#faunisms

[nectaric]

@faunisms asked: ty lounges on her back , picnic blanket spread beneath her , purple and white against her soft brown jumper dress over a loose powder blue blouse . she's in perfect bliss , feeling like she got away with it — after all , if you want people to do the right thing , they must be rewarded !! so what if it also conveniently screwed people out of a lot of money ; it made her people even more !! and the people do love money .

oh , she loves sporting events for this reason . it's up to skill , sure , but ultimately chance !! she's in her rights .

the shadow that falls over her face makes her frown , manicured nails coming up to pull her earbud out as she opens her eyes , locking gazes with nemesis .

❛ ...i don't suppose you've become a 49ers fan in recent days ? ❜ she offers , meeting nem at least in the realm of why she could be here . [ty for nem, superbowl shenigans lmfao]

nemesis was a pretty thing, when she could ditch the scowl in favour of something more neutral. dark eyes, deep with wisdom. long black locks, shiny and sleek. a handsome face, perfectly balanced as she aimed for life to be.

unfortunately for tyche, today was not one of those days, and she stormed across the flower-filled field with a glare so venomous, the pretty things began to wilt as she passed. balance.

“i do not give a single shit about the 49ers.” nemesis hissed, arms folding across her chest while she continued to stare down at tyche. anger bubbled in her chest, but the goddess managed to swallow it down. now was not the time, and tyche was not the designated victim. “you know damn well why i’m here. you are meddling. you cannot keep your dainty fuckin' hands to yourself, and i’m always the one who’s gotta clean up your mess.”

she crouched, leaning forward until her and tyche’s faces were only a few inches apart. “i like getting my revenge, but i hate wastin’ my time with something as boring as football. give me something good, at least.”

#faunisms #m: nemesis.

[musescafe]

@faunisms gets a starter for nerisei from amphitrite.

The appearance of her sister brought on a lot of emotions in Amphitrite, but the most prevalent one was utter joy. As soon as she saw Nerisei, she was on her feet and hurrying towards her. "Neri!"

She was fully intending on throwing her arms around her sister, but hesitated when she saw just how big Nerisei's stomach was. She'd never expected to see her sister pregnant and heavily so at that. She must've been close to her due date.

"Oh goodness, you're about to pop! Come sit and get off your feet." Amphitrite couldn't help but fret. She'd always been like that with her little sisters.

#faunisms #amphitrite (threads) #pregnancy tw

[singofus]

@faunisms asked: she's not used to doing this . apologizing , not really . she prides herself on not needing to , because she doesn't misstep , and if she does , it's on purpose to summon a favorable turn of events . this isn't ... this isn't politics , though . this is her ... CHILD .

she swallows as she douses the last candle here in the graveyard , on a new moon , the stars blocked by clouds , as dark as possible . she wishes to speak with them , to even attempt to undo the years of mistakes .

perhaps it was the urging of her father , or the way she paid greater attention to lady nyx's teaching and instruction of her youngest , but ... the urge was here . and it had not gone away in some time .

so she is here . and , quietly , she offers her palms to the earth and murmurs , ❛ my child ... if you are there , may we speak ? ❜ [ mel ↝ epiales ]

unprompted ask | Always Accepting

Despite everything, the rejection; the distance; the silence, sometimes Epiales would crave its mother. It had grown from the very small being it had been when first created, and even moreso since the simple shadow that had gone to her in the first place. A mirror of her own with a voice soft as a whisper. Still, it was small. Small and unsure and yearning for more than it even understood. Even Grand Mother could not soothe that ache. Could not feel like true home.

That is what drew them here to watch silently, hidden and outside of her focus.

Until then Mother spoke. Spoke and-

and called to it. In a term that might have blinded them with tears if they had formed eyes yet.

In the quiestest of whispers, seemingly from no place in particular, it replied:

"Yes Mother..."

What would she say? They suddenly felt tension despite no form, worried about more rejection. More pain. More distance.

