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spiritmoodboards · 16 days

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Moodboard for unnamed background character (The Little Mermaid 2) demigod/daughter of Zeus themes For @casinotrio1965 :) Hope you like!

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everything-halfblood-aesthetic · 9 months

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Ship Aesthetic - Daughter of Hecate x Son of Hephaestus

For @analogdetective

#pjo #pjo aesthetic #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians kin #percy jackson and the olympians aesthetic #ship aesthetic #demigod aesthetic #daughter of hecate #child of hecate #son of hephaestus #child of hephaestus #everything halfblood aesthetic

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l0ve-dov3 · 2 months

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where the sun shines. | 1

percy jackson x demeter! reader

summary: in which you take percy strawberry picking for the first time!

warnings: none!

word count: 606

authors note: hey hey hey! this is really short (the following parts should be longer) but i felt like i wasn’t seeing much of percy, so i wanted to fix that and write a little something for my percy girls out there. this series is betrayal free, so no need to worry about castellan. anyways, that’s all, enjoy the fic!!!!

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“Why do we even have a strawberry field?”

“Because…Demeter, I guess?”

It was mid summer, and you’d forced Percy to join you in picking strawberries. It was his first summer staying at camp, and since you were his closest friend, you showed him all the things you loved about this time of year. Today, that thing was strawberry picking.

“I mean, camp has some of the best strawberries I’ve ever tasted.” You started calmly, imagining the flavor of your favorite fruit, “You’re gonna love ‘em, I promise.”

Percy nodded, half believing you as he reached down for another strawberry. He didn’t care so much about picking berries, finding it a rather simple activity at a camp for demigods, but he listened to each word you spoke as if it would be your last. “I’m trusting you on this one, pollen-head.”

In the time Percy had been at camp, you had become one of his closer friends, outside of Annabeth and Grover. You’d met in his first few days when he wandered off during the bonfire, which you often did to get some alone time, leading him to find you just by the edge of the forest.

“Hello?” Percy called, clutching Riptide as he approached a moving figure. He had thought that, in his wandering, he wouldn’t find anyone by the forest; but apparently he was wrong. When you turned to him, his fist unclenched, releasing Riptide back into his pocket when he met your tearful gaze.

“Sorry for scaring you.” You chuckled, wiping your tears as you returned your eyes to the dark, unmoving forest. “I’m not really used to people finding me here.”

“Well, there’s a first time for everything, I guess.” The boy returned awkwardly, sitting next to you in an uncertain manner.

Usually, if Percy ran into someone crying, he would have pretended not to notice and walked away. But for whatever reason, and he couldn’t tell you why, he sat next to you that night; thus beginning a year-long friendship.

“What’cha thinkin’ about, fish face?” Your voice resonated in his head, pulling him away from the wistful memory.

“The day we met, when I should’ve been at my first bonfire.” He chuckled, looking at you with that cheeky grin, “I actually think about it a lot.”

“Woah there partner, you may start thinking we’re really friends.” You teased, giving him a light push as you gathered your last berries. The boy chuckled half-heartedly, not knowing why the words made him feel so off. Somewhat confused, he followed behind you with his own basket, coming to a stop as you sat under a great oak tree. “But…I guess I think about it too.”

He journeyed toward you, carefully putting his basket next to yours before settling at your side. “Oh? And here I thought we were pretending to be friends.” Percy tried to joke, nudging you gently.

“Yeah,” You sighed, “But you know, you really are a good friend Percy. I’m glad you found me in the forest that day.”

Percy’s heart pounded harder in his chest, stunning him with a sense of alarm. You looked at him with that gentle smile, and he felt light as air, staring back at you like the world was anew. A new feeling, unfamiliar and odd, wracked his body like a thousand waves. “Yeah…Yeah, I’m glad too.” He breathed, just above a whisper.

You raised a brow at his change in nature, shaking your head with a light chuckle.

Percy Jackson, you thought.

What a weird kid.

