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@harleymaguire
thomas doherty, homosexual, male + he/him, mage «—◦—→ well met, harley maguire! the godling born child of hera. it’s been 25 years and now they have answered the song in their veins. can he change the course of history with their charm, warmness, + benevolence? or will their arrogance, extravagance, hedonisticness hinder them? only time will tell before this godling’s name is sung into myth and legend!
THOMAS DOHERTY as Sebastian in Legacies (2.08)
@bornatnightt
after what had happened on his last quest with the cabbalistic cult woman and her kids, harley had to get away from camp for a few days, to deal with the guilt and grief of what he had done to those poor innocent people. he didn't know if he was actually ready to go back to camp, but he knew he had to, there was people there that he cared so much about, winter, silas, jesse, ollie, everest, they were all back and camp, he had to go back, even if it was just for them.
so it was no surprise that when he returned to camp, one of the first places he went to was the nyx cabin, jesse... meant a lot to him, so of course he was one of the first people harley wanted to see. arriving at the nyx cabin, harley knocked loudly on the door, making a tune with his knocks.
@harleymaguire
He sunk a little more into the bath letting the warm water work over his body. Rio was finally able to take time to relax after his dream, and the heart song, and the loss of Gabe he was finally able to unwind. He didn't know how long he had been in the water before he felt someone come into the bath with him. One eye opened to see who it was, "Hey Hars" he gave the other a smirk, "Fancy seeing you."
harley had been so lost in his own thought that he jumped a little hearing his name being spoken, it had been... a stressful few weeks. "oh, rio, didn't see you there, papito." he greeted with a grin, unwrapping how towel from his waist, leaving him standing there in naked, thick ass and long cock on show for the other, as he hung his towel up on the hook, then stepped into the water right across from rio, a foot sliding over his leg. "hi, handsome."
jesse smirked, hands caressing harley's hair. tempted to pull at it for the teasing tone in his voice. "seems like you want to challenge me." there was no heat to it, which was rare for someone as competitive as jesse, but for once he wanted to enjoy the calmness while it lasted.
he wanted to argue, but between the kisses and the hands working his ass before they manhandled him so he was facing the ground there wasn't much he could say. "clever, aren't you?" he asked, looking back to see where harley had positioned himself, face all too close to his ass. jesse's smirk was wide and knowing. "well, are you just going to stare at it? i love displaying it but if that's all i would enjoy a bigger audience."
at the mans words, the prince of the gods couldn't help but grin, leaning forward and biting down on one of his thick ass cheeks. "oh my boy wants to be watched by an audience, does he? i'll need to remember that," harley pulled his head back once more, separating his cheeks to spit on the man's tight, rimmed hole. "for now, you're stuck with me." he moved his hand over to his ass, teasing the entrance with his thumb, spreading his own saliva around the hole, before he was taking his thumb away and replacing it with his tongue. his tongue laps and laps and laps away at his hole, wanting to open him up.
in case you didn't know
for muses who need to share some intimate thoughts with one another. can be platonic, romantic, familial ... works with any kind of dynamic really. feel free to change pronouns, descriptor words, whatever you may need!
❝ you know i love and care about you, right? ❞ ❝ ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. ❞ ❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞ ❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ ❝ not one person is more important to me than you. ❞ ❝ i don't know what it is about you, but, you just ... you're the only one who can make me feel like this. ❞ ❝ you're amazing, you know that? ❞ ❝ who has the greatest (friend/brother/sister/sibling/parent/etc) in the world? me, that's who! ❞ ❝ i'm only managing to stand here on my two feet because of you. i made it because of you. ❞ ❝ i don't know how i'm ever going to be able to repay you. ❞ ❝ i know for a fact that you're special. i can feel it. ❞ ❝ you've actually made me feel like a person again, like i'm ... normal. ... thank you. ❞ ❝ i used to think that everyone else was just evil and cynical, guided by their own self-interest. that is, until i met you. ❞ ❝ you truly are too good for this world. ❞ ❝ i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. ❞ ❝ you deserve so much more than what you were given. ❞ ❝ nobody i've ever met has been more gifted than you. ❞ ❝ if you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? ❞ ❝ you always feel really comfortable and safe to be around. ❞ ❝ i think i have a new purpose in my life. to be with you. ❞ ❝ you have a kind heart. i know you don't believe me, and you try to hide it behind a facade, but i know for a fact that you do, deep down. ❞ ❝ i think you're probably the only one who understands me. ❞ ❝ you're safe here with me. nobody's going to harm you ever again. ❞ ❝ i don't deserve someone as amazing as you. ❞ ❝ i was kind to you because you looked like you needed a friend. ❞ ❝ i'm never leaving you. you're stuck with me. ❞
" why did you do it? " winter turned to him. " if you had an incling of what could have happened to you... why? " he responded. " it never once crossed my mind to try and do it. i would have found another way. i would not do something and go in blind.... " he whispered. " i just don't understand. " winter was holding so much in at that point. harley doing the heartsong, alejandro eating that fruit that practically killed him, romeo having a box that was dangerous and then leaving with it for two weeks. he was tired of it, tired of all of them making these poor decisions that ultimately hurt others.
why did he do it? wasn't it obvious? the same reason he done all of these dumb things, for him. "for you, win. i done it for you." he took another few steps up to winter, now a few inches from him, not touching him just yet. it was clear he was mad, he had to let winter be mad. "if giving myself to the shield kept you safe for one more day, i would have done it in a heartbeat. i lo-" he stopped himself mid sentence, swallowing the lump that had formed in the back of his throat. "i mean, you know how i feel about you. there's nothing or no one more important than you. keeping you safe is my priority." he told him, eyes glued to the back of winter's head, he knew how wreckless and stupid he was with his life had to drive winter and anyone who cared about him insane. but this was who he was, he cared with his whole being. and sometimes that caring with his whole being showed in the form of sacraficing himself.
“ what does it matter if i did or didn’t do the heartsong? ” he sighed, shoulders lifting up in a half assed shrug, looking at winter, but not quite making eye contact with him just yet. to be completely honest, harley didn’t have much value for his own life, he had lived far longer than he ever thought he would. so if he had died giving his life to the heartsong, he would have been okay with that. if it had helped keep winter safe. keep silas safe. jesse safe. oliver safe. ale safe. he would have accepted it. winter had made him feel loved so much more than he ever had felt before. he was content with dying. “ we’re both here, both alive, it doesn’t matter what happened. ”
of course he knew how winter felt, if this had been the other way around and it had been winter who tried to do the heartsong and hide it from him, he would have wanted to kill winter for it just to revive him and scream at him. but harley didn’t do well with emotions. or showing his emotions really. funny that someone with empathic abilities didn’t do well with emotions. very contradicting. he pulled himself his feet, walking towards winter, standing a few inches behind him, not wanting to invade his space. “win, i know. i do. but i did what i felt i had to. i can’t apologise for that”
winter sighed. was he okay though? he felt like the other wasn't at all. he felt like harley was–– well, hurt somehow. " are you sure? " he whispered. winter wasn't sure that if telling him his real thoughts were the thing. this is when he wished harley would just read his mind. but, then again, he hoped he didn't because there was so much going on in there. " i found you, in the middle of the fields, harley. gabe... he's dead. he did what a few others did, try the heartsong, and... i'm trying so hard not to be upset with people, " he looked down. winter took harley's hands and sighed once more. " i was just worried that you.... if you...."
“what does it matter if i did or didn’t do the heartsong?” he sighed, shoulders lifting up in a half assed shrug, looking at winter, but not quite making eye contact with him just yet. to be completely honest, harley didn’t have much value for his own life, he had lived far longer than he ever thought he would. so if he had died giving his life to the heartsong, he would have been okay with that. if it had helped keep winter safe. keep silas safe. jesse safe. oliver safe. ale safe. he would have accepted it. winter had made him feel loved so much more than he ever had felt before. he was content with dying. “we’re both here, both alive, it doesn’t matter what happened.”
" hi baby, " winter smiled. seeing him, writing, alive. he was so glad to see him like this. it scared him, knowing that harley could have been hurt if he actually did what the others did. the heartsong, tapping into it. he wanted to know the truth, but he didn't want to make this a confrontation.
