nightmare dressed as a daydream

Dillon Riley. Nineteen years old. Daughter of Morpheus.

[melaniesmoak-blog]

‘DEPENDS — what do you not want to be distracted from?’

[dillonriley-blog1]

“My food.”

[xevergreendaughter]

&& - “maybe not to you,” she retorted, “but i can hardly get them to shut up. they’re not bad, not exactly, just… incessant.” green speak was as much a gift, at times, as it was a curse. quiet pastures were places of chatter, as were solitary mountains and lonely forests, but she’d grown used to the constant companionship over the years. 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Now.... now I’m concerned to what your dreams must be like.” If dreams could be a reflection of a person’s memories, she’d wondered what it’d be like to have the memory of flowers talking to you. Or maybe Dillon would still not be able to understand.

[archervasilios-blog]

“Well’s it’s cake-like. It’s not the American kind of cake that we think. It’s… made different. See if you like it.” He fidgeted a little bit, his excitement getting the better of him, along with his ADHD. Some people wouldn’t trust him to try new things, but he firmly believed that people should. 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Did you know this kind of cake was named after one of the greatest ballet dancers in the world?” She listed the fun fact as she leaned forward to pick up a fork. Once a small but adequate piece was between the metal, Dillon plopped the piece of dessert into her mouth. She then nodded with a smile.

[spencefausau]

“I would argue that sometimes my focus in incredibly heightened around water.”

[dillonriley-blog1]

“I’d beg to differ.”

[pvtteriism]

❛ You don’t suck, you’re improving. If you get assigned to border patrol, Chiron is going to expect you to be able to fight. ❜ Dropping her sword hand, she moved over to the straw dummies. ❛ We can practice on these. You need to be firm in your footwork, can’t be thinking about what you’re going to do. Attack the dummy, and do what comes naturally when you see me attack from behind. If you can figure out how I’m attacking, you’ll perform a lot better. Come on. ❜

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Come on? But fighting is so hard...” She whined as she moved forward to the dummy, collecting herself. Dillon swiped the back of her palm across her heated face and let out a sigh as she faced off the dummy. “I still think my Maleficent sleeping powers are better than swinging around a sword.”

[decoruspopulus]

“Then try again and try a little harder this time.”

[dillonriley-blog1]

“I always try. I’m only half god, so the human part tends to have mistakes. We can’t all be as perfect as you think you are.”

[xevergreendaughter]

&& - “shh,” she hissed, putting a slim finger to her lips. another camper had nearly tripped over her, but she paid them little mind. instead, her gaze was set on an annoyance, a newcomer who had seemingly made it his mission to pester all morning, and she hoped that her position in the trees would hold until he lost interest and found someone else to pester. it wasn’t often that rowan envied other demigods’ abilities, but for once she wished she could sink into the shadows like the children of hades or fly away like the children of zeus. of course, she could put her powers to use as well, but it seemed a tad harsh to bind the boy’s feet to the ground when all he wanted was answers. after a moment, and much to her relief, the boy started to wander away and she managed a glance at her companion. “i thought it would never stop. dandelions talk less than he does… honestly.” 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“But dandelions don’t talk.”

[thecomethq]

Open starter.

   “i won them f a i r and SQUARE. if you want some, ( win ) next time.”

[dillonriley-blog1]

“But I’m not good at winning!”

[archervasilios-blog]

Archer grinned, pointing to different treats, “Australian desserts, or the internet said they were. Some pavlova, lambingtons, cherry ripe, anzacs and the like. I wanted to try something a little different, have one… or two! Lemme know what you think.” People loved food and demigods who worked hard were no exception. Fortunately being a child of Demeter meant that cooking of all kinds came naturally, better yet there were plenty of opinions to get. 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Hmm... I think I’ll go with the pavlova first. That’s supposed to be cake, right?” She definitely appreciate cake enough to know it was one, but never had the chance to try it. Dillon didn’t exactly have any cooking skills and if left to it, she’d probably only live on ramen which only involved boiling water.

[decoruspopulus]

“You’re kidding, right?” She couldn’t help but scoff. “How can you a c t u a l l y be that thick?”

[dillonriley-blog1]

"I’m not that... thick. I just didn't know, okay?”

[magicksborn]

“listen, you’ve heard that phrase taking candy from a baby, right?” of course they had, who was she kidding? “well, today, an oversized baby took my candy from me and i’m still not over it. how can someone honestly disrespect me like this?” 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“How is that even possible?”

[pvtteriism]

Under the cold press of her metal breast plate, sweat icily trickled down Zoe’s chest, as she thrust her attack. Watching her opponent raise their sword, she went underneath, and with a sweeping blow, she heard a crunch as her blow connected against their knees, sending them staggering forward, causing their weapon to go flying. Her sword mere inches away from their back, grin breaking across her lips. ❛ I think we can call that a checkmate, unless you fancy getting electrocuted? ❜

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Only if it hurts less!” Dillon exclaimed before letting out a heavy breath. She tried to steady herself but found her body too sore to even straighten her posture. “Can we call a quits? This training is not helping me one bit. I still suck at this.”

[dippedgold]

‘ clearly, they’ve never heard of COMMON sense. this idiot is going to get killed. ’

[dillonriley-blog1]

“How... is it common sense to know that?” She asked from the sidelines, knowing she didn’t know anything about fighting.

[melaniesmoak-blog]

she sat down and flashed a warm smile at the figure now beside her. ‘you don’t mind, right?’ the words were merely a courtesy — she had no intention of MOVING.

[dillonriley-blog1]

“I don’t mind... but, are you going to be distracting?”

[ilyanaparsons]

ana had finally gotten the stupid little oil spot out of her shirt and she wondered for a moment why that couldn’t be a kick ass power of hers? wouldn’t that have been just perfect? especially if you were like her and had oil stains on every piece of clothing you owned. standing on the hephaestus cabin porch, having a little device scrub out a few more stains from different articles of clothing, she raised her brows at someone passing. “hey! can i borrow you for a second?”

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Sure.” Dillon asked, raising a brow as she paused in her tracks to change her path over to the girl. 

[loveblcssed-deactivated20190917]

“do you ever wish you had been A CHILD MODEL? like, demigods have been famous and not died. at my dad, where are my pageant crowns and jc penny ads from when i was five? why were you slacking? why am i not as famous as the jenners by now? this is unacceptable.” 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Maybe because you dad wanted you to have a normal childhood?”

[thereandbackhqs-deactivated2019]

she held her fists up once more, laughing slightly. “ if that’s all you’ve got how are you going to defend yourself against monsters? come on, go again. ” 

[dillonriley-blog1]

“Can’t I just give them nightmares or something like that?” She asked, sweaty and tired from the fighting. Dillon wasn’t exactly the best about it.