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&   *   /   ;   VERA   /   hestia.

SOMEHOW or the other, vera had managed to maneuver herself away from the robust crowd in favour of the stiller crowd on the outskirts of the party. just a few minutes, she told herself. a breather. while all the excitement had easily pulled her in, it was also the excitement that felt a little too much. she was about to walk further away when she caught another person there. “oh, hello.” her gaze flitted between the party and the waters on the opposite side. “yes, it really is. I don’t think I’d ever tire of it.”

        ─     /    𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚢   𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜   𝚛𝚞𝚗   𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜   𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎   ,   looking   at   the   expression   on   her   face   before   she   raises   the   champagne   glass   up   to   her   lips.   without   taking   a   sip   ,   she   slightly   raises   an   eyebrow   at   the   other.               “   you   live   here   ?   ”   she   questions   ,   kindly.   she’s   met   a   handful   of   locals   ,   but   most   people   she’s   run   into   over   the   week   have   been   outsiders   –   like   her.   she   wonders   how   many   people   at   this   wedding   are   actually   locals.                  “   i   couldn’t   imagine   getting   this   view   every   day.   ”

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&   *   /   ;   OPEN STARTER

         ─     /     𝚒𝚏   𝚜𝚑𝚎   𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛   𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜   𝚝𝚘   𝚐𝚎𝚝   𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍,   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚒𝚜   𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎   𝚜𝚑𝚎   𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜   𝚒𝚝   𝚝𝚘   𝚋𝚎.   overlooking   the   clear   water   ,   saffi   thinks   to   herself   why   she’s   even   bothering   to think   about   leaving.   the   world   might   be   better   off   if   she   just   stays   here   and   tries   to   take   over   kaos.   kidding   –   sort   of.   she’s   had   one   glass   of   champagne   in   her   hands   the   whole   night   ,   but   she   hasn’t   had   one   sip   of   alcohol.   the   last   thing   she   needs   is   someone   capturing   a   photo   of   her   downing   some   champagne.   turning   to   go   back   to   the   reception   ,   she   sees   another   partygoer.               “   great   view   ,   huh   ?   what   a   place.   ”

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&   *   /   ;   FLORIAN   /   hades.

𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒕, but he lowkey loves weddings. there’s just a certain vibe to them. people seem happy, in a good mood, all together to celebrate love. he can’t help but let the feeling spread through him, making him feel all warm and relaxed inside. besides, it’s a nice change from his usual days of wild partying in kaos. he really can’t complain. or maybe it’s just the wine talking. he’s on his second glass already when he bumps into the other. really, it’s probably just the wine but he smiles, he actually smiles at the other person instead of scowling at them as he’d usually do. and before he knows it, he’s speaking. “friend of the bride or the other bride?”

          ─     /     𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚊   𝚠𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝   𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚑𝚎𝚛   𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎   ,   but   she   blends   in   with   the   sea   of   blonde   ,   white   people.   it   isn’t   hard   to   see   who’s   who   ,   who’s   related   to   who   and   who’s   drama   is   overlapping   into   who’s   –   to   her   ,   anyway.   glass   of   champagne   in   hand   ,   she’s   walking   around   the   party   pretending   to   be   someone   she’s   not.   a   “third   cousin”   (   twice   removed   )   on   sophie’s   side   ,   someone   she   hasn’t   spoken   to   in   years.   she   can   pass   for   a   relative   ,   it’s   been   working   so   far.   bumping   into   an   unfamiliar   face   ,   she   tilts   her   head   to   the   side   momentarily   as   she   studies   him   briefly.               “   the   bride,   ”   she   answers   ,   a   well-rehearsed   smile   on   her   lips.               “   you   ?   ”

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╱   –     KAOS TASK 001    –     ╱             trigger warning: none !

