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puffins-studio · 11 months

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Nico Di Angelo 💀 Will Solace ☀️

You don’t know how happy I was at the news of their solo book! I been off and on Percy Jackson because doctor who but it been on my back burner. And I found the release date of the book before my bad finals and I just had to act as if I didn’t see if so I could focus , problem is my adhd made me completely forget about the book until the pretty cover came on my to my feed and i dropped everything to read it.

I love them💕 I Want to do an embroidery for them too but I think I might listen to the book again as I can’t pick a favorite line to do. I might also do the other main character and add my headcannon ideas as I feel so proud of these came out!

Hazel

Percy & Annabeth

Jason

Leo

If you want to read my headcannons about their outfits, then it under the cut as I have many ideas.

[ID: The picture is a felt doll that is the shape of a gingerbread man with a big circle head Nico Di Angelo and Will solace. Nico have light color felt for skin, very dark brown hair that is to his shoulders and have a bit of a curl. He have black ties shoes, dark grey rip pants, a black and grey shirt with the skull on it. He have on a sliver studded belt, with beads for the studs, and a chain coming off of it. He have his ad jacket with a Italy flag patch in the right side and a sun patch in the left side. He have Bracelet on the hand with the sun patch sleeves. It a rainbow beaded one and a yellow and black twist. On this other wrist he have a black, read, and blue sparky thread one, a ace flags: black, grey,white, purple. And he have a beaded disability flag colors are black, green, blue, white,yellow, reddish pick, black. Will has light color felt for skin, short yellow blonde. He has ears and a little bit of black felt is peaking out for hearing aids.he have a blue shirt and a fort pocket, a little coco puff is in the pocket, he have on cargo shorts, a yellow orange sweatshirt around his waist, he I have on one blue sock and one read with cream shoes that have on the left one embroidery purple hyacinthus, a lyre and in the other side is a bow and arrow and the symbol of healing that have the single snake. He have camp bead and a sliver bead for the ring on the chain. On this left wrist he have a rainbow bracelet, and a random color one that is blue, light purple and light gray. On his other wrist is a bi flag one pink, purple, blue. And the last one is a matching one with Nico that is black and yellow.:ID]

Headcannons for Will

Star Wars

-I was going for like Star Wars socks, as this boy is either in flip flops or cowboy boots, he rarely wear anything else so he have fun socks to show off when he does

-(Maybe not the first time but maybe one of the first few time Nico said he love Will. Will make the Star Wars reference with Hans saying ‘I know’ and Nico is slightly confused. But then imagining his reaction when he all invested in the movie and then Hans say the line and Nico just stops and is like WILL! And will just start laughing “I couldn’t help it!”)

Shoes

-He only have one pair of sneakers and I was trying to think of something to Blightten up his outfit, and thought the Apollo cabin can’t leave anything plain. So Apollo theme shoe (dark idea is that they belonged to one of his older brothers who painted them and died and Will wanted to bring something that reminded him of his family into the underworld with him)

Coco puff

-Little coco puff in Will’s pocket I can’t decide if the little puff is attached to Will because it a deamon that Will actually helps Nico fight or the puffs are attached to anyone who have the same deamons so like if the little one is bad self confidence, then Will also have to work on his bad self confidence

Beads

-Enough beads for him to have gotten to camp one year before Percy. So he had two good years with his siblings before the wars. Just so he also have a family when his mom is on tour. But I do also think he has a lot of hidden Apollo kid power that he doesn’t know about so he think he weak with a randomly strong small. Like that is until Apollo learns where he went and is like how are you alive. Will “power of love… and really bad nicknames”

Disabled

-I tried to give him hearing aids, they enup being hidden in his hair, I was trying to think of a color that would stand out against the yellow hair as I also thought he would pick a noticeable color, and I wanted with black. Just him going into the underworld with so many extra batteries, but also him and Nico do a bit of asl or just come up with little hand signals.

Bracelet

-Rainbow one, bi vone, matching one with Nico, and a random one from a sibling

Headcannon Nico

Bracelets

-Nico has bracelets as during craft time some of the younger Apollo kids were make some and they all like to make Will some. At the time Nico was there making their matching ones at the time and will was making one for Nico. And then one little kid come up and whispers something to Will he grins. Nico look up because the silences and Will just nods to Nico, then the little kid goes over to Nico and holds up the bracelet and said they made it for him. Will fills in that they want to give it to him and so Nico just like ‘yeah sure’ and hold out his wrist and the kid tie it on before running happyly back to their table. Will leans over like ‘now you can’t take it off’ Nico just looks at him and Will is just ‘how did you think I get so many.” And then the younger kids even some from other cabins make Nico bracelets and he feels honored,

-Random one that is supposed to be the one the kids made him but also slightly Star Wars theme, I was trying to make it with the dark sparkly thread as I can imagine that how a kid see Nico. The other one is beads for the disability pride flag. Either Will makes if for him and he have one too if something with the flag as I love deaf Will and disabled Nico. Or another little kid make it for Nico who also have a disability and that help Nico acc his. I had to add a asexual one too, I can’t help it. Beads so he can mess with them when on edge

Beads

-And I love the idea that nico some how get the camp beads either he steal one each year as he wanted to be apart but hey keep them in a box some place and then after will saying something like he always had a fear of Nico leaving, and to show him he acc camp as home, the next morning Nico walked out of his cabin with the beads. Or Will just keep saving beads for Nico. Like it started as Will keep going around asking about Nico and got upset when he was told he left already, maybe he ask Percy and Percy tell him something like Nico doesn’t like camp. But Will meet Nico in the small window when Nico was at camp before he first ran away and got a little crush that his siblings notice, and then when Michael was giving the beads to his cabin, he give two to will, and just held a finger to his mouth before Will could say anything and say something like ‘you need to hold onto Nico’s bead, in case he comes back.” And so when Will was head he keep asking for an extra one to save for Nico. And he gives them to him at one point, maybe even just leave them by his bed during the 3 days.

Jacket

-Nico get a over size jacket so Will can steal it sometimes. He had a Italy flag patch, maybe Chiara got it from him because they are both Italian. And then sun patch maybe as a slight joke that the Apollo kids got him as he is always with them. And then I tried to do it so it look like he sewed them in himself. Pockets are totally full of chocolate and random rocks he finds, that he offers to Will and younger campers.

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 9 months

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hello again everyone i'm putting on my tinfoil jester hat & passing out Hefty grains of salt. its batshit theory time!

in short: i think Julie is gonna get violent & might end up killing someone - or she'll at least try. and i'm pretty sure something terrible is gonna happen to her.

in long: hoo boy. strap in

first off, i'd like to say that i love womens' wrongs And rights! all of this is said with utmost affection & respect for Julie. i love it when characters do terrible things, its interesting and so tasty for the story and their development <3

second disclaimer: most of this is just based off of what we have / know as of now. which is, admittedly, not much! so despite having short arms, i may be reaching very far! i'll get the based-on-knowledge part of my thoughts out of the way before getting into the more abstract I'm Just Making Shit Up At This Point part (educated guessing, yk yk!)

not sure where to start so i'll begin with what starting this line of thinking - flower symbolism. I've gone a little bit into it in a previous post from a while back (where i just made observations about the neighborhood map), but i'll restate the relevant parts. there are two flowers in the neighborhood with greek myths attached, and similar ones at that: the hyacinths outside of the Post Office, and the sunflowers outside of Frank's house.

most people know the hyacinth myth! Apollo, while playing metal frizbee with his (male) mortal lover Hyacinthus, Apollo's thrown discus bounced off of the ground and accidentally hit Hyacinthus in the head, killing him - then Apollo turned the spilled blood into the hyacinth flower. in another - popular - version of the myth, the wind god Zephyrus was jealous and blew the discus off course to kill Hyacinthus. as for sunflowers: Clytie, a nymph, was in love with Apollo and grew jealous of his relationship with a princess, Leucothoe. Clytie informed Leucothoe's father of the relationship, and he buried Leucothoe alive as punishment. Apollo turned his murdered lover into a sunflower. two flowers attached to greek myths about Apollo falling for a mortal, and that mortal gets murdered by a jealous non-mortal.

next, I would like to bring attention to This Concept Artwork from 2021. now i'm not gonna use this as a definitive "oh this exists so it must mean-" but there are always elements of concept work, especially Canon concept work, that sticks or can allude to themes or information that will be revealed later in the story. concepts are concepts for a reason - it means there's a solid idea that's being explored in depth, most times for use (especially that deep into the story crafting).

specifically, right now i'd like to look at the type of flower Julie is holding. pansies. normal ones + the primary fucked up pansy. pansies are symbols of love - both romantic and platonic, but predominantly platonic. it can also symbolize nostalgia, thought, admiration, remembrance, and can even be used as an "i'm sorry" flower. in victorian times, it was often used to represent forbidden/secret love.

stick with me, i'm getting to the point i promise

now, another thing is how much of Julie's character (meta-wise & in regards to the WH show as a production) is centered around love. her house is the "cutest" or most feminine one in the neighborhood, and it's downright infested with hearts, from the windows to the bushes to the chimney. she exists as Frank's foil, and it's almost definitive that she was meant to be Frank's love interest (there's just. so much evidence that there's no way that's not it). and just look at her! she looks like a love interest! if WH was a real show that i sat down to watch, i'd see her and immediately go "oh, ok, that's her base role"

this contradicts with what we know of her character - Julie seems big on platonic love, loving her friends, but other than that? she very much steps around what her house/character design is trying to say. she's hopscotching right over what the production wants from her. the only thing she kinda sticks with is the whole flower thing

but. but but but. i wonder! after the update, I'm pretty confident that the neighbors are influenced by the "script" and the workshop, even if they're not aware of it. see: the difference in how they act in the "recovered media" (where they behave more like they're characters playing out a bit, their dialogue has no natural lulls and it just sounds like a (really good) script) vs the 14 audios & the phone calls (natural dialogue, they seem more layered & like actual people instead of just characters, there's no set shenanigan - they're just doing their own things). and we can assume that the latter audios are from the neighbors off-script off-the-air.

despite this, they still somewhat try to fill their roles. the question is: how much of that is authentic, and how much is them still feeling that pressure to perform? just like how We as people feel pressure and expectation from societal rules/norms, even if we're not conscious of it. like, say... kids growing up thinking being queer is wrong, even if they've never been directly exposed to / made aware of homophobia/transphobia. We fill in the absence of being told "this is right" with "it must be wrong", and We act accordingly

so apply that to sapient puppets who were (again, most likely) made with set relationships, dynamics, and character details in mind. they're meant to be This Way, even if they want to be That Way, and that internal "programming" has to conflict, at least a little. like how I've seen Clown mention that homophobia will/may be a theme, and the only way i can see that happening among puppets who have never been directly exposed to it is if the above happens: they feel pressure from something they're unaware of. expectation from a "higher" plane of existence. as above, so below.

