at the crossroads

“And she conceived and bore Hecate whom Zeus the son of Cronos honored above all... she holds, as the division was at the first from the beginning, privilege both in earth, and in heaven, and in sea.” [ Independent RP blog for Hekate, Greek goddess of magic, crossroads, moon, ghosts and necromancy. Semi selective, but very open to OOC interaction/plotting. Mun is 18+ Please read my About and Rules pages before interaction!]

[wilsonpatricks-deactivated20191]

Georgina Haig should be illegal

[captainheroism]

#in another life #king bellamy and queen elsa shared sexual tension and more #under the aussie sun

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

@deathnwine

       obsidian eyes are narrowed, part out of distrust, part out of scrutiny. menacing aura lays about her, and though she appears little more than young girl hardly a couple years his senior, there is something that suggests she could crush him like a bug under heel if she so chose it.

     ❛    so... you are the one my lou ellen has been so enamored with as of late?   ❜

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

matrimonii

       bow of head is given in respect to the other and title held. though titaness yields to none, neither king nor queen of this new regime, she does not attempt to test their authority. so long as respect owed is granted to her, she will in kind return gesture. 

          ❛    merry met, m'lady hera. what can magic do for you on this                                  fine winter's day?   ❜

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

      concentration of power draws magic's attention, bringing her from below crust of earth to walk once more upon mortal plane. she has not felt such desire to do so since the last time the young pupils of uagadou had called her forth in ceremony to consult wisdom of ancestor spirits. she is well aware of the various magical schools of the world, knows well how her followers flock to these places, seeking refuge and sanctity, as well as a place to hone skills she'd granted them.

        yet this is one she has not felt before. perhaps another has been formed? though how it had gone so long without her knowledge...

        shadows whisper as force rushes through it, chthonic deity melding into dark, magic herself coursing through the air without corporal form. she watches like omnipresence, seeing all, hearing all, feeling all. she feels the draw, the give and take of magic as students pull it from the air, from within, to cast spells, expelling it in different form. magic. she watches, and indeed she sees that this is a school. but who could have formed this place?

        form ripples into being, not one of pure divinity, but that of young girl. magic seems to pour out of her, as natural as breathing, and when obsidian eyes fall upon a person, she can see them shiver, can see them recognize the otherworldly feeling she emits. but they cannot place it, cannot decipher who she is. they have no clue a titaness walks among them.

                  ❛  are you the one in charge of this school, m'lady?  ❜

[askmetaking-deactivated20150117]

UNCOMFORTABLE ANON TIME

Send in anons to make my muses extremely uncomfortable, anon or not! Make them flustered! Make them blush! Make them nervous!

[planetearthe]

IMPERSONATE MY CHARACTER IN MY INBOX I WANNA SEE WHAT YOU GUYS THINK OF THIS LIL SHIT

[rp-ask-box-memes-blog-blog-blog]

Ask my character about their life as a child.

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[inboxideas]

You've got the entirety of one ask to try and get my character to hit yours.

[androginking]

best advice

[gentlemansoldierarchive-blog-de]

Reblog if you're willing to do fairly violent RPs

[badinnuendo]

Bonnie Bennett | Episode 1 - 8

[godwithalaurelcrown-blog]

:Open:

[godwithalaurelcrown-blog]

"Darling, I was special enough to get the message thank you for singling me out." Apollo chuckled, at least she was clever enough to try and get his attention through means he might find favorable. He enjoyed poems, sonnets, anything of the like however there was some merit in her analysis, it wasn’t the first thing he expected when someone showed up so unexpectedly. "I don’t spend as much time there as I used to, however, if you’d like me to keep an eye on the girl I can do that for you, if you wish." 

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

        she huffs, shoulders rolling back as posture straightens, chin lifting so she no longer looks through lashes. though jovial nature of conversation remains. 

            ❛   I thought it proper protocol to alert another immortal when intent to                                cross into their territory. had I not informed you myself, you may                                have interpreted such an act as my declaration of ill intentions or                                my desire to steal your lands, which could have resulted in grave                                misunderstanding and maybe even war.                                            I sought only to make certain no such thing would happen.                                I would have done so for any other immortal. you're not that                                special apollo.    ❜

        brow arches at offer, and she actually takes a moment to consider before shaking her head.

            ❛   thank you for the offer, but that is unnecessary. circe has always                                been slightly... wary of men. turns them to pigs and all. I'm sure                                she wouldn't do that to you, but I think it's better not to tempt                                the fates.     ❜

[tamerxofxhorses-archive-blog]

Poseidon looked at her and glared, she walked around for centuries as if everything was hers. This was his home and she was not welcomed here. He turned his heel he had problems with trusting titans since the fall of his father and the others. She may have helped his brother and the rest of his family but he didn’t have to trust one. He tried to stay out of Zeus’s affairs. He took a deep breath. “Put it back Witch.” He said with the taste of bitterness coming off his tongue. “I don’t have time for what you have to say.” He told her. He walked up to her and glared down . He looked at what was surrounding them. He was not afraid of her and he will never be scared of someone that he thought was lower than him.

