#yvesderosesexy

[necroheir]

promises were best made with a sober mind because by the fourth day, viktor zalessky was going through the worst withdrawal symptoms ever. now that yves lived with him, it was doubly more difficult to slip in a quick sip of vodka, and even if he got away with it in the act, there was no telling if yves could smell it on his clothes. but he was slowly keeling to the temptation as that fine bottle of vodka on his counter whispered to him in the night. one sip couldn’t hurt, and yves would be none-the-wiser about it. snowpea had followed him out to the kitchen as he held his vice by the neck, and gestured the universal shushing motion to the kitten. “shh, don’t tell your mama.”

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[btchcrft]

“are you sure you want to do this?” kian asks yves, hands on his hips as he stands in the doorway of his room. he’s not even sure how yves got into the mageia house—credence more likely than not—but he finds the son of aphrodite asking him to contact the dead. “it can be tricky and dangerous.” a hand moves from his hips to comb through his curls, pushing them out of his face. hazel eyes stare at yves. “but if you’re sure, come inside. i’ll need your help to set it up so we can be somewhat safe.” he holds the door open for yves to enter, wondering why the other man wants to make contact with the dead and who he might want to talk to. 

[scaledmedic]

It’s been a while since he and Yves chatted. He didn’t see the man at the party--perhaps due to his own late arrival--but he didn’t hear anything bad about him, either. Did that mean all was well? He hoped so. Not all problems were aired out to the world. Julian found him coming out of Aspida of all places; he knew Viktor and he were together, but he didn’t know more than that. 

Julian waved over to the son of Aphrodite, himself walking from the training grounds. Serpent staff at hand, it was a morning well spend. “Good morning, Yves. It’s been a little while; did you have fun at the party?” 

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[thriceblessed]

@yvesderosesexy​ 

trying to get used to his new home called for lots of exploration. lucky for genaro, there didn’t really seemed to be many demigods roaming about. some of the others houses seemed packed while he could roam about freely and not bump into someone. 

just as luck would have it, this time he did. he was staring at the large wall to rock climb when he spotted someone from the corner of his eyes. “maybe this house was bigger than i thought.” he smiled slightly as his eyes washed over the man.

“genaro oberdon wardwell, enchanté.“ he stepped closer to the man and bowed slightly, leaving a hand out to hold is and kiss his knuckles. “are you a fellow aspida or just visiting?“ 

[catiestlyx]

Yves Icons

[rldlnghood]

for @yvesderosesexy​ :: sissel’s game

barely on instagram, ivan only had a profile functional enough to make deals, track customers, put two and two together when someone was trying to give him the slip. he’d seen plenty of the flower crown things before. but he never thought he’d be on the receiving end.

eyes closed, clumsy fingers working his own wreath of blossoms, he waited patiently. “you’re keeping with my theme, right? black. pink is fine, white and red for maybe.”

[swordofvengeance]

when he comes to his entire body feels like a bruise. there’s a few of them littering his tanned flesh. his eyes blink open slowly and he sees an unfamiliar ceiling over his head. he groans out as a spike of pain surges up his side and he rolls over, eyes squeezing shut for a moment. he counts to five, breathing in slowly, before he opens them again. there, across from him, is a familiar face. “fuck.” gideon says lowly, rolling onto his back again. “they got you, too.” he turns his head toward yves, a frown settling on his lips.  

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[knightmaring]

@yvesderosesexy​

Task: [  Make your way through the thorny maze together, and try not to get pricked!  ]

“They have a maze.” Hudson suddenly props up behind Yves, his face, neck and hands scarred with thin, faint lines. Rust metal eyes shift towards the direction of the supposed death trap of vines and thorns, excitement and curiosity at the prospect of challenge that didn’t involve dead people trying to eat you.  “You’ve been to the maze yet?”

[asher-jones]

Decorate and play with Yves’ hair. Weave flowers into it, braid it, be creative!

“Just hold still, Yves!” he murmered as he began his attempt at braiding the son of Aphrodite’s wavy hair together. “You know I’m not good at this kind of thing,” he admitted. “At least not like you are... but I think it’s starting to come together.” As he spoke, he began weaving an assortment of while flowers into his golden locks, almost like a tiara. “Don’t worry, by the time we’re done, I’ll have you looking like the prettiest fairy prince at the festival. Well... second prettiest,” he teased as he started weaving in a particularly vibrant peach blossom toward the front, as sort of a center piece.

