greek myths inspired starters edit as you see fit!

only the west wind would dare to try to keep me from you

play me a song on a lyre made of gold

if you don’t want to fight this battle then let me fight it in your stead

i feel like i’ve been running for hours with someone’s breath on my neck

all you have to do is fool them with a gift, trap them with pretend-generosity

people don’t listen if you tell them the truth

i can’t bear to keep walking without seeing that you’re walking with me

i’ve been a thief from birth, stealing is the first thing i’ve ever done

i’ll only wait long enough to know how to walk and man a bow

i need no one but the forest beneath my feet and the wild running past me

every time i piss off the sky i know the night will look out for me

it is my job to punish those beneath me, no matter the blood we share

i didn’t know, if i’d known, if it’d been able to see thee truth, i would have never hurt them

you’re a coward hidden in a pot of your arrogance

if i empty this glass i’ll have to face realities unpleasant enough to warrant another drink

i was punished for my very core, for liking both to love and to break the rules

i’ll give you music if you give me the means to fly

we’ve gone too far and broken ourselves with all that we’re known for

they told me there would be a sacrifice, i just wish they hadn’t meant my heart

i’m a monster because you chose to turn me into one instead of helping me when i needed it

the strangest things step out of the water that slides onto our shores

you hide your greatest mistake in darkness and have others pay for it with their lives

ours is the kind of love that changes the colours of flowers

you deserve to find someone who will die in your stead

where could you see sabrina carpenter? (if she’d be wanted?)

—  ☄ anon !

afternoon anon, yes she would be welcomed as she does have acting resources a’plenty so no worries there; so let me drop an apparently long ass list of general ideas for you, also @’d is our existing character deities that have lore connection, keep in mind that there are no endgame ships for our mortals, even if the deities have history... that’s up to you:

first are a quick list of active WC’s she would fit, and then are deity suggestions and info for you taken from our DEITY DIRECTORY.

CHLORIS ! aka. rue calla weller / @flcwerblessed , 22 (madelyn cline) — highschool friend. + FULL WC HERE.

HERMES ! aka. alex morgan / @psychcpomp , 26 (dylan o'brien) — rival. + FULL WC HERE.

an onwards.... deity ideas; any of the nymphs, i adore them and there is so much to play with for inspo and lore!

DAEIRA —  an oceanid underworld nymph, likely under the train of one of the five infernal underworld river-gods (acheron [ @infernalpxin ], styx, lethe, cocytus or pyriphlegethon). she is a companion of the persephone ( @deathsflcwers ) and known favourably to hecate ( @ofghosts )

NEPHELE — a nephelae nymph, created by zeus ( @crookedcrown ) from the clouds in the likeness of a beautiful woman and, after tiring of the attentions, from her cloud-form she rained down the centaurs and the centaurides, whom then protected her from unwanted advances as companions and friends.

LEUCE — an oceanid nymph, abducted by hades to the realm of elysium and was transformed into a white poplar tree on the banks of the acheron ( @infernalpxin ) river near where charon’s skiff would transport the dead into the realm of hades. eventually she would become a companion in the underworld to persephone ( @deathsflcwers )

any of the the pleaide nymphs, known as the seven heavenly sisters, we have one awesome member; celaeno / calista montalván ( @brightcelaeno )

MEROPE — the once-wife the impious king sisyphus and ancestress of the corinthian and lycian royal houses. so ashamed of her husband’s crimes against the gods that she hid her face in heaven, causing the seventh star of the pleiades to gradually fade from sight.

STEROPE — sometimes called asterope, the mother of the barbaric founding king of pisa, oenomaus, through a love affair with the god are ( @shelvedsaints )

TAYGETA — a nymph of the mountain taygetos, her son lacedaemon would be the ancestor to the kings of sparta, said to have been loved by zeus ( @crookedcrown )

any of the sirens, a trio of haliad nymphs, known as ‘sirens’ or ‘the sirens’, lured male sailors to death with song, formerly handmaidens of persephone ( @deathsflcwers ) , later given wings by demeter. the daughters of river-god achelous ( @sirenfather ) and the goddess-muse melpomene ( @tragcdys )

PEISINOE, AGALOPE and THELXIEPEI are their names !

and some other gods, goddesses and deities i could see are:

EPIONE — the goddess of the soothing of pain, a friend to the physician-god asclepius.

HARMONIA — the goddess of harmony and concord, presiding over both marital harmony, soothing strife and discord, and harmonious action of soldiers in war.

HEBE — the goddess of youth and the cupbearer, the patron goddess of the young bride and an attendant of the olympian goddess aphrodite ( @desireloveandfortune )

IRIS — the goddess of the rainbow, one of the messenger-gods of olympus. she is often thought to be a handmaiden and personal messenger for the god queen of olympus, hera ( @lostmycrown )

AMPHITRITE — the goddess-queen of the sea alongside posiedon, an elder of the fifty nereides, and the female personification of the sea; mother of fish, seals and dolphins.

