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thecabinsixwitch · 23 days

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chb cabin aesthetics: 7/?

🪴👩🏽‍🌾 Demeter - Cabin 4 🧺🌾

I see trees of green / Red roses too / I see them bloom / For me and you / And I think to myself / What a wonderful world / I see skies of blue / And clouds of white / The bright blessed day / The dark sacred night / And I think to myself / What a wonderful world

“What a Wonderful World” - Louis Armstrong

(feel free to send me moodboard requests!)

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ylove-bandaesthetics · 1 year

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Bands & Gods/Goddesses! 👑

Taylor Momsen, Lzzy Hale & Maria Brink + Greek Goddeses!

Taylor Momsen as Persephone, Lzzy Hale as Demeter, & Maria Brink as Hecate! ✨

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worldsaesthetics · 5 months

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character aesthetic -> daughters of Demeter, sisters Katie and Miranda Gardner, as written in Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Riordanverse

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herebedragonsbooks · 8 months

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Cabin 4: Demeter

Percy Jackson's cabins moodboards serie "Who is your godly parent?" quiz I made

#cabin 4 demeter #cabin 4 aesthetic #demeter aesthetic #Pjo #Pjo series #Pjo Disney+#Pjo cabins #Camp Half-blood #Riodanverse #Rick Riordan #Pjo moodboards #Pjo aesthetics #Pjo cabins moodboards #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #Percy Jackson cabins #Percy Jackson aesthetics #Percy Jackson moodboards

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delusionalrambler · 1 year

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|| DEMETER ||

🌾 Goddess of the Harvest and Agriculture 🌾

#demeter #cottagecore #books #percy jackson #bookblr #dark academia aesthetic #gods and goddesses #greek goddess #bookworm #percy and annabeth #aesthetics #greek aesthetic #greek gods #demeter aesthetic

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aestheticsnthings · 1 year

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Hi! If you’re up for one more, I have a final Greek Mythology prompt (3x the charm? Lol). It’s totally up to you though :-D

Theme — Persephone, wife of Hades and queen of the underworld (and the daughter of Demeter) 🥀🌾

Persephone and Demeter

aaaaa hi again! i made these 2 separately, but if you were thinking of them together as the same board I'm happy to do it that way! ^^

#persephone #demeter #greek myth #greek mythology #persephone moodboard #persephone aesthetic #demeter moodboard #demeter aesthetic #aesthetic #mood board #moodboard #aesthetic board #ask #request #requested

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fragmentedhekatean · 3 months

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Greek Myth Aesthetics: Persephone + Demeter

#hellenic paganism #persephone and demeter #persephone aesthetic #demeter aesthetic

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athenaresfiction · 2 years

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D𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝,

"B𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝… 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝… 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎. B𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎—"

A𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜.

“B𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛… 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐."

Dances with the Vulture c. 28/40

A/N Demeter characterization—

The goddess is a sweetheart, no doubt. She would always be representative of the lovelier side of divine motherhood (to the extent of my readings, of course). She is, to me however, a terrifying force accumulated from sheer disgust of machismo.

While contemporary reimaginings often antagonize her in support of HadesxPersephone, I take her from the perspective of a woman who herself was a victim of r*pe. What tier of love it must be to accept wholeheartedly a daughter borne from malice?

And only later on be swindled by her brothers, her family. She searches for her daughter and they knew where the girl was kept. What twisted mind does that?

My take on her is dark, for sure. But there’s more to this antagonism that meets the eye, more than a nuisance to her daughter’s “happy marriage,” more than mere sulking.

With powers unleashed, she could be one of Olympus’ most terrifying nightmares.

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l0ve-dov3 · 2 months

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bedroom floor !

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚👒⊹♡

luke castellan x demeter! reader

summary: in which luke talks to his ex-girlfriend on a vacation with the senior campers.

warnings: just a naughty word or two :^

word count: 1.3k !

authors note: this one-shot is an ode to the song bedroom floor by sneaky peaches and the fuzz. definitely not sure about how i feel on this one-shot, but i tried my best to tie the ‘hopelessly heartbroken’ vibes of the song into this fic. can’t tell if it worked or not, soooo!

Luke sat in the back of a crowded van, listening to the loud chatter between his friends. It was summer, and the senior campers managed to get Chiron’s permission for a beach trip. This would be great, of course—for everyone needs a vacation sometimes—if you hadn’t broken up with him about a month prior.

It wasn’t exactly bad. You were far too sweet for a angry, heartless breakup like that. But Gods, did he miss you. I mean truly, deeply miss you, and he was hoping by now he’d be over it.

Spoiler, he wasn’t.

Because now, he was pretending to pay attention to Chris, more focused on you singing with Clarisse in the passenger seat.

“And he’s gone. How surprising.” Chris groaned, realizing that Luke was in his own little world. Silena chuckled, seeing Luke’s dazed expression next to Chris’ blank stare of frustration.

As a child of Aphrodite, and friend to the former couple, she often fell victim to Castellan’s bouts of love and sadness. She’d watched him ramble about how gorgeous you looked, wishing he could kiss you the way he used to. But, she had also let him lean on her shoulder, crying into the stars about how he’d follow you anywhere.

On the other hand, she knew how deeply it hurt you to break up with the golden boy. You had only done it out of fear, your recent nightmares pointing to a quest of some kind. You were scared. Scared of how the quest would turn out, and even more scared of how Luke may handle it, so you broke up with him.

