#Myths & Gods AU

[temeyes]

//i wont say (im in love) plays in the background//

#NO I DID NOT JUST REPOST THIS BECAUSE I NOTICED A FUCKING TYPO ON THE DIALOGUE!!! SHUT UP!!!! AHSAHHAHSHSA #im not typing my prev tags on this BUT: Greek Myth AU! where Ghost is just a normal dude who's his God/Goddess' no.1 follower #or he's a god himself idc. either way!! i just think he's hot with a tunic (?) on. #my art #2024 #call of duty #call of duty: modern warfare #call of duty: modern warfare ii #call of duty: modern warfare iii #cod #cod mw #cod mwii #cod mwiii #modern warfare #mw #mw2 #mw3 #simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost cod #art #fanart #digital art #digital drawing #sketch #doodle #video games

[lotuslate]

My submission for @noxetlux-zine 🌞

My idea for celestial beings Wangxian was Apollo!LWJ and Hermes!WWX, check out my twitter for the full nsfw piece 🌝

#wangxian #mdzs #mdzs fanart #lan wangji #wei wuxian #greek mythology au #mo dao zu shi #the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #jessbye #egg #guys if u look up the myth behind these two gods it fits their dynamic so much i promise you kgdsjbdfjks #hermes is the messenger god and also the god that leads the souls of people after the die in the underworld #also a trickster god smh #apollo is the god of music and poetry!! #and the one who literally Carries the sun with his charriot in the morning #in mythology hermes has played many pranks on him and apollo has gotten very angry at his tricks however they grew closer over time :’) #i see them as one of those rls that historians are like omg they were such good friends :) #KADJBFKDAFJ

[nelkcats]

Cyrus & Boreas

Spirits of the elements

The earth has been in a very delicate balance for a couple of years now, despite constant reminders of extinction, only magic users know what is really going on with temperatures, sometimes too hot or too cold.

It had been years since Amity Park ceased to exist, years since the land where the old town was located was inhabited, now it was just a wasteland, the city practically moved into the Infinite Realms, it turns out that its inhabitants were so exposed to ectoplasm that when they died almost everyone became a ghost.

For years Vlad and Danny had come to an agreement, just watching the earth, seeing new heroes come and go, but they were both getting bored of it, missing their old rivalry, the thrill of chasing each other, they also missed visiting their dimension. It was, after all, half of their home.

Seeing the problem of global warming and how damaged the earth was, Clockwork presented them a solution. It turns out that when you were properly connected to your core you could take an animal form, and expand your element where you stepped, or around you. Frostbite and the yetis taught Danny more about it, Pandora and the greeks ended up teaching Vlad.

It was the beginning of their competition, apparently Acropolis of Athens and Far Frozen had an old rivalry too, so they were more than happy to teach them how to deal in a friendly way (still a dangerous fighting but apparently that was the most friendly possible without killing each other)

This power wasn't something ghosts would practice very often, because it would expend too much energy and ectoplasm, it wasn't like Dora's amulet or Amorpho special talent at all, ¿the good part? The halfas were characterized by having energy to spare.

With that resolved, Clockwork tasked them with taking care of the earth's temperatures, so a few times a year (mostly on winter and summer solstice days), Vlad and Danny would choose a specific animal and run across the earth, the places where Vlad stepped warmed up in an instant, the places Danny walked were filled with snowflakes and cold.

The animal forms they liked to take the most were extinct or mythological creatures, sometimes they changed to be opposite species, at other times they were the same.

The magic users named it "The Cyrus & Boreas Phenomenon", when Danny heard about it he was excited by his name being so similar to the Northern Lights, while Vlad sulked for having a Persian name while being trained by Greeks.

This continued without being a problem, until Danny found the Wachtower station in space, immediately he changed his path and ran towards it; Vlad, knowing this could become a problem, followed him from afar.

The Justice League and Justice League Dark were having a meeting when the temperature dropped, Constantine cursed as the rest of the league tensed "Bats, what day is it?"

"December 21" upon hearing his response, Constantine cursed again as he ranted about the winter solstice.

"Damn it, damn it ¿why did he deviate from his route? He doesn't go of his way, especially not in this time of the year, ¡this is a disaster!" Constantine paced back and forth "Look, I know you guys like to poke your nose into everything that happens, but this is strictly magical, so no matter what's about to come, keep quiet, do absolutely nothing ¿Do you understand?" The hellbazer's hands trembled as he speaked.

