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owlpuddle · 2 years
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I actually thought Patrick Page leaving Hadestown had been announced a few days earlier, because I scrolled past a tweet that read "Shuler Hensley will be a great Hades," and just went huh, yeah, he will be. But he's doing Hercules, which is a little different!
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majestic-salad · 1 year
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Hope u didn’t think I’d forgotten about them :)
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morebedsidebooks · 9 months
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12 Autumnal Reads With Pan Rep
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As the days grow longer in the Northern hemisphere we don more layers, grab a hot drink, and say goodbye to summer. While maybe too cuddling up with a book. In similar fashion to the past for Pan Pride Day with wintry stories, and Pan Visibility Day for sunny reads, this time I’ve put together a list of examples offering pan rep set around the autumn season. Across demographics, several genres, and various lengths, the cozy to murderous, feasibly one will fit that next read. But no matter what may suit one’s tastes and whims, as always happy reading! (For content notes please see my reviews on Storygraph.)
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A Strange and Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows, boasting a gorgeous autumn leaf themed cover, is a hefty first installment in the fantasy series the The Tithenai Chronicles. An unprecedented surprise diplomatic marriage between nobles Velasin vin Aro (gay) and Caethari Xai Aeduria, (bi/pan) sparks more than attraction. Violence, murder, and a hefty dose of intrigue swirl.
The Adventures of Isabel by Candas Jane Dorsey, the first in the Epitome Apartments Mystery series with a cast of colorful characters, is an offbeat mystery. Opening in September, at its center a coarse Canadian ex-social worker turned clueless amateur detective (bisexual/ambisexual/pansexual). Convinced to investigate the murder of a friend’s granddaughter, more than a case will end up cracking.
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All the Things We Do in the Dark by Saundra Mitchell is a YA psychological thriller. Set in small-town Maine in October and told by Ava (pan), a 17-year-old with PTSD who stumbles on the body of a murdered teenage girl. Scared, haunted, and distrustful she’ll sleuth out a killer while trying to hold herself together. Author Saundra Mitchell is also pansexual. Note this is furthermore a title that has been banned in some libraries in the US.
Bride of the Corpse King by Emily Shore is a New Adult dark fantasy retelling of Hades and Persephone. Needing the winnings for her family, Isla Adayra (pansexual) enters the Bone Games. Further to escape a match with a dreadful lascivious Elder, she’ll offer herself to one more powerful the Corpse King. Allysteir accepted his duty of the gods’ Curse, but year after year the cost bearing the spirit of the God of Death weighs heavily. Allysteir doesn’t want another bride, but Isla just might be strong enough to tempt Death and even more.
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The Ghosts of Halloweenby Ceillie Simkiss takes a light Christmas Carol vibe presenting three bite-sized Halloween short stories about couple Cora (panromantic asexual) and Elena (lesbian) from the Learning Curves series, I previously mentioned in my wintry post. Expect more of what makes this romance series a treat. Author Ceillie Simkiss is also panromantic asexual.
The Home I Find with You by Skye Kilaen is a hopepunk polyam romance set in the aftermath of a second civil war in the United States. Van (pan) the lead defender for a circuit of towns in rural Colorado with his girlfriend Hadas meet Clark (gay,) after Clark shows up unexpectedly in the aptly named Freshtown. As a previous threat and winter also approach, this is a hopeful title centered on people and kindness in spite of violence that may leave the reader feeling warm inside as well. Author Skye Kilaen is also bi/pan.
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How to Find a Missing Girl by Victoria Wlosok, a fresh debut YA thriller, features an amateur teenage sleuth Iris Blackthorn (cis pansexual) with two of her friends, Sammy Valdez-Taylors (cis lesbian) and Imani Turner (non-binary lesbian). The trio forms a sapphic detective agency out to solve the disappearance of two people close to Iris as the clock ticks down during the Louisiana autumn. Author Victoria Wlosok is also pansexual.
Sweet to the Core by Amy Aislin set in a small seaside town in Maine is a romance novel between Dev (gay) who owns his own bakery and his cousin’s best friend Clark (pansexual) a wildlife biologist. Dev’s harbored a crush on Clark since childhood. Clark is usually a no-strings-attached guy. But set aside the pumpkin spice and enjoy another staple of the autumn season— apples. When the two team up entering an inaugural baking contest with a sizeable cash prize, mouthwatering baked goods aren’t the only thing that is very sweet.
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Trick or Treat by Sydney Blackburn is good if you’re in the festive mood for a sweet little, short story Halloween treat featuring Drew (genderfluid pansexual) and David (cis bisexual) meeting on All Hallows’ Eve. 
Vampirella from horror host to heroinesince 1969 has become a sensual pansexual icon enthralling comic readers across the globe. Including me with Vampi having the honour of being the first pan character I knew of. If you need some direction on what to read, SYFY has a Pull List for the Legacy of Vampirella. (Though I’d skip anything by Warren Ellis.)
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Wild and Crooked by Leah Thomas has Kalyn and Gus two teenagers that become unlikely friends despite a decades old murder that connects them. Set in small-town lush Kentucky autumn with a smell “like sticky cinnamon”, the slow burn here isn’t romance— but a mystery. There’s abundant queerness: Kalyn likes girls. Gus questions and is regarded as pansexual by many readers and critics to quote “When it comes to people, I care about personality before anything else, and gender’s another characteristic that factors into that. Maybe that does land me in one queer realm or another”. Plus, his mother has a female partner. Too note, garnering young adult award nominations, this is another title that has been listed among book challenges.
The Witches of Portland series by T. Thorn Coyle brings readers an urban fantasy with a social justice basis and dash of romance. Each installment focuses on different members of the Arrow and Crescent coven in Portland, Oregon. If you’re intimidated by the full nine-volume set don’t worry, the books also can be read as standalones. Author T. Thorn Coyle is also bi/pan/queer.
By Dusk (Book 7) set around the autumn equinox features coven member Moss (pansexual) an environmental activist working to prevent pollution of the Willamette. And new to Portland, the rich, on the surface carefree party girl Shaggy. The two previously hooked up at a festival but might have more.
By Dark (Book 8) set in the last week of October thru Dia de Los Muertos features coven member Alejandro (bisexual/pansexual) an IT consultant entering a midlife crisis and his likewise polyamorous partner Shekinah (queer) a graphic designer and Kundalini yoga devotee. But when a friend of Shekinah’s starts having terrifying visions that also besiege Alejandro, it’s an interfaith all-hands-on-deck to uncover dark secrets and affect something terrible afoot in Portland.
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hot-footed-heir · 5 months
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~-~-~-~-~-~-~ {Introduction} ~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Hello. I am Zagreus, son of Hades and Persephone, and prince and heir of the Underworld. Spare me the formalities. I like long walks through the halls of Tartarus, getting my hands dirty, and proving Father wrong every chance that I get. If me getting dropped into this world is some kind of test, I'll have a few words for whoever put me here. My title may be intimidating, but I never really cared for it myself.
Perhaps this is a good chance to start on my own, like I wished to do so long ago. So many deaths ago.
