𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈

“ i thought once that gods are the opposite of d e a t h , but i see now they are more dead than anything , for they are unchanging , and can hold nothing in their h a n d s . ”

[theoses]

                     theoses   .   private   .   multi-muse   .

                          penned  by  moon  ,  25   , est ,   they / them 

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muses featured :   

alex   sawyer   ,   22   yrs   ,   child  of  apollo   (   hwang yeji   )

cassia  blake  ,   30  yrs  ,  child  of  hades  (   phoebe tonkin   )

celeste   yun   ,   25   yrs   ,   child  of  zeus  (   kim minji   )   

coming soon : 

silas   reed   ,   25   yrs   ,   child  of  hypnos   (   zayn malik   )

minseo   kang   ,   24   yrs   ,   child   of   aphrodite   (   park chaeyoung   ) 

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[theoses]

“ah yes, two things i don’t have.” though from behind his book, he does crack a smile. alex is quite possibly the only person who can pull one out of him, and though he’s sure she knows that, he’s not giving her the satisfaction of knowing when she succeeds. “i’d be worried about cavities or other health issues, but –” he lets the sentence fall off there, knowing the rest of it can be left unsaid. “still, i can be concerned with your lack of taste.”

the change in mood is alarming, enough to make him close his book and hop up. the concerned brother act is new to him – he didn’t even have much of a relationship with the mortal brother he’d grown up with, but it was different with alex. unfortunately so, maybe. “none taken, but – romance isn’t always all it’s cracked up to be.”

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    𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄  𝐈𝐍  their house -- cheerful, mischievous, accident-prone. while it had a certain element of charm, it left her in the ever-growing shadow of all the golden children she was related to. full of sunshine and good naturedness. a sort of built-in perfection that alex knew she’d never quite come close to -- as much as she loved them all it left a chasm between them from her end. being the problem child wasn’t a role she hated to play, but it did lead to her never being taken seriously. outside of rhys, tate was the only one who didn’t abide by that when it came to alex.

    “ it’s sweet -- what’s there not to like about it ? “ besides the gasoline taste, of course. “ if romance isn’t all that, it’d be nice to find out for myself. ” she wrinkles her nose in thought, as if to try and put her finger on the problem. “ i don’t even really care about all of that. it’s just like... ” she shrugs, reaching to snatch her slushie back as if gulping it down and giving herself a brain freeze would help the words come to her. “ it’s like dude, i’m eating a large pizza alone at a carnival. you know ? ”

[theoses]

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he’s barely looked up from his book all night, and the few times he has were only to reach for a prize for whomever had manipulated the odds enough to win; it’s alarming how little he cares for upholding the rules. it’s a cheesy carnival game that he’s not being paid to work, and he doesn’t have to pay for losses, and zeus kids get to fluff their superiority complexes – win / win, right?

he takes the cup without looking, though he should know better than to blindly trust anything alex gives him. one sip and he grimaces, the combo of syrupy sweet mixed with alcohol melding into a cough syrup-like concoction. “this is awful; how do you drink this?” he sets it down on the counter next to him and returns his eyes to his book, though he knows it’s a pointless endeavor so long as alex is nearby. he raises an eyebrow at her question and glances at his watch. “should be; just waiting for someone to relieve me, i guess. nobody else would do bumper cars with you?” he finds it hard to believe, but here she is hanging out with him. “i guess i could deal with one round on the bumper cars.”

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     𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 sparks a devilish bout of laughter and she tips her head back just as she throws another ring through the air, surprised when it actually lands on the mark and cheering loudly for herself. “ with a positive attitude and the desire to get drunk. ” she answers as though it’s the most simple concept in the world. “ plus, someone bought it for me. beggars can’t be choosers, and i love sweet stuff ! ” it was a big upgrade from the half-drunk fishbowls she picked up off the bar when she was at the end of her pay, dangers be damned.

