#Daisy the Satyr

[bundleofstyx]

speedrunning character design in preparation for artfight. ive fallen in love with her: worlds cosiest girl

#art #digital art #character design #oc #original art #original character #illustration #digital illustration #fantasy #fantasy character #fantasy oc #faun #satyr #queer artist #trans artist #ibispaint #ref sheet #heirs #daisy averesch icebringer

[mrburnsnuclearpussy]

My fantasy au is so cringe it’s so cringe I don’t even wanna share it but also I wanna draw it so maybe..

#also I think I prefer the crawleys as high elves or soemthikg rather than centaurs etc #coz that was too confusing imo like hard to visualise them all together in my daydreams lol #but idk #but maybe Cora is half mermaid still? so the girls are mainly elf but have some mermaid qualities like can breathe long underwater and mayb #maybe have some fins/pretty scales and stuff? #sparkly mermaid elves all different colours ahh #ok Sybil would be blue #Edith would be teal?/green? #Mary would be purple #maybe clarkson can be a centaur instead of a satyr? #and Patmore can be a satyr instead of a halfling because her as a Danny Devito Phil the satyr charcater is hilarious #(from Hercules) #Daisy still a fairy? maybe she can be a halfling instead and someone else can be fairy #idk if Isobel and Matthew should be elves too? #i think maybe wood elves instea tho #i had mrs hughes as a Kitsune coz it just seems right but now I’m thinking #maybe she could be a unicorn instead of Isobel now there’s no one to be a unicorn? #plus she’s very like amazing and wise so uhhh she deserves it #and it makes more sense if she’s an animal as mr Carson is more animal as a dragon (even tho he’s technically a statue) #yeh ok I’m feelin it now

[homomenhommes]

Cameo glass vase, circa 1880, Venice. 2 young satyrs dancing as they crush grapes

An Ode to Hands-Knees-And-Bumsa-Daisy.

They were crushing more than grapes, i think

[sankta-starkova]

THE OUTSIDERS

summary: her mothers dream was for her to attend NYU so when she got in and left camp behind for college, Luke began to miss his best friend. When she comes back for the summer and bonds with the new camp mate, everything changes, and not for the better.

pairing: Luke Castellan x OC

wordcount: 35,000 words

SEASON ONE

— the one where daisy returns to camp from college and is blinded by her love for him and it causes her to not notice any of the signs

SEASON TWO

...coming soon

𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 — rachel zegler, cabin 7

𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍 — charlie bushnell, cabin 11

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 — walker scobell, cabin 3

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄 — leah sava jeffries, cabin 6

𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 — aryan simhadri, satyr

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐄 — dior goodjohn, cabin 5

𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 — saylor curda, cabin 10

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐑𝐀-𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 — xochitl gomez, cabin 4

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄 — sadie sink, mortal

MOODBOARDS

#luke castellan #the outsiders; luke castellan #luke castellan x oc #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan fanfiction #luke castellan fic #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson series #percy jackson fanfiction #pjo fandom #pjo fanfic #pjo fanfiction #pjo #charlie bushnell

[radicheart]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

the ghost of your bloodline

you were doomed from the start, weren’t you? born to bend yourself to the will of a bloodline that sneers at every effort you take towards betterment. you are stained by the hand of your father, your mother, perhaps a family member that looms over your weary shoulders. the first grave is the childhood home, after all. you can escape all you wish. your body can leave the home, the state, the country, but you will always be haunted by what raised you. when chelsea dingman wrote, “i have been trying to go home my entire life.” when graham greene wrote, “from childhood i had never believed in permanence, and yet i had longed for it.” when oscar wilde wrote, “a burnt child loves the fire.”

tagged by: @radiiosugars (thank you!!) tagging: @pcisin @a-hazbin-spider @femmina-eroe (for whichever muse you like) @gentlemenofhell (for Al) @ladiesofhell (for Daisy) @infernal-feminae (for Niffty) @keykeepertm @maskmerchand @nifft @novinare (for Emilie and/or Alastor) @rocxyoulikeahurricane @shika-the-satyr @the-muse-coven (for Morax) @usedhearts (for Alastor) @venisontransmission @waywardsculs (for Lucifer and/or Eve) & anyone else that wants to do this & ping me as their tagger!

#( dash game ) #(( Uquiz has destroyed me with its accuracy once again ))

[pegasus624]

Ghost Stories

Young Jane and Fran??? I am working on my ROTPL PJO AU and I added a little bit of my satyr oc (you will meet her when I get the story up) saying she works at a summer camp and the pinks being like ooo a camp! Because I decided that Olivia went to Girl Scout Camps and Jane went on camping trips with her dad and fran and I mentioned Jane having fun with ghost stories I was like “Hey, I can make a oneshot out of this idea!”

It was a summer night and 10 year old Jane was on a camping trip with her dad and sister, Fran, who was 6 at this time. It was Fran’s first time camping. They were all sitting around the fire.

“I’ll get the marshmallows and stuff from the camper.” Jane’s dad said.

So they were sitting there. “What should we do while we wait?” Jane asked.

Fran had an idea “Oooh, We can pick flowers and make flower crowns! There’s a good patch over there.”

An idea popped into Jane’s head. “Do you wanna hear a ghost story from right here in these woods?” She asked.

“Sure!”

“Alright, here goes.” She cleared her throat and shined a flashlight on her face. “It was a summer night in 1920, just like this one, and a little girl named Daisy was exploring the woods. She was lost and never found. A few months later, Daisy was found dead. Nobody knew how she died. Some say she was attacked by a bear, some say she got poisioned. But one thing is for sure, she died near a patch of flowers.”

Fran was already shaking. “Like that one?” She shined her flashlight to the flower patch a few feet away from where they were sitting.

“Yes. Daisy’s ghost haunts that patch of flowers in the woods and prevents anyone from picking them. Rumor has it, she could be seen after a storm.”

“Jane…” Jane turned to see her dad. “Stop scaring your sister.”

“Well, she said she wanted to hear a ghost story.” Jane said.

“You brought it up!” Frenchy argued

“Well, you wanted to go pick flowers at a potentially cursed flower patch!”

“It’s not cursed, ghosts aren’t real!”

“Well, how would you know? Have you met one?”

“No… but that story sounds fake!”

“But I’ve met Daisy.”

“You have?”

“Girls.” Their dad interrupted. “This is not the time to talk about ghost encounters.”

