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moodyseal · 3 days
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TOApril Day 19 – Haunted
"Am I making you feel sick?"
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apollosothertwin · 3 days
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Toapril day 28: silent thunder
(The people on the jars are Artemis and Leto and the drawing on the left is Apollo cabin)
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acidicbarkbeast · 28 days
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toapril day 3 — divine intervention
prophecy will not be silenced
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ophii · 16 days
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toapril day 14!! but done traditionally bc why not
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toapril-official · 1 month
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ToApril 2024
ToApril is once again upon us! Can you believe this is the third year this is taking place?
At this point we will assume everybody gets the concept of ToApril, but if you don’t, don’t hesitate to reach out! 
Before we jump right into it, we want to emphasize the rules of toapril:
Please keep it TOA related. You can use characters from other series or your own, but the prompts were made with the characters of TOA in mind.
No NSFW. There are adults and minors alike participating and definitely browsing the internet within the fandom. Mature topics can be brought up, but anything graphic is not allowed.
Note: None of the prompts are ship based, but you are definitely allowed to include  ships!
If you write a fic on ao3, please put it in the toapril 2024 collection. If you’re not sure how to do that, here are some instructions:
Option1: Go to the collection. There should be a button at the top right saying ‘post to collection’. Click that button and the rest should be as it would normally be when you post a fic.
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Option 2: Post a new fic as usual, but in the associations section, type in toapril in the post to collections / challenges space and it should pop up. Make sure you add it in the 2024 one. It will stay open for a couple of weeks after April just in case you need more time to finish something. 
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If you want to post something on tumblr, please tag it with #toapril and #toapril2024. You can also tag this blog in your post, we would love to see all of your amazing works this year :D.
Have fun! If there’s any questions, don’t hesitate to ask.
Prompts below the cut.
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Day 1: Missed Target
Day 2: Growing Pains
Day 3: Divine Intervention
Day 4: Facing The Unknown
Day 5: For The Best
Day 6: Hair Holds Memories
Day 7: Fathers Who’d Kill
Day 8: Moonlight’s Reflection
Day 9: The Hour Past Midnight
Day 10: This Isn’t Goodbye
Day 11: First Meeting
Day 12: Revenge Served Cold
Day 13: Curse of Eternal Youth
Day 14: Every Rose Has Its Thorns
Day 15: Without Requisite or Deadline
Day 16: Nymphs and Negligence
Day 17: The Cyclical Nature of Things
Day 18: In The Next Lifetime
Day 19: Haunted
Day 20: Chaos Soup
Day 21: The Sun and The Earth
Day 22: Never Forget
Day 23: Cheesecake & Demons
Day 24: Unexpected Allies
Day 25: Race Against Time
Day 26: Wilting Flowers
Day 27: Missing Objects
Day 28: Silent Thunder
Day 29: Lost City
Day 30: Fading Memories
Thank you to @okathleen, @star-flcwers, @worlds-oldest-teenager, @reostuffzies, @tsarinatorment, @nyaningthroughlife, @money-and-dandellions, @ferodactyl, @xxzephyrbreezexx, and @solahflare for submitting these prompts.
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ToApril Day 1: Missed Targets
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heresronnie21 · 17 days
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Day 14: Every Rose Has Its Thorn
(Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song)
I’m jumping on the toapril train, I hope whoever came up with this prompt was envisioning mother-son karaoke night
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Freypollo? Apricity?
Yes.
@lordofsummergodofrizz hi it's me, FireAlder, and here's that fic I made haha!
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petramysticaclxv · 17 days
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ToApril Day 14 : Every Rose Has Its Thorns (Repost)
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(Will be joining from here with a new art style, because I'm finally a bit free-er this month)
(also sorry this is a repost, bc i messed up the nose)
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literallyjusttoa · 1 year
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ToApril Day 2: Grave Mistake
Fun headcanon time: Lester looks very similar to the form Apollo took while hiding as Commodus' trainer. Because why should things be happy when everyone could just suffer instead?
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I'll be real, I forgot i had a Tumblr account. Again. Oops. Think I am supposed to tag @toapril-official !
Prompt: wilted flowers
Also explanation since no one else is going to notice this detail. Observe the direction where Apollo's hair is blowing. Subsequently observe the direction which the hyacinthus blow. A certain westly direction. Just like a certain west wind
[Image Id: Apollo clutches onto a pair of hyacinthus blowing in the west direction. His hair blows dramatically east. It glows like only the hair of a sun god can glow. There is blood on his fingers and blood splattered on his face. More blood drips down his mouth.
