oh, time

penned by hope

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Kate McKinley Abbott

( LILY COLLINS, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER ) ⌇ have you seen KATE ABBOTT around icaria? they are the 32 year old child of ATHENA. they remind me of SPLIT LIPS, LAUGHING UNCONTROLLABLY, LONG CONVERSATIONS, and OVERSIZED SWEATERS. They’ve been on the island for # 1 1/2 years.

Kate was born to Carter Abbott and Athena. Carter was a man very set in his ways, and was easily obsessed with something, and that apparently meant with women, too. One evening he’d called for Athena again, begging for another night with her. She’d obliged and Kate came into the world much the same way her older brother did: the goddess showed up and gave her over to him, explaining this was his child. He’d named her Kate, not for any particular reason but thought it was a strong name. McKinley to match the president theme with her older brother. Her baby years were easy but the moment she learned to walk she immediately became a ball of fire. It was easy to run from her dad with the reflexes she came with; no one could shift their body without her knowing about it. The realm thing she’d also discovered early on, and it was fun to hide things like food she didn’t want to eat, her father’s shoes, Lincoln’s stuff to annoy him. She thought their family was great and nothing was wrong. But looking back she could see the signs of it falling apart. Her father slowly became more and more obsessed with his research until one day when she was only twelve years old, he vanished, leaving Lincoln, who was basically a kid himself, to take care of himself and his younger sister. Kate tried hard to make things easier on her older brother, who she knew was already giving up a lot. But sometimes she couldn’t control herself. Someone makes a rude comment to her, someone touches her boob without permission, and before she can really think about it they’re on the ground and she’s suspended. Sometimes it would be as small as a dirty look. She made a lot of enemies, so when she finally graduated she was happy to leave and the school was happy to see her go. She left for the University of Massachusetts, Boston just to go, not because she really had a passion for anything. Kate majored in communications and made a lot more friends. She stuck around and got a masters as well. Maybe it was Boston itself, or the friends she made there, but she finally felt comfortable. Her battle reflexes must have worn themselves out. Kate fell in love with a handsome but aloof man named Finn while they were both doing post-grad studies. She thought he loved her back, based on the way he asked her to marry him and all. She planned it all: a small but beautiful wedding, where nothing was out of place. Except the groom. After the man embarrassed her in front of both of their families by not even bothering to show up, she was heartbroken. Kate is a woman who is unable to stop herself from wearing her heart on her sleeve and oversharing, and she was afraid she was insufferable after the fact, and her reflexes seemed to come back twofold. She knew she needed to leave Boston before she hurt anyone, so she left for Icaria about a year and a half ago, where she could live close to her brother without him having to take care of her, and to get a fresh start where she could put everything behind her.

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larkfox​:

Lark scrunched up her nose, and assessed David’s state. He looked like he’d seen too much today. Clearly, he was doing better than she was, but that didn’t mean she wanted him putting himself through more hell. “You can put me down, I think. Thanks for always being there for me.” Even when she was nearly dying, apparently. “No, we’re going to make things right once we’re-” She hacked up a nasty sounding cough. “Once we’re okay. We didn’t even get to the important stuff at the meeting. Your guitar-playing was good, though.” Sure, the Zeus vs. Nyx stuff was important, but a government that treated everything like it was focused on the war was doomed to miss the point.

“Huh? Oh, okay.” David set her on her feet, keeping his hands held out in case Lark’s legs were no longer working. The adrenaline in his body was fading, and he started feeling like absolute shit. Mentally and physically hit by a truck. “I agree,” he said hoarsely. “I think if anything this just means we need to keep doing what we’re doing-” David took a break to cough. “Thanks,” he tried to smile. “Why does that feel like a million years ago?” 

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steffiisms​:

(Closed starter for @myhearthealing - Caroline)

Steffi was in her living room, looking around for anything she might have forgotten to pack when she heard a knock on the door, pulling her out of her thoughts. She frowned, wondering who might be there - she certainly wasn’t expecting anyone, so the options that came to mind were mostly unpleasant. Sighing, she made her way over, walking around the luggage she’d neatly stacked by the door to take a look through the peephole. Caroline? That was a surprise. She opened the door, expression impassive - she didn’t know what had driven her ex to show up here unprompted, and she certainly wasn’t going to display any sort of emotion until she knew how she should be feeling about this development. “Can I help you?”