#. | guest muse (epiales) #. | the watcher (main) #faunisms

[hymnblood]

the   nereid   tilts   her   head   ,   ocean   blue   eyes   studying   the   other   .   she's   clad   in   a   thin   white   linen   dress   that   falls   to   her   knees   ,   long   dark   hair   curling   at   her   mid-back   .   one   tanned   hand   reaches   out   ,   hesitates   ,   curls   back   into   herself   like   the   ocean   tide   .   ❛   my   lord   ...   if   you   won’t   take   care   of   yourself,   then   who   will   ?   ❜

the statement catches him by suprise, sure, and it leaves the god to nibble on his lower lip in response. " i ... didn't think it'd worry you. " he mutters, zagreus was used to being looked over by the rest, but to have @faunisms so intently focused on him, even as his wounds from his recent hunt stitch themselves together with ripples of practiced motion .... he never knows how to react to her confrontations. " sorry. " it is so innocently spoken that zagreus could only look off, it didn't come out as he had intended. " it isn't really your purpose to look after me, however. i have my own nymphs to do such ... "

" aren't the others going to worry where you are? " he inquires, " i don't think they'd ... welcome you being around me. "

#post : in character #faunisms : nerisei #faunisms #verse : surface god .

[n1ghtshe]

♯ 𝑛1𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠ℎ𝑒   .  .  .  ❛  𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠  .  ❜  𝗡𝗬𝗫  ,  𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑  from  ʰᶦˢᵗᵒʳʸ  ↝  worshiped  by  star;  ¹⁰  /  ²³  .  indie  &    𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒  .  inspiration  taken  from  𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹  𝗺𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆  ,  modern  retellings  ,  &  personal  headcanons  .  compatible  with  sgg's  ²⁰¹⁸  release  ,  hades  .  this  blog  will be  low  activity,  selective,  & iconless  .    

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of    : power  and  duty  , the inhumanity of eternity  ,  being mother to monsters and monstrous yourself  ,  what peace means  ,  adaptation under fire  ,  the ache of the ancients  ,  all that glitters ,  bending but never breaking  ,  the  balance  of  light  and  dark  ,  sacrifice  ,  time  ,  respect  ,  &  motherhood  .

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[eriny3s]

#____𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝚈𝟹𝚂    [  .̵.̵.̵  ]  a  low  activity  ,  ɪᴄᴏɴʟᴇss,  selective  ,  private  portrayal  of  the  greek  goddesses  megaera  ,  alecto  ,  and  tisiphone  ,  otherwise  known  as  𝑻𝑯𝑬  𝑭𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺  .  compatible  with  supergiant  games  hades  (2018)  .  contains  ᵒ̳ʳ̳ᶦ̳ᵍ̳ᶦ̳ⁿ̳ᵃ̳ˡ̳  ˡ̳ᵒ̳ʳ̳ᵉ̳  and  divergences  .  features  and  explores  potentially  triggering  content  .  worshiped  by  star    [    ᶠ͟ᵃ͟ᵉ͟    ͟/͟    ͟ᶠ͟ᵃ͟ᵉ͟ʳ͟        ]    ,    25+    ,    ᴍɪɴᴏʀs    ᴅɴɪ    .

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of  :  greek  mythos  ,  the  final  girl  ,  the  monstrous  divine  feminine  ,  girl  as  sin  ,  loyalty  ,  blood-soaked  truths  ,  retributions  dealt  swiftly  ,  and  FAMILY .

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[mageiia]

♯ 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑖𝑖𝑎 .  .  .  ❛  𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 .  ❜  𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗔  ,  daughter  of  ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑠  &  𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝗲 , 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑  from  ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ  ↝ star;  ¹  /  ²³  .  indie  &    𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒  . compatible  with  sgg's  ²⁰¹⁸  release  ,  hades  . inspiration  primarily  from  madeline  miller's  novel  circe  , + 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹  𝗺𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆  ,  modern  retellings  ,  &  personal  writings  .  this  blog will be  low  activity,  selective,  & iconless  .   

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of    : gods  and  fear  ,  generational  trauma  ,  what  makes  a  family  ,  greek  mythos  ,  (  im  )  mortality  ,  the  nature  of  secrets  ,  &  finding  new  futures  amidst  the  rubble  of  the  past  .

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[fantasmagorey]

♯ 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑦  .  .  .  ❛  𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑎𝑤𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒 , 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑤𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ .  ❜  𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗔 + 𝗗𝗬𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗬𝗢  ,  children  of  𝕙𝕪𝕡𝕟𝕠𝕤  &  𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗮 , 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑  from  ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ  ↝ star;  ⁴  /  ²³  .  indie  &    𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒  .  characterization inspiration  taken  from  𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹  𝗺𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆  ,  modern  retellings  ,  &  personal  writings  .  this  𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 will be  low  activity,  selective,  & iconless  . 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ @singofus 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑦𝑝𝑛𝑜𝑠 + 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 .   

