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[revivemyreverie]

My part of the TWST OC yearbook zine on Twitter!

It’s a rather old piece, as I made it before Nox was moved and Coppelia was still in beta! Still, I hope you guys enjoy it!

[undergroundrockpress]

Illustration by John Astrop, 1971

[kururu418]

Sisters Of Olympus

“The Greek Pantheon will be led into a new era by a goddess, but it most certainly will not be Hera. No, only I am fit to take the helm. I along with my sisters of course…”  Asterope looks down on nearly everyone in or outside her own pantheon, but there are a select few she’s found worthy of her leadership and loyalty. The Sisters of Olympus are the only figures she Asterope deems as true allies, and having seen the potential in them most others in their pantheon had not, she considers them more siblings than her own blood relatives by Zeus. The group is fiercely loyal to one another and tight knit, and tend to give Hera quite a bit of trouble since they’re a rather rebellious bunch. She keeps a close eye on them, knowing if anyone would usurp her title, it’d likely be them. 

Asterope (Daughter of Zeus): The leader and youngest child of Zeus. Her power speaks for itself, and more than a few people assume she will manage to usurp Hera at some point. Though they worry her rule will be just as ironclad and ruthless as her father’s. She trust her sisters above all else, and takes any move against them as a personal slight.  

Pandae (Daughter Of Heracles): A child fathered by Heracles during his time in India. Even as young as she is her strength is quickly catching up to her father’s. She’s an energetic young lass who Asertope quickly found both potential and amusement in. She brought her into the group and plans to nurture her strength. Pandae is the most rambunctious of the group, eager to prove herself and serve who she believes will one day rule their pantheons.    

Makaria (Daughter of Hades): A young goddess of death, and the youngest of the group. Due to her father and status most tend to avoid her, but Asterope fears no one and nothing, and seeing how powerful she could grow to be offered her company. Makaria is simply glad someone outside of the Underworld is willing to stand her company. 

Syssa (Daughter of Ares): The muscle of the group. Her amulet usually keeps her calm and mellow, but she becomes a powerful and near unstoppable force when it’s removed. People tended to steer clear of her due to her unpredictable nature, but proved she could more than handle her strength, and far from fear it, respected and sought to put it to use.  

Benthesikyme (Daughter of Poseidon): One of Poseidon’s overlooked children. Bitter about the lack of attention from her father, she was more than surprised when Asterope approached her and acknowledged her strength. Eager to align with someone who recognized her worth, she pledged her might to Asterope, vowing to help her become the new supreme goddess, and to cement her own status at the next ruler of the seas when her father’s time was done. Vain, condeeded, and obsessed with her own beauty, her only loyalties are to herself and her real sisters.  

Angelia (Daughter of Hermes): A lesser known daughter of Hermes. Despite being the swiftness and most powerful of his offspring, her siblings tend to get more of the attention from those outside of their family. After slaying an invading titan who’d bared it’s fangs at Asterope, she offered her a spot among her entourage and vowed to give her Hermes spot. An offer she quickly accepted. The personification of ‘the message’, she hears quite a bit through Olympus and beyond, and keep Asterope informed on whatever she can.

Art by @harchibudytgorichi!

Syssa belongs to @doomface

[guy60660]

John Astrop | Eric Hill | Letterform

[rosietrace]

『 Loving a Marigold 』

Characters featured: Durante Astrope(@revivemyreverie), Camilla Marigold

Mentioned: Camilla Marigold, Victoria Shard

Pairing: Durante Astrope x Camilla Marigold

Synopsis: “What is it like, to love a Marigold?”

Warning(s): Potentially ooc, Camilla doesn't make an appearance but is explicitly mentioned, soft(?) Durante, one Aldrich reference, Durante's probably so ooc oml I flopped 😭

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

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“What does love feel like?”

A question he was asked.

The first time he was asked, he didn't know how to answer. Upholding justice was, first and foremost, his priority.

His ideals came first.

They always did.

Right?

Well, yes, for a time.

But then she came along.

Durante didn't know what became of himself. What sort of person he became in the vicinity of her.

But something…. Something about her urged him to never pull away whenever there came a chance when he got to hold her.

It was wrong. So wrong to love her, when she was a walking representation of what his ideals oppose.

A liar. A manipulator. God forbid, a God damn gossipmonger.

