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claryxjackson · 3 years

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yes hello please tell me everything about rheya (i hope i spelled that right)

oh my god okay thank you so much for this ask I love Rheya so much, and you did spell it right!! I know it's weird spelling but i did that on purpose because the song Rheya by Wild Nothing was ike 80% of my inspiration for her and her powers.

for reference, I specifically mean the lyrics❝I still try to forget Rheya, as she cries out the ocean that gave her life. Touch me just one last time, I don’t want to remember this life.❞

okay so Rheya herself is a nymph, which is like sorta a spoiler because she's not 100% sure what she is at the beginning, I mean she doesn't even know she's supernatural, but she figures it out really quickly.

Her whole family is full of supernaturals actually, her dads sort of took it upon themselves to take in other supernatural creatures.

Her dad Christopher is just your run of the mill warlock, her dad Micah is really not clear on what he is but he does magical stuff so that's enough, her older brother Jesse is a werewolf, and her younger sister Mac is a tree sprite--they think.

anyway, enough about her family, onto Rheya herself.

for the most part her life is normal, she goes to Devenford Prep, and is on the lacrosse team with Brett and Jesse, and formerly Liam, she's mostly unaware of the mess that's going on in Beacon Hills.

at least until she happens to have the misfortune of walking down the wrong alleyway and comes face to face with Theo who is straight up just killing a guy.

now, Rheya is for all intents and purposes a nice person, she's chatty, amiable, people want to be her friend, but she also has the moral backbone of a Greek God, which is to say she has no morals. Though she is unfailingly loyal.

So instead of like... doing anything about this situation, she just fills herself in as Theo's accomplice, which he does not appreciate in any capacity. But he just cannot get rid of her, she's unshakeable.

honestly explaining her personality is a little hard for me, but I have a ton of incorrect quotes that are just too perfect for her.

Rheya: Ugh, there’s always that weak bitch in the group who isn’t down with murder. Rheya: *glares at Corey* Corey: Well, sorry I have morals!

Rheya: Who the fuck- Jesse: Language! Rheya: Whom the fuck- Jesse: No.

Rheya: Are you busy? Theo: Yes. Rheya: Cool, listen to this.

Theo: holding back literal years worth of unshed trauma tears whatever i don’t need you to care about me. love is for suckers and i’m Tough and Mean and An Actual Monster and i don’t even care if you never talk to me again, in fact you probably shouldn’t, it’s For Your Own Good Rheya: rolling by in heelies with leopard print sunglasses and a backward baseball cap that says Stubborn Bitch Disease in rhinestones** fuck yooouuuu!! i am gonna love you sooo hard. now get over here for your three o’clock cuddle and Words Of Affirmation or so help me i will tackle you to the ground

Theo: *reveals that he’s working with the dread doctors in a last ditch attempt to get rid of her* Rheya: if you think I didn’t do my homework on you, you’re dead wrong. I figured it out months ago Liam: so WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING?! Rheya, shrugging: nobody asked

on a much more serious note, Rheya is typically considered a harbinger like Lydia or Parrish because of how deeply her powers are connected to the Underworld and the Lethe (the river of oblivion).

she is like the flip side of Parrish's hellhound basically.

I guess she could also technically be considered an antagonist turned anti hero since she's always on Theo's side. He unwittingly won her loyalty and she's literally never betrayed anyone she deems herself loyal to, it's both a blessing and a fatal flaw.

she also adores the Chimera Pack, like sure Theo made them a pack but if you ask anyone Rheya's the real reason they stuck together beyond just plain fear of Theo.

well this got very long, anyway, Rheya is the love of my life and I'm so sorry if this makes no sense at all.

also here's the link to her spotify playlist cause it explains the vibes better than I can.

#ask: rheya #rheya laney #fic: lethe #answer #oliviahxlts

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spideyanakin · 3 years

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500 😳 alright !! Wow haha- thank you so much to all of you!! 💖 your favorite pirate elf Jedi princess is saying a big thank you :)

To celebrate I created this sleepover to get to know you and interact a little 🙈✨✨

Send me some emoji’s

🥑 - 2 lies 1 truth - Tell me 2 lies and a truth and I have to guess

🌶 - Ask me the craziest question that pops in your head

🌽 - Your name a playlist

🍓 - Your name an Ancient Greek God or Hero

🥝 - A fandom and I’ll say my craziest souvenir to go with it

🍒 - A blurb request

🍑 - Choose a character and the first word that pops in your head when you read my username and the last thing you ate and I’ll give you a mini story

🪐sleep over ends on the 8th of December 🪐

Tagging some mutuals: @spider-babe @peterspideyy @parkerpeter24 @legolasthegayleafyelf @legolaslovely @legolas-green-leaf @in-a-lot-of-fandoms-tbh @incorrect-lotr-trash @streets-in-paradise @entishramblings @elles-writing @trustfundparker @marvel4geeks @hollands-weasley @tomhollandreads @ailynstark51 @the-soulofdevil @floral-and-fine @saturnpeter @hollanderfangirl @yumings @stuckonspidey