I've been recommended to try the Pokemon gym circuit here, so in the absence of anything better to do, I figure that's as a good way to occupy myself as any.
<Zzt! Hey, I'm Narrator, the Rotom that found him. Not gonna chat much, let this guy do the talking. He's a real smooth talker, zzt.>
<Zzt! Pelipper Mail and Lightweight Magic Anons are enabled, zzt!>
🦴 'Ey, Skelly's da name. I'm here too. Nuttin' much to say.
Current Pokemon: - Ember the Combusken (She/Her) - Fate the Kirlia (She/Her) - Halva the Nuzleaf (He/Him) - Stygius the Honedge (He/It, Shiny) - Nemea the Luxio (She/Her) - Aphrodite the Feebas (She/Her)
Current Weapons: - "Paradidomi", Dagger of Treason - > Aspect of Zagreus
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//Hello! This is a Pokemon IRL blog for Zagreus from the game Hades. Post-story, so expect spoilers! Also, content warnings for general mentions of violence, blood, and death. And keep it PG-13 here in asks, alright?
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hobeemin · 2 years
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🌸genre: smut, pwp, angst, romance, fantasy, established relationship, greek god au
🌸pairing: hades!min yoongi x oc (persephone)
🌸rating: 18+
🌸warning(s): swearing, jealousy, public sex, exhibitionism, secrecy, doggy style, reverse cowgirl, praise kink, body worship, multiple orgasms, overstimulation/edging, cunnilingus, dirty talk
🌸word count: 1.3k
🌸credits: a few thank yous are in order, to @meirkive mei i love the banners you made! it was so hard to choose 💜💜💙💙 also to @rkivian kiri thank you for beta reading this on such short notice 💜💜💙💙
🌸a/n: this drabble is a prequel to Jamais Vu It will give an insight to the beginnings of their complicated relationship. hope you enjoy 
Lovers Through the Ages
⁂ Hosted by: Professor Naia through @bangtansorciere
⤐  AU Type: a legendary love
⤐  Theme(s): soulmates, star-crossed lovers/forbidden love
⤐  Kinks: public sex, exhibitionism, secrecy, doggy style, reverse cowgirl, praise kink, body worship, multiple orgasms, overstimulation/edging, cunnilingus, dirty talk
“I didn’t think you’d come.”
The deep baritone voice behind her had washed over her. She smiled to herself as she turned around to see him standing there. A smile had spread across her face as he stepped forward wrapping his arms around her. His lips pressed against hers in a breathtaking kiss. It would’ve knocked her off her feet if he hadn’t been holding onto her. She left out a soft purr as his lips ghosted her neck. Her fingers gripped the leather jacket he wore.
It seemed like her brain short circuited when it came to him.
“I-"
He pulled away with a smirk as his dark eyes drank in her form. “Yes, Kitten?”
Her cheeks glowed under his gaze as the flowers adorning her hair began to bloom rapidly. A trait he always loved about her.
“I tried to leave early but you know how she is,” she explained.
He nodded in understanding as his fingers massaged her side with care. “I do. You didn’t have any trouble getting down here did you?”
She shook her head, making her curls bounce. “The forest nymphs are covering for me.”
He frowned slightly at the news. “I don’t want you to get in trouble Persephone-"
She placed her hand on his cheek with an endearing smile. “Yoongi, I love you. I’d find a way back to you.”
His heart swelled at her words. As God of the Underworld, there shouldn’t have been any emotions, but when it came to her, his Goddess of Spring, he’d lay down his life for her. She was the best thing that ever happened to him, and that was saying a lot. After eons of loneliness she practically fell into his lap-literally.
Since that moment, she haunted his thoughts. Much to his surprise, the feeling was mutual. It took some planning, but these secret rendezvous became more frequent. Even though the consequences would be dire if they were ever found out, they decided it was worth it.
“Do you have any idea how much I want you? I was ready to send Apollo to Tartarus for looking in your direction,” he muttered before nipping her earlobe.
“I don’t pay him any attention,” she whispered.
“If he would have touched you, I would have killed him,” he growled.
Persephone looked up at him in amusement. “That jealousy is your Acheille’s heel.”
Yoongi sighed as he nuzzled against her. “You know how he is, but I’ll try to not be jealous.”
“Good. Cause I only have eyes for you, Yoongi,” she said before kissing his cheek.
His cheeks reddened from her confession. It took a lot to get him flustered, but she always found a way. Feeling nervous all of a sudden, Yoongi glanced at her, unsure of what to say.
“Persephone, I need to ask you something.”
The change in his voice made her worried. Was he second guessing their relationship? Was it too much to handle? Would he rather be alone? So many thoughts ran through her mind, she didn’t notice Yoongi dropping to one knee clearing his throat.
She looked down as the realization crossed her face. “Oh my Zeus…Yoongi?!”
He smiled up at her, taking a small box out of his pocket. “I thought I’d be alone forever… I accepted that fate for so long until you came into my life. You wonderful, beautiful being whose heart is so full. You made a place for me and let me love you. I want to spend the rest of my life devoting myself to you. Will you marry me?”
Persephone was stunned. Did she hear him correctly? Yoongi asked her to marry him.
Her eyes misted over as she tried to not get choked up as he slipped an obsidian ring set with amethyst gems. As soon as he stood, Persephone jumped into his arms pressing her lips to his. Yoongi gripped the back of her legs, picking her up and pushed her against the rail.
The party went on below as he kept her on the balcony.
He pulled away, running his tongue against her ear.
“Gonna make love to you right, now my Goddess of Spring. I don’t care who sees us.”
“Y-Yes. Please,” she begged.
The rustling of clothing was muffled by the music below. Yoongi dropped to his knees looking up at her pussy as he pushed her skirt up and pulled her panties to the side. Groaning, he spread her legs stroking her outer lips. She jumped at his touch, biting down on her lower lip.
“Your pussy smells delicious. May I have a taste?”
“Yes, my Hades,” she moaned softly.
Yoongi buried his tongue past her folds, moaning as he tasted her. Such sweet notes. Persephone tried to stay quiet, but he felt too good. Her knuckles tightened on the balcony railing as she threw her head back in pleasure.
Her fingers dragged through his dark hair. He let it grow longer than before. The ends touched the back of his neck. Just enough for her to grip onto. He was relentless. His tongue swirled around her clit, loving the sounds she made. Her sounds grew louder as his fingers added to the pleasure, pumping two while he continued his feast.
Persephone clenched around his fingers and he knew she was close. He stopped his movements, pulling away. She whined out as he stood up kissing her as she tasted her essence on his lips.
Yoongi grunted, feeling himself tighten in his pants.
"I need you now, Kitten."
She nodded as he turned her so she faced the balcony. Suckling on her neck until marks bloomed, he leaned in close to her.
"I want everyone to know we're together. I don't care who sees us.”
Without a pause, Yoongi slipped past her folds. They groaned out in unison. He let her adjust before snapping his hips. She jerked forward, grabbing onto the railing as she tried to keep her sounds muffled. Yoongi sucked in his teeth, taking a handful of her hair and tugging it with a sharp snap.
"Let them hear you."
"H-Hades!!!"
His eyelids fluttered shut from her voice. "Fuck yes Persephone. Say my name."
He slid his hand up her shirt tugging at her bra releasing her breast from their confines. He squeezed, pinched and pulled on her pert nipples as the sound of skin connecting filled the air along with their sounds. If anyone at the party could hear them, they didn't let it on. It was better to not feel the wrath of the God of the Underworld.
His fingers dug into her hip as his movements quickened. Persephone could only cry out as her eyes rolled back. This was a new side to him. Normally he'd be gentle with her but this was a welcome change. Yoongi being rough was becoming a turn on for her.
As if she couldn't have become deeper in love with him, her body readied for her orgasm. She'd been building it since he ate her out. The electric current ran through as her sounds went an octave higher.
"I-I'm gonna…. fuck Yoongi please-"
He smiled wide, kissing her shoulder, and pinched her nipples once more.
"Cum for me Goddess."
Persephone threw her head back as the flowers in her hair burst open as pollen sprinkled down. Yoongi gasped as he followed suit, holding onto her as his forehead pressed against her back.
It seemed to last for some time until both collapsed against the railing.
Breathing hard, Yoongi smiled at her, kissing her cheek and neck before sliding out. He helped her clean up and redress before leading them back to the party.
He couldn't keep his hands off her as she couldn't help but giggle.
The moment was short-lived as a shrill voice screamed over the music.
"PERSEPHONE!!"
She froze in her tracks, gripping Yoongi’s arm.
"Oh no."
"What baby?"
The color drained from her face.
"My mother's here."
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gayometer · 2 years
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(ʘᴗʘ) dimensional Hades sees Lost Reader and goes “Oh...oh no”
Because he's accidentally developed a crush on them.
Would also be fun for the (ʘᴗʘ) dimensional counterparts to learn that hades and Lost got together because they fought together with him during the war when they got lost and ended up in the underworld.
"No matter the dimension, I'll always fall in love you"
^ lost Hades do be regretting those words rn
Romantic✨
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So while everyone was rooming with their dimensional counterparts, (ʘᴗʘ) and Lost going ape shit, both Hades were put to work (before the miracle of Odin came).
(ʘᴗʘ) Hades was the one with Lost the most. While lost Hades was the one keeping up with the work in Helheim.
And one day (ʘᴗʘ) Hades looked at Lost and the butterflies happened.
"Oh no...." - (ʘᴗʘ) Hades
(ʘᴗʘ) Hades is having a crisis while Lost Hades is snuggling Lost! Y/N.
(ʘᴗʘ) Hades suggested to switch "I can do my work, this is my dimension after all"
Liar-
Anyways Lost Hades agreed and now you have a overgrown and overly affectionate husband to take care of, you still get lost 78 times in 4 hours though.
After the saints known as Odin came along both Hades were in Helheim wondering what to do.
The simp Hades (aka Lost Hades) started ranting about how you getting lost all the time is part of your charm (ʘᴗʘ) Hades started agreeing.
Now both have a shrine dedicated to the cucaracha.
On the other hand everyone in the (ʘᴗʘ) dimension is having a short circuit cause.
"Them? A good fighter?" - (ʘᴗʘ) Hermes
"Yes, at the cost of having absolutely no sense of direction" - the simp
"Sounds familiar" - (ʘᴗʘ) Jack the Ripper
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noodle-artist · 3 months
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Ooo a tag game!!! Thanks @ikari-cat 💙💚 (ive had this in my drafts since the day you tagged me haha 😂)
1) Are you named after anyone?
My first name, Emily, is from my mother’s great aunt. Who I actually know nothing about haha 😂 apparently my dad thought it was a sissy name 💀
2) When was the last time you cried?
Two nights ago. I was listening to “Sacrifice” by the kiner siblings. It’s from the second season of the bad batch and yeah… there was a death. The song really embodies the helplessness someone feels when watching someone else die. That “yeah there’s nothing anyone could have done to stop this from happening and now all I can do is watch”.
3) Do you have kids?
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Proud mother of a 1 year old
4) What sports do you play/have you played?
Played soccer for one summer and then volleyball for a few years. It wasn’t anywhere close to real volleyball but I cherish the friends I made along the way and all 6 participation medals 🏅😂
5) Sarcasm? Rarely
6) What is the first thing you notice about people?
Their looks: what they’re wearing, their hairstyle, just the overall vibe. I’m kind of going through a wardrobe change so I’m looking for outfit inspirations. I also love how we live in a world with such diverse people, it’s crazy how we all can look so different from one another.
7) What’s your eye color?
Hazel 🤎💚💙
8) Scary movies or happy endings?
Damn. This is hard… but i prefer happy endings ✨ (shoutout to Alien/s and Poltergeist ❤️ I love you but I’m picking that dreamworks happy ending any day)
9) Any talents? I. Make. Art. 👁️ 👁️ Also I think I’m pretty good at math and problem solving.
10) Where were you born?
Siri, play “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd. I love my southern roots and there are so many amazing places to explore here (but god do I hate the politics 😫)
11) What are your hobbies?
I make art, play video games (fav is hades), I like playing logic puzzles, I also like to read but I haven’t been able to do that recently ( with ADHD it’s hard to get into any book) I also recently got into watching horror game play throughs.
12) Do you have any pets?
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My son. Dimitri
13) How tall are you?
5’3
14) Fav subject in school?
Haha going to be oddly specific here but it’s the truth: intro to circuits and digital electronics 😂 (I can prob throw in coding too but I really really love solving circuits. Doesn’t mean I like building them tho 💀 that’s why I code now.)
15) Dream job?
Would love to be a concept artist or have an art related job. May even go back to school and get a graphic design degree.
I’m probably just going to end the tagging here haha 😂 I want to tag my dimileth moots but I’m afraid I’ll tag someone that was already tagged
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abwatt · 9 months
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Solo "Greater Mysteries"
In a mix of my own research and personal inspiration, I've decided that the 10-ish days before the autumn equinox are probably the time of year when the Greater Mysteries of Eleusis were celebrated. I know that this is problematic in some ways, and after a long period of reflection and discernment, I've decided that it doesn't matter that much. There's something that eventually has to be done, and so I do it, as I've done for several years now.
So, on a day that seems suitable, I fast for a while, and stop in at the local graveyard with a little plastic baggie in my pocket. I visit with some of the graves, and I leave an offering of coins. When it feels like the right time, I go to the wild edge of the graveyard, where there's no houses or habitations for at least a half-mile, and I take out my baggie, which contains two pork sausages — and I lay them on top of the wall. "For Demeter," I say to one, and "For Persephone" to the other. I go home without looking back.
Back at home, I consecrate a portion of milk and a portion of corn meal to Hestia, and pour them out in the center of a circle. The full bag of corn meal goes out on the lawn in a large circle, subdivided into the "flower of life" by lines of corn meal. I give thanks to Hestia, Demeter, Persephone, Hades — for the ancestors who brought me into the world, for the wealth and health of the previous year, and for the gift of my home and its shelter; I also ask for the health and safety of my family and my community, and request opportunity and prosperity for me and for my neighbors.
