#mythpoetry

[quaintobsessions]

Epistolary, or, What Doesn't Kill You Lasts Longer

Hades comes to me. He's been a little less busy, lately. Wings barely tucked in because he knows I like to see them on him, he perches next to me.

He is smiling. It's disconcerting. Now, I know you favour the unfashionable, but that took things a smidge far, don't you think? I shrug. ‘Call me Clarissa.’

Oh, no. No. I’m here to recast you as Lovelace. ‘So now I’m the villain?’ He lightly lifts my chin. I beg to differ there. What might you not do in the rake’s shoes?

His fingers drift away to light a cigarette. High time you roved a little. It’s an art. You're a charmer. What's the harm? Don’t go giving your whole heart away again.

‘Do you even have a heart?’ He blows slow rings. I admit I’m not easily moved. Love then. Crave until you can't form words. Surrender and accept nothing less

than surrender in return. Fleeting, meaning everything and nothing, it all defines life, my darling. You're not dying at the moment. Go out and live a little. He shakes

wide his wings, rises, and lightly kisses my lips. Smoke. You know where to find me. Don't send me any letters. Just breathe, you fragile, human thing. Breathe.

#poetry #mythpoetry #Hades #prose #mythology

[deathbyvalentine]

artemis is a tomboy. knees bruised, elbows skinned, dresses dirty, ribbons ripped, tell me how you love like wilderness, child. tell me how you catch and release, how when you run, you're running away from home, only your brother can catch you.

did you hear? artemis cut off her hair in a fit of pique. refused her aunt's games, made her own. spoke in the language of the deer, refused all perfume bar her own sweat and the sweet daisies under her feet.

when she screams, it sounds like 'iphignia' when she mourns, it's for all the dead girls when she fights, she bites and kicks and scratches a wildcat as goddess, goddess as predator - and prey and girl - hear her feet like thunder breath like lightning.

#artemis #mythology #greek mythology #mythpoetry #poetry #poems #poem

[zoryavolchitsa]

a snippet of “Vestige” from Lost Kingdoms by Sandra Zor

#poetry #literature #mythpoetry #spilled ink #mine: writing

[seagulls-den]

The Spear of Euphorbos

I am immune to her, it is as though I were dipped in the Styx by my heart.  She cannot hurt me, cannout rouse me, Cannot drive me to that desperation which instills fear into my gods. If she cannot vanquish me, then How can she hope to temper me? At her side, there is only the one future Singularly suspended in its niceness. And there I see the thing I fear most: Comfort and all of its boredoms, Boredom and all of its niceties. There is no triumph for me here, How can there be? I have been this person already. I would rather return to the field and lament. 

#seagulls-den #mythpoetry #writerscreed

[ckmercedes]

Icarus

2:00am [sent]: My soul was yearning for the sun

2:01am [sent]: Ribcage empty and rotting

2:02am [sent]: I found you and my soul sings

Apollo

2:10am [unsent]: Is it wise to search for the sun?

2:11am [unsent]: Is it wise to hope for love?

2:12am [unsent]: I will scorch down your wings

2:13am [unsent]: Your love will be your undoing

Icarus

4:00am [sent]: Are you still there?

Apollo

4:01am [sent]: Always

Text Messages Part I 

c.k.m | ko-fi 

#poetry #mythpoetry #Greek mythology #Icarus x Apollo #Icarus #Apollo

[archangelsammy]

archangelsammy's supernatural fic recs! <3

keep in mind that there's gonna be a lot of random stuff here. I read pretty much anything and everything. do keep in mind the tags before you read! if you don't like a fic/ship that's here, then don't read it. I don't want to see any hate here please.

short fics <5,000w

It's A River (But Not In Egypt) by Lise (Sam/Lucifer)

He's still a liar. Maybe always has been. Season 7, Sam & Hallucifer. References to torture, more gen than shippy.

flutter by real-placebo-effect (Sam/Michael)

Suddenly, Sam sees where Gabriel gets it from. It's almost endearing. Cute and sweet, set in early season 7. Canon divergence.

[record scratch, freeze frame] yep. that's me, plummeting into hell. you might be wondering how i got myself into this situation. well, it all started when i was born by kbaycolt (Sam/Lucifer)

The fall to Hell takes seven days. Post-episode Swan Song, angst. Short, and open ending.

just say by real-placebo-effect (Sam/Lucifer)

He won't say it so he doesn't say anything. Sam unravels anyway. Short, sweet, and shippy.

