#daughter of hecate

[crystalsatin]

“it’s more fun to swim in, heard the risk is drowning, but i’m gonna take it” – risk, gracie abrams

⋆·˚ ༘ * pairing – percy jackson x daughter of hecate!reader synopsis – dating percy jackson (as a child of hecate) warnings – none! vic’s notes – i haven’t posted in so long (even though I said I would keep posting) oopsies! post type – moodboard

[marejadilla]

Tom Bagshaw, "Daughter of Hecate", 2024, digital painting. Bagshaw was born in Bath, England.

[cassiopeia-core]

obsessed

leo valdez x daughter of hecate reader

a/n: calypso is nice in this one, reader is vv insecure (self-projecting lol), also ending was kinda rushed bc i didn't know how to finish it, also not proofread :)

song: obsessed - olivia rodrigo

(calypso is a pisces for the plot)

La-da-da-da, da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da

when leo and calypso broke up, the entirety of camp half-blood was flabbergasted. why wouldn't they be? leo had literally sworn on the river styx for calypso, dying and resurrecting for her then rescuing from her cursed island. the perfect couple.

however, what camp half-blood didn't know was the reason behind the breakup: you. while leo did truly like calypso, deep down, he always knew that you, his best friend, had a special place in his heart.

after leo and you got together officially, rumours starting spiralling about how you'd used 'black magic' to capture leo's love and the matching sun and moon necklaces that you two always wore was cursed or something??? you'd always thought these rumours were ridiculous; you'd literally gotten him the necklace before he'd even known calypso.

Cause I know her star sign, I know her blood type I've seen every movie she's been in and, oh god, she's beautiful

but naturally, although you'd never admit it, you were insecure. calypso was smart, funny and beautiful. she was a goddess for gods sake. you tried to push those negative thoughts down, the thoughts that fed the growing monster that was jealousy inside of you. you were obsessed with her.

you literally had a star sign chart featuring her and leo's signs and their compatibility rates. they were so compatible, perfect for each other. being a daughter of hecate and all, you took these things very seriously. but you could never let leo know. what would he think of you then? you didn't want to lose him more. so everytime he would hangout with you in your cabin, you made sure to cast the Mist over your charts, disguising them or making them appear as though they were nothing.

She's talented, she's good with kids She even speaks kindly about me, ha-huh

hoping to break the good girl image everyone had of her, you always dreamed of catching her slipping up and badmouthing you.

like right now.

you'd been heading back to your cabin after dinner when you heard the voices of Calypso and her friends. you were ready to stear clear and hopefully go around them without catching attention but as you neared them, you realised they were talking about you???

you quickly shrouded yourself in the Mist and crept closer. eavesdropping probably wasn't the best idea but you were determined to prove that she wasn't the good girl everyone thought she was.

"girl, have you seen leo's new girlfriend?" you heard one of her friends snicker. your heart picked up its pace and your ears strained to hear more.

"there's no way he'd rather be with a witch than you calypso, who in their right mind would do that?"

your heart plummeted when you heard calypso sigh, "guys, i've moved on, leo's moved on so there's really no point in badmouthing y/n. also, she is one of the sweetest people ive met. please don't think so lowly of her."

needless to say, you slunk ashamedly back to your cabin.

But I can't help it, I got issues, I can't help it, baby

you couldn't sleep.

couldn't stop comparing yourself to her, couldn't stop doubting why leo could possibly leave her for u.

they were perfect together, like warm flames embracing the smoldering logs in a fireplace on a cold winter's day. but you? you were nothing. you were like the useless mantelpiece above the fireplace, watching on as the flames danced to their full potential.

so you decided it would be best to break up with him

coming to a cold, hard conclusion, you swung yourself out of bed and out of your cabin, and headed towards bunker 9, where undoubtedly, your hardworking boyfriend would be slaving away at the forges.

upon hearing you arrive, leo dropped his work with a clatter and pushed his hair out of his eyes. "baby!" he sang, making his way towards you. "look what i - "

"leo," you interrupted. he looked so excited, eyes brimming with love and enthusiasm, looking at you like were the most beautiful piece of art in the world. you almost stopped yourself from saying your next words but - "leo, i want to break up"

he came to a halt before you. "w-what? did i do something wrong? i'll fix it please, please, please don't do this. just tell me what's wrong? i love you baby please."

you could feel your heart shatter at the sight before you. eyes wide with uncertainty and face full of confusion, the upset on leo's face made you want to turn back time take back your words.