Afterwards I wash in the shower, and air-dry before our fireplace. It's a bit warm for a fire, but it's a small one. Incense burners are going, with chthonic scents, and I walk between them, bathing in the smoke.
As darkness approaches, I sit outside in a chair facing the woods with the hood of my hoodie drawn about my face for a while, somewhere between a half-hour and an hour. When darkness truly falls later, and I can no longer feel or see the sunlight through the hood drawn around my eyes, I lower the hood. I find that I'm in a magical headspace, and the magic of the woods is truly open. The trees look back at me through kindly eyes. I hear bird song, and I understand some of what they sing.
I make a circuit of my home and its yard, and find that already the creatures of the woodlands have found my gift of cornmeal; my corn circle is already vanishing as the world eats its fill.
I recite Orphic Hymns, and go inside to the basement where the lights are off. There's a beer waiting for me, one it took me a while to find with more barley than hops. I take certain objects from their private box, and sit in contemplation of them in the dark. When I'm done, they go into the box. Eventually, when I'm done weaving this basket, they'll go into the basket.
Eventually, it feels like whatever needed to be done, is done. I light candles. I go upstairs, make a meal with pork and grain in it by that candlelight. And I can say, in perfect truth, I have visited the graves of the dead. I have made the sacrifice of meat, grain, and milk to Demeter and her daughter. I have washed. I have purified myself. I have walked in silence, and seen secret things in darkness. I have drunk the drink. I have taken from the chest and worked what I have found, and returned it to its private place. I have feasted.
There's no doubt in my mind — this isn't the Greater Mysteries of Eleusis. But there's something comforting and strangely wild about doing some variation of this, year after year at this time. Somehow, being aware of and responsive to that ancient formula, even though it's not 'mine' to lead, and it doesn't have anywhere near the same effect today that it's purported to have on its ancient practitioners, I've done what I needed to do.
Have I joined the Mystae? It's hard to say. But there's something to the working that has appealed to me greatly, and I'm glad I keep going there.
Should you go there? It's not my place to say.
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konigscrusade · 7 months
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Midnight Ocean Chapter 89 Notes
Please note that I've tried to provide content warnings for specific mentions or discussions of myths or topics that would generally be considered upsetting. But, in case, I'm going to reiterate some warnings here, because while I didn't expand on some of the topics in the actual chapter, I do so more in these notes.
Content Warnings: Ancient Greek mythology-typical bestiality, cannibalism, incest, abduction, sexual assault
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“How much of eros consists only of this—this dancing around and around? How much of myth?” is a reference to Eros the Bittersweet by Anne Carson. To explain the whole thing, I would have to spend an hour, but a quote from the text is this: “For in this dance the people do not move. Desire moves. Eros is a verb.”
This is said in reference to a poem by Sappho:
He seems to me equal to gods that man who opposite you sits and listens close to your sweet speaking and lovely laughing—oh it puts the heart in my chest on wings for when I look at you, a moment, then no speaking is left in me no: tongue breaks, and thin fire is racing under skin and in eyes no sight and drumming fills ears and cold sweat holds me and shaking grips me all, greener than grass I am and dead—or almost I seem to me.
Part of Carson's examination of this poem is this:
We see clearly what shape desire has there: a three-point circuit is visible within Sappho’s mind. The man who listens closely is no sentimental cliché or rhetorical device. He is a cognitive and intentional necessity. Sappho perceives desire by identifying it as a three-part structure. We may, in the traditional terminology of erotic theorizing, refer to this structure as a love triangle and we may be tempted, with post-Romantic asperity, to dismiss it as a ruse. But the ruse of the triangle is not a trivial mental maneuver. We see in it the radical constitution of desire. For, where eros is lack, its activation calls for three structural components—lover, beloved and that which comes between them. They are three points of transformation on a circuit of possible relationship, electrified by desire so that they touch not touching. Conjoined they are held apart. The third component plays a paradoxical role for it both connects and separates, marking that two are not one, irradiating the absence whose presence is demanded by eros. When the circuit-points connect, perception leaps. And something becomes visible, on the triangular path where volts are moving, that would not be visible without the three-part structure. The difference between what is and what could be is visible. The ideal is projected on a screen of the actual, in a kind of stereoscopy. The man sits like a god, the poet almost dies: two poles of response within the same desiring mind. Triangulation makes both present at once by a shift of distance, replacing erotic action with a ruse of heart and language. For in this dance the people do not move. Desire moves. Eros is a verb.
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I believe Hades Game shows us that shades have some level of control over their appearance, depending on their circumstances. For example, many of the shades we see have set appearances, in a sense. The mobs have appearances defined by the state of their soul/minds. Soul Catchers are a good example. You have a bunch of souls “congealed” together, and they come to share an appearance (bright pink butterflies).
Another example would be Achilles and Patroclus. They seem to be frozen in the appearance they bore when they died. This is shown by Patroclus still wearing Achilles’ armor, which he died in. This can also be seen in how they are almost see-through until they’re reunited, and then they are given more weight.
This, however, is countered by Theseus and Asterius. Asterius absolutely couldn’t have been wearing matching outfits with Theseus when he died. This is clearly something he’s gained since death, not something he died in. I also really doubt he looked as healthy as he does in death.
I believe that this shows shades can and do have control over their appearances, at least when they’re in their right minds/the soul is in good shape (perhaps it’s also a specific right reserved for shades in Elysium). It may not be as flexible as the gods, who can appear however they like as Aphrodite and Demeter state in a conversation together (thank you @CrowLady0_0 for finding this for me), but there’s some level of influence.
I can’t find it now, but I do believe it’s also true there were ancients who had different opinions about what a shade would look like, as Zag describes.
Now, as this relates to Medea: It’s unclear how old Medea was when she married Jason. It’s a question that has and will continue to haunt me. Medea must have been reasonably old when she passed away, but how old, and how her divine heritage might influence the length of her life and/or how old she actually appeared.
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In the game, Achilles writes of Elysium: “Greatness is evaluated here, by several judges entrusted to consider the many cases the Master himself cannot see to personally.” I’m not sure if there’s other clarification about this, but I read it as a reference to the judges from mythology, who Medea mentions.
The judges were granted their station due to proving themselves honorable rulers in life, though like most things in Greek mythology, this can be sort of confusing and mixed up, mostly due to the question if Minos is one person or if there are multiple people named Minos lol. Minos is sometimes depicted as a really shitty dude and other times as a great king (though I’m not sure if this could just be explained by the usual extreme variations in Greek mythology).
Zag mentions Minos offending Poseidon. To properly explain this one… I will need to provide some warnings. The light version is this: Minos, King of Crete, asked Poseidon to send him a sign to help prove his right to be king or something along those lines. Poseidon sent a giant bull out of the sea. Minos first said he would sacrifice this bull to Poseidon, but then went back on his word, wanting to keep the bull for himself. This inspired Poseidon’s wrath.