OKAY NOW WE'RE GETTING TO IT I PROMISE! blend this all together into Frank & Eddie catching feelings. they weren't meant to fall in love. they're not supposed to be together. it's - from the perspective of Playfellow & society (in the time period WH was active/created) - wrong.

Julie is supposed to be with Frank. Frank is supposed to be with Julie. in a way, they are together - they're best friends. they're foils. they were created to compliment each other and click. in the media audios, they're almost always together. if one of them is in a scene, so is the other.

so what happens if Frank starts to pull away? if he starts to spend more time with Eddie - what if Julie feels like she's being pushed out? what if she asks Frank to come play, only to be told he already has plans with Eddie, and if Julie tries to join in, what if Frank tells her no?

if it were me in this situation, I think I'd start to panic a little. everything has always been the same - it's always been Frank and Julie. that's how it's supposed to be. Frank and Eddie, well that's just - that's just wrong! and if, at this hypothetical point in the story, things are tangibly starting to degrade/go wrong, Julie might cling even harder, panic even more.

you see where I'm going with this? what i meant with the flower symbolism and what it could point to?

their world is falling apart, and Julie's one constant - Frank, her best friend, her grumpy rock - is pulling away. for Eddie. the mailman. and so what if the jealous "lover" takes action? Julie can make things go back to normal. she needs Frank, and in her mind she's losing him, but she can't lose him. she can't. and maybe that little whisper of expectation that she can't hear but feels nonetheless, fuels this fire. it makes her feel justified, makes her feel the need to act and "correct" this. maybe if she gets rid of the distraction, Frank's love and attention will be hers once more.

i mean, people do insane things when they're under that much pressure. from current probably-horrible events, a loss of control in their own life, their closest person seemingly distancing themselves, subconscious pressure from societal expectation. especially when it comes to love - platonic or romantic. w/ Julie, i'm pretty sure it's platonic in regards to Frank. though she is bi, so you never know! could be both!

and maybe it won't be about Frank & Eddie, if any of this turns out to even a little right. maybe there's a factor I'm not considering or haven't seen yet. but i really do think that there are things pointing to it.

like yeah, the Concept Art linked above. the caption saying "liar", the specific species of flower, Julie holding it over her mouth as if keeping a secret, the hammer. not sure if the person standing over her is her primary puppeteer, an abstract, or something else (it seems cracked?) but that's not what this theory is about!

then there's the flower patch - both behind her in the concept art, and the one behind her house on the map. it's striking me now that the two look very similar. they have mostly the same flowers, even. blue/yellow/white/orange "daisies", some daffodils, what i think are roses (it's hard to tell specifics on the map). an odd choice to make them so similar (unless it's coincidence!).

when I first saw the patch, my immediate thought was "holy shit is that a body dump?!" bc it's oddly green compared to the rest of the map, it's placed at a noticeable distance behind Julie's house - as if it's supposed to be "hidden", and it's the lushest spot in the neighborhood. now, to provide a counterargument to my own claim: it could be very green because that's how things are shaded, it looks like it's at a distance from the house bc the map is 2D, and its the lushest spot bc Julie's all about flowers - also, i doubt flowers would spontaneously grow since we can assume none of them are real. it's a puppet world of props. but who knows.

(and okay this might or might not be relevant but we can assume Julie is the one who made the chalk drawings on the path, right? i think there's a spiral in front of her house. just making a note of it.)

and there's just how much "pressure" seems to be on Julie compared to the others. she doesn't match her house. she doesn't fit her "role" the way she's meant to. AND OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT - by the swingset, there's now a bowling ball and what looks like red scissors. idk about you guys but i associate scissors with Eddie. he's all about crafts, after all! now i'm really reaching but hey? murder weapon? Julie does seem fond of bowling balls... that's a perfect bludgeoning weapon to have on hand (in abundance!)

in conclusion, i just think Julie has major potential to do some deliciously fucked up stuff. in fact, i hope she does! it could be handled/done in an absolutely fascinating way, and could have intriguing consequences.

who knows, maybe i'm right about her trying to get rid of Eddie (not out of malice or anything, just fear & pressure), and there'll be a whole thing where he keeps on coming back, completely unaware that she tried to off him, bc he's a puppet and it's probably really tough to kill something that wasn't really alive in the first place. i mean, in This Observation post i made about some new map secrets, there's a strange window shine on the Post Office door that could be spelling out either "nexus" or "new us". that plus the apparent extra hands/faces behind the door... Eddie is quite accident prone. who's to say he's not used to being replaced by himself? it's not like he'd remember. or is that the reason his memory is bad? holy shit wait - no wait this is a tangent. sorry. this post is about Julie lmao maybe i'll make a different post for this Eddie Thought i just had bc ough. ough...

and also, before anyone tries to come at me - because there's always people who twist words to Start Shit or misinterpret/miss the point - i'm not saying that Julie is like... homophobic. or hates Eddie. or is a "jealous crazy-" just. yk? and if you think that, maybe reread the post. or take a reading comprehension class <3

AS FOR THE SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENING TO JULIE. this is based on Two things and also Vibes. this section will be mercifully short compared to the rest of this clusterfuck of a post

so in the Livestream Trivia doc compiled by @/theneighborhood watch, yes i'm referencing this again sorry, there's this tidbit:

that, plus This Artwork, which features Julie (they're her shoes!) standing at the edge of an apparent chasm (the edge of the set, i assume) paints an interesting hypothetical picture. maybe she wanders a little too far and falls off the edge of her world. maybe she discovers something and Wally has to do something he doesn't want to do, but "needs" to. hey, who knows. maybe she is gonna hurt / try to hurt someone, and in an attempt to save them / stop her, Wally pushes her - either accidentally or on purpose, either way the end result would be the same. now I'm just pulling things out of my ass so lets move on lmao

then there's the Unknown Record in the website's media section. i actually recorded the audio and sped it up - i'll post that video later - and it seems to be an excerpt from Alice in Wonderland. the only part of it i've been able to clearly pick out is "Alice found herself falling down.... down... down..." followed by, presumably Alice speaking - who's high pitched voice reminds me of Julie's. so that's another point in the Julie Goes Bye-Bye Via Rapid Descent theory. or just goes temporarily missing! it could be that the only relevant part of the above trivia tidbit is the "falling down a cavern", and not the "never seen again" part. but it could. be. both.

though! though. Clown has stated that if all the neighbors were to take on roles in Alice in Wonderland, Wally is the one who would be Alice. which follows his direct connection to the spiral/eye pit, and the phrase "down the rabbit hole". so it could be either or. it could be both! it could be neither! this is all speculation, which brings us to....

the end! we made it! i hope you're still carrying your Hefty grains of salt! soon you'll be able to fill a large chicken-shaped shaker with it all!

#ok ive been feeling a little Clearer upstairs lately so i think this is actually written the way i wanted #the brain fog lifted just enough to be insane on main!#sorry about all the flower symbolism #i just think its there on purpose! why choose those specific flowers! why Draw specific flowers in a fictional puppet world #where not even the animals are real species! theyre just generic/fictional 'butterfly' 'beetle' etc #and how eddie and frank's main flowers are practically the same story just in different fonts #how julie is 'meant' to be frank's lover. the meanings of the pansy. the flower patch.#welcome home speculation #wh speculation #wh theory #homebogging #'i connected the dots' you didnt connect shit 'ive connected them'#i stg im gonna eat drywall....#and hey. maybe this is all just wishful thinking #i love it when fictional women do bad things. its catnip to me!#we'll see we'll see #wow i actually dont have much to say in the tags. i put it all in the main post. this is a rarity!#i just think it would be interesting if julie clashed with frank/eddie #that could be downright Fascinating...#well whatever happens ill enjoy it! im im right - awesome! if im wrong - awesome!

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irisandthegayestpotatoes · 2 months

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mildly overdue intro post!!

take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die i don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

hello! my name is iris :)

i use any pronouns!! he/him are my favourites at the moment (and feel free to use cool neos, i really like a lot of them!!)

i'm bi and a minor (idrc about people of any age interacting but please don't be weird!) :3

things you should probably know about me before you interact!!

-i'm very anxious and awkward and will apologise for everything i say

-i might not understand if you're joking, so if you plan on jokingly teasing/arguing with me please use tone indicators :)

-i don't like flirting online. at all. ever. i don't make exceptions.

-i dm friends/moots quite a lot and i really, really love talking to people!!

-i'm quite a positive person! you can vent but please do be aware that although i won't dismiss anything you feel, i will be friendly and try to give you advice probably and i won't joke about it/"haha i can relate". if that's not what you want please don't vent to me.

-i don't do (tooo much) serious venting on this blog!! (or anywhere publicly online :) ) i might mention relapsing in my dni, i'm okay :) . i've struggled with lots of things in the past, but i'm in recovery and i'm okay

-this is a safe space for absolutely everyone except for the people listed in my dni and everyone is allowed to vent here! if you have any specific questions about that send an ask or dm me :)

dni

-nsfw blogs (if you occasionally post nsfw things with warning that's cool)

-ed/sh blogs (some of you can! just ask :3 and please try to follow me from any blog you have that isn't ed/sh themed and remember that i'm in recovery if that's in your dni)

-terfs (you're just not welcome here, fuck off)

-sexists/homophobes/racists

-anyone with romantic/sexual intentions

things i like!

random stuff

-learning about music :)

-greek mythology (especially when it's queer, so achilles and patroclus and apollo and hyacinthus and stuff like that)

-pikas

-meeting + learning about different types of people!!!