You tried to ignore your guilt, but it kept coming back to taunt you. Your plan was to fix that today.

The car slowed to a halt, and the music was turned down, effectively stopping your singing and jumping. Clarisse leaned her elbow on the passenger seat, looking back to her friends with a smirk. “Alright bitches, our vacation has officially begun.”

The car filled with excited cheers, and in a mad rush to get out the car, everyone found themselves basking in the warmth of Jones Beach. The heat was refreshing, in a sense; a reminder that they were out of camp grounds and free to do as they pleased.

Y/n ran off to the edge of the water, her bags long forgotten in her excitement to be near the sea. She stood there, grinning at the waters edge, with a white coverup hiding her swimsuit from view.

“Come on Y/n, show us the swimsuit!” Clarisse whistled to you, earning a soft chuckle as she carried over your stuff. Since the breakup, you and Clarisse had become closer friends, jokingly flirting with each other and pushing each other’s buttons. You’d grown to find comfort in her mask of aggression, knowing that she was a true friend deep down.

“Don’t get too excited!” You yelled back to her, wiggling your shoulders exaggeratively and earning laughs from your group of friends.

As the laughing began to die, you untied your coverup, letting it drop to the ground dramatically. Clarisse and Chris whistled, Silena clapping and hooting in a bout of approval; but Luke sat there, eyes wide with adoration, trying—and failing—not to stare for too long.

You were wearing a light blue one piece, made with a perfect bow in the center of your chest. It hugged your hips comfortably, and he watched as you spun in a circle to show your friends the whole thing.

It was nothing revealing, nor outlandish, it was just such a reflection of you. The sweet, soft, bow-loving girl he always knew.

And he needed you, unlike anything in the world. He needed you now, and forever.

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The first two hours of your beach trip were spent splashing each other and swallowing too much ocean water. Most recently, you played water chicken on Silena’s shoulders, with Chris fighting against you on Luke’s. The ravenette spared glances at you every few seconds, making Chris lose to a solid push right to his chest. The boys splashed and laughed in a faux rivalry, throwing random accusations as to why they had lost, and you watched them lovingly as you made your way out of the water.

You decided you wanted to sunbathe for a bit, growing tired of the endless swimming and dunking your friends into the water. Sunbathing was much more relaxing, and it would give you time to read the book you’d been meaning to start.

Watching as you laid down on your towel, Luke slowly stopped splashing Chris. Even he would admit it was creepy, how often he stopped to look at you, but this time he couldn’t help but indulge. His heartbeat sped up with every passing second, wanting nothing but to walk through the sand and be with you. Wanting love. Wanting you. Wanting things to be normal again.

“Chris, I’ll be back in a bit.”

Chris shrugged, already knowing where his friend would go.

The child of Hermes swam up to the shore, anxiously walking up to the spot where you lay. You could feel his presence before you saw him, and your heart tightened as he took a seat right beside you.

“Y/n.” He said gingerly, trying not to let his anxiousness bleed into his words.

“Hey hero.” You sighed softly in return, sitting up to face him properly. You knew that he wanted to talk, and you knew you needed to. You made a mistake in breaking up with him, and he deserved to know. But, just as your lips parted, his own words came spilling out.

“I miss you, Y/n.” He began, taking a deep breath, “You were—and you still are—the best thing to ever come out of this shitty life of being a half-blood. You—You are gentle, and kind, and soft, and I can be slow with you. I can live and love slow with you.”

His words made your heart stutter, your breathing going shallow with the weight of it all. You looked down at your feet, tears threatening to fall, as he rambled about you.

“You are my angel, my flower, my sun and my stars. I would follow you anywhere, Y/n, but I have to know why…” He paused, swallowing any fear left in his stomach, “Why wouldn’t you follow me?”

His final words came out in a solemn whisper, one that made you shiver with guilt at how you’d hurt this poor boy. What you thought would help had only harmed the both of you, and now, you were paying for it; paying for the way he loved you so unconditionally.

“I want to, Luke.” You whispered, tears landing on your towel beneath you.

Luke felt his heart shatter. He watched as you wiped away tears stiffly, trying to hide the way you slowly broke in front of him. With a cautious hand, he reached up to your cheek, caressing it with his thumb the way he always did when you cried. His calloused hand felt like it melted into you, a sensation so familiar that it made you cry harder. You missed him. You missed this, and the way he held you.

So you leaned in, bringing a hand to the side of his neck. He looked into your eyes, tearful and soft, and planted a passionate kiss on your shaking lips. The butterflies in your stomach awoke from their slumber, and your lips molded to his in the same way they used to. You tasted like strawberries and vanilla, and he brought you in further to taste you just a bit more.

“I want to, Luke.” You breathed, “I want to follow you anywhere.”

#luke x reader #luke castellan #ex girlfriend #ex boyfriend #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #demeter #hermes #luke castellan x reader #x reader #beach trip #beach episode #aesthetic #longing

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lustofmex · 11 days

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Spring is here, the fae are out 🖤

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horror-aesthete · 6 months

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The Last Voyage of the Demeter, 2023, dir. André Øvredal

#horror aesthetic #horror movies #horror quotes #the last voyage of the demeter

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witchthewriter · 8 months

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𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝑨𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒕.

𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑦 𝐻𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠, 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙.

#witchthewriter #witch the writer's moodboards #demeter #goddess of the harvest #aesthetic #moodboard

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ylove-bandaesthetics · 1 year

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