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mournings-stars · 2 months

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doubt comes in

happy valentines day, here's my apology in advance for the angst. this is heavily based on the story of orpheus and eurydice specifically in the musical hadestown (my fav) with inspo from the lyrics so a lot of this is written with the intention to rhyme and be in a hadestown-esque song.. I probably wont write like this often, but i hope y'all like it there's one mention of pronouns (she/her) with lilith since i basically swapped the reader for orpheus and luci for eurydice but other than that i don't think there's much to indicate this is a fem!reader but this is an angel!reader if anyone would like a precursor with fluff, i'll compensate yall for the dramatic greek angst

part 2 (prelude) part 3 (prelude pt. 2) part 4 (prelude pt. 3) part 5/finale (semi-alt ending)

It was a long way down; winding, golden steps in a narrow hall that you didn’t know the depth of until you reached the bottom. Your legs ached with each step, and your wings fought not to fly the rest of the way. You could see it in the distance when you reached the ground, the red heat of the pride ring, and the home you were headed to.

It hadn’t been long since Lucifer fell, maybe a few months since he and his love were banished to the darkness he created with the worst of humankind, but you were given a blessing.

Sera, the oldest of the angels, allowed you to go down to Hell to retrieve him. There was a catch, however, one that made you wary as you now neared his home.

You could only retrieve Lucifer. He had to leave his love, and you had to trust that he would follow you. You had to lead the way back up the golden staircase she created for you, all the way to the very top where the golden gates you knew so well waited for you. Lucifer had to walk behind you without a sound; he couldn’t assure you that he was there. You just had to trust one another. To follow, and not to check.

You couldn’t turn around.

Finally, you reached his home, knocking on the door and waiting patiently before it was opened. “It’s you…” You knew his voice well, the sound of it making your heart swell as you wrapped your arms around him.

He was quick to return the embrace, the ache in your legs vanishing for a moment in his arms. “It’s me.” He sighed, hugging you tighter and shutting his eyes with his head on your chest. He could hear the drumming of your heart, and he knew if he held you long enough he’d be back in Heaven when he opened his eyes.

But he had to let go.

“How are you here?” He asked a question and it was like a melody, clear as day and symphonic as the winds that flowed beside you as you descended that steep staircase down to Hell. He stepped back, hands lingering until you stepped away.

“Sera allowed me to come down,” you said. “She said I could bring you back — that you could leave this place…” You looked around, shifting uncomfortably in the unnatural heat before you turned back to him with a gentle smile. “Come home with me.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “It’s a trick. She’s never liked me—“

“No!” You grabbed his hands, forcing him to look at you. “It’s a trial — or a second chance at one.”

It had taken you days to get down. You hadn’t seen Lucifer in months. A few days without looking back at him would be nothing if that meant an eternity back home.

He squeezed your hands, looking down at them and suddenly feeling that it might just be possible. “How?”

“It took a while,” you said quietly. “She didn’t want to listen, but I knew you had the best intentions. I convinced her, and she’s letting you come home.”

“She’s letting me try.” He looked down, dropping your hands and frowning at the ground. “What’s the catch?”

“You have to follow me—“

“I can do that,” he said quickly.

“And you can’t touch me, or speak to me. You just have to trust that I’ll get us there and that I won’t look back—“

He cut you off with a dry laugh. “Just?” He laughed harder. “We both know how this will go.”

“I trust you to follow me. Don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I do!” His hands went to your face, holding gently. You moved out of his grip, feeling the coolness of the band on his left hand. “We were always close; I trust you, I just… don’t trust her—“

“You should go, Lu,” a voice came from behind him, and the woman you recognized from Eden stood there. Her hair, long and blonde, flowed behind her in non-existent winds. Her smile made you understand why he fell — why he would for her. “Go home with her.”

It was decided then. Just one encouraging push from his love and he was prepared to leave. He looked back at her, giving a smile that made you look away as you turned.

As they said their goodbyes, you waited quietly, kicking at the ground absentmindedly until Lucifer put a hand on your shoulder. “Ready?” You nodded. “Alright.”

“We can walk together until we reach the stairs… Then, from there, we’re on our own.”

“I won’t leave you alone,” he assured. “I’ll make sure you get back home.”

You frowned at his wording, taking his hand. “We’ll both go home.”

He nodded, correcting himself and squeezing your hand, “I’ll make sure we both get home.”

You nodded. “Let’s go.”

The walk was quiet before it had to be, doubt already coming in and making its way between you. What would happen when you reached the stairs? Would he follow behind you? Who were you to think he would, when his love had to stay in a place like this?

“How bad was it?” Lucifer asked you. “Are you sure you want to go now?” You nodded. “Aren’t you tired?”

“I can rest when we’re home.” You gave him a smile that made him do the same. “You want to go back, don’t you?”