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[drmthief]

[ @yvesderosesexy​ ]

the boat rocks on the river, smashing against the four others as if it’s a race to get to their ending destination. part of romeo wonders why they need to split up if all the rivers lead to the same place. but maybe the destination isn’t the end result, maybe they need to see what malik has done to each river, how he’s turned this place happier, like charon said. 

hazel eyes flicker from the other boats toward yves, golden tipped fingers tap the edge of the boat. 

“i know you’d rather i be in any other boat. but i’m here.” his gaze move away from yves now, out toward the others. “you don’t need to worry about protecting me or having my back. i’ll be fine and not slow you down, but don’t slow me down, either.”

he pauses, inhale, exhale. 

“and we’ll be fine.”

[necroheir]

it was getting colder in norway. viktor, having lived in the woods before, knew how drastically the temperature dropped when there were trees all around. never mind asking him about the science of it; he just knew to start stocking up on firewood this time of year. bracing himself for a blistering winter much like russia, he was out chopping firewood and wrapping them in manageable bundles. just the mere thought of cozying up by an open fire tonight with a homemade stew in his hands drove him to work faster and more excitably. he kept the axe splintered in the stump as yves came by. “yves!” he called out to the other. “do you need wood?”

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[btchcrft]

[ suit up and defend the camp from monsters with @yvesderosesexy​ ]

“fuck!” kian can hear the sound of a bell ringing through the camp and can hear frantic screams coming from some of the faeries as they run toward the courtyard and away from the forest. he didn’t think anything like this would happen during a time of celebration but what does he know? scowling, eyes sifting from silver to obsidian, he pulls and laces leather armor over his see-through shirt. “yves!” he sees the son of aphrodite. “care to team up with me?” he asks. his hands are clenched into fists and dark tendrils of energy crackle around his closed hands, waiting to lash out at whatever is attacking his new home. 

[scaledmedic]

The boat ride, as far as Viktor said, was an interesting one. More or less two lovers going out with a bang, which left Romeo and Miles none the wiser. Sort of. Julian left his and Vince’s tent to keep watch with the fire. Surrounded by soot, cars, oil drums and imps, it truly was an eery hell-scape. Quiet and concerning, all wrapped in one. Julian looked over his shoulder when he noticed Yves joining the fray. After Gideon’s soul left into its next phase of life, he had a harder time to let the actual ‘death’ sink in.

“Good morning--or is it good evening? Hard to tell with the underworld. How’s Undertown treating you?”

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[thriceblessed]

@yvesderosesexy​ 

"i was finally formally introduced to your prince charming.” not like there were a lot of men in their house, but as genaro had come to find out that also made it easier to hide. although when he walked up to yves, he was nothing but cordial about it. “you have a real keeper there. i’m glad that you two found each other here. it must’ve been hard taking all of this in alone.” he definitely made sure to keep his distance, but he wasn’t uncomfortable with talking alone with the other. he made certain promises to viktor and he was going to keep them.

[unchevalnoir]

☮ !!

friendship headcanon

Jude has one close friend; his cousin Henry. Part of the Swedish side of Jude’s family, the pair were raised together sparingly during holidays and business trips. Being the same age, they bonded through the pains of a famed family and puberty, sharing their deepest thoughts with each other even while apart. Traditionally pen pals, it hurt Jude to learn that through accepting this path of godhood Henry has entirely forgotten he exists. He no longer has his cousin to lean on as he did in his previous life--but perhaps this is for the best...

[godspeednpcs]

yvesderosesexy said: "AGATHYS?" Yves' gentle knock announces his arrival well before the call. "Do you have a minute? I need help with something." Yves locates the witch easily once inside and presents her with a winning smile. "I was wondering if you could help me find someone. Viktor's son."

the winning smile, while it might have worked on others, hardly incited anything but a subtle lift of the brow from agathys. she continued to concoct her potion, various ingredients in flasks and bottles pouring into the cauldron in front of her in precise, measured amounts. “it sounds mundane enough of a job for you to waste someone else’s time with it, child,” she said. 

𝐘𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐒