they walk among us

selective - indie rp blog - all muses are inspired by and based on ancient greek mythology, but are in a modern/mortal verse unless they're in a specific plot. i do not rp on discord, nor do i use it.

[emptyolympus]

picassoxbaby‌:

“well.. i’m not trying to make things worse so surely if people have tried and failed then i can’t make it worse from trying to make it better,” she spoke brows creasing together as she laughed at herself, it was such a mouthful what she had just said. there was an age gap between them that was significantly visible, she was only just legally able to drink closer to a teenager than twenty five but she never cared about age when it came to her work or people she was seeing in general — people wouldn’t really question her being with him, they might judge it but it would actually make sense. it’s not like he would be the first to rebound with a girl as young as her. never had she been treated well by anyone in her life, her parents raised her and looked after her though there was always a sense of distance and resentment especially from her father and then the media always slammed her, hated her. everyone thought they could treat her poorly and that was alright and blair never really said much or did much because she wanted people to like her, she wanted the attention and sometimes they were paying her so really they did have every right. “i don’t need to be wined and dined, it’s not really a big deal — i mean of course i would love it but,” she paused as she shrugged her shoulders, a soft smile on her lips, “it’s not necessary though i’m glad you want to take me out and show me another side to humanity. i appreciate it and everything you are doing for me,” sure she was helping him too, blair felt as though he was giving her a lot more than she was giving him and maybe he didn’t feel that way, she did and the dark haired female would do anything to see the male smile. “that sounds perfect, i think it’s the best way to start this little thing of ours, really see how it all plays out,” she chuckled her smile turning brighter, he was easy to get along with and instantly she liked his company, wanted to be around him more. the girl couldn’t wait to move in, she hated living alone probably due to her loving attention. “you just never know whats going to happen and it’s just a security blanket, chances are i’ll never touch it,” she admitted with a slight shrug of her shoulders, “but i would rather have it and not need it than not have it and need it — thank you for being reasonable and understanding my needs,” no one asked her what she needed and if she tried to voice herself she was often ignored, this was a breath of fresh air and weird in a way but the good sort of weird. sex not being a concern of his was a surprise because thats all people wanted her for generally, though that was something on the table for him and she would quite enjoy it or she thought. blair thought he would be more giving than anyone else she had sex with and it was always a good thing to break the ice and ease the tension after a hard day. she gave his hand a delicate squeeze, dark eyes enjoying the view of their hands laced together, “this with you it just sort of feels right.. maybe its just because i know now i don’t need to sleep with people who intimidate me and i don’t need to be paranoid someone will try and leak what i do though i would take down anyone who did that — i feel free and so content and comfortable with you,” she tried to explain, thinking she sounded like a bit of an idiot so she let out a soft awkward chuckle. “i’ll be cautious because if i did break something or ruin something then i would feel so awful.. god i would probably just pack my bags and leave because i would freak out about how you would react…i tend to worry about things too much.”

Hades chuckled at her little ramble, amused by the outburst. “Precisely, my dear.” The man hummed as he subtly looked over her again. It wasn’t predatory or sexual, he was just analysing. Yes, she looked young and was maybe seven or eight inches shorter than him, but she was definitely not a child either. And unfortunately for her, in the few years that she’d had in this business, she had yet to be treated with some honest respect. Sadly, he could identify with her for more reasons than one. When his brothers had taken over the family business, he’d taken the accounting side under the promise that he would not be treated differently for it. So whilst his youngest brother was CEO and the middle sibling watching the overseas side of the business, he was left with cold hard numbers. 

“Blair, pet, please,” he hummed, shaking his head at her slowly, a gentle look on his face now. “You are helping me immensely, giving up your time and playing along with my needs. You do not need to be taken to dinner, but you deserve it. Especially if you would enjoy it,” he promised, taking her hand between his two and squeezing it gently. Hades was being incredibly honest with her about this - though his luck with women had been low, he wouldn’t let bitterness seep into his heart and treat what gifts he had with anything less than what they deserved. Besides, she was a beautiful young woman with an inexplicable radiance about her, like every smile was felt with every fibre of her being. What monster would he be not to let her shine?