#percy x reader #percy jackson x reader #aesthetic #strawberry #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy jackon and the olympians #y/n #camp half blood #demeter #demeter cabin #demigods #half bloods

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kind-hufflepuff · 4 months

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ROSALIE AS A DAUGHTER OF APHRODITE

Powers and Traits

#aesthetic #ship #rosalie x emmett #twillight characters #twillight x pjo #rosalie hale #bi wife energy #daughter of aphrodite #demigod au #demigods #riordiverse

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opheliathestarqueen · 3 months

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Star Wars Demigod AU Aesthetics

My take on who star wars characters godly parents would be!

Luke and Leia are both kids of Aphrodite.

For Luke, I feel like he would have powerful charm speak and much like Leia, be the strongest person in combat in a room despite being underestimated by everyone based on appearance. I also love the idea of the twins having everyone fall in love with them all the time (I think they would make a bit out of it). Some casual Din/Luke is also in this aesthetic (more on Din later).

Leia aesthetic for being a daughter of Aphrodite.

I think that Leia would have been claimed sooner than Luke was (coming to camp when she was younger) and thus she knows how to control her charm speak more than Luke does. She would also be more of a realist with love as she has had her fair share of insincere suitors.

Leia would also be the best shooter at camp half blood. Some Leia/Han is also in this aesthetic!

Han would be the son of Hermes.

He is always traveling, good at thievery/cunning actions, and is a good navigator. I think that he would be sent on his first quest with Luke and Leia (before Luke is claimed) and would be micro managing their travels.

He constantly tries to beat Leia at shooting but they both know that he isn't as good as she is (Leia/Han is also incorporated in this aesthetic).

Din would be the son of Hephaestus.

This one took me a while but honestly it fits.

I think that beyond the armor (which he would 100% wear at camp half blood), he is also super efficient at doing repairs (but not as much as his fellow Hephaestus kid Peli), and uses fire. He would have gone on a lot of quests and is experienced in it (his bounty hunting).

I also just love the idea of a Hephaestus and Aphrodite kid being togethers (thus Din/Luke is in this aesthetic too).

Finally, Lando.

He would be a son of Dionysus. He has the right vibes:

Strong, fun, goes with the flow, and a bit sneaky. He would totally be an enjoyer of good theater and wine.

I like to think that he and Han have been camp besties for a while. He definitely would be the type of person to go on one quest (which was the most important one) and just have so much credit from then on thus making him the person everyone wants on a quest.

Anyways, thank you for coming to my ted talk, please lmk what you think or any characters I should do!

#star wars #luke skywalker #leia organa #han solo #din djarin #dinluke #han/leia #lando calrissian #star wars aesthetic #greek mythology #demigods #demigod au #star wars demigod au #the mandalorian #mythology #greek gods #percy jackson au

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bluberimufim · 6 months

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WIP Intro

Title: Devourer of Souls

Genre + tropes: Fantasy, found family, fairytale retelling (Snow White and Rose Red)

Tag: devourer of souls wip

Themes (may be subject to change with the 1st draft): destruction vs creation, inherent contradictions of femininity, anti-war, choosing your own family, freedom from expectation, religious trauma

Status: outlining + first draft

Additional notes: I'm gonna (try to) do this for NaNo!! Wish me luck!!

edit: this is now a duology!

Plot

Seth was supposed to be a healer. That's what everyone said she would be. She would become a healer and fight in the war for the Goddess of Time. But her healing doesn't work like it's supposed to. Instead of giving life, she takes it away. People say she eats souls.

She tries to live a quiet life in the countryside, away from the war, but is rudely interrupted when Theo, a lost demigoddess, wanders into her life. Together, they try to find a place for themselves and their strange magic in this world. But war is never kind, and the Goddess of Time wants her daughter's power on her side - and she won't let some pesky healer get in her way.

Characters

Seth: a girl with terrifying powers who just wants a quiet life in a small town, alone, but learns to be happy after finding Theo. She was expelled from the hospital she was apprenticing for a failed healing that killed the patient and permanently damaged her leg in the process.

Theo: a powerful demigoddess whose magic is making her soul slowly wither away. Her adoptive family sent the Order after her after discovering her unusual powers and ends up finding Seth on her journey. Through her Goddess-Mother's influence, she becomes consumed by the war.

Flick: a teenager touched by the Goddess of Love, whose body houses two conflicting souls. They are cursed to have anyone they meet fall in love with them, and Seth takes them under her wing while on their journey to find themself.

