. in a separate world .

( –– ** &. amidst the scattering rain of flower petals I run, wandering through this maze ~ . KEITH nam . . 19 . son of hecate .

[bangurz]

[artistofthemillennium-deactivat]

me before making an impulsive decision i’ll ultimately regret later:

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ohcameron:

hyacinthbae:

Hyacinth felt heat creep into his face when ‘seeing each other’ came out of Cameron’s mouth. He covered his face with one hand, hoping it hid the small smile on his face as annoyance. He didn’t know exactly how he had wanted Keith to find about about he and Cameron, but it wasn’t bursting in on them. When their friend threw himself between then, Hyacinth squeaked a little. “Gods Keith!” He pulled the sheets up himself farther. “Warn me before you jump on me next time.” He huffed, poking Keith in the side. “We can’t get rid of you silly, you’re our child.”

Cameron laughed as Keith threw himself on the bed between the two of them, “There’s still plenty of cuddles left for you,” he teased as he reached over to wrap his arms around his friend- his eyes traveling to Hyacinth, a smile spreading across his face as he caught a glimpse of the other’s smile. “I don’t think we could get rid of you- even if we tried,” he teased with a small smile as he rested his chin on Keith’s shoulder. 

“sorry.” he said in a tone that didn’t show any sort of apology in it, cuddling up cutely between the two of them when cameron wrapped his arms around him. “thanks... dad who’s younger than me. you guys are stuck with me.” keith poked hyacinth’s cheek teasingly, knowing how much the other hated it when emphasized how he’s a few months older than him. “how long has this been going on between you two?” he wondered curiously. “i hate how both of you told me you like someone, and then it ends up being liking each other.”

[hyacinthbae-blog]

Scars and Souvenirs || Keith & Hyacinth (past)

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hyacinthbae:

“I’m fine, kid.” Hyacinth reached up in an attempt to ruffled Keith’s hair like he did when they were kids. He knew it annoyed the other whenever Hyacinth called him ‘kiddo’ or acted as if Keith was a child, but he thought now it would relieve tension. He winced, letting his hand fall back down to his chest. “Ah that might be broken.” He looked up at the other boy, seeing the tears in his eyes and feeling his heart hurt a bit. “If you cry over my stupid ass, I’ll never let you live it down.” His grin probably wasn’t over-reassuring, the rest of his face canceling out any relief it would’ve brought Keith, but he tried regardless. The infirmary bed was comfortable, the ambrosia, warm on his tongue making him miss his mother’s cinnamon rolls. He would need a few doses for his fractured wrist so it was put in a wrap but he could already feel his cuts turning to scars, his eye nearly able to open all the way. He looked over at Keith. “I’m sorry I didn’t let you know where I was. I couldn’t.”

keith was about to take the other’s wrist gently when he attempted to lift it up, to put it back down, not wanting him to wear himself out by the simplest of moves. but then hyacinth winced, and keith felt his chest hurt. through his sixteen years at camp, he should’ve gotten used to how every demigod could get hurt, could suddenly die. but he could never just brush off something like that. he hated seeing his friends get hurt, it physically hurt him too. keith tried to hold himself together, but hyacinth’s words made the tears actually fall down the boy’s cheeks who quickly looked away and down at his hands. he stood nearby as his friend got treated, and kept looking at him despite how much it hurt to see him like that. “it’s o-okay.” he shook his head a little, then paused. “actually, you know what, it’s not okay. y-you disappeared and then suddenly came back six months later looking like... like... this. what the fuck, cinth?!” he was over-emotional and should probably shut up. but he felt the need to express his frustrations as more tears kept appearing. “everyone kept telling me to forget about you already, that you’re probably dead. i didn’t want to believe it... you’re my best friend.”