“Alright…” Jane said. They went on to toasting marahmallows and singing songs, forgetting about Daisy.

~~~

Later that night, Fran was asleep. She woke up to something like the sound of rain drumming on the camper. Then a knock. She sat up. “Hello?” She asked. “Is anyone there?”

“I’m outsideeeee.” A voice said.

Fran was hesitant but she went outside. Although it sounded like it was just raining, it was completely dry. “Where are you?”

“Go to the flooowersss.” The voice called. Fran went to the flowers. “So you’reee Jane’s sister, I’ve heard a loooot about youuu.”

“… Daisy?” Fran asked.

“Yesss” The voice said. “I’m Daisyyyy.” Fran kneeled down, Tempted to pick the flowers. Suddenly someone jumped at her, tackling her down. “DON’T PICK THE FLOWERS!”

“I wasn’t going to I-” She was interrupted by laughter. She then recognized the figure who jumped at her. “Jane?”

Jane laughed as she dropped the voice. “Gotcha! Man, that was fun!”

“So, Daisy wasn’t real?” Fran asked, trying to wiggle out.

“Not that I know of,” she said, still pining Fran down. “Then again, it’s just a ghost story. Like you said, ghosts aren’t real.” She said with a tiny michevious smile.

“They’re not! Also let me go!”

“Fine,” Jane sat up and let go of Fran. “But you have to admit that was pretty funny. You should’ve seen the look on your face.”

Fran pushed her in retaliation. “You woke me up just to scare me!”

“It was fun!” They were interrupted by a loud boom of thunder. “We should get out of here.”

“You just said that ghosts aren’t real!”

“Yeah but it’s raining. Plus I don’t wanna risk actually meeting Daisy.”

“True. Let’s go.”

#grease rise of the pink ladies #rotpl #save rotpl #grease rotpl #save rise of the pink ladies #rise of the pink ladies #grotpl #jane facciano #jane rotpl #fran facciano #fran rotpl #frenchy facciano #frenchy rotpl #oneshot

[gelate-blossoms]

Hello! Welcome to my original characters' blog!! Hoorah ^^

Main blog is meepleech (I mainly just reblog stuff there lol)

I don't really draw my ocs allat much, but I hope y'all like them anyway!

Below is gunna be some basic info on the world and the main characters a.k.a. the main ocs imma use!

The world is set in a 2019-esc fantasy type of thing! Although the year is canonically around 1800's.

The history is very different from our world though.. I'm explaining that when it comes!

When I say fantasy, I mean fantasy! There's humans, centaurs, satyrs, elves and everything else! Why? I unno I thought it was cool.

The main four characters are Rose Petal, Jelly Gellathene, Jello Gellathene and Daisy Petal Jr. Don't make fun of their names, I named em back in 2021 and now I am attached to it.

The Petals are siblings and so are the other two.

This is Rose Petal!

He's a cis man who uses he/him pronouns! He is homosexual and 28 years old!

As per current times in the canon universe, he is married to Jelly Gellathene, who will be shown below~

Jelly Gellathene!!!

He's a cis man who uses he/him pronouns. He's pansexual, demiromantic and 28 years old, although older than Rose.

Current universe and time, he's married to Rose <3

He is twins with Jello Gellathene who shall be next muahhahahhaa

Jello Gellathene!!!

She's a trans woman who uses she/her pronouns! She's lesbian and 28 years old!

Twins with Jelly and currently isn't dating anyone! (Originally dating Daisy Jr., but due to a change in both their personalities, I changed it!)

Daisy Petal Jr.!

She's a cis woman who uses she/her pronouns! She's a closeted and in denial lesbian and 30 years old.

Currently dating no one, although wishes to have a partner. Her brother is Rose Petal, who is younger. (Like I have said before, she was supposed to be dating Jello but, I changed it.)

There's more characters that I have made, like the one who shall not be named (aka my most hated oc), Rosaine, Agatha, Asha, Karae and Gyorga! I doodled them on my spam account on insta~

That is about it for everyone! Until I fully expand everything about the world, this is it for now! If you would like to find more, my oc tag on instagram is #meepleech_ocs, although the doodles are horrible because they're old lmfao.

#original character #original world #oc world #please reblog #new tumblog #silly #fantasy characters #old ocs #tumblr blog #amateur writer #new to world building #my art #meeple deeples artles #meepleech original characters

[captain-coelacanth]

Cryptid!Ohio idea- The Cuyahoga Grassman

One of Ohio's lesser known cryptids is the Cuyahoga Grassman. As the name suggests, he's a man made entirely of plants (especially those native to the state) and has the physique of a satyr, with pink or red horns and hooves. He lives in the Cuyahoga national park, up in northern Ohio, and kinda just hangs out in the woods.

Ohio would have to "mow" himself using scissors to cut the patches of plants on his skin. Sometimes he has to ask Indiana or PA to help him

He has two stubby red horns peeking above his hair

Speaking of his hair, it always looks like he's just rolled down a hill with the sheer amount of leaves up there. Don't try to brush them off, though, as they're actual living plants, growing from his scalp

