The fragrance of vanilla and flowers around stung Asclepius’ nose as he set a small handful of berries into the wicker basket lent to him.
Assortments of berries, leaves, seeds and a small tube of sap settled in the basket.
His blonde hair would have fallen in his face as he sat down against a tree, but Persephone had put his “bangs” in a sunflower clip.
“Hey watch out for the mushrooms beside you” called Persephone from behind a bush, her voice honey soft sounding through the rustling of leaves below her feet.
“Yeah yeah…” he grumbled, rolling his eyes.
The petite goddess stood in front of him, her hair falling to her thighs and her white sundress swayed a little with the wind the blew through the thick oak trees surrounding them.
Kneeling down with a yellow wild forest flower in her hands, she let out a short sigh.
“We’ve been out here for hours and we’ve filled three baskets now. Why don't we go back huh?” She set a hand on his shoulder, in which he inched away.
“That’s surprising coming from you. You'd always rather stay outside than go indoors” Asclepius says, raising a brow.
“Well of course. But you don't seem to like being out here, so i thought…i don't know it’d be better to…” her voice shyly trailed off, noticing a slight change of tone in his voice. Irritance. Something she didn’t do well with.
But Persephone didn't let that show on the outside. Well….not a lot anyway.
Standing, Asclepius took the flower from Persephone, causing her to playfully pout before he put it in the basket and headed the direction they came from without another word as Persephone rambled on about flowers and seeds that the basket he held carried. Even though he already knew. Eventually he mentioned the party tomorrow night that peeked his interest slightly.
“What party?” He asked, confused as to why he hadnt heard of it till now.
“Oh, i heard something about Apollo, or maybe, no. Ah i cant remember who’s hosting it” she waved off “anyway, its tomorrow starting at six. You should come. I mean i know you wouldnt enjoy it. Well at first. But you will” she nodded
In which he only rolled his eyes “ill think about” he grumbled
Aphrodite themself was hosting said party.
They were dressed in only the most risque and exotic clothes, showing skin but not too much.
They were sitting around, bored. Lots of male simps were around them, catering to their every need.
If Artemis would hurry up, then maybe Apollo could enjoy the god awful party surrounding him from every direction. It wasn't a terrible get up, none of the decorations were cheap or tangy, the food was naturally divine, the music was sustenance enough to keep them all lively along with the many gorgeous male waiters.
Apollo didn't bother going into specifics or noticing details, the party's host was Aphrodite after all and that god was to be trusted in all such matters. Aphrodite was fully equipped on all matters of beauty, love and drama.
And those were all the things you needed at a good party. That and alcohol.
But Apollo couldn't enjoy any of it, not even the barely dressed male waiters (gorgeous), because his sister was late again and their brother, Hermes, was no doubt going through with a large drug deal that he had promised them not to attend.
Hermes was a loose canon and so was Artemis, unpredictable, dangerous and yet, Apollo would break the world in half for them.
He swirled his not-so-legal drink instead, stressing out of his mind and wandering where in the many hells his twin sister could possibly be. Apollo imagined she was finishing off a jam session in the middle of the woods or hiding a body, either way her lateness implied that she might not even show up. Which totally ruined his matching outfit plan, Apollo looked good either way with long tousled lock of golden sun and a jaw with the same blinding power, but his twin, with her daring eyes and flawless midnight dress, really sold the memo. Together they shone brighter then both the sun and moon, more then the stars in the sky.
Still he managed to flash a smile at the beautiful Aphrodite, chime in on conversation and pretend that he wasn't going out of his mind.
Aphrodite smirked at Apollo and walked up to him.
"Well, hello~" They said, seductively. "Enjoying the party?"
The male servants were crowding Aphrodite. Aphrodite dismissed the male servants.
(Oh, didnt realize we time skipped to the actual party but okay)
Eros stepped into the building, his eyes shifting every which way as he looked around. Taking in all of the surroundings. He wasnt surprised in the least at Apollo shining as bright as ever.
Aphrodite caught his eye as the men gathered around her.
Asclepius on the other hand couldn’t care less about anything going on in the party.
“Remind me why I’m here” he grumbled, his arms crossed.
Persephone smiled at him. “Cheer up silly. You’re here to have fun! Maybe you can meet your soulmate here or something!” She exclaimed. Which was followed by Asclepius’ eye roll. “Do you think of love wherever you go?” He asked, annoyed.