-tea :3

-stars

tv shows/movies

-heartstopper

-young royals

-atsv

books

-osemanverse!!! (i love osemanverse. please talk to me about osemanverse. i've only read half of loveless and i haven't read radio silence but i LOVE iwbft, heartstopper, and solitaire

-tsoa

music

-taylor swift (her music, not her as a person. if you make your entire personality hating her, please stay away from my blog)

-conan gray!!! (i love conan gray so much)

-boygenius

-will wood

-noahfinnce (i watch his yt a lot too :3)

-car seat headrest

-cavetown

-way too much other stuff?? i'm a bit of a music fan sorry i love EVERYTHING

if you have read all this and still want to talk to me for some reason, please do!! i love making new friends :)

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(last one is by @hisshiss-bitch who is very cool and awesome :))

...this user is also surprised you got through all these

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vacantgodling · 1 year

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re. about

REN -> renjamin when you want to scream my name like a disappointed and scandalized parent, rimz for cool kids, R.A.A for formal stuff (OFFICIALLY!!!!!)

26 -> 10.02 i age up

black, transmasc (he/him) & queer (achillean/mlm 🌲🍵☁️🧊🈳)

also been dating the love of my life for 6 years now & we make stories together. check them out here! -> @mothgrudge

neurodivergent, surprising no one

since tumblrs dying find me elsewhere here

also here’s a general psa for youngins that want to follow me. if you’re like 16-19 please read this first. i’m not making a rule or anything that i don’t want youngins following me but like please understand i’m an adult and i’m not tailoring my space to you.

you’ll rarely find me outside of tumblr but i offer art commissions, i have a discord (i don’t really do huge servers they make me anxious but 2-6 people is chill) & i have an art insta. i also have a pinterest for my wips. u can also technically add me on battlenet but i only play overwatch (tis my special interest). i also have a bluesky now if anyone else is on there LMAO

re. wips

i have a LOT of them. but the main one you truly need to know about is:

THE FALL OF GALERÉ BOOK I: PARAMOUR || “saved” from an imminent social death through arranged marriage, HYACINTHUS SHRAPNEL is whisked away to The Chateau aux Aisles D’or, where an unlikely sexual relationship with his butler AMON leads to far more than he bargained for. -> wip intro & powerpoint intro || character intros || gunn sibling kin assigner || s: paramour (main tag) || writing recaps

however i will talk about my other wips at random. you can find a full masterlist of all my wips and ideas HERE!

i also have a wip sampler series where i’m posting passages that encapsulate major vibes or themes of my wips. part one is here!

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cookiecomics · 3 months

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What's your director's cut on Purple Hyacinth?? :D

Ah yes, Wakaba, the source of my many MANY brain worms. I am no doubt, a big believer of the grey pigeon theory not as a means to undermine Akechi's story but rather to expand on Wakaba's.

I like the idea she was so steadfast and determined to break road in cognitive psience via unethical research. I like the idea that someone can be a kind loving mother and still be passively and actively responsible for cruelty in the name of their goals. One of the reasons I named the chapter the purple hyacinth was after the Greek Lover of Apollo by the same name, Hyacinthus.

Hyacinthus was an intelligent spartian prince both beautiful and misunderstood since he valued knowledge over physical strength. He was killed when the spirit of the Wind was jealous of his relationship with Apollo, who loved him and while they were throwing discs, the spirit of the wind turned the winds and caused it to hit Hyacinthus in the head and he died.

Apollo in his grief turned Hyacinthus's body into a flower hence the name.

Now, I love playing around with personas and mythology and Hyacinthus was the perfect candidate for Wakaba in my eyes for a few reasons.

Hyacinthus like Wakaba, primary role in the narrative and story was to be known for their intelligence and their death. Little else is known beyond that because that was the most important part of the story, how his death affected Apollo and why his death came about.

Apollo, funny enough, has this thing where the majority of his relationships are cursed. Most people he tries to woo either end up dead or turned into plants, cursed child enters Wakaba's life she ends up pretty similarly.

I liked the idea that Hyacinthus's death and how he was grieved became immortalized in Apollo turning him into a flower while Futaba's palace was around themes of immortality, bringing back the dead back to life and ultimately, centered around immortalizing grief.

I like the idea that ultimately, while I believe Wakaba was a complicated woman and person with goals and desires of her own. After all, she wouldn't have had a shadow to be killed if she didn't have distorted desires. She's this..unknown entity in the story, who is only known for how she was loved, how intelligent she was, and how she was killed, just like Hyacinthus.

I love mythology, I love parallels, and I absolutely love the idea that Wakaba's shadow was "studying" her and the real world just like how Wakaba was studying the cognitive world.

I also explained this once before but the reason why Wakaba's garden in her palace became a race track was due to something my professor told me once about how the field of research is a race track.

You have to be the first to discover something, the first to publish, because chances are there are thousands of people trying to prove the same thing as you and you have to win the race or else you're just last place.

That's what I think drove Wakaba as well, the drive to be the first to discover the metaverse, how to use it, similarly to Maruki. Whether her intentions were ultimately for the good of people is irrelevant because she could always justify the means via the ends.

Wakaba spent alot of time with Goro and ended up loving him as a son, but not enough to stop what she was doing, not enough to put her own daughter at risk. It's sad because well, Wakaba is just another complicated adult in Goro's life, a person whose depiction of love and affection was marred by the things she condoned. I find that fascinating that if the two of them had trusted each other just a little bit sooner, then maybe things would have been different for them both.

Wakaba was Goro's Magacian Arcana, which meant she was his metaverse guide similar to how Morgana is for Ren, or rather was supposed to be for Ren.

I think towards the end of her life she ended up with a lot of regrets, and she knew exactly how it was going to end.

#atott

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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 11 months

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Prompt 32 out of the kiss prompt list: to wake up

Pairing: Apollo x Hyacinthus

Themes : Soft

Warnings : Kissing | Mentions of prior sexual activity

Summary: Duty calls, and yet Apollo doesn’t want to leave Hyacinthus while he sleeps.

Minors DNI | 18+ | Rules and tag form here.

It was wintertime in Sparta. The air was cold, and the land lay shrouded in darkness.

But not for long. Pigeons flapped their wings noisily and cooed in nearby olive trees. My gaze went out to the window, to the sunrise. I lay awake and watched brilliant flashes of gold and yellow and orange and red spread over the horizon. The clouds were tinged with a glorious shade of pink. Helios was in a splendid mood this morning.

Hyacinthus stirred and mumbled in his sleep. Sometime during the night, one of us kicked off the pelts while we slept. I pulled Hyacinthus closer when he shivered, my eyes wandering over a body now limned with faint light. It bore the signs of last night—the things we did, all of what we did. I yearned to stay longer and lose myself in his flesh again, and again, but I could already hear father summoning me.

I could not just leave, not while Hyacinthus slept. I pressed my lips over those that were soft and tasted sweet, like new honey. My fingers brushed against his cheek. Hyacinthus stirred again, his mouth slowly opening under mine.

tags: @peggy-sue-reads-a-book

#prompts #hyacinthus #apollo #apollo and hyacinthus #greek pantheon #greek gods #apollo imagine #hyacinthus imagine #writeblr #💫whimsy's shenanigans #💫a world of whimsy writes

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gashface · 1 year

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Hey beautiful people,

to celebrate pride month, this weeks theme was 'PRIDE', and it was so lovely seeing your models embracing their identities, sexualities and telling their stories.

Onto the results! This week I was looking for edits that embrace your models story, whether it be their sexuality or their experience. This week, everyone made me just so proud to be apart of the community.

Charline Morel by @cyazurai

Iris, the Greek personification of the rainbow and messenger of the gods alongside Hermes. She is a goddess with few of her own mythologies, and worshiped very rarely, unlike most other gods. Also unlike many of the other gods, she does not have any specific stories involving homosexuality - at least, none that have been preserved in the annals of mythology. She was known as a virgin goddess, and the loyal handmaiden of Hera. Once the primary messenger to the gods, when Hermes came along she took the opportunity to dedicate her service to Hera. In some myths, it was said that she had a husband, Zephyrus - but said husband is known for his unrequited love for the spartan prince Hyacinthus (who was in love with another god, Apollo). Two gods, in love with another, but finding comfort in each other. And perhaps, Iris could be the personification of the Pride rainbow, too.

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 9/10

STORY: 5/10

EXECUTION: 9/10

STYLE: 9/10

Parker Winston by @morgynemberisagenderfluiddaddy

Since I was a kid, I knew I was "different." I didn't know what words like "bisexual" or "gay" meant, all I knew was that they were things my parents didn't approve of. As I got older, I learned those words, and I learned the awful connotation that came with them. I was called a delinquent, I was told I was greedy, that I was somehow sinful for the way I was born. Things were assumed about me; that I could never be a good father or a significant other, that I was a cheater and/or a whore. I was told a lot of shit, and I believed a lot of shit, but I'm here to tell you know of it is true. We are all so much more than our sexualities! We are your loved ones and your worst enemies. We are sinners and saints. We are fire and ice. We are liars and honest. We are evil and good. We are different and the same. Perfectly contradictory, but perfectly blended together. We are everything, everyone, and anything in between!

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 8/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 7/10

STYLE: 8/10

Ember Arendse by @wolfrynn313

Ember: "I always try to attend the pride celebrations in San Myshuno when I can! Pride is something very close to my heart due to the fact that it's a time of the year where I, along with many others, can celebrate our sexual orientations and identities (And this very much includes Ace people as well!). That having been said, I am sadly all too aware that not everybody is fortunate enough to have accepting blood relatives embrace them, which is why it has been so important to me to support my brother Phoenix, who came out as bisexual four years ago; and now that he's 18 I've finally been able to introduce him to my favourite gay club" (pictured)

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 8/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 8/10

STYLE: 8/10

Dillion Carter by @mewo-ita

Their tiny, punk-rock band hadn’t started out very prideful. How could it be when it consisted of closeted and queer jocks, nerds, and cheerleaders from their high-school? They were first bought together by a non-binary punk transfer student— Dillion. Each song, outfit and neopronoun they shared in secret went against their assigned roles by society; both inside and out of school. Each member’s shared love for music outweighed the other’s socioeconomic stereotypes. However, they insulted each other and got into arguments constantly in the beginning. Multiple times someone had left only to come back a few days later. But the actions that had once held deep shame, denial, and phobias blossomed into confidence and acceptance after all the commonalities and time spent together. It wasn’t strange these days to find them in a group cuddle after practice, at a sleepover, or just hanging out as friends in public. By the time they were in college, their group of outsiders had turned into a close-knit family. For once in the years of all the questions and hiding, the teens found themselves happy they weren’t “normal.” Today was the day they would go public with their band while in front of a live audience. With a shared nod, they stood tall in their poses and bright grins as the instrumental of "Moonlight Densetsu" kicked in. What was there to be afraid of when they had each other?