Caroline enjoyed the day with Lark--she really did. But for some reason the conversation they’d had that morning, with the uneaten pancakes, bothered her. She didn’t want to push her friend, especially when she was having a rough time fighting with her best friend. It was a long shot, but she could try and see if the other party in that particular conversation could shed some light. And so, she’d driven into town and found herself knocking on Steffi’s door. “Hey,” she smiled slightly. “Are you busy at the moment? I was wondering if I could talk to you.”

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larkfox​:

@myhearthealing​ - David

Lark woke up in a fluorescent environment, incredibly confused. She felt a little weightless, and also her whole body was trying to fight her. Puzzled and concerned, she opened one eye, and saw… David. She guessed he was carrying her? “David. Hi. You look like someone crapped you up. I’m guessing me too,” she said, not really thinking too hard about her words. Her throat apparently did not approve of her saying anything, as she had to fight not to get into some sort of coughing fit. Opened the other eye, she asked hesitantly, “Is the council meeting over?” Yes, yeah- She remembered what had happened, but she didn’t want to. Maybe David would tell her that they had a bad fall in the dirt or something from a teambuilding exercise. Anything but this. She was almost certain this was the hospital, but she didn’t want it to be.

David was entirely out of breath, and out of his mind. If he just didn’t think about how incredibly messed up everything was, and how they were lucky to be alive, then he could keep up this adrenaline for just a bit longer. Long enough to carry Lark into the hospital. A shift from her sent him a rush of relief. He gave a small laugh despite the situation at her words. “Just a little bit. I don’t look that bad, right?” David’s voice was croaky, which he figured was the large amount of smoke he breathed into his lungs. That probably wasn’t good. “It’s over,” he answered. “If it isn’t over forever, I’ll be very surprised.” If he knew Lark, that wasn’t going to be an option.

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torimetaxas​:

Tori was not entirely sure how a goat could be spoiled and entitled, but Atticus probably knew best. Either that, or he had been projecting something onto the goat just because. It didn’t really matter in the end. “I don’t remember the juice being spicy myself but- Yeah, that might do it.” She probably should have been more shocked and horrified at the idea of swallowing the foil cap, but Atticus seemed okay at this point. That childhood mistake probably hadn’t had lasting consequences. “Nice. Snag a few if you pass them. Not sure why they put them in such easy to take packaging, but I’m not going to tell the Kool-Aid people to stop. Ooo, hey.” She spotted something off of Atticus list, and grabbed it.

He nodded at her suggestion to get some Kool-Aid. "Maybe it wasn't exactly spicy," Atticus continued. "It had a weird spicy-like taste. You know, it could have been the artificial ingredients. Now that I think about it." He frowned, stopping as Tori grabbed one of his items of the shelf. "Do you make dinner a lot?" Atticus asked her. "Or do you usually order out? Just wondering, since you're mostly getting basic stuff."

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chloevara​:

“Of course. I like a good plan like that. Here’s my first pick. Uhm, maybe we can randomize numbers for the rest and then pick out one of those numbers to see what else we’re getting?” She tapped the menu in front of them with one of the options that she leaned toward considering a little more often than some of the others. “I haven’t been home since I arrived in Icaria, which would be over five years ago. I wish I had known about you and HJ earlier, though. It means so much to have you close, even though I’m still getting to know you.” Chloe did not think that she truly knew everything important about the oldest sister that she knew of, but she knew more than enough to really love HJ. “Hmm, well, I hope that you can make something work. I don’t know how difficult it is for you to be apart, but it sure is nice to see family in person. Is he huggy sort of person?” She titled her head to the side. “Oh, uhm, there might be some units in the building I live in. Well, currently live in. I guess I’m moving too. It’s a relatively nice place, but I don’t know as much about the two bedroom units… You don’t share a bedroom with your sister, correct?”