I should have been a pair of ragged claws by sparklylulz (Sam/Lucifer)

He wonders if he’ll go to Hell for sympathizing with the devil. Great Sam characterization.

speaking by maplewix (Sam/Lucifer)

Sam teaches Lucifer how to talk with his hands. Lucifer teaches Sam about angels. Sam is deaf, and Lucifer is mute. Unfinished but worth it.

and so the tower fell by thequietwings (Sam/Lucifer)

Lucifer taught Sam how to speak Enochian in the Cage. Really is angst masquerading as cute scenes. Podfic available!

Find Me At The End of Time by River_of_Dreams (Sam & Lucifer)

Sam Winchester wakes up in the Cage, knowing he's just condemned himself to an eternity of torture. But Lucifer has defied expectations since the beginnings of Time. He will do it again at its end. Post-episode Swan Songs, can be read as pre-slash.

at the end of the day by sharpbluejay (Sam/Lucifer, Chuck & Lucifer)

You do not, under any circumstances, have to hand it to the Devil, except when you do.

Or it turns out that watching the Devil confront God (with a capital G) reminds Sam a little too much of himself yelling at John. This is a strange thing to notice as the world is ending. Says slash, but can be read as gen. Post-episode 11x22 We Happy Few.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity by barryallenistheflash (Sam & Jack)

Jack begins to sense there's something not quite right.

Oh, no.

There's something

terribly,

awfully

wrong.

omg brilliant. alternate s14.

Twenty Steps by piglet (rethira) (Sam/Lucifer)

So, you accidentally married the Devil. As it says on the tin! crack, hilarious.

choosing, not ceasing by mythpoetry (Sam/Lucifer)

Sam lets the devil ride him out of hell. It's not the worst idea he's ever had. Beautiful scene towards the end. s5 Lucifer characterisation.

Holy by maplewix (Sam/Lucifer)

“No, that’s not possible, the world’s changed since—since the beginning, Pangea and—”

"Not the holy places," Lucifer said quietly.

can be read as gen, religious symbolism & crying.

Demons Aren't Mice (but Neither are they Men) by ohjustdisarmalready (Sam & Castiel & Crowley)

Crowley and Sam make a book club in the dungeon. Castiel is a part-time member. So much symbolism. References to literature, but you don't need to have read them.

long-ish fics 5,000w-10,000w

Falling Down by ophan (message me your email if you'd like a copy of ophans works) (Sam/Lucifer)

Sam says, 'Are you going to do it? Are you going to try and burn the world again?'

When Lucifer replies his voice is just as Sam remembers it. Low and musing, but also hoarse now, and filled with something fractured and brittle. It's shocking, in every way. A s9 canon-divergent fic with s5 Lucifer characterization.

Night Moves by Safiyabat (Sam/Lucifer)

Lucifer visits Sam in his dreams as the Apocalypse rages around them. While he should be trying to convince Sam to say "Yes," Sam soon finds that the Adversary isn't exactly adversarial. Done with the prompt 'classic rock,' loved the way music features in this.

someone to eat the fruit by anon (Sam/Lucifer)

The Cage is not what Sam expects. Interesting take on the cage - seems dark but is actually light-hearted.

Regrettable Situations in Storage Room 3 by occasionally_always (Sam/Castiel)

It’s not easy to get to the Farmers Market in the middle of a pandemic, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Sam would do anything to get some fresh air and sunlight, Cas really, really wants his organic honey, and most importantly, Dean’s not home to stop them. Humor & domestic. Can be read as gen too.

