#demigod aesthetics

[ancientsstudies]

Poseidon

The outer walls are rough gray stone with pieces of seashell and coral and look like the bottom of the ocean floor.

[l0ve-dov3]

where the sun shines.

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!!!!

“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.

[silentghostboy]

Happy Birthday, Seaweed Brain

[kind-hufflepuff]

MAL AS A HALF DEMIGOD OF HADES AND HALF DARK FAE

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Son of Athena! Charles X Son of Ares! Erik

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Nico di Angelo mood board

@newtandmalfoy hope u like it :)

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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!

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208 out of 100…

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[bluberimufim]

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!

[l0ve-dov3]

where the sun shines. | 11

percy jackson x demeter! reader

summary: in which you and percy have finished swimming, and are left with the waves and soft-spoken thoughts.

warnings: none!

word count: 409

The moon cast a ray of light over Long Island Sound, the splash of the ocean overcoming an eerie silence. You and Percy Jackson sat silently, feet just touching the water as you lay in the sand.

Tonight, you and Percy snuck out to the beach; crossing the activity off your summertime bucket list. You’d spent the past week pacing around camp half-blood, fulfilling your duties as a counselor, and were in desperate need of a break.

The only person who let you relax was Percy, so of course he had to be there.

“Do you do this often?” the boy spoke gently, earning the attention of your tired eyes. You couldn’t help but notice how the moonlight did wonders for his features.

“Only when I feel lost.”

“Lost?” Percy spoke, raising a brow. He turned his head, expecting to meet your eyes, but you were already re-focused on the sky.

“Like…” you sighed gently, “Like when the sky feels a little bit grey, and every glance feels a bit more like a stare. On the days i don’t know where to turn, i look to the moon.”

There was a silence. a soft, comfortable silence that left your friend sinking in its warmth. Percy’s eyes lingered on your turned-away face, almost allured by the way you spoke to the sky so sleepily. Your words had fallen so smooth on his ears, and with each syllable came a rush of serenity.

He wondered if your voice always sounded this nice, or if he was just sleepy.

“The stars.” you whispered, yawning. “They remind me of your eyes.”

Percy’s heart froze in his chest. “My eyes?” he returned, a breathless chuckle escaping his lips. A wave splashed the balls of his feet, and he shivered at the striking cold.

“I said your eyes, didn’t I percy?” you chuckled. His name felt so right on your lips. “I usually mean the things I say.”

Percy scoffed, though it wasn’t a product of real annoyance. His eyes remained focused on you, and he nearly jumped when you met his eyes:

Deep, swirling with sleepiness, and something else he couldn’t quite place.

Your eyes were beautiful.

“Y/n?”

“Yes, Percy?” your voice sounded as soothing as the waves. Face softening from tiredness, you looked at Percy intently, and he returned your gaze with twice as much fervor.

“Do you always feel this poetic at night?”

“No,” you breathed, “just when i’m with you”

[silentghostboy]

I just wanted to have a picnic…..

[kind-hufflepuff]

STEVE HARRINGTON AS A SON OF APHRODITE

[resetthestars-oncemore]

Camp Half-Blood Cabin Aesthetics

Part II

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Having Apollo as your godly parent can feel like…

But it can also feel like this :o

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 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.”

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daughter of aphrodite