He had his doubts. He doubted that he could. He doubted he could make it all that way. He hadn’t seen you in months, and all he wanted was to talk to you — all he could do was touch you — but there was silence now. Didn’t that mean it’d be easy not to speak? Not to touch you… After all this time. After he found someone to love—

“Sera said if we make it, she’ll listen to you,” you tried, hoping he’d respond. He hadn’t even realized he didn’t answer you. “Maybe we can bring Lilith up soon.”

“I’d like that.”

The smile you gave him made him reach out his hand, the look on your face forced and sorrowful as you walked ahead of him. He wanted to take your hand for comfort — to both of you — but how was he supposed to go days without it if he couldn’t fight a simple urge now?

“We’re here…” You stopped some time later, silence blanketing the two of you a long time ago.

But now it was for a different reason.

Great golden steps stood before you, spiraling high up into thick clouds that shielded the true height of the stairs.

But even from here they looked endless.

“We can’t fly, can we?” Lucifer asked, half joking.

“That’d be nice, wouldn’t it?” You laughed, but it died out quickly. “Are you sure you want to do this? You can turn back now…” You swallowed your pride. “Go home to her… It’ll be days of walking, and going back up is much harder than coming down.”

He took a moment to understand what you were telling him, but surely told you, “If you were down here, I’d come to find you, too.” That brought a smile to your face. There was another pause before he asked, “would you follow me?”

You nodded. “Anywhere.” Even here.

He smiled, taking your hand like he wanted to before. “Then show the way.”

You squeezed his hand before turning to the stairs and letting go, savoring that last touch until you could do it again; back home. You took a deep breath before taking the first step.

Immediately, a marble wall surrounded the staircase, and you could only imagine that the steps were shielded, a wall blocking off the first stair as you started to go back up.

You couldn’t hear a thing, not even your own footsteps as you climbed step after step.

Lucifer, on the other hand, could hear your footsteps echoing; one after the other, each of your steps right after the other, and sounding like the dull pounding of a drum. He couldn’t tell if it was comforting or foreboding, but he listened anyway. This was how he’d make it through, he decided. To the steady sounds of drumming.

But you were struggling. Coming down and back up so soon had made you tired already, but doubt weighing you down didn't help any. You let out a breath before beginning to hum as a way to ground yourself to these hellish stairs.

It was a song both of you knew well; there were no words or swells to make you know what came next, just an endless melody that the winds would sing as they carried the seasons through the Earth. Long before Lucifer went to see the world, this was how you knew it. Through the songs nature sang.

But now he knew the world much better than you did. He didn’t need this song anymore. You doubted he even remembered it,

but no, he was humming along, hoping you could hear that he remembered your song. He remembered how beautiful it was, and how when you sang it, the entirety of Heaven could feel your warmth — your love. It was why you were given the task to change the seasons, your song persuading nature into the most beautiful summers and captivating winters. But what else could he expect from an angel of Virtue? Could he expect that the love that he felt all throughout Heaven would ever be for him? How could he expect anything from you?

Pride does not deserve Humility.

And doubt comes in; he thought about turning back, letting you go alone, but even when he stopped for just a moment you kept walking. You trusted him to follow you, and as you hummed the song of nature, he felt that same love that he used to. The same warmth that was now pushing him up the endless stairs after you. The same winds that made him want to reach out and touch you, just to remind you that he was there. Just to see you look back at him.

But he knew what you were doing, using your gift of song to bring nature into this empty place so it could push you to keep going. You hoped the winds would push you up, but they weren’t strong enough.

You weren’t strong enough for this.

The song stopped after a while, but you continued to climb, up, and up, and further up to no avail. If it hadn’t been that there was only one path, you would’ve questioned whether or not you were going the right way.

It was harder going back.

But there was hope; a faint, golden light that led you back home. A faint, golden light that told you you were so close. A faint, golden light that made you want to turn, smile at him, and say, “we’re almost home,” but you stopped yourself and kept going.

You were much further than almost, but you were getting there. And this light pulled you to keep. Going.

You didn’t care for the exhaustion, or the pain, you didn’t think about the hunger, or the thirst. You kept in mind that you would sleep, rest, eat, and drink when you made it home with him.

When he made it home with you. He would worry about how tired you must’ve been. He would worry how much pain you were in — and he would worry about his own once he made it home with you. But he saw how you faltered, hand on the wall to keep yourself going, and he knew he couldn’t make it much longer like this.

But you trusted him, he had to try.

And doubt comes in.

He doubted how much longer he could take this. He doubted how much longer he could watch you fade into exhaustion and pain without doing anything about it.

He doubted that Sera didn’t expect this to happen.

