#bornatnightt

[sweatforged]

@bornatnightt; prompt: sharing past

silas  had  been  ...thinking,  debating  -  lost  in  thought  for  quite  some  time.  he  wasn't  sure  how  long  he'd  sat  on  the  bed  in  the  kratos  cabin,  legs  crossed  &  arms  folded  carefully  in  his  lap,  but  it  must've  been  a  little  while,  because  when  he  scooted  over  to  the  edge  of  the  bed  to  get  back  on  his  feet,  he  found  one  leg  somewhat  asleep.  cursing  softly  under  his  breath  -  it  really  wasn't  that  soft,  a  steady  string  of  little  hissed  insults  at  nobody  in  particular  while  toes  wiggled  &  muscles  protested.  when  he  could  feel  his  toes  &  calf  again,  he  made  his  way  over  to  the  kitchen,  grabbing  a  snack  for  himself,  which  was  when  he  noticed  the  time.

yeah,  he'd  been  somewhat  distracted.

even  now,  while  chewing  food,  fingers  idly  played  with  the  ring  on  his  finger  -  not  an  engagement  ring,  it  wasn't!  but  in  his  heart  ..it  mattered  just  as  much.  words  were  not  his  strong  suit,  he  often  found  himself  lacking  &  while  jesse  never  ...complain  per  se,  not  unless  he  refused  words  in  the  bedroom,  which...  was  another  issue  entirely.  or  was  it?  didn't  matter,  probably.  hopefully.

[txt:  jesse]  meet  at  my  place?  soon?  wanna  kidnap  you  for  the  day.

[timexticksxby]

Location: Bathhouse With: Jay @bornatnightt

"Okay I need you to promise you won't be mad at me." Was that the best way to start a conversation? Absolutely not. But thus far most of the people that knew about the whole fate situation he'd found himself embroiled with weren't as inclined to protection or judgement. Hell, most of them knew Calvin cared more than he should and would absolutely pull a stupid stunt if it would help people.

Jay, however, knew exactly what was on the line with the son of time and that meant he probably. Might have more to say about it than Axel and Rio.

"I may have. Inadvertently pissed off one of the fates? The one that uh. Decides when peoples fate end- It's fine, anyway, it's all sorted." A beat of consideration, before a quiet. "It maybe cost me two years." That were still pending collection.

[hearthwxrmth]

Location; The Baths With; Jay // @bornatnightt

Had he escaped to them because he figured it would be one of the last places somebody may go looking for him? Partially. Okay, it was a distinct majority of the reason. However part of it was also to at least take the advice Romeo had offered of the nymphs offering something to help ease aches in the baths. It was how he came to be there, nearly his entire body submerged, and letting his head rest back.

Head filled with the horror and gore. Of blood, of failure, of all the things he was told not to linger on, time and again. Warned that these things would happen, but it was so different when it was right there. In front of him. His blade attacking... Everybody kept saying monster. Creature. Was that to turn their eyes away from how she'd been just a girl?

He was in the middle of spiralling when the familiar creak of the door's opening, and he... Felt betrayed by his own feet once again guiding him to the communal area. Maybe if he just. Sank down a little more he'd get away with not being here.

[sonssofhecate]

sethan   sat   gently   against   a   nearby   tree   to   the   camp.   away   from   any   spirits   and   people   as   he   simply...existed.   he   felt   so   drained...so   tired...and   maybe   a   little   scared.   he   was   tired   of   being   the   weak   one.   of   not   being   able   to   help   the   others.   he   wanted   to   be   someone   that   they   could   depend   on,   and   instead   it   feels   like   he's   becoming   someone   that   they   have   to   help   every   time   he   tries   to   do   something. 

three   visits   to   the   infirmory   in   one   week.   bandages   on   his   chest   to   hide   the   scar   with   green   veins   above   his   heart,   and   now   a   bite   mark   on   his   arm.   tears   of   frustration   rolled   down   his   cheeks. 

why   can't   you   do   anything   right?   why   can't   you   help   the   others? 

why   was   your   father   right? 

the   last   one   stung   the   most,   but   at   this   point?   also   felt   the   most   unavoidable.   weak,   pathetic,   failure...his   father's   mantre   when   it   came   to   sethan.   and   it   felt   unavoidable.   hearing   the   sounds   of   someone   approaching,   sethan   ducked   his   head   and   attempted   to   get   himself   cleaned   up.   looking   up,   he   smiled   at   the   familiar   figure.   attempting   the   best   smile   he   could,   it   turned   out   shaky   as   hell. 

"h-hey   jay...how   are   you?   need   something   from   me?"   sethan   asked,   mentally   cursing   himself   for   the   stuttering. 

  @bornatnightt

[athenianwit]

closed for @bornatnightt

location the dionysus cabin

event toga party

most people who went to college had some kind of frat party, or just party, experience they could call back to years later once they had grown out of that party of their life. atticus never had that, the bookworm kept to himself in his dorm while everyone else found time to party. he'd never been the social type so he preferred the isolation that time gave him, even if he learned years later he was simply just lonely. tonight was the son of athena's real true experience into this kind of world and the liquor was working a little too well. 

"jay," he saw his old college mate walking past him in the hallway. hands wrapping around the other, he pulled the other godling in for a hug. very unlike atticus but his inhibitions were loosened right now. "you look so good," a hand held the others head as he studied him. "anyone tell you that? i'm sure they have."