"You can't just say that, ¡we have a right to know! This is nonsense" Diana frowned, she didn't much like the wizard's attitude right now.

"Sorry Wonder Woman, but this is strictly tied to the Justice League Dark, trust us for now, it's for your safety" Fate spoke, he knew nothing bad would happen if the league just kept quiet.

As soon as the lord of order stopped speaking, the entire room began to freeze, pieces of ice hanging on the walls as a Giant wolf ran through the wall.

In the first instance, the wolf looked dangerous, the places where its paws were placed had frozen, pure pieces of ice, the wolf turned its attention to the League, approaching curiously.

"Boreas" Zatanna exhaled in amazement, the entire magical community knew how the animal's presence felt no matter how much it changed its shape, it was the closest thing to a myth that existed, leveling the planet's temperatures, staying a few days and disappearing, impossible to find, record or locate no matter how hard you tried.

"However, where is Cyrus?" Constantine murmured to his partner, if Boreas was near his counterpart shouldn't be far away.

Danny looked at the wizards, interested in the names they had given him, he was about to ask about it when a ball of fire hit him in the shoulder.

He growled in complete frustration as he turned to look at his assailant, behind him the League tensed at the sound as Fate signaled for them to keep quiet.

Behind the animal appeared a Tasmanian tiger the same size as the Giant wolf, Barry was about to question if they weren't supposed to be extinct when the wolf snarled and lunged at the tiger, who ran back to earth.

The entire league watched as the ice brought by the wolf was extinguished by the appearance of the tiger, returning to normal as both creatures moved away.

"Constantine, situation report" Batman was clearly the first to snap out of the trance he had been left in.

"Look Bats, I know how much you want your precious information but this is out of your league, ¿those guys? Cyrus & Boreas, they are as close to benign Gods as you can find, they keep the earth's temperature stable with their games" Constantine lit his cigarette, trying to ignore the surreal situation.

"¿Games?" Superman was next to speak, a concerned note in his voice.

"Games" Fate confirmed "We theorize they are opposing elements, maybe spirits, we think they pursue each other as some kind of challenge, and the balance on earth is just a lucky accident, we don't know where they live or where they come from, but they're not someone you want to play with." Fate commented, remembering the fact that most of the time the creatures try to hurt each other but never give the final hit, always waiting for the other to heal.

"Are you telling me that if these beings decide to stop coming here, will we simply ¿disappear? ¿Because they just decided to stop playing?"

"Something similar, but far more complicated than that" Zatanna entered the conversation "they keep the consequences of global warming stable, if they stop coming, well...the earth will definitely go extinct quickly, I'd give it a couple of years" is not like humanity was taking proper care of earth, these "gods" were basically a miracle for humans to correct their own errors.

"¿Why were we not informed?" Batman was at a crossroad, these beings were definitely dangerous, but if they faced them it could cause catastrophic consequences.

"The same reason you are struggling Bats" Constantine snorted "You want to solve all the problems, but you don't understand that magic is not meant to be solved or a problem, some things are better left as they are, without interfering, or it could happen something worse" and they are far older than all of us he didn't mention out loud.

"Then ¿what do you suggest? ¿We stand here doing nothing while two would-be Gods use our planet as a playground?" Oliver frowned, disgusted.

"Yes" for the first time Shazam spoke in the conversation "because if we don't let them we will become extinct" Billy knew much more than the magicians, books on the rock of eternity that detailed human spirits, about the infinite Realms and the deities that inhabited them. The delicate balance existing in life and death, but he was not allowed to divulge it.

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Back on earth, in Paris, Vlad and Danny were enjoying a cup of coffee and hot chocolate respectively.

"So, ¿did you want to meet the heroes or see their cool station in space?" Vlad questioned in amusement as Danny choked on his chocolate "The station ¿huh?" Vlad spoke again while Danny looked at him with a frown "It's okay Daniel, I know you can't help it"

"Yeah, I know, it was a bit stupid to change the route, and reveal myself to sorcerers, but the heroes, the aliens, the space, I needed to see it" the boy grimaced, feeling guilty "thanks for getting me out of there, I was about to do something stupid"

"¿Something stupid like speak?" Vlad questioned knowingly, he was aware that humanity now considered them myths or even gods, they shouldn't be revealing themselves freely, their games were mostly harmless but they had a purpose.

"Yeah, sorry" Danny sighed "although I love the new name, Boreas commands a lot more respect than Danny, ¿right? I do miss when they called me Phantom though..."

Seeing that the boy was lost in his memories again, Vlad sighed, he also missed the old times, their battles, Phantom and Plasmius fighting to the death, but their grudges were resolved long ago, they had no reason to fight, Boreas & Cyrus was an escape from boredom and a reunion with the old days more than anything else.

"It's okay little badger, we can stop by their space station next year, I don't think the fledgling heroes will care" Vlad took a sip from his mug, considering, obviously they would care, but he really didn't care about their feelings, let them freak out a little more.

#danny phantom #dp x dc #danny fenton #vlad plasmius #They are Gods now just accidentally #Clockwork didnt tell them that #They are playing and protecting earth at the same time #Amorpho also helped them with transformations #he is so proud #Pandora and Frostbite are proud too #justice league dark #justice league #Cyrus and Boreas Au #They are really old now #Amity park was hundred of years ago but they missed earth and fights #Immortal Au #Clockwork is the one who choose when the element spirits started #They just agreed #Vlad and Danny transformed themselves in Fire and Ice spirits #They are myths

[calypsolemon]

Creation of the Sun and Stars

#transcendent au #ninjago #the myth says that the god of ice shot his arrows into the sky to create the stars #and one he gave to the god of fire which became the sun #this is a ltitle more risque then what i uuuuusually post on here but I was really happy with it so #fuck it we ball #cal draws stuff #girl what do i even tag this as #suggestive #i guess #¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[violent138]

I really see Tim and Damian's relationship as very much like Apollo and Hermes' (see: cattle robbery, bribery, complaining to Dad but ultimately Dad just shrugs and goes, sorry kids you gotta get along).

#The fanon take on both Greek myth and the batfam #And Tim reluctantly would accept [insert lyre replacement that makes sense] and be like 'kay I won't throw him into Hades yet #Someone could make a Greek gods au fic about this which would be cool #I don't think Dami would eat the cattle #but fucking with Tim like this is peak Damian sorry #So bored. #tim drake #damian wayne #batfamily #batman #dc comics

[prismolovesfanfiction]

"wow they have the voice of an angel" my sailor in christ you are being ensnared by a siren

#greek myth au #ancient greece #ancient greek #greek mythology #greek gods #roman mythology #greek myth #mythology and folklore #classical mythology #mythology #mythical creatures #norse mythology #siren #mermaid #merfolk #sea monster #merman #sirencore #shitpost #pirates

[weaponizedmoth]

What about drawing different Greek gods and goddesses like Apollo and Venus, etc. in a split view with one side being them in their traditional environment and depiction and on the other a modern take on them like how they’d dress and look like in todays day and age. Obviously you can draw whatever or whomever but I think it would be so cool to see especially with your art style which is a 12/10!

Even though I don't like Greek Mythology that much, this intrigued me enough to wanna do it cause it's also something I wouldn't have done normally. So here it is!

They're not as detailed, but I had fun doing them, esp. whimsigoth Persephone! They always do her cottagecore or something, but are we forgetting she's half queen of Hell? I think she'd like some edge.

I also just did four Gods cause these are the ones I like the most and I genuinely already struggled through Aphrodite's drawing, so I decided not to push my luck.

#thanks for your request it was fun! #now I'm resting my hand to get to the final request I got cause this was actually taxing for some reason #art requests #greek mythology #greek myth art #greek mythology au #in a way #fanart #persephone #hades #aphrodite #artemis #greek gods #art #digital art #my art #artists on tumblr #in retrospect I think Hades would look like Neil Gaiman or something #so think of Neil Gaiman vibes as well cause I'm not redrawing it (sorry) #if I draw him again he's gonna be Neil Gaiman coded probably #wmp requests

[aina-otsuki]

my friend sent me some memes today and I asked if I could post them. “Of course Sol!” Was what they said.

I was yelling at them for bring back this pain to me.

This one was sent by some other friend who like pjo like me. I made him read A Kairos Moment. He actually ended up liking it and sent me this as a joke. His words not mine

@avaetin not sure if you’d like the meme but my friend asks for your opinion.

#A Kairos Moment #primordial god! chronos x ananke! nico #nico di angelo #pjo #au #screaming #greek myths #greek gods #lol memes

[inc0rrectmyths]

*Leto and Metis giving birth*

𝗭𝗲𝘂𝘀: I can't wait to hear the cries of my babies.

*Artemis and Athena are born*

𝗭𝗲𝘂𝘀: My lovely lovely daughters!

𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗮: Dad we don't wanna get married.

𝗭𝗲𝘂𝘀:

#for those who are confused in my au #zeus didnt swallow metis #leto hera and metis gave birth to artemis apollo ares and athena at the SAME exact time #cuz the four young gods are destined to be together and save the world from the giants that are awakening slowly #greek mythology #artemis #athena #incorrect mythology #apollo #mythology memes #ares #incorrect quotes #greek gods #incorrect greek myths #incorrect greek mythology #greek myth memes #incorrect greek gods #zeus #hera #metis #leto

[tennessoui]

a thought: athena anakin and odysseus obi-wan but all the shit obi-wan goes through on his journey home after the trojan war is because anakin isn’t ready to return his mortal to penelope satine and he’s stalling because he doesn’t understand this desire to hold onto something fragile so tightly that it’s mostly called violence and hardly love at all but it’s also the closest thing to love a god is capable of

and yet obi-wan, clever man that he is, understands

#Kit’s silly lil AUs #obikin #while I wait for my friend to come get tacos with me #and I wait for the waitress to come let me order a margarita #anyway #I mean we did a Ganymede anakin and Zeus obi-wan au #I figure this is anakin’s turn to be the Greek god #as kit butchers Greek myths in a cringe way

[oh-surprise-its-me]

Hades and Persephone au.

Jamie eating the pomegranate seeds to escape his father and join Roy forever. Roy thinking Jamie just ruined his life for him.

Keeley being Aphrodite and giving them all sorts of advice. She helps Roy realize Jamie chose to be with him forever.

Jamie getting to rule the underworld with bits of chaos thrown in. He becomes friends with The Furies, they teach him how to play games down there.

The furies are Dani, Sam and Isaac. Colin is Hermes. Charon is Ted, he always wants to make sure people get where they need to go.

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #roy kent #jamie x roy #royjamie #greek myth au #greek gods au #roy x jamie #jamie tartt x roy kent

[the-first-spinjitzu-master]

Okay it’s 3am and I have to be at my first day of work at my new job in seven hours.. but I just had a THOUGHT.

So hear me out- Jay can control electricity. Obviously.

But has anyone else considered the idea of him being able to basically mind control other people?? Or hack their bodies?? Since humans literally run on electrical impulses??

Now I know Nya can’t draw the water out of his lungs, but that doesn’t mean that using your element inside someone else’s body is impossible. Maybe that’s just confined to other elemental masters. And of course I haven’t seen DR yet (two episodes away from finishing Crystallized!! I’ll have caught up with DR by this time next week for certain), but I’ve heard a lot of discussion about Jay coming back as a villain in S2… can you imagine how absolutely batshit of a villain Jay concept would be if he came back and just mind controlled people?? And it would totally tie into his cult leader antics as well (I’m still so sad that the League of Jays was pretty much abandoned after the first couple episodes… it was such a funny concept and could’ve actually been used for some fantastic plot/character development … but… alas :( )

Anyway. Basically all that to say I just got smacked in the face with a new Villain Jay idea and I’m soooo going to start using him for fic stuff. Maybe I’ll even tie it in to the AU concept I’ve been working on for a while.. maybe..

#Ninjago #lego ninjago #Jay Ninjago #jay walker #villain Jay walker #I haven’t talked about my AU concept yet but I’m really in love with it HAH #we get lots of angst.. and it primarily focuses on Zane and Pixal since they’re the only two left for like a thousand years #basically all the rest of the cast merge with their elements for plot reasons #but Zane either can’t cause he’s a robot #or refuses because the people of Ninjago still need a protector #so he and Pixal stay #and the other former ninjas become old deities/gods #no one believes they actually ever existed #but they worship them as divine beings #they’ve passed into myth and legend and Zane and Pix are pretty haunted by losing them and being the only ones to remember their lives #eventually they will come back but they wil probably be wrong and my Nindroids won’t know how to feel or handle it #I can’t wait to write that actually #but Jay getting reanimated as a villain would be sooooo rad

[charkyzombicorn]