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of    : family , greek mythos , dark + light balance , siblings , catching dreams before waking , useless sapphics , and too - sharp grins .

#beta editor + new xkit. #aka twcebrn (dionysus) / mageiia (maggie; oc) / faunisms (mumu) / n1ghtshe (nyx) / mortshe (thanatos) / eriny3s (furies).

[mortshe]

♯ 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠ℎ𝑒    .  .  .  ❛  𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉  𝒎𝒂𝒚  𝒃𝒆  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺𝑻  𝒐𝒇  𝒂𝒍𝒍  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏  𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔  .  ❜  ᴛʜᴀɴᴀᴛᴏs  ,  𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑  from  ʰᶦˢᵗᵒʳʸ  ↝  worshiped  by  star  ;  ⁴  /  ²³  .  indie  &    𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒  .  inspiration  taken  from  𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹  𝗺𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆  ,  modern  retellings  ,  &  personal  headcanons  .  compatible  with  sgg's  ²⁰¹⁸  release  ,  hades  .  this  blog  will  be  low  activity  ,  selective,  & iconless  .    

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of    :  power  and  responsibility  ,  the  unbearable  nature  of  solitude  ,  the  weight  of  decision  ,  what  it  means  to  love  a  god  ,  complicated  family  dynamics  ,  death  of  the  self  ,  searching  for  meaning  in  the  rubble  of  the  past  ,  letting  fear  rule  the  mind  ,  the  balance  of  life  and  death  ,  sacrifice  ,  vanity  ,  duty  ,  &  honor  .

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[howlingday]

Nora Finds Fear

Based on OSP's retelling of "The Boy Who Found Fear At Last"

Mama Valkyrie: (Screams)

Nora: Mommy? Why are you screaming?

Mama Valkyrie: The wind blew the door open, and it scared me!

Nora: It... scared you? What's scared?

Mama Valkyrie: Well, um, it's like a really bad feeling you get when you think something bad is going to happen to you.

Nora: Like what?

Mama Valkyrie: It's worse if you don't know.

Nora: That's dumb.

Nora: (Leaves without saying good-bye)

Mama Valkyrie: (No longer in this story)

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Nora: (Sees mountain in the distance) Ooh~!

Nora: (Hears laughter, Squeezes between bandits)

Raven: And that's when I stabbed him! (Bandits laugh)

Nora: What are you guys talking about? (Bandits scream)

Raven: If you're looking for fear, then I'm afraid you've found it! (Draws Omen)

Nora: Really? Where?

Raven: ...

Raven: (Sulks)

Shay: There, there, boss. You're still very terrifying.

Vernal: Uh, there's a graveyard nearby you could try. Here, bake this cake while you're down there.

Nora: Thanks~!

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Nora: (Baking cake in a cemetery)

Pyrrha: (Reaches out) IS... THAT... FOR... ME?

Nora: Nope! (Whacks hand with spoon) Dead people can't eat cake.

Nora: (Takes cake, Leaves)

Raven: (Still sulking)

Shay: Look, boss. The weird girl brought cake. You should try it.

Vernal: Uh... There's a spooky pool of water on the other side of the mountain.

Nora: Ooh! I like the sound of that!

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Jaune: (Crying on a swing set over pool)

Nora: Huh...

Saphron: Please! You have to help my baby brother!

Nora: I do?

Saphron: Here, let me get on your shoulders so I can reach him!

Nora: Okay. (Saphron stands on shoulders) Just let me know when you got him. (Saphron pushes down) OOGH! S-Stop it! (Throws her) Alright, I'm done! Hm? Ooh! Shiny white bracelet!

Nora: (Takes bracelet from the ground, Jaune and Saphron disappear) Hey, problem solved~!

Nora: (Wanders into town)

Blake: Hey. I'm an unexpected reminder of the casual occurrence of faunism in historical literature. That's my one personality trait, and also that bracelet is mine.

Nora: Tell it to the judge!

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Ironwood: You claim you "won it from a ghost". And your claim is...

Blake: I'm a sneaky and conniving trickster and boy do I hate humans.

Ironwood: Uh huh... Well, seeing as both claims are so far-fetched, despite being an old fairy tale of dated historical relevance, I have no choice but to hold onto this bracelet until I can be provided with a bracelet just like this one to prove ownership.

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Nora: (Unfazed by complex legal system, Still no fear) Stupid judge...

Nora: (Sees ship sinking with people screaming) Ooh~!