She was, in every sense of the word, someone he was meant to oppose. Someone he saw as a reminder of why he must uphold his ideals in such high regard.

“Love?” Durante looked up at the darkness of the horizon, eyes softening. “A trivial concept, love is…”

He looked down, tracing the back of his hand with an uncharacteristically soft undertone in the way he spoke. “.... What have you done?” he asked.

“What have you done to me, Camilla?”

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨ஓ๑♡๑ஓ୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

To love a Marigold is to love a challenge.

She was always so blunt, so honest about how she felt about his ideals — the little regard she had for the justice he so desperately wished to uphold.

It annoyed him, actually.

She annoyed him.

But she had her moments. Of weakness, of kindness, and undeniable affection for both him and the world that surrounded them.

“If you ask me, you didn't need to do this,” he would grumble, grimacing in pain as Camilla stitched up one of the wounds he received from a fight.

She'd click her tongue, and shake her head. “I insist, Du,” she would assure him, kissing his cheek for the briefest of seconds before continuing to stitch him back to recovery.

Durante paused, still feeling — processing — the sensation of her lips touching his cheek.

And perhaps, he wished it touched his lips.

Not that he ever told that to Camilla. He didn't need to.

She always knew what he was thinking. Even without any telepathic abilities, she always knew.

I guess that's one of the talents she acquired from being the gossiper she was, Durante figured.

Regardless, there was always a part of him that felt…. At ease around her. Despite her gossiping tendencies.

And when he first discovered that, he didn't know if he liked it or not.

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨ஓ๑♡๑ஓ୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

To love a Marigold is to endure arguments.

Arguments were inevitable. In relationships, they were there to keep both parties in balance.

Durante knew that very well.

So why did he always feel strings tug at his chest whenever he and Camilla fought with one another?

He never understood why, but seeing the hurt in her eyes after he yelled something particularly displeasing to her… Made him feel an unexplainable level of guilt.

Durante knew one thing for certain, at least.

Even if an argument was particularly harrowing to both parties, they'd always — somehow — find each other back in each other's arms.

At the very least, they held more functionality in their relationship compared to Victoria and her obsessive prince.

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨ஓ๑♡๑ஓ୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

To love a Marigold…. Is to love them despite their flaws.

He thought he hated her. Durante always thought he'd never see Camilla as anything outside a walking representation of what he opposes.

And Camilla hated him back, for the sole reason that she knew he hated her.

She just didn't know why.

And it killed her. It killed her to know that with each passing day, with each coincidental interaction they'd share, she felt it.

Felt the growing feelings she had for him.

Camilla hated that feeling. She hated that feeling so much because she believed that no matter what she felt for Durante, he wouldn't love her back.

But he did.

He actually did. He loved her so much, he couldn't imagine a life where they never met. A life where he never got to hold her in his arms and hesitate to let go.

Durante wanted her. He wanted to hold her, to love her. To assure her that regardless of her ‘flaws’, he loved her anyway.

He didn't care about her curse and the effects it had on her hair. He may have hated her singing, and her gossiping most definitely, but his love always weighed over that.

Durante knew that she was cruel. That she was twisted, and cunning, and manipulative, and someone who'd willingly oppose justice.

But did that stop him from wrapping his arms around her with such hesitancy, his eyes narrowed and jaw clenched as he whispered — “I love you, God damn it,” into her ears?

No.

No, it didn't.

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[dancyrilkingston]

Cards from The Oracle of Radiant Sun by Caroline Smith and John Astrop

[thatconfusedanon]

mrow mrrrp mew

| He blinks at the anon before gently bapping them. |

Mrrw.

[astrocuentosbienconta2]

Astronomía en Series: La esfera Armilar

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Day 18: Sun 🌞

Oracle of the Radiant Sun

by Caroline Smith and John Astrop

Published by REDFeather

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[revivemyreverie]

what does durante think abt the dormhead of heartslabyul…

special thanks to anon for getting rev to draw her favorite twst character for once.

[desertdragon]

Got burger king crowned yesterday I forgor to post

Don’t technically have full certification bc I have to unlock the mentor roulette still, Burge King

[vixxdaemon]

Would you like to share your thoughts with the public about O’saAbella? Like anything, whether that would be the reason why you started shipping them, au's, scenarios that are running in your head 24/7 ect.