He doubted, and doubted, until you were finally there. Until you were almost sure he hadn’t followed you. Until your legs gave out on the final step and you felt him rush to keep you from falling. You felt his hands keeping you up and his wings bringing you onto the pale clouds of your home.

And you turned back.

But he was happy that you did. He gave you that same smile he gave her and his hands held your face gently. You reached up to grip his wrists as your eyes pooled. Regret; regret for doubting, regret for tiring, for failing. For turning back. “Why would you?” You asked and it was like a broken melody. Clear as summer rain with no symphony to push away the doubt that just kept coming in.

And he spoke to you. He broke every rule.

“I couldn’t let you fall,” he said, and you knew how he meant it. You knew he never trusted Sera. She knew he’d fail. So did he. But not you. You were the fool that made him put his trust in you.

And now you knew he had to go. And he knew he could never return.

He tilted your head down, wings fluttering and lifting him off the clouds. He pressed a gentle kiss to your head and said, “Visit again if you can.”

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considerablecolors · 7 months

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Despite the explicit instruction not to, Orpheus looks back. He needs to know if Eurydice will follow him anywhere, and so, he turns- And he finds her standing in place, unmoving.

We, the audience, find this sad for a few reasons:

1. We know there was a time when Eurydice would have followed him to the ends of the earth and straight into hell- but now, she watches Orpheus ascend to heaven alone. We know there was a time when she would have followed. We know what has changed between the then and the now.

2. Orpheus does not know what has changed. Orpheus does not know Eurydice stays because of how badly she loves. Orpheus thinks Eurydice has stayed behind because she does not love him enough.

3. Eurydice thinks the same thing. We know this, but we cannot tell them. They have both gone to places we cannot go.

4. By looking back, Orpheus has doomed them both, thinking he was saving them. If given the chance, he would do it again.

5. At some point, Orpheus believed the world was good, and Eurydice believed the world was evil. At some point, their love was powerful enough to change each other's minds.

6. Now, both see what the world could be. Orpheus reveres it. Eurydice fears it. Both are wrong. We don't know if their love can become powerful enough to change their minds again.

7. Eurydice does not follow, but she waits to see if Orpheus will turn around again. She cannot resist one last look.

8. We, the audience, know what has happened, and we know why- Orpheus and Eurydice are not gods. Their mistakes are human. We watch the scene again and again, denying what has transpired, longing for a deeper reason- coffees, lies, a higher power- but the story of Orpheus and Eurydice plays out the way it always does, for the reason it always has- love.

9. These two know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice well. Perhaps they watched it play out. Perhaps they greeted Eurydice at death's door. Perhaps they sat in a tavern and heard Orpheus play. Aziraphale thinks the story is about the inevitably of fate, the inability to resist the higher-ups- a god's will is ineffable. Crowley thinks the story is about the inevitably of leaving, the inability to have a happy ending- a god is always cruel. Neither have gotten this story quite right.

10. Once again, Aziraphale and Crowley have forgotten to focus on the love.

#YES THIS IS PROSE FOR A GREEK TRAGEDY X BIBLE FANFIC SCREW YOU #good omens #orpheus and eurydice #hadestown #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #ineffable partners #keeping Eurydices pronouns here is VERY intentional #azicrow #good omens 2 #good omens 2 spoilers #cc speaks #cc writes #poetry #prose #spilledink #idk what do you tag poetryon here??

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littleeliza-lotte · 2 months

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Hadestown notes 9/3/24

EURYDICE PLACING THE COINS ON HER EYES DURING CHIPS ARE DOWN. SHE PUT THEM RIGHT ON HER EYES AND I WAS LIKE I KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS-

Hades placing his head in his hands when Persephone leaves for the first time

Orpheus crawling in front of Eurydice and like popping up in front of her in way down when she said kinda makes you wonder how it feels it was actually hilarious

One of the fates laughing when Eurydice mentions shelter

Donals Orpheus is KILLING MEEEE HES SO PRETTY aND HIS VOICE GOD-

ITS LIKE THE GODS MADE HIM FOR THIS ROLE

Hermes looking very disappointed in hades during why we build the wall

Hades’s voice is so powerful, His build the wall was BOOMING

Wait for me. I cried. I’ve never cried at a show like this before there’s just no words

I forgot how long Eurydice and Orpheus make out during All I’ve ever known like they were going AT it 😭

Also the way they held each other in way down was sooo cute he was just always near her in some way or touching her

Persephone is the definition of l cute but will kill you (also I’m obsessed with her voice)

Lauren’s Persephone was definitely drunk as hell and Zack’s Hades was on coke for sure it was perfect

The fates HARMONIESSSS, it’s amazing how they have individuality but also just fit so well together

During Promises, Hades kept his head on persephone’s shoulder the entire time as they swayed, her hand rubbing his back in little circles

Orpheus going “YES” and throwing his hands up excitedly in promises

Hermes kissing persephone’s hand during the start of act two before she starts singing

Orpheus and Eurydice literally brimming with excitement when Hermes says they can be let go and their smiles slowly fading

Dónal’s pure anxiety in Doubt comes in, he was fidgeting so much, tripping, shaking, he was so scared.