Nora: (Swims over) What's the matter? Are you guys stuck? (Screamed at) Uh... Okay, I'll take a look!

Nora: (Dives, Sees Weiss dragging boat down)

Nora: (Punches woman, Ties her up)

Weiss: What just happened?!

Nora: (Gurgles, Blurgles)

Nora: (Swims up) Okay! Try her again!

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Nora: (In an enchanted forest)

Nora: (Experiencing whimsy) Is this existential dread?

Nora: Huh? (Sees three birds flying nearby, Watches birds transform)

Saphron: You will not believe the night I had!

Pyrrha: Try me, sister.

Weiss: So, there was this bird~.

Pyrrha: (Pours drink) A toast to the brave girl who smacked my hand away when I was coming out of my grave!

Saphron: (Raises drink) A toast to the fearless girl who threw me off of her shoulders when I tried to drown her!

Weiss: (Swigs drink) And a toast to the weird girl who swam to the bottom of the ocean to fight me IRL.

Nora: DO YOU- Stop screaming- Do you have another bracelet?

Saphron: (Leads to enchanted treasure hall) Are you sure you don't want anything else?

Nora: (Walking away with bracelet) Nah, I'm good!

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Nora: READ IT AND WEEP, OLD MAN!

Ironwood: I will do no such thing.

Nora: (Walking away happily with bracelets, Sees crowd) What's going on?

Oscar: We're about to have a new king!

Nora: Does that happen a lot?

Oscar: ...No. Anyway, since the king died with no heirs, we have a foolproof plan to determine who our next king will be! See, a pigeon will be released from the top of the castle wall, and whoever it lands on will become our new king!

Nora: Wow! That's so much better than a democratically elected system! Huh? (Pigeon lands on her) Oh. Would you look at that?

Oscar: ALL HAIL THE KING! (Crowd cheers)

Suddenly, Nora feels something. Sees something. She peers into a window of the future, one most uncomfortable. She was bound to a throne, tied by a sense of obligation and responsibility, and forced to spend the rest of her life trying and failing to make the poor richer, the hungry satiated, and the bad better. Never again would she have her freedom to wander and do as she pleased. Nora's chest became tighter, and her breathing shallower. Her vision began to blur as tears filled her eyes and spilled over from her cheeks. Her heart began to ache so much, she brought a hand to where it tried to rest, and found her arm, her fingers shaking with this strange new emotion! Was... Was this the fear she sought?

Robyn: Huh... She doesn't look to happy.

Nora: My carefree lifestyle! My free time! My vibes!

Qrow: We gotta reassure her! RELEASE MORE PIGEONS!

Nora: (Sobbing, Covered in pigeons) Thanks, you guys... I'm good now... (Crowd cheers)

#rwby #overly sarcastic productions #osp #mama valkyrie #nora valkyrie #raven branwen #vernal #shay d mann #shay d. mann #pyrrha nikos #saphron cotta arc #jaune arc #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #james ironwood #oscar pine #qrow branwen #robyn hill

[nectaric]

@faunisms asked: ❛  did you ever even care about us? about me?  ❜ ( ty @ nem , uwu )

"you are as thick as you are a brat, you know that?" nemesis hissed, deep brown eyes brimming with emotion -- something unusual for the goddess of revenge. something desperate and hurt and frustrated. it did not match the laugh that burst from her mouth, a cruel and hard sound, echoing against the marble tiles that surrounded them.

"of course i did. of course i do." her voice became a whisper. gripping the handle of her whip, like it might bring her an iota of comfort. get a grip, nem. "that's been the point, this whole time. this whole fucking time, ty."

her grip on the whip released, hands instead running over her face. "i care so much about you, its infuriating. you piss me off. you drive me crazy. and i fucking adore you for it."

nemesis closed the distance between them in three sharp strides. "this thing we have going? it's perfect and it's a mess, and i don't know who i am without you to counteract me. you hear me? i care about you, and maybe i shouldn't because we are so diametrically opposed, but fuck it. fuck it all. it's you, ty. it's always been you."

#faunisms #m: nemesis. #i had to idk

[singofus]

@faunisms asked: she's perched at his kitchen island , sipping her cappuccino made at his coffee bar . she's relaxed , one leg crossed over the other and a strawberry on a toothpick held between her thumb and forefinger as she hands it off to shelley (who is standing on said island) for her consumption . there's a blur of movement and she doesn't bother hiding a smile as one of her favorite young ones backtracks .