I was hoping for this day to come…

Alright so, it all started when I saw this happen in the confessional cutscene, when you tell O’saa you have a crush on someone from the train. First person he mentions is Abella :

Like, this is undoubtedly meant to be Abella, no doubt. So certainely he must at least perceive her as attractive for him to think of her literally above anyone else. (He does mention Karin instead of you play as Abella but like. Most likely cause it’s just that, you already are Abella so he would not ask you if you are into Abella lol.)

THEN FUNNILY ENOUGH the way I started to ship O’saa and Abella together was by wondering if they were any fics with…Ah, Abella tending to O’saa, if you catch my drift. Take care of him. In bed. Dominating him, gonna say things as they are. (There weren’t any at the time.)

So it lead me to think of them more and actually realize that their dynamic would be entertaining to see and how they would actually make a cute couple. I started to look for more things between them in game, and besides the Party Talks that are pretty fucking funny, I had figured out something.

In the Tunnel 1, exactly where you can recruit O’saa, the only way to get him in your party is having him ask you if you know anything of the tunnels you are in, you HAVE to reply to him in the affirmative.

(Source is on wiki gg, but feel free to go check that out of yourself, you will see that he won’t suggest to join you if you tell him you don’t understand what is happening in the tunnels.)

So, guess who amongst literally everyone in the Contestants that is well versed in machines and more importantly, tunnels ?

That’s right, Abella. The Mechanic.

What I am suggesting right here is that it’s highly likely that «canonically» (as in the intended storyline that happens during Termina), Abella is the person finding O’saa and helping him out. Not only because she knows how the tunnels works, but also she is most definitely one of the few characters that would be willing to take in a wounded person with her and help them get back to their feet in the cast.

Now there isn’t even this evidence we have in canon, but there is also the fact that their personalities are opposites, and even more than that, some of their themes too, all the while having actually quite important points in common. Let me explain.

Abella has grown up a caregiver, having helped her parents take care of her younger siblings since she is a child. She has an actually quite peppy personality beyond that frown on her portrait, she enjoys romance books and literature. She expresses sadness or disgust at death, if not straight up distress when she sees people actively suffering (the people hanging at the ceiling yelling at the shopping district of Prehevil). Abella suffers for others, as she Moonscorches literally while she is trying to find pieces for the train, doing a thing she always did : helping other people.

O’saa has grown up most of his life away from his family, and since really young has adopted a «fend for yourself and only yourself» kind of mentality. He does not care for the homeless, if not immediately mocking them, he is completely unphased at violence and the suffering of others, he even threatens to hurt YOU if you come too close to him for his liking. O’saa suffers for himself, as we can see his Moonscorch reveals his struggle with wishing for his autonomy and escaping the control of higher powers.

That being said, the points in common they have is that they are both very very dependant and self reliant, both very much the kind of character to take matters into their own hands and get their own hands dirty to get what they want. And if they want something, they WILL get it by all means necessary (see Abella’s Ending B of her learning astrophysics and building a whole ass spaceship to get in contact with the Moon, while O’saa’s Ending B is him BECOMING the higher power, aka a cult leader, to not be controlled anymore and instead BE the one in control, which in my opinion is tragic in its own right but I won’t elaborate on O’saa on his own here.)

All that being said, as a couple I would imagine that most of it would happen outside of Prehevil, in a canon divergent ending of Termina.

Abella, knowing O’saa is erudite about magic and the surnatural, would ask to stay in contact with him because she feels the need to know more about what happened during the festival. O’saa would accept, happy to have an occasion to have his ego being stroked while he teaches someone else about what he knows.

The pair would travel the world to learn new things, spend a lot of time together, and Abella would even teach O’saa a thing or two about mechanics as a trade off for him teaching her about the occult.

Eventually both would have feelings about eachother…On Abella’s side it feels natural for it to happen, as they do spend a lot of time with eachother and enjoy eachother’s companies and hobbies. On O’saa’s side though…needless to say he is having an existential crisis because he did not even know having simple, romantic feelings for someone was even possible for him. I think sexual feelings he views as not shameful, because it’s what his body would need and not his feelings, but there he is having a proof that he’s not as dead inside as he tried to be for years.

Abella is aware of this, as O’saa grows visibly more hesitant and dare I even say coy with showing affection to her that goes a bit too uncomfortably close to the line between simple friendship and romantic attentions. She decides to let him figure it out by himself, but that does not mean she doesn’t enjoy seeing him very subtly avoid her gaze when their eyes meet.