" sorry, i was just–– " of course, harley would know that. his emotions were all over the place. he walked over to harley and sat down at the end of the bed. " just me, worried, i guess. i wanted to check up on you, see if you are doing okay? "
hearing that win was worried about him, he let out a soft sigh, eyes flicking to the ground, then back up at him. “i’m okay,” it wasn’t the truth, but it wasn’t exactly a lie, either. he had been hurt worse than this before, so in comparison he was okay, but he still didn’t feel right. “why don’t you tell me what’s worrying you and we can see if we can get ride of some of that worry?” he told him, shifting closer to the son of hades on the bed so that he one of his legs were pressed against winter’s side. “can’t have that pretty mind of yours worrying.”
"maybe you could." whether silas would let him was the true question they had to get down to answering, though ...knowing himself.... harley would be very much able to. they'd been there, they'd done that. "sounds like it." silas grumbled quietly, brows furrowed to emphasize the level of grumpy he still ...felt. "i'm.... not. the fuck's your definition of cute. makes no fuckin' sense."
"...shut up. the hell i am." he wasn't smitten with anybody or anything. he was calm, collected.... & calculating. always. he liked harley, sure, but .. he wasn't smitten. damnit. he did ... feel much lighter right now. it was .. strange. he felt the sadness within him still, the hopelessness & the anger, but .. it didn't matter right now. it wasn't stifling anymore. "do.... don't i?" he very much did, though before he could even .... he was on his back with a young godling on him. okay fine. glancing up at the other with the hint of a smile on his lips, he curled a big hand in the other's shirt to tug him down & in reach for a kiss.
"show me what you got." it... maybe that was for the best. he didn't really want to go out & harley came all the way. for him.
“ooh you’re actually admitting it? maybe we’ll play a little game of how loud can we get papi to moan today, huh?” he wiggled his eyebrow at si, clearly in a far better mood than he was when he first came into the cabin, feeling lighter now that he knows silas was in a slightly better mood. “my definition is daddies who look fucking adorable when their hair everywhere and just woken up.”
edges of the texans lips curved up into a sly smirk, he hadn’t meant to, but he heard silas spiraling a little in his head over the son of hera’s comment about being smitten. “you sure about that? ‘cause i can feel the emotions radiating off of you, you’re smitten with me.” he continued to tease the older man from his position above him, he leaned in close, lips kissing the older man softly before they were moving to silas’ necks as he began pressing soft kisses up and down his skin, his hands sliding up the inside of silas’ shorts, so that his hands could grip those thick ass cheeks, giving them both a rough squeeze.
“you look so good like this, on your back for me.” he whispered in the mans ear, tongue gliding over the shell of his earlobe.
winter was worried. very worried. the moment he found out about the heartsong, he realized that something had shifted in the camp. he didn't realize that many godlings would go off and try to give some of themselves up to make the barrier strong. and when word went around that gabe was just gone, winter immediately tried to contact harley. he went to his cabin, look at the places he usually spent time at, but nothing.
finding out harley was okay, it eased the son of hades. and he let the other rest up. he didn't want to go in hot. he had his suspicions. harley must have what most of the other demis done. and winter was mad enough that alejandro did something stupid during the invasion, he didn't want harley falling in that same boat. so when he found himself at the cabin, he walked up to the man's room and he looked at him. " hey. "
when harley had awoken in that field on his own, boy aching, head killing him, there was only one thing that he could think about and that was winter, the fact that he could have died right there and never seen winter’s beautiful face again, never get to tell him how he really felt about him. then the handsome man turned up at the fields and found him sitting there on the ground and he truly could not have been happier.
“hey, handsome,” the son of hera greeted back, closing over his notebook and sitting it in front of him. he was sat on top of his bed, legs crossed as he glanced up at the man he had rapidly fallen for. he had been writing a prayer to hera, one that mentioned winter an awful lot, in fact it centered around the other godling. “what’s up? i can feel your emotions from over here, you know.”
@deathscn
the last few weeks had been truly exhausting, not just physically, but more so mentally. it had took more ouf of him than he had ever thought possible, from the invasion, to the constant monster attacks, but the thing that had made him realize maybe he was doing a little too much was the heartsong, when he'd given some of his power to the shield he'd passed out in a field and awoken 8 hours later alone, cold and mentally fucked. but he also had a certain sense of peace, that he had helped camp be that bit safer, helped winter survive longer. and that was the most important thing. so he would do it again in a heartbeat, even if it meant he wouldn't come back from it.
so he'd taken the day off, no leaving the cabin, no running to fight monsters, no dealing with anyones drama. just him in his own mind. he was so in the zone writing in his diary that he used to talk to hera about, that he didn't even hear the door to his cabin being opened and someone entering. not that he would really care, he had charmed the door so that only a few specific people could enter without having to be let in, winter being one of them.