Luffy in gods au is kinda like a tooth fairy in that he doesn't actually have a gender most people just assume he does, this cannot be said for Usopp because Luffy is very adamant Usopp is his husband not his wife (Usopp likes being called a husband more so people just assume he's a man)

#one piece #myths & gods au #Usopp technically invented the different sexes in his plants he has no idea what sexism is and he doesn't wanna know honestly #lusopp

[spoopy-moose]

I’ve thought it through and decided that Daniil is now an honorary Chinese. Within him he embodies the true chinaman spirit (the desire to kill god)

#Ik it’s an western enlightenment thing but #there is not another culture with killing/becoming gods is so engrained #half of china’s myths are about a guy waking up and deciding fuck god #there was literally a guy who flattened a mountain and he was just a guy #!!!!!! #and instead of calling him stupid the myth lauded him for his tenacity #that’s the energy Daniil exhibits tbh #god I need to draw the 民国au #pathologic #daniil dankovsky

[autisticlancemcclain]

The room is beyond opulent. Diamonds and jewels glitter from every surface, embedded in the dozens of intricate murals covering the walls. Chandeliers dangle from the endlessly high ceilings.

It’s the shining example of luxury. Its very existence is a direct insult to every poor person alive.

Keith hates it.

He’s not alone, he doesn’t think. Pidge, Hunk, and Allura are looking around in awe, mouths gaped, but Lance is — tense. His dark eyes flit around rapidly, never once settling for longer than a few seconds, taking in every part of the room (well, if room is the right word — this stupid court room is the size of fucking Texas). His jaw is clenched, and his hands are forcibly relaxed. His centre of balance is shifted, and he’s even standing straight.

He’s prepared to make a quick exit.

Keith exchanges a wary look with him. He doesn’t trust this kind of royalty, either. Anyone who hoards this much wealth and has their people so blindly loyal is up to something.

“Announcing his Holy Eminence,” booms a voice, accompanied by the sharp sound of a staff striking the marble floor.

All of them startle, but Keith and Lance reach reflectively for their bayards before realising with dread they were confiscated so they could make an appearance.

Fine. It’ll be fine.

Hopefully.

He and Lance have relaxed, marginally, by the time a boot steps through the gilded doorway. Even if the king’s entrance hadn’t been announced, Keith would have been able to guess: the boot is made of rich, supple leather, and what looks like solid gold. The rest of him glides into view, and he’s positively draped in riches — precious gems sewn carefully into richly dyed fabric, created a sort of armoured corset. He wears a heavy lace veil, his eyes the only part of his face visible. His crown is inlaid with more diamonds than Keith has ever seen in one place, and they once took a mission in a diamond mine. Keith wonders how many people starved so the king could wear his crown.

The king stands before them, towering above them from his place in front of his throne — an altar to himself.

Lance shifts beside Keith, balancing on the balls of his feet — like he does before he’s about to strike. His head is tilted, eyes narrowed and calculating.

Something’s wrong.

“Our king, in all his grace, has granted you an audience,” speaks the same guard as before. “Bask in his glory, and thank the gods for his benevolence.”

The whole thing is so sinister that Keith feels his very blood sour at the heaviness in the air. The rest of the paladins have lost their wondered expression, replaced with the same wariness Lance and Keith are wearing. It’s been a long time since Keith brain screamed danger! at him with such volume, and he was stuck where he stood.

They fought for this audience. This planet, for all it’s strange stillness and plated gold, would be an excellent ally. They need to make nice with this king, they need to win his favour. Tales have been spun from either end of the galaxy of this man’s greatness, of his power, of the worship he deserves. No one will speak his name, tongue too heavy with the title.

It’s wrong, wrong, wrong. But even if they wouldn’t appreciate the allyship, they would come here, insist on an audience — they must meet the man who has millions of millions of people worshipping his very shadow.

The king slowly lifts his veil. His smile is placid, pleasant, and does not match his eyes — there’s a crookedness in his blue irises.

Lance makes a strangled choking noise once his face is revealed.

The king smirks. He takes a heavy step towards Lance.

“Hello, son of Hestia. It’s been quite some time.”

“You,” Lance snarls, and there’s so much animosity in the word Keith actually startles. He’s argued with Lance more times than he can count, and there’s no one he’s known who can spit an insult like Lance, but gods above — Lance has never sounded like he wanted to kill someone before.