❛ surprise !! you need more grounds by the way . y' busy ? no ? great , i have a favor to ask . come come , sit . ❜ she pats the other barstool , inviting hermes to sit in his own kitchen . [ty to herm, modern full gods!]

unprompted ask | Always Accepting

Hermes had been looking forward to a homemade coffee for quite a while. Despite the many good coffee shops, nothing could beat his carefully curated set up at home. After a quick whizz around his house to see if his wife was home and wanted coffee (she wasn't and therefore didn't), he came to the kitchen and saw for himself the coffee dispenser pretty low. He frowns then turns to hear the goddess's voice. Immediately he shakes his head with a soft smile and still makes his espresso puck as he glances over at her.

"Oh you're spoiling my Shelley. She knows her mommy would never let her up there. And a strawberry?" He states pleased that Shelley was enjoying herself and preparing his coffee, turning to lean against the counter and watch her. And watch Shelley slowly consume her treat, standing on the forbidden island as if it was her throne. Tyche really was pulling out stops to convince him.

"I'll stay here until my coffee's done, but a favour? What kind? Personal?" He couldn't help the way his smile widened at that. Her partnership was rarely juicy gossip but hell he could try.

He put the puck into his eccentric espresso machine and got out one of those tiny mugs for the pure coffee and set everything up to brew.

"All right, spill it."

As she spoke her explanation, he would finish his coffee prep and wander over to her offered seat. If it was Tyche, then the reward for the favour may actually be worth the task. Even without negotiation. Maybe.

#. | toss a stone to your herma (hermes) #. | a man of many hats and names (adulthood) #faunisms

[hymnblood]

okay so. thread list so i can keep track bc i never look in my drafts ( :sob: )now that im on my pc :

already replied to :

heartkept - reply here

wolvensden - reply here

faunisms - reply here

stygicniron - reply here

threads i gotta reply to :

2 for @eriny3s

@cryptiique

@cindersteps

#coughs my lung up and d!es

[holyfied]

shhh it's late i can do what i want

faunisms ⇢ holyfied

#*̳ 「 𝗢𝗢𝗖 」 ↪︎ ˢᵗᵃʳ speaks . #gonna do a revamp bc i've been feeling. Off here lately #gonna include a new carrd but that's for when it's not 1am

[eriny3s]

♯  𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑦3𝑠 .  .  .  ❛ 𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ; 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑢𝑛ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 . ❜ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗬𝗘𝗦 , 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑  from  ʰᶦˢᵗᵒʳʸ  ↝  worshiped  by  star  ; ²  /  ²³  . indie  &    𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒  .  inspiration  taken  from  𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹  𝗺𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆  ,  modern  retellings  ,  &  personal  headcanons  .  compatible  with  sgg's  ²⁰¹⁸  release  ,  hades  .  this  blog  will  be  low  activity  ,  selective,  & iconless  .    

ˢᵗᵘᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ    𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠    of    : greek  mythos  ,  the  final  girl  ,  the  monstrous  divine  feminine  ,  girl  as  sin  ,  loyalty  ,  blood-soaked  truths  ,  retributions  dealt  swiftly  ,  and  FAMILY .

#beta editor + new xkit. #aka twcebrn / mageiia / fantasmagorey / mortshe / n1ghtshe / faunisms / deathstined.

[twcebrn]

blogroll.

single muse

mageiia — original character. magissa, goddess of poisons, hallucinations, & unreality, child of hermes & circe

n1ghtshe — canon. nyx, primordial personification of night, child of chaos

mortshe — canon. thanatos, personification of death, child of nyx

twcebrn — canon. dionysus, god of wine, madness, & theater, child of zeus & semele

multimuse

eriny3s — canon. megaera, alecto, & tisiphone, the erinyes, children of ouranos & gaia

fantasmagorey — original characters. atonia, personification of benign sleep paralysis, & dysalyo, personification of fear-based trips, highs, and hallucinations, children of magissa & hypnos

faunisms — original & canon characters. starring melinoë, goddess of ghosts & madness; nerisei, nereid wife of pan; thalia, child of pan & nerisei; eleos, personification of mercy & compassion, child of nyx & hekate

#*̳ ⅰ. ` t ʷ 𝑐 𝐞 𝔟 ʳ 𝓃 ﹚ — star speaks 🍇 #i just..keep adding 'em. #and all are low activity bc there's so many and i am just a single being lmao #but!!! yeah. #felt like it was time to make this post 🙃