I also have. A whole thing with me and associating them with Gro-Goroth and Sylvian imagery. This bit is not a theory or trying to prove anything being canon, but it’s more about symbolism and narratives that I like to associate with them cause I do like some religious imagery. I can most definitely get into detail about it, but the post is already too long as it is by itself LOL

Hopefully this will feed your curiosity.

[dancyrilkingston]

Cards from The Oracle of Radiant Sun by Caroline Smith and John Astrop

[forever70s]

images from Booze by June Dutton & Edith Vancour (1967)

art by John Astrop & Eric Hill

[d1onysusw1n3]

★ Daughter of dionysus ★

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐬 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ 1:35 ───ㅇ───── 3:47

"𝓘'𝓶 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼"

"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓈 "

└────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘

Tw: crazy with a mix of mania, heated make out, and slight sexual themes not the whole Shabang tho. 🦭🍇

You know as the daughter of Dionysus, I wasn't expected to be sane.

"Yo D whaddup!" I lazily smirk down at my dad while dapping him up.

"How's it going favorite." He returns dapping me up with a crisp smack.

Me and him don't have the most normal relationship, but  i'm okay with that, At least it's not like daddy issues over here.

I look over to some curly blonde haired kid with blue eyes, he goes on about wanting to see his father and if Dionysus could help him.

I turn on my heels immediately uninterested, actually i was thinking bout the time i drew a dick on clarisse's forehead with a black paint marker, now that was legendary. Imagine trying to scrub a giant penis off your forehead realizing that it wont budge a inch, dessert privileges were lost, but seeing clarisse with her usual smug smile wiped off and beautiful art work plastered on her forehead, was like a full course dessert table served in front of me on a golden platter.

I walk over to the black smiths to see my friends Jake and Amy, we were known to be the outcasts, we aren't children feining over glory or some bullshit praise from the gods, we were looking for trouble instead.

"Yo Jake" I slide onto the desk he sketches his new weapons project for Amy, the daughter of Hephaestus, Jake hisself was a Hermes boy, not my proudest moment befriending one of them, but he's cool in my book.

You see we're the trouble trio, my charm mixed with Jake's amazing ability to steal and Amy's ability to craft anything we needed for our stupid ideas, we were practically unstoppable.

"Whatcha drawing?" I quirk my head to the side as he quickly scrambles his notebook closed.

"Birthday surprise, don't push it anymore, Mr. D threatened to chop off my toes and feed them to tartarus if i snitched this time." Jake shuddered at the thought of my dad threatening his life. 

"Pshh light work, i would've unleashed tartarus in your room instead" I smirk at his mouth dropping wide open.

"And there goes Astrope, always one upping Mr.D's unstable craziness, somehow" Amy rolls her eyes at our bickering.

I push my wine colored hair out of my face and into a pony tail. My sea green eyes with specks of violet in the iris trails back to Luke Castellan the camps golden boy, He defines the word glory, always trying to prove something to someone, if you asked me, i think he's a garde A loser.

"Who else is gonna carry on the legacy" I say booping Jake on the nose.

"Wow very mature of you princess" Luke rolls his eyes.

"Why thank you, I think I'm rather mature myself pretty boy."

I look over to see him slightly blush and look down.

Cute.

"Anywayyys, I'm throwing a party later, thanks giving and all, who's joining." Amy takes a seat next to Jake leaning her elbows on the table.

"Why thank you for the personal invitation, but you're only throwing this party so you can scout out the new ares boy this year." I roll my eyes at her.

"And so what, the new curly brunette is fine." She says with dreamy eyes.

"Your type is brunette curly hair daddy issues and anger management." I say taking the apple Jake was eating, he prostest me with a small 'hey', but that doesn't stop me as I chomp a fat bite in the middle of said apple.

"Hands off, troglodyte. Getcha own apple" Jake huffs while snatching his apple back.

"Booo tomato tomato tomatooooo" I blow a raspberry at him as we get up to head to dinner.

Luke follows Amy on her trail like a lost puppy, everyone suspected he was whipped for her,what they didn't know was my deep crush for the boy ever since I met him, it's a horrible love triangle.