(CW: ancient Greek mythology-typical bestiality) Minos was married to Pasiphaë (Medea’s aunt, sister of Aeëtes and Circe), so Poseidon cursed Pasiphaë to be… obsessed with the bull, let’s say. This led to the birth of the Minotaur, Asterius (so he’s technically Medea’s cousin, isn’t that fun?). (end of bestiality stuff)
(CW: cannibalism…) Anyway, Minos ordered Daedalus, the great inventor, to make a labyrinth to put Asterius in. Minos had this big conflict with Athens, the details of which don’t really matter at the moment, so he ordered Athens to send seven young men and seven young women to Crete to be sent into the labyrinth and, well, fed to Asterius. Thus Zagreus saying Asterius was a cannibal. Anyway, all of this ended when Theseus, Prince of Athens, offered to go into the labyrinth and succeeded in killing Asterius. (end of cannibalism stuff)
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When Medea says “Even the gods’ kingdoms fall—the Progenitors’ to the Titans’, the Titans’ to the Olympians’” she’s referring to the generations of deities. “The Progenitors” here refers to the primordial gods who came and ruled first (ie. Uranus, Gaia, etc.). They birthed the Titans, who then overthrew them. Specifically, Uranus was overthrown by Cronus. The Titans then gave birth to the Olympians, and the Olympians overthrew them (Zeus overthrew Cronus).
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Zag mentions shades drinking from the Lethe to be reincarnated, and to be clear, I think that may come from Virgil (in other words, this may be a Roman idea and not a Greek one, but I’m not sure). Medea is referencing the shades you fight in Elysium when she talks about those who drink from the Lethe and assist in defense.
From the Wiki:
The shades of the dead were required to drink the waters of the Lethe in order to forget their earthly life. In the Aeneid (VI.703-751), Virgil writes that it is only when the dead have had their memories erased by the Lethe that they may be reincarnated.
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Circe was known for her powers of transformation. Medea is specifically referring to her transforming Odysseus’ men into pigs when they reached Circe’s island. Zagreus mentions her turning Scylla into, well, Scylla.
From an earlier chapter: Scylla was a beautiful nymph. The god Glaucus was in love with her, and Circe was in love with Glaucus. Jealous, Circe poured a potion into Scylla’s bath and she was transformed into a monster which is probably much more familiar to most people. This monstrous form of Scylla is the most famous one.
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Idyia, the Seeing: Taking this straight from the wiki. “Her name means ‘the fair-faced’ or ‘the knowing one’ derived from the Greek word εἴδω (eídō) meaning ‘to see’ or ‘to know’.”
Perse, the Destroyer: Again, from the wiki. Her “name has been linked to … πέρθω (pérthō), ‘destroy’ or ‘slay’ or ‘plunder’.”
In relation to Idyia, Medea is saying, of course, that her name is directly related to this concept of “Sight.” With Perse, she’s saying that the “destruction” was wrought by her power.
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A part of Helios’ power/mythology is that him, being the sun, can watch what’s happening below and thus knows a bunch of shit. He has the epithet Helios Panoptes, meaning "the all-seeing Sun".
(CW: the myth of Persephone’s abduction/sexual assault) This actually means he was the only one who witnessed Persephone’s abduction by Hades, while Hecate was the only one to hear her scream. And while Hecate helped Demeter, she didn’t fully know what happened, so Helios was the one to finally tell Demeter who took Persephone and where.
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Flowers Medea mentions
Green-winged orchid: A flower found throughout Eurasia.
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Snowdrop: A flower that’s thought to possibly be “moly.” (From a past chapter: Moly is an herb of note in Greek mythos. It’s described as growing from the ground where a giant’s blood/divine blood has fallen. Hermes gives it to Odysseus to protect him from Circe’s magic when he goes to her island.)
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Golden pea: A pretty flower that can be a super, super mild poison.
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Iris (grossheimii): A particular type of iris from the Caucasus mountains. Irises can also be mildly toxic.
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Crocus: This flower, of course, is important in Greek mythology. Crocus was the name of a young man who was Hermes’ lover. During a game of discus, Hermes accidentally struck him in the head, mortally wounding him. Overcome with grief, he turned Crocus into a flower.
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Fritillaria: Strange flowers that are known for smelling weird, if not gross, and for being used in traditional medicine. A lot of them are also extremely toxic, or at least parts of them, such as their bulbs, are.
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Milkwort: A pretty little flower the ancient Greeks thought… increased milk production in cattle? Who knows.
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Poppy: A flower with all sorts of medicinal uses, as most probably know. Their seeds contain codeine and morphine. Their association with Hypnos is due to their sedative effects.
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Honeysuckle azalea: From wikipedia, “The nectar is toxic, containing the neurotoxin grayanotoxin; records of poisoning of people eating the honey date to the 4th century BC in Classical Greece.”
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Small-fruited cherry bushes: A flowering plant that can be used both as a medicine and as a poison. It can also be used to make a gray-green dye.
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Wayfaring tree: Not seriously toxic, but just a little.
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Valerian: An herb with various medicinal uses.
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Whortleberry: Medea is referring specifically to Caucasian whortleberry. Big berry plant.
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Some more older artwork, this is my old dnd character Rook. He was a warlock, now he’s just deceased. I haven’t finished anymore artwork of my more recent dnd characters sadly.
Honestly though I think vultures are adorable and I was really happy with how this drawing turned out though if I was to redo it I’d change the feet because they could look better.
Also why is it so hard to come up with backstories for dnd characters sometimes. Because I write I can make in-depth characters with interesting backstories, but for whatever reason when it comes to dnd my brain short circuits. I mean I’m gonna be dming soon so maybe that will help me with it a bit because I already have some interesting NPCs with some interesting backstories with what I hope are some neat twists.
To this day my best character backstory for dnd was in a Greek myth inspired campaign where I played as a reborn rogue. The character was a gnome and he ran scams and conned people, but he did that while also maintaining a stable family and professional life he was very good at it until he was murdered and his family buried him. He escaped from the underworld with a cursed ring he stole from hades and not knowing what else to do and not being able to face his family he turned to the only thing he could think of to make money at the time, eventually he bought a mule and a cart and started taking his scan elsewhere. Sadly we did not get to see his redemption arc because that campaign was cut short.
P.S I’m starting up school again. I’m doing a video game animation course, it takes up a lot of time. I’m excited for it, but I know it will prevent me from finishing some of my unfinished drawings.
Here is the actual time lapse of this guy as well :)
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summerdownturn · 1 year
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2, 4, 18, 24 for the video game asks
2. Game(s) you’re currently playing
Normally I stick to one game to play for a while, but lately I've been picking up a handful! Steam: Hades, Stacklands, and the Outlanders Demo. Xbox/Game Pass: Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion, Moonlighter, Ooblets, and Overwatch 2.
4. Do you like to get 100% achievements/trophies?
As a perfectionist, yes lol. I usually don't care about Steam achievements, but Xbox achievements I will try to complete. Currently, I have 1 more achievement for Turnip Boy, 2 more for Ooblets, and I also still think I have a handful for Astroneer I haven't gotten yet. For larger games, I don't care as much, I just try to get as many as I can.