Pretty much no gendered terms for Hermes (no ‘Mister Hermes’ etc, just Hermes)

Persephone RIPPING her hands away and groaning when hades says I don’t know

Orpheus came out from the bottom right box when he first appeared in act two, just crawled up on the stage like a true theatre kid

Lyric changes in Epic III! I don’t remember them but I got a recording

Orpheus absolutely sOBBING AFTER LOSING EURYDICE HE WAS ABOUT TO JUMP IN THAT PIT HE WAS SHAKING AND SOBBING

#was 100% sobbing #hadestown #dónal finn #madeline charlemagne #zachary james #melanie la barrie #lauren azania #hadestown west end #hades #Persephone #Eurydice #Orpheus #the fates #Hermes #hadestown UK

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luminousbeings-crudematter · 3 months

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IF MW3 was canon to me, and if I wasn’t completely and absolutely burnt out, then I’d write an Orpheus x Eurydice coded Ghoap one-shot where Simon refuses to accept Soap’s death. Just flat out refuses to accept that it happened. Never even goes to the funeral.

He doesn’t accept it, because he can’t believe it.

It was supposed to be him, right? How could Johnny have gone before him, in what universe was that okay?

Ghost is so desperate, clawing, grasping, fighting tooth and nail for something, anything. But first, he needs to get away. (Price looks at him with those knowing eyes. Price knows something’s not right, but what could he say?) So Ghost asks to go on extended bereavement leave and Price lets him.

And Ghost goes straight to Scotland.

Finds a crossroads.

Makes a deal.

When he wakes up in the middle of the night, Johnny’s there in bed beside him, breathing deep, looking so peaceful in his sleep. Ghost thinks it’s a fucking weird dream, only to wake up to the smell of frying eggs and coffee.

Soap seems to remember nothing about that last mission. Been havin the weirdest dreams lately, Si. Cannae believe how real some of them felt.

Something fundamental cracks in Simon’s chest at that moment. It’s real. The deal came through. Johnny’s really here.

Simon's happy to report that the rest of their life together is mundane. Even boring, to an outsider. They quit and move. (Simon takes care of all of it. Johnny never even mentions seeing Gaz or Price, but Simon never prods. It's all surreal, so what's another weird thing?) Their life together is happy.

But...

The real story begins when Simon realises that his time's up. The real story begins when Simon gets dragged to hell, goes with a smile on his face. How could he not? They'd crammed a lifetime of happiness in ten years.

The real story begins when Soap makes it his personal mission to bring Simon back, this way or that.

#soap x ghost #ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish x simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish

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devils-little-sista · 3 months

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Honestly I think Nico should have died at the end of BoO—hear me out ok just hear me out—and been a martyr figure for a while about a year and then somehow come back just before Tower of Nero and he’s there with Apollo the whole book hanging out with the trogs and kicking Nero’s ass.

It’s just that literally everything in BoO is foreshadowing Nico’s death. Hades’s whole speech about how “some deaths can not / should not be prevented”.

Nico having that dream about Ella reciting that line from the sybline books “the fall of the sun / the final verse”. Because that’s the next prophecy Nico will be apart of and also when Nico makes the big announcement that’s he’s alive again / came back from the dead / is immortal now.

It’s just that there is so much more foreshadowing into Nicos death and martyrdom beyond these points it’s insane. If BoO was fresher in my mind I would be going on about it for eternity.

I mean I kinda understand why Rick wanted to keep him alive because he didn’t want to buy into the whole “bury your gays” trope. But he could have done something like he did with Leo’s last chapter to show that even tho he’s dead Nicos not gone and that he’s still going to be part of the series whilst being a martyr and he may be back in the future.

Maybe Hades makes him immortal. I think that would fit best because of the parallels between Apollo just loosing his immortality and going through hell trying to get it back and then here’s Nico flaunting his fresh shiny new immortality with no idea what he’s doing with it.

Or Maybe Nico come back earlier than ToN because Jason did the Orpheus/Eurydice deal. And maybe when Jason dies Nico does the Orpheus/Eurydice deal so they’re both back from the dead there kicking Neros ass. That would be fun to see.

Side notes: it would be heart breaking if Nico gave Hazel the skull ring right before he leaves with the statue. And she doesn’t want to take it but she does.

And double heart breaking if she refuses to take the ring because she believes Nico will survive this and the ring is going to stay with him.