"leo, im so sorry. i love you so much too but, i'm so obsessed with your ex. i feel like a fucking creep! i can't help but think that we're not meant to be and calypso is perfect for you." you managed, chest aching, desperate for something to hold onto, to cling onto. "you're wasting your time on me. i'm not worth it."

"aww baby," leo pulled his arms around you. you sobbed into his shoulder, not caring about how dirty your pajamas were going to be after this. "baby, please don't think like that. you're my forever girl. my one in a million lifetimes. and i love you for you."

you sobbed harder and leo's grip on you tightened. "mi vida, i swear on the river styx that i will try my hardest for you to never ever feel this way again. just promise me that you'll stay with me. i'll love only you, baby. promise."

and he kept it till his very last breath.

a/n pt2: ummm (idk what this is but i love leo soooo)

divider creds: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more 

[little-miss-aesth3tic]

Can I request a mood board for Lou Ellen blackstone? Without any ouija board stuff

Thank youuu<333

Yes!

Here it is:

Source: Pinterest

[p-rtyboy]

Flag id: The Child of Hecate flag. It is a rectangular flag with 5 even horizontal stripes, colored from top to bottom; very pastel purple, royal purple, dull purple, royal purple, and almost black purple. /End id

Child of Hecate

Pt: Child of Hecate /end pt

A flag for anyone who is a son / daughter / child of Hecate. Intended for alterhumans / introjects / in the context of demigods, but can be used for any reason

Coined on August 29th, 2024

Colors based on magic and mystery

Tagging @radiomogai and @kin-flags

Banner id: @/prettypinknarc in lavender text, with clipart of a rosy maple moth on the left and a black outline /end id

[glowsticks-soda-and-magic]

Blood soaked hands

As promised, as angsty one shot! I know the poll is still going but I was bored. Anyway have some Cassidy and Claire! Ft: Pollux. This is set mostly in the Battle of Manhattan. This hasn't been proof read, I made AI do the editing cuz I have somewhere to be. Trigger warnings for: Blood, violence, death, slight self harm

Cassidy scrubbed at their hands furiously. The red blood seemed to cling to them further, refusing to wash off. They choked back a panicked sob, trying to scrub even harder. Their nails dug into their skin, leaving scratches and cuts. They raked their hands across each other under the water, digging into their nail beds to get it all off. "Cassidy? Are you okay?" Pollux knocked on the bathroom door sharply. Cassidy jumped at the sound.

"Fine!" They called back, a note of panic in their voice. "It's—It's the stupid blood, it won't go away." They scratched against their hands with increasing fierceness as their breathing grew heavier. They couldn't stay holed up in this bathroom forever; there was a war raging outside, and they couldn't afford to waste any time. "Pollux! It's not coming off!" Cassidy called out, their voice shaky.

Why wouldn't it go? It should have vanished by now. Cassidy kept scrubbing and raking their hands vigorously. "Cassidy, there's nothing there," Pollux said, gently taking their hands as he stood next to them. Cassidy shook his head, confused. "Pollux, what are you talking about? It's still there. It's all still there.""Pol, there's no blood," Pollux said. Cassidy looked at him as if he were crazy, scratching their hands furiously. How could he not see it? "Pol—Pollux, let me go! I need to get it off. I can't go back out there until I get it off," Cassidy sobbed, trying to wrench their hands out of Pollux's grip.

"Cass, you're going to scratch your skin off," Pollux shook his head, his grip tightening. "Not my skin. Just the blood. I need to get rid of the blood, Pollux, please," Cassidy pleaded, trying to free his arms from his brother's hold. Pollux grabbed them again. "Cassidy, look at me. There is nothing there." Cassidy gazed helplessly into purple eyes.

