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ryuuna · 3 days
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can persephone please catch a break cuz that’s twice now she hasn’t been able to raise her kids due to divine fuckery 🫠
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hibiscus-percy · 2 days
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Still cannot believe the pain that Persephone is definitely feeling, because she mentioned that her greatest wish was to be a mother, only for her to have two children and not be able to raise either of them because of circumstances out of her control. Quite literally, both of them were born and then something terrible happened, resulting in her being unable to watch them grow up.
Zagreus was born dead. Persephone, in her grief, fled to the surface to escape the pain she felt. Years later, the same son she thought she'd never see again showed up at her cottage. She then proceeded to watch him die, over and over again, as was the price he had to pay for fighting his way to get just a few minutes of her time. In the end, it all worked out, but I can't imagine her having to watch her son repeatedly collapse and melt away into the Styx, slowly realizing she's made a mistake in running away.
Melinoë, although we don't know her story in its entirety just yet, also didn't get to be raised by her mother. She was born, and then the House was attacked. Persephone quite literally had to let her child go, in hopes that she'd be okay. Persephone probably sits in the imprisoned House, thinking of her poor girl and how she's once again missed watching her child grow up.
Persephone has had to experience the grief of a mother's loss two times. Do you think she cradles her arms and remembers how small Melinoë was when she saw her last, and if she's even still alive? Do you think she stares into the Styx and remembers the night she ran away after Zagreus was born without breath?
Persephone. Her one wish has been denied over and over again. The goddess of verdure; the growing green of plants, was unable to help and watch her own children grow.
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l3irdl3rain · 2 days
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*Persephone’s Medical Fund*
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jouxlskaard · 11 hours
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Hi so I may or may not have forgotten to actually post these on here. Ofc the original concept goes to the brilliant @wolfythewitch, I've just leeched off of it because I wanted to see Elias in the Hermes suit. Also I wanted to see Jon and Martin doing a little dance. And the way I drew Tim as Orpheus is just.... so similar to how regular Orpheus looks. I am sorry. He has a boob window so it's more accurate to his character.
As I talked about in my ask to Wolfy (which I believe to be what drew quite a few people here? idk at this point), I have quite a few reasons for why I think Elias would fit the role of Hermes. Obviously he's a much more sinister Hermes, but it's a neat little concept to play around with. I think the little things Hermes says (like the line above) can be interestingly recontextualised when you view Hermes as an antagonistic force, rather than a guide/mentor. I thought it'd be interesting to see Elias as someone who helps Tim/Orpheus because he knows that it'll end in tragedy every time, and finds enjoyment in the helplessness that the audience faces knowing how it ends and being completely unable to change it. Get Beholdinged, babey!
Maybe I'll draw some Gertrude!Hermes....? Who knows - I'm currently in the middle of doing a shit ton of work at the moment, both for school and for personal reasons. I've got Mechanisms fanart happening, some concepts for myself as a Corruption avatar (nature!), ideas for animatics (which I admittedly don't have much experience in, but I will try to do it), and some other random ideas. Only time shall tell.
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moodyseal · 1 day
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TOApril Day 21 – The Sun And The Earth
Persephone and Apollo hanging out ✨ whenever he mentioned her in the books he didn't exactly have anything positive to say about her but hey! He complained about Meg too and yet look where we are
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alyona11 · 2 days
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Spent my evening on that. Don’t do much traditional artwork because it’s pain to take the picture, the colors turn out dull in most cases and it’s kinda sad
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jaxs-beanie · 2 days
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In Hadestown news, Lauren Azania, a West End Persephone, posted her headcanons about Persephone's rings, ranging from gifts from Hermes, the Workers, and Demeter to representing Minthe, Adonis, and everything she presides over.
I LOVE the HC about the Workers giving her a gift, it's so sweet <3 On the other hand apparently Minthe/Hades got as far as having an affair...and she's bitter about Adonis D: Her Persephone needs a hug!
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a-gnosis · 19 hours
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There's some smut coming up in the next few pages, which is hard to draw and takes me a bit longer than usual. But I'm also not sure how much I can post on here, since Tumblr's rules on mature content still confuses me. First hardly anything was allowed, then it seemed like it was okay as long as you used the mature label, but now I've understood that some things might still not be allowed??
Anyway, I'll put the mature label on the next page and see what happens. Thank god that Comicfury still is uncomplicated regarding these things!
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finleyforevermore · 2 days
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Please reblog if you vote, and tell me your choice! A "why" would be appreciated but of course isn't necessary! :D
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mon-petit-coeur-noir · 12 hours
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empanadazul · 8 hours
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In the first picture Zagreus is shorter than Persephone because he is standing one step below, he is still the youngest member of the family and barely stepping into his role on the house as Prince. He is supperposed with the image of his parents gazing lovingly into each other, he is integrated with his figures but still feels like slightly distanced from them, like a teenager trying to find the way they present themselves. After seeing him the whole game with other clothes it feels weird to see him wearing that tunic and his lance is comically big.
In the second picture he is taller than his mom and almost at the same level as his father, he is being embraced by him but his head points out from Hades's shoulder, he is fully integrated into the family but is also respected and acknowledged by all the gods as the one who reunited them. He mimics the posture of both his mother and father, leaning over Melinoë (bathing in her light) and embracing her with his hand (ready to protect her). His elegant clothes fit him and resemble the style of the Palace, even without his crown you recognise him as a Prince of Hades.
He grew up so much between this games. Probably embraced his role as a protector of the underworld population. Seems comfortable wearing his father clothes, he holds himself with authority, he earned respect in his realm. He became an adult. He loved his little sister, look at how his gazed is fixed on her, his smile might be even bigger than the one on his mother.