#sleepover #500 followers #thank you #peter parker x reader #tom holland #peter parker #tom holland x reader #tom holland x reader fluff #spider man x y/n #spider man x reader #spiderman #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #will turner x reader #Legolas x reader #lord of the rings #ask

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hadesgoddess · 3 years

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Hydrangea, tulip, buttercup, and rose (I am solely requesting this one because it’s your name HSKHSJS) for our favorite Greek god? -Star

THANK YOU STAR @cosmicselfships

hydrangea: list your full playlist for your f/o. - here!

rose: how many brain cells would you estimate there are between you and your f/o? - 2 and that's being generous

tulip - go to your f/o's wiki page and quote your favorite part of it. - OH there's quite a few things I loved on there! Top of the list though was probably when they're putting all his titles and affliations and one of them is Supreme Nether Underlord WHICH IS JUST RIDICULOUS BUT I LOVE IT ALL THE SAME!!!! I also liked read about his "enhanced endurance";

Enhanced Endurance: Though his endurance is extremely high (being able to withstand lava and cold temperatures), Hades is not impervious to pain, evidenced by his fear of Zeus and his lightning bolts.

buttercup: give an incorrect quote of you and your f/o. - OH THERE ARE SO MANY GOOD ONES!!! But I guuueeessss I’ll pick one

Me: I think you should just admit that you’re a big softy, that this whole cynical thing is just an act so that you can seem wounded and mysterious and sexy-

Hades: Whoa, whoa, whoa, what was that last one?

Me: What?

Hades: Did you say sexy? You think I’m sexy?

Me: No!

Hades: I think you do!

Me *blushing*: I DON’T!

#thank you staaaarrrr!!!!#this is just so cute and fun!!!#also im totally about to go on an Incorrect Quotes spree #ship: a glimpse of the sun

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kore-queen-of-hades · 5 years

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Do you ever create moodboards, colour palettes, music playlists, or anything of the sort for your stories/universes/ocs? I know it’s always a guilty pleasure of mine to make vine compilations and incorrect quote comps of mine lmao

Oh heck yeah if you wanna see them here’s a master list (though most can be found if you search the term on my blog)

Moodbooards (these are old so is the art sorry in advance)

Bronwyn Amioko Twilight/Holi Aaric Luna Fawn

Color Pallete:

Angel/Aaric/Fawn

Valery

Music Playlist (Spotify)

Ocs: Skylar Rylee Valentine Amioko Hayden/Lucifer Jess Sky/Austin Helousie/Sebastian

Greek Myths:

Persephone Hecate Hades Hera Demeter Artemis Zues Aphrodite Athena

I never made anything with vine but I do plan on doing a vine comp animatci with both oc and greek gods

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hs--radio · 7 years

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hell state event 017. “the pantheon”

Admin note: under the cut you will find both the basics and other details concerning this event (starting time, setting, etc.). It you have any questions, doubts, or are needing help of any kind, don’t hesitate to ask us! Please be sure to like this post once you’ve read it.

S E T T I N G ;

“Oh, you foolish little beings...

You all thought that just because the people found you holy that you’d be able to do as you pleased for all eternity? That your divine status keeps you safe from all wrongs? Incorrect.”

Zeus has lost all patience for the other deities and in his utter rage punishment came in the form of a curse. For all their terrible, unholy deeds, the divine Greek personalities have been ripped of all power, all holiness, all divinity. They are now mortal and likely regretting their sins.

The fatherly god, however, is kind to a point and has made sure to keep his companions safe enough until they realized their mistakes. The pantheon is secure enough for these fallen deities, but this significant drop in status is bound to make most of them angry, if not vengeful.

I N F E C T E D ;

There are no undead for this event. The calamity in this case comes in the form of the curse Zeus bestowed upon the other deities. All powers are lost, but not knowledge.

O O C ;

The event will begin on Wednesday 26th of April, at the following time:

EST: 00:00 AM

GMT: 04:00 AM

CST: 23:00 PM – this timezone will begin the event on Tuesday 25th.

PST: 21:00 PM – this timezone will begin the event on Tuesday 25th.

ART: 01:00 AM

An announcement will be made by the main letting everyone know that the event has begun. You will have to make sure to be tracking the tag hst:greek which is where you will post all of your starters. You may not use the tag hst:starter for this event, since that tag belongs to regular rp activity. We will also suggest that you stick to short interactions so that you may cover more ground in less time. You can plot if you’d like to – we highly suggest that you do. Plotting for events is what makes them fun in the first place since you’ll likely end up working solely on those and not random convos.