“Me,” says the king, and he sounds taunting. Keith looks at Lance in confusion, but his focus is still as a corpse, entirely on the king.

Lance says nothing. He’s stiffer than Keith has ever seen anyone, muscles trembling with how hard they’re clenched. His brown eyes flash, bitter as burnt coffee grounds. The air between him and the king is thick enough to suffocate.

Lance tilts his head back. His gaze never leaves the king, but he addresses the room, the gathered guards and nobles and peoples.

“This is your king?” he says, and his voice is no louder than usual, but it rings and echoes. “A coward who ran from his own world?”

Startled gasps pile over each other, horror and offense in equal measure on every face.

“Lance,” Allura hisses. “What are you talking about?”

The king laughs. It is filled with mirth, but devoid of any warmth. Keith is reminded of an orca, laughing and cackling as it chases its prey to exhaustion.

“Is that how you speak to me after so long, Leandro? I’ve missed you. Is there no love left in your heart for me?”

Lance takes another echoing step forward. The whole court is as tense as he is. He has commanded the attention of each of them, Keith included.

He is no scared prey, fighting for his life.

“It dried up when you left me to die, πότης αίματος,” Lance spits.

Keith doesn’t recognize the word. It doesn’t even register on the translators. It’s in no language he recognizes, and by the looks of it, no one else does either.

Except for the king. The word sends a flash of anger in his eyes, so brief Keith half believes he’s imagined it, before his expression returns to insufferably smug.

“That’s no way to address me, boy.”

“Do not tell me how I will speak to you.”

The king laughs, stepping down from his throne. He approaches Lance, stops centimetres away from him, and grabs Lance’s chin before Keith can think to stop him.

“You’d think a child of Hestia would be more mild-mannered,” he coos, and Keith starts at the title.

That’s the second time he’s addressed Lance in such a way. He doesn’t know what it means.

“Quiet, like she is,” the king continues. “Soft. But you’re nothing like her, are you? Except for your eyes. Big and brown and soft, just like hers.” He trails a hand down Lance’s face as he says it, and Lance looks seconds away from biting it clean off.

Keith almost wants him to.

“But no. You take after Marcela, don’t you? That attitude had to come from somewhere — of course it comes from the filthy mortal. You’re her mirror image.”

“That’s how genetics work, dumbass,” Lance bites out. “Gods, you’ve just gotten dumber, huh?”

That wipes the smug look right off the king’s face. He tightens the hand on Lance’s face. Keith lurches forward on reflex, but as soon as he moves dozens of guards are pointing their weapons at him.

Keith grits his teeth and stays where he is.

“I will warn you again,” the king says, and the threat is clear in his voice. “You watch how to speak to me. I have given you everything you are, Lance. Everything you can do is because of me. Show some piety, or I will show you how quickly I can take it away.”

Lance spits in the king’s face.

“You have no claim over me.”

Before Keith or anyone else can move or even blink, Lance swipes the King’s feet from under him, pinning him to the ground with a bronze spear he produced from nowhere.

The guards move at once, each of them shouting, half of them keeping their weapons trained on the paladins and the other half moving towards Lance and the king.

“Lance!” Hunk shouts. “Step back! What the fuck are you doing?”

“Unhand him, paladin,” a guard orders.

Lance only laughs.

“Have you become afraid of me, προδότης? You need your whole cavalry to keep you safe, you precious thing?”

The king snarls, and snaps his fingers. In a second, a green ring of raging fire encircles him and Lance, cutting them off from the guards, who shout in alarm.

Cutting them off from the paladins.

Pidge swears.

The king moves quickly, twisting his arms under Lance’s spear and shoving him off. Lance uses the momentum to flip himself backwards, landing on his toes, weapon outstretched.

“There we go,” he taunts. “Now this I missed.”

“You are as weak as you are ungrateful,” the king hisses, encircling Lance. “After all I have done for you. After everything you learnt from me.”

“You left me to die. I learnt nothing from you that I wasn’t forced to teach myself.”

There’s real emotion in the words. A rage that can only come from a deep hurt.

The king picks up on this.

“If I took you everywhere, you would never be able to stand on your own,” he says with a sharp smile. “You’d never be able to talk, if I always spoke on your behalf. Leaving you to fend for yourself was the best thing I could have done for you.”

Lance snarls, stepping back to the very edge of the ring of fire. He swipes his spear through it, and flames lick immediately up the handle, enveloping the weapon in tongues of flickering green. Keith feels something lurch as the flames curl around brown hands.