Besides the patches of plants in his skin, he also has patches of just green. These are skin cells that also produce chloroplasts, effectively allowing him to perform photosynthesis

Red eyes red eyes red eyes-

Man has hooves, which makes him very not stealthy

He'll grow his own flowers sometimes, small ones like daisies, and give them to people as thanks

Doesn't need to eat beyond photosynthesizing, although he is able to

Plants grow slightly faster around him. This makes for an interesting time when he's sitting and gardening and realizes he can't actually get out

He has a special chair, just for him, that he dragged up onto a balcony on the third floor so he can get sunlight

In the winter months, his plants tend to wilt or die. The chloroplasts in his skin will also turn brown, which makes him also look slightly dead

#wttt ohio #wttt #wttsh #welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #cryptid ideas

[eden-regained]

"A wayward fairy tells a story" - Dolores. A Fairytale. (C:tD!AU)

(TW blood, violence and mentions of abuse, also rough first draft)

"Our faerie souls spawn from dreams. Therefore, I've decided that one day I, too, should've spawned out of nothingness, rather than being born by a mother to then have me warped into someone, something pitiful I never wanted to be.

I remember more faintly with every passing day the brightly swirling Balefire on the glade which warmed my friends and I on those chilly early Autumn nights as we frolicked, and it felt unreal, probably because it was unreal. Well, kind of. If a human were to stumble upon our little hideaways they would see nothing more than ordinary places; a long abandoned convenience store, a tiny forgotten chapel or maybe even a particularly boring playground with nothing more than a toddler-sized slide and a seesaw too crusted up with sand to be used.

Us fae, however, see a bazaar, a grand cathedral and a jousting tourney set up in their place, for our true heritage is based in the imagination of all material things and what those dreamers think themselves and their surroundings to be, be it involuntarily or by choice. All the world is of a dual nature; physically tangible reality and that of what we do not touch with our hands, but rather with our brains and hearts. The fae can shape it all, like architects whose materials are not cement or brick but, instead, it's the very energy of the mind and soul, that of true memories and fanciful illusions, raw dreamstuff. Glamour.

As a child I was in tune with my fairy self. Even before my Dream Dance, before I knew what I was, I was a craftsman of true magnitude. A wooden toy sword I forged into a claymore of pure golden sunlight, my shabby violet beach dress I refashioned into a ballgown made entirely of lilies, daisies and roses. Children often seem to effortlessly walk that thin twine strung between this world and that of the Dreaming, whether they possess a spirit born in Arcadia or not, they're like the nature spirits of old, intuitively shaping the world as the world gives them shape.

Once I began to question just who those Nymphs and Satyrs were I danced with every night, the scales fell from my eyes, and finally this ancient being that chose me as its safe haven from the mortal realm awoke. I recall, though only through a wall of mental fog, looking up at the full moon which had turned into a mirror. It reflected me, freshly emerged from my butterfly pupa. I had wings and they carried me so easily up into the skies, it was as if they'd always been there, then again they always were there, just collecting a bit of dust. That morning I woke up crying. Like all those trying too had to grasp what they'd dreamt up that night I lost my friends' true names to the Mists. It was painful and it got worse when he stirred to life next to me. Now I could see his pearlescent horns and long white hair draping around his naked form like clouds trying to cover the shame of a shy faun, except "dad" knew no shame, he truly was the saddest of Satyrs.

Standing excited with an impish smile creeping onto his blushing face when he'd kissed away my tears I wanted to give in and not struggle against the always a given pain, but then I'd distantly heard my friends' voices yelling words I simply couldn't have deciphered in my drowsy state if I tried. Almost as if he were a peacock vying for attention dad had swatted at the side of my face and before I could even begin to question how he could hear that voice, anger seemed to overwhelm his arousal.