Hades looks peaceful and calm, he is probably smiling too. Persephone is wearing a light dress, similar to the ones she wore on the surface, without obligations. She wrapped her daughter with a shawl like the ones she used to wear. They are all dressed without their "royal" outfits. Before being the underworld rulers, they are a family welcoming a baby. They loved Melinoë so much. They would have devoted their lives to her until she was old enough to stand on her own. They would have given her all of the time of the day. They were ready to do things right this time.
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Death to Cronos.
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silverfiligree3 · 2 days
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finished this little persephone the other day, continuing the theme of drawing detailed tiny pomegranates
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l3irdl3rain · 18 hours
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Thank you again to everyone who has donated towards Persephone’s fundraiser so far! I am hoping to hear back from Purdue this week. If I haven’t heard from them by Friday I’ll be contacting them just to try to keep things moving.
We have raised $1,455 out of the total $2,500. I still have a care credit card from Duncan’s neurology appointment, so any costs not covered by the gofundme will be covered with that.
**Persephone’s Medical Fund**
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Persephone: *exists*
Hades:
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msweebyness · 1 day
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MiracOlympus- An Unpleasant Encounter
This is a short that takes place back in the young gods’ teenaged years, based on a moment from the second episode of the Gods School web series. But with a much more insidious context… @artzychic27 @imsparky2002
Just as a reminder:
Marc- Persephone
Mylene- Demeter
Lucien- Zelus
Enjoy!
Down in the fields around Olympus, a duo of divine siblings were picking various different crops for the feast that would take place later that night.
Marc laughed at the silly joke Mylene had just told, before he spotted some lovely Narcissus flowers growing in a grove nearby. Thinking they would be wonderful to decorate the tables, he turned to his sister.
“Hey, Sunflower, I’m gonna go pick some of those flowers in that grove to put in the centerpiece vases!”, he told her, picking up his basket and standing to leave.
“Okay, Poppy, just stay close!”, the goddess of the harvest answered with a smile, before turning back to her work.
With that, Marc made his way toward the shady grove, and began picking flowers. Gathering narcissus, wild roses, and daisies for the centerpieces, he was unaware of a pair of sharp eyes watching him…
But when he had moved fairly deep into the grove, sufficiently out of his sister’s sight, he heard a familiar voice that made his blood go cold speak to him.
“Hello, little flower.”, and Marc went rigid, turning toward the voice in a defensive stance.
“You’re not supposed to be anywhere near Olympus, Lucien. Leave now.”, he said sharply, though he couldn’t keep the tremble out of his voice, much to his dismay.
“Oh, why the cold reception, my lovely little blossom. I came all this way just to see you, after all.”, Lucien said coolly, moving out of the shadows with a serpentine grin.
“No one wants you here, least of all me! Get out of here, and for the hundredth time, leave me alone!”, Marc demanded, his hand moving toward his pocket, ready to grab the dog whistle that Nathaniel had given him, which would summon Baark to his side in an instant.
But Lucien didn’t back down, only moving closer to Marc. He reached out and cupped his cheek, making the raven-haired god shudder with revulsion.
“Come now, you don’t want me to leave.”, he purred as he leaned in so his face was only an inch or so from Marc’s, “You can’t deny what’s between us, little flower…”
Marc stiffened and quickly shoved him away, fixing him with a dagger-sharp glare.
“There is nothing between us!”, he snapped, “I love Nathaniel, and only him! And I want NOTHING to do with you!”
Lucien scowled at the mention of the redhead, and grabbed Marc’s wrist in a tight grip, pulling him in close.
“Don’t mention that name. That twerp has no place ruling over an entire domain.”, the vile god snarled, “And you shouldn’t be wasting your time on him.”
“Don’t you dare insult him! Let me go!”, Marc hissed, trying to pull himself free from Lucien’s grip. He quickly thrust his other hand into his pocket, fingers closing around the dog whistle.
However, before Lucien could make any other moves, Marc sent a prayer of thanks to the Fates as he heard his sister’s footsteps approaching, as Mylene called out for him.
“Marc? Poppy? Where are you?”
Quickly, Lucien shapeshifted into a hawk and hid in a tree, just as Mylene pushed through the cover of leaves and emerged in the grove.
“Oh, there you are! Let’s go, I think I have everything I need!”, she said, holding up her basket of grains and the like, before she noticed her brother’s disheveled state, “Poppy…are you okay?”
Straightening up, he managed to give her a smile, “Y-yeah, Sunflower, I’m fine. The, uh, the pollen is just…really thick back here.”, he quickly said, adding a sneeze for good measure.
“Well, come on, let’s get you back to Olympus for some fresh air.”, Mylene said, as Marc retrieved his basket of flowers. And with that, the two siblings flew back toward the mountain peaks, with Marc sending a cold glare back to the hawk still in the grove.
A few moments later, the hawk transformed back into a young god, glaring up at the peaks of Olympus, where he was no longer welcome…not noticing the ground giving an angry rumble below him.
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coffeexxcigarettes · 2 days
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Paperwhite Narcissus
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You string together white flowers,
Sharing with me facts about
How I was created.
That the earth cracked open,
To allow beauty to surge forth.
That fire collapsed and gave way
To a luscious forest.
That I was not simply created on whim,
But for intentional worship.
You place the flowers in a crown
Over my messy dyed curls,
And beam with a light unfamiliar to me.
"I told you so!" You say,
But your voice holds no spite.
No lingering resentment,
Only friendship and admiration.
My throat tightens in such an odd way,
And we both laugh.
Yours, musical.
Filled with knowledge I could spend years
Unraveling.
Mine, thankful.
To have met you,
And to have finally received the flowers
My birthday, Goddess, and given name
Somehow wanted me to receive.
x
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..@nosebleedclub April 20th; Birthday Flowers
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