THINGS   AT   HOME   WEREN’T   GREAT   –   they   usually   never   were   ,   but   in   the   past   few   years   ,   she’d   found   herself   blossoming   into   a   new   part   of   life.   she   should’ve   known   it   was   too   good   to   be   true   ,   because   when   had   the   world   ever   cared   about   anything   other   than   her   scandals   ?

she   sat   on   a   rickety   old   boat   headed   towards   kaos.   she   could’ve   gotten   a   ride   on   the   ferry   or   with   someone   else   ,   considering   how   deep   her   pockets   were   ,   but   meeting   an   old   fisherman   who   made   her   feel   like   home   had   been   a   lucky   find.   he   wasn’t   charging   her   anything   ,   just   asked   that   she   not   fall   over   the   side   of   the   boat   –   as   it   was   a   liability.

she   sat   neat   the   stern   ,   her   face   speckled   with   seawater   and   her   hair   blown   back   by   the   breeze.   this   would   be   her   last   stop   before   returning   home   ,   the   last   place   she   got   to   see   and   enjoy.   she’d   been   to   asia   ,   australia   ,   even   the   northern   parts   of   iceland   –   greece   was   a   spontaneous   decision   ,   because   she   didn’t   want   to   return   home   yet.   she   wanted   to   explore   where   her   family   came   from   ,   but   she   hadn’t   really   been   looking.

on   the   horizon   ,   an   island   sat   in   her   view.   kaos   ,   a   big   tourist   location   –   well   ,   touristy-ish.   reviews   had   sang   their   praises   on   the   island   ,   a   magical   place   of   relaxation   –   a   great   honeymoon   location   ,   and   on   and   on.   saffi   had   rented   out   a   room   at   a   small   ,   family   run   hotel   right   on   the   water’s   edge.   it   seemed   like   a   better   place   to   be   at   ,   rather   than   the   luxury   resort   she   would’ve   stayed   at   had   it   been   a   couple   months   earlier.

“         kaos         !         ”         the   fisherman   shouted   ,   barely   heard   over   the   wind   and   the   sea.   saffi   turned   her   head   to   look   at   him   ,   giving   him   a   smile   and   nod   of   acknowledgement.   

kaos.   she’d   enjoy   it   as   long   as   she   could.

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hi bois , it’s me – cc and this is my dumpster fire of a human being , saffi. fun fact that saffi means wise and that’s why i chose the name – hennyway , if you don’t wanna read this it’s COOL , her bio’s here + her stat page is here. otherwise , i have a quick rundown of her under the cut !

✧·ﾟ(   athena + madison iseman + cisfemale   ) 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒂 !!  have you seen (   saffi michaelides  ) around ? (   she   ) has been in kaos for (   one week   ). the (   twenty-three   ) is a (   law firm intern / law student   ) from (   boston, massachussets   ). people say they can be (   hubristic   ) but maybe that’s not too bad ‘cause they can also be (   instinctive   ). whenever i think of them, i can’t help but think of (   gold rimmed glasses perched atop an upturned nose , studious eyes scanning every room they walk into , and silver coins rattling in an heirloom coinpurse.   ). 

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FULL NAME: saffi  elizabeth  michaelides NICKNAME(S): saf PREFERRED NAME(S): saffi BIRTH DATE: june  ,  ninth  ,  ‘ninety-six AGE: twenty-three GENDER: cisgendered female PRONOUNS: she/her/hers SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual SKELETON: athena

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trigger warnings: drugs , smoking mention

saffi is the daughter of a politician , wow – shocker. her dad’s a little bit of a political celebrity ( and just a regular celebrity ig ) because he’s very handsome , very smart and went on a whirlwind of a presidential campaign the year she was born. he ended up losing and taking a break from politics , but celebrities loved him and he was still that guy you know – cool politics guy.

her mom was an ex-beauty queen and saffi also has an older brother named aaron. anyway, since her dad was this high political figure , she grew up in the nation’s eye – mainly also , because she inherited her parent’s good looks and her brother started acting up when he was a teen.

she grew up reading about herself in tabloids and reading all the horrible articles the magazines printed about her – even though , she shouldn’t have but nobody told her not to read them. but she was so mad every time she saw a headline about herself because uh – she was a prodigy and she was so much more than “saffi caught smoking???? MICHAELIDES KIDS BUSTED????” u know ?

anyway , graduated high school a year early with early admission to Yale. at that point , she was pretty much two iq points away from genius and let’s face it – she’s pretty smart. nobody in the ivies took her seriously because they all assumed her dad had paid her way in , but she took them all by surprise and worked hard to prove herself. she graduated tippy top of her class ( also a year early ) and got the highest lsat score of her class.

went to harvard law from there , because she wanted to be in politics like her dad. people still didn’t really take her seriously because they all assumed she was a dumb blonde with minor genius moments , but again , she proved them all wrong because she’s Tiredt and towards the end of her final year , she started showing promise to become a really great lawyer.

until she was one semester away from graduating and at a party with her “friends” she did some c*ke and someone sent photos of her doing it to tabloids and all her hard work went down the drain so–

she basically ran away. left school on a leave of absence and started travelling to escape her fate in the US and found kaos while exploring her greek heritage !