“No, thats more of an Eros thing. But i do think of possible beginnings to happiness and adventure. Go make friends! What about Artemis? Shes fun”
“I dont even think shes here. And besides, definitely not interested. She’ll eat me for breakfast before i can even say hi” he says
“Fine” Persephone huffed. She wore a beautiful pastel pink dress, fitting her top with her corset shaped body and flowing down to her ankles, only to puff up at the bottom, not touching the ground with her white heels.
She wore multiple flowers the hues of pink and purple in her hair. Her hair was put in a half up half down style, two braids on either side coming back to the bouncy curls of the ponytail, falling down to her hair that again, went down to her thighs.
Asclepius of course wore araven black suit, which in a warm light shown a dark shiny blue. Bluestone silver rings lined his pale fingers. He let his hair fall over his blue eye, as it naturally did and he didnt bother to fix it. The less of himself the Gods can see the better
Artemis knew she was late, but she couldn’t help it. Any party held by Aphrodite was bound to be filled with drama, something she was not into. Oh but she knew her brother would be thrilled with all of this. Apollo and Hermes were both so out there that even she seemed boring. But she loved them both to bits, not that she’d admit that to either of them. As she made her way to the party she could tell she was going to regret it later. She walked up behind her brother and punched his arm, as per usual. And like every time, he collapses and acts like he’s just been shot or something.
(Dont misgender)
"Hello, Artemis. Still Single, I see." THEY commented, sarcastic.
She went to check on the others.
"Why, dear sister, do you always insist on this welcoming?" the sarcasm laced between his tones were a compliment of growing up with his sister. "You're lucky no one saw that."
Apollo threw another wave to Aphrodite who had become busy again with her servants
He leaned down to kiss her on the forehead, one of the only affectionate gestures Artemis allowed, even from her brother. A gentle greeting, a familiar promise.
Apollo scanned the place for potential dancing partners, he wouldn't take his sister for fear being outshined, his eyes landed on Persephone and her entourage. Eros's presence was a noticeable honey musk, even Asclepius had a drawing feature to him that night. Apollo wasn't out of options, that was for sure.
Maybe the party would prove interesting after all.
He presented them all with a grin, a white-tooth, flawless beam.
Somewhere far off the sun had begin to fall, usually the darkness brought Apollo a sense of dread and discomfort, but now that his twin had decided to show up, the night was a welcoming embrace. The moonshine was a gift.
The party was only just beginning.
His dark blue suit upon one glance seemed plain to the naked eye, but as the moon rose, reflections of starlight bounced off him, creating a glimmer and idea of sparkling fireworks caught alight on his wear. His sister's was similar and yet different, a perfect reminder of their unity. The dark, shining get up drew even more interest and stares to him then usual.
Well, what wasn't there to stare at? Perfect clothing, amber eyes, thick hair (did he mention the hair?) and now to top it all off and make his fake confidence look real, his other half was here.
"So, what have you been up to? Any word from Hermes? And better yet…" He passed his sister a goblet. "Who here is worthy to entertain your affections tonight?"
( @Josuke-Higashikata ive got a few things if thats alright.)
(First of all, i did say in the beginning, you follow the personalities, names and genders. Aphrodite is…a she. A female. I have no problem with they/them pronouns, or honestly any part of the lgbtq community. But for this roleplay, i do ask for you to follow that.)
(Second, your replies are pretty short and a little harder to work with. With the word count, your last post was literally a single line. I did also mention that before in the beginning post.)
(Third, if you are going to tell someone in my roleplay something, nomatter what it is, i ask you to do it nicely and without hate or passive aggressiveness. If that is not your intent, thats fine. But i want you to know that it does come across that way and I’d like you to change that please.)
I’m really sorry to be rude about this and if ive hurt you in any way, I’m really sorry. But i have set rules and guidelines you gotta follow just like everyone else would be. If you cannot follow any of these, i will have to ask you to leave and I’m really sorry about that.
I would like you to stay and continue role playing with us, but its your choice to leave instead of following my rules. Thank you
( @Josuke-Higashikata ive got a few things if thats alright.)
(First of all, i did say in the beginning, you follow the personalities, names and genders. Aphrodite is…a she. A female. I have no problem with they/them pronouns, or honestly any part of the lgbtq community. But for this roleplay, i do ask for you to follow that.)
(Second, your replies are pretty short and a little harder to work with. With the word count, your last post was literally a single line. I did also mention that before in the beginning post.)
(Third, if you are going to tell someone in my roleplay something, nomatter what it is, i ask you to do it nicely and without hate or passive aggressiveness. If that is not your intent, thats fine. But i want you to know that it does come across that way and I’d like you to change that please.)
