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PROMPT 005 - SUPERHERO

Name: Inkheart

Powers: Covered in magic tattoos, Greyson can summon/transform into the creatures that are inked into his skin. Notable tattoos are the Ancient Red Dragon, Fenrir Wolf of Ragnarok, Jörmungandr, Kraken, Chimera and Hydra.

Strengths: When transformed Greyson is imbued with the powers and strengths of the creatures he becomes.

Weaknesses: When human is only mildly tougher than a regular human and entirely mortal. He cannot simply tattoo on more creatures in order to obtain their forms.

#godlingprompt005

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A slow smirk spread across Greyson's lips when Ender clarified that they would play just like they used it. Selfishly a part of him had missed the thrill of that moment in their lives - sneaking around behind Adam's back to go to different clubs in the hopes of catching Ender again. And then deliberately meeting up with the other when he finally had a name.

It wasn't the proudest moment in Greyson's life, cheating behind his boyfriend's back - nor had it been the smartest given who Adam was. But that thrill of danger had been fuel to his fire. He hadn't realised it then but love was the addiction that kept him coming back time and time again.

"No, you haven't. You've been spending far too much time paying everyone and everything else attention except me." Greyson pouted playfully as he arched into the touch Ender dragged across his chest. He could see the truth behind the mask, the real Ender and coveted it as a treasure just for him.

A soft hum slipped from the son of Pan's lips when he felt the kiss to his ear, his smile only growing wider at Ender's heated words purred against his ear. "Do you like it? I kept you in mind when I chose it - what would daddy like." Grey breathed hotly, turning to brush his lips against Ender's lips. "You even going to bother getting me out of it?"

"Play, just like we used to," before all this. Back when they were hooking up in clubs. Back when they would sneak off while Grey was still with his ex. Back when they both were starting to fall in love with another having no clue what the other was feeling. Back before they realized who they really were and decided to take a chance on saving the world. "I know I have not been giving you the attention you deserve since we arrived here and I want to make that up to you." A soft confession but a glimpse of his real self. If anyone at camp knew who Ender was behind the mask he wore, it was Greyson.

Pressing a soft kiss to the shell of his ear, the older demigod allowed his hands to stroke up the boy's chest tracing those familliar planes that were hidden under the toga. "I was thinking we could go into my bedroom and I could fuck you while you wear that little toga of yours to start with."

#[ grey / ender ]

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As offerings went - this certainly seemed like it made the most sense, a far cry from the bloody piece of gore Greyson had left at his own father's statue. Perhaps that was why it had taken so long to feel the song again - or maybe he was just the wrong kind of wild for a son of Pan?

When Ender mentioned something more personal for them to do together later he rose a brow, curiosity getting the better of him. What was the other demigod planning? "Play?" Grey repeated, gaze still wandering out over the party before them from where he sat comfortably on Ender's lap, the other's chest pressed to Greyson's back.

Oh he knew what that could mean - all the things they had done in the past. It conjured a dozen different images, sensual, sexual, enticing. But Grey did oh so like it when Ender told him in explicit detail. "Do tell me more."

Part of him knew that they should put a name to this; to give them a a title to whatever they were. Yet Ender was a coward. The last time he had felt this way it ended in two lives lost. To think that Greyson could be put in that situation was something Ender didn't dare to think about. There were other reasons why he wasn't putting a name on it, why he kept them to themselves as if he was locking them in a room where no one could hurt them. If Ender had his way he wouldn't let Grey even go on quests, hating not knowing if the boy was ever to come back...

"It is my offering," he confirmed, pleased but a bit nervous. What if his father didn't appreciate this, what if he didn't hear? At least everyone was enjoying themselves. "I had something more personal for us to do later." Tilting his head he brushed his lips against the shell of his ear to whisper, "I thought we could play."

#[ grey / ender ]

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"Great! I'll set something up and let you know." Grey smiled brightly at the nudge and the fact that Ale had agreed to join him. If there was one thing the son of Pan loved it was sharing his love for animals with others - so getting to give Ale his first real tour around a zoo was something he was excited to share.

Grey nodded as he listened to the other talk. While he couldn't relate fully considering his life before camp hadn't been terrible - far from it. Sure Greyson had had his fair share of hardships throughout his life, but in recent years he'd made something for himself, a life he'd been rather proud of. But coming to camp still felt like coming home in a way nothing else in his life had quite measured up to. "I get that - glad this place is good for you and that you feel like you belong here. I think it might be a common feeling around camp. I think that's nice, makes the whole saving the world together easier."