But Lance doesn’t move. He doesn’t even flinch. The fire has burned three of the guards who’ve come too close to a crisp in seconds, but Lance is still as it dances on his skin. His lips move rapidly, voice a murmur too quiet to hear over the roar of the fire and panicked shouts of the courts. He closes his eyes, brows creased as if in pain, and when he opens them again, they glow — flickering in time with the flames.

“You have made a grave mistake,” he says, and these words are impossible to not hear. They ring throughout the court, quiet and deafening in equal measure, unlike any sound Keith has heard before.

But the voice is unmistakably Lance’s, if only tinged with a power Keith feels in his bones.

“I am not the boy you left behind.”

Lance lunges forward, and the flames explode in a flash of blinding light.

By the time Keith blinks his eyes back into working order, the room is in chaos. People are shrieking at the top of their lungs, trampling over each other in a desperate bid to escape. Most of the guards have abandoned their posts — Keith can’t blame them. The flames have made this room sweltering, and have lit the ornate tapestries are on fire. He can barely see Lance through the brightness of the flames, only flashes of a bright spear as his limbs move in a flurry of speed that’s almost inhuman.

“We have to get Lance and get out of here!” Pidge shouts over the panic, and Keith agrees.

“I’ll get the bayards!” Hunk says, just as loud as she is.

Keith nods, tilting his head at Allura. “Allura, get Blue ready to take us back! Pidge, you see if you can get word through to Coran for an emergency extraction! I’ll get Lance! Go!”

They all rush to comply, and as soon as they’re out of sight, Keith turns back to the ring of fire, squinting.

“Lance!”

Nothing. If Lance could hear him over the roar of the flames, it would be a miracle.

Keith swallows roughly. He’s going to need a miracle.

Hey, Red, he thinks, and even his thoughts are shaky. I know it’s been a while. But I could use some of your flames, girl. Your paladin is in danger.

There’s nothing, for a moment. The time stretches, but Keith pushes back his despair — he has to have faith. He hears his father’s voice in his head. Shiro’s.

Lance’s, even.

Sometimes, Akira, you just have to trust what’s up there.

Patience yields focus. You can do this, kiddo.

Black trusts you, and I do, too. Come on, Samurai. I’ll follow where you lead.

All at once, a burning feeling blazes through his mind — Red. She’s as warm as she’s always been, the terror for her paladin making her burn hot.

Go, she urges. I will keep you safe. Save my cub. He has blocked me from his mind.

Keith can’t help a wry smile. Oh, how the turntables.

Trusting Red, he rushes forward, straight through the flames. He clenches his eyes shut — trusting, but scared.

When he opens them again, the flames are behind him. In front of him is Lance, agile and quick, unleashing a constant barrage of attacks on the king. The king’s heavy robes are torn. There’s a burn, blackened an raw, on half his face. His crown has been ripped from his head, crushed to pieces beneath Lance’s heel.

Lance is worse. Keith hardly recognises him with the swelling of his face and the blood covering his skin. He is still wrapped in a blaze.

“Lance!” Keith yells.

It does nothing. Neither man looks up, although Lance stumbles. Just slightly, the smallest roll of his ankle, but it’s enough — the king snarls, grabbing the wooden end of Lance’s spear, spinning him around, and pulling him in a chokehold, pressing the blade to his neck.

“All this power and I still bring you to your knees,” the king snarls.

Keith rushes forward without another thought. He has no weapon, and the king is twice his size, but that’s Lance in danger — Keith can no more ignore it than he can ignore the breaking of his own heart.

But Lance doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t even struggle. He only leans his head back, eyes turned to the sky, and starts to chant.

θεά της εστίας, εγγόνι της γης,

στρέφω τα μάτια μου στον ουρανό,

σε ικετεύω να απαντήσεις την κραυγή μου,

για τη δύναμή σου σε παρακαλώ,

για την προστασία σου σε λατρεύω,

προσφέρω τη θυσία μου και παρακαλώ για τη χάρη σου,

δώσε μου τις φλόγες σου για την κόλαση τον εχθρό μου που τοποθετώ.

It’s again in the language from before. Keith shouldn’t understand a word he says. He couldn’t translate them himself, and he already knows the translators cannot manage them.