Triple heart breaking if Hazel doesn’t take the ring or if he can’t get to her in time he asks Reyna or Percy or Jason or Frank to give her the ring for him right before he dies.

I think Percy would be the most heart breaking and the most fitting for this because of Bianca trying to give Nico the Hades figurine. Nico trying to give Hazel the ring that was a gift from their father. History repeating itself. Percy is shattered once again.

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7ndipity · 10 months

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Feel you

Taehyung x Reader

Summary: You and Tae make up after a fight leads to you sleeping on the couch.

Warnings: angst, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! Idk why, this one got to me little bit. Hope you like it💜

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Requests are open

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It was still dark when you woke up, fumbling blindly with one hand for your phone to check the time. 4:16am, well before sunrise.

You groaned, moving to stretch your stiff limbs, only to be met with resistance in your left arm as it hung over the edge of the couch, becoming aware of the feeling of someone holding onto your hand.

Peering cautiously over the edge of the sofa, you were able to just make out Tae's sleeping form in the darkness, the duvet from the bed wrapped around him on the floor like a cocoon, the only parts of him visible were his face and the hand that clung to yours.

Confusion clouded your mind for a moment before memories from earlier that night crept back in. Petty comments had escalated into harsh words and accusations being thrown at each other, resulting in you storming out and leaving him to sleep on his own. Or so you'd thought.

Carefully, you tried to free your hand from his grip, but your movements caused him to stir, blinking up at you bleary-eyed.

"Hey." He mumbled, voice thick with sleep.

"What are you doing out here?" You asked, not unkindly.

"I, uh..." He stammered nervously, sitting up, now fully awake.

"Yes?" You questioned.

"I just wanted to be near you." He said quietly, avoiding you gaze. "I know you wanted space, but I couldn't stand not being able to feel you with me. I hate it.

"I kept thinking that story you told me awhile back, the one about Orpheus and Eurydice?" You nodded, even though he couldn't see, keeping his eyes focused on your hands. "I kept thinking about them, about loving someone so much that you'd be willing to literally walk through hell for them, only to lose them because of a moment of doubt." He sniffed suddenly, making you realize that he was crying.

"Tae." You slid down to sit next to him on the floor, reaching up to cup his face gently. "You're not going to lose me."

"But I was horrible to you." He said unsteadily. "I said-"

"We both said things we shouldn't have." You stopped him, trying to keep your voice even, but failing. "It's gonna be okay, Tae."

He broke, clutching you tightly as he sobbed into your hair. "I'm sorry."

"I know, I'm sorry too." You whispered, unable to stop the tears slipping down your face as well.

"I'll never yell at you again."

"You can't promise that."

"I can, I mean it." He hiccuped.

"Okay." You relented, rubbing his back in an attempt to soothe him.

It was several minutes before you both managed to calm a bit, Tae resting his head against your shoulder as you held him, carding your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck .

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." You replied.

You were quiet for a few more minutes before letting out a breath of a laugh.

"You realize that Yeontan has your whole bed to himself?"

"He can have it." Tae said, tucking his face further into your neck. "All I want is right here."

#taehyung fluff #taehyung imagine #taehyung scenarios #taehyung angst #taehyung drabble #taehyung reaction #taehyung reactions #taehyung x reader #taehyung x y/n #bts scenarios #bts angst #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts requests #7ndipity

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jedimandalorian · 8 months

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The Path to Peridea.

Baylan Skoll says that Peridea is from a fairy tale known to Jedi younglings, a children’s story, but in reality Baylan says this to remind us that Star Wars is exactly just that, a fairy tale, a children’s story.

What does “Peridea” mean?

peri: (in Persian mythology) a mythical superhuman being, originally represented as evil but subsequently as a good or graceful genie or fairy.

ASTRONOMY

peri: denoting the point nearest to a specified celestial body.

from Greek peri ‘about, around’.

dea: Latin for “goddess”

The descent into the underworld is one stage of the hero’s and the heroine’s journey.

As @better-call-mau1 pointed out, the Path to Peridea sounds a lot like the “path to perdition.”

perdition: (in Christian theology) a state of eternal punishment and damnation into which a sinful and unpenitent person passes after death.

Perhaps this is where Thrawn is, in a kind of hell.

But as in the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, a brave lover is willing to descend into Hades to rescue the beloved. This is Sabine Wren’s mission to find Ezra Bridger.

There’s another meaning to “Peridea” though.

It is a genus of moths from the family Notodontidae.

The moth in The Lord of the Rings films brought Gandalf the Grey hope when he was imprisoned in the Tower of Orthanc. When the moth appeared, it was a sign that Gandalf would soon be rescued by the giant eagles, which are used as symbols of divine intervention in Tolkien’s fiction.