[koreantunes]

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penrosemun:

Rose grinned and casually nudged the other with his shoulder when he saw that Keith nearly shot the center. The boy’s smile was infectious, it caused Rose to have an urge to tell him he was pretty. But just the thought of voicing that, made him go a little red. Rose had the thought that Keith was ‘pretty’ since he first saw him. He seemed to be always smiling, and gods knew that Rose needed someone in his life who smiled often. He chuckled at the other’s comment, propping his own, silver shotgun on his shoulder. It felt cold against his shoulder that was exposed due to the tank top he had thrown on. “Well, I’ve had a lot of practice.” He replied vaguely, grinning again. “You’re a natural, though. You didn’t really need my help. What’s your normal weapon by the way?”

keith put the shotgun down, eyes stuck on the other as he watched him lift up his own. he couldn’t be blamed, the other was wearing a tank top for gods’ sakes. “oh, thanks.” his cheeks felt warm and he immediately looked away, looking at anything else but the taller boy. “a sword. sometimes hand-to-hand combat.” he shrugged. “i want to learn new things, though.”

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penrosemun:

Rose studied Keith for a moment as the boy held a spare shotgun from the weaponry. “Your stance isn’t… quite right. You’re holding the gun a little off.” In truth, Keith’s stance wasn’t bad, but Rose found himself wanting a reason to show him how to do it properly. He hesitantly moved closer, mirroring the direction the other was facing.  “Your legs are too wide. Shoulder width is ideal.” He said quietly, breath rustling the other’s hair a bit as he pushed Keith’s knees with his own, trying to move his feet closer. “And your fingers…” He put his hand over the other’s adjusting them. “There. Now try shooting again.” He gestured towards the target and stepped back a bit shyly. 

@whxtemagic

“oh, is it not?” keith spoke cluelessly, a bit shyer than he usually is. truth was, he was a demigod who was able to learn to use weapons quickly, but rose didn’t know that, therefore... it definitely wasn’t wrong to pretend he was accidentally doing things wrong. keith was tense when the other came closer, and he could hear his voice close to his ear that he resisted the urge to shiver. he fixed the way he was standing like he was told, and internally squealed to himself when the other boy put his hand over his own. “okay.” he said quietly. keith tried to keep himself together, and shot the target, getting it close to the center this time, compared to the last times where he was purposely shooting away from it. “i almost got it.” he grinned widely, turning shy once again when he looked at rose. “you’re... really great at this whole gun thing.”

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ohcameron:

*hyacinthbae:

Hyacinth sat up along with Cameron, pulling the sheets up himself a little, but figuring there wasn’t a great way to hide this situation. Regardless of that knowledge, his brain was moving fast trying to find a way to explain being half naked in a bed with his “’friend”” and kissing him. With how much the three of them are around each other, he was a little surprised Keith didn’t already know. He had a wild moment of wanting to make a ridiculous excuse, like they were simply talking very close or he was checking if Cameron’s lips were properly moisturized… you know, purely platonic things. His mouth hung open, at a slight loss for words. Hyacinths eyes darted around the room, as if it had answers to give him. Finally, he looked to Cameron. “I’ll let you take this one.” He sighed, running hands down his face.

Cameron let out a small sigh as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair- his eyes traveling back and forth between his friends. He recognized what this might look like to Keith- he just wasn’t entirely sure how to explain it. Certainly Keith knew that Hyacinth was seeing someone- he’d mentioned it enough times, but it didn’t explain why neither of them hadn’t told him who he was seeing. Truthfully if he was Keith, he’d be pretty pissed. Chewing on his lip he looked at Hyacinth, his eyes narrowing as the other left it up to him to explain what was going on. He chewed on his lip as he turned to face Keith- “You saw us kissing,” he admitted, nodding, “We’ve sort of been seeing each other,” he admitted with a small sigh as he glanced at Hyacinth before looking back at Keith. “And before you say anything, the only reason we didn’t tell you was because we weren’t entirely sure what it was,” he explained with a small shrug. 

“what-” he looked between the two of them, and suddenly, so many things made sense. keith knew that both of them had someone in their lives, but now, he was seeing them together and he didn’t know what to say. “oh.” he nodded slowly, still looking so lost and confused. “oh! i- wow...” and his usual grin slowly started to appear on his face. keith approached the bed and immediately threw himself in between them. “look at you two, boyfriends! i only came here for the cuddles and i’m suddenly feeling betrayed. don’t think you can get rid of me yet.”

