𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕣 — ☄

closed in a room my imagination becomes the ｕｎｉｖｅｒｓｅ and the rest of the world is missing out ashley flynn | ☄ | daughter of hypnos

[ashflynns]

A B E L.

fated for   :   @ashflynns​ .

location   :  the  mess  hall ,  afternoon .

                    ever    since    he    was    young ,    abel’s    guilt    had    a    way    of    eating    him    alive    from    the    inside    out .    if    he    lied    to    his    father    —-    even    a    white    lie ,    he’d    pick    at    his    dinner    in    a    shameful    silence    until    he’d    blurt    out    the    truth .    he    hasn’t    forgotten    using    his    charmspeak    on    fernanda ,    and    even    worse    —-    it’s    been    keeping    him    up    at    night .    he    stumbled    over    the    grassy    fields    at    camp    each    day    like    a    dead    man    walking ,    and    his    usual    ornate    jewelry    pieces    were    starting    to    look    like    metallic    dog    shit    —-    for    lack    of    a    better    description .    it    needed    to    stop ,    and    nobody    was    better    to    receive    a    sleep    inquiry    than    a    kid    of    hypnos .    he    plops    himself    down    in    front    of    ashley    at    lunch    —-    after    a    half    an    hour    of    furtive    glances    from    the    aphrodite    table .          ❛     hey .    what’s    up ?     ❜          he    asks ,    pressing    forward    before    she    can    respond .          ❛     do    you ,    uh    —-    what    do    you    happen    to    know    about    sleep ?    anything ?     ❜          he    asks ,    eyebrows    raised    in    feigned    cluelessness .

☄           ❛   i’m doing great, thanks for asking. bit hungover, but you know how it goes at the hetacomb. how are y- oh? straight to business. why not.  ❜

             there’s a fine line between feeling useful and feeling used, and when it came to demigods and their endless problems with insomnia, that line might as well be non-existent. we get it, ash is the camp nyquil. why doesn’t anyone ever ask her about her sick cup stacking skills instead? but truthfully, after that shitstorm of a war ( and a certain hunter of artemis stabbing daggers into her door ), ash’s sense of self worth wasn’t exactly at its highest. so really, little jobs like these were just what she needed. plus hey, maybe if she impressed enough, abel could put in a good word with his sister. 

           ❝    ah, so you require my services. be warned, i charge a very steep price.    ❞

[sharmans]

Hunter Schafer as Jules Vaughn in 1x05 “’03 Bonnie and Clyde”

[ashflynns]

O P H E L I A.

        “oh no, he is more than welcome to steal the spotlight if he wants it ─  which he generally does.” one of the few things she guessed she’d inherited from her mother was her lack of a real need to be the center of attention. “it’d just be nice if he could find a way that didn’t lead to half of the camp lining up to see who can flirt their way into his good graces, y’know?” 

☄           she had no clue actually. hypnos wasn’t exactly a hit with the fans.  ❝  yeah, ‘spose.  can’t say i really see the appeal in him to be quite honest.  ❞ gee, i wonder why that is? she gives ophelia the once over - takes in the forlorn expression - and makes an executive decision.  she lunges forward and grabs on to ophelia’s hand. ❝  you know what? you look down as fuck. you need a drink, stat. come on, let’s go raiding.  ❞  

[ashflynns]

C A E L U M.

   C   U   R   R   E   N   T   L   Y   voted most likeable person in camp - - that , caelum can believe . ( what she struggles to believe is that ash actually likes being in her presence . ) “ i do love causing a scene .” and by the gods she did , whether it was her on centre stage or behind the curtain with the script coaxing everyone into their roles she loved it . lived for it . when ash downs the remnants of her drink caelum sighs , features mournful before she turns to a passing camper . how easily her expression shifts is almost comical ; lashes fluttering , lips in a sweet smile and voice honey dripped as she asks them to get her another drink . caelum delights as they flush before rushing off to get her one . she turns back to ash smugly .

“ why bother doing it myself when people are so happy to do it for me ?? “

☄          ❝  i expect nothing less from you.  ❞  she watches with awe as caelum practically seduces the other camper into getting a drink, trying to hide a giggle as they scamper off. her eyebrows raise when caelum turns back,  ❝  ugh, teach me your ways. here you are with your drink servants and i can’t even get a girl to look at me in the right way.   ❞  

[ashflynns]

D A N A.