"oh .. " the thought of going to a zoo was foreign to him, but he always was curious about the simple little trips that he could have had if his life had been able to be different. smiling over towards grey as they kept walking, it felt nice in that moment to be just having this kind of conversation. it felt - comforting for one. "i'll take you up on that whenever you are wanting to head back." he nudged the other, already thinking about what a much needed time out of camp that would honestly be.

how does he honestly answer that without giving much of anything away. he barely knew grey, but he was sure the other was anything but judgmental. "honestly - i hated my life back before i came to camp. so - no, i don't miss it." that was just when he stopped walking and looked over at grey. "i'm sure others can relate to this - but coming here honestly saved my life, which is weird i guess to say since we're putting our lives out on the line -- but this is a better life than what i really had back in my old life."

#[ grey / ale ]

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"Sometimes gut instincts pay off." Greyson nodded with a smile. He wasn't sure the same could be said about his own offering, but it had been received - whether or not it was something Pan might have actually desired was a different question that Grey didn't care too much about the answer. Did that make him a poor demigod?

He watched as Gabriel seemed to expertly shift Kali in his arms to free up a hand in order to save the last of his baking bread, amused at the domesticity of it. "See, you'd have made a great rehabilitator." Grey teased playfully. How often had he juggled arms full of squirming cubs in order to make their meals, administer medicines or all the other forms of care he'd had to provide?

"Well you ever fancy getting out of camp for a while I'd happily tag along." Grey offered casually. They might not need to go to the same place, but it was nice to leave camp and not just for perilous missions.

"I basically just grabbed on to the first idea that had me going 'oh that could work' and hoped for the best." He hoped to grow with time. Understand more, experience more, build something of himself that would stand against the waves of whatever else would be coming his way.

Although more than anything he hoped to have moments like these, too. It felt like home, even if all of it had a much more fantastical edge to it. Arms full of a tiger cub that had some potential connection to the god of the wilds, in a kitchen where he'd used his own gifts to light the hear-

"Sorry Kali, hold on tight." Grip adjusted to support the cub with one arm as he turned to snag the last tray from the hearth with a brief hiss and settling it on the counter. Maybe a little more brown that he would have liked for the last of moning bread, but it would do. Hopefully. "I'm definitely going to need to keep checking in on the mortal world. I'm sure Father Cristiano's already asking fo pictures of what I've seen so far."

#[ grey / gabriel ]

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#photo #[ muse;; greyson darcy ]

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"I don't know about all of them, but it certainly makes it easier to get them to like me." Greyson chuckled. He knew animals had to be won over just like anyone else - their trust and respect earned, something he'd understood long before he could speak with them. "Fair point." He nodded with a smile before raising a brow at the mention of Ender's powers. "Surprising, I'd have thought most people would pick controlling lightning or flying with wings over making booze." He joked.

Grey laughed at the suggestion of a spiked collar, fingers testing along the line of his neck where a collar might sit. He supposed spikes weren't the worst look he could go for. "All I've gotta do is figure out what's the right size that no matter the form I take it won't choke me to death or just fall off." He chuckled. "Yeah, cats are pretty cool."

               " i mean, yes, there are some impressive powers. i mean i love my powers, but yours, turning into animals. that's amazing. and communicating with them. i mean, that's awesome. they must all like you. at least when you talk to animals people aren't looking at you crazy, " he chuckled. he kept his eyes on the other, watching him. " try talking to someone that no one else can see, " winter nods. " yours and creating alcohol, honestly you and ender won, " he grins.

he laughed when the other teased about the collar. he brought up his thumbs up towards his eyes, placing them together and then aligned them on his neck. he squinted one of his eyes and then nods. " yea, this is definitely something you could rock. something sexy, hot! maybe one with spikes, " he winked. " but listen, turning into any cat is a win. i love cats. "

#[ grey / winter ]

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"Could have fooled me." Greyson chuckled. Maybe he should take more time to research about his father but he wasn't sure what good it could do. He'd always been a go with his gut kind of guy, so he wasn't likely to change anytime soon.

Grey smiled fondly at Kali, watching her settle in Gabriel's arms. She and his other two cubs were everything to the wild demigod - his children for lack of a better description considering he'd hand raised them since birth. He'd kill for them, die for them and should anything happen to them it would unleash the fury of the wilds on the fool who'd dared.

"Makes sense. I don't know about anyone else but I know I've got reason enough to go back to the human world and check on things." Grey nodded. He knew his roommate could handle himself, that his work colleagues would take good care of the other animals that had been in Greyson's charge, but that didn't mean he didn't think about them all and want to check up on them.