And finally I must've snapped, from my nightstand I had snatched that same pair of scissors I'd recently used to cut out a snowflake from a magazine so I could turn it into a piece of, given the circumstances horribly ironic window decor, this time with ill intent. I drove the blades into his throat and for the first time in an eternity I felt Glamour rush from deep within my brain, flowing into my arm and into the scissors which I reforged with the same ease with which I'd done my old toy sword. They'd become a vicious dagger with a jagged, dragon-tooth-like blade covered in his blood, more of which poured in obscene rivers over she bedsheets as his eyes and sputtering mouth pleaded with me. Oh god, that sight and those sounds still drive me up the wall. I did not stop, and how could I, this was the most irresistible dad had even looked to me; gasping for air as he pathetically choked on his own blood and tears, all in agonizing pain while my wings, now astir in full glory, casting a shadow over him, hopefully a reminder of the heaven that was forever out of his reach. The dagger had pierced his flesh some more, his fearful Glamour flooding the room with ethereal swirls of primal emotion, having seeped into me so deeply I regrettably can feel it in my bones still. I was 13 then.

But I'm not free. I never was, for he had been supplying me with his mightmarish Glamour from the very moment he first laid eyes on me. Decades of therapy couldn't clean my fairy soul from its blighted touch and all Chimerae which sprang from my music and poetry would eventually become creatures so twisted they forever drove my dear friends, even my dearest, away from our Freehold. The glade sits abandoned now, save for the Balefire which has shrunk and lost most of its brightness. It still feeds me, yet the rift between my mortal host and my half broken, childlike faerie mien has grown to such cavernous depths I've considered just snuffing that Balefire in hopes of becoming undone, forgetting all of the destruction my diseased imagination has left in its wake over the years. I want to smother it all in Banality, I want that tempting little succubus who spreads loving unkindness all while calling itself Dolores nowhere near me, she shames me and makes me turn widdershins in a cycle I cannot break out of no matter how viciously I fight and struggle, I will always end up back at the bazaar, the cathedral, the jousting tourney and that depressing glade, wishing I didn't have to look down at my own body and see her.

But I can't. I'm a Changeling, a misbegotten child of the Dreaming, and no matter how far my retreat I can never undo my past blemishes and all that makes me cringe in embarassment and fear, I have left my mark of Glamour on those people and places I've touched and I fear that, one day, only cold iron to my own throat can save someone else's life, likewise condemning me to a warm hell and that same nothingness of which I so desperately wish it had birthed me uncorrupted."

#edenregained #puellamagiofeden

[loominggaia]

Una pregunta, ¿Cual es la ascendencia racial de los ciudadanos de drifter's hollow?

(Translated via Google Translate)

"One question, what is the racial ancestry of the citizens of drifter's hollow?"

It's hard to say what a characters' exact racial ancestry might be, especially the villagers of Drifter's Hollow. Most of them are poor and backwater, so they don't have detailed information about their ancestry like wealthy people do. We can only make assumptions based on their appearance, birthplace, and their own word (which may not always be accurate).

Gwyneth: Based on her appearance, she has strong Marienna ancestry. She also claims she was born on the Noso Peninsula, which is close to the Marienna's motherland.

Brogan: He was born to a gang of pirates on the sea, which doesn't tell us anything. But he appears to have Bluelander and Archtop features.

Che: Che was born in Southriver Wood, but his mother seemed to be an escaped slave or nomad of some kind, so it's impossible to say where her native land was. He knows nothing about his father. Che appears to have a mix of Rocknock and Spotted features, which would make sense because those satyr races originated close to where he was born.

Flora: All limniads manifest from a type of plant. Flora manifested from a white daisy. (Random trivia: she has pink hair which is very unusual, because limniads usually share their body colors with their flowers. This helps them blend in with their environment, but Flora's hair makes her stick out like a sore thumb. Other daisy nymphs have white, green, or blonde hair--never pink. This could be a random pigment mutation, or maybe she just dyes her hair to feel more unique? She's very mysterious!)

Olof: He says he's from Kaldenfel, which is near the Patchbacks' native land. He also appears to have strong Patchback features. He may have some distant Shaghoof ancestry as well because his tribe was close to Elska's.

Frederick: Like his father, Frederick has strong Patchback features. But his darker hair and solid-colored hide are more of a Claycoat or Ebony thing. His mother Haldora probably had one or both these races in her ancestry.

Ginger: Ginger has the red hair and fair skin of a Bluelander, but the big teeth of an Archtop, the freckles of a Craghopper, and the upturned nose of a Twister. Her green eyes could be either a Bluelander or Craghopper feature. I think her ancestry is very diverse.