But he doesn’t hear the words. Lance’s lips are moving, and he’s speaking, but the words don’t echo through the room, to be picked up by his ears: the words settle in his brain. There’s nothing he can do to avoid them.

Goddess of the hearth,

Grandchild of the earth,

I turn my eyes to the sky,

I beg you answer my cry,

For your strength I implore you,

For your protection I adore you,

I offer my sacrifice and beg for your grace,

Grant me your flames, to hell my enemy I place.

Lance whips his head to the side, intentionally slicing his cheek on his own blade. Blood drops down his face.

“No!” the king shouts.

The second the blood drops to the ground, the king turns to ash. The flames extinguish. Silence settles around the marble hall.

Lance’s eyes, however, still glow.

“Let’s go,” he says, picking up his spear. He twirls it once, sliding it down his back as if sheathing it, and it disappears.

Keith doesn’t move.

“Keith, we have to go,” Lance urges. “Before the guards regroup and everyone sees what happened. We have to go.”

Keith only states at him.

“Lance…?” His voice is hoarse, he can barely force out the words.

Lance’s brows crease.

“I know it’s insane. I’ll explain later. We need to go, though, okay? Now.”

Keith nods mutely, because what the hell else can he do but move forward?

“Everyone else is headed towards Blue,” he says, forcing his voice to work.

“Great. Let’s meet them.”

Lance grabs his hand — gently, Keith notes, and his hands are soft, unburned. Covered in blood, but somehow unaffected by the flames.

Lance breaks into a light jog, tugging Keith behind him.

Keith shakes his head. He follows.

#i have about as much context as you my brain is a mess #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #bamf lance #demigod lance #greek gods au #greek myth au #yes yes hestia is an eternal maiden #i have context for that part if y’all are curious #powerful lance #brown-eyed lance #brown eyed lance #fic #my writing #longpost #black paladin keith #red paladin lance #badass lance #protective keith #supportive keith

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Shen Jiu in Greek Mythology AU:

What if Shen Jiu heard about the minotaur and of the king Minos terrorizing Athens and demanding young Athenians to sacrefice to the creature and decided to go to Crete to take care of the monster after some Athenians women he befriended begged him to save their daughters and sons from being sacreficed to the minotaur by disguising himself as an Athenian girl and going to Crete with the next group of young Athenians send to be sacreficed?

What if when Shen Jiu faced the beast it turns out that 1) the minotaur doesn't eat humans like the rumors said, 2) while the minotaur, Asterion, indeed kill people who cross his path it's because of a torture device put on him by King Minos himself which is so painful that it's put Asterion in a never ending berserk state and a once the torture device is removed Asterion turns out to be someone with a chivalrous and intelligent personality(like his version in the Hades game) and the true monster in all this is King Minos? (Yeah, I'm a sucker for the "the minotaur is not the real Monster scenario! ^^)

BONUS: If this happen when Theseus go to Crete to free Athens from Minos's tyranny and the prince meet Shen Jiu what if this turn into a wierd buddy movies scenario ? X)

...Shen Jiu would never turn into "buddies" with anybody. He hates people. Sure he prefers women to men, but he's highly aware that everyone is selfish and has their own motives.

Why would anyone truly wish to befriend him if not to further their own goals? (Cough of course Shen Jiu's insecurity and inferiority complex came with him to Greece.)

There's also the fact that Shen Jiu IS a god now, ya know? Humans and gods? Not friends period. There's too much power disparity, god worship mentality, and also Shen Jiu hates men and hates people who can't save themselves even more - ala Luo Binghe style.

Plus Shen Jiu's kind of - well I wouldn't call it pragmatic - brutal version of kindness would be to put the minotaur to a quick merciful death. A torture device would entail a lot of healing, perhaps still permanent injuries to be managed as a lifelong chronic issue, and there's still the question of emotional and financial stability, trauma responses that become dangerous when factoring in the minotaur's strengths...

Death would truly save a lot of future problems.

[More in #Shen Jiu gets spirited away to Ancient Greece AU]

#yall are really testing my nearly nonexistent greek myth knowledge here but Shen Jiu has no knowledge of what's going on here either #so i guess i'm in the same boat with him which makes writing his POV/reasoning easier? Maybe???? #svsss #svsss ideas #svsss au #shen qingqiu #shen jiu #mxtx #the scum villain's self saving system #Shen Jiu gets spirited away to Ancient Greece AU #Zeus #greek gods