BLESSED / DEATH

macaria, goddess of blessed death, daughter of hades and persephone

[seraphicdeath]

SERAPHICDEATH; an independent and private roleplay blog for MAKARIA THE GODDESS OF BLESSED DEATH from greek mythology. based mostly on headcanons.

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[seraphicdeath]

peace is a rare thing for her to find, always had been, and for whatever unknown reason camp half-blood's grounds, among a few other places, usually granted her an easier segue way to finding a brief moment of respite. she'd been fond of this part of the world before the camp had existed and after it had remained a sanctuary of sorts.

she had been in the area for work and decided to wander the grounds of the camp for awhile. she'd walked along the shoreline and while she didn't care for the brightness of the sun above she could appreciate the beauty of the water. then she walked through the cabins, only slightly annoyed that her father was continually forgotten, on her way to the big house. her intention had been to lovingly bother check in on Dionysus but all those plans go out the window once she sees Pollux.

she doesn't blame him for worrying, there have been very few times that she has been met with anything less than worry, fear, and anger even as the goddess of blessed death. death is misunderstood and she very rarely holds that against those who don't view things as she does. she can see his concern before he even speaks and she would be lying if she said it doesn't tug at her heartstrings.

" nothing happened, everything is fine. your brother is resting. " she tucks her hands in her pockets and shrugs a little sheepishly, she hadn't bothered to think what her presence here would immediately mean to someone who had lost someone so recently. " i needed some time to be alone with my thoughts. this is one place i can do so. "

[ohlympns]

               HER   WORDS   EASED   HIS   MIND   WHICH   MADE   HIS   SHOULDERS   RELAX.   Castor   was   safe.   He   was   resting.   A   small   breath   was   exhaled   through   his   nose,   “   That’s…   that’s   good.   ”   Pollux   had   been   so   lost   since   his   brother’s   death.   He   was   used   to   his   presence   at   his   side,   and   now   when   he   walked   around   camp   it’s   just   so…   empty.   He   didn’t   realize   how   dependent   they   were   on   each   other.

               VIOLET   EYES   LOOKED   DOWN   AT   THE   GROUND   A   MINUTE,   “   WERE   you   on   your   way   to   The   Big   House?   ”   The   blond’s   voice   was   a   little   distant,   still   a   bit   lost,   “   I   was   headed   there   myself.   I   don’t   think   my   dad   is   there   if   you   were…   looking   for   him.   But,   I’m   sure   he   won’t   be   gone   long   since   you   know   he’s   dealing   out   a   punishment.   ”

               POLLUX   STRAIGHTENED   HIMSELF.   THE   SUN   ON   HIS   FACE   SEEPED   INTO   his   skin,   warming   his   soul,   “   Sorry   for,   uh…   bombarding   you   with   questions,   ”   he   turned   toward   the   direction   of   The   Big   House,   “   I   just   am,   um,   still   getting   used   to   him   gone,   ”   he   crossed   his   arms,   “   But,   yeah,   I   think   there   is   some   fresh   strawberries   picked   this   morning   in   there,   and   my   dad’s   favorite   types   of   fruit   juices   we   could   raid.   ”   a   tiny   smile   crept   at   the   edges   of   his   lips.  

[seraphicdeath]

She nods, taking in his words only just slightly disappointed that Dionysus isn't here. The grief practically drips off him, understandable but a little uncomfortable. She decides then that she can spare some more time to help him understand. Her work can wait, the dead aren't going anywhere. " I was. I was planning to bother your dad but I can bother you instead. I can try to answer some of your questions. " She squints in the direct sunlight before remembering the sunglasses perched on top of her dark hair and then pulls the hood of her jacket up to try to shield her face better. " I'd prefer to go inside, the sun is particularly bright today. Lead the way, Pollux."

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Tatiana Shmayluk- Jinjer

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Anza Borrego Desert State Park, California by Jim and Nina Pollock

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"Bowl of Water with Night Sky" 2023 oil painting by David Stanger

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jean paul gaultier spring-summer 2025 couture

[seraphicdeath]

question for you, how do we edit reblogs now. xkit no longer works?

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reblog if you are firmly against the use of AI in roleplay spaces. this is not the place for AI-written drivel or generated images.

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𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

🧑‍🤝‍🧑🧑‍🤝‍🧑how do they feel about having multiple partners at once? have they ever done it? 🪢do they have a kink? if so, what is it? 💸have they ever or would they ever accept money or gifts in exchange for sex? 🍆how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners? 🌙do they need an emotional connection or are one-night-stands an option? 🫂how do they feel about friends with benefits? 🍒how old were they when they lost their virginity? to whom? was it significant? 🏳️‍🌈what’s their sexual orientation? have they ever experimented outside of that [for more binary orientations such as heterosexual/homosexual]? 👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more? ↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch? 🛏️what’s their favorite position? 🔢what’s their body count? 🕒what’s the longest time they went without engaging in sexual activity with a partner? [masturbation doesn’t count] 👀how do they feel about voyeurism? exhibitionism? 🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public? 🤪what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual? ❤️‍🔥what’s their most erogenous zone? 💋do they like to kiss while having sex? do they cuddle afterward? 💦what’s their immediate post-orgasm reaction? 🫶what does after care look like for them?

[seraphicdeath]

starter call

[seraphicdeath]

[source] D - What are your muses deepest desires?