POINTS

ORIGINALITY: 10/10

STORY: 10/10

EXECUTION: 9/10

STYLE: 8/10

GOOD WORK EVERYONE!~

This weeks prompt just brought me so much joy seeing each and every one of the edits. I applaud you all for the dedication <3 Thank you everyone who did submit this week, this was my fave prompt so far! I can't wait to see what you creative legends make for week 5!

INFORMATION FOR THE NEXT PROMPT WILL BE RELEASED AROUND 10:00PM AEST 18th of June [Keep in mind, this will be the 17th for many of you haha]

This week's prompt hint!

That's all guys! Can't wait to see what everyone does for WEEK 5!

- Buddy

#SHINE #week4 #results #ts4 competition #sims 4 competition #ts4 #sims4 #sims 4

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2, 21, 23, 30!

Thank you so much for the ask aaah!! I am now going to go into far more detail than is necessary because I love to talk HAHA

2. three last songs you listened to

A: Miss Miseryguts (by R.I.P)

This song slaps so hard. I have been listening to it on repeat for like a week. The lyrics are so good and I have been imagining amvs with my oc to it (his name is Chamomile, he is a strawberry cow-boy, and this song is a little more toxic than he usually is, but I'm imagining that it's like an evil au or something LOL)

B: The soundtrack from Animation VS Minecraft: The King (by Scott Buckley)

Listen. Listen for just one second. Imagine theres an animated series. It's about this guy who draws some stick figures on his computer, and they come to life. Hijinks ensue, and they have all sorts of wacky adventures on his desktop, and eventually in Minecraft as well.

Look me in the eyes. This thing has lore. And character arcs. And morally grey characters with tragic backstories.

And it also has crazy good music (WITH LEITMOTIFS). The link above is the soundtrack for The King, aka the season 3 finale and an episode that literally made me cry actual tears. But I also reccomend listening to the Pigstep Remix (PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE LISTEN TO IT it's an absolute banger, it starts with the og minecraft music disc music, then transitions into this crazy good orchestral arrangement PLEASE listen I am BEGGING you), and watching the epsiodes Note Block Battle (silly nonsense, no lore or understanding of the series needed, but funky tunes) and Note Block Universe (the first half is silly nonsense with funky tunes, the second half features one of the aformentioned Morally Grey Characters and their tragic backstory. Lots of it won't make sense unless you know the series, but I can't talk about the AVM series or it's music without talking about it) (both Note Block episodes use music as a main plot point) (also, there is almost never any dialogue, which makes the music absolutely shine when conveying emotions, in addition to the animation [which is so expressive despite the characters literally not having faces. They can emote SO much with JUST body language]) (I am getting SO off track I'm sorry I just love AVM so much) (one day im going to write a 10,000 word rant about how good AVM is I swear)

C: HYACINTHUS (by Aidoneus)

Man, it's just so beautiful, and considering it's about the story of Apollo and Hyacinthus, I love it from a story AND religious viewpoint 🪻🌻

21. three songs of your childhood

Last of Me by CircusP, Echo (Nightcore) (by Jason Walker), and Pika Girl (Nightcore) (by S3RL) were PEAK music to my extremely depressed 12 year old self, I was DEEP into vocaloid/nightcore/etc and honestly I still am GRHWHAHE

23. three songs that never fail to get you pumped up

A: BREADY STEADY GO (by OMOCAT)

The entire Omori OST is absolutely amazing, and has such a good range of different emotions, but the boss themes especially are SO good. This one is SUCH a banger AGHHH

B: Voices (by Derivakat)

One of my favourite Technoblade tributes. It is absolutely incredible. Also listen to the version by The Jukeblockers, it features lyrics in like 12 languages and it has a sick guitar solo bit

C: World's End Valentine (by OMOCAT)

It's another Omori one but I literally cannot help it. It's SO GOOD AAAGGHHHHHHHH

30. three songs you really want your followers to know (for reasons other than all those above)

A: Innocence (by Nathan Wagner) Holy fuck. One of the most beautiful and haunting songs I've ever heard in my whole life. If you only listen to one of these songs, make this one of them. Please. Also, it is VERY good for imagining amvs in your head.

B: Sealed Vessel (by Christopher Larkin) and OMORI + ALTER (by OMOCAT)

Technically this is 2 songs (technically 3 but OMORI and ALTER are like a part 1 and 2 of the same song), but they both fall into "video game final boss themes that make me want to cry", even though they are quite different. Sealed Vessel is more haunting and heart-sinkingly sad, especially near the end. OMORI + ALTER is sad, but more in a chest-tightening anxious way. If you know the stories of Hollow Knight and Omori, you know that the lore for both of them is heartbreaking, and these songs fit that perfectly.

C: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild - Theme

God. This song just makes me feel so much. The main bit makes my heart race and gives me goosebumps every time I listen to it. I don't even know why, or how to describe it. And it means so much to me emotionally as well. BOTW was a huge part of my life, and it always will be. This game gave me escapism when I was going through a really traumatic part of my life, Link was a big part of figuring out my gender identity, and I would spend time with my mom by playing while she watched. It's so important to me, and this song makes me feel so many feelings. Man.

#thank you so much for the ask aghehdn #i am a certified yapper im so sorry #also like half of these are video game soundtracks ZHRGWH my taste in music is pretty broad i dont JUST listen to those LOL #ask games #asks #long post #i HOPE i didnt fuck up any of the links LOLLLL

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champagneprblms · 1 year

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star butterfly - intro

Look who just woke up- is that SABRINA CARPENTER? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s STAR BUTTERFLY from DISNEY/STAR VS THE FORCES OF EVIL. I heard she is 22 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, they still give off a/an CREATING RAINBOWS AND PUPPIES, USING MAGIC WILLY-NILLY, BRINGING JOY TO EVERYBODY AROUND impression. They’re known to be quite EXCITING, but have a tendency to be IMMATURE on their bad days.

Gender/Pronouns : cisgender female, she/her

How long have they been in Sydney :in real time, star has only been here for four years, but she was raised here in her fake life.

Which suburb do they live in? she lives in balmain

Personality description :star is a very energetic and friendly person. she can seemingly make friends wherever she goes with her bubbly attitude and friendly demeanor. she does have a tendency to be selfish, but it’s more of an unknowingly being selfish type thing.

Memories of their real life : star remembers everything from her past life. moving into the diaz house, meeting eclipsa, destroying all magic, etc.

What was their fake life like : star came from a bigger family, being the youngest of them all. she tends to go to her older brother hyacinthus for every little thing going wrong in her life. thankfully, he seems to be patient with her. she tends to run around and get herself into trouble, but thankfully not into too bad of trouble. she has an easy time getting help or talking her way out of things. she is currently a student, but works part time at a restaurant.

Optional, please pick at least three and interpret them however you wish ::

Theme Song : me! by taylor swift

Hobbies : a little bit of everything, tbh

Personality Type : she is an ESFP, the ceo: playful, enthusiastic, tactful, independent, flexible, spontanious

#৲ ° .　 !! 　STAR BUTTERFLY ; LIKE A RAINBOW WITH ALL OF THE COLORS.#thebridge: intro

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demigoddreamer · 2 years

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LGBTQ+ Themes in Greek Mythology

I'm no Greek Mythology expert i don't have any professional qualifications whatsoever(tho when i go to college imma minor in classics with a bio major but you don't care sorry :'(

i'm just a nerd who spends way too much time researching/reading a million books(calling all PJO fans/riordanverse in general i'm a fan too)on greek mythology(btw any of you read song of achilles, that shit broke my heart but i can't help it i just love greek mythology adaptations so fucking much)

these aren't in order i don't have a particular timeline but i think it's important to discuss lgbtq+ themes in greek mythology in SOME CAPACITY especially with something called ERASURE I SAID GREECE WAS GAY YALL but the greeks were more sexually fluid so they don't really have labels for this the same way we do and the way we defined their sexuality is not how we define it but this is most likely how it would've translated in the modern world and it's still important because seeing lgbtq+ figures in ancient cultures proves their existence and that we're here and queer, I can't do everyone here so i might do a part 2 if yall want

*Zeus did have like maybe 1 or 2 male lovers, the most notable ganymede but like Zeus is an asshole he's not cool enough to be queer so no i'm not going in depth about him AT ALL

1. Apollo

we all know Apollo, god of: music, poetry, healing, sun/light, archery, prophecy

but also he's THE bisexual icon(there are other gods like Hermes and Dionysus notable for male lovers I said Hermes was pan in like he was literally the god pan at one point and he's pansexual) but Apollo has the most male lovers out of any god and he does have a fuckton of female lovers(not nearly as many as zeus tho, no one gonna surpass him) Apollo is also depicted to be extremely hot no pun intended but also having a rather feminine appearance

some of his famous same sex lovers include:

Hyacinthus(this one my fav)- so fucking tragic got turned into the hyacinth plant

Admetus- no tragic end for Admetus unfortunately Admetus is a...straight-ie(I usually only call the cringe straights straighties but i'm just in pain in how Apollo hopelessly pines over him)

There's others but they're not as notable so imma speedrun but if you want me to talk more about them in depth and other lgbtq+ themes in greek mythology ask for a part 2

2. Hermaphroditus

This god was the son of Hermes and Aphrodite(please don't ask how THAT happened it just did)

Hermaphroditus is intersex, he's the god of intersex people, a symbol of androgyny and is the reason why intersex animals like snails(they have male & female reproductive parts) are called "Hermaphrodites"

The story is Hermaphroditus was just chilling in a body of water when the nymph Salmacis jumped on top of him while he was chilling and intended to rape him and she called on the gods to make it so that she and Hermaphroditus would be together forever so the gods merged them together into a partly female and male individual

3. Chaos

if any of yall read hesiod's theogony or...just hear stuff elsewhere, you may have heard of this creation myth where in the beginning there was a primordial kind of emptiness or void which was Chaos and this is mostly a headcanon but i legit cannot remember if they refer to Chaos gender AT ALL sooooo

NON-BINARY NON-BINARY NON-BINARY

4. Sipriotes

There are multiple stories of Gods changing mortals gender maybe as divine punishment, to help disguise them/protect them or whatever so the mortals may go mtf or ftm so TRANGENDER

Sipriotes isn't the most notable or even the most important in fact she only gets like a 1 line mention in some author's work but she's important to me

because she has some agency in this story. basically i think what happened is that she(he at the time) saw Artemis bathing(like actaeon but the reason that Artemis gets mad at her isn't clear since this myth is so obscure and it's not certain if the bathing is even the "correct version" or correct as can be with greek myth) so Artemis in retribution gave Sipriotes an ultimatum, she could either be given a woman body and join Artemis's hunters or worse so Sipriotes chose the hunters and the woman bod