18. A game location you really like
I really enjoy a lot of the Overwatch maps, since that's the only game I'm playing right now that's more "realistic". I actually really like the new maps New Queens Street, Circuit Royal, Paraiso, and Midtown, but Ilios and Havana are so beautiful as well! I'm also really enjoying the changes in weather and time of day for some of the maps, I can't wait for more of those variations!
24. A game with a cool art style
I'm really enjoying some pixel graphics games at the moment, and Moonlighter is probably at the top of that list. And Hades is just a whole vibe that I love.
Thank you so much for the ask Anon! 💚
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toadeyes-miqote · 1 year
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One does not look a gift chocobo in the beak
"Umm. thanks Little Bird for flying me home. Would you like me to wait for the Mother Crystal and Hades for completion sake?"
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Conditions for return met by 6.3 whether through MSQ or Trial by random Roulette pops for main or both Cats
The Crystal Tower is still standing in The Source Coils have been uncoiled Elidibus's need to be helpful kept randomly popping Seat of Sacrifice Endsinger was really keen to sing for the both of them Zoidark popped by
Yes I can switch him over to be my's WoL's retainer now. Need to find a nice glam for him to stick to. It be a nice bonus if Hades or Hydealyn does pop by a random trial. But Hydealyn never pop in Roulette (taken as she no longer around). While Hades refuses to directly celebrate her aceptance of her new life, his was taken as a very indirect route.
Unlike certain NPCs, he isn't dead. Just caught up in some weird magical short circuit of so many clashing spells from the Battle of Carteneau.  .
He isn't the WoL but some random adventurer. She has but one motivation and I'm gonna chuck it down as having enough dynamis and various folks' wishes of happiness for her.
"Would you not wish for your hero to have her happy ending?"
May or may not write the semi-spectacular spell that brought him back. Various stuff looks good in my head or partially on paper. Unsure how much I would end up typing.
Don't ask me if they are gonna have kittens any time soon. I didn't plan that far. Jyak'a more likely to be stationed with her squadron or on expedition with his fellow retainer.
Whether or not this will have consequences would depend on what the game throw me. I will be very upset if he gets sacrificed in the name of the greater good.
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Extra note after doing Pandamonium and Void quest and pre 6.4 notes -
One does not look a gift chocobo in the beak. Take the shortcut and go back to her.
There is the fear that at the end of 6.X MSQ, the Crystal Tower might not be on the Source anymore,
Golbez is making me nervous, Pandamonium too on the off chance that Themis or Erich becomes time displaced.
The off chance that the Crystal Tower will seal another bad guy and lose all help from Elidibus who is rather benevolent at the moment.
As of doing 6.5 This keeps getting more and more ominous I'm glad I let him return when he did.
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Schumacher: New cars make 2022 not a real second year for me | 2022 Azerbaijan Grand Prix
Mick Schumacher does not consider his 2022 Formula 1 campaign as a “real second year” because the new generation of cars are so different to what he drove before. He hade his debut last year but scored no points after the team abandoned development of their 2021 car to prioritise their all-new design for this season. However, Schumacher remains yet to score the first point of his career after the first seven races. He suffered a heavy crashes in qualifying for the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, tangled with Sebastian Vettel in Miami and crashed by himself again in Monaco last time out. Schumacher lost control of his VF-22 at the Swimming Pool section on dry tyres on a still-damp circuit, crashing into the barriers and splitting his car in two. He said it happened despite the fact he was ‘taking it easy’ at the time. “The whole track was quite damp at parts and some others were quite dry,” Schumacher explained. “We came a bit wide in turn 12, which cooled down the right-hand side, and then when going through chicane I actually took it easy for the conditions that there were and I just misplaced it a bit. “I was just 10 centimetres on the wet patch, which then triggers a double wheelspin in that case because we have so much power, and that kind just threw the car into the half-spin. I tried to correct it and it goes off the other way. “It was really odd because also the accident itself wasn’t in any way hard. To have it split in two again is quite unfortunate because obviously it’s a lot of damage in that case.” Advert | Become a RaceFans supporter and go ad-free Haas team principal Guenther Steiner said he would need to have a “serious conversation” with his driver if Schumacher continued to sustain heavy accidents beaus they are running short on spare parts. Asked by RaceFans if he would need to take the limitations of the team’s budget into account with his driving over the rest of the season, Schumacher said “yes, definitely.” Report: “Serious conversation” needed if Schumacher’s crashes continue – Steiner “It does play a role in some ways,” he explained. “It’s just a matter of being a bit conservative with some of our parts, because you do end up running low on some stuff and. So we do look after our parts.” This weekend’s Azerbaijan Grand Prix in Baku will be the second consecutive race held on a street circuit. Schumacher doesn’t feel a need to rebuild his confidence after his latest crash. “I mean, we go to a completely different track. And also if, let’s say, I would have gone back to Monaco now, it wouldn’t have been a problem. As racing drivers, we go through that from a young age and already in go-karting you go through these things and you just get back into it and set off where you stopped.” Schumacher says that due to the dramatically different technical regulations for 2022, he feels he is having to learn more in his second season than an F1 driver would typically have to. “There’s obviously the evaluation of risk and reward and we try to obviously be in the points and therefore we have to go into some sort of risk,” he said. “But it’s definitely something where I’ve just got to learn a bit more and understand a bit more. “For me, I probably don’t consider it as a real second year, just because you start learning so much new stuff and the car is so different compared to last year as well. So it’s just a matter of building up that what I’ve learnt from last year and taking that into this year, but then just putting it into play for these circumstances.” Advert | Become a RaceFans supporter and go ad-free 2022 Azerbaijan Grand Prix Browse all 2022 Azerbaijan Grand Prix articles via RaceFans - Independent Motorsport Coverage https://www.racefans.net
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waveridden · 3 years
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MEMORIAM: The Art and Letters of Pavithra Judey
Curated by the Museum of Contemporary Hadean Art
Presented by Emilia Spirit
In memory of Pavithra Judey, who should be remembered not for what she did, but for the love with which she did it.
[6k about the life and death of Pavithra Judey, as told through an exhibition of her work.]
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queen-eevee · 3 years
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tigers captain of your choice + 44
44 — Handle
(Willians Swain + Dagmar Ocean are both from the Hades Tigers' Short Circuits Gamma 2 Team. In this, Dagmar is the Captain and has always been a pirate, but once lived a more violent life of greed and corruption before she pulled herself out of that cycle and began trying to earn redemption for herself. Willians is her first mate and his lore is courtesy of @leonstamatis. He drowned at sea several years ago but was fished out and brought back to life by Dagmar + her crew and now feel "all indebted about it.")
(Willians uses he/they pronouns and Dagmar uses she/her)
It’s a miracle the Theseus is in good enough shape to hold one body, let alone two, Willians thinks as they make themself comfortable in the crow’s nest. They still remember the crash in all its gory details: the storm in the Atlantic that had blown them off course; the blinding pelts of rain and whipping wind; the sudden realization that the sky had turned a bright crimson, the color of blood, sometime between when they went in and out of consciousness; until Dagmar called out that she had regained control and could attempt to steer the boat straight. She swore over and over that she had it handled.