"Well if you want me to get the goods you're gonna have to distract the camps janitor." I say sitting down at the Hermes table with the three for dinner.

"Huh why?" Luke questions.

"Well Luke, Chiron find alcohol In my cabin, bad." I say slowly shaking my head.

"But if Chiron finds alcohol in the janitors cabin, he'll just think he hates his job or something." I shrug.

"So basically you're saying you hid alcohol in dito's cabin." Jake grinned at the challenge.

"That's his name?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Yeah.. what have you been calling him the whole time.." Luke looks at me crazy.

"Irrelevant.." I roll my eyes.

"So we need a plan we can't just walk into the janitors cabin and grab wine out a hiding place" Amy says munching on her celery sticks.

"Righttttt about that. I hid the alcohol there two summers ago and forgot the hiding place so we're gonna need two on watch out and two on rummage duty" I cringe.

"Astrope I should slap the living shit out of you right now. But in the fear of Tartarus and what Mr D would do to me, you are off the hook." Jake says straight faced with a finger pointed at me.

"Look here goes dito right now." Amy whispers.

"We could distract him now, then three of you can head to his cabin?" Jake said shrugging.

"How are we going to distract him." Luke says with an eyebrow raised.

I chuckle sarcastically then go straight faced looking into his eyes.

"Watch the master do her job." I say getting up from the table and turning around hitting dito on the shoulder on accident.

"OH DEER, IM SO SORR-"

I cut him off pulling a spoon out of my pocket, gripping the back of his head and pushing it to his jugular.

"ARE YOU THREATENING ME, CHUCK." I scream.

This takes everyone's attention allowing the three to sneak away.

"MY NAMES NOT CHUCK.." his voice wavers.

I pull the spoon back pointing it in this face while walking backwards.

"AND DONT FORGET IT." I yell turning around so I could sprint to dittos cabins.

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I slide the window to dito's cabin open abruptly falling face first onto the floor scaring the three to death.

"JESUS ASTROPE A WARNING NEXT TIME" Jake yells.

"Uhhh warning?" I shrug laying on my stomach kicking my feet back and fourth.

"How bout you get up and help look, you lost it princess." Luke says rummaging through cabinets.

"Right, check the floor I remember putting it in a secret wooden floor board that slides open." I sigh getting up looking under the bed for it.

Instead I find skimpy lace panties and diamond earrings.

"OUU EARINGS." I say dangling them by my head.

Out of no where the lunch lady walks into dittos cabin wearing a skimpy silk robe and.. I don't want to know what's under.

She clutches her heart and gasps.

"DITO GET IN HERE!!" She yells.

"FOUND IT!" Amy screams throwing the box out into the long cushioned grass.

Quick I need a distraction.

I take out my blow torch lighter and fire it over by the sheer curtains hanging by dittos bed.

"YEAH DITO GET IN HERE! SO YOU CAN WATCH ME LIGHT YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE." I scream back at her.

I look around to see Luke scramble out the window so I jump out with him and close it behind me.

Amy takes the box and run with all of us behind her we make our grand escape behind Zeus's cabin deep into the woods where a bunch of the people in on the party we're helping us by decorating.

"REALLY? LIGHT YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE ASTRO?" Jake yells at me waving his hands around.

"Well it worked I didn't see you making a distraction?" I roll my eyes.

Everyone just looks at me stupidly shaking their heads. Jake even started to boo me, followed with a train of boos.

I hop on a log pointing at them all.

"GIVE ME YOUR BOOS I AM NOURISHED, BY YOUR HATRED." I yell.

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Luke pov

To say Astrope was crazy is an understatement. To be honest I don't know how I even developed a crush on her.

It just happened, her crazy and flirty attitude just draws me in somehow. It's like a drug, you taste some and it's never ending.

To say she was the daughter of the god of ecstasy was an understatement.

She just seems so carefree and untouchable. It's hard to make a move on someone who never takes anything seriously.

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Astrope pov

Surprisingly the party so far was a success.

even after our scandalous breaking and entering fiasco.

Many people were having fun, except for Amy. The ares boy she had her eye on, and even asked out, had ditched her to talk to a pretty Aphrodite kid.

I see her and Luke talking, him resting a hand on her shoulder for comfort. It kind of ticked me off, but bros before hoes yall.