5. Iphis and Ianthe

There are 2 people in this one cause 1. this is much longer than i anticipated and i don't think people wanna read that much 2. these people aren't important enough to have their own and their stories are so intertwined that individual sections would be too short and basically the same

Iphis was raised as a dude despite being a woman so one day when Iphis gets married they are offered to a woman named Ianthe. Iphis is sad because Iphis fell in love with Ianthe(mutual) but Iphis knows they can't be together as 2 women so Iphis prays to the gods for a solution to be able to marry Ianthe so the gods like turn Iphis into a dude

so this could be a trans guy with a bi?(if ianthe knew iphis was a woman) woman or technically this could be seen as wlw or i should say sapphic cause this greek i tend to lean toward this being trans guy but i won't argue with your interpretation unless you're being transphobic

6. Callisto

Now greece was very misogynistic and had a high emphasis on manly men. that's why in greek mythology there were so many mlm couples but you can't find shit on wlw there are technically only 2, one of them being the previous one and this one...it's technically not wlw it's awful it's evil but it's all we got

Callisto was a hunter of Artemis who might've been a queer woman. So basically Artemis's hunters say no to the company of men and swear off romance so none of the gods can touch them. But one day Zeus was like "yo Callisto do be looking kinda hot tho" and tried to seduce her even tho Callisto is off limits, he did this by shapeshifting into the Artemis and then called Callisto into a private spot where he raped her and got her pregnant. unfortunately since Callisto is no longer a virgin she had to leave the hunters and i think she got turned into a bear by usually Hera but sometimes Artemis too tired to double check

7. Artemis, Athena, Hestia

Now these lovely ladies are famous for being the only 3 beings Aphrodite(goddess of love) has no power over as they are virgin goddesses who swear to be maidens forever. I tend to see them on the Aroace spectrum.

Artemis was someone who said no to romance and to forever forswear the company of men that could technically be interpreted a few different ways(aka did she like girls? lesbian ace maybe?) I tend to lean toward no she appears more aroace as she had nada in the relationships department(no she never loved orion i'm tired of answering that question)

Athena is pretty specifically aroace as its very much explicit that she has no time for romance and prefers to spend her time on battle strategy and crafts. She is called Athena Parthenos* virgin athena for a reason. I heard her childhood best friend pallas was her woman lover from a random internet person but i can't find any sources for this so take that with a grain of salt but it could be that sources are hard to come by for ancient civilizations idk so she could be biromantic ace maybe????

Hestia is def aroace but also we have very little sources of any kind about her. only about her worship no myths. which is sad as fuck because she's a dope goddess i wish there was more about her

*I just realized i forgot to do achilles and patroclus but i was just so tired, i'll do them in the part 2

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inamindfarfaraway · 3 years

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Animaniacs (2020) LGBT+ Pride Song

I wrote a song I would have the Warner siblings sing in a potential LGBT+ Pride celebration episode. Obviously you can’t hear the tune and music, but I can, and I’ll tell you it’s fast, very bouncy and cheerful in the classic Animaniacs educational list song-style. You can’t tell me Yakko wouldn’t love to make a song out of the acronym. The title of this segment could be “Easy as L, G, B…”. It could start with a bystander of a Pride parade complaining not maliciously, but ignorantly that "there are so many identities these days" and it's "too confusing", so the Warners show up (out of the parade, obviously) to break things down.

The Pinky and the Brain segment would have the two mice finally confessing their feelings and officially becoming a couple. We all want it!

The other Warner siblings segment could be a sketch with their presence added to either a famous point of queer history or a myth or story including queer representation. Ooh, how about them trying unsuccessfully to help a histrionic disaster bi Apollo get a male or female partner who doesn’t die and/or turn into a plant? “Hello, nymph!” He refuses to associate with Eros because he sees him as a rival archer (“Isn’t your twin sister another archer?” “Yeah, and we’re rivals.”). The Warners are happy to step in. Artemis meanwhile, unequivocally not into dating or romance, observes her brother’s string of failures with some pity, but mostly amusement and wry comments. At the end the Warners finally manage to set Apollo up in a genuine, equally loving and respectful relationship with the mortal man Hyacinthus, certain he’s a keeper, and the couple stroll off hand in hand in a picturesque romantic scene. "Hey, for our first date, maybe we could go discus throwing?" "Sounds perfect."

Anyway, I have the visuals of the song in my head, but they’re very dynamic and I can’t be bothered to fully describe them. The initial real world setting is a Pride parade; the bulk of the song is in an abstract space with various manipulatable pride flag backdrops and informational diagrams and example couples and so on; then they return to the parade in the finals chorus. I personally don’t feel very strongly about the nonbinary Wakko headcanon, but I get why it’s a thing and know it means a lot to a lot of people, and it would be cool to be confirmed. I think it should get its own segment were it to become canon. It does give me a cute mental image of Wakko wearing a version of his sweatshirt in the nonbinary or demiboy flag stripes. And the “gender balanced” phrase in the theme song would be more true, with Wakko standing on top of the scales in the middle or something.

Yakko: G for gay -

Dot: And L for lesbian

Yakko: Have meanings much the same

Only the same gender as you can light that special flame

Dot: It’s found all across history, and the animal scene

So the US let them marry nationwide in - 2015?!

(sighs) America is always more disappointing than I remember.

Wakko: B is for bisexual, you like two genders or more

Yakko: Guys, girls or any other, so much nuance to explore

Dot: Now it’s true pansexuality is liking many genders too

Wakko: But when you’re pan gender really doesn’t matter to you

Yakko: Heck, you can be bi and pan if you don’t get the difference!

That brings us to asexual, the oft-neglected A

It means you simply do not feel the need for any ‘adult play’

That’s by no means essential, so a problem there is none

Unless society’s obsession with the business counts as one

Dot: A stands for aromantic too, as attraction can be split

You may feel the physical part, but not the lovey-dovey bit

Wakko: Demisexuals feel ace until they meet a special case

If neither’s there don’t worry, that just makes you aroace!

Warners: Whether you haven’t found a label

Or’ve been sure of yours since birth

No one should be able to deprive you of your worth

If you’re long gone from the closest

Or you'd rather stay inside

No one can erase your place in life’s crazy, wild ride

That’s why we celebrate Pride!

Wakko: Hey, we missed the T.

Yakko: Oh yeah. I thought it might be easier to have the verses for sexualities and genders be separate. You know, because they're totally separate things.

Dot: That makes sense. I bags the first verse!

T is for transgender, a blanket label widely worn

Your gender isn’t what the doctor said when you were born

That one’s names and clothes and stuff can cause you much distress

Though if you wanna keep them, you aren’t made trans any less

Yakko: Growing up we often learn that the genders number two

But there's documented history that proves that isn’t true

Wakko: Some people are nonbinary, and some lean either way

Dot: The genderfluid may be anything at any time of day

Wakko: But wait, why do we even need a binary at all?

One not one big massive spectrum upon which we all can fall?

Dot: The human experience comes in endless shapes and forms

You can’t hope to contain them in one culture’s set of norms

Yakko: Yes, heteronormativity is a social construct utterly

A person is a person and so we should all live free

Warners and Pride Parade Ensemble: Whether you know exactly who you are

Or you’re questioning or queer

If you feel abhorred, then rest assured, you belong right here

No one’s ever put us down for good

Although many have tried

That’s why we celebrate Pride

Warners: And if you’re cis and straight

No need to wait

Allies are always great!

All: So come on and celebrate… Pride!

Wakko: Now what do we do?

Yakko: Have fun! But first, we need to turn off our phones. The fans are gonna go nuts over which of us sang what lines of -

[He starts vibrating like a jackhammer with incessant notifications. Wakko and Dot quickly turn their phones off.]

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dandelion-turtle · 3 years

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Hyakinthos

Hyakinthos was a Spartan prince, most prominently known in Amyclae with a decent cult following. there are a couple of different people listed as being his parents, but the most popular is King Amyclus and Diomedes. if Amyclus was his father, that would also make Daphne, another of Apollo’s lovers, Hyakinthos’s sister. it seems like he would be quite simple, he has a relatively small story with one of the earliest written records from Hesiod. in this version there is no love rival, just an accident. written in the 7th century BC, it was merely one, albeit long, sentence.

”. . ((lacuna)) rich-tressed Diomede; and she bare Hyakinthos (Hyacinthus), the blameless one and strong . . ((lacuna)) whom, on a time Phoibos (Phoebus) [Apollon] himself slew unwittingly with a ruthless disk.”

however, the most famous version, and one that most will know, comes from Ovid’s Metamorphosis. written somewhere between the 1st century BC and 1st century AD, this sentence long story grew to be paragraphs long. in which Ovid describes the love Apollo and Hyakinthos have for each other — which was the ultimate demise for the young prince. with parts of it coming from the perspective of a mourning Apollo, Ovid writes how Hyakinthos was turned into a flower with “ai, ai” written on the petals to express Apollo’s sadness. and the version that we all have come to know including betrayal and jealous rage from Zephyros (the West Wind), is hinted at in Pausanias’ “Description of Greece”.