                         ▒▒▒    [  𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬  𝑶𝑾𝑳    ;    𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍  ]    ↝    she    can    appreciate    the    sorrow    -    the    guilt    that    comes    from    having    a    parent    that’s    at    least    shown    a    little    care    .    dana’s    not    had    it    for    almost    a    ; decade    ,    she’s    long    since    gotten    over    what    she    used    to    crave    for    .    when    do    the    gods    look    upon    their    children    &    feel    love    ?    there’s    poison    that    bubbles    in    the    back    of    her    throat    ,    sour    words    that    threaten    to    spill    from    parted    lips    in    response    to    the    girl    ,    but    she    swallows    them    down    instead    .

                           her    head    shakes    ,    features    remain    stoic    while    her    tongue    swipes    over    her    lips    .     ; ❝                   seriously    ,    don’t    be    .    i    don’t    want    her    here    ,    ; 𝐢    𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞    𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠    𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝    𝐭𝐨    𝐬𝐚𝐲    𝐭𝐨    𝐭𝐡𝐞    𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬    -    even    your    father    .    ; ❞    she    explains    ,    head    held    in    place    .     ; ❝                   sorry    .    ; ❞

☄          ❝   it’s okay, i get it. well, i try to, at least.  ❞  and thing is, it is difficult to understand how strong dana’s resentment is, but ash tries to ground herself in the girl’s perspective the best she can.  and ash was privileged, in a sense. 

           ❝  at least you did something about it. i mean, i’m sure everyone has an opinion on whether or not it was the right thing. but it was something.  ❞  the conversation has taken a bit of a morbid turn, but conversations with dana often did. what does dana joke about? can she even laugh? 

[ashflynns]

O P H E L I A.

        ophelia has no real issue with the gods ─  she personally didn’t even hold it against the ones that hadn’t claimed their kids before percy jackson’s deal, though she also couldn’t blame the others that were upset with them. in her mind they were gods and holding them to mortal standards just didn’t work, no matter how much people wanted it to. still that didn’t make it easier to spend too much time around them ─  especially when one of the gods that had showed up was her own father.         “yeah, i’ll pass ─  i don’t think my dad would smite me right here, but i’d rather not risk it. thanks though. think they’re planning on sticking around much longer?” 

☄          ❝  tired of being out-shined by your old man, huh? and to think, we get to deal with this every year.  ❞ having the gods around was always pretty awkward. it kinda felt like a parent-teacher conference. sure, these gods wre omnipotent and whatever, but to think         mr. d could be slagging of ash to her dad right this second.

         ❝  i heard some of the others were actually trying to flirt with apollo? that must’ve been pretty fun.   ❞

[ashflynns]

F E R N A N D A.

                          fernanda   likes   to   think   her   and   her   father   have   a   GOOD   RELATIONSHIP   going   on   between   them.   it   was   easy   to   tell   the   god   was   a   bit   grumpy,   fernanda   finding   complete   enjoyment   at   seeing   his   eye   roll   and   blank   stare   whenever   she   messed   with   him.   there   was   a   hint   of   FONDNESS   there,   she   can   see   it   clear   as   day,   though   deep   down   she   knew   she   probably   came   in   second   to   percy   jackson.   however,   she   doesn’t   think   she   has   much   room   to   complain   considering   she   went   from   no   parents   to   one   and   poseidon   could   treat   her   a   lot   worse   if   he   wanted   to.

                         “what   happens   if   we   borrow   him?”   fernanda   asks   with   a   raised   eyebrow.   “as   fun   as   that   would   sound   tricking   others   into   thinking   i’m   a   child   of   a   different   god,   i   don’t   think   my   father   would   be   too   amused   by   that.”

☄        she hums as she thinks, and hesitates for second before she says  ❝  you can actually be the favourite for once?  ❞ 

        she really hopes fern knows she’s joking. after all, fern’s the favourite in her eyes, and she doesn’t seem like the kind of person to hold a grudge.   ❝ don’t tell him i said that. we don’t want two sacrificed gods tonight.  ❞

[ashflynns]

C A E L U M.

