#riodanverse roleplay

[goblin-demeter-boy]

“Collector of treasure, son of nature.”

Leif Ember || 16 || he/him || Demeter || trans + demi + poly ||

Powers: the ability to mentally and/or physically summon, control and manipulate plants and vegetation — communication with animals — can makes things rot / decay

Likes: collecting, nature, friends and family, exploring, ‘nerd stuff’

Dislikes: being made fun of

Taglist: @yourlocalshvt @eligha-child-of-hades @quillis-climbs-trees l

Divider by @strangergraphics

[this-is-homophobic]

Open roleplay

Tw: mild gore, ptsd mention, description of a panic attack

Look, Lityerses might be a former child solider. He might have been raised to fight everything that he can see. He might have so many scars sometimes he forgets what he looks like without them, but he’s not truamatized.

He’s not, really. So when he walked by that arena and all he hears is metal clashing on metal, swears, suddenly he’s seeing blood and watching all he knew crumble and the ground seems to swallow him whole and he can’t breathe-

He doesn’t even know he’s doing it, grabbing his chest, desperate for his lungs to fill but each breath only gives him less air and his head is spinning and he’s back.

He’s back and he’s as helpless as before.

[pheeny-bird]

Phoenix ~𖤓

MASTERPOST

Just call me Phoenix (Phee and/or Pheeny is also fine)

She/they/her

I have no clue if I have a godly parent or not at this point.

Someone PLEASE tell Chiron to make the Hermes cabin bigger or just make a separate cabin..

TAGS

#[Phoenix-Speaks] in character answers and post

#[Busy-Bird] ooc answers and post

#[Flame-Exchange] interactions with other blogs

RULES

NO NSFW ASKS. Suggestive jokes are allowed

Magic anons/asks are allowed!!

Please don't send rude asks to take any answers personally, if you don't like something or this blog just scroll or block and move on

This is a Percy Jackson/Riordan universe specific blog although crossovers are allowed

Have fun and enjoy your time :>

OTHER THINGS OF NOTE

Please call me (Mod) Jackie! I am a minor running this blog, hence no nsfw asks

This is an oc blog so lore asks are fine

MASTERPOST MIGHT CHANGE IN THE FUTURE!!!

[pjo-rp-center]

Masterpost

Rules:

❥Be nice to the mod (Liz)!

❥You can summit as many blogs you want

❥You don't have to own the blog, it can just be a blog you think is cool

❥It HAS to be a roleplay blog for Riodanverse characters (PJO/Kane Chorales/Magnus Chase) for it's masterpost/intropost to be rebloged

❥This is NOT a roleplay blog, so don't send roleplay asks

Taglist:

#🌊} AU characters

#🌊} Background characters

#🌊} Multi-character blogs

#🌊} PJO OCs

#🌊} Gods

#🌊} Mortals

#🌊} Greeks

#🌊} Romans

#🌊} Dead characters

#🌊} Members of the Seven

#🌊} Mod talks

#🌊} General answered asks

My main: @elithedemigod

[sophia-goddess-of-spring]

Sophia hadn’t grown up very close to her little brother but she still cared for him even if she was more often than not busy with her own children and her marital issues. Turns out being married to a certain sun god wasn’t easy. However she would gladly take the time to take care of her mother’s children that were oft neglected. Lityrses was among those children.

Now had Sophia liked Midas? Not at all. She’d always thought him to be a selfish prick. Especially for his treatment of his daughter. And when she’d heard of what he tried to do the Hunters of Artemis and successfully attempted with his poor daughter Zoe.

But she still cared for Lit. So when she noticed the reaction this got from him her maternal instincts took over and she hugged him as she rubbed her hand along his back soothingly.

“It’s alright, Lit. I’m here. I’m never going to let that happen to you again. You’re going to be okay.”

Open roleplay

Tw: mild gore, ptsd mention, description of a panic attack

Look, Lityerses might be a former child solider. He might have been raised to fight everything that he can see. He might have so many scars sometimes he forgets what he looks like without them, but he’s not truamatized.

He’s not, really. So when he walked by that arena and all he hears is metal clashing on metal, swears, suddenly he’s seeing blood and watching all he knew crumble and the ground seems to swallow him whole and he can’t breathe-

He doesn’t even know he’s doing it, grabbing his chest, desperate for his lungs to fill but each breath only gives him less air and his head is spinning and he’s back.

He’s back and he’s as helpless as before.