All other activity (interactions) will cease. Anyone who fails to check in with us (either to tells us they will or won’t participate) will still be on activity check, so please be sure to contact us via private message (IMs will not be accepted).

The event will end on Sunday 30th of April after an announcement has been made by the main signaling the finalization. After that, all event related activity must be stopped and regular rp activity resumed. If for some reason you would like the event to be extended, be sure to make a suggestion and we’ll take it into consideration. Same goes if the event dies down – should activity hit a low, the event will be cancelled.

E X T R A ;

Wide knowledge on Greek mythology is not required to participate, but some research should be done while creating/molding the character. Remember that this is a freeform, but you must remain respectful of certain cannon occurrences since those widely affect each deity.

We will remind you that the interactions that take place in this event are not cannon. Everything that gets established during this week (relationships, plots, etc.) will be not considered part of our normal rp verse and will not affect your character post-event, so try to post with people you normally wouldn’t.

On another note, we’d love to see you create character development things for your muse during this event: playlists, poems, self-paras, edits, gif sets, anything. Feel free to share these things like you normally would!

#hst:event

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shamelessexperttree-blog1 · 6 years

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Me tho

When I’m confused, I write. And Ill just say, the last four months of my life have been the most confusing yet. I don’t know why exactly I’m writing you. I discovered in the tiny English section of my neighborhood library, only the Harry Potter series, wonder ( Ive read it 3 times now) and 2 of your books. I read them both in a week. I don’t know why I wrote you. I probably would have written a favorite musician of mine ( z.B John Darnielle or Sam Beam) but I am honestly just to scared to. Don’t take this the wrong way, because your books are great and I think you’re a cool person, but I just felt like you were more aproachable. I don’t really care what you think about me, ( although then again, I’m not really supposed to care what anyone thinks about me, now am I?) and when I read in your book about one of the charecters listening to The Mountain Goats, I felt like I had a connection with you ( even though there is probably like 800,000 TMG fans ). Also, side note, when I first picked up one of your books, when I was younger, like 8, I thought you ( the author of the book) were John Darielle because my dad said he wrote a book too, and your picture looked kinda similar to what I imagined JD would look like ( isn’t it funny how we picture what singers and authors look like based on their work? Or maybe its just me that does that). Anywho, I needed to write down all my thoughts and I though you were as good a person as anyone ( that phrase feels strange to write, like its grammatically incorrect or something, and maybe it is my English is a tiny bit rusty) to bear my soul to. I would have preferred to write a letter because I have been reading way to much of my boy JD ( Salinger, oh gosh that was cringe I hope I don’t actually send this), but I guess ill save the trees cause I didn’t want to ask google what your adresse is, cause that feels creepy. Me on your books and such- I read The Fault In Our Stars when I was what, 11? Good writing, but I’m not really a romance girl. But I really do dig your writing style, and just your references ( z.B The Mountain Goats, random German words). Alright, I guess I should start with the sitch. Im currently going to a school where I understand about 40 percent of whats happening ( its auf Deutsch). Im thirteen, and this was self inflicted. I currently live with my aunt. I miss my family. I miss California. I miss English. But thats fine, I’m figuring it out and there is one nice girl, and I like the challenge. The real issue is my exisential crisis I’m going through. I guess Ill best demonstrate by quoting something I wrote while watching the sun set from my favorite spot in my town ( oh gosh I sound like such an insufferable academic who thinks every word out of their mouth it pure poetry. I feel like the exact kind of person Franny hated ( Franny from Franny and Zooey JD Salinger) „ I hope my dying speech is mundane. A truth, true testament to the days where the boring collect ( Reference to New York I Love You But Your Bringing Me Down, by LCD soundsystem) I hope when the last breath leaves me, I mumble „ oh what a wonder, oh what a waste“ ( Reference to Avant Gardener by Courtney Barnett). I hope the words I spin stand idly, unused. I hope my books burn to the ground, till they are nothing but ashes of letters and lies, not leaving any solid thing standing. I hope the music they play on my death bed is soft and silly. I hope it has no climax, just an end. I wish I could sit on this bench and think of nothing at all, besides the dusky sky and the biting cold. I hope all grand romantic gestures are put on hold, till the plain nothing suffices to bring tears to our cursed smote filled eyes. I hope in my trail, testament, and plead, I have nothing other to say then „Es tut mir leid“ I hope I have on more lesson to be learned. I hope my words die on my lips, the tales go silent in my head. I hope n my dying speech, I have nothing at all to say“. Im just unsure, confusedAbout how there can be so many people, ideas and opinions on this earth. Confused why we don’t have all the answers. Confused about my existence. I feel like you are a safe person, not close to me, but not so far either, to just pour out my soul to ( sorry if your not religious cause I’m mormon ( this might sound like an oxymoron, but