[seokjins-wings]

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@hyacinthbae

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ohcameron:

*hyacinthbae:

   Hyacinth didn’t want to open his eyes just yet. Cameron’s arms were secured around him, enveloping him in warmth. He didn’t know what time it was, but he couldn’t find himself caring. Something about being in the Hypnos cabin and in Cameron’s arms made him feel like he could stay there for hours. He turned, eyes opening to look at the other. He brought his fingers up to gently trace along the other’s eyelids, down the bridge of his nose, and around his lips. Hyacinth smiled to himself, he liked how peaceful Cameron looked when he was asleep. “Morning… I think” He mumbled before cupping the other boy’s face, kissing him. At that inopportune moment the door to Cameron’s ‘bunk’ slammed open and in walked Keith, such to Hyacinth’s horror that he nearly fell out of the bed, but fortunately the arms locked around him kept him in place. Instead he froze, face inches from Cameron’s and eyes wide, looking at their friend in shock. 

@ohcameron @whxtemagic

Cameron let out a particularly loud snore as he moved closer to Hyacinth in his sleep- his arm was draped tightly across the other male, and their legs were a tangled mess. He woke up when Hyacinth started to move, but he kept his eyes shut- figuring he’d just fall back asleep. But he couldn’t help but smile as he felt Hyacinth’s finger on his face, his eyes slowly fluttering open to see Hyacinth’s face. “Morning,” he replied- for once his voice wasn’t cranky- usually when he woke up he was in a sour mood, but waking up next to the other male was, well nice. “Can we stay here?” he asked with a small smile as he gazed at the other male, he would stay there all day if he could- it was perfect. Well- until the door slammed open- causing him to jump slightly as he turned to see the source. His eyes widening when he realized that it was Keith, “Gods Keith, knock much?” he asked, as he slowly sat up, failing to realize that he was shirtless.  

if keith was honest with himself, it was his own fault he ruined his sleep. he was up early, but was sleepier than he’d ever been. if there’s one place he liked to go to, to sleep longer, it was cameron’s bunk. he thought his friend would be asleep, so he’d walked in like he usually does, not realizing he opened the door a little too roughly. he smiled when he saw that hyacinth was there too, but that only lasted a second, because it dropped when he realized what was happening. “did i just see you kissing him?!” he asked, maybe a little loudly. he was in complete shock, he didn’t realize most of what he was doing. keith was used to all the cuddles, to seeing the other two being close. but he never saw them like that. “and you’re shirtless too!!”

[hyacinthbae-blog]

Scars and Souvenirs || Keith & Hyacinth (past)

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hyacinthbae:

Hyacinth was acutely aware of Keith picking him up, something that would have annoyed him under other circumstances. But now he was grateful, he wasn’t sure he could walk another step. He had missed Keith greatly in his time away from camp. They had been friends  since they were quite young, and Hyacinth had started to regard him a sort of brother. It was just one more reason to feel lucky, that Keith was the first to find him. Hyacinth probably looked a little crazy, with a grin plastered across his face in the state he was in. Admittedly though, he did feel disoriented. “Sorry.” He told the other, patting him clumsily on his chest. “I shouldn’t have left. It was a really really bad idea-shouldn’t have trusted him” A trickle of warm blood made it’s way down his face, from a reopened wound on his forehead. He attempted to staunch it with his sleeve. “I must look like shit, huh?”

for someone who’s been in camp since before he was even aged a year old, keith never really felt like he was close to anyone, ever. there were barely kids his age and everyone was older than him. that is until hyacinth came to camp and keith annoyingly clung to him. he still hated himself for being like that, but he would never regret the fact that they became friends and even started acting like brothers. “yeah, exactly.” keith agreed, voice wavering. he didn’t know what he was talking about for the most part, but definitely was upset at him for leaving and coming back looking like this. keith could feel his eyes tearing up, and some would take that as a sign of weakness when he was only a little too caring. “just hang in there, we’re almost there.” he said, ignoring his question. he couldn’t even look at him without crying so he avoided that. soon enough, they were at the infirmary and keith put him down on one of the empty beds and called someone for him. “you mess just had to go and make yourself even messier.” keith finally said to him, sighing. he was trying to ease things up, but failed when he felt himself about to tear up again.