Fae nodded her head in agreement. "We can do a number randomizer on Google," she pulled out her phone, counted the number of items in the appetizer portion, and inputted it. She listened as Chloe talked. "I didn't know I had siblings until I came here," she replied, "Or I would have told you. It was a bit hard to track you down once I got here though. Ah, for obvious reasons I hit a dead end and didn't have a way to contact you. If I'm honest," she said the next part in a lower tone, her face growing red, "I might have really built up an idea of you in my head from what other people told me about you. Like, maybe akin to Hestia," she drew her lips into a line, wondering if she should have said that. "It didn't help my nerves," Fae added. "I've never really been apart from him before," she answered, fidgeting with her coaster. "I don't know how I'll act away from my dad for a long time. He's definitely a hugger," she laughed, recalling her dad. "Will cannot watch a movie without needing to sit on the same sofa and share a blanket, or hugging me randomly several times a day just because. It's really nice," Fae added, smiling. "Really? Maybe we'll go and check it out. I mean, we can physically share a room? We used to share a room back when we were kids, but I don't know how well it would work out now."

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nothingbutunlost-deactivated202​:

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flo-roman​:

“Yeah…” Florence rarely found herself speechless, but right now that was all that she could say. Seeing Georgiana in front of her once again after her heart had been broken had shaken her to her very core, and honestly, had made her feel a little sick. She’d come back here to ensure that she got away from the woman, and now, she was here too. Would she have to run away again? “Ah, yes, your mother. That was nice of her, to send you here.” Was all she could say, nodding as she tried to still get it into her mind that the woman that she had had loved was standing in front of her once again. “I came back after… well, everything… I’ve stayed here, with Eli.”

Georgie knew that was a lie. It was obvious from the look on her face that Florence wished Georgie would pack her things and leave the island immediately. "Yeah..." she said, agreeing regardless. After everything. She repeated in her head. "That's great," she replied. "I'm sure he's happy having you around again, maybe." She shouldn't have come here in the first place, definitely not to the event, but maybe not even to Icaria. This was a risky move from the start. What did she think, that Florence wasn't going to at least visit her home once in a while? It was almost laughable how naïve her thoughts were. "Listen, Flo-" Georgie swallowed. "Please don't leave again. I've been here a year and haven't seen you, maybe we can just go on like that. I won't come to any more of these, especially one that's hosted by your family. I just don't want to make it seem like you have no where else to go when this is your home."

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richboymax​:

“I’m interested in staying here, is all. Can I not be interested in staying in the bar and getting a know a beautiful woman?” Max replied, his smile still evident on his face, but he was contemplating giving up - this woman was hard work. Not that he minded the hard work, however he hadn’t been in the mood for a hard graft that evening. The only thing that was keeping him there at the moment was that he was intrigued by her. “I’m not waiting on anyone love - I’ve found the person I want to talk to this evening.”

"You can. I'm sure that's a lot of the reason you come here." Fae responded simply, disregarding the compliment. She wasn't entirely sure why he was devoting all this energy to her. She thought she'd made it fairly clear she didn't want him hitting on her and yet here he was. She contemplated acting crazy--that's what got the usual guys to leave her alone, but then decided she didn't really want to put on the effort. Fae decided he could talk to her all he wanted, but he wasn't going to get anywhere with her. Not as long as he kept that smirk on his face that was irritating her so badly. "Oh yeah? Who is that?"

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mikethompson​:

Mike was sitting on a bench, about to enjoy a big slice of pizza he’d bought - when out of nowhere, some guy he’d never seen before came up and asked if he was going to eat it. “Uh… yeah?” This felt like a trick question, considering he’d been just about to take a big ol’ bite when the guy had chimed in. He set the slice back down on its paper plate, taking a closer look at the newcomer. The guy sure looked like something was going wrong in his life. Mike wasn’t sure if pizza would solve whatever was going on, but… “You want some? We can split it if ya want - pop a squat,” he offered, gesturing to the space next to him on the bench before he set about ripping the slice in half.

"Damn it," Dmitri said. Then, because he didn't know if the guy appreciated cursing and still wanted to get on his good graces in case he changed his mind, added "I mean, darn it." The guy was looking at him weird, and this was usually his cue to leave, but then he dropped his pizza on his plate and said something to Dmitri. Oh no, the man was being nice to him. Dmitri grimaced and was about to say No thank you, I don't need a pity pizza, when the guy tore the slice in half. He figured he might as well at that point; Dmitri did want it, and the guy went to all the work already. Sitting gingerly on the seat next to him, he took the half into his hands. "Thanks," he murmured almost unintelligibly.