“Precisely. So long as I’m not busy with work or prior appointments, I always appreciate good conversation and company.” Impossibly, her smile brightened even more. Gods, she was a diamond. No, that didn’t do her justice. It was as if she took the smallest ray of light and made it blinding. If she truly wanted it, he would have no issue with the physical aspects of this contract... “You must remember that you are under no obligation to be intimate with me at any point in time, even if I ask for it. It is no requirement, but rather if we’re both wanting then we can let that develop in its own way.” 

As her hand squeezed his own, he felt the urge to reach out and brush his fingers through her hair. Usually, he would immediately dismiss any such desires, but with the way she looked at him in that moment he allowed his hand to outstretch. The back of his knuckles danced over her cheek, before his hand settled cupping her face, his other interlaced with hers. “I... I know what you mean. You make me feel comfortable too.” He let out a short laugh of his own, smiling more in the last few minutes than he had in the last few days. “No, don’t do that. I don’t want you living in worry in this place,” he explained, his thumb running small circles over the back of her hand. “Just tell me if something happens. I’ll understand.”

[emptyolympus]

@enchaxxted asked: ‘a moment of weakness’ { Marco x nemesis }

11 - Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.

Nemesis should have seen it coming. Marco was her weakness, so her enemies would undoubtedly come for him to have a hold over her. Gods, as she returned to the form Marco would recognise, her silver sweat and golden blood shimmering in the light, she moved to where he was tied to the chair. Removing his cloth gag, she let out a shuddering breath and kissed him, tears streaking her face as she finally broke down, ignoring the bodies of her enemies scattered unmoving across the warehouse floor. “I’m so sorry, Marco,” she sobbed, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. “This is all my fault, I never should have left...” Heart hammering in her chest, she pulled away after a moment to fully untie him from the chair. Nemesis never cried in front of anyone, ever, but she had been so afraid, so angry, and now that all the adrenaline or whatever gods were fuelled with during their terror faded away, she was a hollow shell who all but fell into his arms. “Did they hurt you? Are you in pain?” she asked, clutching him desperately.

[emptyolympus]

invcntion‌:

    his heart could have jumped from his chest at apollo’s explanation it was seven minutes in heaven, a game, and not feelings for ashley, that had been the reason he’d walked in on the two of them together. his best friend didn’t want to be with some pretty cheerleader and for a few seconds that was more important to finn than anything. god, he’d been an idiot for such a long time…  as if he could have possibly made it this many years without realising just how much his heartbeat would pick up when he was close to apollo. although that was nothing compared to kissing him, not hesitating to match the way the other male deepened the kiss as finn clung to him like they were the only two people left. he could have sworn they’d left the ground, that apollo kissing him back was a happiness finn had never actually felt before as an arm moved to wrap around the other male’s waist to pull him closer.    finn only pulled away at the realisation he actually had to breath, reluctantly parting his lips from apollo’s at the same time a faint cheer rang out from the house just behind them and he couldn’t help the smile that spread instantly over his features.  “ come on.  ” he muttered for just apollo to hear, brown eyes glancing up towards his teammates in the window as his hand found apollo’s and he pulled him gently around the corner to a little bit of privacy.   “  —  i’m sorry about them. ” he shook his head gently, smile still on his lips as his gaze never parted from apollo’s.  “  and for being so bothered about ashley.  ”  although right now he wanted to thank her for the realisation of how he actually felt towards his best friend, that seeing apollo with someone else felt like someone had just ripped out a part of him. though mostly finn just wanted to be as close to the other male as he could be…   pretty sure every day they hadn’t been doing this over the last year was wasted time as his hands moved back to cup apollo’s face.   “   you’re my favourite person in the whole world  —  ”  he explained softly, as if apollo wouldn’t already know. the other boy was his family, more than his parents ever had been as his fingers brushed gently over his skin.   “  please stop me if i’m going to ruin that. ”  words added quietly before he was moving in to kiss him again, unable to help himself with just how right it felt to be doing so with apollo. 