There was the briefest hint of a laugh at the other's next words, smile dancing over his lips as he considered for a moment. He certainly didn't feel like he had any of this figured out. It was largely just guesswork and going with his gut. He knew how to show respect, and he respected Hestia after doing some research and talking to a couple of the other demigods. He wanted to show her that respect, and well, he'd always shown it in the same way. "I feel like I should be worried given how little I feel I've got figured out." An edge of tease, but still.

He could practically feel the amusement from Grey as he accepted the cub, giving her time to situate herself in his arms, and mostly just. Enjoying the experience of holding her.

"Oh I'm already a lost cause, look at that face." Still the same smile, the ease of being so open and uncaring of how it might look. That level of ego, and the need to protect it, had never been Gabriel. There was, however, a pause at the next comment that was probably more telling than an actual response. "That... Is very good information to have. It's less something I need to settle as much as I'd like to keep in check?"

#[ grey / gabriel ]

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"I'll admit it is rather thrilling to hunt down my enemies in whatever predatory form takes my fancy." Greyson chuckled. He left out the part of how he'd already torn two men to pieces alongside his pack of wolves as an offering to his father - not entirely sure how such a story would be received. Not everyone here was as comfortable with the brutality of nature as he was.

"Maybe. I think of it more as an opportunity to observe, but I'll settle for conversation." He replied casually grabbing a glass of whatever was on offer. "It's not my entire intention, just an amusing side effect to sitting around as a leopard. No one had the bravery to try and pet me." He chuckled.

"Well if there's one sure fire way to forget whatever's bothering you - its drinks made by Ender I'm sure." Grey nodded, confident that the alcohol available was a one track route to black out drunk if enough was consumed.

He kept an eye on the other, the stretch of muscles, the fluidity of his moves. It was a strange thing, to be around someone who could transform themselves like that. How did that feel like? "Well, I think it will work a lot better if you are chasing bad guys while looking like that, for sure. I wouldn't stop to look." He chuckled.

"That seems like a waste. We didn't get much of a chance to talk yet... Isn't this the perfect place for that?" He mused, raising his glass towards the other. "There are other ways to scare people, if that's what you want to do..."

Upon hearing the question Jay shrugged. "Ask me after a few more drinks. I'm here on a mission you see." He leaned in, as if to share a secret. "The less I remember from the last couple of days, the better I'll feel--the better this party will get."

#[ grey / jay ]

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Being so emotional in falling snow 

#headcanon #[ muse;; greyson darcy ] #[ headcanon;; heart of an animal ]

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As if to appease the screaming critter, Grey picked up another random pebble he thought the otter would like and offered it to him, catching Moss' attention and diverting it back to his small collection of stones. The distraction tactic seemed to work well and at least for a moment, the lake was once again peaceful and calm.

"Really? That's pretty awesome. Do you go diving in the lake often?" Greyson asked. He'd been curious what was down there since arriving to camp but hadn't spent much time at the lake as he had in the woods. "Well if you are ever looking for a diving partner I'll happily volunteer." He smiled, definitely eager to explore.

"He's a lesser known god, not one of the big pantheon names." Grey shrugged. It never bothered him that his father wasn't 'famous', it didn't make him feel any lesser than the others. "Yeah, animals, the wilds, shepherds. He's got a few different divinities."

to  have  a  river  otter  in  their  midst  was  quite  fascinating.  ronan  wasn’t  one  who  studied  the  anatomy  or  biomes  of  mammals  who  spent  their  time  in  the  oceans  or  rivers  but,  he  was  so  curious  about  domesticated  animals  and  how  they  might  transform  while  in  a  setting  like  this. 

“  so  interesting.  well,  I  spend  a  lot  of  time  here  at  the  lake  so  if  you’re  ever  curious.  i  recently  learned  i  can  share  my  powers  with  other  for  some  unset  period  of  time.  might  be  a  thought  to  explore  the  lake  with  someone  else  who  seems  as  interested  as  i  am  in  that  kind  of  thing.  ”  ronan  stopped  himself  from  getting  too  excited  to  have  another,  knowing  that  most  times  he  got  carried  away  when  it  came  to  his  innate  need  for  experimentation  and  research.

“  hmm,  pan.  i’m  not  too  privy  to  him.  ”  ronan  answered  honestly.  “  he’s  a  god  of  animals?  ”

#[ grey / ronan ]

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"I'd honestly prepared to go the whole evening hiding in plain sight." Greyson chuckled, having planned to simply attend the party in one of his wildshapes, easily missed and ignored by the partygoers. So far it seemed that plan hadn't panned out fully but he wasn't complaining.