[A few minutes prior]

Claire gazed into purple eyes. Her breathing grew shallower with every passing second. A bloody dagger lay embedded in her abdomen. Cassidy stared back down at her, his purple eyes wide with fear and horror at what he had just done. Trembling hands closed around the bloody dagger's decorated hilt.

Claire closed her eyes as Cassidy tugged it out. In the next few moments, she finally understood what people meant when they talked about their lives flashing before their eyes.

Claire was six, curling into her father's chest as he read to her softly, clinging to him with droopy eyes.

She was eleven and afraid, clinging to a stuffed dog as her father drove like a maniac. He'd forced her to pack all her things quickly and get into the car. He offered no explanation until now, when he told her about Greek gods and monsters.

She was still eleven when her father died. Their car was flipped over on the side of the road. She hid in the grass as the monster ripped him apart.

She was twelve when she found a new family, a small group of children who were just like her. Demigods, trying to survive the monsters and make it somewhere safe. The same safe place that her father had been trying to take her to.

She was thirteen, and her new family was gone. She stumbled through the alleyways, blood splattered across her face and clothes while she gripped a sword tightly. She glanced back, trying to spot the monster, but she seemed to have lost it. She sank down against the wall and cried. She cried for Bruce, the oldest at sixteen and the self-proclaimed leader, who claimed to be a son of Athena. He was kind and smart, always knowing the right thing to do. She cried for Aria, who was fifteen and the leader when Bruce wasn't around, a daughter of Aphrodite. She knew you better than you knew yourself, and she cried for Kacey, who was only ten, a daughter of Hypnos. She slept a lot and didn't talk at all, but she was the sweetest person Claire had ever met. She cried for Bruce's dog, Skye, who had been the first to die.

She was still thirteen when she met a weird kid in a cardboard box. Cassidy looked around her age, but he could barely talk or count or read. He didn't know his age either. He was small and too skinny, and his curly hair was an unkempt mess; it was clear he'd tried cutting it himself. The oddest things were his eyes, which were a bright violet color, and the various scars and bruises on him.

He carried a knife everywhere he went, and he liked to steal stuff, even if he didn't need them. Even if it were hers and he'd given it to her. He also couldn't stay away from soda for the life of him. Claire was surprised nobody had kidnapped him yet. Cassidy also had odd habits. Whenever Claire got mad at him, he flinched back and looked afraid, like she might hurt him. Then he seemed to realize he was the one with the knife, so he just hissed at her like a wild cat and scurried up to the nearest high place.

Befriending Cassidy came with benefits, however, as he helped her survive, and when a leopard had come to lead Cassidy to camp, Claire had come along. There they met an odd man who claimed to be Cassidy's father. And Claire's, but he wouldn't talk to her until she got him a bottle of wine. She almost had until Chiron stepped in. Turns out he was only Cassidy's father. She didn't mind; he seemed unpleasant, and Cassidy looked terribly afraid of him.

Claire moved into the Hermes cabin; Luke was pretty nice, he reminded her of Bruce. Ethan was nice too, as were the Stoll brothers. She got along well with Cassidy's siblings too.

Claire was fourteen, almost fifteen, when he came out to her as non-binary and bi. They were the same age when Claire first kissed him.

Claire was fifteen when it all went downhill. She knew she shouldn't. She knew Cassidy would never forgive her. She knew Cassidy would never understand. But Cassidy had a cabin and siblings and a father they actually saw often. With one last look back, Claire plunged into the Labyrinth with the intention of finding and then joining the Titan army. Weeks later, she faced him in battle for the first time. The betrayed look on Cassidy's face was one she would never forget. It hurt worse than Cassidy's sword might have.

Claire was still fifteen. A bright green mist caused by her powers surrounded her. She chanted loudly with every intention of bringing the building down on the other demigods. Her abilities kept them from fighting back. Each time they rose, she forced them to collapse in pain. A new demigod approached. Cassidy. Claire hesitated. She couldn't hurt him. A dagger pierced her, and she fell to the ground in Cassidy's arms. The blood from her wound flowed freely, coating his hands in red. The dagger was dislodged from her abdomen. Claire inhaled for the final time as the clock struck midnight.