And she did. Until, at the same time Willians noticed their “ocean” suddenly had visible shorelines on both sides, their ship slammed itself into solid ground with a sickening crunch and an explosion of wooden splinters.
Then the crew started yelling for help.
Once the wreckage had been dislodged from the bank of the “Styx” (the name they were given by a very amused man who introduced himself as “Hades,” which had then been confirmed by a very concerned Doom), what was left of the vessel was anchored in a harbor less than a mile from The Amphitheater, where it currently bobs and dips in the inky waves. It would be a kindness to call what the ship is doing “floating,” as half of the ship remains submerged beneath the water. Though she’s stubborn enough to still support Willians’ weight.
Dagmar’s too, as he had discovered when she went missing after the Mills game and Amelia pointed a knowing finger towards the docks.
She hasn’t said anything since Willians boarded the ship—“boarded” being a nice way to say, “swung one leg over the hull and prayed he didn’t tip into the water.” He found her in the crow’s nest, now only elevated about 15 feet from the ground, arms crossed and eyes unfocused, staring into the fog across the river.
“Penny for your thoughts, Cap?”
Willians’ easy drawl cuts through the silence, half-smile pulling at the corner of his lips. Dagmar pushes at his arm half-heartedly as her mouth curls in amusement, but her eyes don’t stray from their vigilance on the horizon. She doesn’t answer, which he had expected. Willians didn’t come here without their own suspicions.
“Knew we shoulda taken the phone away from you after the game.”
That gets Dagmar to snap to attention, eyes going sharp as a cutlass. “Lay off,” she gripes, pushing herself away from the railing with a grimace. “Like you could have known what happened.”
“Had a hunch, didn’t we?” Willians leans the small of his back against the banister and gestures at the sky. “Sunrise red as a snapper this morning.”
Dagmar remains unfazed. “Every sunrise is red in Hades, Swain.”
“Naw, even you said somethin’ about it. Orlando said the wind smelt like blood and you agreed.”
“I didn’t—" Her knee-jerk denial hangs itself on a high note and she trails off, quiet, finishing her thought by picking at the flaking wood of the mainmast. The wind whips up and ruffles Dagmar’s clothes, coaxing the smell of the brine that always seems to cling to her into the heavy air. Limp strands of hair that had managed to escape her low bun sway in the breeze, and she brushes them away before clenching a fist at her side.
“I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t know—”
“’s okay, Dag.”
“No.” She smacks her fist weakly against the mast, mouth twisted with stewing fury. “I should have read that contract more carefully. I didn’t know our lives would be on the line for this deal.”
“Our lives were on the line every time we sailed on Theseus,” Willians counters, matter-of-fact, “And they woulda been forfeit if we’d decided to drown in this ghost river instead.”
He doesn’t say it as an accusation, but Dagmar’s expression still shifts from one of controlled anger to bitter pain. Willians notes the twitching muscle in her jaw and gives a rattling sigh, clapping a withered hand on her shoulder.
“Lay the guilt down, Cap. You did what you thought was best.”
“I sold our souls—”
“To save us.” Willians leaves behind a wet outline of green algae when he moves his hand to gently knock her shoulder with their fist. She doesn’t flinch. “It’s two years, Dag. We’ve spent damn-near months battlin’ tempests before. We can weather a couple fortnights here.”
But Dagmar isn’t listening. She’s sneering at the setting sun, angry hands at work flexing and unflexing at her sides, reaching up to tighten her belts, straighten her blouse. “You’re acting like this is nothing, like a little fire is nothing.” The pistols in her holsters rock with her movement.
Willians sucks his teeth, giving a small shake of his head. “Come on, we’ve both been burned worse by cannon fire before. You just got frightened, tha’s all.”
“I am frightened by this!” Dagmar shouts as she finally whips around to face him. Her hands clench around the banister as her eyes go dark, hardened. “Look what happened to Jam Robbie. I’m not going to let some game be what robs my crew of their lives.”
“No one’s gonna go jumpin’ in front of any fireballs, Dag,” Willians insists, before they exhale and say, voice softer but firm, “I’m not gonna let some rogue umpire take me from this team.”
It must sound as much like the promise he means it to be because he watches as her brows slowly unfurrow, the tension starting to drain from her shoulders. She begins to look like herself again, expression steeled, mouth pursed, hands already fumbling to undo her hair tie.
“You better not,” she mumbles, loosened hair falling to coat her shoulders like an oil spill. She doesn’t make a move to say anything else, so Willians closes his eyes, resting against the mast. He’s more than willing to test how long their slowly-sinking ship will tolerate their presence.
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astaroth1357 · 3 years
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Demigod MC Series: Hades
Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades
Lucifer
Well… this is awkward…
He’s actually met Hades multiple times for business reasons (Underworld-Devildom relations are amiable if not a little odd. Hades was something of an uncle figure to Diavolo as a wee demon lad, which should speak for itself really). He’s a gloomy fellow and not much for chit-chat, but he never thought they’d end up taking one of his kids by accident…
He had to send a formal apology letter to the Lord of the Underworld immediately, but thankfully he didn’t seem very concerned for his offspring - if anything he appeared to think the Devildom would suit them nicely which was… concerning.
And he was not wrong. The darkness, demons, ghouls, and frights of the Devildom hardly seemed to faze the MC, if anything they fit right in. He’d dare say they were thriving if not for one thing…
They were So. Damn. Bleak.
Getting a smile out of this one AT ALL was rare. For once he felt the need to check up on someone constantly just to be sure they were alright... They’d keep assuring the House that they’re not actually as sad as they look but it’s hard not to assume…
He was a little mortified at first when they first met Cerberus cause… well they called him “Cerbi” and the massive demonic guard dog rolled over for them like a Golden Retriever! 
Apparently he and the Cerberus that they knew are from the same litter and they must have smelt familiar... He would have probably limited their interactions just to keep his dog on his side but after seeing the MC smile for once while they played with the big oaf well…
Cerberus got a new playmate and the MC got a massive, three-headed therapy animal. Win-win. 😌
Mammon
Do ya really gotta be such a downer all the time, MC…? 😔
He thinks they’re nice, like really nice. They’re always super concerned when his brothers attack him or when he gets injured, but he’s pretty sure it’s because they’ve seen people die before so…
At first, he had no idea why he had to be saddled with this depressing wisp of mortal but over time he started to understand that they weren’t all that sad. They had… Resting Gloom Face? Is that a thing? 
They also had a different way of seeing things. He could win the lottery and they’d tell him to stay inside so he wouldn’t get hit by lightning or if he pissed off the wrong people, they’d joke about him keeping his fingers and toes. Dark stuff, but not intended to be so… well morbid.
However, what he eventually found out that the REAL advantage to having a Hades kid in the Devildom was that nothing scared them. Literally nothing. Not even the ghosts - which to reiterate, are terrifying!
Cue Mammon getting dragged to horror movies nights with his brothers and pulling the MC along to be his personal security blanket. He’ll hold onto them for dear life as they just pat his head or something, watching and not even flinching at the jumpscares.
