((Alice Kirkland is also included in this blog, as I do both. I'm kind of new to the tumblr Hetalia fandom but I hope to get better ^^))
Arthur: I enjoy tea and embroidery more than anything, however there are times when I can...slip back into my old punk clothes.
Ah, fond memories. I'll answer your questions that you have for me, and if they're not overly ridiculous, I will do things such as requests or 'dares'.
So here’s some info on Ancient Greek wedding traditions which (oh my stars and garters!!) included abducting the bride. With the father’s permission, which Hades got before he took her away.
Here’s a whole book on the subject of Ancient Greek wedding custom and its conflation with funeral rites. (Which sounds a bit like Hades and Persephone to anyone who’s ever dabbled in things like explication and context)
Here’s a link to another book that talks about Persephone’s rise to power as a result of her willingly eating the pomegranate seeds.
Oh shit!!
Here’s a whole bunch of myths and hymns that talk about her Queen of the Underworld badassery!!
Holy pug tacos Batman!!
Here’s another book about the myth focusing on the seasonal religious and liminal rites. WHICH TAKE PLACE IN THE DRY SUMMER (not the fucking winter), which you know if you read a book.Way to go, OP!
All these fucking books! What could anyone possibly do with them all?!?!?!?! Do you eat books to absorb their powers instead of read them?
A better guess would be that you got into a moral panic over the name of a certain Renaissance statue and maybe after reading three pages of Edith Hamilton or the first paragraph of a Wikipedia article. And then used that to castigate and demean not only the people who actually take their limited time to create gorgeous art but also to denigrate modern day worshippers of Persephone and Hades?
Maybe next time, you stringy piece of over-boiled okra, you might want to take your own advice and pick up a book, instead of reducing the feared and respected Queen of the Underworld who held power equal to or in many interpretations GREATER than her husband into a meaningless pastiche of female disenfranchisement that you seemingly plucked from your own ass.
Arthur decided to go on a nice long walk. Just walk aimlessly, then hail a cab for the way home. He didn’t care where he ended up, and he wouldn’t stop until his legs couldn’t carry him anymore. He didn’t know what prompted this but there was just an itch under his skin that only walking seemed to help. He didn’t bother bringing his phone. Not like anyone would need him while he was gone anyway.
So he walked. His ‘friends’ joining him, since he didn’t talk to many people now-a-days, his friends were around more often than not again. Which he thoroughly enjoyed. They were calming. He laughed softly at something Tinkerbell had said, she being the only one to come with him. “It is a nice day and that’s very rude of you to say, she looks fine!” Arthur scolded the small fairy with a snicker, looking to the woman she had just been insulting before snapping himself out of it. He knew he couldn’t let people see him talking to his friends. He put in his headphones, but didn’t turn on any music. It might explain away any smile or laugh that slipped out of him. He smiled, and continued his walk, forgetting everything around him. He found a path into the woods and looked down it. Seemed innocent enough, nothing fishy. So, he figured he’d lose himself in nature.
Like he said, he had that itch that only seemed to be cured by walking, and he was awfully bored of the city.
So, he walked down the path, closing his eyes, and taking out his headphones, letting just the very innocent sounds of nature flow over him, letting himself relax.
I'm sorry I haven't been sending anything lately but between finals and making fanart for you!~ I haven't had much time to be on my computer. It won't take long, I'll be sending you're fan art soon. But for today I just want to say that I love you're cosplaying and that you are amazing when roleplaying. ~Secret Santa.
((Like, this actually really helped because I've been feeling terrible about my cosplay lately. It seems no one pays much attention to this blog and I had been working on some video segments for it and I was wondering if it was even worth posting.But, this is making my motivation for this blog boost. Thank you. So much.))
So sorry! So Sorry about not sending you any messages lately but here is a piece of fan art! That I made just for you~ I hope you like it. Someone will be sending it over Skype for you ~Secret Santa
((This is causing me to squirm in excitement, I'm such a dork--And your compliments are very nice, thank you. It has made my hope for this cosplay blog bloom.))
Sherlock breaks into Mycroft's home to steal something from him and he finds Greg Lestrade in a robe, looking at him disapprovingly. ~Day Two. December 2nd. From your super secret ask who locked the impala santa~
((Didn't keep yourself too anonymous Secret Santa~))
Sherlock breaks into Mycroft's home to steal something from him and he finds Greg Lestrade in a robe, looking at him disapprovingly. ~Day Two. December 2nd. From your super secret ask who locked the impala santa~
((That is probably my favorite thing ever from the Mystrade ship, I really can't XD))
This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and outside. Love you :)
((I now really want to know who this is, holy cow I didn't think anyone even paid attention to this blog---))