Amour Aime Aimer Amour

who we fall in love with is not a choice. ( maybe ) i can accept that. but what we do with that love, surely in that there is a choice. you can’t c o n v i n c e me that love is a virus and we’re all its { 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓂𝓈. } you can’t convince me that my sister’s smile is but a mere ꜱʏᴍᴘᴛᴏɴ. don’t tell me that a ᵇˡᵘˢʰ is just [ blood ] and { heat } when the girl my friend loves holds her hand. 𝓘 𝓌𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝑒𝒸𝒽𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈.

[parkerrvalentine]

dunamais

“It can be both, right? Like, that’s a thing?” Macey saved a couple of fancy houses she found and looked over at Parker, “He’s hot, I’ll have money, it’ll be great.” She grinned, “What would you do if you got rich?”

“I think one might be more official than the other, but I dunno, I guess I should look into one, actually.” He put his knife to the side when he finished wiping it off. “That seems like the perfect situation, so it sounds like your life is pretty set now that we’re entrepreneurs.” He sat back and thought for a moment. “Hm, maybe I’d pay some of the satyrs to film everything but the magic stuff that happens at camp, and we can have our own reality show and get famous for being famous.”

[parkerrvalentine]

dunamais

Macey laughed, “Yeah, same. Keaton probably wouldn’t fall for it either. Mikey’s really the only one left.” She shrugged, “So it’s settled then. The three of us are gonna be rich. And we won’t share it with anyone—well, okay, that’s a lie.” She paused, “Brent will be rich too, like, by proxy. Even though he kinda is already. Whatever,” Macey picked up her phone and started scrolling through Pinterest, “Time to find myself a nice mansion.”

“Just make sure nobody who’s adopted him finds out, and we’ve struck gold.” He grins, then tilts his head back as he laughed. “Trophy husband? Or are you content just staying a sugar mama?”

[parkerrvalentine]

dunamais

“See, we’d be great business partners, we both think the same way.” She laughed, “Genius. Who do you think we could rope into it? All the Heph kids we’ve got are pretty smart. I don’t think they’d fall for it. And Blue scares me sometimes.”

“Oh yeah. definitely not Blue, she’s too smart and terrifying to trick. Let’s go with Mikey. He’s super nice but it’ll kind of be like taking candy from a baby, but I’m okay with that,: He grinned.

[parkerrvalentine]

Parker pulled at his shirt and raised his eyebrows. “Hey, uh, does this look okay?”

[parkerrvalentine]

dunamais

“We could like, go on Shark Tank or something,” Macey scooted over on the bench to make room for Parker to join her, “Become millionaires, move into nice mansions somewhere that’s not here,” She reached for her water bottle on the floor, twisting off its cap, “Drive some sick cars. All because I broke a nail.”

She took a long sip of her water before giving a simple shrug, “Too bad I have literally zero skills in making anything.”

“Wow, you’re making it sound like you’re goin’ to sue camp,” he laughed. “I’m down either way.” He took a sip of his water and pushed his hair back. “Look, that’s why we get a Heph kid to help us, lie to them about the profit, and offer them a big enough cut.”

[dunamais]

“Shit fuck,” Macey dropped the weapon in her hand, the clattering sound echoing off the walls of the arena. Clutching her ring finger close, she frowned, “I literally just got these nails done yesterday.” The end of her pretty, acrylic nail had been broken off, now dangling on the edge of her finger like a loose leaf. 

She plopped down on the nearest bench and turned to the person training with her, “Can we, or like, some Heph kid or someone invent demigod proof nails because this girl needs that in her life like, immediately.” Macey plucked the dangling piece of nail off and flicked it across the floor.

[parkerrvalentine]

“Whoa, wait.” Parker stared at Macey’s hand and grinned. “Alright, it sucks that ya had to lose a nail in order to have an epiphany, but tha’s genius.” He wiped dirt off his knife and took a seat next to her, resting his knees on his elbows.

“We could start a business with it too. Like, nails good for wear and tear, tell me people who aren’t swinging a sword around all day wouldn’t buy that. We’d be a hit! Make the big bucks and shit.”

[parkerrvalentine]

demixgxds

Kennedy rolled her eyes slightly at her brother. “I’d never actually make you a kebob, Park,” she replied. “I’d notice it was you. Besides, it would serve you right for walkin’ up behind me.” Kennedy twirled the knife in her hand a bit before responding to his question. “I guess I could use a break.”

He just raised his eyebrows at her. “Not really a chance I want to take, and uh, no it wouldn’t serve me right. Who the hell else is gonna walk up behind you in a training arena? Little Susie looking for help, goes up to a huntress who tries to kill her? Way to scar a kid, Kennedy.” He laughed, then put his arm around her. “Yeah, let’s go get some post-training protein.”

[demixgxds-blog]

Kennedy was at the arena again. She had a Chinese dagger in her hand. She had been like this for the past few days. Kennedy ran a hand through her hair before pulling it up into a messy bun, sweat on her face, and her eyes appearing with tiredness. It was obvious Kennedy needed a break, but her mind was set on this and she was horrible at actually taking care of herself.

Her skin was dripping when she headed toward the target once again to retrieve her dagger. She jumped and turned quickly when she heard someone say something behind her, quickly pulling the dagger from the target, pointing toward the other. “Jeez, don’t scare me like that!”

