#wisdomispwr

[rldlnghood]

( for @wisdomispwr​ & @unchevalnoir​ [separately] )

the way he hacked at the dummy wasn’t any sort of formal stance.

one could easily see a mailbox, a car -- or a body -- in the dummy’s place, entirely uncautious blows raining down on the broken-down thing, like a punishment. an exhalation, a physical venting of frustration and stress. 

destruction, for destruction’s sake. maybe it’ll work in combat, maybe it won’t. either way, it’s what he knew, and what he attempted to replicate with the massive blade. after one last huff, ivan shouldered the sword and twisted around, catching another on the grounds. “--no clue if I’m doing this ‘right,’ but.” his shoulders rolled. “fuck me if it doesn’t feel good to let it out.”

[necroheir]

a day or two after his explosive “break-up” with yves, viktor was emotionally recovering. he was drinking a lot less alcohol and trying to fill his time with whatever and whoever he could as to maintain some level of productivity. he was out in the dining hall for once, nursing a cup of apple juice which was very uncharacteristic of him. maybe he just needed a bit more sweetness in his life after yves was gone. “good job, at sparring,” he croaked at xavier, his first active attempt at socializing after what---twelve days? “xavier, yes?”  

@wisdomispwr​

[swordofvengeance]

gideon walks into the banquet hall and his eyes land on one person who he’s not the most keen on seeing. the last time he spoke with xavier, the man was berating him for wanting to walk away and take some time. to think about the situation at hand. for a moment, his fist clenches and he grinds his teeth, but he pushes it aside. he can’t harbor ill will toward him for voicing his opinion. he doesn’t pick anything up from the table but instead goes and walks over to where xavier is sitting. “mind if i sit and we chat?” gideon asks, calmly looking at the other with a half-cocked, serrated smile.

@wisdomispwr​

[scaledmedic]

👀 FMK Aphrodite, Athena, or Apollo?

eyes + q will grant you a truth!

Another question, another answer. He feels too old for the plain ol’ “Fuck, Marry, Kill” game that either riles kids up or gives a chilling realization as to which part of the group they’ll land on. Julian glances at the options, humming in interest. “Yves, Xavier, and Grey? You’re giving me quite the variety, there,” he admits and runs his hand along his face. Dios mio, what to do? 

“Give Greyson a little fun under the covers; the boy’s cute, nice, but I think there’s more to it than his sunny smile lets on. Marry Xavier, since he and I have books and learning in common. Not to mention his pursuit for history’s a commendable feat.” That leaves Yves, though. Admittedly, it’s either Grey or Yves to have sex with, but the son of Aphrodite’s an enigma he can’t pinpoint yet. “I’m not going to kill him; does kissing work? He’s hard to figure out, but I think he’d be a great kisser.”

@svnxrxse , @yvesderosesexy , @wisdomispwr

[necroheir]

“oi, skinny, curly-hair boy!” viktor hollered, loud enough for xavier and everyone around him to hear. there weren’t many around, which was precisely why viktor had plucked him out of the few he could work with. he was at a stump, top-bare with a flannel tied around his waist, prison tattoos on full display and several dog tags jangling from his neck. in his hands was an old axe that he was using to split firewood. every few seconds, a chunk of a log would be quartered, then tossed into a steadily growing pile beside him. 

a satyr was helping---or at least trying to---by bundling the firewood into manageable stacks, but the speed was hardly efficient. “spare a hand, yes?” viktor requested, gesturing to a spare axe that was cleaved through a dead log. “would take all day if goat-people made firewood, we can do it in halftime,” he said as he spat into his hands. “maybe half of that.” 

@wisdomispwr​

[scaledmedic]

𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐢

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐰𝐥'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

@wisdomispwr

[btchcrft]

[ pair up and intimidate some unsavory folks that are harassing the nymphs and faeries with @wisdomispwr​ ] 

ambrosia has been flowing through their veins, heightened by the aroma of whatever magical flora has sprung from the earth. for the most part, kian’s night has been good—fun—even. he feels like, maybe, he belongs among them, even if he’s newer than most. he finds xavier at the edge of the crowd, credence nowhere in sight, and makes his way toward him with a smile. 

“are you enjoying yourself?” he asks, turning his head toward the crowd. 

it’s then that he hears it, the faint sound of rude remarks and the gentle chatter of faeries and nymphs asking to be left alone. he looks around and finds them, only a few feet away. some satyrs, probably drunk off their asses, seem to be crowding around a small group of faeries. 

“hey!” kian calls out, looking back toward xavier for a moment before he gestures for him to follow. “leave them alone.” his tone takes on a darker velvet, his face marbled into a stern glower. 

[godspeednpcs]

@wisdomispwr​ asked: the next day, xavier brought the tooth, his glaive, and 600 drachmae back to ash's forge. it was so early, he wasn't even sure she was awake yet. the door wasn't open, which was weird, but he knocked anyway. he was far too excited for pleasantries and tact - "AAAAAASSSSSHHH!!!! i'm here with the tooth again! and the book i read!"

the forge wasn’t open twenty four hours, seven days of the week. most people didn’t bother with the schedule because the demigods weren’t stopping by that early on. yet the place was starting to roar through life as xavier’s voice echoed throughout the place. she started tying her hair while walking out to see what was going on.

when she saw the items ready to be infused and the book, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly. “leave the drachmae there on the counter and follow me. we’re going to make history, portable commander.” she brought him to the back where she was going to put everything together.

“don’t just stand there and look pretty. you’re going to read what i need to know from that book and i’m going to do my thing.“ with xavier’s help, ash infused the heavy glaive with the nenpe’s tooth. she studied both separately before they came together and were hot to the touch. not just after she finished either. “she’s a beauty, but she runs hot.“ 

𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄! 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄.