#( stygicniron )

[okeancs]

ooooof

[nectaric]

@stygicniron asked: "Well, well, well, if this isn't the feelings I've been trying to avoid." ( @ Eros )

"ah, yes. the overwhelming gratitude? the swaths of relief? a newfound appreciation for the god responsible for your liberation?" eros floated around the di angelo boy with lazy flaps of his wings, the image of a dreamy god of love swooning over a well-made match. though, if the scowl on the boy's face was anything to go off of, perhaps the entire situation wasn't as dreamy as he had hoped.

yes, yes, he knew that his stunt had made an enemy of the son of hades, but eros hardly cared about that. what he did care about was the future of his project's love life, now that he had taken an interest.

"this is often a thankless job, you know, but i could still bear to hear it now and again." eros cooed, head lolling backwards. "after all, i hear you've found a new boo. can't say i approve of it being one of apollo's brats, but you know - the heart wants what it wants! or, sometimes what i say it should want."

[mistforms]

          ABILITIES  &  SUPER-POWERED  THEMED  PROMPTS 

@stygicniron summoned: ❝  i don’t know how much longer i can keep this up.  ❞

            THE   WORDS   WERE   HONEST,   OPEN,   AND   PERHAPS   A   LITTLE   VULNERABLE.   His   emerald   eyes   glittered   with   understanding   for   he   knew   that   feeling   of   exhaustion   that   would   come   with   the   over   extent   of   his   abilities.   Nico   looked,   no   pun   intended,   dead   tired.   It   worried   Alabaster.   He   didn’t   want   the   guy   to   fall   over   on   his   feet   with   no   promise   of   getting   back   up.   

               ALABASTER   DIDN’T   KNOW   HIM   ON   A   PERSONAL   LEVEL,   BUT   HE   had   seen   him   at   The   Battle   of   Manhattan.   He   also   saw   him   at   the   battle   with   Gaea   too.   He   had   seen   the   strength   in   each   battle,   saw   him   push   himself   with   as   much   grace   as   any   other   half-blood…   maybe   even   more.   Yet   there   was   a   bitter   taste   in   his   mouth   as   he   recalled   The   Battle   of   Manhattan.   Alabaster   watched   as   the   son   of   Hades   charged   forward   with   his   best,   watched   as   his   own   brothers   and   sisters   were   killed—   no.   No,   that   wasn’t   right.   You   need   to   stop,   Alabaster.   They   aren’t   to   blame   for   his   siblings   dying.   Alabaster   was   the   cause   of   it.   His   own   fault   to   lead   them   down   a   misguided   path.   

               HE   BIT   THE   INSIDE   OF   HIS   CHEEK   UNTIL   HE   TASTED   blood,   and   then   did   he   finally   take   a   step   forward   with   an   offered   water,   “   Here,   ”   his   voice   was   hoarse,   but   gentle,   “   You   need   to   keep   hydrated.   You   should   sit   down   too.   Rest.   You   always   need   to   rest   after   you   exert   yourself   like   that,   ”   Alabaster   dropped   his   bag   to   the   ground,   “   I   can   see   if   I   have   something   for   you   to   eat.   You   need   all   the   energy   you   can   get.   ”

[dshret]

"how peculiar," he muttered as the surrounding area had been glanced over at least a singular time. The last occasion that he had visited so far in was ... well never. On the times Ares had decided to visit his children, further away from all others within the camp was more preferred for everyone's sake. But it did seem none were present here. As he was just about to wander elsewhere, the brief sight of an armoury caught his attention. Perhaps, even as one of the Gods of War, he was rather easily distracted when it came to weapons but that had been accepted as one of his more easily to deal with quirks. The bloodlust was much more difficult to look over.

A couple steps forward as he looked around briefly but quickly stopped and focused on the person nearby. How he failed to noticed prior to now was a matter he refused to ponder over too much.

"fair greetings. Given your presence, I should make the request to view your armoury. I am rather intrigued.. whom may you be?" Surely his children could eventually gather where he was.

@stygicniron

[batcrested]

"So lemme get this right-- you went down to the Underworld and basically came out with little minions of your own and the knowledge your boyfriend is a glowstick?"

@stygicniron // starter call

[littlebadger]

@stygicniron   ♡'d   for a starter !

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ-` 👻 ´- 【  As Danny hovered above the treetops, his ghostly green eyes scanned the woods below for any sign of trouble. That’s when he spotted a familiar figure—Nico, right, that was his name—walking alone through the trees. With a smooth dive, Danny swooped down and landed a few feet ahead of him.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this? ❞ Danny asked, a smug grin spreading across his face as he crossed his arms. ❝ Don’t tell me you’re hunting scorpions again. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNever mind the fact that the last fight was technically his fault to begin with.

[dutifulsilence]

3, 9

3. How have you grown as a rper this year?

Honestly, I think my main growth has been setting boundaries. I have taken on a lot more than I could handle in the excitement of new muses, new people, and new ideas throughout my RP career and this last year has been a lot of me establishing where I draw the line. I've always been kind of bad about saying no when something or someone comes around that makes me uncomfortable, but I'm getting a little better about it.

9. Talk about one of your favorite world building you posted this year.

This was actually for @desertforged, but the Eclipsed Soul post about Ganon and how his fate can be determined by those who influence him and which part of him people draw out the most.

[heartsbreaking]

maeve didn't love that there were zombies roaming around the store now, but that was only based off what she'd seen in movies and on tv. she was trying to make nico feel better. they all slipped up with their powers sometimes, but maeve accidentally ruining someone's luck for a day or a week wasn't bringing anything back to life. she was trying though. "do we think this is a kill it situation or a put it back in the metaphorical jar situation?" they couldn't put it back in the literal jar, but they could try and find another one, right?

REPLY to @stygicniron / nico di angelo *

[musaeon]

// What is one kind thing that Kasumi desperately wants to hear? Who says it?

unprompted // always accepting

sumi desperately wants to hear someone tell her that she's good enough just as she is. that she doesn't need to try and copy anyone, that sumi as herself, strengths and flaws and all is enough. that she's allowed to be seen for who she is and not as anyone else.

as for who she wants to hear it from... she knows who she wants to hear it from, but she can't. because she wants to hear it from her sister the most, but that's not possible because she's dead. she wishes she could but she knows it's just an impossible wish. if not her then well... she's not sure. maybe her coach, but she already understands. or perhaps even one of the thieves that knows about her doubts and struggles or can just be blunt enough to tell her those words.

[mortshe]

@stygicniron  ♡'d

alnwick,  england  ,  20xx  ad  .

many  of  lady  melinoë's  spirits  remain  close  by  the  poison  gardens  here  ,  eager  to  feed  off  of  whatever  drama  and  fear  the  mortals  can  stir  up  .  two  of  lady  hekate's  girls  often  visit  for  the  plants  themselves  ,  while  lady  magissa  and  her  youngest  twins  have  a  fondness  for  it  ,  though  the  type  of  altered  state  these  plants  place  mortals  into  is  one  closer  to  death  than  dream  . 

thanatos  remains  ,  invisible  ,  in  the  shade  of  a  large  tree  ,  watching  the  mortals  weave  between  the  carefully  marked  garden  beds  .  some  will  write  about  how  they  courted  death  that  day  .  than  thinks  they  will  have  done  no  such  thing  . 

the  weight  of  the  prince's  appearance  draws  her  attention  ;  she  is  sure  he  can  see  the  layers  as  she  can  ,  of  those  long  since  dead  lingering  and  craving  the  pain  and  fear  of  the  ones  still  living  .  she  casts  a  glance  over  at  the  prince  ,  her  arms  crossed  over  her  chest  as  she  lets  herself  become  visible  to  him  and  him  alone  . 

she  doesn't  want  much  attention  otherwise  . 

“  i  hope  i  haven't  missed  a  summons  ,  ”  she  murmurs  by  way  of  a  hello  .

[drepanon2]

❝ i don't want to hurt anymore. ❞

Angst Starters II Accepting

Oh, it's positively delicious. It's too easy! If he were afraid of Nemesis, he'd be concerned that she'd come in to balance back out his luck- but, of course, she would never dare with someone like him, even if she weren't on his side.

A child of the big three, come to seek comfort in his father's greatest enemy. It's the type of story the humans would revel in!

Kronos only barely keeps the delight out of his voice, as he instead puts forth sympathy, compassion. Tenderness. It takes as much of his power as he has at present to appear to the young halfblood as a humanoid man, his features schooled into concern and care. It is more than worth the rest he'll need later.

"I know, my dear grandson. The life of someone of your lineage is not an easy scorn to bear, what with the curse upon your father's offspring..."

If the fates have ever favored Kronos, then his son will not have told the boy about his children's destinies.

"Tell me about your hurt. You miss someone, do you not?"

[braveryhearted]

“   Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ” ( from Akira @gloryseized to Toshiro )

"I can't tell if you are being serious or sarcastic". Of course, Toshiro used to be a scardy cat when coming into the other world or the Metaverse but now that he had gotten a little less afraid, the words that Akira had spoken now were not on deaf ears like last time.

"I seriously doubt your relatives have your type of life". Or maybe they did. Who knows by this point and Toshiro really doesn't want to find out. It was bad enough people saw and heard things about his own family thanks to an evil angered god.

@gloryseized

[mistforms]

         ABILITIES  &  SUPER-POWERED  THEMED  PROMPTS 

@stygicniron summoned: ❝  you pushed yourself too hard.  you passed out,  i thought you were dead.  ❞

               ALABASTER   REMEMBERED   A   FLASH   OF   GREEN,   A   HOT   PAIN   THAT   traveled   through   his   veins   and   spine.   He   pushed,   pushed,   pushed,   and   pushed   all   he   had   forward.   Then,   there   was   just   blackness.   To   which   the   brightness   of   the   sun   made   him   wince,   a   hand   raised   to   block   his   eyes   from   the   sunrays.   He   grimaced   as   he   slowly   sat   up   where   he   lay.   His   emerald   eyes   took   in   the   scorched   earth   that   created   a   perfect   circle.   He   huffed,   brown   locks   lifted   at   the   sudden   puff   of   air,   “   I   didn’t…   that   wasn’t…   ”

               BROWS   FURROWED   AS   HE   THOUGHT   IT   OVER.   NICO’S   WORDS   RUSHED   his   ears   which   gave   him   a   good   idea   of   what   happened   with   the   slight   memory   reboot.   It   must   have   been   some   protection   incantation.   That   could   explain   the   perfect   circle   around   him,   and   also   the   fact   that   he   was   utterly   drained.   Those   took   the   most   energy   depending   on   what   he   was   trying   to   protect   them   from.   Alabaster   couldn’t   remember   that   either.   He   guessed   that   didn’t   matter   knowing   that   they   are   safe   now…   at   least   he   hoped.   

               THE   SON   OF   HECATE   SHIFTED   HIS   BODY,   THOUGH   HE   WINCED   at   the   feeling   of   it.   His   head   began   to   throb,   “   I   did?   I’m   sorry.   I   didn’t   mean   to   worry   you,   ”   he   couldn’t   help   a   tired   smile   that   stretched   on   his   freckled   cheeks,   “   I   guess   you   would   be   the   first   to   know   if   I   died,   ”   Alabaster   was   morbidly   curious   now,   “   How   close   was   I?   ”

[okeancs]

                ♆                 𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐔𝐒                 ♆ @stygicniron

            𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒     𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆     𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃     𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃     𝐓𝐎     𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄     𝐀𝐒     𝐈𝐓𝐒     𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐓𝐈𝐃𝐄     𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘     𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃     𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒.     No     one     dared     approach     the     demigod     as     he     stormed     toward     the     lake,     seeking     refuge     from     prying     eyes,     to     be     away     from     the     noise.     He     craved     the     SOLITUDE     beneath     the     depths     where     the     waves     clashed     and     roared,     a     sanctuary     for     his     grief     where     he     remained     for     weeks.     It     was     only     when     the     son     of     the     sea     resurfaced,     did     the     lake     cease     its     silent     war.     He     couldn't     accept     it,     he     refused.     He     cursed     the     fates,     the     gods.     He     will     take     fate     into     his     OWN     hands.

                Though     unspoken,     they     both     knew     WHAT     lured     Percy     to     Nico.     The     despair     that     once     lingered     in     his     hollow     eyes     was     gone     giving     way     to     something     far     worse     - a     relentless     stubbornness     that     CONSUMED     him,     while     any     trace     of     self    -    preservation     had     been     cast     aside.     Percy     hesitated     for     several     moments,     struggling     to     steady     his     uneven     breaths     before     daring     to     speak.     〝    You...    〞      The     word     caught     in     his     throat,     his     voice     raw     and     cracking     as     it     clawed     its     way     out,     stinging     like     a     fresh     wound.     〝    You...     can     take     me     to     him..    〞      It     had     been     attempted     before,     it     could     be     attempted     again.

[essentiamortis]

@stygicniron sent a raven : "Did I wake you up?" / nightmare sentence starters.

elizabeth groans as she hears nico's voice. so much for her twenty minute nap. "thankfully, no. i had just laid down. what's going on?" sleep can wait, even if she's on the verge of passing out. nico's visits are rare and far in between and she'll take all the time she can get with him. "please tell me that you aren't thinking of venturing into tartarus again. i'll have daddy enchant your room so you can't leave." her voice is groggy, yet her threat remains serious.

[nectaric]

// What does regret mean to Bianca?????

okay first of all, ouch, what the heck!

second of all, regret is a complicated subject. at first, regret ate bianca alive. in the darkness of the underworld, with all her memories, she was tortured by every decision she ever made. she felt like she herself was a mistake, that if she had just never been born, perhaps all this pain she had caused would go away. but time is a funny thing, and confronting your own mortality does some serious rewiring of the brain. and i think bianca came to understand two truths.

one: she did not regret joining the hunt. knowing now how fragile her life had been, how fleeting, she knows she cannot regret the choices she made for her own happiness. was this the choice that led her to her death? sure. was this choice also the one that made her happier than she had been in a long time? yes. while regret ate at her for a long time for this decision, it does not any longer.

two: she does regret hurting nico. she acknowledges that the choices she made were directly responsible for her brother’s pain, and that she hurt him with those choices. never did bianca want to hurt him - but she has gotten to a point where she can acknowledge that she can be sorry for hurting him and wish that things were different, without sacrificing the things that are important to her. it’s the wisdom that comes with death, i think. and i think what’s really happened is she has turned those regretful feelings into something more productive - into a motivation for her to do better, in whatever way she can, while a shade.