Jane: a sort of puppet created by the Goddess of Time to replace Theo after her death, delivered to Seth when the Goddess couldn't stand her anymore. She's in the mortal world for the first time and trying to figure out who she wants to be.

The Goddess of Time: Theo and Jane's mother. By far the most ruthless - and broken - among her sisters. She lives in her Garden in the plane of the gods, where she takes her daughters to shape them into her champions.

Notes on the setting

everything in this world has a soul, or life force, which can be transferred by those with the right magical inclination

usually, healers can only direct the "souls" from themselves to other in order to heal them, and when their soul runs out, they die - it is the ultimate sacrifice and a healer's greatest honour, to surrender their very souls to their Goddess

there are three Sister Goddesses, each representing a core aspect of humanity, waging war against each other to see who is more powerful (I expand upon it here)

certain types of powerful magic can cause your soul to start eating itself if not kept in check, as is Theo's case

Edit: you can follow the development of Seth and Theo's relationship in the tag #the great Seth and Theo relationship liveblog

If you've read this far - thank you! I hope my WIP has interested you!

#guys look i made a banner!#it was an absolute nightmare to use canva for the first time but it exists now!!!#still to be decided if i give Seth religious trauma #no clue how to write that tho #this wip's aesthetic is basically “cottagecore but what if there was a holy war”#oh and demigods #writing #writeblr #my wips #devourer of souls wip #wip intro #writeblr wip intro #writers of tumblr

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escaping-reality-with-ficton · 3 months

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daughter of aphrodite

#annabeth chase #grover underwood #luke castellan #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy jackson spoilers #pjo series #pjo #pjo tv show #greek mythology #aphrodite #aesthetic #demigods

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myshitnothingtoseehere · 8 days

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Son of Athena! Charles X Son of Ares! Erik

#Cherik #Charles Xavier #erik lehnsherr #magneto #pjo au #Percy Jackson au #demigods #greek mythology #aesthetic #moodboard

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resetthestars-oncemore · 8 days

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Camp Half-Blood Cabin Aesthetics

Part II

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : ╰┈➤ Cabin 7: Apollo ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Having Apollo as your godly parent can feel like…

But it can also feel like this :o

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Images are NOT mine. All photos are found on Pinterest with the following searches of “Apollo aesthetic,” “band kid aesthetic,” “volleyball aesthetic,” and “summer sunny aesthetic.”

#the trials of apollo #apollo #cabin 7 #cabin seven #camp half blood #will solace #lee fletcher #micheal yew #cabin aesthetic #apollo kids #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #demigods #yes I am a band kid #kayla knowles #pjo aesthetic

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silentghostboy · 16 days

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Another outing with Will 🖤

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heliomoon · 7 months

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☆ 𝑳𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑶 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐙 ☆

𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓, 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔, '𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅' 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 '𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂 𝒆𝒍𝒇,' 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒍𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔, 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝑬𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒂 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒛, 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 22𝒏𝒅, 1993 𝒂𝒕 6:42𝒑𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏-𝑻𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒔, 𝒂 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒅, 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒔 . . .

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everything-halfblood-aesthetic · 9 months

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Character Aesthetic Transmasc Son of Dionysus

for @longsuffering-fossil

#pjo #pjo aesthetic #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians kin #percy jackson and the olympians aesthetic #character aesthetic #demigod aesthetic #child of dionysus #child of dionysus aesthetic #son of dionysus #son of dionysus aesthetic #everything halfblood aesthetic

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l0ve-dov3 · 2 months

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sweet perfume.

✧˖°🌷📎⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

luke castellan x apollo! reader

summary: in which luke in a regular visitor in the infirmary, and for the first time, you realize how much you liked having him there.

warnings: none, i don’t think? just lots of pining and obliviousness

word count: 880

authors note: this may or may not become a series, if people like it enough, so please tell me if you’d like to see more!

Sweet.

Soft, subtle, floral, but most of all sweet.

Luke breathed deeply as you leaned over him, gently wrapping gauze around his bruised and bloodied arm. “You just can’t stay out of the infirmary, can you Castellan?” You chuckled out, sparing a glance at your well-injured friend.