The Courtship of Sam Winchester by twicefivemiles (Sam/Lucifer)

While away from Dean and working a job he hates to forget a past he hates more, the last thing Sam needs is an unwanted suitor in his room every night. So sweet and good. Set around 5x03.

thou shalt not covet by sonatine (Sam/Lucifer, unrequited Sam/Castiel)

The irony is that Lucifer’s vessel — Nick — is exactly the kind of guy Sam would try to pick up. Tall but not scrawny; the kind of brawny Midwest farm stock that Dean, who prefers natty dressers with elegant faces (Cas) or someone who looks like they crawled out of Donner’s Pass (Benny), would curl his lip at. Sam would like to deny that he has a type, but his history of ex-lovers tells a story of sharp eyes, sharper smiles, and an intellect like a battering ram that he can throw himself against. This is thee fic of all time. Actually got me to ship Sam/Lucifer.

long fics 10,000w-50,000w

Love in Twelve Acts by sparxwrites (Sam/Lucifer)

It's hard not to love someone when you know their life story. Lucifer, like all angels, can travel in time; what he sees in the past changes him. Really interesting fic, well worth the read.

The Fourth Wall Series by entanglednow (Dean/Cas, Sam/Lucifer)

The guys explore the joys of fanfiction. Brilliantly done, some beautiful moments in this series.

the crucifix was constructed wrong by tigriswolf (Sam & Dean, no ships)

Sam time travels from the end of Swan Song to midway through No Rest for the Wicked. Ain’t nobody’s plans left intact.

He opens his eyes. Uncurls, glances at the candles, the symbols. “Ruby,” he murmurs. Smiles slowly.

Resumes the ritual.

fell down, threw up by goodnightfern (Cas/Dean, Sam/Lucifer)

The spell works on all of the angels and Lucifer's punishment continues. As for Sam? He's gotta be hallucinating again. (AU after 8.23)

Monsters Out of Time by KillerofHope (Sam/Lucifer)

God vanishes with his sister, Sam finds himself waiting at the bunker for Dean. But Lucifer arrives first, feeling just as lost as Sam.

A relationship snaps into place that both don't want to feel guilty about. s11 divergence, very light-hearted for the ship that it is.

How to Fall by alas_horatio (Sam/Lucifer)

When a spell goes wrong Sam ends up stranded in the north Canadian wilderness with nothing to do but bunker down and wait for rescue, which wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the broken angel he's accidentally brought along for the ride. So well done, one of the best Sam/Lucifer fics out there.

Pyrphoros by lumpy-space-princess (Sam/Lucifer)

And thus did he who was called Forethought descend from the mountain with a fistful of fire, a boon of civilization to all Mankind.

Three tales, of three gifts, told in three parts. Just amazing.

Smoke and Mirrors by itallstartedwithdefenestration (Sam/Lucifer)

Sam spends most of his dreams with Lucifer trying to prove that they're nothing alike. Until he realizes that they are, and that maybe, just maybe, he's sick of denying it.

Tangible by glassedplanets (Sam/Lucifer, Dean/Cas)

Wherein Sam's got the Devil whispering in his ear and he's well and truly fucked. Picks up after 7x15 and diverges from canon.

super long fics 50,000w-150,000w

A Young Writer Marked for Death by lysanatt (Sam/Lucifer, Michael/Adam)

Being an aspiring writer in Paris isn't easy, and with Adam wasting away from consumption, Sam's life sure is difficult. It could be worse, though: Adam could be dead or they could both be back in Kansas where they would end up in jail. Monsieur Lucifer could have asked them to leave Le Cabaret Perdu when he discovered the less than flattering poem that Adam wrote about him. Instead Sam makes a surprising deal with Lucifer that is going to change Adam's life — and his own. Sort-of Moulin Rouge AU with a happy ending.

The Light Beyond The Glass by ophan (Sam/Lucifer) (message me for the link)

There's a new Leviathan-eating monster on the loose, and Sam and Dean need to stop it before it starts eating humans. Trouble is, it can only be killed by an archangel. Luckily, Sam's found a summoning spell to take care of that. A s7 canon divergence fic with s5 Lucifer characterization.

Some Kind of Home by SansPellegrino (Sam/Lucifer, Dean/Cas)

In which Sam gets kicked out of his own house and ends up being taken in by the Miltons; a somewhat dysfunctional family of seven held together by the two eldest brothers in the absence of their parents. Sam's plan is to stay with them until Dean comes home from serving in Afghanistan, and then he'll return to Stanford. But, as usual, other things just get in the way.

Stairway to Heaven by clowns_or_midgets, jadeys-world, snarkymuch (Sam/Lucifer)

AU. To save his brother, Sam makes a deal with the devil. The creature he expects and the man he actually encounters are two different beings, and soon he will have to choose between what he knows is right and what his heart desires.