ELPIS — the damiona of hope, who remained behind to comfort mankind after pandora ( @firstpandora ) opened the trick jar containing swarms of evil daimones.

HEDONE — the damiona of pleasure and enjoyment, she was a student under the god eros, known to the erotes, and specifically the spirit of sensual pleasure. 

HOMONOIA — the damiona of concord, unanimity and oneness of mind, one of the praxidikai and was often seen in conflict with fellow damiona eris.

LYSSA — the daimona of mad rage, fury, crazed frenzy and, in animals, the madness of rabies, an occasional ally to goddesses the furies and the trainer of the maniae; dozens of daimones of madness and insanity.

STYX — the younger titan river goddess of the underworld, the personification of hatred. one of the five infernal rivers; the river styx runs in the realm of hades, one of the elder oceanid nymphs.

"It’s not that Helen forgot Hades’ promise that the Fates would bring her to this. Nor did she forget his warning that as soon as she created her own world, the gods would challenge her for it. She just didn't care."

independent and semi selective Helen Hamilton, aka The Face, The Tyrant, from the Starcrossed series by Josephine Angelini.

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alright, consider this a soft launch !

this is a brand new multimuse indie acc, ft. original muses & canon characters from vincenzo, charmed, folklores, greek myths, genshin impact, and many more! feel free to check out my guidelines & muses, and fill in this interest tracker if you'd like to write together – personal blogs and minors, dni please and thank you!

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𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝝂𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 – 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝝂𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.

they called it an offering, and zeus had always been a glutton for those, especially when it was all wrapped up with a bow and delivered by someone devastatingly beautiful. an offering, an apology from prometheus for his misdeeds, overdue penance to the one true god of all gods. she’d memorized the script, smiled and breezed her way through the offering, and all that was left was for zeus to take the bait and open the box.nothing quite like honey, or a pretty smile, to catch the proverbial fly, after all. and in the deepest corner of hades, the shackles of cronus, the once and future king, came loose. second chances, after all, are not given to make things right, but to make things even. and what was just a little more waiting, when he had already sat chained in the pit in breathless anticipation for millenia? utterly meaningless, not unlike his promises of his progeny and their better selves. he would sit, and wait, and watch as his beloved children, for all their base selfishness, tore themselves apart in the name of ambition, pride, and greed. athens, new york: an island city, all trees and marble, glass and steel and highrises set against an ocean skyline. bustling and loud, crowded, but not without a bizarre sense that it must have sprung up overnight, somehow, when surely it must have always been here, no? on a clear night, you might even be able to see the lights of its more famous cousin, new york city, across the water…if you squint hard enough. it may not get as much attention as the shiny apple across the hudson, but those not so blinded by the lights must certainly have been coming here for years. is there something in the water here, too? no one leaves, not in any meaningful way anyway. feels like it has a special way of pulling you back in, if you try. they, that is anyone who was anyone or paid even an iota of attention to the evening news, called him the minotaur. the media does love a catchy nom de guerre, doesn’t it? sells newspapers like hotcakes in the morning. ambrosia, whether it’s the latest designer drug trend or the latest pestilence sweeping the streets of athens, just depends on how tightly you clutch your pearls on sundays. must infuriate the police, don’t it? that without fail, by the time they arrive to any crime scene at all, all that’s left is the heap of little cream-coloured business cards, the red lines of a labyrinthine logo more taunting than they are helpful. between an epidemic of pearlescent powder, neatly parceled out in small plastic baggies, a tide of crimson bull graffiti, casinos and bordellos and the nightlife (oh my!), it’s no small wonder they call this an atlantic sin city. it’s a vice eat dog world, ain’t it? and anyone who calls athens home is just living in it. powerless, with no memory of their past lives, what's a god gotta do to survive? what is brave new olympus? a crime-focused take on the greek gods, demigods and heroes we know and love, loosely inspired by once upon a time, set in the human world and modern age. we call athens, new york, home: a fictional island city across the bight from the boroughs of its more famous cousin, the big apple.

Delivery! (open rp)

Mindi landed gently on the ground by the front gate of Camp Half-Blood, a soft whisper being heard on the wind as the air swirled leaves around her quickly before it all fell silent again.

She re-adjusted the strap of her back and skipped off towards the heart of camp, she'd offered this summer to help some of the Hermes kids with delivering mail and packages and any care packages family members of those more permanent residents of camp wanted to send.

Mindi had the names and faces of everyone she had to see that day memorized and she hoped she didn't forget anyone. . .speaking of seeing a familiar face

"Ah! Hold on one moment there" She called, spotting someone along the path that she had a package for and she hurried to meet them. A grin on her face "Hello! Package delivery!"

hello, half-blood tumblr 👋🏼

its samirah, aka sam the valkyrie from hotel valhalla ☽

nice to know you all :)

my floor 19 besties ,, ⁽ᵒᵒᶜ- ᵒⁿˡʸ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵒᶠᶜ⁾

@mallory-keen-to-kill , @alex-fierro-pr-nightmare , @magnus-falafelking , @thomas-jefferson-jr , @halfbornhalfdead

@will-solace-aaaaa is this how you do it

A good myth is hard to kill.

#OFSPVRTA indie | private | selective | mutuals only kassandra of sparta from assassin’s creed series.  18+ only. penned by ikaros.

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who: dimitri. literal child of sleep himself. a dream. currently in a bad mood. open to: mutuals who wanna play in his world (gender doesn't matter here, 'family' welcome), men and male identifying persons

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"Yeah, sure, just make yourself at home. Couldn't sleep anyway." The bitterness in his voice said that was the real problem, not that the other had just come right in. Of all things, he couldn't sleep. Karma, he supposed. Sleep was an integral part of who he was and for the last few nights it escaped him entirely. Not once in his life had he ever had this problem and it was really starting to get under his skin. "Unless you know some sneaky trick to knock me out."

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someone's got to tell the tale, whether or not it turns out well

ind. sel. multimuse featuring orpheus, inspired by the musical hadestown. based primarily on the nytw production with influences from the broadway production. retold by luna.

. . . all the king's horses, all the king's men, couldn't put me together again 'cause all of my enemies started out friends . . . ©

LIGHTNINGSTRUCK,  INDEPENDENT.  PRIVATE  &  PLOT  HEAVY  ORIGINAL  CHARACTER  MEDEA  FOGARTY  BASED  WITHIN  THE  PERCY  JACKSON  &  THE  OLYMPIANS  UNIVERSE BY RICK RIORDAN.

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𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝝂𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 – 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝝂𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.

they called it an offering, and zeus had always been a glutton for those, especially when it was all wrapped up with a bow and delivered by someone devastatingly beautiful. an offering, an apology from prometheus for his misdeeds, overdue penance to the one true god of all gods. she’d memorized the script, smiled and breezed her way through the offering, and all that was left was for zeus to take the bait and open the box.nothing quite like honey, or a pretty smile, to catch the proverbial fly, after all. and in the deepest corner of hades, the shackles of cronus, the once and future king, came loose. second chances, after all, are not given to make things right, but to make things even. and what was just a little more waiting, when he had already sat chained in the pit in breathless anticipation for millenia? utterly meaningless, not unlike his promises of his progeny and their better selves. he would sit, and wait, and watch as his beloved children, for all their base selfishness, tore themselves apart in the name of ambition, pride, and greed. athens, new york: an island city, all trees and marble, glass and steel and highrises set against an ocean skyline. bustling and loud, crowded, but not without a bizarre sense that it must have sprung up overnight, somehow, when surely it must have always been here, no? on a clear night, you might even be able to see the lights of its more famous cousin, new york city, across the water…if you squint hard enough. it may not get as much attention as the shiny apple across the hudson, but those not so blinded by the lights must certainly have been coming here for years. is there something in the water here, too? no one leaves, not in any meaningful way anyway. feels like it has a special way of pulling you back in, if you try. they, that is anyone who was anyone or paid even an iota of attention to the evening news, called him the minotaur. the media does love a catchy nom de guerre, doesn’t it? sells newspapers like hotcakes in the morning. ambrosia, whether it’s the latest designer drug trend or the latest pestilence sweeping the streets of athens, just depends on how tightly you clutch your pearls on sundays. must infuriate the police, don’t it? that without fail, by the time they arrive to any crime scene at all, all that’s left is the heap of little cream-coloured business cards, the red lines of a labyrinthine logo more taunting than they are helpful. between an epidemic of pearlescent powder, neatly parceled out in small plastic baggies, a tide of crimson bull graffiti, casinos and bordellos and the nightlife (oh my!), it’s no small wonder they call this an atlantic sin city. it’s a vice eat dog world, ain’t it? and anyone who calls athens home is just living in it. powerless, with no memory of their past lives, what's a god gotta do to survive? what is brave new olympus? a crime-focused take on the greek gods, demigods and heroes we know and love, loosely inspired by once upon a time, set in the human world and modern age. we call athens, new york, home: a fictional island city across the bight from the boroughs of its more famous cousin, the big apple.

LIKE THIS POST for a short starter from ANASTASIA ANDREWS-ISMAY — the living, breathing embodiment of the infamous RMS Titanic.

╰► Although originally created for James Cameron’s Titanic (1997) and other historical fiction works about the Titanic, this muse is MULTIUNIVERSE and MULTISHIP. Regardless of their primary genre, muses from ALL UNIVERSES AND FRANCHISES are welcome to interact with this character.

Fellow multimuses, PLEASE SPECIFY YOUR DESIRED RECEIVING MUSE. If you do not specify your muse, then I will select one for you.

CROSSOVERS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN in the past with this muse include Harry Potter (Anti JKR), Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Star Wars, and other franchises.

A good myth is hard to kill.

indie | private | selective | mutuals only kassandra of sparta from assassin’s creed series.  18+ only. penned by ikaros.