broken, alone and afraid;

when i try to explain, the words run away Phoenix Saunders, 16, demigod son of Persephone. Counsellor of Cabin =21.

[springphee]

“It obviously it can’t be all bad then.” He jokes with a grin. “Nice to meet you Jamie. Now, what do you reckon we can do here?” He’s grinning, and he can’t help himself. He just feels so much better and happier now that he has sunlight shining down on him. Whenever they are, half of him wishes he could stay here forever.

[jamiericci]

“Well, there’s flowers. You can tell me all about them and in return, I’ll sing you a couple of songs?” Jamie offered, seeing Phoenix brighten just at the mention of flowers.

[springphee]

He grins at the idea. That’s pretty much all he’d ever want, really. “Right now we’re surrounded by red roses, which are a show of love, white roses, which mean purity, and pink roses which mean gratitude or joy. Lots of positive emotions.”

[springphee]

“It obviously it can’t be all bad then.” He jokes with a grin. “Nice to meet you Jamie. Now, what do you reckon we can do here?” He’s grinning, and he can’t help himself. He just feels so much better and happier now that he has sunlight shining down on him. Whenever they are, half of him wishes he could stay here forever.

[jamiericci]

springphee:

Phoenix frowns. He’d been in his new cabin, settling in and trying to clear out some things that had belonged to previous campers, when he blinks and suddenly, he’s not in the cabin any more. He begins to splutter, searching for the words to explain how he feels when another voice beats him to it. “Exactly what I was thinking.” 

“I’m not sure I know you either?” Jamie said, looking at the camper who had spoken. He looked really confused, like he wanted to run away but he didn’t know where they were. “Do you like flowers?” The son of Morpheus asked, gesturing to the flowers around them.

[springphee]

A grin forms, and Phoenix feels a bit like his normal self for once. The sunshine is doing wonders for his mood, as is all the flowers that surround them. “It’s kinda my thing.” He kids, not wanting to sound like he takes himself too seriously. “Phoenix, head and only member of the Persephone cabin.” He offers a hand, his mood brighter than it had been all day.

[jamiericci]

Jamie was hiding in his cabin when he suddenly felt himself get transported to a different place. Around him were bushes of flowers, and a guitar leaning on the wall. He didn’t know what was happening, except for the fact that he knew he wasn’t at camp. “What the fuck?”

@springphee

[springphee]

Phoenix frowns. He’d been in his new cabin, settling in and trying to clear out some things that had belonged to previous campers, when he blinks and suddenly, he’s not in the cabin any more. He begins to splutter, searching for the words to explain how he feels when another voice beats him to it. “Exactly what I was thinking.” 

[springphee]

anneliesegarrett:

Nellie stopped before Phoenix, her expression softening. She’d overheard some of the Hermes kids talking about how someone had gotten claimed and come to see. She figured that a hearty congratulations wasn’t in order this time, though, given the look on his face. “I’m not here to yell at you about that.” She sat next to him, resting her arms on her own knees. “What’s up?”

He recognises Nellie, and any bitter intentions fall away. He knows that she wouldn’t be trying to get rid of him any sooner than he wanted to go. He smiles as she sits down next to him. A friendly face was exactly what he needed right now. “I just got claimed, but the cabin’s empty. I’m gonna be alone. You’ve seen how bad I get.” Phoenix’s voice is barely a whisper. It’s clear he’s scared.

[springphee]

danny-martin:

Danny raised an eyebrow, urging Phoenix to continue. He didn’t really want to assume and say the wrong thing. Reaching out, he held onto the other’s hand before squeezing gently. “You don’t have to feel scared, Phee. Let me help you.”

Phoenix takes a deep breath. How does he even try to explain this? He shuffles in his seat nervously, biting down hard on his bottom lip as he searches for the words. “I don’t know what I like.” He admits, his eyes falling to his feet.

[springphee]

His face is bitter, his chin resting on his knees. The day he had been dreading had finally come, and Phoenix had been right all along; he would end up somewhere without people who would be able to look after him when the tough mornings came. He’s fighting to keep himself together not wanting anyone to ask him what’s wrong on what should be a happy day. He knows that the rest of the unclaimed demigods would love to be in his position, to have an empty cabin and to know who your parent is, but that’s just not what he wants. Phoenix hears footprints behind him, and he looks up to see who’d approached him. “I’m moving my bags, I swear.” He promises, then sighs.

[springphee]

THE CLAIMING {SELF PARA}

Location: The edge of the forest, where a small flower garden lies Time: Roughly 1 pm Triggers: Loneliness, anxiety, panic attacks

So many emotions course through him. Phoenix had felt so confused. The emblem of the goddess Persephone was displayed above him, and for the first time, there’s a sense of relief. He doesn’t feel like a freak, and the sense of uncertainty leaves him, but that all changes when he realises; he knows nothing about any potential siblings he may have. Phoenix is convinced that, perhaps, he might not have any siblings at all. No one to help him figure out what’s happening to him, to teach him how to use his powers. 

His worst fears were coming true, and there’s nothing he can do about it.

As soon as he moves from his bed in the Hermes cabin to this new place, where he could be alone, for whoever knows how long, until another child with the same mother comes to live with him. He begins to hyperventilate, sitting down at the edge of this small garden. It had been dead, full of wilting and frost covered plants, but the longer he sat here, the more flowers began to bloom. He recognises their meanings in the flower language. 

