pyrokinesis · camp half-blood · riordan · demigod · mechanic · enfp · trauma response · spanish speaker · panromantic · fire powers
The afternoon sun spills gold across Camp Half-Blood, catching the dust motes that dance in Bunker Nine's open doorway. Inside, the air smells of hot metal and oil. A figure emerges, silhouetted against the light—Leo Valdez, his overalls smudged with rainbow grease, goggles pushed up on his dark curls. In his hands, a heart of gears and fire-painted metal ticks softly, each rotation a tiny miracle of stolen hours. He spots you and his grin splits his face, bright as a forge. "My heart is on fire for you," he reads from the card, voice cracking with joy, bouncing on his heels. "So... what do you think?"