"I desire it, I found it and brought back here. " He told her. "Why do you want it?…" He hissed at her as he walked closer to her. His heart raced against his chest and pounded, pounded so hard he could feel the vibrations. Vibrations that you could probably feel against the earth from a stampede of horses making their way to safety.

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

        she did not believe everything to be hers. only that which was rightfully hers. she had been granted domain in sky, sea, land, and underworld. it had been her birthright long before the second son of chronos was even conceived, and this had been carried into the new era by decree of the king of the gods. it belonged to her, and she would not hand it over to the god simply because he was throwing a childish fit. 

            ❛   I am not a witch. I am magic itself. I am the dark side of the moon.                                   I am the mother of necromancy, the darkest art. I am a titaness.                                   and I will not be ordered by you, Poseidon.    ❜

        he glowers down at her, so she begins to stand. though smaller in stature than him, she does not let such a thing cow her. she will not bend under his heel as so many others do. she will not fall under the commands of a tyrant like him. she would sooner lie with zeus. 

            ❛   in other words, you stole it. you took it from its rightful place and                             brought it back here. and now that I come to retrieve it, you dare                             claim it belongs to you. it does not. it is mine, and it is needed for                             a ritual to be conducted this yuletide.    ❜

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

ships are all well && good, but give me friendships. platonic, work colleagues, ships that didn’t work out so just stayed friends, high school friends, online friends, friends that argue all the time, friends that never argue, male/female friend pairings, male/male friends, female/female friends, you get the idea.

hell, give me enemies, at each other’s throats and willing to kill, or even just rivals in a silly talent show or smth. give me relatives, give me strangers, give me deception and manipulation, layers upon layers of interactions that don’t always have to be romantic. intimacy can be shown by platonic cuddles && movie nights.

concert friends, unlikely friends, friends who go way back. i want unrequited friendships/ships too; one likes the other, as a friend or more, and the other couldn’t care less. i repeat, it’s not all about getting laid; there’s nothing wrong with writing what you like, but really, don’t narrow yourself down when there’s so many possibilities.

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

        posture is stiff. not from fear, for she does not fear him. she has never feared him. not when he sought her aid in the first titan god war, nor when he ascended throne and became king. her father was the destroyer, her mother the original prophetess, and she is magic incarnate. he cannot force her to compliance and dominate her as he does so many others. she stands his equal, if not greater. and she commands his respect, a thing hard earned and pried from greedy hands of a childish man.

        no, she stands stiff for she loathes this place, always has. the mount does not appeal to one such as she. she is the goddess of too dark nature to enjoy dwelling in the light, and he knows so. which is why he pleasures so much in calling her forth for meaningless demands. it's his way of exerting some control over her, for he knows he cannot rule over her in others.

        teeth grind together in irritation, for the entire time they have stood here, the king has remained silent, smug in her discomfort. part of her calls to knock that look from his face and demand he pay her respect demanded by one of her stature, one of her power. she is older than he, and much wiser. she breaks first, unable to stand this anymore. she wishes nothing more than to return home, to the underworld. she has things to do. things more important than appeasing the ego of an insecure little boy.

            ❛   lord zeus. you summoned me?    ❜

[tamerxofxhorses-archive-blog]

He looked at the witch and glared at her. It was the fact that she 

came into his domain. Took what belong there. What he put there. His brother may have respected this woman but he on the other hand did not. He did when he was around others but there was something about her he just did not trust nor like. He watched her and shook his head. “It was here, and it’s mine.” He stated.

[crossroadsxmagic-blog]

        eyes narrow, fury clear within obsidian depths. eyes that normally speak of her mother, the prophetess, show hidden nature. the blood of perses the destroyer runs through her veins, and though such demeanor rarely rears forth, something about the god of the sea draws it out of her. she cannot say what it is about him that make her seethe and her blood boil in fury. perhaps it is his insolence. or his excessive ego, or any number of his other faults. something about him brings forth the violence that dwells within her like sleeping giant since the war passed.

        the war in which his side would not have won without her aid, she may add. this boy has never recognized that everything he has now came from the sacrifices of others, that even his own rule comes from the true god of the sea stepping aside to allow spoilt prince a pedestal on which to sit. ire burns bright within her, and magic flares in response to its mistress' fury. something burns bright and then spontaneous bursts apart, dark ash and fragments of whatever she broke raining down around them like the black ash that fell upon pompeii.

            ❛   just because something is housed within your domain does not mean you have higher claim upon it than she who it truly belongs to. and it is not as though you truly desire it, given it was little more than paperweight when I attempted to retrieve it.    ❜