#spectrophobias

[stygicniron]

nico....... nico................ i finally came up with a nickname for you, are you ready..........

nico dark'ness dementia raven way.

please don't ever call me that

#spectrophobias #crack. #i saved this for so long!!! because nico just stared at it grumpily for literal months

[madefate]

i want you to run, okay? run and don't look back. (thalia for annabeth 💖) / @spectrophobias

Everything happens all at once - the snarling and baying of hellhounds cuts through the night air, the shrieking of furies and the crash of steel on steel and Annabeth is momentarily flashbombed by a strike of lightning that pierces through the clouds and down to earth not that far from them. Thalia? A storm? Something else? Thalia, where is Thalia -

A hand clamps around her arm and pulls her back with the speed and force of a car crash but Annabeth is narrowly dragged back from the jaws of a hellhound that's broken away from the pack. She stares, wide eyed, shaking, as the thing's teeth gleam in the darkness and it salivates - salivates looking at her. Instinctively, Annabeth kicks backward at the hand that has her in a move that Luke taught her long ago - but it is Luke - she recognizes his oof and her throat and eyes burn as she stops immediately and grabs him too.

❝ We need Thalia ! We need to find Thalia ! ❞

They're so close - Grover said it was just up this way. Grover is supposed to know everything, so why is this all happening right here on the hill just below Camp ?? Luke only grunts in response, and she realizes that another hound is stalking towards them from his direction. Annabeth fumbles at her belt loop and takes out his dagger, clamping her hand around the hilt because she is not going to let herself shake. Luke and Thalia and Grover need her.

When she slashes out, she rarely hits anything of value - just the hide of one of the dogs a few times - and she nearly loses her footing scrambling backwards up the hill. More arms catch her - lightning illuminates the side of Grover's face, and she's just about to shout at him when the hound in front of them goes down and there, finally, is Thalia's face. Flecked with blood, harshly contrasted in the lightning, but so close she can almost touch it.

And Annabeth almost does, but then all she hears is I want you to run, okay ? Run and don't look back.

❝ What - no ! We can beat them, like the Cyclops ! Thalia - ❞

Thalia looks up at someone behind her. Annabeth gets to her feet, reaches out the hand without the dagger - lightning rips between them sending her startling back and illuminating Thalia in a godly, resplendent, terrifying cascade of blue and white sparks, and Grover's hand is clamped on her arm, pulling her away.

Annabeth hears screaming, but doesn't realize it's her own, ❝ Thalia !!! ❞ until her throat rubs raw and her crying turns into croaking and all she sees is the fury's blade and Thalia's blade, and then the descent to the dark grass below -

❝ THALIA - ! ❞

// accepting !

#( ic. ) #( answered. ) #( annabeth. ) #spectrophobias #I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i need to lie down.

[furysburn]

“I know you won’t hurt me” | ( THALIA & LUKE ) | @spectrophobias

" You haven't known me for a very long time. " The blade leveled with her throat and a voice whispered for action, to mark the start of this war with the blood of Zeus' own kin. " I do not know this Thalia who sides with Artemis. Who after everything they have done to you defend the same gods who left you to die. After what they have asked of you ? Of Jason ? "

#Luke Castellan ⌛| THREADS. #spectrophobias

[rphunter]

hi hi!! 27f looking for other 18+ rp buddies!! nsfw is fine but not my main goal. i prefer to write on discord, but this is my multimuse blog so feel free to check that out too! there are a few different fandoms and ships i'm interested in, but i'm open to just about any combination of characters that includes the ones i've marked myself willing to play, including oc's and crossovers. i'll use * to mark the characters i would prefer to write, ** for a stronger preference. i do write more than just the characters listed but these are my main focus for now! i can match just about any length. like this post and i'll reach out, or just dm me! :)

the quarry:

kaitlyn ka** x laura kearney*

kaitlyn ka** x ryan erzahler*

ryan erzahler* x dylan lenivy

abigail blyg* x emma mountebank

give me someone to play caleb hackett against PLEASE (ocs accepted!!)

until dawn:

josh washington* x sam giddings

red dead redemption 2:

mary-beth gaskill* x karen jones (PLEASE)

mary-beth gaskill x kieran duffy

mary-beth* x literally anyone tbh!!

abigail roberts** x sadie adler*

abigail roberts* x john marston

rule of rose:

wendy* x jennifer

silent hill:

alessa* x claudia

heather mason against literally anyone (only sapphic ships tho pls!)

anne of green gables/anne with an e:

anne shirley* x gilbert blythe

anne shirley* x diana barry

amnesia:

justine florbelle x anyone

.

#spectrophobias #the quarry roleplay #until dawn roleplay #red dead redemption 2 roleplay #rule of rose roleplay #silent hill roleplay #amnesia roleplay #anne of green gables roleplay #anne with an e roleplay #the quarry rp #until dawn rp #red dead redemption 2 rp #rule of rose rp #silent hill rp #amnesia rp #anne of green gables rp #anne with an e rp

[final6irl]

Flashlight  lifted,  they  had  just  fixed  the  power  box,  trekked  all  the  way  back  inside  and  now,  it  is  out  AGAIN.  What  the  actual  FUCK  was  going  on?  The  hairs  on  the  back  of  her  neck  stood  up.  A  gentle  nod  of  AGREEMENT  with  the  other  as  Irelia  turned,  something  felt  off  which  meant  it  was  time  to  LEAVE.  She  had  been  in  more  than  enough  HORROR  MOVIES  to  know  this  was  probably  a  BAD  sign.

A  gulp,  hands  started  to  SHAKE  the  smallest  as  she  tightened  her  grip  on  her  light.  It  was  probably  NOTHING,  but  again  sometimes  work  went  home  with  her.  Who  knew  where  all  the  ideas  came  from,  maybe  REAL  LIFE.  Her  head  shook  the  thoughts  out  quickly  before  looking  to  Heather.

 ❝  How  far  do  you  think,  to  the  car? ❞

@spectrophobias sent: ‘I’m getting the creeps now.’ (from heather mason!! 💖)

#spectrophobias #| .v. | ᴏʜ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴘᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴇᴀʀ (main verse) #Irelia is really in the LETS LEAVE RIGHT NOW mindset #and that makes me laugh #she really said ive acted in this moment before and it ended bad #lets not let that happen

[h-a-unted]

Send 😞 For the sending muse to find the receiving muse in a state of sleep deprivation. (caleb @spectrophobias for lenny?💖)

The least he wanted was for someone to find him. He had been strolling all over the outside of camp, as quietly as possible, until he found himself sitting over a nearby tree. His head was racing so much he barely felt he was taking a break, he barely felt like he was at camp -- the only place that felt like an actual solace. Leaning his head against the tree trunk, he took a deep sigh. Stop thinking... Maybe, he'd get tired there and finally fall asleep... or get maimed by a bear, one or the other.

And would it be that bad if it did happen? It was either that or having to go back home to face his worst nightmare.

Crunch, leaves and sticks are broken with steps that make the boy jolt and turn over. A sigh of relief comes as he notices it's another fellow human... Hadn't he mentioned it would be fine if he got hurt by a bear? Silly, he was even a coward in his head... It didn't matter now, he turned over to the Hackett boy, and a new kind of fear creeped up. Was he going to scold him for being out this late?

"Uh... hey, sir! I was just-- I was..." He was always bad at making up excuses... "Looking out for bears. Are you out here for the same?"

#spectrophobias #;; the slaughterer's handler ;; (lenny but.cher) #thank you for sending waaah hope this is okay!

[7imbs]

frustration  rose  inside  her  chest  like  a  TYPHOON.  it  had  been  a  mistake,  and  she  had  been  suffering  herself.  the  guilt  the  CONSUMED  her  whole  being,  the  sleepless  nights,  the  CHRONIC  guilt  every  second  she  existed.  the  moments  of  silence  where  she  could  hear  hannah's  voice. 

she  came  up  with  that  prank.  she  did  it.  and  now  she  was  doing  EXACTLY  what  she  hurt  his  sisters  for.  she  could  not  imagine  the  pain  in  his  chest  if  hers  felt  like  a  constant  TWISTING  KNIFE.  especially  with  how  she  was  acting  with  mike.

gaze  dropped,  bottom  lip  quivered  at  the  accusatory  statement.  she  didn't,  she  hardly  let  herself  even  be  around  him  for  his  sake.  but  perhaps  that  was  the  real  problem.  if  she  was  honest  with  him,  with  herself  things  could  be  BETTER  right?

 ❝   I  thought  I  was  helping.  we  all  did  those  pranks  to  each  other  if  i  knew—  if  i  thought  it  was  more  than  a  silly  crush,  joshua  i  would  have  NEVER  let  that  happen  to  them.   ❞

talk  about  HYPOCRITICAL,  jessica  was  messy  she  knew  that,  it  was  hard  to  understand  feelings.  Emotions  had  always  been  difficult  and  the  crave  to  have  attention  came  from  the  lack  of  it  everywhere  else  in  her  life.  To  exist  in  a  space  where  she  felt  SAFE,  and  like  she  did  not  have  to  make  people  like  her,  then  maybe  she  wouldn't  be  such  a  BITCH  and  have  pulled  such  a  stupid  STUNT.

The  typhoon  in  her  chest  filled  her  chest  with  pressure,  almost  set  to  BURST  from  it  at  first  it  was  RAGE,  for  being  the  only  one  that  got  cornered  but  suddenly  it  ERRUPTED  as  tears  began  to  stream  down  soft  features. 

Each  blink  caused  lashes  to  stick  together  from  far  too  much  mascara  coating  her  lashes  and  suddenly  the  words  bubbled  past  her  lips  like  a  SHAKEN  up  soda  can.

 ❝   I  don't  KNOW  how  to  not  be  like  THIS.  How  I  am,  the  center  of  ATTENTION,  I  just  wanted  people  to  like  me  and  it  makes  me-—  I  DON'T  KNOW!  It  hurts  me  too!  I  just—  I  lay  in  bed  and  think  about  how  many  STUPID  fucking  things  I  did  to  them,  and  how---  how  much  of  this  was  MY  FAULT.  Because  it  was,  all  of  it  was.  I  waited  INTENTIONALLY,  for  you  to  party  too  hard,  and  I  knew  that  it  would  HURT  her  feelings  but---  ❞

Breath  caught  in  throat,  features  as  red  as  a  tomato  with  streaks  of  black  running  down  her  previously  PERFECTLY  flawless  skin.  The  makeup  now  streaky  and  half  gone  onto  her  hands  or  washed  away  by  the  TEARS  from  her  sins.  Suddenly  she  couldn't  see,  or  breathe,  shaking  hand  reached  for  him.  Chipped  manicure  light  gripped  his  shoulder  to  stop  herself  from  TUMBLING  under  the  weight  of  her  own  ACTIONS.

 ❝   I---  i  lost  everything.  Emily,  the  twins,  our  friendship,  all  the  girls  hate  me!  I  have  NOTHING left  either,  no  one,  not  even  my  family!  They  thought  I  was—  It  isn't  just  you  and  I  want  to  help  you  Josh.  I  just—  I  can  feel  the  DISGUST when  anyone  here  looks  at  me  and  I  die  inside.   ❞

@spectrophobias ❛ you don’t know what hell you put me through. ❜ (josh!)

#spectrophobias #| .v. | ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ɪᴍ ᴅʀᴏᴡɪɴ ɪɴ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ( pre game / early game ) #im not crying abt her crying #not at all this does not #live rent free in my head

[pistolslinger]

@spectrophobias​ / thalia said:   "if i don't get to hit somebody soon, i'm gonna snap."  

      she might be his favourite person in camp, actually  ( sorry, hendriks ).  jesper looks at thalia with nothing less than reckless delight writ large all over his face, his smile a hair too sharp to promise good decisions in the near future.  he understands restlessness, and he understands the freedom that a fight affords people like them — always ready for the next thing, even if it was dangerous.  

“then you came to the right person,”  he says, already reaching for his quiver.  jesper spares a second to consider the merits of bringing his holster, and his twin pistols — one was less conspicuous than the other, but one was also much more fun.  decisions, decisions.  “i’ve always wanted t — hmn,”

the rest of that sentence would have been: i’ve always wanted to try against a huntress, but another thought hits him, just outside the bounds of his own self interest.  he frowns slightly, just barely, in her direction.  “is this like a, i’m bored and wanna fight thing, or do you legitimately need to kill something with your bare hands right now?”  a pause; he squints,  “i can only help with one of those.  due to not wanting to die.  you good?”

#spectrophobias #spectrophobias; thalia. #VERSE ... ‘ walkin’ on sunshine. ( demigod. ) #ANSWERED ... ‘ ic meme. #LAKSNDLAKSDNS THA LIA #HES GOT U. HE'LL HELP U FIND A FIGHT #jason screaming NOOO in the bg

[storiedhistories]

@spectrophobias​ liked this for a starter!

"So I know how much you like trying different types of teas," Thalia began, dropping down into the open space next to Phoebe, "and I picked some up the last time I was in the city."  Of course, she hadn't mentioned WHICH city, or that she'd kind of gone out of her way to find something new for her friend.

She knew how hard it could be, with the way they traveled, to just take some time to enjoy the simpler things in life, which was why she'd made sure to snag something that her friend would like.  Or at least, she HOPED Phoebe would like what she'd picked out; Thalia admittedly didn't know that much about tea, though she HAD learned a lot from Phoebe herself. 

#spectrophobias #✦ Thalia Grace || IC ✦ She's beauty. She's Grace. She'll punch you in the face. #✦ Thalia Grace ✦ || Verse.FROM MOON TO MOON #[definitely let me know if this isn't okay!] #[or if you'd prefer someone else; I just had this idea and ran with it. ^^] #[Did I also pick out an actual seasonal tea one of my favourite places in Seattle does?] #[no of course not; why do you ask? TT]

[megabondlocalfan]

Day 20 of saying random stuff until a new Kid Icarus

Has it ever occurred that maybe, just maybe, Pittoo is afraid of mirrors.

Just a thought I had.

#kid icarus #random #mirror #spectrophobias

[stygicniron]

[ APOLOGY ]: the sender, having recently done something that hurt or upset the receiver, reunites with them and addresses the elephant in the room by greeting them with a sincerely apologetic tone. (f....... from thalia .........)

Meme Tag -- @spectrophobias

Nico hardly recognized the words, only catching the tones and mood of what she said as his breath came heavy in his ears. It'd been awhile since he'd seen Thalia, since before--since before. She didn't come back after the quest, and it didn't take long for the rumors to spread about what happened to her, even if he cared about very different rumors at that time. And then he left Camp shortly after, so it didn't really matter.

He hadn't exactly been avoiding the Hunters of Artemis, he tried to convince himself, but he also had steered clear of them if he got a hint of where they might be. But it seemed like his luck had run out, which seemed to be the case more often than not for his luck. And his lips pinched together, eyes shining in a pale face. "I don't have anything to say to you."

#spectrophobias #apology from a hunter #☠ ▌ ｇｒｅａｔ ｎｅｅｄ ｔｏ ｔａｋｅ ａ ｎａｐ ( queue. ) #☠ ▌ ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｏｌｙｍｐｉａｎｓ ( pjo. ) #ouch rayne. ouch

[exclusivelywritesgays]

[ KEEP ] sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up, sender whines so they stay put. (one more ronance 🥺)

They'd been watching a movie to relax. Nevermind that it was a horror movie. That was irrelevant. She feels Robin slump onto her shoulder about halfway through, but she had seen her nod off maybe twenty minutes in. She was going to go get her a pillow instead of her bony shoulder, but when she tries to sit Robin back up, there's a little whine. That was enough to have Nancy blushing and hunkering back down into her spot. She didn't know Robin found her that comfortable. "Sleep well." She adds before resting her head on top of Robin's.

#spectrophobias #muse; nancy #she is like 'this cute little motherfucker'

[furysburn]

You need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time! | ( THALIA & LUKE ) | @spectrophobias

" No, no, Thalia- please. Please. We're so close. I can see the Camp. " Thunder rumbled and he had to lock his knees to not fall from the aftershocks that shook the ground. Annabeth clung to his hand to him but their grip was slippery from the torrent of rain that had poured since they left New Jersey and through the breaks he could just make out her, alight by the lightning strikes that arced above them.

Climbing up the hill, he could make out the faces of Furys, hellhounds, echidnas and more horrors that would leach his mind if he looked longer. No matter how many they killed, more came and no matter how hard they ran, it seemed like they would only lose ground.

There was nothing for a son of Hermes to do, the scraps of godliness he held nothing in the face of death. But he could be Luke and he could be the boy who loved his family and maybe that was enough to stop it. " You go with Annabeth, I'll fight, I'll do something. Please. "

#Luke Castellan ⌛| THREADS. #spectrophobias #.AHHHHH WHY

[h-a-unted]

"You want me to tell you what happened?” (caleb (@spectrophobias) for travis!) RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

"Of course I do!" Is what he says right off the bat. He's usually stern and stoic, but right now, he was too worried to even care for appearances. He had walked over to Caleb, placed hands on his shoulders, tried to rub the blood away while searching for wounds, all done in haste, as if every second counted. And now, as the boy spoke, he was desperate for answers.