”[In the temple of Apollon at Amyklai (Amyclae) Nikias (Nicias) [painter fl. c. 320 B.C.], son of Nikomedes, has painted him [Hyakinthos (Hyacinthus)] in the very prime of youthful beauty, hinting at the love of Apollon for Hyakinthos of which legend tells . . . As for Zephyros (the West Wind), how Apollon unintentionally killed Hyakinthos, and the story of the flower, we must be content with the legends, although perhaps they are not true history.”

despite this seemingly clear-cut story, there’s a lot more than meets the eye with Hyakinthos. according to many historians the -nth part of his name is pre-Hellenic and comes from the Mycenaean era. another word like that would be Corinth — a pre-Greek polis that was destroyed and rebuilt. this leads many to believe that Hyakinthos was around BEFORE Apollo. he would have been a chthonic vegetation god — almost like the male equivalent to Persephone. this leads to a few different theories, but before I get to that, let me tell you the story of Hyakinthos as told by Ovid and Lucian’s “Dialogues of the Gods”. ═══════════════════════════

⊰ The Myth ⊱

Hyakinthos was a beautiful Spartan prince. he had many lovers, but the one that had eventually won his heart was Apollo. the god taught beautiful long-haired Hyakinthos how to play the lyre, how to use a bow and arrows, a little bit on prophecies, and gave him a swan chariot. the two were incredibly in love, but sadly, there was someone who didn’t like that. Zephyros, the west wind, was jealous for he too loved Hyakinthos. he had tried to woo him but it really was no match for Apollo. he watched the two men play again and again until he had eventually had enough of it. he ultimately created one of the most tragic love stories. like most days, Apollo and Hyakinthos were together, playing around and having mild competitions throwing a discus. Apollo wanted to show off for Hyakinthos so he could see just what a god could do. he threw a discus high into the air, clearing the clouds away and it disappeared into the sky. Hyakinthos wanted to impress his lover as well, so he chased after the discus laughing. Zephyros in a fit of rage at the two men enjoying themselves changed the course of the discus. as it came to land, the force was so strong that it bounced off the ground and smashed into Hyakinthos’s face. Apollo ran to his lover and tried every kind of medicine and healing he could think of. he even placed ambrosia on his lover’s lips but blood flowed freely from the wound. there was no way for him to stop a wound of Fate. in his despair, he turned Hyakinthos into a flower, but seeing that wasn’t good enough, he wrote his grief upon the petals. ═══════════════════════════

⊰ Symbolism From The Myth ⊱

Taking A Temple as mentioned before, it’s very likely that Hyakinthos was an older deity from the pre-hellenic period. something that many Greek writers did, was create a myth of how a deity began their worship in a specific place. we know the temple that Apollo was worshipped at in Amyclae was older than when his worship would have started. one theory behind this myth then, is how Apollo came to be worshipped over Hyakinthos at the temple and area; by killing the previous deity. it sounds sad, but it’s actually happened several times, and even with Apollo specifically. the most famous example I can think of would be at Delphi. originally the temple was in honor of the titan Gaia. Apollo came in valiantly and killed the Python (which is what gives Apollo’s priestesses their name) and inevitably took the temple over with his worship. what this doesn’t account for, is the fact Hyakinthos is still worshipped at the temple heavily, his and Apollo’s worship having mingled and being near inseparable. it is even said that upon his death and burial, Apollo said to give him (Hyakinthos) all offerings first. now, if you know a thing or two about Greek worship, the first portion of the offering was incredibly important, especially considering hero worship was probably closer to chthonic sacrifices in practice; though they were not considered to be ‘dead’. within my research so far, I have yet to find this happening somewhere else, but I will update this if I ever do. now all of this is unusual with the theory that this myth symbolizes one deity taking over. if that were the case, why continue to worship Hyakinthos? Duality some of you may not know this about me, but I am a sucker when it comes to duality, specifically with lovers. this myth may be a symbol for the growing season and harvest of the crops. while it may be a common motif, especially among the Greeks, I think it’s a sweet and somber story giving personification to an important aspect of Greek life. I also believe the duality is less about the exacts of what they rule over, but the way they were worshipped. the closest example I can think of also comes from Delphi with the duality between Apollo and Dionysos (who, shockingly enough, was the only other god historians believe was present during the Hyakinthia festival besides Apollo and Hyakinthos). as a hero, or simply for his chthonic aspect, the ritual and practice would have been far different than that for Apollo. while this isn’t exactly backed by anything I can find specific to duality, I personally feel a reason both Apollo and Hyakinthos were worshipped together in Amyclae is due to that duality between them. Hyakinthos would have been a chthonic deity probably for vegetation or agriculture, whereas Apollo here is a god of light (not the sun) representing life, health, and the ultimate grief. their worship in Amyclae was always together once Apollo was introduced (to some this hinted that they were possibly the same person representing a cycle, but most disagree with this theory). the duality is clearly a theme already for Apollo, and I think what happened at Delphi with Dionysos is the same for Amyclae and Hyakinthos. together they represent loss and mourning but also happiness and life — love. ═══════════════════════════

⊰ Hyakinthos Associations ⊱

okay, now that I have bored you all to death, let’s talk about some less heavy things. due to their worship being completely together, I would say that nearly anything related to Apollo can also be associated with Hyakinthos and vice versa. however, we love individuality in this house, so let’s talk about the things either associated with him through the various, limited texts we have and some UPG. Associations ➳ larkspurs/hyacinths ➳ swans ➳ bow and arrow ➳ summer! ➳ new spring growth ➳ chiton’s (they were offered to him by the women of Sparta) ➳ death ➳ rebirth/cycles ➳ chariot’s ➳ blood ➳ blue/purple/red colors ➳ discus (sorry) ➳ lavender ➳ lyre ➳ lapis lazuli ➳ amethyst ➳ black tourmaline ═══════════════════════════ Devotional Activities ➳ keeping a garden ➳ maybe even an indoor garden ➳ go to parks and feed the swans/birds ➳ archery ➳ sports ➳ making a chiton ➳ writing poems ➳ taking care of those around you ➳ growing larkspurs/hyacinths ➳ get a devotional journal ➳ create a playlist (sad songs for the most part) ➳ fall in love deeply ═══════════════════════════

⊰ Deity Or Divine Hero? ⊱

I don’t know if this question can be answered for a fact honestly. what we do know is that he was at least worshipped as a hero, that much can be said. anything further than that comes at a later time and from the outside perspective. a lot of ancient Greek writers didn’t write down certain things because they saw them as common knowledge. this doesn’t help us looking back now. what we can say, is that some of the offerings given to him were not common with hero worship and would have been reserved for the gods. this is according to Angeliki Petropoulou, a professor in ancient greek studies/religion, and the author of “Hyakinthos and Apollo of Amyklai: Identities and Cults. A Reconsideration of the Written Evidence” pages 153-161. Within this, she makes the argument that Hyakinthos has gone through ‘apotheosis’. this is the action of a mortal, usually a hero, becoming a god. note: ‘βουθυσία’ is a traditional oxen sacrifice.

“The βουθυσία for Hyakinthos, which is indicative of his new immortal status, should be placed on the third day too. Oxen are costly victims, the bull being the most “noble” sacrificial animal. After mourning for Hyakinthos’s death and making a propitiatory sacrifice at his tomb, they honoured him with a bull sacrificed as if to a god. Yet the geographical range in which he was regarded as god was rather circumscribed and did not spread beyond the borders of Lakedaimonia. The βουθυσία for Hyakinthos would have been instituted after the construction of the altar on which Apollo received sacrifices; for the only altar excavated, in an area filled with remnants of burnt sacrifices, is attributed to Apollo.”

so there you have it. most places will probably call him a hero, and that wouldn’t be wrong. others may call him a deity, which also isn’t wrong. I’ll tell you what I’m personally going to go with, and everyone can make their own decision based on the information listed through this post and the readings I’ll link at the bottom. no matter your conclusion, the relationship you have will be completely yours, and it’s ok! if anything, I encourage that over taking my word for it. ══════════════════════════ for me, I think I consider him a deity. I know that I heavily romanticize the story, and with Apollo being so near to my heart, him having a terrible love life hurts my soul. while I don’t exactly want to rewrite any myths, I won’t claim that they are married, I will say that I believe them to be happy. their worship in Amyclae was so intertwined and based completely around each other from the history we know, that, for me, it makes sense to also honor them together. I’ll leave you all on one more incredibly sad quote from Lucien’s “Dialogue of the Gods” (that I referenced from earlier).

”Apollon : Well, my loves never prosper; Daphne and Hyakinthos (Hyacinthus) were my great passions; she so detested me that being turned to a tree was more attractive than I; and him I killed with a quoit. Nothing is left me of them but wreaths of their leaves and flowers.”

it’s ok to cry, I do nearly every time I read that.

⊰ For Further Reading ⊱

➳Hyakinthos theoi ➳Apollo theoi ➳Hyakinthos Wiki ➳My Hellenic Research Google Drive this also contains the Sparta book I reference and a few others worth a read.

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sometimes summaries are great but other times a good passage that encapsulates the style, the prose, and major themes of the work is a good hook into if you should get invested into a work or not.

so, i’ve created a wip sampler, like an appetizer tray, in an effort to spark intrigue among my many wips. this goes hand in hand with my wip master list and as i write more for each, prose will appear here to give you a taste!

PARAMOUR (The Fall of Galeré Book I)

“Shall I invite you to a dance?” The stranger asked, sliding behind him. They were taller than Hyacinthus, their shoulders broad yet dwarfed by his own. Familiar black gloves crept like vines up Hyacinthus’s waist, featherlight and not truly grasping but the tease that they could was there. Hyacinthus was thankful that most by now seemed to have lost interest in trying to speak with him, leaving him to focus on what he truly came here for.

Hyacinthus wasn’t sure he cared who saw them at this point.

“The less we are seen the better.” Hyacinthus still said on principle, and he pressed back into the figure, his voice low like the rumble of the tide. “The drawing room in the South Wing I have instructed to be purposefully unoccupied. We rendezvous there.”

“Then consider this adieu,” The stranger breathed against his neck. “Until we soon meet again.”

CAGE

“Fuck. Off.” Cassidy growled so deep in the back of his throat that not only did he startle himself. but the glassy look in Hanzo’s eyes shattered. Suddenly he was staring into an abyss of deep brown-black eyes, near doe-like if it weren’t for their severe slant. His ears and nose were still red, red, red. And so was the blood beginning to form on the front of his too thin coat, which is what finally spurred Cassidy to take matters into his own hands.

“I ain’t havin’ yer goddamn blood on my hands Shimada. So you can shut tha fuck up with that self-sacrificin’ bullshit.”

DONUT WIP

It flashed by the mirror so quickly; but I remember seeing so vividly. In the mirror behind us, when I chanced a peek again, instead of our reflection I saw the looming walls of a darkened hallway. An exit sign leered over a steep drop of stairs, providing the only light source other than the lone sconces above each individual door. It wasn’t a hallway I recognized—nothing about it was familiar, and none of the doors looked distinct enough to tell me where it was, or why I should be seeing it. But if I continued to peer into that mirror, I saw a cream colored cat padding towards the exit sign. With each door it passed, the light above each door flickered off, until the only light left was the light of the exit sign. But the cat was wrong; everything was wrong. It’s tail was crooked and bent unnaturally to one side, and somehow I knew it was watching me.