[deathscn]

☠️ ⋅𓂃 ࣪ for the son of nyx ≻ location ; the forest ╱ @bornatnightt

               winter was feeling rather in a happy mood. things were good. and he was meaning to see how others have been doing, especially now with this change of the timeline. so he texted jesse to meet him in the forest. it was a place where he enjoyed spending time in. and it was familiar. nothing about it had changed. when he saw the other he waved. " good to see your style hasn't changed, " he commented. " or perhaps it had, and i'm just now noticing, i don't know. " a soft chuckle escaped his lips. " come walk with me. this place is honestly the only place that hasn't changed at all. i thought we could just explore. "

[sweatforged]

@bornatnightt

sat  cross-legged  in  the  middle  of  the  ring  in  the  kratos  cabin  basement,  silas  was  not  alone.  it  was  somewhat  early,  but  not  as  early  as  silas  would  usually  be  here  to  train.  he  was  dressed  in  the  usual;  two  pairs  of  shorts  of  different  legths,  a  tank  top,  feet  &  hands  wrapped  up  nice  &  tight.  jesse  looked  breath-taking  as  always  &  silas  could  very  well  spend  the  next  hours  just  looking  at  him,  but  that  wasn't  why  they  were  here.  they...  had  been  talking  about  it,  but  there  had  been  so  much  going  on  that  they  just  never  got  the  time  to  think.

but  after  the  trial,  after  falling  into  this  new  life  their  alternate  selves  led,  which  they  definitely  did  not...  he  thought  they  should  try.  jesse  did,  too.  "so  uh...  how  are  we  gonna  do  this?  you  got  any  uh…  mmmm..  y'know  i  ain't  got  the  magic  shit  down  like  you  do, yeah? you gonna make a second me outta darkness or somethin'?"

[sweatforged]

@bornatnightt

it  was  ...complicated.

  silas  had  a  small  box  in  his  pocket.  it  was  shiny,  it  was  dark  &  it  held  a  former  pair  of  rings.  he'd  been  wearing  his  since  earlier  that  day,  but  didn't  really  bring  it  up  yet.  he  bought  them  about  a  week  ago,  thinking  that  maybe  they  could  offer  the  solution  to  a  problem  they'd  been  chatting  about  for  a  while  now,  but  then...  well,  jay  didn't  spend  the  night  at  the  kratos  cabin  &  when  silas  woke  ...  gabriel  was  missing.

  &  from  then  on  it  all  went  downhill.  they  argued,  they  fought,  they  mourned  &  then  they  got  answers.  at  least  some. 

  &  then  silas  poured  his  heart  out  in  front  of  everybody.  surely,  not  an  ideal  thing  to  do,  but  it  was  ..what  it  was.  he  partially  blamed  xanthe  for  that  truth-magic,  but  nevertheless  ..he  felt  everything  he'd  said.  he  was  just  glad  those  closest  to  him  didn't  risk  their  lives  -  or  rather,  those  who  did  ..made  it  out  alive.

  he  was  also  glad  jay  didn't  try  it.  he  wasn't  sure  what  he'd  do  if  something  happened  to  him.  he  couldn't  bear  the  thought.  he  couldn't.  fuck,  when  had  this  happened? 

  stop.

  not  now.

  it  didn't  matter  now.  gabriel  was  gone.  they  couldn't  get  him  back.

  they..  had  to  move  on.

  &  so...  silas  asked  jay  to  meet  him  at  his  cabin  that  night.  they'd  spent  the  night  before  at  the  athena  cabin,  so...  yeah.  bad  timing  either  way.  wounds  still  fresh,  but  silas  felt  that...  well,  that  this  was  maybe  the  perfect  time.

  he  was  nervous  when  he  opened  the  door  for  him,  he  was  nervous  when  he  invited  him  in  &  he  was  nervous  when  he  greeted  the  other  with  a  little  kiss.  the  box  hidden  away  in  his  pocket  as  he  led  the  other  inside.  when  it  was  dark  out,  the  cabin  looked  even  cozier  -  the  dim  light  of  the  lamps  &  candles  adding  to  comfort  surely.

  silas  had  cooked,  had  even  made  dessert  &  all,  he  didn't  even  know  why.  he  didn't  fucking  plan  engagement.  but  he  wanted  this  to  matter.  if  time  spent  between  them  wasn't  precious...  then  why  did  they  bother?  he  didn't  want  to  be  like  that.

  &  it  went  well,  he  thought.  dinner  was  had,  the  mood  was  ...tense...  if..  better  now  that  they  were  together.  at  least  he  felt  calmer  now.  though  his  heart  was  pounding  regardless.  he'd  worn  another  man's  ring  once  before.  it  didn't  ...end  well.  this  was  different  &  he  knew  that,  but  he  worried  what  it'd  look  like.

  "uh,  so  uh...  this...  is  not  what  it  looks  like."  silas  pulled  the  box  from  his  pocket  &  set  it  on  the  table.  fingers  brushed  over  its  smooth  surface  while  his  brain  worked  overtime,  but  eventually  he  glanced  up  again,  "there's  this  uhh...  idea  i  had.  y'know  how  you  said  like..  you  uh...  were  angry  you  couldn't  help  me  during  fights?  these  uh...  they  let  us  share  the  pain.  so  ummm...  if  i  ever  need  a  breather...  that...  would  let  you  do  it."  he  held  up  his  hand  with  its  matching  opposite,  fingers  wiggling  a  little.  "i  know  that  might  uh...  send  a  wrong  message,  but  ...  i  dunno...  i  guess  i  thought  we  could  uh...  make..make  it  work." he said that last part with the softest of smiles on his lips, his face, his ...features.