#daughterofocean

[munsiaraf]

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[munsiaraf]

আর এভাবেই মুহুর্তের পরতে পরতে, আলোকে অতিক্রম করে পার হবে সব ছায়া পরে রবে শুধু কায়া! #kuakataseabeach #daughterofocean #barisal #heavenlyweather #life #bangladesh (at Kuakata, Chittagong, Bangladesh)

[strongerthanblood--archived]

Out of Annoyance & Hate: At first I wanted you to fuck me, then I got really greedy and attached and wanted you to love me... And now one has happened and I'm really happy wih it, and the other doesn't really seem nearly as important.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

daughterofocean || AU || Around The Heartbreak And Back Again.

         { Comparisons are easily done }

                                     { Once you've had a taste of perfection. }                                                                               ~Katy Perry, Thinking of You.~

Thankfully, Theo only heard the first part of that song, since the rest only sounded like a muddled voice. He liked Katy Perry's music in general, but right now was not a good time. To be honest, it hasn't been a good time for mellow music in years for the man. 

Five years, to be exact. Ever since Astra left him in the altar. With his three-piece suit intact, ready to recite the wedding vows. All she had to do was... show up.

After that, Theo tried his best to bury his past. Using his skills as the son of Dionysus, he started with a wine shop, which soon expand to a brand and having his own vineyard. Now 25, Theodore Finley was one of the most successful bachelor in New York City. But one that did not enjoy his own party, apparently. He knew that he still missed Astra; her touch, her laugh. Even after some time, she haunted his dreams and nightmares, voicing promises that would never came true no matter what. Like he would meet her in a random place like here? Please.

His fingers gently fiddled with his engagement ring, one that he never wore anymore but he always kept it inside his pocket. Eventually, the man sighed and pry his eyes away from the bar while pocketing the ring, only to be bumped by a girl. He immediately raised his hands, hissing through his teeth as an apology. "Sorry, Miss... Let me-" However, Theo's sentence was cut. He knew her. That strawberry blonde hair... The one that he missed so much.

"Astra."

The ring inside his pocket just got heavier as the seconds of silence passed by.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

[this is how i work up the courage to rp with greatness] Well hello there: a drabble on where our characters first meet

OutOfWine: Too long, see it under read more. :)

It’s not that he hated the animal; he just couldn’t ride them. Any kind of horses-magical or not- seemed to hate him. An Aphrodite girl actually threw a lipstick at him once because his presence caused her pegasus to whiny and started kicking basically… everything.  Oh, and fly but didn’t come back for weeks.  The son of Dionysus had a grudge against horses ever since; he didn’t like them back, didn’t want to be near them, didn’t even care even a person tries to bribe him to ride them. He disliked that four-legged mammal, period. 

However, Theo was ran out of entertainment inside the tent. The booze was not that good, and all the brilliant ones were purchased or reserved. So, the raven-haired boy pouted as he walked outside, absentmindedly pacing to his own nightmare without knowing; the stable.

His breath hitched in the most uncomfortable manner as he gazed around, eyeing every horses he could see, which was… quite a lot. Blinking a few times, he tried to dissipate his nervousness by cracking his knuckles, which only made matters even worse. All of the horses glared at him, snorting and blaring, and Theo was just about to run when-

“Don’t be afraid.”

He frowned and tilted his head, peeking to the last horse on the corner. Oh. Someone had been brushing the animal. The white stallion closed its eyes and seemed to enjoy the experience, while the brusher smiled at the son of Dionysus. His eyes was sea-green, and his hair was dark. The man’s build was quite good, like a swimmer; strong and tan. Theo couldn’t help but sensing something familiar; was he related to him?

“They can sense fear. But like any animals, they can sense various emotions.” Mr.Brusher stated while patting the horses’ cheek, then motioned Theo to come closer. At first, the demigod hesitated, but since he was curious… He stepped forward, and place his hands over the space between the animal’s eyes with the help of the other. Strange. The stallion seemed at peace. But as soon as Mr. Brusher release his hand over Theo’s, the horses’ eyes flicked open and he screeched, causing the boy to stepped backward quickly only to cause more commotion. “Oh cheap wine.” All of the horses whinnied together, galloping and almost jumping out of their place. But when the brusher raised both of his hands, the room went silence.   

Well, that’s odd.

Theo flexed his back and straightened his jacket, only to find the other was smiling. “You still don’t know who I am?” He asked, a concerned look plastered on his face. Shocked, all Theo could do was shake his head. The brusher tapped his chin, patted his light blue polo shirt and ran his fingers through his shoulder-length hair before speaking again. “Maybe this will jog your memory?”

Then out of nowhere, the man raised his hands. The raven-haired boy was confused at first, but when he saw water started circling on his palm, his jaw dropped in pure surprise. “The old man at sea- I mean, Posedion.”  He cleared his throat, bowing awkwardly afterwards. “Lord Poseidon. I’m sorry.”

“Horses seems to hate you, my cousin.” The sea god chuckled, shaking his head slowly before flashing his smile at Theo once more. “I don’t know why, but they just do. Bored out there? Otherwise you won’t come here, right?”