Apollo had tried weed before, and obviously had drunk alcohol given his current inebriation, but nothing - nothing came close to how it felt to have Finn kissing him back. He was pretty sure the air had changed colour, not that he’d know with his eyes closed and far too busy doing more important things than worrying about breathing. In the distance, he could hear some cheering but didn’t really process it. After all, he’d been head over heels for years and had imagined the feeling of this moment over and over again. His hands were at a loss for what to do first! Ball into fists in his shirt, hold the back of his neck, run down his spine, grip onto his hips or waist, cradle his cheeks, tangle in his hair... He wanted, he needed all of it, and the thousands of possibilities that had opened up to him were overwhelming. Feeling Finn’s arm snake around his waist and pull him closer, Apollo gasped into the kiss and instinctively moved his long fingers into Finn’s hair like he’d wanted to for so long now. It was even more perfect than he’d imagined. 

He audibly whimpered at the loss of the warm lips against his own, refusing to let go of Finn even if he didn’t want to kiss anymore by taking his hand, making a mental note to play with his hair again later if he could. Gods, if this was a mistake and ruined their friendship, he’d never forgive himself. But oh, oh what if it wasn’t... “Don’t be sorry, just- more please,” he mumbled, voice a little slurred from the drink, eyes locked on Finn’s lips now they were in a more secluded corner of the street. However, his gaze raised to meet Finn’s as the taller boy cupped his face. Those eyes that’d haunted his dreams were now shining down at him with so much emotion that his very bones ached. “Ruin it?” he asked, unable to help the breathless laugh that escaped him as they kissed once more. He leaned his forehead against the other’s only pulling his lips far enough away to speak. “Don’t you know how long I’ve wanted this? Us? I... Gods, nerd. I am ridiculously and hopelessly infatuated by every inch of you, so either walk home with me or kiss me again, right now.”

[emptyolympus]

@singofus asked: A moment of weakness (Ariadne and Dionysus)

4 - My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.

Dionysus had been having what could aptly be described as the worst day of his life. Details of it, however, were long ago lost to the five now empty bottles of wine scattered by his feet as he stared with an empty gaze at the television. He’d been making his way through the drinks over the last few hours, and was now, contently, pissed off his tits drunk.

So when the double-vision of Ariadne appeared, his dumb smile was irrepressible. “Y’so preddy...” he slurred, putting the joint down as he reached for her soft blonde hair. It always smelt nice and was soft in his hands to play with, he just... just had to reach it. “Wan ta murr ye you,” he continued, his eyes soft as he admired her blurry outlines. 

[emptyolympus]

// so i was gonna come off hiatus cos i actually have time to write again now but i had a look at my drafts and my muse is dead sooooo... IM me some hcs to resurrect my muse pleath??

[emptyolympus]

// real life needs some priority atm, so i’m going on a short hiatus. i will be in my ims but replies will be delayed!

[emptyolympus]

// real life needs some priority atm, so i’m going on a short hiatus. i will be in my ims but replies will be delayed!

[emptyolympus]

@enchaxxted asked: ‘a moment of weakness’ { daisy x ares }

21 - Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.

“Daisy?” he called, hearing her yelp behind him, and immediately rushing to her side. “What’s wrong?” Ares knew that as powerful as she was, her body was still... fragile. After all, how else could he give her the pretty hickeys that littered her throat and between her thighs? Seeing her wince as she tried to put weight on her foot, he tssked scoldingly and crouched to take her calf in his hand, letting her hold onto his shoulders for balance whilst he examined her foot. “Looks like a sprained ankle. I have some salve that could work for this back at the flat,” he murmured, before pressing a gentle kiss to her injury. Standing once more, he brushed a hand over her cheek. “No walking for you until we get back, okay?” he ordered, before scooping her up into his arms bridal style. She was feather-light to him, and frankly, it was quite nice to hold her so close to him. “Means no running away for you either, guess there’s no escape,” he teased, a flash of a grin her way to let her know he wasn’t entirely serious, no matter how much the idea of keeping her all to himself appealed.

[emptyolympus]

// real life needs some priority atm, so i’m going on a short hiatus. i will be in my ims but replies will be delayed!

