after nearly losing so many people during the invasion, atticus wanted to ensure everyone was taken care of and doing alright. there were a few who stopped by his cabin to get their wounds checked out but he wanted to make sure everyone else was doing alright. one of those was davon, atticus heard that part of his cabin had caught fire. as he made his way to the cabin, the son of athena saw that the door was partially open. who might be there right now? "davon?" he called out as he approached the front door and peared in. "are you here?" waiting a moment or two, atticus finally decided to take a step closer. "i just came by to check on you, see if you needed anything."

[timexticksxby]

Location; Campgrounds With; Davon @lunarxtique

Sleeplessness was steadily becoming something he figured he might just have to deal with for now. Too much energy, not enough of an outlet, too many questions to be answered and no way of really knowing where to start digging. It's what had him trudging his way through the camp grounds themselves once the sun had fallen fully beneath the horizon, hoping to burn figuring out something.

Anything.

He was in the middle of a yawn when the back of his neck suddenly prickled, eyes on him, and he reached with his free hand for where he'd been told to leave his rapier.

It, obviously, wasn't there, but still.

"Hello?"

[xfireforged]

@lunarxtique

The son of Hephaestus had been busy since the invasion. Between helping to contain the flames until people could douse the flames with water, carrying debris to the designated area and ensuring that the infirmary was in good hands, Matai found himself far busier than he'd like - but he knew that there were still some people that he needed to check in on. And one of those, in particular, was Davon.

If you had to ask him, he thought that Von was instrumental in their fight against the shadow dancer, the assassin and the son of Loki. Had it not for him, he was sure that he'd have gone down - and many of their allies would have gone down and not been able to get back up... and yet no one had been there to check on him and see how he was doing.

That's how he found himself looking for Von, curious as to where he was since the Artemis cabin was being rebuilt. "Hey Von," he finally called out as he spotted him, walking closer to the former musician. "You doing okay?" Between his cabin having been on fire and everything that happened, he was sure that he wasn't - but at least Tai was there for him if he needed it. "I know you were looking out for everyone, but has anyone looked out for you?"

[harleymaguire]

“well, in that case, baby. i’m always here to remind you how utterly gorgeous you are. and how fucking hot that pretty ass of yours is.” he grinned against the nipple in his, tongue swirling around he little nub just to tease him once more before he was pulled away from his body again. he had to note, davon looked utterly fucking gorgeous right now, the moonlight glowing down on his body while he grinded back on harley’s long, thick cock, it was a sight he was planning on committing to memory.

“of course i’ve thought about you a lot. walking around here with that handsome face and thick ass of yours, rubbing it in my face. you know how many times i’ve wanted to just grab you by the hips, bend you over one of the lunch tables and just fucking pound your hole. don’t think I haven’t noticed that dick in your pants either.” he asked with a soft moan, eyes flicking closed for a second when he felt his cock starting to breach the mans hole, his eyes popped open once again, meeting davon’s own pretty eyes. he was gonna enjoy seeing them roll to the back of his head by how hard he was gonna fuck him.

harley knew this probably wasn't the most appropriate place to be doing this, any of his fellow godlings could walk by at any minute and see davon grinding on harley's long, thick cock. or hell chiron could even come by. those thoughts slowly slipped to the back of his mind, he wasn't the type of person to deny himself pleasure, especially when it came to fucking or getting fucked by boys as pretty as davon. "take your time, baby boy. we've get all night, let yourself get used to me." he let out a soft pleasured sigh as davon slowly started to rock down on his length, harley moved his lips to davon’s neck, pressing soft, sensual kisses along his skin, hands still gripping those thick cheeks, as the man got used to his size.

"I've heard...and it's always nice to hear. Especially from a whole meal like you." He hummed at the dragging of that dick sliding between his cheeks. Then, the warmth of Harley's mouth and that pressure around his nipple had Davon hissing low. His cock twitched, now sandwiched between his body and the Son of Hera. If it hadn't been for the water surrounding them, there would have been an oozing mess left upon the other's stomach.

"You've been thinking about me for awhile, haven't you?" He wasn't going to complain on the intimate attention being given to his body. Feeling those large and powerful hands spread his cheeks open and that crown kissing at his hole brought a wicked smirk to his lips. His hips started to wind, dragging his hole on the tip of Harley's thickness. He pushed backwards....just enough to start the breaching....

"Fuck," his whispered, leaning to kiss Harley again for a few seconds. The son of Artemis then pulled away, lifting him self up put of the water, at least enough for his own thick cock to rub up across the other demigod's face to tease before he was sinking back down and letting gravity take it's toll. "Ffffffff-uck," he groaned, finally pushing back down and getting the crown of that fat dick to pop past the ring of muscle as he sank onto the first few inches of the Son of Hera.