Please note that the letters on the star-map to Peridea resemble the Viking runes Tolkien used in The Hobbit. Both The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings are stories of a hero’s journey filled with danger and wonder. The brave protagonists have to go “there and back again” just as Sabine will in the Ahsoka series.

I think that Baylan Skoll reminding us that Star Wars is a children’s story is significant. Consider this quote from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J. K. Rowling.

“Of house-elves and children’s tales, of love, loyalty, and innocence, Voldemort knows and understands nothing. Nothing. That they all have a power beyond his own, a power beyond the reach of any magic, is a truth he has never grasped.”

In all the great fairy tales, the love and loyalty of the protagonist is the key to the triumph of good over evil.

Although she isn’t strong in the Force, Sabine Wren’s love for and loyalty to Ezra Bridger will strengthen her resolve on her road of trials along the Path to Peridea. With Ahsoka the Grey by her side, Sabine is ready to leave the comfort of Lothal (her Shire) and go to Peridea to save the man she loves.

Update, post Ahsoka Episode 6:

Here’s Huyang reminding us that this is indeed a fairy tale, a children’s story.

And here’s Thrawn, showing us how the villain “knows and understands nothing.”

“You wouldn't understand,” says Sabine.

“Perhaps not,” Thrawn responds.

What he doesn’t understand is love. The love and devotion that Sabine and Ezra have for each other is the power the dark lord knows not, and it will be his undoing.

I have spoken.

#sabine wren #ezra bridger #star wars #ahsoka series #sabezra #star wars rebels #ezrabine #Peridea #baylan skoll #j r r tolkien #lotr #the hobbit #j k rowling #Harry Potter and the deathly hallows #fairy tales

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l-just-want-to-see · 2 months

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some of version of this has probably already been said? but yeah of course Orpheus looked back. Eurydice died and what did he do? He tried to get her back. Going to the underworld, that was looking back. Why would leaving it be any different?

edit that’s probably why Hadestown has wait for me sung when he’s going to hell and wait for me (reprise) when he’s leaving it

#eurydice #orpheus #hadestown #<- incidentally I suppose

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ohbo-ohno · 5 months

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thinking greek mythology au thoughts

orpheus/eurydice au with soap/reader where soap manages to successfully bring you back from the dead but he becomes so petrified of losing you again that he never lets you leave his sight. and then he never lets you leave your house. and then your room :( and you beg and beg for him to let you go anywhere, even just let you see the sky again, but he nearly breaks down into sobs and tells you that he can't lose you again, that he can't fathom your death (you two end up dying together somehow - you starve because he refuses to leave to feed you, you get sick and he kills himself, or he commits a murder suicide because he knows you'll only truly be together forever in death)

icarus ghoap, featuring icarus soap (daedalus graves) and hades ghost. ghost only sees soap because he sees all the particularly important or unique deaths, and the crumpled man with wax burns down his torso, gilded wings drooping from his back, is a hell of a sight. he decides to keep him as his own pet bird

alternatively - sisyphus ghoap. soap spends his entire life avoiding death, making a mockery of ghost's kingdom and everything he rules over, and ghost is ecstatic when he finds the man has died from natural causes. he makes him an offer - push a boulder to the top of the hill, or become his cupbearer (and oh soap sneers at the thought, becoming a servant to a god he spent his whole life rejecting. and he can read between the lines, they all know a god's personal cupbearer does far more than keep his glass full). so every day soap pushes the boulder, and every day it falls back down. no matter how hard he works, how long he pushes, how strong he gets, it never reaches the top of the hill. ghost stops by sometimes to taunt him from the sidelines, to show him visions of the luxury he'll have as a cupbearer, tell him all the things he'll receive. they both know that soap will give in one day, will take his offer, it's just a matter of time

#bo writes #< maybe. who knows!#not bo #soap mactavish x reader #ghoap

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le-panda-chocovore · 2 months

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I don't know if someone already said it but I need to make this post.

I read something about Orpheus not so long ago and my first thought was oh, this is STSG. The metaphor isn't perfect, the parallels don't completely align, but you can see it, the codes are here.

We all know the story. Eurydice died and Orpheus went to the deepest level of hell to bring her back, and the moment before he reached the surface, he turned around and lost her again forever.

Maybe it's just me, maybe it's because I'm too deep in the analysis of their relationship, but something in this myth resonates with Geto and Gojo's story.

They loved each other, no one can deny that. They were young and passionate, and they inspired each other to become better. Eurydice was Orpheus' muse and Suguru was Satoru's blue spring. Their lives were so bright and pretty and colorful when they were together.

Then one of them left, leaving the other in a state of despair. Unable to grieve, Satoru worked so hard to find a way to Suguru, to build a world where his love could come back (despite knowing very well that nothing could bring Suguru back to him).

Fast forward 10 years and so many things happened. Satoru still dreams of him.