[castielss]

Magnus, I love you more than anyone in the world, and I’m... I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. | Shadowhunters ▸ 3x16 “Stay With Me”

[solitudeprompts]

❝ you look tense,  let me rub your shoulders. ❞ ❝ will you draw on my back? ❞ ❝ i love it when you sing to me ❞ ❝ i drew a bath for you,  let me make you some tea. ❞ ❝ do you want to just stay in bed today? ❞ ❝ come back to bed,  it’s barely sunrise. ❞ ❝ should i get out some candles? ❞ ❝ i picked up your favourite wine. ❞ ❝ will you play with my hair? ❞ ❝ i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. ❞ ❝ i think you look beautiful. ❞ ❝ i love you even when you have morning breath. ❞ ❝ i cooked dinner for you. ❞ ❝ i brought you dinner. ❞ ❝ can you just hold me for a while? ❞ ❝ i’m just gonna hold you for a while. ❞ ❝ sing me to sleep? ❞ ❝ i’m going to treat you like a  ( queen/king ). ❞ ❝ you’re my whole world. ❞ ❝ a foot rub would be nice. ❞ ❝ are you going to join me? ❞ ❝ may i have this dance? ❞ ❝ shut up and kiss me. ❞

[thequeensofbeauty]

Alisha Boe - W Magazine Summer 2018

[emptyolympus]

amissums​:

Eyes roll as he sits himself down with a sigh, head shaking slightly. “Does it matter?” The male scoffs, pulling a bag of weed out of his jeans as he begins rolling himself a joint, much needed after the night he’s just had to endure. “Flirting is flirting, I know it when I see it. The funny thing is, I could have sworn I saw you looking right at me whilst you were doing it a few times too. You tryna taunt me, Seph? It’s not gonna fuckin’ work anymore.” Miles sighs, tongue swiping across the end of the paper before he seals the joint shut. “What’s the point in even arguing with you anyway? I’ll never win. You do whatever you want, I’m just not gonna be there anymore to watch.”

Persephone watched with a sinking feeling as the other sighed, seemingly resolved to be pissed with her. “Maybe it does matter. Or it could, if you let it.” The words were quiet, but just carried enough to reach him. However, she figured he would ignore them if he could. “I wasn’t trying to taunt you, Miles,” she sighed, running a hand through her hair. “I looked over to you to see if you were doing okay being stuck in a flower shop when I couldn’t really talk to you much. I’m not- like that.” The fact that she had to tell him as much was depressing. She wanted... well, she didn’t know what she wanted, but it wasn’t this. “If you cared so much, why don’t you ever do anything about it?” she challenged, looking at him now with a new anger in her bones. This wasn’t fair, none of it. 

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[johnnyssilverhand]

Congratulations, you’ve made it to the top five, Mac. Number five, with a bullet. Welcome.

Zoë Kravitz as Rob Brooks in High Fidelity 1.01, "Top Five Heartbreaks"

[emptyolympus]

amissums​:

Brody shrugs a response to the other’s apology, it’s not like anything important was in his backpack anyway, he wasn’t stupid enough to leave his laptop in there which is about the only things he cares for. “It’s cool.” He nods, hands moving to his pockets as he feels somewhat awkward talking to others, eyes wandering around the room so he’s not entirely focused on the other. “Oh, computer science. Nothing interesting… Uh, what do you study?” Brody mumbles, mainly because he believes no one else finds his course as interesting as he does. The blonde chuckles as he stands, nodding to the other’s request. “I hope you’re not one of those Moco choco latte with whipped cream and caramel drizzle fuckin’ people. Not that I’d even know a real coffee order like that.” He teases, leading the two out of the building towards the other one that has the coffee shop.

Leander was glad the other seemed pretty chill about the whole thing - not that he wouldn’t be in the same situation, but he just found himself not wanting the other to get a bad impression. “Computer science is interesting!” he protested, though he wasn’t sure why he felt the need to defend it suddenly. It wasn’t like he knew much about it, after all. “You’ve got like, artificial intelligence and security and stuff, way more interesting than me. I do sports psychology, but I’m a swimmer,” Leander elaborated, getting to his feet. Flushing a little, he scratched the back of his neck. “It may or may not be a caramel frappuccino with cream, but I’m a growing lad and I need sugar with my caffeine. Why? Are you a high and mighty drinker of pure black coffee with a shot of sadness?” he teased back, giving the other a playful look.