Ouija | ACEEPTING | @hellenespride

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Macaria's deepest desire is to be less lonely.

Death is often misunderstood and even feared, it t doesn't help when most people beg to more time or try to talk their ways out of their own death that has already come to pass when death comes for them. Although Macaria is the goddess of blessed death that doesn't mean everyone has made their peace with moving on or is even willing to entertain the idea that their time is up.

What she does is often very lonely, the only interactions she has some days are with humans and their souls once they pass. Also death is a hard concept to be surrounded by constantly, for that to be your sole purpose for being I would think that doesn't help with her feeling lonely either.

Macaria spends a lot of time in the human world surrounded by beings with a finite life span, she also often gets too involved in certain human's lives if she's taken an interest in them and gets her hopes up that something will happen to delay the inevitability that is death. Her cycle of getting too attached and then getting upset when someone she's taken an interested in dies isn't healthy at all and yet she keeps doing it, expecting different results.

I would say Macaria is viewed more favorably than other gods or beings of other forms of death but she is still death at the end of the day and humans get real weird when confronted with their end.

[seraphicdeath]

LEAST FAVORITES

MUSE NAME:  Macaria Chthonios

LEAST FAVORITE NICKNAME:  doesn't have a least favorite nickname

LEAST FAVORITE COLOR:  she likes most colors but maybe a bright yellow.

LEAST FAVORITE SEASON:  enjoys all the season as they are important to the balance between life and death.

LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF WEATHER:  doesn't enjoy tropical storms if that is considered a type of weather

LEAST FAVORITE — HOT OR COLD:  humidity. doesn't mind hot or cold, hates humidity.

LEAST FAVORITE HOLIDAY:  probably Christmas solely for the fact that it’s such a religious(Christian) holiday, she can appreciate the holiday for the spirit of giving and quality time with friends and family.

LEAST FAVORITE FOOD:  bland foods 

LEAST FAVORITE FLAVOR:  chickpeas.

LEAST FAVORITE DRINK:  water. she feels like its kind of pointless to have to drink something with no taste.

LEAST FAVORITE SCENT:  sulfur

LEAST FAVORITE SOUND:  the sound of human bones with no cartilage rubbing together. its her equivalent of nails on a chalkboard. has been known to make her gag more than once.

LEAST FAVORITE BOOK:  that smutty book series that was originally written as fanfic that doesn't depict the B.D.S.M dynamics in the right way, iykyk. mac is a fan of spicy books and is a big reader of various genres but she can't get over the lack of aftercare and the lack of communication in those particular books.

LEAST FAVORITE MOVIE/LEAST FAVORITE TV SHOW :  enjoys movies and all modern forms of entertainment but a movie or tv show portrays her father/her family/someone she loves incorrectly its an automatic no from her and she won't continue to watch. also hates anything political.

LEAST FAVORITE SCHOOL SUBJECT OR AREA OF STUDY:  surprisingly history. often history is written by the victors and from their perspective. also she's barely mentioned anywhere and she took that personal.

LEAST FAVORITE ASPECT OF THEIR JOB:  really really hates to take people who don't deserve to die/aren't done with their story, specifically children/innocents. there have been several hundred thousand souls that she has felt so badly about how they died that she will either return their souls and hope it doesn't fuck things up too bad or she will immediately reincarnate them. the fates don't like that.

LEAST FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER:  n/a

LEAST FAVORITE PERSON:  depends on time and place but she doesn't really have a least favorite person. it's Sisyphus

LEAST FAVORITE TRAIT IN OTHERS:  arrogance or pity.

LEAST FAVORITE PLACE:  Tartarus.

LEAST FAVORITE THING TO TALK ABOUT/LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT THEMSELVES:  herself. how lonely she is.

LEAST FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION:  doesn't have a least favorite, likes them all and all of them have their uses.

LEAST FAVORITE DAILY CHORE/ LEAST FAVORITE SUPER POWER:  it's not a chore as it is a daily occurrence. she can hear when anyone living mentions her name, it's a constant ongoing hum. her least favorite thing ever even if it does allow her to hear who prays to her or talks shit.

LEAST FAVORITE STYLE OF CLOTHING:  prefers to stick to the metal/goth/emo/punk genres when she's choosing clothes for herself. doesn't really care for bright clothes. also judges silently what someone is wearing, usually won't say anything to them but if the fit is real bad she'll make sure they see her do a full head to toe check on them.

LEAST FAVORITE ACTIVITY:  meditating, also pilates because she doesn't have time for that but tried it a couple times and doesn't like it.

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT HUMANITY IN GENERAL:  the corruption, the hypocrisy. 

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT BEING IN LOVE:  the uncertainty, the vulnerability. also if the person she's in love with is human she also has to worry about how much time they have together. most humans that she's been in love with once they've died have always been given blessed deaths and are then given a choice between keeping their memories from their human life or drinking from the river lethe and losing all memories of their human life and being able to be reincarnated, most all of those she's been in love with over the years have chose to drink from the river lethe and be reincarnated.

LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT DEATH:  how misunderstood is it, by not only humans but other gods too.

TAGGED BY:  i stole it from myself.

TAGGING: @morteuse, @youllbeinmywake, whoever would like to do it. feel free to tag me so I can see your responses! 

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[soracities]

“suddenly / darkness, suddenly only darkness.”

— Richard Siken, from ‘Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out’