I also 100% support the LGBTQ+ community, and I disagree completely with the mormon church on that point) and I believe, or at least some times I believe, that God exists). When I moved here , I thought there would be like this giant difference, like my life would be changed, but it wasn’t. It has been weirdly the same. I thought that because I had never been through a life changing experience, that there are such things, just based on circumstance alone, but know I think that us humans are pretty much the same no matter who we are, where we live, or our life experience. I think that what we tell ourselves becomes ourselves. I tell myself ( Im just being completely honest. I feel like I have never actually been completely honest with anyone, so id like to start here, so forgive me when I sound like an awful arrogant person right here, cause in my head, I kind of am) that I am smart, that I am a quick learner, that Im hard working, that I notice things that others don’t, that there are so many things going on in my head that no one could even start to guess about. I look down on girls that listen to Katy Perry and like Starbucks frappicinos. But deep, somewhere behind all the words I tell myself, the comforting familiar lies of my frontal continous, I know I’m wrong. I think that its so hard for us as humans to actually realize that there are other people. Oh, sure, we say we do. We are mindful ‚of other people‘ we do service, write kind letters, finish the dishes, ‚for other people‘ but do we really? Ive heard about the important time in childhood development where kids realize that there other people with feelings and thoughts just like them, but I feel like we spend our whole life learning that lesson over and over again. Also, regarding these words we tell ourselves over and over again. The things we say that our life should be, the people we are. A couple years ago in 5th grade, we learned how to write memoirs ( why fifth graders are learning how to is beyond me) and our teacher likened the first paragraph to the beginning of a show, and the last as the ending, you know the ones that sum it all up and wrap it like a nice bow, where the character learns a lesson and that is that and they’ve made their decision and it all makes sense. I think we try to do this with are lives. We look at the things we do, what happens and how we react, and we tell ourselves things based on them. We tie in a quote or two that we feel hold true to our story that we tell ourselves, and bam theres our life. But these collages of the parts of our lives, ourselves, that we like, can’t contain all of us. We can’t fit in the pages of the book we write, because we were not born of words. We were born of something so much older and more primeval. We were before words were, yet we act like words make us. In one of my favorite books of all time in the universe ever, Till We Have Faces by CS Lewis ( heres a quick summary: its the tale of cupid and psych, told by the older sisters pov. Psych is born and is a beautiful thing of perfection, and the goddess ungit ( in greek Aphrodite) is jealous of her, and therefore psych must be sacrificed/ made bride two the beast/ god of grey mountain ( in greek cupid) Oral, the protagonist, is so torn when her sister goes. She visits her sister and cannot see her castle from the god, and thus thinks she’s gone made. She convinces her sister to break the gods rules ( for oral is sure its not a god but a monster or a thief tricking the delusional girl, and that the girl is imagining a palace) and look upon his face, and is thus banished and forced to do impossible tasks. The whole book is written as a complaint against the gods, saying that if the gods could just reveal themselves plainly then none of this would ever happen.) At the end of the book, when oral is reading her complaint against the gods to the actual gods, she takes her book to read, and realizes it is not the ‚beautiful book‘ she was writing but instead a vicious rambling. And she realizes that this is her ‚ real voice‘. ( sorry the quotes are weird I’m writing this on a European computer) „When the time comes to you at which you will be forced to at last utter the speech which has lain at the centre of your soul for years, which you have, all that time, idiot like, been saying over and over… Till that word can be dug out of us why should they (the gods) here the bable that we think we mean? How can we meet them face to face, till we have faces?“ ( 295). Her big revelation, her eureka moment, is that the words we build our lives around, the stories we tell and are, are nothing but a vicious confusion made by humans, because we are scared of what lies beyond words. And my question is, then, as someone who loves writing and reading and who lives on words, what is there after them? Silence and god? I am to afraid, as it is right now, to give up words. But somewhere, deep inside me, past all the words, I know the only way I will ever be able to take off the mask of words I have made to protect myself, the only way I will truly find out who any of us are, is by letting go of these stories, by telling god, I am yours for the taking, show me what you will. But for know, I am to afraid, so I guess I will just keep living the life I have written on paper. I guess Ill just keep living my paper life. Confused and thankful, Mia Call PSA playlist of my current mood. Do you know any of these guys?

Born Alone— wilco

Neighboorhood 1— arcade fire

Is there a ghost?— Band of Horses

Were going to be friends— the white stripes

Avant Gardner— Courtney barnett

Two headed boy— Neutral milk hotel ( more like the whole album tho)

Love vigilantes— iron and wine

Hannah hunt— vampire weekend

Memory lane— Elliot smith

Thirteen— big starUp

the wolves— mountain goats

Shut up kiss me— angel olson

That summer feeling— johnothan richman

Comes a time— Neil young

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