Posts by PEITHOS A.

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  • drawn apart [PRIVATE] new york and london

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px; text-align:justify][ lowercase for aesthetic ]


    piethos was never one to fall in silence at the respected time her siblings did, she was the night owl of the family. she'd been deep into the dense forestry, practicing her elemental powers as she only strived in the frozen water category. ask her to create an entire kingdom made from the delicate ice of the artic and she will do it within a blink of an eye, but inquire for her to summon a simple patch of flowers and she'd create a single grass blade. after many nights of endless practicing, she'd mastered both fire and ice. alas she still had many elements to go, aside from the subcategories such as crystals and lava.


    the slim figure of the demonic panther continued to attempt a small cyclone, only coming up with a gentle summer breeze. with a sigh, the succubus plopped down upon the terrain and instead heightened her super senses to eves drop on individuals still at camp. listening to the juicy conversations, the demi-goddess suddenly caught onto the familiar footsteps of kratos; of course she'd memorized the time period between each step, calculating the force and sound once they make contact with the soil. peithos had always been on the over-protective side, and she couldn't help but teleport to where her brother stood. her curved ear then flicking absently at the fire orb floating about in the atmosphere, obviously caused by her sibling.


    she'd never blamed the male for the circumstances they were under now, with the whole hades incident. he could go shove a stick up his ass for all peithos cared. this was family, bound by blood and bond. the fem would do her all to keep it as such, which explained how she went along with to resuscitate kratos along with the others. snapping back to the moment, peithos aimed to pounce on the male playfully as she was always known to do. "kratos!" she chimed with a grim smirk, aiming to plant her nose to his in a motherly way.

  • we are the warriors who built [ JOINERS ] this town, from dust

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px; text-align:justify]the eldest of the three padded forward though refused to have some type of leader stand. she saw all her siblings through the same eyes, even the oldest of the atriedes, dione; the fem held no fear, nor ego amongst her bloodline and forever it will stay. the personification of seduction suddenly coming to a halt as the pungent scent of markers bombarded her super senses. with a slight crinkle of her nose, the winged vampiric panther took her spot beside kratos, one of her closer siblings. she knew they'd arrived at their destination, colouredclan. though she hated to admit it, they were literally running from their demons. long story short, she and the rest of the family had made it in and out of hell to bring back kratos. seeing as hades was far from angry at their doing, the god of the underworld sent his strongest demons after their entire family.


    what made peithos her own person would be her lithe, curvier figure than the rest of her siblings. that was when she wasn't wearing a blood red bandana around her neck. this was essential to the succubus, as she payed much attention to her outer appearance. the ebony demi-goddess then folding her bat-like wings along her feminine bodice, shifting her pale azure pools amongst the territory which lay in front of her. instantly she began to scan the area, falling prey to her bad habit of calculating everyone and everything that caught her interest; surprisingly, getting a hold of her attention was exceptionally difficult despite her manipulating tendencies. as peithos was never one for commitment.


    the mistress turned her cranium back to her other siblings, making sure to have an exact head count as she always did. even as a child the fem took responsibility for the youngsters, tearing anything to shreds that posed a threat to her younger siblings. consider it an over-protective trait but the femme simply saw it as an instinct. everyone else could shove a stick up their ass for all she cared, but when it came to her family, she'd protect them to the death if it came to it. they were safe up to now and would keep it in such way no matter whom it involved.


    peithos was snapped from her never ending trail of thoughts at the vocals of a much smaller feline, grunting softly at the closeness to her younger brother. "first i suggest you step back a bit, as my brother enjoys his personal space, thank you." the vampiress rumbled curtly before continuing, "kratos, moros, apate, and peithos. here to join." her voice coming off with an alluring tone to it, yet held a tainted venom as did all her siblings. flickering her orbs back to the colouredclanner the midnight panther awaited a response in spite of her knowing that an acceptance policy stood firm over any group.

  • plot w. a flirtatious peithos!

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px text-align:justify]a bit about her is in her siggie, if needed!


    open to
    + seducing your character
    + a friendly rivalry ( very easy )
    + friendships ( mm good luck )
    + teaching your character the arts of manipulation
    + one-sided crushes ( on her )
    + short term relationships *


    * = picky about


    closed to
    - capture / kill
    - litters
    - adopting your character
    - long term relationships

  • we are the warriors who built [ JOINERS ] this town, from dust

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px; text-align:justify]gods, too many individuals at once. peithos simply allowed her brother to take care of the social necessities while padding over the border with a single stride. that was until a snarky remark flooded her senses, simply giving a rather cold stare before turning to her siblings, giving each an assuring smile, though as quickly as it came it dissipated once she turned to the others. the femme would give no thanks, as she knew it was an obligation to accept stranger whether they liked it or not, and frankly peithos didn't give a single fuck. "i don't need your so called pardoning, kratos brother." the sassy feminine retorted, recalling his words before giving the male a quick flick with her lengthy tail. he'd done that more than a few times, seeing as peithos had a mouth which could make a sailor faint with no filter whatsoever.


    their family was made up of blood relations only, and was a limited number at that. they never adopted, seeing as they had a surname to uphold, and outsiders would rarely be trusted to such honour. in spite of having all the same blue hued orbs, they all seem to hold their own variations; peithos' being that hers were a slight bit on the paler side - taking after a snow kissed tundra, an eternal blizzard raging within them until clashing with frosted azure streaks, both hybridizing for the rightful spot beside the black void of a pupil. many spoke of blue eyes as being able to dive and drown in them, while hers were able to send chills down your spine, seeming to numb your features.


    peithos then swiveled her crown back to the source of interest, to her family. having one last head count, she began to wonder when the rest of the atriedes would arrive. of course there were a few more than the ones present now, but she'd expect them to arrive some time later. the alabaster panther had been the one to volunteer and scope out the territory before them, along with kratos, aletheia, apate and moros. the fem would find her way around colouredclan on her own, padding off to make herself at home before her siblings claimed the biggest bed of moss.


    [ lowercase for aesthetic btw ]

  • SHE'S A KILLER QUEEN | private, corpsetown

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px; text-align:justify]ugh, colouredclan was far from what pleased the adrenaline seeking peithos. not to mention not many males for her to play with, seeing as she was the personification seduction and persuasion; she couldn't do what she does best! plus it was rather awkward to have males at her feet with so many of her younger siblings near by, though everyone else in colouredclan could shove a stick up their asses for all she cared. her bloodline, atreides, was a strictly limited family only bound by blood and tight knitted bonds. they never stuck to one alliance for long, seeing as they rescued kratos, her sibling, from the kingdom of hell, bringing him back to life without hades consent. the god of the underworld was far from happy with the family defying death, sending vengeful spirits and demons out to hunt every last one of them. but then again, if they could defy death, then they could run from deadly demons.


    the snow kissed panther continued her way on the outskirts of the dominion without taking note. she'd never cared for politics and such, therefore whatever bullsh*t colouredclan had going on with the dominion, she wouldn't even have cared. the feminine then folding her angelic wings along her lithe bodice before lowering her crown to sniff at the odd patch of roses growing near the border. they seemed to healthy despite the poor soil conditions, which peithos came to the conclusion had been those flower print power that was basically useless. if she ever needed something earthen related, she'd have her elemental control. aiming to pick one of the roses, the alluring fem pricked off the thorns with ease before sliding it beside her right ear - summoning an orb of crystal clear water to gaze at her reflection, debating whether she liked her look or not.