Satoru knows about the Prison Realm, he knows this is a trap, he knows he can't stay here, he knows that if he stop moving he'd lose. He's smart, he knows. He also knows that Suguru's dead and there's no hope of saving him now. But when he hears the voice, he can't help but turn around, and he doomed himself (and the world) by doing that, but he has to -he needs to look back. To see Suguru's face, to be sure it's him. Orpheus knew it was Eurydice and Satoru knew it wasn't Suguru but they needed to be sure, they had to see by themselves. They knew they'd lose everything, and they did it anyway. Because when you hear the breath, the voice, the steps of the only one you have ever loved behind you, you look back.

And people keep accusing you for this ultimate mistake, they said you shouldn't have, they say they'd have acted differently, but it doesn't matter. Because if you acted differently, it would have meant that you didn't care about them.

Satoru turned back, and all the efforts he made to arrive here became vain.

This is a story doomed by love. Love is the twistest curse of all.

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daisychainsandbowties · 8 months

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forever sad we'll never get to see beatrice's face in those moments right after the kiss. i'm talking right before they break apart and then immediately after while they're still resting their foreheads together. like was she crying too? did she open her eyes first? did she look peaceful or devastated?

i can never escape from the fact that beatrice has just, in the same breath, found faith in the mouth of a girl and watched that same holy thing slip through her hands.

she really is both orpheus and eurydice in that moment. she is being asked - kissed into compliance, implored with every sacred inch of this girl she loves - to walk out of hell and she is the ghost left on the threshold of death, watching her lover erupt into light.

there’s so much grace in ava in that moment, so much bravey because i think if i were going to my death and there was a hand i could hold on the way to it… i’d cling to that.

but ava is still so intent on not being a burden to anyone. it breaks my heart, watching her melt into light and how her face goes from this saintlike thing, full of soft longing, to a mask of bravery. a funeral dirge for a heartbeat.

she’s so brave and you can see in that shot; the cross of light on her shoulders. you see beatrice standing there and i think she knows then that her hands are not overfull with ava; they are just empty without her.

she’s being asked to become orpheus. and no, ava won’t be behind her - trapped at the gates in the mouth of the monster, but she wants her to turn, and walk, and let her go. we know how well beatrice has rehearsed for this, but from the moment she clings to the bars in the museum, watching ava drop like a star, we know that it doesn’t matter how well she understands the steps to this dance of leaving; she wants ava to teach her something new.

i talk all the time about beatrice and touch but i think another aspect of her learning to reach out is the fact that she also learns how to not let go.

because i think beatrice has been let go very often in her life. and she’s had to let go of others in return. and then she encounters something that she can’t surrender. a blow she cannot turn the other cheek to accept.

i’m always captivated by how she holds ava when they find out that they’ve lost mary - it’s the first hint we get that maybe this story is about refusing to let go. it’s about the hunger (ava cramming croissants into her mouth, beatrice wanting her hands to be filled, her water to wine) and beatrice learning to fight not for a cause, which is easy, but for herself. and she holds ava and then we DO see her face and it’s not yet resolve but it is the first sign that she won’t let ava go, the “you are my best friend, and i cannot watch you die.”

and ava tries to say “okay then, don’t look.” she offers beatrice the chance to walk out of hell, to never look back, but of couse she does. that’s just how the story goes.

#warrior nun #avatrice #thinking of that mary oliver poem ‘in blackwater woods’ and ‘to love what is mortal…#‘to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends in it; and when the time comes #to let it go’#i think there’s some significance to not seeing bea face here #it’s like… she is not orpheus she is eurydice and so the looking would make her vanish #again this makes no sense but aaaahhhh they make me insane #anon

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efadefoks · 1 month

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Much as I love love love the story of Orpheus and Eurydice (and I try to put all my otp into this plot) I couldn't fit jwds into it. And then it hit me. The doomed narrative of an ancient myth but reversed

Our Eurydice JooWon willingly going to hell to sacrifice himself in the name of his Orpheus Lee Dongsik (and justice of course, but we all can agree, that at that point of the story hjw has -7 fucks to give about justice system)

And in the end, when it's time to go and finally leave the underworld of guilt and hardship and bad memories, Eurydice turns around to look at Orpheus. While they are not doomed to repeat the tragedy it is still an act of love. In the words of some people on this website "to love someone is to turn around"

#fanfiction #beyond evil #headcanons #jwds #han joowon #kdrama #lee dongsik

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alyona11 · 8 months

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Hi! So I am very new to Hadestown and I am watching the bootleg. I really love the dynamic between Hades and Persephone, but there is one thing that kind of rub me in not so good way, is Hey Little Song Bird implied that Hades and Eurydice slept together? I am seeing a lot of interpretation and it genuinely confused the hell out of me asdfghk

Hi! Well, tbf it's a tricky question, but the short answer is that Hadestown suggests that something might have happened behind closed doors. The rest is up to audience and actor's interpretation.