The son of Dionysus nodded absentmindedly, can’t pry his eyes from the god that still patting the horses’ face. “Sorry if I bother you, but uh… Why do you come here?”

Poseidon answered with a slight raise of his eyebrows. “Can’t a god have a good time? The atmosphere is quite nice. I called Dionysus and he wanted to come too, but… with the wine-“

“He can’t.” Theo finished, remembering his father’s sentence. No wine for another decade or something. “Well, um. That would explain the horses then. And the, um… water thing.”

Poseidon nodded slowly, now facing Theo while crossing his hands. “Okay, I lied. I have my reason to be here.” Then he produced a picture out of thin air; someone Theo familiar with. “Know this girl?”

The son of Dionysus evidently blushed afterwards; his hands can’t stop playing with the edge of his suit. “Yeah. That’s… Astra. My girlfriend. She’s vacationing with her folks, so I can’t really-“ 

“That’s enough.” Poseidon cut through the chase. “I know you want to marry her. Or you won’t be glancing over rings yesterday, before you came here. Is that correct?” His eyes were intense; Theo just wanted to curl up and hibernate under Poseidon’s glare. He managed to nod, though.

“Good. And even though you know about her gamaphobia, you still pull through.” The sea god stroke his chin, biting his lips in contemplation. “I just want you to know that you have my blessing.”

What? Theo glanced up in disbelief. Poseidon came all the way to this place just… to say that? When most people would be relieved, the boy wasn’t. At all. “Will something happened to her? Long term?”

Poseidon’s face was quiziccal, but he shrugged it away. “Future is a fickle thing.” He mused, brushing a random horse’s head before shrugging his jacket. Wait. He was leaving? “Wait.” Theo muttered, a little bit confused at everything. “Why do you give your blessing, all of the sudden?”

For a moment, Posedion only blinked and stopped walking. Then he looked back, flashing a sad smile. “Because I can. Now, will you promise to watch over her?”

“Sure.”

“In sickness and in poor?”

“Of course.” Theo started to blush.

“Even though she might be dead only a few hours from now?”

“Yes… wait, WHAT?”

Another mysterious smile from the sea god, and Theo was genuinely confused. Why would he say such thing about his own daughter? “Then I am not wrong for giving you my blessing. Now, good luck. And good bye.”  With that, Poseidon was gone, leaving only a small trace of sea salt smell.

Biting his lips, Theo immediately grabbed his emergency drachma and grabbed the crystal, doing a sudden Iris Message. “O Iris, Goddess of The Rainbow, please accept my offering. Show me Astra Parrish.” But no answer even after a few minutes. And soon enough, the line was terminated.

Oh boy.  This should not be good.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

OutOfWine: OKAY, so it's settled.

The prizes are what I posted before, and

Astra-mun: I will use a number generator. :)

Now, let me take a leave about 30 min to one hour to come up with a graphic, the post, and let it run for a week! I think. :D

C YA Beautiful people!

[itswilliampendragonhere]

OutOfPendragon: DONE!

Fiuh. It's rather hard, apparently. O_O

http://itswilliampendragonhere.tumblr.com/familyandothers

FEAST YOURSELF. XD

[itswilliampendragonhere]

Week Of Torture|| Astra/William

Finally, a week had passed after that unfortunate incident. William visited Sarah's grave after 6 years, and he had peace with her in the end. He cried and cried, but everything was fine afterwards. Well, in the eyes of someone elses, of course. Not for William himself.

He still go to work on daily basis, wearing tight clothes, signing things and ordering parts from around the world... But if someone dared to examine him closer, they would find out that he stopped shaving. And combing his hair. And putting his cufflinks together. The billionaire stopped saying 'hi' to his assistant, and even stopped drinking coffee. Cynthia noticed something was wrong when William refused a chocolate cake from his favorite bakery. He never refused chocolate dessert before.

So when he informed her that he would take a day off, she can't be more ecstatic. It was time for William to apologize to Astra, his so-called girlfriend. The blonde guy didn't know if they were still dating or not; he had stopped calling her since a week ago. Mostly because William couldn't say anything more after he yelled at her. He felt guilty, but at the same time he was stubborn. But since he stood in front of her house door now, he tried to let that thought aside.

He wore baggy cream polo shirt and pale jeans that was fastened with a leather belt, dark brown loafers as the shoes. There's a mist of beard hanging on his chin, completed by a thin mustache. William's hair was all over the place, sticking out everywhere. He didn't bring anything since he knew Astra despised gifts, so he would just say sorry and leave. That is, if she didn't want to see him anymore.

The billionaire felt a little peculiar when the maid guided him towards the pool instead of her room. Then he found Astra floating gracefully at the water, which sent a small smile to his face. She was so beautiful this way. The maid only gave him a brief nod then left, leaving the two late lovebirds alone.

"Do you always swim at this time of day, I wonder?" That's the best opening sentence he could think of. Hopefully, it would melt the ice between then even for just a minute.