   C   A   E   L   U   M   doesn’t blame her . she lets the other steal the cup with a look that’s almost fond . she has a particular talent for forgetting anyone who’s not her or ash the rest are … extras . side characters . useful for her amusement and not much else ( it’s easier that way . less people to depend on - - less people to who leave . ) the demigod listens intently , pout on her features when she realises just how boring it is. the camp itself was personifying that word these days ( what happened to the cat fights ?? the inter cabin wars ?? particularly aggressive games of capture the flag ?? ) - she’d have to stir something up to bring the joy back into the world . “ confidentiality ?? but , ash you know that’s my least favourite word . “ she motions for the cup back as her gaze drifts over the campers. “ is it worth being here if we’re not the centre of attention ? ? “ 

☄             ashley pouts,  ❝    i’m terribly sorry. i’m currently voted most likable person in camp, don’t you know? i can’t risk that reputation. otherwise i’ll only be the funny one and we can’t have that.  that said, if it keeps going like this we might be out of a job. you should cause a scene.  ❞  to be honest though, despite her side gig, ash was pretty glad they’d hit a dry patch. the dreams she visited nowadays were a lot less ‘ wow i have a crush! ’ and a  lot more ‘ wow, i have post-war trauma! ‘ finding the pettier stuff was a little trickier, and frankly, felt a little too petty in the aftermath. but she guesses some people just want to return to normalcy as soon as possible. 

              she glances at the cup, grins, and downs whatever remains. ❝  you should go fill that up,   ❞  she says and punctuates it with a wink.

[ashflynns]

A U T U M N.

                         there’s   still   BITTERNESS   that   lingers   in   the   air   whenever   autumn   is   near   nemesis.   despite   the   amount   of   years   that   passed   for   autumn   to   process   each   emotion   she   was   feeling   while   coming   to   terms   of   what   was   going   on   around   her,   it   was   a   prevalent   emotion.   she   tries   to   be   respectful   toward   her   mother,   be   as   warm   and   loving   as   she   thought   about   the   first   time   she’d   meet   her   mother,   but   it   only   left   the   two   with   an   AWKWARD   ATMOSPHERE   swirling   around   them.   being   at   the   hecatomb   did   nothing   to   change   that.

                         “would   you   really   give   your   father   away   just   like   that?”   the   question   is   softly   spoken,   turning   to   look   at   ash   besides   her.   if   someone   asked   autumn   that   question,   she   doesn’t   think   she’d   be   able   to   answer   yes   quick   enough.   “do   you   think   anyone   would   believe   another   demigod   belongs   to   him?”

☄       so it wasn’t really autumn’s fault, but ash never really knew how to handle nemesis kids. maybe lyssa had left a bad taste in her mouth. maybe ash just didn’t know how to respond when someone doesn’t immediately laugh at her joke. either way she couldn’t help feel a little bit... awkward. 

         ❝ hey man, i was only joshing. ❞  she tries to laugh off the weird feeling in her stomach.  ❝ mostly. i mean, some kids haven’t got their parents so maybe i could convince him to give ‘em an old  ‘awkward dad hug’ or something, you know? and everyone knows how to sleep. and you can just look up that dream interpretation crap on some namaste goop website, right? easy! ❞

[ashflynns]

D A N A.

                            ・   。   ◟    there    had    been    chatter    among    the    wisest    ,    a    false    rumor    born    from    hope    that    athena    would    show    this    year    &    spill    some    knowledge    upon    her    children    .    a    nightmare    ,    for    dana    ,    the    way    her    lip    curled    when    the    cabin    was    ultimately    disappointed    again    was    devilish    .    the    best    goddess    of    them    all    ,    hubris    writes    itself    on    her    as    much    as    it    does    her    children    ;    to    ever    think    that    athena    would    show    ,    or    even    help    them    was    to    think    like    a    child    .

                            she    looks    aside    to    her    ,    chewing    the    inside    of    her    cheek    softly    as    she    ponders    her    question    .  ❝                    i’m    okay    .    never    had    a    dad    ,    i    don’t    think    i    need    one    .    t’s    nice    you’ve    got    a    cool    enough    relationship    with    your    dad    ,    though    ,    you    know    how    many    kids    would    KILL    to    have    that    ?    ❞

☄         ❝ yeah, it’s not that bad. ❞     it’s hard not to feel a little guilty. well, it’s not exactly guilt, so to say. but there seems to be this expectation around camp that you have to adopt the attitude of hating your parent. sure, being a demigod can definitely suck some times. but tons of kids only have one parent. and tons of kids that have two parents certainly wish they didn’t. at the end of the day, you just have to pick yourself up and do the best with what you have. 

            ❝ i know. i honestly wish hypnos was the kind of god who’d go around adopting other demigods. took his sweet time claiming me but at least he pops in to say hi. i’m joking but i do appreciate it when i look at the others. ❞    ash is quiet for a moment, then knocks her wrist against dana’s.      ❝  i’m sorry your mum didn’t show up. ❞

[ashflynns]

C A E L U M.