     “ no, nobody is doing bumper cars with me. ” her expression suddenly turns sour. “ i guess that’s what happens when there’s a romantic carnival and everyone is in a happy relationship or close to one, busy courting each other with giantstuffedanimalsandsharingsweettreatsandforgettingyou-- ” another throw. this one far more aggressive as it bounces off the back board and lands on the ground. “ so here i am with my brother. no offense. ” 

[theoses]

closed to  :  @theoses​​ location  :  the leania festival, near the food stalls

     the colorful chaos of the leania festival buzzes with the same sort of energy that the dionysus dormitory does on just a regular ol’ night. it’s not all too different from being home, all the color and noise and the way in which the sloshed sirens are freely poured. and yet, despite it all, she’s not having much fun. simply put, it’s not her kind of party. but it’s soon before long that she spots an unsuspecting victim in the crowd, weaving her way past the crowds of revelers to her latest target. if she’s not having fun, the least she can do is make her own. “ you look thirsty, ” she states, no greeting, just a cunning smile in it’s place, “ we should get drinks.  ” 

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      𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐎𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 was being sober. or so reid and him had agreed upon in some words ( reid had used the words ‘ rest ’ and ‘ recuperate ’, but not drinking six days of the week was probably optimal in helping achieve that ). still, temptation ran rampant –– being at sklithra was not unlike being on the beaches back home - full of hot bodies eager to bury themselves in distractions and substance, just with a magical element in place. in some ways, it was even more tempting. especially when it came right up to the door and knocked.

      “ would you believe me if i said it’s not the first time i’ve been told that ? ” he quirks a brow but doesn’t say no to the offer. a smaller part of him knows he should –– but there was such a thing as being california sober. weed and alcohol in moderation seemed like a more realistic goal - and probably still a safer one considering his previous endeavours. “ i can’t promise drinks as in plural, but one drink can’t hurt. ” it’s smooth considering he’s never once just had one drink and he likely isn’t about to start now. “ have you had a sloshed siren, yet? or should we get romantic and lose it together ? ”

[theoses]

         𝐓𝐖𝐎  𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒  𝐈𝐍  and alex is already starting to feel the effects. whatever they put in there, allie wouldn’t tell her, but the sweetness masks the rubbing alcohol that likely is hiding in her cup. she finds tate manning the ring toss still and she makes a beeline towards him, raising her cup as she approaches. “ wanna sip ? ” she grins, toothy smile on display as she picks up a few of the rings lingering on the ledge. 

     she has no money in her pockets ( the drinks were courtesy of sleeping with the person making them ), but she figures her brother has no intention of reporting her for playing for free at the empty ring toss. with a squint, her gaze focuses ahead and she throws, missing the first two. “ is your shift almost done ? i wanna do bumper cars. ”    @kvlcpsias​

[theoses]

🏡 for a home headcanon / for celeste!

🏡  for a home headcanon

celeste isn’t really sure where home is ! for now it’s at the zeus house, but there’s still a part of her that really wants to go see her mom again & reconnect –– she’s mostly afraid that it won’t live up to her expectations and then she’ll end up feeling more lost than she already does, but hopefully she’ll cross that bridge soon.

[theoses]

💩 / minnie

💩  for a ridiculous headcanon

      a ridiculous headcanon... well, minnie has a few piercings. a couple below the belt, if you know what i’m sayin’.

[theoses]

Characters included: Vincent Satt. Minseo Kang. @theoses​ 

The rest of the Aphrodite cohort knew that leaving Minnie and Vincent alone, unsupervised, for too long was never the best idea. They hadn’t found themselves in any major trouble (yet) but to say that the bad decisions were made and even encouraged when they were together would be an understatement. Tonight was no different.

Minnie and Vincent were sat at one of the fancier bars in town, Vincent collecting the tab as always, as they surveyed the room. “Honestly Minnie to say that the pickings in this place get slimmer and slimmer wouldn’t do the injustice we are dealt with justice. Look at them,” he said as he gestured in the direction of two drooling slobs he knew to be sons of Ares who were staring at them, ‘it’s insulting that they think they even have the right to look at us like that… Wait, should we have some fun tonight? Or am I here playing responsible and serious wingman instead?”