For example, Anaïs Mitchell often mentions in Working On a Song that in early workshops she often went with the idea that Hades cheats and pretty regularly even though these affairs mean nothing to him since the only person he loves is Persephone. It even had a cut song:

In her early drafts/productions of Hadestown you can often get the vibe that from her point of view it doesn't matter as much because they are eternal beings and love each other since the world began so does it even matter for them?

However, by NYTW this story line was cut apart from Persephone's line in How Long:

"I don't mind if you look at other girls, now and then"

"The girl means nothing to me"

"I know"

Plus the staging in NYTW Papers and Hades' protective peacock behavior with Eurydice around Orpheus in the scene also gives you a thought that they might have had an affair? Plus some bits like the fact that she has a line in Why We Build a Wall and her words "But don't you see? That's different with me!" - "Different than who? They thought they were different too!" Could also be interpreted as Hades suggesting some special conditions by granting her a role of a romantic interest. Whether the interest is real or not and did he use it or not is again up to your interpretation of NYTW Hades. He is more of a morally dubious guy (as all ht Hades are) so it's more up to you to either believe he would have cheated to put Persephone in her place or would just use showing off Eurydice as a brutal way to get Persephone's interest.

As for Broadway, I think it's still suggested and you can find profs in the lyrics but I think that they are what they are - suggestive and leave you to interprete it whichever way you feel comfortable. I think the biggest suggestion remains in Flowers with the line:

'I trembled when he laid me out

"You won’t feel a thing," he said, "when you go down"'

Which kinda can have a death meaning and sex meaning, tbf someone could have written a good article on how those topics are connected in Hadestown. So here, again chose one of the two or both.

But again, Broadway also changed the lyrics in How Long and the whole staging in Papers so it's less suggestive.

My personal opinion based on Broadway production is that it all depends on how the actor plays it and whether you believe this particular Hades is the type to sleep with Eurydice to get Persephone's attention and prove he is still attractive or he is more of a person who doesn't care about having the affair and his only goal is to get Persephone to react somehow by composing such a messed up hurtful plan. Personally, I prefer the second option maybe because I'm a pussy or maybe because I see Hades (whom I mostly base on Patrick Page ht Broadway previews) like a person who is desperate to get Persephone's attention in such a radical way like a cat pushing objects from your table to see your reaction. He wants to be stopped, he wants any reaction from Persephone. He even touches her by the shoulder before going into the office like "Look!! Look! I'm absolutely totally leaving! To cheat! See! Hey come on! I'll even take off my tie to show that I'm serious! Don't you wanna stop me???". Seems kinda way too extra to me. Like he could have just gotten to the office after parading a pretty girl in front of her and it would be understood that it's for an affair. But he takes so much time to make sure she understands that he can find himself someone when all he wants is for her to come back to him with open arms. I'm not sure he has the guts to actually damage his relationship to an irreversible degree (considering Broadway Hades is never stated as a cheater before the Eurydice sub-plot). Like it's one thing to take a mortal before her time and parade her in front of your wife (because what is a mortal life after all?) as a "replacement" and it's the other way to actually cheat on her and deal with the fact that she might never forgive him again if it is a deal-breaker for her considering they seem to be true to each other for all these years.

One interesting thing to note here as well is how Hades actors play the reaction to Persephone's line in How Long:

"He has the kind if love that you and I once had"

Because his instant reaction is "OH SHIT once had?? Does she think I don't love her still?? OH SHIT I BROUGHT THE GIRL THIS IS WHY SHE MIGHT THINK THAT", so he answers to that:

"The girl means nothing to me!"

Depending on the actor and she show the line sounds either scared, confused, angry, undignified etc. So it's once again up to you to interprete why he reacts this way: is he angry because she suggested he would actually cheated on her? Is he angry because she called him out on that affair? Is he confused and scared because she thinks he doesn't love her anymore because of his foolish decision to tease her in such a cruel way?

That's up to you.

P.S. I think one of the most interesting studies of the subject and Hades' character that I've read in a fic for that matter was the Songbird chapter of Winters Nigh and Summers O're. You can check it out, but I will warn you that it's probably one of the heaviest chapters of that fic in the emotional sense and it has explicit parts (don't worry, nothing bad happens to Eurydice. Well...apart from dying, I guess), so check out the warnings if you decide to read it.

#me being me #hadestown #hades #eurydice #persephone #hadestown analysis #i guess #i honestly wanted to reply shortly but then got interested in thinking about the subject and wrote a huge ass post #sorry anon hope you'll enjoy it tho #i do think Songbird chapter is like the most painful ht fic I've read ngl #traumatic but so so good

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