I sigh grabbing my dagger out of my holster sitting down next to Luke and her by the lake in the sand.

a couple of feet away from the party in the woods. Nobody could really see us, but I noticed her running off and Luke trailing behind her, so I followed.

"Who are we killing. I won't do kids that's a rule. BUT the rule is negotiable if the kids a dick." I say wiggling my eyebrows.

And to my success it makes her laugh, I smile putting my dagger back into my thigh holster.

"How do you do it astrope" Amy sighs looking down.

"If you mean being absolutely funny and the hottest one in the room, don't stress it comes natural babe. Ya either got it or ya don't" I smirk flexing whiling grunting.

"You see that, you seem so care free all the time, I don't know how you do it."

"I don't." I shrug

"What does that mean." Luke questions.

"I just don't, I don't care nor have I ever, I just do me"

"If it was up to me, I'd push the girl aside tell him that I like him and that he can either take all this or shove it." I say with a trashy Jersey accent.

Amy lunges over luke to hug me tightly.

"I don't know what I'd do without you girl." She whispers in my ear. Then hopping on her feat she takes a deep breath and starts walking in her crushes direction.

I chuckle laying down in the sand, a small tide washes over my bare feet as the full moon pushes the river.

"You know you're right princess" Luke says.

I turn my head to see him already looking at me.

"Yeah and what about pretty boy." I whisper sitting up leaning closer to him.

"About caring too much." He sighs looking down.

I frown scooting over to push some of his hair back, he leans his face into my touch. I blush deeply, luckily the moons shine wasn't too bright.

"Princess, I like you." Luke whispers to me, his hot breath dusting my cheeks.

"I like you more pretty boy." I smile.

He leans in closing in the space between us kissing me deeply with need.

The kiss was sloppy and fast. It was heavy with need, not really caring who took control, just needing an outlet for these suppressed feelings.

Laying down as he crawls on top of me. His fingers slip around my throat grabbing hold of my jaw with his finger tips, his other hand sliding up the side of my thigh griping it with such strength I knew bruising would definitely show up int he morning.

I slide one of my hands under his shirt feeling his defined stomach, the other hand snaking around the back of his head to grip onto the back of his curls slightly tugging on them.

He groans into my mouth as I push my hips up into his allowing me to release some built up tension while he marks my neck up and down with sloppy kisses and bites.

"Fuck, princess I need you." He groans panting and sweaty.

I sit up immediately taking his hand leading him to my cabin.

As soon as we get in he grabs me by the back of my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist slamming the door closed behind us he lays me down on the bed taking no time with slipping our close off discarding them around the room.

"Are you sure about this princess" he says just when he lines up collecting slick from how wet I am.

"Yes Luke jus need you." I whine arching my back when he finally pushes in.

Our groans almost pornographic as I could only see straight stars. I wrap my arms around his back scratching down.

He groans snapping his hips harder with more force.

I'm definitely gonna be sore in the morning.

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I wake in the morning with Luke laid on his stomach arm wrapped around my waist as I lay on my back.

I get up leaning on my elbows looking at all the scratches left on his back from the previous night. As well as the hickies running up from his jugular down to his stomach.

I smile tracing all of the cute little reminders to all the girls that might think that have a chance, that they don't.

"Morning princess" his deep morning voice grumbles out.

"Morning pretty boy, how'd u sleep?"

"Good" he gets up kissing me on my temple.

"You know sooner or later you have to get up and sneak back to ur cabin before my dad throws a fit." I say tolling my eyes.

"Yeah I know" he sighs getting up slinging on his shirt and pants sitting back down on the bad to give you a kiss.

"See you later princess" He says opening my window and escaping into the back of the cabins.

I sigh not really believing yesterday happened. All of a sudden I hear an obnoxious banging on my cabin.

I get dressed with Luke's hoodie and my shorts underneath. Only to open the door face to face with my father.

"Burn your house down.. really?" He scoffs.

"So you're angry?" I squint, just happy the topics not about a cute tall muscular brunette who just hopped out my window moments ago.

"Where is it." He whispers looking around frantically like someone would hear him.

"What?"

"The alcohol I know you have it."

I shake my head smiling.

"Well halfway into the party Chiron busted us and took it, sorryyyyy" I say slamming the door in his face laying back down to sleep.

It's six in the morning and too early for this, I'll deal with the mess I made later...or never.

Sooo ts is long and messy I'll fix it later.

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