When it finally reached those far off stairs, it stopped. It sat down on its haunches, its back facing me, but then its head slowly began to turn. All the way around. Until it was 180 degrees, like an owl, staring straight at me. Despite the distance, I could make out every detail of its swirling red and black eyes. The cat’s mouth began to move in a way too reminiscent of human speech, but its razor sharp teeth made it a horrifying image. Its voice slithered in my head, deep like the bowels of the Earth.

“Not now, Julissa. But soon.”

NOI, ALONE

“Do you… Know what happened?”

“I don’t.” Noi’s answer was the blunt edge of a knife, and they felt bad that they’d responded so quickly. The small shimmer of hope they saw in Juvia’s eyes fell. “I don’t think anyone knows, actually.” Noi continued, and Juvia just nodded. “I looked over the coroner’s report as many times as I could—”

“You’ve seen the coroner’s report?” Noi glanced up at Juvia and found the woman to be a bit abashed at her sudden outburst. Before she could get it out, Noi held up a hand. “No need to apologize. They haven’t released it to the public, yet.” Noi left out how they’d snuck into the police station to steal it, but Juvia could read through the lines, they were sure. “I can send it to you, if you’d like, but it doesn’t clear up much, I’m afraid.”

“Please.” Juvia’s voice once again fell to a whisper. “I have a burner email you can send it to. Even if it doesn’t help much I…”

“Still want to know. I understand.” Noi’s fingers flew across their keyboard. “What’s your email?”

JENNA THE REAPER

Jenna continued to stare straight ahead, but the way she pulled at the hem of her gray skirt didn’t go unnoticed. “Don’t know too much about it myself. Mother says Reapers hate witches.”

“Huh. I don’t see how they’re too different.”

“Whenever I asked Mother before she got very… closed up. I stopped asking.” Well, that settled it then. If Kashmira didn’t tell Jenna, who she usually indulged in anything her curious heart desired, she either truly didn’t know… or Jenna wouldn’t like the answer— which is what Carlos suspected to be the real reason. It had to be, and Jenna didn’t tell him. Or couldn’t. She kept fidgeting in her seat— and usually Jenna was unnervingly still.

Whatever Reapers were… he hoped they never ran into them. But surely, they wouldn’t have an interest in a sleepy town like this… right?

VAMPIRES DON’T TAKE ROADTRIPS

I was lost in thought when a person appeared in my field of vision — the middle of the road — and I slammed on the brakes in a nick of time. Barely. It jolted Olice from her haze and I laid the horn on thick. I leaned my head out of the window.

“Hey! Watch it asshole!” I shouted. The person was a man, tall, broad, nearly cleared the car on foot alone. I couldn’t see his eyes, which were obscured by a wide brimmed hat, but I could see the wavy white hair that tumbled down his back like some untamed beast. In the middle of traffic he stood still as a statue, even when I laid on the horn again, he didn’t budge. The taxi in front of us jolted forward. “Hey fuck you kid!” The taxi driver leaned out of his window. “Ain’t nowhere to fucking go!”

“Dude, I’m not honking at you! I’m honking at this fucker who—“ I cut myself off; when I went to point the man was no longer there, seeming to have vanished into thin air. “—Where the fuck…?” I whipped my head left, right. The man that I nearly crashed into was nowhere to be seen.

#wip sampler #ren writing #writeblr #wip intro

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3-2-1 Challenge

Got tagged by the wonderful @alienfuckeronmain to do this; here's how it works:

The theme for this weekend is Good Vibes! 😎 So we’re going to 3-2-1 style with your WIPs! What does that mean? For the number of WIPs you have, you’re going to start with sharing that number of sentences for the first one, drop by one for the next one, etc.

So FOR EXAMPLE: If I have 5 WIPs, then I’m going to share 5 sentences out of one of them, 4 sentences out of the next, 3 sentences out of the next, etc. GIVE US THOSE GOOD VIBES WITH ALL YOUR WIPs

Only have 1 WIP? Share that 1 sentence and be proud! Tag all your writing friends to send them lots of Good Vibes!

I have way too many WIPs to list every single one, so I'll just do five of the ones I've been juggling recently (not including my most recent, the untitled Louie pov oneshot).

5. Fake Dating no romantic tension - Sam and Hawk (post s4)

One day, Sam suddenly realizes that Hawk has somehow become her best friend.

The realization comes when they're sparring in the middle of training, and he lands a hit to her stomach that gets her flat on her back, from surprise more than anything else. Her dad comes rushing over, and she can tell he's ready to unleash a worried tirade, so she kips up (thank you Johnny) and brushes herself off.

"I'm fine, Dad," she says. "I got distracted, and it didn't even hurt."

He gives her a look, one she recognizes from when she was little and he was trying to get her to admit to something, but it's Hawk who says, "Are you sure?"

4. Dutch/Daniel (tkk era)

Daniel rolled his eyes.

"Why are you here trying to psych me out? Your friends aren't here, King Karate isn't even here, and he's the one who has the problem with me. It's like you're taking this whole thing harder than he is."

3. His Blood Runs Hot, Actually (tkk era)

The humming started up somewhere behind him, and Johnny stiffened before inhaling deeply and letting out his breath slowly. He kept rummaging through his locker, even though he'd already gotten everything he needed.

He wasn't going to give LaRusso the satisfaction.

2. Hyacinthus (tkk era)

"No," he said weakly, and then spoke louder when the adults kept pulling Bobby away.

"Let-let him stay."

1. Kumiko/Ali (tkk era)

The new girl was an exchange student from an island near Japan, and she was the prettiest girl Ali had ever seen.

I'm tagging @jenpsaki, @bobakick, @deputychairman, @baldwinboy5ive, @secondclassfangirl, and @jasonsilver009

#tag game #sleeptalk nonsense

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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 2 years

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Hyacinthus - Part 7

ʚ Summary: Zephyrus got what he wanted. If he could not have Hyacinthus, then no one could. Apollo cannot let go of Hyacinthus, but must still yield to the will of his uncle, Hades.

ʚ Themes: Loss | Angst | Soft | Fluff

ʚ Warnings: Death | Injuries | Loss

ʚ Author’s notes: This is the end. Hope you all enjoyed it.

ARTEMIS POV

I could feel my brother’s grief all the way to Olympus. I pick up everything, from the heat of his tears to the hoarseness of his voice, the breaking of his heart. It was as if my brother’s soul was shattering into a million different pieces, again, and again, and again. My eyes stung, hot and sharp, with the knowledge of loss.

He was gone. Cinthus was gone. The light had been snuffed from my brother’s world. Even my hounds whined in sorrow.

As my brother wept and cradled the lifeless body in his arms, a curse from long ago came flooding back to him with a vengeance. I focused and I saw it, plain as day, as if I was there myself.

"Crow about Patroclus's death all you want, Lord of Light." The weeping son of Thetis hissed through his teeth. "But I swear, here and now, a time will come when all your hopes will dash to the ground, and your joy will become like ash in your mouth. A time when your dreams will burn to cinders and all that you have longed for will come to nought. When that day comes, I will drink to your suffering."

Back then, Phoebus paid the curse no mind, dismissing it as the rantings of a mortal heart gone mad with grief. Each word might as well have been a dagger to his own now. "Hyacinthus," he whispered, between heaving sobs. "Do not leave me."

I closed my eyes and took myself to him. "Brother, let me see."

He did not move, but I looked all the same and nearly recoiled. Hyacinthus’ skull had shattered, the bloody discus proof of the act. I felt my throat tighten as my fingers moved through familiar curls, all soft and black and standing out against my brother’s golden fingers. Hyacinthus, with his ready smile and eager mind, and his undying devotion to my brother. His death had been planned by another. "Who?"

"Who else?" My brother snarled.

There was cruel laughter in the wind. Zephyrus. I sighed, for there was no hope for recourse. He was a Titan and it was only father who could demand punishment. The problem was he would not, not over a mortal. I looked at the body again. Hyacinthus needed to be cleaned, his remains given full funerary rights. His family has to be told.

His family. Amyclas, his bright-eyed father, was always proud of his son. Soft-hearted Diomede, worrying over the prince and fussing over him like a mother hen. Little Poly, always trailing behind her brother, looking at him like he was the greatest to ever walk the earth, and we will have to break their hearts.

I did not hear a word from my brother. Hyacinthus meant everything to him, he was his world, and now he had been taken from him. Will Phoebus let him go when he came?

My nose twitched. The smell of incense surrounded us while the world suddenly grew dark with shadows. I hear his horses, their icy breath, and the sound of grass turning to ash beneath their hooves. Cerberus howled from beyond the void, announcing the arrival of his master. I heard the crack of a whip, a deep, bellowing command. He was here to collect what was his. "Uncle."

HADES POV

Mortals call me the tearless one, he who was cold and merciless. I am the receiver of the dead, he who rules over the Underworld, and I have to collect the soul of the mortal Prince. I had to be careful how I claimed it because he was so dear to my nephew.

Apollo had been clinging onto the prince for dear life, his tears covering him in rivulets of gold. Blooms were already sprouting when his ichor mixed with the mortal’s blood. I go to him and get down to his level. "Nephew. Give him to me. His soul needs to be released."

All I got was the shake of a head. "Nephew." I put all the power of my authority into my words. The prince would never rest or find peace if this was not done. "You must let him g—"

Apollo turned on me, his countenance like that of a feral wolf. "I will not!" He spat, his eyes had gone wild with grief. "I will not let you take him from me!"

I looked at his sister, the one person who could talk sense to him in times like this. "Talk to him. He has to see that this is necessary."

Artemis sighed, then girded herself for the task at hand. "You must let him go." She spoke to him the way she used to, when they were young, all soft and gentle. "Brother, you must let him go. His spirit needs to rest."

A wail, long and keening, pierced the silence. "I cannot do it!" Phoebus turned to his twin. "I can keep him here, pour his soul into something else... flowers like these," he said, pointing to the blooms sprouting from a God's tears and a Mortal's blood. "Or a tree. I can sit under its shade and -- "

I kept quiet and let his sister handle him. "It is cruel, is what it is." Artemis cut him off as gently as she could. "Cinthus needs to move onto the fields, anything else will only make him suffer. Do you want that?"

Apollo sniffed and kissed the dead prince’s palm repeatedly. "No."

I feel a sense relief rising within me. Already I could hear the prince’s soul stirring. I could feel its confusion, its reaching out for my nephew. He had to be set free.

"Then let him go," Artemis managed to pull away his hands, so I could do the rest. "Come brother, it is the only way."

"But he will be cut off from me," Apollo’s eyes were desperate now, pleading with me. "Once he is in those tunnels, I could never go to him. I am not sure if I could bear that."