Claire Lewis was sixteen when she died. She stared up unblinkingly and limp, unaware of the demigods who struggled to their feet around her. Unaware of the way Cassidy cradled her body in their arms and sobbed until they were forced away from it. Unaware of the way Cassidy would spend the next half an hour crying and trying to scratch his own skin off in order to rid himself of the feeling of her blood on his hands. Unaware of the way he would never be able to look at his own hands again without seeing her blood or close his eyes without being reminded of her unblinking face staring up at him. She was completely and blissfully unaware as Thanatos collected her soul.

[everything-halfblood-aesthetic]

Ship Aesthetic - Daughter of Hecate x Son of Hephaestus

For @analogdetective

[littlefabala]

Nessarose Thropp - Daughter of Hecate - Cabin 20

[lientjiebok-does-art]

Here we have a WTF?! Tamora.

[hecates-tragic-daughter]

introduction post!!

🔮. ݁₊ ⋆.˚⊹ ٠ ࣪⭑. ݁˖. ݁₊⋆.˚ 💫

Name: Phoebe

Age: 12-15

Gender + Pronouns: Female | She/they

Sexuality: lesbian

Parentage: Hecate

Some Personality Traits: Kind, soft, caring, welcoming, friendly, mischievous, intelligent, talented, protective, sensitive, and tough.

Some of their Powers/Abilities: spells, curses, necromancy, shadow manipulation, mist manipulation and spells, summoning.

Love interest/crush: @daughter-ofthe-sunlight (unrequited)

🌙 . ݁₊ ⋆.˚⊹ ٠ ࣪⭑. ݁˖. ݁₊⋆.˚ 🗡️

[asvterias]

Hi, this is my very first time making a request and I wanted to know if you could make one with Clarisse with a girlfriend thats a daughter of hecate that just learned how to use her magic so she's not very good at controlling it. But they're playing capture and Chiron paired Ares and Athena cabin up after the two got into a fight over something petty that resulted in a brawl. But everyone else was free game, so heated was paired with Hermes cabin because they had the numbers and Heacate had the magic. But while Annabeth is going over positions, Clarisse keeps on looking at a spot in the trees that's a few yards from where their flag is, so as a way to get under her skin, she sends one of Ares' campers to tha area and she knews that they're really aggressive when it comes to capture the flag and because she wasn't assigned to a specific area, she follows behind him and sees him tackling her from the trees? The rest is up to you😊😊

Also, sorry that this is so long but I've had this in my head for weeks and Lome the idea of protective Clarisse

darling, it’s absolutely fine! i’m in love with this idea about i have to see i don’t really get the ending part, would u mind explaining that to me pls! <33

@dxddyissue

[daughterofthemoon22]

Join My youtube channel for videos on spiritual growth and evolvement <3

[pastelbatfandoms]

To all those that think they can hex or curse an Earth Angel, A once Dark Princess, Think again. The more you try and get me (or us) not to do something, the more I am going to do it.

Ya'll crazy if you think that black magic don't just bounce off me and return to you 10x over.

I have done my shadow work and come out the other side.

While Ya'll still struggling.

[campsupernova]

What did Briar do to the ghosts????

Great Question Anon! - Briar

[splinkghost]

This is why i stan Lou Ellen

the hecate kids could be the most powerful demigods if Rick let them holy fuck

[glowsticks-soda-and-magic]

Picrews

I liked this one so I made Cassidy, Claire and Genderbent Aiden (images in that order)

Also, yk that tag game going around where you make your younger and older self? I did that for my OCs

Cassidy

Picrews need better curly hair. Little Cassidy is traumatized, injured and sleep deprived. So is older Cassidy. The difference is that they're healing. And the reason younger Cassidy's hair looks so weird is because they cut it themselves.

All the future versions of my OCs have bad eye bags. Little Aiden actually lived a pretty good life before his dad died. The thing around their head is meant to symbolise the fact that Aiden is a glowstick™️

Claire

I keep changing her backstory so often it's annoying. Older Claire is that pale bc she's a ghost. Blood is from when she was killed by Cassidy and the people she killed. Also turns out you don't get good sleep in the Titan army who knew.