A yellow rose, for joy and friendship. A willow, meaning sadness. A zinnia, to represent thoughts of absent friends. A pussy willow, for motherhood. 

That final flower is when he stops concentrating, and reading into their meanings. He suddenly becomes aware of the fact that this is all real. He recalled speaking of how claimings happened to someone so long ago, and now, it’s finally happened. He belongs here. He is a demigod, and a son of Persephone. He takes a moment to calm himself as a warm breeze blows through the air. 

You’re okay, Phoenix. You’re okay.

[springphee]

danny-martin:

“You look entirely lost in your thoughts.” Danny answered gently, looking at Phoenix with concern. “You can tell me anything, Phee. But if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.” He nudged the other camper lightly with his shoulder. “You don’t have to be alone with your thoughts.”

He makes it sound so easy. For a second, part of him considers it; telling him everything that plagues him right now, everything that makes him feel like a freak, besides the whole demigod thing. His feelings and emotions make less and less sense the more he thinks about it. He shakes it off, turning to face Danny. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He admits, deciding that maybe it’s okay to open up sometimes.

[danny-martin]

Danny sat down beside Phoenix, nudging him lightly with his shoulder. It seemed like the other camper was getting lost in his thoughts. “Hey, Phee.” He said softly, a small smile on his face. Hopefully it looked comforting to the other. “Are you okay?”

@springphee

[springphee]

He pauses, looking up. How has he been able to tell? Phoenix knew that at the worst of times, he was an easy person to read; the metaphor about the open book had been used to describe him more times than he would care to admit to. “What do you mean?” He questions, biting his lip, full well knowing that Danny’s caught him in a moment where he can’t say he’s fine. He’s too concerned with his thoughts, all so confusing.

[springphee]

ask meme: his fave number that's 45 and below

He likes the number 35, because he’s never been good at maths, but when doing his timestables, he was always good at 5 times tables, and 35 meant he was getting closer to the end. 

[danny-martin]

“You know, for someone that hasn’t been back here for at least a year, I expected my siblings to at least have a stripper welcome me back.” Danny said as he slung his bag on his shoulder. “Not that I don’t mind having you welcome me, of course… Important question, do you have anything that can bleach my eyeballs? I walked across a guy wearing a pink velour track suit with Juicy written all over his ass and I need to forget it ever happened.”

[springphee]

He chuckles. “Sorry I’m not quite the greeting you were expecting, I suppose I’ve got something to live up to, then?” Phoenix questions, raising his eyebrow and offering a grin.

[springphee]

Phoenix Theodore Saunders; - an aesthetic

[springphee]

The golden glimmer in his eyes makes him look happier than normal. Phoenix half wishes that he could be as driven as this Eidolon was, which he knows is bad to think. The more he thinks, the more he finds to beat himself up for. The Eidolon has been quite clear that it really doesn’t like the internal conflict, but he can’t help himself. You’re an easy target, you’re no use to anyone here or at home, which makes you dispensable, especially to the enemy. He thinks bitterly. The Eidolon stops walking and hisses verbally. The momentary lapse in patience is over as quickly as it came on, and it returns to invading his thoughts. You will stop, or I will hurt who you care for. You can’t hide anything from me. 

[ivyofthesea]

Ivy felt her body move towards the commotion outside, ever since she woke up that morning it was hard to know if she was in control or something else was. She felt it there, but everything felt blurred together. The one moment of satisfaction she had was when she saw the golden eyes in her reflection, but the joke was on this unwanted guest. Ivy had absolutely zero fighting skills to benefit from. 

But as much as she tried, she couldn’t hide her mind from the monster. It knew who she knew, it knew what she knew, and it knew her daughter was with Liam right now. Her golden eyes flashed as she headed toward Liam’s cabin, not bothering to notice who might come up to her.

[springphee]

He noticed her pace, a giveaway sign that there something good that they could be getting up to. He runs to catch up to her, a grin on his face. “What’ve you discovered? Where are we going?” The Eidolon asks with the excitement of a puppy dog on Christmas day. 

[victory-for-bam]

Bambi isn’t sure what’s going on but the next thing she knows, she’s not in control of her body. It’s like she fell asleep but she’s wide awake and is watching in horror as she can’t control the fact that her body is attacking innocent fellow campers. She can’t even vocally say how scared and horrified she is at what’s going on.

She wipes some blood off of the small blades Lily gifted her for Christmas and hears footsteps nearby. “Who’s there?” Bambi asks, her voice coming out without her consent and in such a malicious tone she can’t believe she was ever capable of making.

[springphee]

He chuckles. “You’re in the presence of an ally, don’t worry.” He assures her. “This one’s useless, though. You got lucky. All he does is cry, waste time, and make stupid videos. He can’t fight, and he doesn’t even have any abilities. I feel like all I can do is watch over anyone we capture.” The Eidolon moans, rolling his head back as he lets out a load sigh. “It’s nice being in a body again though. I’ve missed this.” He eventually concludes, fixing the hair, which is spiked comically in all directions.

[lucysunderground]

mythology moodboards: Persephone 

“She who walks the floors of hell finds the key to the gates of her own heaven, buried there like a seed.”