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shesneak·.

she remembers, the coin burning a hole in her back pocket.   she doubts he could catch up if she started running,     he’s a  demigod.    trouble was sure to follow him,    if it hasn’t already.   but he reminds her of her brother,    and so she stays.    “    if it’s so useless, why d’ya want it back so bad  ?    ”

         a brow raises     ,     one shoulder shrugging as he peeks around slowly.     “     it was a gift.     from my father.     “     he risks a glance up towards the clouds     ;     no doubt jupiter was watching him     ,     berating him for being idiotic enough to get his only weapon on him stolen by some girl that refused to hand it over.     “     and he can get pretty thunderous when i lose stuff he gives me.     “

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my doggies are at the new place!!! i’ve missed them so much!! i love my puppies!!!!!

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vindictiveolympianqueen replied to your post “u know what jason needs? a long hug n a bottle of vodka”

Hera will show up with both tbh

pls he needs either or both

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cosmostreaked replied to your post “u know what jason needs? a long hug n a bottle of vodka”

one of these is not like the other

he’s going thru some Stuff.

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gonna clock out, catch me here.

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u know what jason needs? a long hug n a bottle of vodka

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shesneak·.

her eyes find the drachma,  and  her inner voice is telling her to run.  though, for once her feet remain planted to the ground. the wings at her heels cease to flutter and something is telling her to stay.  she swipes the money before he has a chance to regret his actions all save for the greek coins he offers.     “   you’re no fun.    it’s too easy to steal from you.   ”    

             fingers slip the rest of the coins back into his pocket     ,     but his eyes narrow slightly onto the girl before him.     “     give me the other coin before you go.     the one in your back pocket.     thank you.     “     truth be told     ,     he could probably take it back from her if he tried.     but he is trying not to scare the girl off.

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so we’re pretty much all moved in at the new place, i’m covered in bruises from moving furniture and i think i’ve fractured a finger? who knows. it fucking kills.

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okay i gotta go to sleep for reals now. add me on dis/cord @ one tired bitch.#9714

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shesneak·.

her eyes scan him head to toe,  narrowing at his hand.   “    i’m Nobody.  ”    slowly, she slips the coin in her back pocket.   there’s a brief pause before she takes his hand.  brows quirk up curious,   “   then do ya’ got anything else to give me ?   maybe something of value, this time?    ”   

              “     well hey there     ,     Nobody.     “     a brow raised still     ,     lips smirking as he shakes her hand.     he hums softly     ,     reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a few drachma     ,     and several other coins     ,     some notes..     “     got about ten bucks     ,     if that’s helpful     ?     “

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                               lightning in your veins     ,     thunder in your heart     ,     the world upon your shoulders.     remember to breathe     ,     and most importantly     ?     try not to die.          ©

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hide, hide, hide. hide from your fears, hide from your troubles, hide from the gods above that scream to you. go somewhere they can’t find you, you will not be a part of legend. you do not want any part of it.       daughter of hermes oc, as told by bella.

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j/ason g/race is either ur adoptive father , ur brother or ur boyfriend there’s no in between

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shesneak·.

“   pretty sells.   ”    a girl’s got to eat.   she tosses the coin through the air, to let it land flat in her palm.    she inspects it closer,   trying  to read the inscription. there was something about the tiny coin that held weight to it.  an itch in her palm, screaming to her that it was really something better.    “    ivlivs.  —- is that your name  ?  ”   

               a brow raises     ,     shrugging.     “     that won’t get you enough for a week’s worth of dinner     ,     kid.     “     he scoffs quietly     ,     shaking his head.     “     no.     it’s somethin’ of my dad’s.     my name’s jason.     “     he holds out the opposite hand     ,     to shake     ,     not reclaim the coin.     “     what’s yours     ?     “

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"How the fuck did you do that?"

FUCK SENTENCE MEMES.     /     ACCEPTING.

             a sheepish laugh     ,     hand coming up to scratch nervously at the back of his neck.     “     uh     –     my dad is the god of lightning     ,     so i can kind of manipulate it.     “     he’s preparing to hear the usual response to that     ;     that he’s insane.

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why do ...... why do the majority of my canon muses have crushes on each other

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that’s so sad, she’ll steal him things

thank you, he appreciates it