"Mmm, give me a moment..." He closes his eyes, biting his lower lip as he slowly rocked in adjustment to the other's hefty girth.

[godling-jesse]

After the night he'd had the previous day, Jesse really did need some time to unwind. As far as he was concerned, he was next to useless in the quest. While his team mates were coming together to fight, Jesse was off... doing his own thing. Needless to say, while everything did turn out alright in the end, it had nothing to do with him. He needed to forget, to think about something else. So why not don a toga and party?

"There you are," he called out to Davon once he spotted him. Gods, if there was one person he wanted to see, it was his 'twin.' "I've been looking for you." With a drink in hand, he walked over to slide in a seat beside the son of Artemis. While the night was still young, and Jesse was far from tipsy, though he had a feeling he was going to be headed in that direction very soon. "Having fun?"

@lunarxtique

[duckandash]

@lunarxtique

With so much going on, Axel went to find some solace in familiarity. He was feeling better both physically and mentally than he was a few days ago but the library was still where he felt pulled to spend his late nights. His current obsession made it easy to do so: a murder cult mystery that he’d just finished fighting with some other others.

Glasses on, papers strewn about with one large piece in the middle to help keep track of any actual possible leads, Axel probably looked like a cross from someone on a crime procedural show and a conspiracy theorist making his new crazy board.

Honestly, both were probably not far off.

His writing slowed when he saw a face he hadn’t seen in a while, his overly expressive face was unable to hide the surprise as he said, “Oh, uh. Hey!”

[raging-ale]

@lunarxtique

the thought of so many people around in one place always made him feel so out of place. this felt like it was not going to be any different, so he was going to make sure to just walk in and grab some food and keep to himself. hopefully no one was actually going to bother him while he was here. this was his chance to open up, meet the people that he was going to be putting his life on the line for - and all he wanted to do was eat and be left around, even if deep down he did want to break out of that hard shell, let someone in - just he couldn't bring himself to for the safety of the others around him. looking down at his food, he began to start over thinking on if he should even be here anymore. his head racing and that was when he began to start getting angry at himself. the urge to just jump up and toss his food out was riding the edge - he needed a distraction, to calm down.

[sonssofhecate]

Sethan   let   out   a   chuckle   and   shook   his   head.   "As   much   as   I   would   just   love   to   do   that,   I   don't   think   Belle   would   enjoy   having   another   cat.   Even   if   it's   me."   Sethan   said   with   a   fond   smile.   "The   little   prissy   diva." 

Sethan   listened   to   the   other   man's   words   before   nodding   his   head   at   them.   "A   little   delusion   never   hurt   somebody.   Kept   them   going   most   of   the   time."   Sethan   said   with   a   nod   of   his   head   and   a   chuckle   as   he   looked   at   Davon.   "But...Yeah.   If   you   ever   need   someone   to   talk   to   or   vent   too?   I'm   here.   And   all   that   corny   jazz."   Sethan   said   with   a   small   chuckle   and   a   smile. 

"Probably a cat would help." He says throwing a bit of sass but in honestly, it just rang true to what he'd said earlier on his vibes with animals versus people.

"But we'll see how it all pans out. That's the bottom line." Will these people prove him and his paranoia wrong? Was he really just projecting his past trauma onto them? Recent events only amplifying that feeling? Or...were they actually meant to be true companions? God, he hated the conflict. Maybe things would be different if he'd never left home in the first place.

"Though I'm sure things will get worse before they get better. It's usually how it goes..still. Trying to smile and hold on to a little faith. Delusional or not, it keeps me going."

[athenianwit]

closed for @lunarxtique location the amphitheater

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there were a few spots atticus liked to sneak away to when he wanted some peace and quiet. of course there was the lake but it was becoming a popular spot for the other godlings. one of the other locations was the amphitheater, used primarily for meetings. it was a beautiful day and atticus wanted to get some fresh air while reading. grabbing a snack from the kitchen, the son of athena made his way to the amphitheater when he spotted someone else already there. "oh," he stopped once he realized it was davon. "sorry, i didn't mean to interrupt you."

[athenianwit]

@lunarxtique asked ❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

the training grounds were usually filled with demigods, training the day away to be as strong as possible and yet nobody was there today. the big hitters, like calvin and silas, weren't there and atticus didn't have anyone he could study. the son of athena liked to spend his lunch time watching the other godlings so he could better come up with tactical plans in combat.

idly making his way to the center of the battle grounds, atticus held his spear in his hand as he studied a few of the other weapons left behind. he started to waving it around and pretending like he was going to throw it, as if he were in the midst of battle. that was until he heard a familiar voice behind him, dropping the spear and nearly falling on his ass. 

"you sure that's so wise?" atticus couldn't hold back the smile on his face, trying to be playful with the son of artemis. "aren't i ferocious?" 

[xfireforged]

@lunarxtique

It had come to a relief, really, to the son of Hephaestus when he had seen Davon's name pop up in the godlings group chat. Part of him had been afraid, really, that the son of Artemis had decided to leave the camp for good, joining the likes of the other godlings that decided this life wasn't for them, and that had saddened him. While he and Von certainly had had a connection prior to coming, he felt as though his connection with the other godling had only strengthened since coming here - the same said for his connection to the son of Aphrodite, too - and so he couldn't help but be glad that he had come back.

And yet... He couldn't help but feel as though there was something weighing on Von. Whether or not he'd want to talk about it, he wasn't sure, but he figured that at the very least, he'd be there for the other godling and let him know that he did, at least, have someone in his corner. And he figured that bringing over some food wouldn't hurt, either.

Making sure to gather the baozi that he had made, leaving some left over as a peace offering to some of the other godlings that he planned to reach out to, he headed to the newly rebuilt Artemis cabin and approached with a smile on his face. Letting his knuckles rap against the door, he waited for a moment until he saw Von. "Hey. Here's the bao, as requested," he stated, holding up the container of food in his hands. "Mind if I come in?"

[everestphillips]

"Maybe?" Everest said not entirely sure about his own capabilities. When he saw the other demigods, he could easily pin point what they were good at, but himself, it felt like it was harder to pinpoint. He knows that there's more, but it's not like he knows what he's looking for exactly. It was only a matter of time when he figured them out. For all he knew, they already manifested and he wasn't aware. Nah, that was dumb.

The son of Aphrodite continued his browsing, looking at every little thing that the civilians have made. It was not to notice the other following him, but it's not like it bothered him. Maybe he liked being close to people he was talking to.

"I guess you're right. They might become meaningless when you got people manipulating lightning and I think... lava?" Everything he was sounded so unreal. Something out of a fictional book. Something he needs to get used to being real, just like the bladed weapon he was waving around like some toy.

"Aren't you sweet? Are you sure you're not Aphrodite's true son?" He teased, though giving it a second thought, it could be likely. The man was rather stunning. Could have been on the front cover of magazines.

"Oh yeAH! That makes a lot more sense than what I was thinking. I thought you were like--I don't know, a stuntman or something. Though, you have the looks to be an actor," Everest went on, though he was caught off guard with the last word. He wasn't the type to blush, but he could tell his cheeks were painted pink for some reason now. "Everest Phillips. F1--" Then he remembered that didn't matter now. Ev was a new man. "Ev is just fine," he assured the other. "So are you going to be practicing with this weapon now?"

"I'm sure you have power that more than makes up for that, right?" Davon asked the other. The taste of blood didn't really affect him as much as he recalled before ambrosia. Better yet, the scent of iron was more potent to his senses. Although, now that bleeding wasn't an issue, he was left with the lingering scent of the other male's odor. There was something sweeter about the pheromones emanating from this young man than from any of the other godlings he'd encountered post ceremony.

He couldn't quite explain it. Why he smelt so enticing; what had drawn Davon in so much that he was now nonchalantly following the other godling about the armory as if he wanted to keep that scent teasing playfully with his receptors.

"Well, we're no longer in America. We can leave firearms behind us," he quipped as he stepped up close behind this stranger. At least until the other brandished a rapier, which caused Davon to put some slight distance back between them.

"Ah..." When the God parent was mentioned, it somehow made a bit of sense of why this guy was so damn attractive to his senses. His eyes went to the blade again, and he nodded in agreement with the statement.

"It's beautiful. Just like you are. I'd say it's a perfect fit for such a gorgeous man as yourself." He smiles, holding his chosen bow and stepping more to the side, behind the son of Love and Beauty.

"I'm a child of Artemis. Guess it explains why I always loved archery." He chuckled and smirked. "I'm Davon by the way. And you, Papi?"

[xfireforged]

@lunarxtique

After coming back from the middle of nowhere Arizona, fresh from their rendezvous with literal cowboys and a centaur, Matai couldn't help but feel on edge. He knew that there were a few guys that thought similarly to him, that they shouldn't have let their guard down and welcomed the cowboys with open arms and holes, and he wondered what they were thinking now that they were back home. One of those that he could tell had thought similarly to him was Von, the son of Artemis that he had had history with prior to the camp, and he had easily found him after lunch one afternoon.

"So, what did you think of the cowboys? Really?" Matai asked as he looked at the other, curiosity written in his eyes.

[xfireforged]

@lunarxtique

Extravagance wasn't anything new to Matai. Long before he became a champion mixed-martial-artist, he had attended many galas and lavish parties thrown by his mother on behalf of his father or thrown by some of his father's friends, business partners and "colleagues". Of course, as extravagant as they were, they certainly didn't hold a candle to the absolute feast that was bestowed upon the godlings as a copious amount of food and drink are set upon tables and seats are gathered around the large bonfire in the middle. For the feast happening in the middle of the woods in the middle of - well, Matai actually doesn't know where they are, but it might as well be in the middle of - nowhere, it was definitely grander than some of the parties he had attended at mansions alongside his family while his father was trying to parade him around as part of the perfect family. And it had even some of the big Hollywood parties beat, too.

Glancing around the congregation of tables, looking at all of the other demigods that were seated and enjoying the festivities, he couldn't help but let his eyes land upon one he had yet to run into until now. Someone else that he knew had tasted the splendor that Hollywood had to offer and he wondered, briefly, how they thought this feast compared to it. The other part of him had wondered if, perhaps, Davon had been hiding from him - the two of them having hooked up at one party that they had both been at and had kept contact with, and occasionally got together, before their song of their blood called to them. Was Davon trying to distance himself or was he, like Matai, just busy training for the role he was prepared to take in the war that was to come?

Either way, Matai realized that now was the best time to approach. The best time to greet the other and see just where they stood. Did he want them to forget about their hookups and start anew, to leave the past in the past - as they were letting go of their claim to fame for a chance to be heroes that lived in infamy - or did he even want to acknowledge Matai's presence there? Whatever the case might be, Matai knew that he needed to know where they stood because at the end of the day, they were going to be fighting together at some point or another.

"How do you think this feast compares to the parties in Hollywood?" Matai started as he approached the younger male, a chalice of whiskey in his hands as he offered a dimpled smile to Davon. "Personally? For a party in the woods, it seems a lot grandeur than half the parties I've attended. Then again, I suppose Los Angeles is known for pretty wild parties and not necessarily grand ones, ey?"

Taking a sip from his drink, he moved to gesture in Davon's direction. "No wonder I couldn't keep my eyes off of you at that first party we attended, though. Figures that someone as beautiful as you would be the son of a God."

[duckandash]

@lunarxtique

While he could make an educated guess or two, Axel didn't know exactly where Atlantis was. It didn't take any anthropological knowledge to figure out it'd be underwater. That meant it'd be somewhere dark and, more importantly, cold. So when he'd heard the six demigods had returned from their (diplomatic?) mission, Axel came by to intercept them at the shore of the lake with a drink carrier filled with hot coffees and hot chocolates. He held it out towards Davon for him to pick from. "Figured you wanna knock some of the chill off your bones. Want one?"

[godling-jesse]

"Of fucking course he did. We wake up when the sun does," as if it were an obvious fact. Honestly most people who knew Jesse around camp knew that about him by now. Granted, Sol's presence was a little new to most people. Jesse reached out hand and instinctively grazed the scales along his drakes neck, an affectionate sign of recognition, one the drake seemed to appreciate instantly. 

While Sol didn't show any signs of obvious distaste toward being called a 'shithead,' even jesse noticed the creature snort at that 'term of endearment.' Simon would learn very quickly the pride of dragons, at least of this particular sun drake.

"Quick tip, they don't like to be called shitheads, or 'cute'," he clarified right away, more so with an amused grin than anything else. "And I don't know about any moonlight shit. I think I just got straight up night shit," he said, and with that, his eyes went jet black, and as he did so, all of the light seemed to be sucked out of the area, what sunlight had been shining on them seemed to be averted, Sol growled in confusion, both at Jesse and at Simon, before bounding into the Apollo cabin for cover. A heavy cloud of darkness sunk around them. He opened his eyes, his gaze still jet black. "Is this something you can do?"

Jesse got one quick up-down in the lack of anything on, before Simon leered at him.

"Woke me up in my fucking cabin at sunrise, the shithead." His words had little heat in them, as he waved his arm to summon and/or signal the borrowed/stolen dragon before its actual partner.

"I mean, maybe he's kinda cute, or whatever. Or not. I don't fucking know dragons." He shrugged. "So did you get my moonlight shit or not?"