[hyacinthbae-blog]

Scars and Souvenirs || Keith & Hyacinth (past)

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hyacinthbae:

    Hyacinth stumbled up Half-Blood Hill, bare feet scraped, dirty and aching. He had had no drachmas for the Grey Sister’s taxi, nor mortal money for a normal one. Walking for nearly two hours, likely looking like a homeless person, had made his legs throb. His wrist was bent at an odd angle after being fractured and healed incorrectly multiple times, one eye was bruised shut, his face cut up, countless other scars and blue marks mapped their way all over his skin. Despite all of this, upon stepping through The Archway, he felt nothing but relief and luck. He had not been attacked by anything, and had made it there unfound by Elias. He was home, a place he hadn’t been in six months. Upon the relief of his journey being over, he collapsed to his knees to the shock of those around the area who hadn’t seen Hyacinth for over half a year. “I might need to be taken to the infirmary.” He told the boy nearest to him before he looked up to see “…Keith?”

@whxtemagic

for six months, keith was worried about a very close friend, always wondering where he disappeared off to. and for the last of those, every time he would ask, he’d be told to just forget it, he’s dead already. he refused to believe it, there’s no way hyacinth was dead.

keith was working with a few other people, moving boxes of freshly packaged strawberries to take to the parking lot where a truck was waiting. but that’s when the others walking in front of him stopped and gasped, and at the sight of the boy, keith immediately dropped the boxes he was holding and rushed to the boy who looks completely different from what he remembered. “c-cinth, fuck-” he looked around, not knowing what he was supposed to do before it clicked in his head that hyacinth needed immediate help. keith’s hands were shaking a little and he already felt his eyes burning with tears, his heart always not handling it when his friends were in pain. he bent down and picked him up in his arms, and no one else protested when keith left them and ran as carefully as he could to the infirmary. “y-you, shit- i-” he shook his head, not knowing what to say. “i was so worried about you, for fuck’s sake.”

[captain-jimkirk]

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@hyacinthbae

[jungkookismykindofperfect]

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hyacinthbae:

Hyacinth sat with his friend, enjoying the day, a rare occassion. He had been holed up in his cabin for far too long and was glad to have Keith’s company, regardless of how ridiculous the other’s new found hobby seemed to him.  He grinned, Keith’s excitement was infectious, even to Hyacinth who felt more down than usual. Hyacinth looked down at the camera and snorted. “Whatever you say.” He squinted at the screen “Objectively speaking, it looks like either a blurry bigfoot sighting or a lamp post that grew arms. Either way, its groundbreaking.” He teased.

keith almost instantly pouted, looking back down at the photo as hyacinth spoke. “that’s so mean.” he sighed. “i was attempting to replicate a technique i found online.” that was just an excuse, keith knew how awful he is. he lifted the camera back up and tried to get more steady pictures, as if determined to show hyacinth that he isn’t that bad.

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teren-benoit:

Teren looked at the screen before shaking his head. “Did you get your eyes checked?”

“my eyes are perfectly fine, teren.” they weren’t. his contacts were getting dry. “what do you know about the art of photography anyway.”

[xueyangapologist]

who the fuck manages to eat three set separate meals at three set times of the day. who the fuck does that. i eat however much i’m hungry for whenever i’m hungry, which could be anywhere in the range of once a day, six times a day or constantly snacking, depending on the weather, how much i’ve slept, the phase of my menstrual cycle, how annoyed i am, how well i’m dressed, how much work i have to do, how much food i see that day, how gay i’m feeling,