       “   O   N   L   Y   “ caelum says , drink in hand . “ if it means , you get “ - - the words my father , go unsaid . “ z e u s . “ a worthy substitute for the term . there’s a spark of resentment that feels a little too much like her father’s zeus’ lightning . she’d been , waiting all of these years for her c l a i m i n g , for her parent ( to become w o r t h y enough that a god would be proud and she could be proud in turn . ) and ash had her parent here . ‘ i’m not using him ‘ she’d said . caelum purses her lips and rolls her shoulders with a hum , but elects to stay silent . their friendship was not without fault , but it was of all things , a friendship . “ please tell me you at least have some gossip for me . 

☄         ❝ yeah, i think i’ll pass that one up.  ❞  yeah, ash had seen how being a Big Three Kid™ had gone down with the latest prophecy     not for her. ❝ aaw, is this for me?  ❞ she reaches for the cup with obvious intention to steal a swig. 

             ❝ oh, you know, jesse’s a dick, dana’s starting fights, fernanda and andromeda are literal angels, the usual. abel was asking about some help with dreams, which has potential, but i actually like him so i might have to abide by my confidentiality rules for once. ❞ which we all know is a lie. by some form of divine intervention, caelum actually likes ash’s company, and she’d like to keep it that way. even if it does mean feeding into the... trouble-making side of the other demigod.  

[ashflynns]

☄        out of everyone in the camp, ash probably had the most relaxed relationship with her godly parent. after all, he was a pretty chill guy, and she never really had the same resentment and abandonment issues as the rest of the campers. so when he rocked up to the hetacomb, sure, they chatted for a while, but really, what is there to talk about? ‘yeah i’ve just been sleeping really, you?’  ‘sleeping.’  so whilst others were avoiding or yelling at their parents, ash had an awkward thirty minute catch up and then ditched the old man to find literally anyone else. 

          ❝ so does anyone want to like, i dont know, borrow my dad for parent day? because, like....  i mean, i’m not using him, you know? ❞

[ashflynns]

D A N A.

                ・   。   ◟     her    worst    trait’s    always    been    her    pride    ;    wisdom    &    intellect    invites    in    hubris    ,    it    pushes    her    into    a    spotlight    where    she’s    sure    she’s    always    right    because    more    often    than    not    ,    dana    IS    always    right    .    it    doesn’t    mean    she    isn’t    wrong    ,    or    cruel    ,    or    exceedingly    blunt    .    her    features    shift    with    raw    discontent    before    she    ponders    her    offer    .    sleep    comes    rarely    ,    haunted    &    plagued    by    nightmares    of    her    own    brewing    (    nothing    that’s    orchestrated    in    her    sleep    is    planted    by    anyone    else    ;    she’s    the    poison    of    her    own    dreams    ,    she    concocts    deadly    venom    without    preparing    an    antidote    )    .

                   ❝                        only    if    you    promise    to    not    make    my    dreams    absolute    nightmares    .    ❞    she’s    half    joking    ,    rubbing    her    bruise    as    she    leans    forward    .       ❝                     you’ve    got    the    ability    to    let    me    sleep    without    horrific    dreams    ?    ❞

☄       does she have the ability? she’d laugh, if she thought dana would laugh with her. thing is, for all the times people joke about ash being lazy, they often forget what ash actually gets up to when she’s asleep. she could write a book on the dirt she’d picked up by accident in her dream-hopping. but if people want to write her off as spacey and oblivious to the world, then fair enough. it suited her just fine     gave it more impact when she could actually step forward with something valuable to give. and they say aphrodite kids get an unfair reputation. 

         ❝  yeah,  ❞ she replies, with a soft smile. ❝ i can help you out. it’s... gonna be an inside job though. figure i should warn you now, but... it’ll be worth it, i hope. ❞ please let me help. 

[ashflynns]

closed; 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕝𝕪𝕟.

☄       more often than not the food hall was packed     stuffy and way too loud and honestly none of these demigods knew how to properly clean up after themselves. but ash had crafted a schedule to perfection. by this point in her life time meant nothing to her anyway, so midnight meals were pretty commonplace. occasionally, she’d even have a guest! and tonight was brooklyn. poor, poor brooklyn. 