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she’s very analytical as a person ? she’s obviously more of a thinker than a talker but in one of my headcanon posts i did mention she could be an absolute dictator at times because in high school she did have a regina-george-esque reputation / position.

but really doesn’t speak much unless she wants to prove herself or correct you on something cause she’s That bitch , but everything that comes out of her mouth is thought out and carefully spoken. she doesn’t do anything without thinking of the thousands of ways it could ripple into the future.

isn’t mean , just ... a little distant , a little cold. she’s spent a lot of her years isolated and lonely because her friends always want to be her friend to get some fame and the people who she really wants to be friends with don’t take her seriously so she’s gotten used to the idea of being alone.

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honestly i have a connections page but it’s all subject to change because i wrote it with no idea how ur muses would be so ignore everything on there

also ! anything relating to the old myths so how athena got along with ur god ?? let’s go from there ! we can do opposites of they usually feel or run along the same vein !

OROROR we could just fuck the gods and go with how our muses vibe because saffi ?? is a hot dumb-pster fire :)

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“If you tell me to fight like a girl. I will. I will show no mercy and reign havoc on everything. I will rage and burn. After all, you asked for it. I fought like a girl.”

— as if “fight like a girl” was an insult (via sebastianstanrps)

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╱   –     IN  CHARACTER  QUESTIONNAIRE    –     ╱

whats your name ?

she   wonders   if   she   can   get   away   with   lying.   it’s   definitely   something   she’s   good   at   –   but   saffi’s   pretty   good   at   everything   as   long   as   she   just   concentrates.   steely   grey   eyes   look   from   the   paper   to   the   others   writing   down   their   answers   and   she   methodically   works   her   way   through   every   consequence   that   could   come   from   lying.   it’s   a   questionnaire   ,   she   finally   decides.   if   they   really   wanted   to   learn   her   dirty   little   secrets   ,   they’d   try   harder.   her   left   hand   writes   down   her   answers   ,   hubristically   signing   her   name   instead   of   just   writing   it   down.

                                     —   '         saffi      michaelides         ’   —

what’s your age & birthday ? 

her   handwriting   is   neat   ,   almost   so   neat   that   it   might   look   like   it’s   computer   generated   –   just   kidding   ,   but   she’s   definitely   been   there   before.   if   she   had   more   time   ,   maybe   she’d   try   a   little   more   for   perfection.               ‘         i   celebrated   my   twenty-third   birthday   on   june   sixth   this   year.         ’               she   contemplates   a   smiley   face   ,   but   decides   against   it.

where are you from ?

she   almost   cracks   a   smile   ,   thinking   of   home.   but   almost   immediately   thoughts   of   home   and   what   awaits   her   when   she   goes   back   flood   her   ever-busy   mind   ,   erasing   all   thoughts   of   even   attempting   to   smile.               ‘         boston   ,   massachussets.         ’            she   doesn’t   even   want   to   go   back   home   ,   she’s   smart   enough   to   disappear.   she’s   already   formulated   enough   plans   to   disappear   without   getting   anyone   in   trouble   ,   she   knows   all   she   has   to   do   is   execute   it.

describe yourself in three words.

her   lips   purse   ,   a   signature   look   when   she’s   actually   thinking   hard.   most   things   don’t   take   much   effort   for   saffi   nowadays   –   she’s   old   enough   to   know   most   things   and   she’s   always   two   steps   ahead   of   everyone   ,   but   ask   any   question   about   herself   and   she   magically   doesn’t   know   the   answer.               ‘   hard-working,   ’         she   writes   down   one   ,   slowly.               ‘   ambitious,   ’   her   black   pen   scratches   the   paper.               ‘   enterprising.   ’            perhaps   she’s   being   too   nice   to   herself   ,   but   god   knows   she   deserves   it.