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angelslietokeepcontrol​:

“I don’t know where I’m supposed to live. I think I’d like to stay with my sibling or maybe I’ll stay at the temple.” Jane did not have good answers for Bernie but she didn’t know anything more to say. “Oh, I don’t know. Asclepius just said they would come.” Hopefully they’d show up soon. “You can do whatever you want, I just don’t want to bother you.”

She must be new, that was a good reason for her not knowing where to go at this point. Bernie knew a few that were like that, homeless at first, and then had other people take them in. At the same time, this girl felt different somehow. Like she wasn't here on her own whim. "Was Asclepius the one who brought you here? Where was your home before?" At this point, Bernie knew she was getting a cold anyway, so there was no point in running home now. “You aren’t bothering me at all,” she told her.

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elsakingsley​:

      Elsa was giving him the full attention to him, ignoring her activities for the moment being. ❛ It’s okay, Dave. You don’t have to worry.❜ She didn’t mind if he was living for free, as long as her place was occupied by someone. Preferably by somebody she knows. ❛ It works for me. Thirty/sixty then. But only do this if you feel comfortable doing so. ❜ She explained, standing up as well. ❛ Don’t worry about this Dave, we’ll figure this out. ❜ In regards to his noisy hobby. ❛ I can show you a room that can be yours if you want. It has a suit. Follow me… ❜ She guides him in her penthouse, to shows him one of the room, that was very comfortable, it has space to put whatever he wants, and the room was all ‘white’. ❛ You can change the colors if you want. ❜ Entering further, she opens a secret door that was the bathroom, with a tub inside. ❛ This is the bathroom, which also you can personalize at your taste. Again, white. ❜

David wasn’t sure if he did feel comfortable. It wasn’t Elsa; they were good enough friends that it he could say absolutely not and it wouldn't really change anything or hurt her feelings. He let her lead him to the room, and felt almost blinded as she turned on the light. This suite she mentioned was probably larger than his whole apartment. David followed her to the bathroom, in a secret door. Way too cool. "I... don't know what to say," he spoke finally. It was crazy she had the space for an empty room, and who knew if this was the only one. He finally put a finger on his problem. He was intimidated. "I guess--are you sure? This is...really nice."

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larkfox​:

“I’m glad. I wish we got to spend more time together without life getting in the way.” The most difficult part of this whole conversation was making sure to consistently phrase everything regarding Steffi in terms of how Lark felt about the situation rather than trying to blame anybody else. It was almost impossible when Steffi made such awful choices and could be so mean. “I don’t typically even like the people she chooses. Or why she chooses them but that’s more of a me problem than a Steffi problem. She’s always had a whole life at nightclubs and stuff that I don’t understand, and you weren’t part of that at all. You seemed like a relationship person, and you wanted to be with her- at least for a little while. This is going to sound awful, but I couldn’t find any way to make fun of you to try to make Steffi feel better after you broke up with her.” She didn’t really make a point of befriending Steffi’s exes and hook-ups. They so often the kind of people that she could not see herself interacting with much on a personal level, and often it wasn’t anything serious. What she struggled to wrap her head around was that Steffi wanted something different out of a relationship than Lark did. Any implications that came from that were beyond her comprehension at this point.

Caroline had a lot to her life that got in the way of seeing her friend. Even today, she felt bad that she had to fit Lark into her busy schedule instead of being able to set aside time to see her without things taking precedent. She looked at the clock over the window and knew it was about time she joined Caelan outside with the tractor, but at the moment...Lark was more important than the farm. This was weird for Lark to say, talking in retrospective of hers and Steffi's relationship. She wondered if it was true, what she was saying. It was half-true, the only time she'd be comfortable at a club was for the masquerade, and look where that got them. She was a relationship person, in theory, but it was difficult for her to fall in love and see herself with someone long-term. "I guess I didn't know you cared about Steffi and I dating. At least enough that it mattered to fight about with your best friend." The last part was not lost on Caroline, in fact, she knew this was a compliment that ran deeper than her tone suggested. She knew Lark was a person that didn't mind saying things to drive a point across. "Listen," she said finally. "We don't have to talk about this any more. Have you ever ridden a tractor before?"