[parkerrvalentine]

Parker grabbed Kennedy’s wrist instinctively when it seemed that she might be putting the knife straight through him. He let her go, then shook his head. “Scare you!? You’re the one who almost just made me a kebob!” He exhaled a laugh and then a sigh, and smiled at her. “Ya wanna take a break or somethin’, kid?”

[freakystuffinhere]

[parkerrvalentine]

demixgxds

Kerri rolls her eyes before a smile widening on her face. “Yeah?” she replied. She handed the bow toward Parker. “Why don’t you try, Valentine.”

He laughs and shakes his head, putting his hands up defensively. “Bows aren’t really my forte.”

[demixgxds-blog]

Kerrigan is in the arena, her bow at ready as she stares at the target. She hasn’t done this in a while so she figured why not today. She notches an arrow, lifting the bow. With a simple swift moment, she pulls back the string letting the arrow fly. The arrow pierces just an inch away from the bulls eye. Kerri sighs, notching another arrow. “It’s been a while,” she said to the person she saw staring.

[parkerrvalentine]

Parker rests his chin in his hands and shrugs, shaking his head. “Unacceptable. Completely.” He grins widely.

[parkerrvalentine]

thecordeliaball

“I’m not scared,” Cordelia folded her arms and scoffed, despite obviously stalling, “I’m just genuinely concerned. Doesn’t that like, really hurt people? How are you supposed to focus on climbing when your shoulder’s burned off?” 

Parker grinned. He could tell that she was stalling, but could understand where she was coming from, since the wall was pretty intimidating, especially to newcomers. He shook his head and stepped closer to her, but pointed to the top of the wall. “Look, the lava starts pouring from there,” he points to the wall next to the one they’re standing at. “But only when these two walls crash together, and it gives us a few minutes before that happens.” He shrugs. “And the lava doesn’t really go past the footholds, and I imagine it’s not as bad as regular lava. And this is coming from someone who fell in before.”

[thecordeliaball-blog]

Cordelia quickly learned that being at camp was a learning curve. She’d gotten the handle of the schedule, the constant meeting of new people, even a slight handle on how to shoot an arrow. She was still working on the magic glitter she so desperately wanted. But, it was all a learning curve. Calloused fingers plucked at the leggings clinging to her thighs, staring down the climbing wall as if it were the world’s biggest puzzle. She rubbed the sole of her sneaker into the dirt, “Does this thing really spit lava and stuff?”

[parkerrvalentine]

Parker let out a bit of a laugh. “Only if you don’t go quickly enough. And... Also all the time.” He flashed a smile and shrugged one shoulder. “I mean, we could always go somewhere else and try this again some other time,” he leaned in slightly. “If you’re too scared.”

[parkerrvalentine]

ichorvcined

“I think it was supposed to be peach? I’m not sure,” Caspar quirked the corner of his lips in responded and mimicked Parker’s nod. “I know. Chocolate is good, don’t get me wrong. I love chocolate, but sometimes I crave something so sour it hurts. But, my taste buds are kind of odd,” Cas shrugged. “I feel like that says a lot about people.” 

“Are your taste buds proven to be odd, or are you just saying that because of the weird sour candy thing?” He raised his eyebrows, actually interested in the answer. “Do the favourite candies say a lot or your taste buds? I guess the first, so yeah, true.”

[parkerrvalentine]

ichorvcined

“Peach? That actually would be all right with me. That’s not a flavor I’m opposed to,” Caspar confessed even though Parker made that face and laughed. Cas put his hands up and caught the chocolate with only a little stumble. He proceeded to pop it into his mouth and smile as he bit into it, realizing it was indeed something similar to what peaches would taste like. “Thanks so much,” He responded. “Are chocolates your favorite?” He wondered aloud.

Parker watched Caspar eat and nodded. “No problem. Was it peach or strawberry?” He nodded again. “Yeah, probably my favourite candy. Other candy is good, but chocolate is chocolate.” He squinted after he said this and let out a small laugh. “You know?”

[jack-switch]

Jack pops the collar of his denim jacket and buries his face in it. Even behind his sunglasses and the bill of his cap, the pink canyons of the scar across his eye pop against his pale skin. Keeping his head down, he marches into the dining pavilion, oblivious to the camper straight ahead of him until his elbow knocks the plate right out off their hands. “Fuck. Sorry.”

[parkerrvalentine]

Parker looks down at the plate of food on the floor and then at Jack. He sighs a bit and then goes to pick the plate off the floor. “My sister’s always telling me to slow down with all the eating,” He shrugs.

[parkerrvalentine]

ichorvcined

“Pink drizzle will do,” Caspar commented and then raised his hands so he was ready to catch the piece of chocolate as best as he could. “Totally worth the risk. I’m ready when you are,” He said, prepared to catch. “But, I hope you know if I don’t catch it, I’m still eating it. Five second rule, right?”

Parker nodded. “Alright, but if it’s peach, you can’t do anything about it.” He exhaled a laugh and made a face. “Hell yeah five second rule. Not like we aren’t eating dirt on the daily anyway!” He tossed the chocolate in the air towards Caspar.