i'm a goner.

❝ boy with g u n s m o k e for breath. boy with rebellion in your b o n e s. boy who SCREAMS anarchy from the roofs of police cars. boy born for revolution. boy, the world is y o u r s. all you have to do is BURN. ❞

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luxy.

Lux found herself, shirtless, standing at the sink inside the crafts room, vigorously rubbing at the paint currently staining one of her favorite shirts. She wasn’t usually so clumsy, but she would blame the purple paint knocking over and dripping onto her shirt on the fact that she hadn’t realized the bottle’s cap was loose when she decided not to move it to the side more to get the pink paint behind it. Sighing, she wrung her shirt out after shutting off the water, turning at a sound behind her. She’s not embarrassed really, but she still pulls her shirt up to cover her bra mostly for their benefit. “Sorry! I dropped paint on it, I was trying to get most of it out before it stained too much.”

Soft blue eyes scanned the room, having heard the angry mumbles coming from inside that sounded all too familiar. Lux had disappeared that day, simply saying she was feeling inspired and that he would have to come find her later, and he had a good feeling anything that came from her inspiration would be done in the crafts room, so he wasn’t surprised to find her there. However, for her to be shirtless, in the said room was a bit of a surprise, and he found himself smiling as he watched her angrily, almost forlornly scrubbing at what he assumed was her shirt in the sink. When she turned, he smiled at her, watching as she hurried to get her wet shirt back onto her body, laughing when the apologies came spewing from her lips. “Hey take it back off I don’t mind,” The son of Hecate teased, stepping closer so he could rest his hands on the curve of her waist, smiling down at her, “You done being inspired? I’m bored.”

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[danny-the-daffodil]

Walking toward the campfire, Danny reminded himself to hope for friendly faces, not familiar faces. Loosening his clutch on the bag of jumbo marshmallows in his right hand, he holds the package up and smiles at a camper across the fire. “Hungry?”

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Declan was busy burning the end of the stick in his hand, not bothering with talking to those around him or using the actual campfire to create the flame, he used his magic, letting the flame flicker brighter before going out. He heard someone speak and he looked up, seeing Danny holding up a bag of marshmallows, "Those things are only good between graham crackers you know, and chocolate." He chuckled, tossing his stick into the fire, "But sure if you're offering."

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° ✧ ┋ABOUT !!┋✧ °

MY SON IS BACK. But he’s just a tad bit different since he’s been developed over time and rewritten multiple times hahah

declan but my son he is from aussie land like before, but back there he was a bit more of a trouble maker. 

he’s 20 years old and he’s lived most of his life on his own, in and out of foster homes never able to get a family to keep him for too long since he is just ‘trouble’ 

he started growing into his powers hella young and became pretty powerful over time to the point where more power is pretty important to him.

he makes choices very clinically and if they’re going to work out in his favor, but he’s super protective of the people he cares about i.e. macy and lux. 

he’s a partier, he does many bad things including make potions to sell at the bon fires and other parties and such to help everyone have an even better time. 

he’s also a big of a ‘fuckboy’, enjoys messing around with people but has had his eyes on lux since the both arrived at camp, she’s his special moon princess. 

he’s got a temper at time, he’s easily upset and he holds grudges like nobodies business. 

PLOT WISE; i’m not sure what i want for him yet, i know i’d love for him to have more bros as well as some flings, if you want angst i can def give you it by making him an ass, but i am here to serve so come at me!