I’m really sorry to be rude about this and if ive hurt you in any way, I’m really sorry. But i have set rules and guidelines you gotta follow just like everyone else would be. If you cannot follow any of these, i will have to ask you to leave and I’m really sorry about that.
I would like you to stay and continue role playing with us, but its your choice to leave instead of following my rules. Thank you
(I didn't realize that, and I will follow the rules now. But one thing: I was very tired when I wrote that. I will write more in the future.)
(Okay thank you. I appreciate your compliance. Maybe not reply if youre really retired and try to get some sleep instead? Again, I’m really sorry about this)
(Okay thank you. I appreciate your compliance. Maybe not reply if youre really retired and try to get some sleep instead? Again, I’m really sorry about this)
(No problem! And I had to write SOMETHING.)
(You never had to immediately. Your health is more important than reolplaying)
Persephone caught Apollos grin and gave one back, followed by a big, cheerful wave. Asclepius ignored it, not wanting anything to do with someone so hands- i mean annoying.
Persephone turned to him, giving his tie a good straightening before patting his chest and scurrying away to Apollos and Artemis’ direction with a happy smile and a bounce to her step along with the flowers in her curls.
“Hey guys! Havin fun!?” She asked, though sounding more of an exclamation than anything.
She always was hyper in fun public gatherings like these. Unless something went wrong of course. Persephone’s had a little too many close encounters with social gatherings. But she always excused it, forgived and forgotten.
Eros stood near wherever they kept the alcohol, at the bar of course, flirting with the waiters and waitresses while he slips some cherries into his mouth every now and again.
Gentle, flirtatious, smooth remarks only came from his soft lips.
Word on the grapevine was that Aphrodite was hosting party, and while that wasn't usually something Hecate would have enjoyed, she knew that there was bound to be drama that she could overhear. It was an Aphrodite party after all.
After hearing about this party, Hecate had closed their book and immediately gone to find the only person she seemed to be close to in that place– Atlas. The two of them didn't have very much in common, but when it came to random facts about random places the two of them were like peas in a pod. And they were surprisingly able to hold a conversation when it came to stars, though obviously for very different reasons. It had taken a lot of convincing, but eventually Atlas had agreed to go with her on the basis that he didn't actually want her to feel alone when surrounded by the others. That, and he didn't trust someone not to make a move on her. Sure, they weren't that close, but Hecate was still his friend so you best believe he was going to be protective of her.
Atlas had agreed to escort Hecate to the party as well, and thankfully he didn't have to wait long for her as she had started getting ready two hours prior to the arranged meet-up time. He wore a simple pair of black skinny jeans and–in his opinion–had spiced things up by wearing a dark blue button-up shirt. His hair was tied back in a small bun, though his bangs and fringe still hung loose and bounced every so often over his left eye. He tucked his hands into his pockets as he waited outside for Hecate, looking up at the sky as if that would make her hurry up.
The woman eventually came out with a bright, shy smile. She wore a red shirt with the top buttons open and a pair of short black shorts. Over the top of this she wore a black under-bust corset that accentuated her cleavage while making her waist even slimmer, and a long mesh skirt that had little motifs of the constellations stitched in silver thread. Despite her height, she also wore a pair of black heeled boots. As she looked at Atlas, the makeup on her cheeks and eyes almost made her face glow–her eyes in particular stood out against the deep crimson and gold eyeshadow. "Are you ready to go?"
Atlas' eyes had been fixed on her ever since she walked out, rather unsure if he was supposed to compliment her or tell her to put on something a little less revealing. Instead, he picked out the smallest feature. "Y-Your hair is curlier…"
The woman laughed softly, her bright white teeth shining before she covered her mouth. "Yes it is, thank you for noticing. Come on then, lets go."
The male servants, barely dressed with sweat glistening their abs, crowded Aphrodite. She sighed, sick of it. She made her crimson wine spiral in the glass and laid seductively on the grand piano that was there. A male servant was playing beautifully on it.
"So boring… I want drama…" She pouted, wanting to create the drama she so desperately desired.
"Goddess?" The male servant piped up.
"Yes, servant?" She sang, sweetness in her voice
"Can I have a kiss?" He asked. She handed him an Hershey's Kiss.
"There you go." She teased, giggling.
"I meant, ya know… like a real one…" He asked humbly, blushing.
"Behave yourself and you might get one." She replied, sitting up and getting up from the piano.
(Is my reply hard to work with?)
(No i dont think so. I appreciate the fact that you asked that. ♡. I would reply but im just waiting for someone to reply to my post :)