           ❝ look, i wasn’t born a lesbian okay. i watched scooby doo: a witch’s ghost, saw the hex girls and it made me that way. i’m just saying, you need to recognise the power given to you by your mum and use it for good.  ❞

@necrmnce

[ashflynns]

closed ; 𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕒

☄       ash hesitates outside of the demeter cabin. shuffles from foot to foot, chews on her lip. it’s not like andromeda was particularly known for her wrath at all. it’s just that this would be ash’s what, third? fourth time? outside the cabin door with a corpse cradled in her hands. hell, even she would’ve have ran out of patience with herself by now. ash finally steels her nerves and makes her way into the cabin, quickly locating andromeda’s room and gently depositing the little pot onto the girl’s desk.

             ❝ so, i think i killed my cactus... again.  ❞

@andromedapresley​

[ashflynns]

T R O Y E.

         ♪           she  understood  of  course .   in  the  real  world ,   most  people  who  were  not  musically  inclined  solely  claim  their  music  days  as  elementary  school  with  a  recorder .   it’s  times  like  these  that  she’s  reminded  that  people  all  across  the  globe  could  have  had  similar  childhoods  without  even  knowing  it .   still ,   the  remark  causes  her  to  laugh ,   an  everlasting  genuine  smile  resting  on  her  face .                    ❛     hey ,   playing  the  recorder  probably  sparked  a  lot  of  interest  in  music  for  some  people ,   so  hot  cross  buns  can  really  be  considered  a  gift  to  music .     ❜                    she  waited  as  the  girl  explained  her  aggravation  with  guitar  lessons ,   and  part  of  her  only  understood  to  a  certain  point .   she  knew  people  were  more  determined  to  things  they  liked ,   but  she  was  absolutely  more  biased  because  music  had  never  ever  been  hard  for  her .   she  had  her  father  to  thank  for  that .                    ❛     well ,   what  do  you  do  for  fun ,   then ?     ❜                    

☄       ❝ nap, i guess? does that count?  ❞ she laughs at herself and then stops rather abruptly because, wow, i need to get some 'awake’ hobbies. maybe she should pick up the guitar again after all.  ❝ my dad’s hypnos, it, uh, runs in the family. ❞

          ❝ ashley, by the way. ❞ she offers a hand to shake, returns the smile in full force.  ❝ you haven’t been around here that long, have you? sorry i never introduced myself properly. i’m kind of a ‘stays in her room and avoids the sun’ kinda girl, you know? and uh, well, things have a been a little bit hectic lately, since... well, you know.  ❞

[ashflynns]

D A N A.

                    ・   。   ◟    anger    management    –    as    if    dana’s    got    any    anger    left    to    manage    .    most    of    it’s    dried    up    ,    replaced    by    a    heart    numbing    resentment    that    𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔    around    a    hollow    chest    .    she    can    hear    it    in    the    silence    ,    hitting    her    sides    like    a    ping    pong    ball    in    a    grain    bin    –    a    steady    metronome    that    ticks    ,    &    ticks    ,    &    ticks    .    no    countdown    to    anything    grand    ,    no    built    up    wrath    that    still    lingers    in    scarred    fingers    –    any    anger    she    thinks    she    has    is    remnant    of    something    else    .

                   dana’s    eyes    roll    ,    an    inhale    at    her    words    (    or    rather    ,    rambling    –    dana’s    rare    spoken    ,    words    come    out    curt    &    direct    ;    delivered    with    a    swift    punch    or    a    quiet    slice    of    steel    –    she    rarely    has    much    to    say   )    &    her    fingers    gingerly    press    against    her    jaw    before    running    up    to    push    her    hair    out    of    her    face    .

                   ❝                        you    talk    a    lot    .    ❞    she    states    ,    eyes    cast    downward    to    a    now    leaking    bag    of    ice    .    ❝                        i    don’t    need    any    ointment    ,    or    anger    management    ,    ash    –    i    need–    ❞    her    voice    cuts    ,    what    she    NEEDS    is    another    𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍    on    her    side    ,    someone    capable    of    tearing    down    olympus    once    &    for    all    .    ❝                      some    rest    .    ❞

☄         ❝ i mean they were just suggestions...  ❞ she trails off, chewing on her cheek. 

             yeah, there we go again. ash managing to babble her way into another mess. it’s not like she couldn’t tell dana wanted to be left alone, but anyone could see all this self-isolating wasn’t healthy. ah wait, rest. now that’s something ashley can actually help with. getting dana to accept her help was a whole other thing entirely. but this was something ash was good at     dana could recognise that, right? she takes a seat next to the other woman.

         ❝  well look, i...  i know you don’t sleep that well so could i least try to help with that?  you know, sleep manipulation and all that. ❞