Due Cause by alas_horatio (Sam/Lucifer, Dean/Cas)

Sam gets his first job at the law firm of his dreams, which just happens to be the workplace of his law-school idol, who in real life is a good deal more cynical and a great deal more creepy than he might have imagined. Also: Cas runs a snack cart. Also: Dean helps.

Who Do You Think You're Fooling? by all_the_kings_ham (Sam/Lucifer)

Just because you can find help on the side of the road doesn't mean that Sam has to accept that help with out reservations.

The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot by all_the_kings_ham (Sam/Lucifer)

It was such a simple plan.

How did it go so wrong so fast?

bad moon rising by gone_girl (no ships)

There are many American cults of worship, and none of them will ever have a place for the Winchester brothers. Arab Winchesters! Really good.

That's all folks! Leave a kudos/bookmark on the fics if you like them! This list is all thanks to @quietwingsinthesky and @godsprettiestprincess over on the archangel discord so thanks guys for the motivation <3

#supernatural #sam winchester #spn lucifer #dean winchester #hallucifer #supernatural fanfic recs #castiel #fic recs #supernatural fic recs #samifer #destiel #midam #gen fic #quietwingsinthesky #ramseynatural #my fic recs #spn michael #adam milligan

[mostruositas]

If they only knew it’s here, in my deepest Hell, that flowers bloom before reaching the air.

The Underground bore the Rose // Ludovica Elisabetta Enrietti

#hades and persephone #hades #persephone #spilled ink #spilled words #mythpoetry #death and the maiden #furor artis //

[no-song-so-sweet]

one night, long ago

when you were still young

you hear the voice

in your backyard

“help” it cries

“help me”

young. helpless.

like you

you fetch your parents

drag them from slumber

up to your open window

to listen to the pleas

carried on the summer breeze

“a bullfrog’s croak” they say

“no more than that, no less”

nothing to worry about

still.

you close your window

the room will warm

but the cries

cannot

be

heard

(it will take you years to realize

years and an empty circle

out past the creek

to remember -

Midsummers Night after all

can be Dangerous)

one night, not so long ago

you hear a voice call out

“come” it cries

“come to us”

you shut the window

you have seen the circle

know the stories

it is All Hallows’ Eve

and that is no bullfrog

(the voice is not so different

from way back when

but now you’ve heard the tales

of what happens when you listen

and you think your parents

may have realized even then

you would have left

head full of clouds)

last night (and isn’t that odd)

it was not just a voice

but a being

tall

etheral

beautiful

Not.

Human.

standing in a circle

in the woods

(behind your dorm)

will you come to us

they ask

will you join our celebrations

you hesitate

consider

remember

a little girl

with stars in her eyes

and fairy tales

in her head

a teenager

eyes glittering with knowledge

and the ancient tales

catalogued and memorized

a college student, an adult

with all this

standing on a precept

a path to take

a choice to make

you take a breath

you make a choice

right or wrong

you

choose

(everyone must make the choice

at some point

after all, the Fae

never

left

they just immigrated with us)

- faerie stories in the new world

#mythpoetry #myth poem #faerie #poetry

[thedeadanonpoetssociety]

"Stay. " He said.

"I can't. " He replied.

"We both are married. This is not right. "

"We have loved each other. Not sinned. "

"WE HAVE WIVES! "

"So? Who is gonna judge us? Gods? " He laughed.

Melting into each other's arms, one smiled, one cried.

Gods can fall in love too. Right?

. The Dead Anon Poets Society .

#the dead anon poets society #poetry #unsigned poetry #mythpoetry #guest members

[soaked-roses]

seeing you come to me should be a catharsis but instead it takes on the colour of murder. it is because you are the mortal one between us. more beautiful in your emotion, easier to kill, all that energy inside you as quickly perishable as the entire lifespan of a butterfly. maybe this was why i wanted you, i had grown cold with responsibility for the sun. destruction was not what i intended for you but it is what happens to all who follow in my wake. ask the sunflower who she used to be, she will tell you she was the mortal who fell in love with me. this was the difference between ichor and iron. the universe made you closer to itself than us. the water will take better care of you than me, let me melt your wings, you belong to the sea. now a stillness neither of us knew before. now a softness no one can answer for.

nikita gill // apollo to icarus

#poem #mythpoem #mythpoetry #apollo x icarus #love #pain #sad #heartache

[heyifinallyhaveablog]

Greek [Modern] Mythology Fancast || Michele Morrone as Hades (A Rockstar in the Modern Alternate Universe)

---

Hellfire, they say, chars the infernal,

And what of the bearer? 