A discus beheads the flowers. The stem is visibly unattached to the petals. The leaves blow westwards. End img Id]
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moodyseal · 5 days
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TOApril Day 13 – Curse of Eternal Youth
Untouched in all but his heart ✨ (drew this as an excuse to put him in different outfits ngl)
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apollosothertwin · 16 days
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My Toapril day 13, Every rose has its thorns
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acidicbarkbeast · 23 days
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toapril day 7 — fathers who'd kill
...on the sax
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ophii · 20 days
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finally finished toa and i am so upset but it was a nice ending. heres a really really bad sketch for toapril day 10 bc thats a thing apparently? im joining in late! promise tomorrow will be better
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apollogies-p · 8 days
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Prompt: Missed Target
This is beyond late, but it's my first time participating in toapril sooo 😭 (this is literally based on the first prompt, and I'm barely now doing it-)
If this seems unfinished, it's because it is!! This seems like a good place to end it for this prompt, but the next one is going to centered around another prompt!! (Also ik this is like vaguely following the prompt, but I promise the next part will be better 😭😭🙏🙏)
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Every story he was told had a great hero, strong and king, yet always flawed, and it was those flaws that were their downfall. He thinks that those stories are only told to enforce fear into mortals, a clear message to never challenge a god's lest, you know the consequences.
But he wasn't a regular mortal, was he? It was evident in the way the nymphs looked him, both terrified and awed.
Besides, he wasn't stupid, hushed arguments between his father and father's sister left little to the imagination.
But then, if he wasn't a regular mortal, then what was he?
All these thoughts crammed in his mind made practicing ten times harder, not that he was any good anyways-
Nock. Draw. Loose.
The arrow was too fast for his eyes to comprehend, but he was certain he had that time. His posture was perfect, and his archers point has never been better-
Thwack!
His arrow was embedded in the boss of the target. No where near its intended target.
"Chiron-"
The frustrated scream ripped that through his throat had him sliding off his arm guard and throwing his bow across the grass.
"What's the point!?" Whipping his head towards his father, his eyes drank up the sight of his tied up gold hair and his stupidly perfect bow, all golden and shiny and just perfect.
And he hated it. He hated how perfect Apollo was, how he always managed to read Chiron like an open book.
"Oh, Chiron, everything will be okay. You just need more practice; you've only been at this for three weeks, my dear centaur."
His father was on his knees, something he always he whenever he wanted Chiron to listen. His eyes swarming with pity and Chiron hated it, he was so angry and the tears that welled up in his eyes only made him angrier.
"Don't call me that, I'm not a baby anymore."
The soft chuckle from his father partnered with the fond look in his eyes made Chiron's stomach curl, "No I suppose you're not but you are just eleven. You know, most normal eleven year old mortal boys go out and play in the sun, they don't spend hours practicing archery like you do."
"But I'm not a normal mortal boy, am I Lord Apollo!? For Hades' sake I'm not even your son!"
Chiron regretted it the moment the words left his lips but he already did it, he couldn't go back. He can't backpeddle now and he's just so angry.
But Apollo loves you, and you know it. You don't deserve the attention of an Olympian, you're a spoiled little foal that got too used to being pampered and now there's no turning back-
"Chiron?"
His father's voice pulled him out of his thoughts and he carefully opened his eyes. (When did he close them?)
Chiron couldn't stand the worried look etched on his father's face. Apollo prided himself in his youth and with his furrowed brows and the deep frown lines, he looked older than he ever let himself look.
He took a step back, then another, until his father's face was no longer close to his.
"Chiron? I'm not angry I promise you!" A soft sigh and father was no longer kneeling, "I'm sorry I never told you but, but I was scared- I was worried." Apollo's careful steps forward led to Chiron's careful steps backward and it was like they were dancing, maybe they always were, they've been dancing around this subject for a decade.
"I found you Chiron. You were just a few weeks old and I couldn't stand to leave you in the mercy of Echidna's children that lurk in the night." This, Chiron knew and father knows that so why is he repeating it?
Another sigh escaped his father, this one unsteady and tired, "You're Kronos's son, Chiron."
It felt like Lord Poseidon himself sent wave after wave to drown him. His knees buckled, but his father was there in an instant to cradle him on the grassy plain.
"I know this is hard Chiron but I promise you this has never, not ever changed the way I love you." Warm hand cupped his face and the blurry figure that was his father met his eyes. "You are my son. No one will ever change that."
Chiron wanted to believe him. He really, really did but the anger in his stomach raged on and his father's comforting words did nothing but smother them in guilt.
"No." With gentle hands, he pushed his father away, but the god wouldn't budge. "No!" Using his front legs, he kicked at Apollo's chest (ignoring the pained wheeze that came from his father), and with (much) effort, he brought himself to his feet.
"No! You lied to me. You were," Chiron licked his lips, the realization left his mouth dry. "You were scared of me! Did you just, did you just assume that I'd hurt you or Lady Artemis or- or Lady Persephone?! Just because of who my father is?!" Hot tears ran down his face, and he couldn't be bothered to wipe them. His pain brought Apollo pain, and that's all Chiron wanted.
"I hate you! I hate you! IhateyouIhateyouIhateyou-" choking in own tears and mucus, he turned around and ran. He ran straight into the dense forests surrounding their little clearing.
"Chiron! Chiron!" His father's voice was nothing but a whisper now.
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