"I need to know why you ended up like this. Are you alright? Do I have to scold someone?" Or even worse... This looked too serious for just a scolding. But first things first, he needed to make sure he was fine. So, remaining still, keeping eye contact, he stays there, hands unmoving, holding onto the kid just slightly tight. "Did you... Did you talk to your dad yet?"

#spectrophobias #➹ i’m the one asking the questions ➹ (travis asks) #thank you aaaaa!! Travis is worried sick for Caleb!!

[7imbs]

they  never  understood  her,  each  word  twisted  and  turned  into  intentionally  rude  thoughts  or  behaviors  when  she  simply  was  trying  to  be  fun,  to  get  a  smile,  lines  unclear,  blurred  as  they  always  had  been.  Poison  in  her  veins,  in  her  EXISTENCE  and  it  was  the  first  time  she  had  seen  him  since  HER  mistake. 

sharp  turn  was  sudden  not  sure  how  she  had  even  gotten  on  the  topic  of  the  twins.  a  shake  of  her  head  at  his  words,  gaze  drifted.  POISON.  Those  thoughts,  those  ideas,  and  she  turned  around  and  was  doing  exactly  what  she  PUNISHED  hannah  for  doing.

 ❝  That's  not—  I  didn't—  .  ❞

COMFORT  found  quickly  as  she  grasped  her  phone  and  began  to  open  spotify.  Heel  clad  foot  began  to  bounce  as  she  sat  in  silence  for  a  moment.  GUILT  consuming  her,  it  started  with  the  bounce  of  her  foot,  to  the  song  she  would  pick  to  the  way  her  GAZE  would  bore  into  him. the TEMPTATION of words bubbled quickly.

IT'S MY  FAULT. 

But  that  was  locked  away,  locked  inside.  She  could  not  LIVE  if  they  all  hated  her  the  way  EMILY  did.  No,  that  would  be  too  much.  she  needed  to  be  NEEDED.  no  matter  the  price,  no  matter  the  cost. 

 ❝  Let's  be  honest,  it  was  totally  Emily's  fault  for  being  such  a  bitch  about  people  even  saying  a  nice  thing  to  Michael.  You,  all  you  wanted  was  to  keep  them  safe.  YOU  are  the  HERO,  all  this  effort  because  of  how  much  you  and  your  parents  care.  ❞

there  it  was,  the  twinge  of  ENVY that  made  the  guilt  grow  twice  in  its  size.  keep  talking  jessica,  MAYBE these  words  will  make  YOUR family  love  you.

phone  thrown  onto  the  bed  as  a  gentle  indie  melody  began  to  play  and  she  laid  back  onto  it.  EXAGGERATED sigh  as  she  did  and  closed  her  eyes.

 ❝  you  aren't  a  bad  person  for  having  fun.  none  of  us  knew  what  was  going  to  happen,  and  blaming  you  would  be  unfair.  we  all  fucked  up.  at  least  that's  what  i  think.  ❞

@spectrophobias say it . go ahead , say it's my fault . (from josh :') )

#spectrophobias #| .v. | ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ɪᴍ ᴅʀᴏᴡɪɴ ɪɴ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴏɴ ( pre-game / early game ) #im not crying abt her guilt #not at all #especially ANY TIME SHE LOOKS AT JOSH

[pistolslinger]

is it true that u wear a hat because there's a little rat underneath it controlling your every move (love thalia.......)

NOT A BRAINCELL IN SIGHT.

      “ i . . . would not let a rodent near my hair.  not for all the gold in the world, ”

       “ also, no.  nothing under my hat but hair and brains.  BUT!  worry not.  there isn’t a total lack of rats in my life!  i don’t keep him under my hat and he doesn’t control me, but my friend kaz — ” 

#spectrophobias #ANSWERED ... ‘ ic meme. #lkLKNASDLAKDNSASKLDNAS PELA SE #WAS THIS THALIA OR RAYNE 'THE R IN RAYNE STANDS FOR RAT STAN' SPECTROPHOBIAS SPEAKING