Itchy: His mother had gold eyes, which is strictly a Goldengaze feature. We also know that he's a distant relative of Erasmos, so he must have Lovetop in his lineage too. Itchy himself has gray eyes, which isn't a feature of any satyr race, it's actually a rare mutation of blue eyes...who has blue eyes? Only the Archtops, and there are also strong Archtop genes apparent in his face. His skintone and hair texture match the Rocknocks. Honestly I think Itchy's ancestry has a little of everything.

Tomato: Nearly identical to his mother.

Cinnamon: Between Ginger and Itchy's rich ancestries, she probably has all of Gaia's satyrs in her blood.

Tojum: There has only ever been one race of kobolds, and Tojum descends from these.

Philippa: Philippa's case is interesting because she states her full name is "Philippa Sand-Crosser of the First Claycoats, Daughter of Y'tan"...yeah it's big mouthful, but that's how traditional names are in her homeland. These long names give information about her peoples' ancestry. The "Sand-Crossers" were an ancient Claycoat tribe that crossed the Serkel Desert from the Midland Jungle and eventually settled on Serkel's northern coast. Today this settlement is known as Y'tan. Based on this and her appearance, we can safely assume that Philippa has very strong Claycoat ancestry. But it's possible she has Striped, Ebony, and Dappleback genes too because those tribes had a lot of interaction with the Sand-Crossers.

Lilian: Someone asked about Lilian's ancestry before actually! I explored that in this older post.

Azadora: She was born in the Matuzan town of Rodanga. Most of the human population there has Lagaal, Odazi, and Solra ancestry. Her appearance matches up with this.

I think that's it, hopefully I didn't forget anyone!

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Questions/Comments?

Lore Masterpost

#ask #askliterature

[authorgirl1111]

Harry Potter Au where Lily Evans had a demigod sister.

Daisy Evans daughter of Apollo. (Not actually an Evans by blood, but has known her step dad since she was about 2 so...). When she's 12 she's found by a Satyr and introduced to camp half-blood, where she goes every summer.

Daisy, Lily and Petunia are close at the beginning, but when Daisy is revealed to be a half-blood, Daisy and she become estranged due to Petunia's jealousy. Daisy as the eldest tries to fix her relationship with Petunia, but only ends up making things worse.

Lily misses her sister when she goes away every summer, but having her there the rest of the year helps.

Then when Lily is 11 she gets her Hogwarts letter.

And suddenly it goes from seeing her for 10 months of the year to only 2 weeks in winter and one week in March

#Harry Potter #Demigods #Percy jackson and Harry Potter crossover. #Lily Evans #Petunia evans #Daisy Evans #Original Character

[mrburnsnuclearpussy]

Ok here’s my picks for a Downton fantasy au so far, but it’s not set in stone, so wondering what you think of these choices?

Unicorn ✨Isobel

Gryphon ✨Branson

Fairy ✨Daisy

Wizard/witch ✨Sir Anthony

Harpy ✨O’Brien

High elf ✨Rose

Wood elf ✨Gwen, Jane

Mermaid ✨Cora, Sibyl, Edith, Martha

Halfling ✨Mrs Patmore

Minotaur ✨Alfred

Dragon ✨Carson

Satyr ✨dr Clarkson

Centaur ✨Matthew, Mary, Robert

Human ✨William, Ivy, Mr Mason

Gnome ✨Molesley

Hippogriff ✨ Lord Merton

Tiefling ✨sir Richard

Phoenix ✨ Lavinia

Sphynx ✨Violet, Rosamund

Werewolf ✨Bates

Vampire ✨Thomas

Angel ✨Anna, Ethel

Selkie ✨Vera

Siren ✨ Jimmy

Kitsune ✨Mrs Hughes

#long post #sorry lol #i just did this now so I’m sure I will switch them up a few times #but happy with most I think

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Physis (Kingdom of Ichor)

The Green Maiden by the people of Olympius

Chipmunk by her mom

Hummingbird by her father

Age- 8 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- She's a sweet gentle girl with a shy temperament. She loves enjoying the simplest aspects of nature like walking bare foot on grass or jumping in puddles after a rainstorm.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess. With her current age her powers/abilities are honey generation/manipulation, geokinesis (as of now can only control leaves, mud, dirt, rocks, & pebbles), limited hydrokinesis (as it pertains to lakes, streams, & puddles), limited photokinesis, being able to communicate with woodland animals (is able to shapeshift into a beaver, squirrel, chipmunk, deer, & several small birds), limited vitakinesis (healing), and even limited atmokinesis (as it relates to her mood; for example if she's feeling intense sadness, a raining cloud appears over her head).

Physis is the daughter of a naiad nymph named Syrinx and Pan (god of the wild, satyrs, shepherds, & rustic music).

She lives with her mother in a lakehouse on their private property on the outskirts of the Hearthwood neighborhood of New Olympus. They have an expansive backyard & garden, a few acres of woodland, and a small pond. Physis' bedroom is her oasis painted in cool shades of eggshell, teal, blue, yellow, & green. Decorative branches, chrome butterfly cranes, and a birdhouse-style bedframe is there too along with her favorite humidifier! She has a growing number of small pets like gerbils, hamsters, guinea pigs, & new white tree frogs named Hoppy, Jelly, Daphne, and Jojo.

Her favorite flower is the daisy. She also likes dandelions- especially blowing away the soft white puffs!

Physis & her parents are proud eco friendly vegans. She loves helping her mom at home with their compost pile. They also use reusable cloth bags when they go grocery shopping, have glass & silicone storage containers, and use metal & bamboo straws.

A go-to drink for her is aloe vera juice. She also likes ginger ale, carrot juice, coconut water, lychee nectar juice, water, orange juice, apple juice, the apple-kiwi-spinach smoothies her mom makes, and watermelon juice. When her & her mom stop by at a Roasted Bean, Physis will usually get the small peach sweet tea.

She loves when her mom makes oatmeal topped with chocolate chips & almond butter for breakfast. She also likes the whole wheat banana pancakes drizzled in maple syrup and the Earthly Harvest fruit crystals cereal (with cold oatmilk).

Even though her father's been around since she was born, Physis was technically introduced to him when he came to her fifth birthday party- an outdoor affair at a public park in the state of Arcadia. Physis saw him walk in holding a wrapped gift and she instantly recognized him! She remembered seeing photos of him holding her as a baby and small toddler in a tucked away photo album hidden in her mom's drawer. She remained sitting atop her father's shoulders for the rest of the party- mesmerized & constantly touching his large curved glossy brown horns. He even performed an original song he wrote for her! Their relationship is still going strong with her mom allowing her visits & overnight stays with him biweekly and some weekends. They communicate often through letters.

Her favorite snacks are pear-applesauce & prickly pear flavored gummy bears.

Physis attends an esteemed private school in the city. She's a third grader with other godly kids in her grade like Hebe (goddess of youth), Paidia (goddess of play & amusement), Caerus (god of opportunity & luck); she thinks he's too much of a jokester, Prophasis (goddess of excuses), and Myrízei (god of smell & gases); who she says hi to. Her best friends are Aceso (goddess of healing) & Mneme (goddess of rememberance). Her favorite class is science and she really enjoyed the class trip to the New Olympus Zoo- her favorite part being the panda exhibit! She even bought a stuffed panda at the zoo's gift shop.

For her seventh birthday, she got a silver necklace with a pan flute charm from her father which she wears all the time.

Her favorite guilty pleasure are tortilla chips with guacamole!

Physis doesn't know and haven't met any of her older half siblings.

In the pantheon she really admires Iris (goddess of the rainbow), Eikono (goddess of iconography & literature), Méli (goddess of bees & honey), Demeter (goddess of the harvest & agriculture), Thalia (muse of comedy), Gaia (goddess of the earth), and Tithonus (god of insects), who Physis has started developing a little crush on.

Her favorite frozen treat are carrot-ginger ice pops! She likes when Aceso's mom Epione (goddess of soothing pain) makes them!

Physis & her mom have a close bond. She loves cuddling up with her on the couch watching it rain from the window & she's even being taught archery by her! They also build birdhouses. Hair day is also a great bonding moment for them. When Physis gets older she wants to get dreadlocks just like her parents, but for now her thick curly brown hair is kept natural. Go-to products are the Hairology soap free sweet sandalwood shampoo & conditioner bars and the Glory's Crown bamboo ginseng curling elixir.

Her favorite dessert from Hollyhock's Bakery is the lemon olive oil cake. She also likes her mom's oatmeal peanut butter-chocolate chip granola squares.

She doesn't eat fast food often so when she does, it's a welcome treat. Her favorite thing to get from Olympic Chef is the spicy black bean burger with small sweet potato fries and tofu nuggets (with sweet & sour dipping sauce).

Some of her favorite meals include spicy chickpea chili, sticky & spicy baked cauliflower with white rice, sweet plantains (fried in peanut oil), and curried tofu collard green wraps (with spicy peanut sauce).

In her free time Physis enjoys climbing trees, swimming, reading, bike riding, jump rope, lanyard, knitting, gardening, indoor rock climbing, going to the park, horseback riding, drawing, surfing, football (soccer), & basketball.

"Sometimes, nature is all someone needs."

#my oc #oc character #my character #my oc character #oc intro #character intro #oc introduction #character introduction #modern greek gods #modern greek mythology #greek myth retellings #greek goddess #greek goddesses #greek mythology #greek pantheon

[ascoresdalua]

Daisy, the Hexblade Satyr

#my art #dnd #dnd ocs #dnd character

[radicheart]

What is my muse afraid of?

In the list below, bold all the fears your muse currently has, italicize all the fears they’ve worked through or grown out of, answer the questions below, and then pass it on by tagging your favorite muns to participate!