“What? You don’t want me to visit, Sunny? I thought you loved me.” The ravenette retorted, smirking slightly as you shook your head. He watched as the tiniest grin bloomed on your face, making his chest tighten with warmth as he took in another breath of your perfume.

Luke loved to lay there–at least two or three times a week–just basking silently in your comforting presence. The boy always seemed to have something wrong–a cut, a bruise, a random pain or headache–but as silly as it was, it endeared you, and you nursed him gently every time. He loved that about you. No matter how many times he turned up, in the same bed every week, you never questioned him; simply took him by the hand and cared for him, like the little angel he thought you to be.

“I love to have you visit, but recently you’ve been more of a troublesome resident.” You chortled, chasing Luke out of his thoughts, “You have to stop getting hurt eventually. It’s making me wonder if I need to tell Chiron…”

Luke rolled his eyes playfully, swatting away your gentle hand as though you’d offended him greatly. “Tell Chiron, and I’ll never ever talk to you again.” He spoke childishly, earning a stifled laugh as he turned away from you.

“Luke Castellan, you know you can’t stay away from me that long.” You said shortly, placing your fingers under his chin to turn his head back.

Your smile enchanted him, so bright that it battled the stars and rivaled the sun. With his eyes boring into your own, he nodded slowly, unable to find words as you tended to the tiny scratch on his face. He could sit like this forever, he thought, drowning in your soft voice and gentle nature. He loved the way your fingers held his chin straight, and your tongue pushed against your cheek in subtle concentration. He loved the way your gaze softened when you saw him walk in, the way your eyes seemed to sparkle and your steps felt more floaty.

He loved the way he couldn’t stay away from you. He loved how you were right.

But despite all of those things, he was still uncertain if he loved you.

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Luke had been making his stops at the infirmary for a while. You’d smile when he knocked on the door, the setting sun peeking in, leading him over to his regular spot for an hour (sometimes, several hours) of laughs and conversation.

Until, one week, he didn’t come.

You found it odd, how your stomach sank with each passing day. You didn’t quite know why it hurt so much, sitting on the edge of ‘his’ bed like a lovesick puppy. You should be glad he wasn’t roughed up all week. But still, you sat there; hoping he’d knock on that door with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh.

For as long as you’d known Luke—and you’d known him ages—you’d never known him to suddenly drop a routine. He wasn’t the best swordsman at camp from skipping training, or taking random breaks. No, you’d seen him, waking up at the crack of dawn and practicing in the arena. Nearly every day for three years. So why, you wondered, had he suddenly quit on you?

You found it unlikely that he wasn’t getting hurt, which a swordsman’s training usually entailed. Maybe, he was patching himself up for once. Maybe, he didn’t need you anymore to ease his pain.

You sat there, wiping the blood from a camper's scraped up knee, with your thoughts running rampant after a solemn week of waiting. You had tended to plenty of campers in that time, maintaining your welcoming smile and soothing voice. Today was just like the others. You finished cleaning up your last camper, sending the younger boy off with a peck on the head. The gesture made him giggle, hugging you before running off again. The small interactions brought you a bit of joy, making new connections, meeting new people. You loved making your mark on camp, and as an Apollo kid, that mark was left in the infirmary.

It almost made you wonder if your mark was left on Luke.

Just as you were about to leave, your satchel packed and your heart heavy, you heard a series of knocks on the door.

“Sunny? Are ya’ still here?”

You felt your heart stop.

Clumsily, you rushed to the door, a smile forming on your lips as you opened it to your favorite face. He was standing there, just as he always was, with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh. You stared into his sparkling brown eyes, surrounded by tiny scratches, just as they always were. You glanced at his curly hair, soaked and sweaty, just as it always was. And with not a second left to waste, you pulled him into a tight, longing hug.

“Hey.” He greeted again, taking a deep, long breath, “Gods, I missed the smell of your perfume.”

#luke castellan #percy jackon and the olympians #charlie bushnell #apollo #cabin 7 #luke x reader #demigod reader #percy jackson #pjo tv show #pjo series #lovers #aesthetic #camp half blood #oblivious #friends to lovers

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kind-hufflepuff · 3 months

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MAL AS A HALF DEMIGOD OF HADES AND HALD DARK FAE