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sorceress-samantha​:

“I’m already there.” Sam replied darkly, a almost scary smile coming over her lips for a second as she thought back to all the pain and trouble that she had caused over the last few years on the island. “I’m not controlled or held back by anyone now, you see. I get to enjoy the chaos that I cause and have a partner to do it with. I’m living the high life, and don’t need you here bragging about how well being good has gone for you. Why did you even come here, Georgiana?”

Georgiana didn't think she was held back by anyone, either. Where did Samantha get off saying something like that? Sure, her father funded her trip. Sure, he made her attend gatherings and use his influence to keep her on her best behavior. Did that mean that she was still being controlled? No. She could go and do whatever she wished. Her father just wanted her to succeed. This irritated her more than the question. This and a certain passing comment, and for the first time her face betrayed a thread of irritation. "I came here because I wanted to and because I could. Sam, you can tell me I'm a terrible friend and that I don't belong here because both are true. But throwing at me the fact that I can't have a partner is low. Even for you." She threw her coffee into the trash and walked outside.

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angelslietokeepcontrol​:

“Very dope.” HJ confirmed. “Oh I like to like, go on runs or get ice cream with Chloe or like play with my pets. There’s all sorts of like, super dope stuff to do. Chloe might be a better person to ask though because I like, super forget everything.” Truthfully she just had a schedule and tended to stick with it unless she was spending time with someone. “Yeah, American army but we went everywhere. Ma’s retired now though.”

Fae hoped without saying aloud that she'd be able to hang out with HJ more in the future and do things that she would forget about as well, but maybe that was a weird thing to say to someone she'd just met. Even if they were sisters. "So are you into fitness?" She caught the running part. Fae was not really at all, but she hoped HJ would like talking about her interests. Now was probably not a good opportunity for her to tell her older sister she didn't like ice cream. That would come in time. "What does your mother do now that she's retired?" She asked.

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absentialucis​:

Phoebe was glad at least one person understood her frustration with Remi. Though she couldn’t seem to keep the anger in when she was around the other woman, Phoebe had a feeling it would fade if she actually let her speak about it. Right now her frustration was solely in the fact that Remi lied to her. The other woman had known how distraught the redhead had been about losing people she care about and all this time she knew what happened to them. It was the betrayal she was having a hard time getting passed. Instead of lingering on that fact, Phoebe was much more interested in her brother’s weird arrangement with his roommate. “Atti, I hate to be the one to tell you this but that’s not normal. Not the staying in town for those reasons, that’s very justified. I’m just concerned about why you and your roommate think this is a normal reaction to things. Are you sure you’re just friends?” Maybe they were and there was some serious codependency things happening there and Phoebe just didn’t understand. She rarely relied on other people so it was likely just something she couldn’t comprehend. “I just don’t want to see you get stuck in a situation you can’t get out of but I don’t know Briar well enough to give you decent advice on it.”

Atticus had a feeling that Phoebe was growing less and less interested in talking about Remi and her relationship. It was still plainly bothering his sister, but there wasn't a lot he could do now that she'd completely vented her frustrations, which was more than he thought he would get. Phoebe ultimately needed to talk to Remi about this if she ever wanted to recover from it. Atticus figured that was what he probably needed to do as well. Not now, though. The wound still felt fresh. He felt confused the more Phoebe was saying these things to him. What did she mean, it wasn't normal? What was normal? A flash of panic crossed his face. Was this what she thought their relationship was? Briar was his friend. His best friend. They could pick apart each other's brains and know what the other was thinking. If Briar hadn't been in Asphodel, he didn't know how much worse he would have handled it. But thinking back, he'd never once thought of their friendship as anything but platonic. "I'm one-hundred percent sure," Atticus replied firmly. "And if I didn't trust her with this, I sure as fuck wouldn't be buying a house in the first place. This planting permanent roots thing...it's kind of scary. But Briar knows that and it's why I feel reassured about the whole thing."

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atticus - carnation

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?how do they express or not express this relationship ?

Atticus is cis, but he isn’t afraid to like things that are feminine-coded. You’ll never catch him throwing a fit over fruity drinks or refusing to enjoy something because it’s women-dominated. Things don’t really embarrass him. He’d knit or wear a skirt, fuck it