The Gods above dreaded my realm, for it is death and darkness, and they dealt with light and life. Fearing for her brother’s sanity, Artemis turned to me, her eyes almost as desperate as his. "Uncle? Is there nothing that could be done?"

I am the lord of the Underworld. Very little is beyond me, and the twins have been of service to me for many years. I looked at them, at the body in my nephew’s hands. I could easily say no and refuse. I am their superior. My law must outweigh theirs. I did not have to indulge in either of them, no matter how much they helped me in the past.

"Uncle," Artemis pleaded. "Please. Just this once." A hand as warm as a forest in summer grabbed onto me. "What if this was Persephone?"

I felt stabbed in the gut; my niece had aimed her arrow well. What if the prince had been Persephone instead? The image of my queen lying dead in my arms proved too much in the end, even for one such as me. I shuddered and looked at my nephew. Just this once, his sister said.

Just this once.

I think, and think, weighing every possible outcome before coming to a decision.

ARTEMIS POV

We sealed the wound, and all that was left was a pale pink scar. Apollo washed and dressed the body himself, wrapped it in his finest cloak, and drove it to the palace in his own chariot. Hermes was tasked with going ahead to tell the king and queen.

The city already looked like it had gone into mourning. Black pennants hung from the palace walls, and everyone was already dressed in greys and blacks. It was dusk, and no one besides Hyacinthus' family was in the courtyard. Amyclas stepped forward to take charge of his son’s remains. "It is all right," he whispered to my brother. Phoebus let go, albeit reluctantly. Diomede went ahead to begin the rituals needed for anointing the body.

While Phoebus spoke to the king about what happened, I stood by and watched as the queen carried out her tasks. Little needed to be done as my brother did most of it anyway. "I am sorry," I told Diomede as she placed Hyacinthus' new bow and arrows on top of his shroud. "I know you had to do it, but my brother insisted."

"It is all right," She sniffed at the sight of the scar, then squeezed my hand. "I think your brother did me a great kindness because I am sure not if I could have found the strength to do it myself."

Poly simply stood by me and watched with mournful eyes. "He is not coming back?"

Her mother nodded. "Tell her."

How do you tell a child that their brother is not returning? "He is not. He has gone to the fields of Asphodel," Hermes said instead, taking great care not to divulge too much. "It is a nice place, really.”

Poly wiped her eyes. "Take her," I told Hermes. "She can play with my hounds."

He lifted her up and carried her to the feasting hall.

The body was ready, the coins placed as payment for the ferryman. "It is time," Diomede wiped her eyes and dusted her skirts. "I'll ask Amyclas to call for the priests.

AMYCLAS POV

Hyacinthus was gone. Our second youngest was gone. No more trying to shake him awake in the mornings, no more watching him practice or at the games. No more wild tales and antics with his sister. It had been two days, and the palace was already starting to feel like a tomb.

Mourners came from all over to pay their respects. The Olympians kept to the shadows as this was neither the time nor the place for spectacles, and spectacles were sure to follow when the others saw them. The night before, after everyone had gone to bed, Lord Phoebus helped me build the pyre. His sister helped Diomede place flowers and garlands all over the bier. Sacrifices had been performed and all that remained was for the body to be brought forth for burning.

"My lord?" I go to them first. Rights or no, they were Gods and divine law decreed that they be given the first turn in everything. Apollo lifted his eyes, now dark with grieving, to me. "Would you consider helping me carry the bier?"

His breath trembled, as if he was burying a sob. "Ask them first." He gestured to my other sons, to Hyacinthus' friends. "If they say no, then I will come." Hyacinthus was their brother, their friend, and it was their duty. Apollo did not wish to steal it from them.

My sons and the twins wanted to carry the bier, and I asked them to wait in the hall. There was one final thing that needed to be done.

"They will do it," I said, returning to the shadows. "But would you like to say a final goodbye first?" On his nod, I escorted him to the room set aside for final prayers and offerings. As soon as the door closed, he collapsed to his knees, his chest heaving. "Just a year." I take my place beside him, my eyes going to the fingers already curling through my son’s hair. "I just had one year with him."

I could not think of the right words to give comfort, for my own heart throbbed and ached like a hundred daggers had pierced it. Our Hyacinthus was taken from us, and all because a Titan could not handle being denied.

He kissed my son’s brow tenderly, his eyes never leaving him. "It is not fair."

It’s a strange thing to hear a God talk of unfairness. I put a hand on his shoulder, my own tears falling like his. "It never is, my lord. It never is."

There was a knock on the door. The priests called. It was time for the final rights. As I left, I heard a soft whisper. "For you, I will cross over."

I did not know what to make of that.

APOLLO POV

Everything was a blur. The final prayers, the sacrifices, the burning. Diomede gently scooped up the ashes and placed them in the most beautiful container they could find. The priest carved prayers and symbols onto the brass urn to bless the soul as it made its final journey. I stayed in the shadows, Hyacinthus’ aulos held tight in my hands. His father insisted it be a token of remembrance as he gave it to me. Our son would have wanted you to have it, he said.

They should hate me. By all rights they should hate me. It was love for me that killed their son, yet they do not blame me. Amyclas asked that I visit whenever I wished, and Diomede promised to prepare my favourite dishes herself. As painful as it was, I agreed. They were all so good to me and to us, it was the least of what I could do for them.

"Brother?"

Artemis had been waiting for me. Hermes was handing over a sleeping Poly to her mother. He had been mumbling to himself about loving mortals and how quickly it could end in heartache. I had a vision. He was going to break Perseus' heart. My sister saw it too, and simply shook her head.

"Is it time?" I pulled my cloak closer.

"Yes. We must leave. The mortals are starting to ask too many questions about us."

"I will say my goodbyes then."

I kept my promise of visiting them, usually at night before dinner. Hermes would teach Poly new tricks and pranks of his, and my sister and I made sure they were harmless ones. The dogs would sleep near the hearth while the rest of us ate, talked, and reminisced. It felt good, really.

"Can I ask my lord," Amyclas leaned over to me one night. Hermes had been stretched on the rug before the hearth, talking to Diomede about his adventures, and Poly had been braiding my sister’s hair. "Why did you say for you I will cross over, that day, at the funeral?"

I simply smile. "It was said without my thinking. I deal with light and life. The dark caves and halls that lead to fields are things I would rather avoid."

"I see." He murmured. "And this is something others must never know about?"

My thoughts went back to that dark day when Cinthus was taken from me.

"Your signet rings. The matching ones." Hades demanded. "Give them to me. Quickly now, before his spirit is trapped in this realm."

My sister helped me take them off. "Hermes! get down here." Uncle ordered as he smeared Cinthus’ blood onto the symbols of both.

“Great uncle?" Hermes looked on, thoroughly confused. This was the first time Uncle summoned him in this manner. “Stay exactly where you are," the words were clipped and sharp. "No running off, you hear me?"

Hermes squeaked out a yes. Uncle Hades was the only being he would never dream of testing.

My rings gleamed red. "Now, nephew, I need your ichor."

I did not think for even a second. I stuck my hand out and my sister pricked my thumb with a blade. Then Uncle took a few drops and rubbed them over the red that had already started to stain. The rings started to gleam gold now. Uncle uttered an incantation over them and gave one, now gleaming black and red and gold, to me. "Wear it," he said, while holding onto the other. "Prince of Sparta. Hyacinthus." He held out his hand. "It is time."

A pale grey mist took shape and held my uncle's hand. When it rose as he did, it then took form, colour. My heart hammered away in my chest when my eyes rested on the familiar black curls, the soft lips. It was him. He had come back to me, and he looked confused. "Apollo?"

He tried to touch me, but he could not. His hands passed through me like air and mist. Hyacinthus was a shade, we could not touch each other. "Give me your right hand," My uncle held out the other ring. "Prince of Sparta."

"Do it," I urged.

Hyacinthus did as he was asked, and uncle slipped the other ring onto his index finger. It gleamed and burned, and shrank to fit him. He flinched, and then—

"Go on," My uncle was shrouded in darkness and shadow, but I could have sworn he was grinning. "You can touch each other now."

His fingers laced through mine. My own curled in his hair. I pulled him in for a kiss. "Apollo." He whispered. "Cinthus," I whisper back.

Uncle coughed. "Cinthus must go with him." My sister said.

Hyacinthus looked at him, then at me. "It is all right, child." Uncle spoke softly, something he only ever did with Persephone. "The two of you will not be parted. Those rings link the both of you now, allow him to come to you. Hermes will make sure to bring my nephew to you every dawn if needed. Is that understood? Hermes?"

"Yes." Hermes grumbled, a star already gleaming on his chest. Uncle must have made him swear an oath or two. Something he could not weasel out of, or find holes in. "And you," Uncle turned to me. "You can come every day if you wish, but you must leave with Hermes an hour before dusk, and tell no one else of this. Is that understood?"

I would never fare well in the underworld at night, when death and shadows were at their most powerful. "I understand." I said with all the gratitude in my heart. My uncle has given me a gift beyond price and I will honour his conditions. "And thank you for what you have done."

He tipped his head in acceptance. "Say your goodbyes, for we must leave."

I kiss Cinthus again. "Go. I will come for you."

"You will?"

There were those deep brown eyes that I loved so much. "For you, I will gladly cross over. Now go. Uncle must not be kept waiting."

One last kiss, and he was gone.

"My lord?" Amyclas gently prodded me back to the present.

I shook my head. What did he ask? Oh yes. "Yes. Yes. This is something others must never know about."

He looked at me. There was a slight glint in his eye, the beginnings of a smile. He knew, or suspected, at least. "Of course."

He smirked into his wine and looked happier than he had in days.

Winter had come. I am in Uncle’s dark manor, walking through the halls and corridors. The air was cool here, but far more welcoming than in the Fields of Asphodel. I felt them on the way to Uncle's halls. The eyes of the Argives I helped slaughter. I felt him, the eyes of Achilles. They were filled with rage and frustration, for he could not touch me.

I walked through winding paths and corridors, shouting greetings to Persephone as she fussed over a hell hound. I walked on, eager to get to the rooms that had grown so familiar to me.

"Apollo?" He stood up and grinned as soon as I opened the door.

I said not a word. I rushed across the threshold and took him into my arms. The sweet, familiar scent of him filled my lungs. I found myself shedding tears of joy.

Hyacinthus. My joy. He and I will never be parted again.

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