what fictional characters do you relate to the most ?

this   question   makes   her   smile.   she’s   always   resonated   with   one   character   and   one   character   alone   ,   physically   and   mentally.               ‘   easy   –   annabeth   chase.   ’         she   misses   her   childhood   ,   reading   the   books   without   a   care   in   the   world.   she   wishes   she   used   greek   mythology   more   in   her   real   life   ,   but   the   law   doesn’t   really   call   for   the   memorization   of   seventy-thousand   ancient   myths   or   quotations   from   the   odyssey.               ‘   rumor   has   it   ,   rick   riodran   based   her   off   of   me.   ’               a   rare   moment   of   witty   humor.

who are you closest to ? describe your favorite memory with this person.

it’s   a   tough   reality   ,   but   saffi   doesn’t   think   she’s   close   with   anyone   ,   really.   this   comes   from   years   of   fake   friends   and   series   of   manipulations   ,   but   at   the   end   of   the   day   –   there’s   nobody   to   blame   but   herself.   she   blinks   ,   pen   hovering   over   the   white   paper.               ‘   my   dad.   ’               she   guesses   ,   it’s   a   good   enough   answer   and   nobody   will   second   guess   it.   she   is   probably   the   closest   to   him   ,   after   all.               ‘   he’s   a   good   role   model   and   he’s   helped   me   through   every   step   of   my   life.   sure   ,   he’s   not   perfect   –   but   nobody   is   and   i   can’t   fault   him   for   being   human.   ’            it’s   not   what   was   asked   ,   and   she   chews   the   inside   of   her   cheek   –   gently   ,   not   wanting   to   give   herself   another   injury.

              ‘   my   favorite   memory   with   my   dad   was   when   i   was   graduating   high   school.   i   hadn’t   turned   seventeen   yet   but   it’d   been   a   really   rough   year   for   me   –   especially   with   my   dad   returning   to   congress   and   everyone   throwing   his   name   around   for   a   presidential   candidate.   the   tabloids   were   ruthless   that   year   ,   i   remember   instead   of   writing   articles   about   me   graduating   a   year   early   and   attending   yale   ,   they   were   talking   about   if   i’d   lost   my   virginity   to   my   newest   boyfriend.   silly   ,   right   ?   considering   i   was   literally   sixteen.   anyway   ,   i   cried   after   graduation   because   while   it   should’ve   been   a   proud   moment   ,   i   had   been   humiliated   all   year.   my   dad   took   me   out   for   milkshakes   at   one   in   the   morning.   we   ditched   the   bodyguards   and   we   went   to   a   little   boxcar   diner   and   we   just   talked   for   maybe   an   hour.   i   don’t   even   know   why   i’m   writing   this   down   ,   nobody   else   knows   this.   it’s   kaos   ,   i   guess.   ’           her   handwriting   here   is   especially   messy   ,   almost   illegible.

what’s your favorite holiday ? why ?

she   doesn’t   celebrate   holidays   ,   truthfully.   they’re   childish   and   she   really   doesn’t   see   the   point   in   them   ,   but   she’s   had   the   same   answer   since   she   was   six   ,   when   adults   started   asking.               ‘   christmas.   ’               she   doesn’t   want   to   elaborate   ,   but   she   forces   herself   to   continue   writing.                  ‘   i   love   the   atmosphere   of   the   holiday.   it’s   snowing   ,   it’s   winter   ,   people   are   kinder   ,   people   are   more   grateful.   it’s   a   good   holiday.   ’   it’s   a   bullshit   answer   ,   one   she’s   perfected   over   the   years   as   it   became   unacceptable   to   say   she   enjoyed   to   expensive   presents   and   the   wine   her   parents   let   her   drink.

what’s a little known fact about you ?