 ♡

      𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐍𝐎  𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓  than many others before it, though that never stopped minseo from enjoying herself. she was already three cosmos deep and the pink liquid was seeping in just right, smile just slightly more languid than it was before they’d entered the bar. the demigods who were staring had been for a while –– a strange side effect of developing her atmokinesis meant she had a stark awareness of these things. in these situations, it was almost a curse, but she’d grown quite expert at ignoring the drill of an indecent stare.

     “ well, they certainly don’t look friendly. ” she notes, dragging her index finger along the wide rim of her glass. “ the downside of being inarguably beautiful. normally i’d take it as an opportunity to swindle free drinks. ” she thinks if she’d been born with the money vincent had she’s be bored to tears, everything already at her fingertips without the fun touch of manipulation. but she wouldn’t complain. it was paying for her bill. “ responsible and serious are two foreign words to me. since when is having fun even a question ? that’s the great part about going out with me - i don’t need a wingman. ” 

[ryudaeng]

yeji + beanie

[theoses]

rest for rory + reid!

here ! 

[theoses]

     " 𝐈'𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒... " rory droned, tone laced with an unnecessary level of drama. they pulled closer to where reid sat in front of paperwork, the same place he’d been sitting for nearly two hours now. with enough of a wiggle, rory manages to rest his head on reid’s lap, sage green eyes looking up at him with a dire need for attention.

    “ did we move to this island for you to do more work ? i thought we were meant to be taking a break.” he gnaws at the inside of his cheek, turning to look at the papers though not quite interested enough to ask. “ baby, i’m bored. can we go to civilization at least, where there are people who aren’t infants? ”  @godpsyches​ 

[theoses]

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand / will n celeste : )

here !

[theoses]

     " 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄. "   celeste laughs, letting herself sit on the not-so-soft training mat for a moment to catch her breath. even though she was back to training and had been for the last few months, even quested recently, she wasn’t a hundred percent by any means. which meant will was able to flip her on her ass far too easily, especially considering her powers and sparring slowed without motivation –– her electrokinesis was always razor sharp when angry, though she hardly ever had a reason to be that around will. 

     raising a hand for will to help her up, she smiles in defeat. “ only because i have an eternally broken spine, though. i think i could’ve kicked your ass two years ago. ”  @sunyearned​ 

[theoses]

[ wake ] / im @ minnie

here ! 

[theoses]

      𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐔𝐓 but the night is young –– imogen’s hardly been asleep for two hours, but when minnie barges into her room, she puts on her best act. 

        “ im, wake up. ” she rouses her quickly and without much explanation, ripping her comforter down to her feet and dragging her from bed. “ there’s an emergency. ” a party emergency, but she didn’t plan on telling imogen about the clubbing clothes in her bag until she finally got her downstairs. @demichors​ 

[theoses]

💣 for a stress headcanon / rory!!

        𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘, 𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 capable of handling a lot of stress - or rather, situations which would normally stress out many others don’t seem to faze him so easily. considering the pressures of being in the spotlight & having such a chaotic schedule, they managed well for the most part -- criticism rarely gets to him unless it’s about people he cares for. that being said, when stress does start to get to him, he’s still learning to rely on healthy coping mechanisms rather than the self-destructive tendencies he has. maybe one day he’ll get there, but he’s far likely to be sad than stressed. 

[theoses]

🍬 for a family headcanon / silas!

      𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐌 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍 the most interesting thing about him. silas was conceived on a fun backpacking trip through europe and his mom’s wild spirit far outweighs his cautious and overly anxious demeanor. if you’re lucky enough to be geographically close enough to join her for dinner ( since all are invited ), you’ll likely get wild tales of her college experimentation with drugs, three-ways and tips, even. his mother married after having silas, so he has a step-father and a human half-sister named sofia. overall, he’s quite close with his family and maintains a good relationship with them, but his mom sometimes banishes him from living with her to push him to jump over those hurdles himself !