"No, didn't scare me. Can't say the same for the deer close by." Greyson chuckled, but it was weaker than usual - his lighter spirit clearly dampened by recent events. He watched as the nearby doe and her fawn seemed to settle once more when they realised they weren't in immediate danger. "I'm usually out here on my own." He shrugged lightly. "It's peaceful out here, quiet except for the sounds of life all around. A good place to do some thinking or just empty your mind." He answered before looking over at Harley as he came closer. "Question is, what are you doing out here, you don't strike me as the woodsie type?" Greyson teased.
"sorry," he paused mid sentence, eyes moving up and down greyson's frame, he could feel something about him that was different, his sounds, his emotions? they felt off, not the way they were the last time they were alone together at the hot springs. he knew there was something wrong. he wasn't going to ask, though. he would wait until grey felt ready to talk, if he was. "didn't mean to scare away your deer, then. wasn't expecting anyone to be out here." he told him, clearing his throat, glancing over his shoulder at whatever grey was looking at. "got a lot on your mind?" he asked with a hum. "don't i? might surprise you, but i'm a nature boy, was brought up on a farm, the woods behind it were one of my favourite places to just be alone."
"uhuh, sure. i ain't gonna purr though." he was not a damn cat. or had cat energy. if anything.. he was a wolf, there was a reason he had a lone wolf on his shoulder. okay, maybe there was more to that... given he'd once been the lion of new haven. no, well - yes, but whatever. he wasn't some meme cat. yes, he'd seen it. alejandro showed it to him. "someone hit you on the head recently? 's all gibberish t'me." though he felt his cheeks redden in suble embarassment. too much attention, too much talk about him. he didn't like it. he did like spending time with the younger godling though. even in bed. today seemed to be no exception.
"maybe you're biased cause.. of somethin'." that worked out great. he did truly believe in harley's abilities. more than in his own, which admittedly wasn't difficult right now. "you forget i'm a lot older than all y'all. get to my age, work out, same thing." though he assumed that ...his divinity played a part in it, too. he was built bigger & broader than most kids in camp. by nature it seemed. not that that was of any importance right now for their ...well, banter. he wasn't sure what he was doing, but ... it didn't feel wrong... right now. maybe he just needed distraction, someone he felt comfortable enough with to let go with.
or maybe harley's rather outspoken & direct approach was what he needed right now. lowering his body a little so it rested against the other's, he just .. let it happen. lips against his, breath sucked in through his nose to extend the kiss until he did have to pull away, but not far .. "still wanna train?" they could ...train.. right here.
“you sure? maybe not purr but i’m sure i could pull some moans from you.” teasing tone in his voice, a hand running up and down silas’ side, just taking in this moment of peace, enjoying the moment of just their teasing and flirting, there was no voices in his, it was just them. it was perfect. “you know i did get hit in the head while training yesterday. maybe i’m concussed and i’m just talking bullshit.” het let out a laugh, burying his face in the crook of silas’ neck and pressing a soft kiss to the skin before pulling back. “or here’s the more realistic option. you’re just cute as fuck. you know when you do that scowl when you’re annoyed? or the look you get when you’re confused? also cute as fuck. just accept your fate as the cute old man of camp.”
“wow, sound logic, silas, how ever did you come up with that? plus, i’m the least biased person ever. you’re biased because you’re smitten over me.” plus, he could hear peoples thoughts, he heard when people were thinking shit about him when one of his abilities failed to hit, a lot of people seemed to forget that. sure the camp was full of hot godlings who were in the best shape their lives, but silas? he was on a whole other level of his own, he was absolutely stunning, and his body? it was stunning, had to show the man how much he really appreciated it. “i mean, you do owe me a training session, huh? you did stand me up.” he hummed, hands holding onto silas’ hips tight and flipping them over, so that silas’ back was on the mattress and harley was now on top of the older man. “i have a couple moves i could show you that i know.”