That, they ask not.

For long have I been fond of fiery incandescence,

As the flames, deep, sanguine, grave and dense,

Engulf my realm, engulf my Throne,

And in this world,

They lace my core.

They inquire of the carmine,

That stands at the fore,

Listening, as my notes bore,

Trenches through their souls.

Force, they note, finds its voice,

As I sing, bereft of noise,

Rebellion, they say, as if I mean to purge,

This realm of its newfound sins,

While my reckless melody, spins yet another dirge.

---

Swansong. - a.b. || 

An unofficial entry for Yugantaram | @yugantaram

Note: I haven’t watched 365 Days. It is just this God of a human being, Michele Morrone, that drove me to write this! Thank You my new muse!

Mandatory tag list: @mayavanavihariniharini, @ruminationsofaraven, @bleedinknight

#michele morrone #365 days #365 dni #Greek Mythology #inkstay #mythpoetry #fyeahmyths #modern mythology #spilled ink #spilled words #spilled in poetry #lostcap #they told us to tell you hello #gifset #mine #no I haven't watched the movie yet but this man is a literal God! #LIKE OH GOD!' #hello new muse! <3 #hello new Hades #like Hades is one God I have been particularly fond of so yeah #inksplotch #Photoshop Frivolities

[quaintobsessions]

Ego Te

It's almost too late now, ember glow nearly lost, but I know you absolved me and I you by the waterside

last May, lilac blossom dreaming above us.

You met me where the sun blinded, and I couldn't tell what pierced deeper, desire or despair.

For a season I became you then sacrificed you to the final demands of first love.

I think it might fall apart again rings on the river's surface but here you are after I've spoken in your voice

lifted your wings driven you insane

my Icarus who never fell and instead lives in the sun molten from burning brighter than any promise.

#poetry #prose #writerscreed #twcpoetry #mythpoetry #ego te absolvo

[deathbyvalentine]

Inanna, She of the setting sun, She of the liminal, Lover of all things in-between Lover of all life, In it's infinite motion.

She who challenges. She who plants her wide hips (as a bull would) and says "No." She who cannot be moved.

A rebellious and loving daughter. A selfish and giving wife. A vulnerable and brilliant sister She is so many things (as will you be).

The rising star. The evening scent. Glory be to you and your attendants. Unkept by the underworld, We sing your song.

#inanna #poetry #mythpoetry #mythology #sumerian mythology #poems #poem

[beholdingslut]

did you post a poem about Artemis where one of the lines was something like "she could never look another in the eye without wondering what they would take away" or did I just make that up? It's beautiful and I wanted to read it again but I've been looking everywhere and I can't find it

no that wasn’t mine but the best bet on finding it would be in the tag i used for myth based poetry although i believe it’s quite long. good luck!

#and the tag is #mythpoetry #ask

[seagulls-den]

Eurydice, Again

Deceiving death And by death deceived She haunts me, melodically Alive in every lyric and tune As I sing on our way to the threshold Why must I keep looking back? Unwittingly, I lose myself in memory Reveries labyrinthian and alluring; Infinite pathways that unfold, Of which none lead forward How does one move on  From a love that may still live?

#seagulls-den #writerscreed #twcpoetry #mythpoetry #eurydice #orpheus #mircomaguerra

[ckmercedes]

I admire his strong jaw,

slope of his nose, and the way his brows

pinch in stern expression over dark

brooding eyes. I imagined kissing him,

tasting pomegranate on his lips.

Shrieking souls haunt him

each step he takes, condemns

a soul. In his throne of skulls, 

he sits regal and imposing.

Behind his mirthless gaze

of black coal lies torment, 

weariness weighing heavily 

upon him like a crown.

I admire the Undead King, 

isolated in his Kingdom

of Death seeking solace from

Spring, with her grace and 

compassion. Even death felt 

loneliness.

The Undead King

c.k.m | ko-fi

#mythpoetry #mythpoem #greek mythology #hades #poetry #poem