"I always appreciate someone with a strong work ethic." He smirked playfully. Once they reached the top, Greyson didn't hesitate to flop down amongst the grass, looking up at the stars overhead. Being out in nature was always far more preferable to him than cooped up anywhere else. "I have a few ideas."

"not a bad mindset to have. though i'm awfully curious what other situations you've prepared yourself for tonight." dante's tone was heavy with implication, rather enjoying the banter between the two of them. greyson proved to be a bit more complex than he'd initially thought, it urged him to learn more.

"i certainly don't mind putting in the work," as they reach the top, it feels serene, stretching out onto the grass with a soft of content. "just depends on the kind of work you'd like to see me do."

#[ grey / dante ]

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Grey was definitely surprised when Ale mentioned he'd never been to a zoo before, but then again they weren't always the cheapest places to visit - something Greyson sometimes forgot. "Well if you ever wanted to go I can get you in, show you around and give a better tour than any of the paying customers." He offered with an easy smile. Plus it would be nice to go back, visit his roommate, see all the animals that had been in his care that he'd left behind since coming to camp. He had no doubt his fellow keepers had been taking perfect care of them, but that didn't mean Grey didn't miss seeing them all every day.

While Grey might have caught the hesitation, he didn't press. After all if Ale didn't want to elaborate, Greyson wasn't going to force him. "Trust me, being a keeper isn't fancy work. Cleaning up after very large animals is not glamorous." He chuckled. "You ever find yourself missing your old life, before camp?" Grey asked curiously as they walked, mostly making conversation.

hearing that grey worked with animals didn't surprise him, he had a deep admiration for animals, even if he didn't ever grow up with one. when he was homeless the stay dogs and cats alone always felt like it was something he was able to relate to, wanting to help them in some way, but he couldn't even help himself just yet. -- it was then when he met his dog, nox who was back at his cabin as they walked. he felt that just maybe he should have brought the good boy with him, grey would have been someone that nox would have loved to get to know.

"zoo -- you know i have never been to a zoo before." it was true, he never been to a zoo before and he doesn't think he will be. never having been able to afford it, or even honestly given time to have a real life in the first place. what struck him next was the next question. what does he tell him - he needed to lie, he couldn't tell greyson about himself, or what he did before coming here. "i was ... a personal trainer" it wasn't a lie as much as he hasn't been a personal training for over six years. "so nothing fancy like a zoo keeper" . even if he wanted to keep what he did to himself, the scars all over his face and body told a different story, but he never cared about covering them up - it felt like it showed people around him to stay the fuck away, which seemed like that didn't fly here.

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"Yeah, I've always liked them. Honestly animals are preferable to people in my opinion. With an animal you know what you're getting, they don'e lie, manipulate or hate, pure honest love and affection." Greyson answered easily. All his life he'd found people exhausting at the best of times, often saying one thing but meaning another. Now that he knew the truth of his heritage, it made a lot of sense why he might feel that way and why handling animals had always been intuitive to him his whole life.

When Kieran didn't offer up much of an answer to Greyson's question, the son of Pan didn't press - he wasn't one to go digging into someone's past if they didn't want to talk about it. He did however raise a brow at the mention of Ender and how he'd been helping the other. With what? Greyson wanted to ask but he bit his tongue and kept the question to himself. "We know each other." Grey answered, this time the one holding back not quite elaborating. He didn't know what Ender had been telling people, if he'd he'd been talking about Greyson at all - after all why would he?

his default expression had always been relatively blank, but he had a slight smile for the briefest moment while greyson explained his abilities with more clarity. he could only imagine the strain of being able to feel the emotions of every creature around them ────── and greyson probably wouldn't be in camp anymore if it was the case, as a padded cell just might be the more appropriate habitat. " have you always been fond of animals then ? i don't know, i guess this whole thing would be very jarring if you didn't like animals and suddenly all of wildlife are flocking to you. " he asked, head tilted. kieran could guess the answer, did not know much about everyone else but his own life seemed to have always been influenced by the divinity that was sleeping in his veins. he barely had any doubts that it was the same for the other demigods. " i had some issues, but ender has been a big help ... " he said, well aware how lopsided it was that he asked so many questions yet his own answers were barely adequate. and so he quickly decided to pivot the conversation to their mutual friend instead. " he's cool. i really like spending time with him ... you two know each other, right ? "

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"Helps to be prepared for any situation." Greyson joked. He hadn't really given it much thought beyond a passing idea. After all, he didn't expect his fellow godling to shove him from a cliffs edge with the intent to end him. At least Grey didn't think he'd made such a poor impression that such a thing would seem necessary.

