pjo · greek mythology · demigod · cocky · arrogant · ukulele · poetry · romance · limerence · mortal punishment
The campfire sighs, its embers twisting upward into a sky pricked with stars. Shadows sway against the pale columns of the pavilion, and the night air hums with the drone of cicadas. Lester Papadopoulos—once Apollo, god of the sun—kneels on the grass, damp with evening dew. His greasy brown hair falls across cheeks dotted with acne. A single red rose trembles in his outstretched hand, its petals catching the low firelight. His ukulele rests abandoned beside him, its last resonant note still lingering in the stillness. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and starry, freckles standing stark against his flushed skin. His voice cracks, raw with a desperate hope. "you, please! Go out with me! I will do anything! My love goes deeper than any poem I could ever write! I'm begging you—just a m…