everything   about   her   intelligence   was   a   little   known   fact   to   general   america.   she’d   grown   up   as   the   daughter   of   the   handsome   politician   and   the   ex-beauty   queen   ,   she’d   only   ever   been   known   as   a   rich   girl   with   a   pretty   face   and   a   stunning   smile.               ‘   everything   ,   honestly.   ’               she’s   pressing   down   a   tad   harder   when   she   writes.               ‘   let’s   see   ,   i   graduated   high   school   with   one   year   of   college   complete   and   one   year   early   ,   i   got   a   perfect   act   score   and   near   perfect   sat   score   ,   i   graduated   from   yale   when   i   was   twenty   and   i   got   the   highest   lsat   score   of   my   class   –   but   i’m   sure   you   know   about   my   list   of   boyfriends   when   i   was   a   teen   ,   right   ?   ’               the   words   are   laced   with   bitterness   ,   but   she   can’t   help   it.   she   crosses   the   whole   thing   out   ,   outlining   the   block   of   words   and   coloring   it   in   so   it’s   just   a   block   of   black   ink.   underneath   it   ,   she   writes,               ‘   i’m   allergic   to   strawberries   !   ’

if you could describe your life six word story style, what would it be ?

a   wry   smile   plays   across   her   lips   ,   pen   gliding   smoothly.               ‘   i’m   so   much   more   than   that.   ’               a   sentence   she’s   said   to   herself   all   her   life.   no   explanation   wanted   ,   so   no   explanation   needed.

what’s a song you think will describe your summer in kaos ?

she’s   stumped   and   it   doesn’t   happen   often.   she   doesn’t   know   many   songs   that   describe   her   situation   ,   girl   is   tired   of   everything   so   she   runs   away   from   home   and   tries   to   stay   away   for   as   long   as   possible.               ‘   a   sky   full   of   stars   by   coldplay.   i   don’t   know   ,   it   just   reminds   me   of   my   brother   and   what   i   could   feel   this   summer.   ’

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Madison Iseman | Annabelle Comes Home interview

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athena  /əˈθiːni/  goddess of wisdom, craft, and war. “beauty might be dangerous but intelligence is lethal.”

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TRUTH   BE   TOLD   ,   she   wasn’t   aware   there   was   a   curse   in   the   first   place   –   but   she   could   see   it   now.   her   dad   lost   the   presidential   race   everyone   thought   he’d   win   ,   her   brother’s   an   addict   and   she   can’t   stay   out   of   the   tabloids.   she   has   to   wonder   if   maybe   she   is   cursed   –   maybe   her   mom   got   free   of   it   because   she’s   not   a   michaelides   by   blood   ,   or   maybe   her   curse   is   having   two   messed   up   children.   saffi’s   eyes   water   ,   but   she   blinks   hard   and   inhales   deeply   ,   forcing   the   tears   to   dry   themselves   out.   she   refuses   to   cry   because   of   this   –   she’s   been   through   so   much   worse   ,   this   is   a   hole   she   can   surely   dig   herself   out   of.   right   ?

guess it's that michaelides curse, huh?

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s t o r y b o o k s — dreamy music box versions of various songs [8tracks // Spotify]

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“I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.”

— Al Capone (via angrbodawrites)

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HER   DIRECT   MESSAGES   ARE   BLOWING   UP   ,   just   hours   after   the   photo’s   broke   on   the   latest   tabloid   sites.   a   disgruntled   sigh   leaves   her   lips   as   she   reads   the   message   from   another   girl   –   username   saffifan96.   she   has   to   wonder   why   she   even   has   fans   in   the   first   place   ,   and   if   this   person   is   really   a   fan   ,   she   guesses   they’re   not   really   that   much   of   a   fan.   she   wishes   she   could   respond   ,   but   she   knows   by   now   engaging   with   the   masses   is   never   a   good   idea.   she   wishes   she   could   tell   them   that   she’s   still   someone   to   look   up   to.   she’s   a   fucking   genius   ,   she’s   a   young   law   student   ,   she’s   someone   who’s   had   to   work   twice   as   hard   to   get   where   she   is   –   but   one   photo   has   swiftly   kicked   her   out   of   a   race   she   had   just   found   her   footing   in.   she   closes   the   direct   message   ,   inhaling   deeply   and   refreshes   the   page.   more   messages   ,   but   she’s   not   interested   in   reading   anymore.

so sad to see you throw your life away over drugs. as a girl who used to look up to you, i'm very disappointed.

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