"Oh yeah, that would have probably knocked you on your ass and not in a good way." He smirked playfully, watching as Dante moved. He hadn't had much to drink at the party, knowing exactly where said alcohol came from and spending the majority of his time at the event in one of his animal shapes. "I do trust you, it's just fun seeing you try and work for it." He teased.

"you've really thought this out, haven't you." laughing aloud, dante shakes his head. he supposed it was better to be overly cautious, though he wondered how dangerous greyson believed him to be. certainly, he hadn't given off that bad of an impression.

"really? glad i didn't chug it then." still, it felt absolutely lovely, the buzz had him feeling nice. "what do i gotta do for you to trust me, mm?" dante asks with a gentle hum, turning to face the shorter male, walking backwards as he does.

#[ grey / dante ]

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Grey didn't mind Harley's passing gaze, he was pretty used to looks from others considering his ink, and okay maybe a small part of him kind of liked the attention. "Definitely lucky, unless I bore you to death with conversation." He joked with a playful smile. The wildling listened curiously as he watched Harley, nodding along as he spoke. "Ain't that the truth. If someone had told me six months ago that I was the son of a god, I'd have laughed." He replied with a chuckle. All his life he'd been just an awkward guy from Queens trying to make it day by day doing what he loved. "Good, still trying to get a better handle of these powers and figure out how I can be useful to an overall team. And maybe kick my ass and not be such a recluse all the time." He joked.

harley's eyes trailed over the godling in front of hims body, taking in every last one of his tattoos, he'd always been a tattoo fan, so there was something very aesthetically pleasing about them. "long night you say? well, lucky for both of us that i'm a night owl, then, huh?" he gave his following godlin a wink, an amused smirk playing on his soft features as he watched greyson. he really didn't know the other all that well, but from what he had seen so far, he was vibing with a lot. "it's, uh, it's a shock to the system, that's one way to put it." a soft, nervous laugh slipping out. in all honesty he didn't know how he was finding it, for someone who was an empath, he was really struggling with his emotions about everything. "yeah, everyone here seems pretty great, i think we have a good group so far. how about you? how are you handling it?"

#[ grey / harley ]

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"Sure." Grey nodded. He'd always been more of a talker, filling a silence with idle chatter and only really enjoying silence around someone he trusted. Perhaps it was the pessimistic side of him that felt silences as heavy when it was with someone he barely knew, like if he didn't say something they'd think he was angry, upset, didn't like them - something negative. But when he trusted someone to understand silence was just silence, he could relax.

"I don't know, maybe? I barely understand the beginning of my powers so I don't know the limits yet." He shrugged. Maybe one day the fey spirits could become even more powerful creatures of all kinds or he wasn't that strong and he'd continue to use the power he had to his best abilities.

"It's worth it, but then I'm biased. I've always been the outdoors type." He encouraged. The woodlands around camp were some of the most beautiful Grey had the pleasure of exploring. "Maybe. I'm not deliberately hiding away and trying to be antisocial. Guess I just haven't connected with others as much yet." He replied. That was probably on him, but Grey had always been more of a social outcast his whole life, the company of animals something he understood more than people. And when people had their groups, he wasn't the type to insert himself in.

"right."  he  could  speak  with  animals,  silas  almost  forgot.  there  were  so  many  godlings  with  so  many  different  strengths  &  abilities,  he  still  struggled  a  little  to  keep  them  all  apart.  not  the  powers,  but  the  demigods.  grey  seemed  nice.  one  of  the  less  ...  social  types,  much  like  him.  "sometimes  no  words  say  jus'  as  much  as  many."  silas  could  write  a  novel  on  that.  if  he  wrote.  people  often  thought  he  didn't  like  them,  because  he  didn't  say  much  &  preferred  to  observe  or  listen  &  silas  hardly  ever  corrected  them,  but  it  usually  wasn't  actually  the  case.  "they're  only  gonna  imitate  animals,  right?"

  a  wilding.  silas  could  appreciate  that.  "don't  blame  ya.  though  i  haven't  had  the  time  to  explore  the  woods  yet."  he  should  take  it.  nature  was  ...  good.  healing,  in  a  way.  he  could  use  a  little  sprinkle  of  good  vibes  in  his  life  these  days.  "for  sure.  for  what  it's  worth,  tho...  i  think  you  should  hang  out  in  camp  more  often.  it  ain't  that  bad."  he  was  speaking  from  experience  as  one  to  ..prefer  solitude  usually.

#[ grey / silas ]