COMMON FEARS & PHOBIAS:

The dark l Small spaces l Suffocation l Water l Thunderstorms l Dogs* l Snakes l Spiders l Insects l Clowns l Blood l Dentists l Hospitals l Needles l Germs l Heights l Fire l Insects l Public speaking l Large crowds l Meeting new people l Being alone l Being touched l Failure l Imperfection l Societal rejection l Physical intimacy l Emotional intimacy l Being abandoned l Being forgotten * beagles, to be specific

What other fears do they have? Alastor fears being phased out, being seen as weak, irrelevancy, commitment (especially marriage), and rejection.

Why do they have these fears? Are these fears innate, trauma-based, or generational? Most of his fears are trauma-based, especially the ones about being abandoned/rejected/committed. His father is behind most of that trauma, as well as being the reason he always wears a smile -- "No one likes a sour face." As silly as it sounds (at least in his own mind), the one woman he ever got seriously romantic with is the one responsible for his fear of marriage and intimacy.

Have they ever tried to work through or confront these fears? How did it go? He has not tried to work through or confront his fears...yet.

Original Meme

Tagged by: @e-m-p-error (thank you!!) Tagging: @andy-squirrel-and-friends @arachn0philia, @applcbiittcn @alastors-radioshow @deathmimedream (Remi!) @dementedstatic @femmina-eroe @fizziifrxg @hannah-the-small (Clem!) @helluvahell (Husk!) @infernal-feminae (Charlie, Vaggie and/or Niffty!) @keykeepingbastardtm @ladiesofhell (Daisy!) @lethality-and-lust @malhommesage @mediocremixology @novinare (Alastor and/or Emilie!) @overangeled @raven-hellish-imp @rheddradio @red-hart-radio @shika-the-satyr @spidrboots @the-muse-coven (Morax!) @tenebristhequeen @the-lord-of-letters @the-delightful-temptation @voxiiferous @wrxthfulguard

#( dash game ) #( headcanon )

[ringneckedpheasant]

Unusual Muse Associations

Tagged by @blarrghe and I think someone else but I can’t remember who 😭 doing ehsaan though

SEASONING: cinnamon, turmeric, paprika

WEATHER: thinking of the weather on either end of spring—those first few weeks of barely-warm weather where you want to go outside in a tee shirt because it’s a whole 40°, and the days right before summer really hits where it’s always hovering around 69°.

COLOUR: jewel tones of yellow and orange

MAGICAL POWER: spirit healing w a focus on protective/preventative stuff like barriers, a little bit of creation magic that he uses on the garden and to keep his animals healthy. His only real skill with elemental magic is with lightning and I’m sure the static is really fun for someone with so much hair

HOUSE PLANT: i don’t think he owns much for houseplants but he’s the type of person to start growing things indoors a few weeks before they’re ready to plant outside, and he’s got. So many trees and shrubs and flowering plants. Just offhand I know he has: Lilacs; rhododendrons; plum, apricot, pear, and crabapple trees; raspberry, blackberry, and blueberry bushes; strawberries; lavender; russian sage; mint; catnip; bleeding hearts; irises; narcissus; daisies; chamomile. Probably a LOT of stuff for attracting butterflies also, which is making me feel Weak bc Kiernan would love hanging out in his garden so much just for that.

WEAPON: 

SUBJECT: something related to kinesiology i think but i did not realize until writing this question that modern au ehsaan went to grad school

SOCIAL MEDIA: almost exclusively pinterest. I don’t think he has an account on anything else except maybe a twitter where he posts like 3 goat pics a year and that’s it

MAKEUP PRODUCT: mascara and flavored chapstick are his go-tos but he’ll wear Fancy makeup every once in a while. @queerspacepunk once mentioned dorian putting lipstick on him right before [data expunged] so that’s. An image that will live in my head forever ❤️ 

CANDY: dark chocolate with either sea salt or chili pepper. He makes a lot of sweet stuff but it’s mostly for bull

FEAR: dragons (only real ones, all of bull’s little china figurines are fine), but also he has frequent intrusive thoughts abt terrible stuff happening to dorian/bull/their animals

ICE CUBE SHAPE: probably just regular ones, but he also has novelty ice cube trays shaped like 1) hearts and 2) dicks tucked away in a cupboard

METHOD OF LONG-DISTANCE TRAVEL: he’s a country boy with a little old truck

ART STYLE: mashup of kitschy midwestern aesthetics and islamic art. He is always crocheting blankets that look like islamic tiles

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: a satyr, maybe?

PIECE OF STATIONERY: i think what he carries on him is a little leather bound journal and both a regular pencil and a carpenter’s pencil, but at home he is like. The type of person to own boxes and boxes of sorted stationery items. 

THREE EMOJIS: 🌻🐓☀️CELESTIAL BODY: either cassiopeia or the andromeda galaxy

this was getting passed around so long ago i don't know who did it or not but pls... i would like to read abt ppl's ocs...

#ehsaan adaar #tag game #marc.txt #by so long ago i mean like. what. 2 weeks? #if that?