The first time the House had an unexpected power outage he clung onto the back of their shirt like a lost child while they calmly looked for the circuit-breaker...
If he could jump into their arms every time something scary happened like Scooby-Doo, he absolutely would. His brothers make fun of him, but after seeing the MC handle Cerberus like a puppy any time something frightens them they hide behind the mortal as well…
Leviathan
In some ways, he totally relates to their moodiness but come on! Who can still look so sad when watching The Magical Ruri Hanai: Demon Girl?? Ruri-chan can make anyone smile! 😠
When he first met the MC, he was a little confused about why they didn't find him intimidating at all. He even reverted to his demon form and showed his fangs but no dice! All they said was, "I've walked along the edge of Tartarus. You're gonna have to try a lot harder than that, buddy…" 
That was probably his first sign that the "human" wasn't normal…
After Mammon told him who their Dad was, things made a lot more sense. A child of Hades in the Devildom? That's ironic enough to be its own anime plot!! They certainly felt like an angsty protagonist at times. 🤷‍♀️
Truth be told, they could relate to each other in a lot of ways. You wouldn't think that an offspring of the Underworld and a demonic shut-in would have much in common but the one thing they share between them is that sense of never really fitting in.
Turns out that Hades kids are black sheep, even among other demigods, and Levi? Well, he's had trouble relating to others since his angel days. He and the mortal were like off-beat kindred spirits!
Which, I mean, you wouldn't get just by looking at them together. Levi being the impassioned super-otaku rambling their ear off while his somber companion would just go along with him quietly, but hey, there's more beneath the surface. Probably. 
Now if he could just get them to cosplay as the Lord of Emptiness with him… They'd be perfect! Perfect he says!!
Satan
Highly considered drugging their food with antidepressants for a while… 
This was before getting to know them better, of course, but for the first couple months he honestly couldn't shake the feeling that the mortal looked miserable! 
Now, he's one to particularly care for the comfort of strangers, but just looking at them like that every day would sour his own mood quite considerably. It was very irritating...
It was only on closer inspection that he realized there was something else at play, though.
The mortal was different - even for a demigod he imagined. They took to the Devildom easily and the realm almost accepted them right back!
The flora looked better in their presence, the hellish beasts that roamed the wilds would roll over for them, and they even seemed to be welcomed in by the never-ending shadows… 
It was fascinating. Like the effects of the Underworld were baked into their DNA and mingled with the environment around them… Two layers of darkness coexisting within one person.
I mean, what other creature - other than Lucifer - could ride Cerberus around like a pony??
Had they not been so kind, they'd probably scare him shit-less... Their potential power was too great to ignore. But after getting used to their gloom, at least they made for pleasant company. 🤷‍♀️
Satan likes them well enough, but even still he has to wonder just what they were capable of… you know?
Asmodeus
Oh. My. WORD. What a buzzkill!!!
Really, the new mortal was no good at parties or pictures for that matter!
Not because they looked bad, or even because he couldn't get them to smile, but because GHOSTS would always photobomb any pictures they were in!! 😫
One time he got a selfie with them on the couch and a creepy ghost child could be seen hiding behind the cushions so NOPE. No more photos with the mortal around!!
Aside from that, he couldn't say the mortal was all bad or anything…They were pretty friendly, despite their general look and feel. 
Though, personally, he thought they wore far too much black... Even in the Devildom, there's normally a pop of color, you know? Was that just the Hades dress code?
And you want to know the weirdest thing? Despite everything about them screaming "Doom and Gloom," they're straaaangely popular among the RAD dating scene…
Like. Not as some heartthrob, "Love'em and Leave'em"-type, but he's found that there's a LOT of his demonic classmates who think they're cute or have a crush on them in some way…
Naturally, he can see the appeal of the mysterious, moody demigod with a dark, troubled past. It's just the demigod in question is completely oblivious to it! 🤷‍♀️
He tried to give them dating tips or play matchmaker from time to time but eventually gave up when it was clear they weren't interested. Alas, students of RAD, this is one forbidden fruit that refuses to be shared…! Such a tragedy… 😔
Beelzebub
They remind him of Belphie… like. A lot.
The similarities were obvious. They had a similar feel, made similar jokes, and even the same somewhat dreary attitude about them...
If he were being honest, at the beginning there were times when he'd open up to them a lot more than he intended because he'd forget that he wasn't actually talking to Belphie…
Thankfully, he knew better than to try and treat them like his replacement or anything. They were two different people after all. But it didn't stop him from feeling extra protective around them for a while.
Besides, there was ONE thing that set them leagues apart from Belphie and that was the fact they were a shit cook. Not quite as bad as Solomon but uh… Actually no, that's a closer call than it has any right to be...
Apparently, Hades kids don't need to eat as much and when you hang out with shades and skeletons for most of your life, you don’t really worry about making food that's any better than… "Well, technically it's edible." 🤷‍♀️
Their food won't kill a person like Solomon's, but you WILL start seeing stuff you probably shouldn't. He tried their "soup" once and swore he saw the ghost of his mother… and he doesn't even have a mother!!!
He swears that if he ever sees the MC and Solomon working together in the same kitchen he's skipping town… Whatever culinary abomination the two of them could create would probably gain sentience and eat HIM instead. He's always figured he'd go out with Death by Food, but not like that!! 😫
Belphegor
Ever meet someone who’s like looking in a mirror? Yeah, he’s getting those vibes…
He never expected the "human" to be so similar to him, it was kind of uncanny.
Upon first laying eyes on each other there was a pause… then a squint… and then… a nod.
Honestly, their combined dry wit, dark humor, and pessimistic outlook played off of each other surprisingly well. Too well for him to hate, really.
Not that it mattered because they didn’t believe him for a second when he tried to trick them (they had dealt with loads of lying monsters before). He hated to admit it, but they had a good head on their shoulders and knew better than to trust a locked up demon…
And yet, they seemed to stick around with him anyway. Because of the good conversation or just empathizing with his loneliness was anyone's guess. 🤷‍♀️
Sometimes they'd come up and sit outside the door in comfortable silence… Or they'd talk about whatever:
MC: *sitting out by the attic with their back against the door* So what happens to demons when they die…?
Belphie: *laying on the floor on the other side, staring at the ceiling* Depends on the kind. If I die, I'll just reform later.
MC: Like a reincarnation?
Belphie: Eh. *shrugs* Maybe. Haven't died yet.
MC: You could die in there, you know.
Belphie: *throws a side glare* Well thanks for bringing that up…
MC: *shrugs* What? It's true. But don't worry, I won't let you. *small-ish smile*
Belphie: *stares at them wide-eyed and pink-cheeked before turning on his side quickly* Ugh… whatever…
They did their word, somehow. They eventually got the door open and let him out, but by that time the anger was gone and he was just happy to finally talk to them face-to-face...
And good thing too, because apparently it's not smart to fight a death-child in what is essentially their element - as he saw when they summoned an army of skeletons to kick Levi's ass when he cheated them in Devil Cart...
He would not have lasted in that fight... Dodged a bullet there. 
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