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this blog is now an archive !

ANYONE WHO WANTS TO , CAN NOW FIND ME HERE !!  woop woop.

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low key wondering who’s still here ????

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🌾    redstringed.

    ❛  you guys are the definition of troopers.  like– di gets upset when i’m gone for more than a day.  kudos to the both of ya’.  ❜  ari pulled the dress from the rack, laying it out across the bed before she began to look for some accompanying shoes.   ❛  it was a gift from apollo, actually.  an apology for some bad wine he got that made me super sick.  i guess he’s got good taste, huh?  funnily enough, i haven’t even worn the thing.  ❜

                       ❝ well it is hardly as if Hades does not pout. ❞ now that was a sight for most to imagine, the god of the dead POUTING. but he did. ❝ I am quite sure I can expect to find him waiting with a bath drawn when I return ... ❞ a thoughtful gesture, really.  ❝ —— you haven’t ??  well why not? you would look lovely in it .... a sight Dionysus would certainly appreciate, I am sure of it. ❞

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Persephone (/pərˈsɛfəni/, Περσεφόνη)

She loved her power, the Queen of the Dead, to forever reign in the fires of hell. She wore her crown like a beacon; a beautiful queen, plotting against her king. They never wanted you to know the hunger of Persephone, how she starved for something other than pomegranates.  (x)

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she walks like an atom bomb but with her steps, softly she treads her breath is like fire but her touch is cold as ice neither light nor dark neither the magnolias that bloom, nor the pomegranates that entice she is the daughter of life the harbringer of death the living bridge in an (un)living world to choose is to fade to anchor herself to one world is to lose one half of herself and she will not rip herself to shreds so that you can be put together she would rather rip you apart instead.

dead or alive? // a.c.w. (via annebolyens)

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we’re all alone, no chaperone can get our number. the world’s in slumber, LET’S MISBEHAVE !! there’s something wild about you child, that’s so contagious. let’s be outrageous! LET’S MISBEHAVE !!    INTRODUCING:  THE TOASTS OF THE TARDIS

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hiatus notice!

​unseencrown and I will be over here for a while : @swankdame ( me ) and @tweedlord ( em ). if anyone feels like following us over there, feel free! I’ve got a Dionysus verse, and she’s got a Hermes verse too. : ) stay awesome, you guys

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and she has fallen in love with a man who has no happy stories. but she makes him smile without realising that now, all of his happy stories are of her.

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hiatus notice!

​unseencrown and I will be over here for a while : @swankdame ( me ) and @tweedlord ( em ). if anyone feels like following us over there, feel free! I’ve got a Dionysus verse, and she’s got a Hermes verse too. : ) stay awesome, you guys

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i. Hephaestus gathers scrap metal for an invention, And the blisters on his neck boil in the hard light. Aphrodite seats against the hood of a car to watch, Smiles with red-tainted lips at the man she loves, And flips off the pretty boy that whistles at her. She chooses their forever. ii. Amphitrite wiggles her toes in the sand To create deep marks with each step she makes. Poseidon loves her today. He loves her intensity Like he loved Medusa’s boldness a day before. His wife ignores the bruise on his neck. He loves her today. iii. Hades takes her home when they are too drunk To remember things like names and status and virtue, But she had looked older under the moonlight, And when Persephone takes his hand under the sheets, He feels guilt bubble up at how much he wants her. She tastes like an addiction. iv. Hera rests her fingers against the glowing screen And takes a moment to imagine a life without him, Without his arrogance and his ego and his touch. Something angry grows inside her, Zeus should know, Because she was never supposed to be this sad. He doesn’t know, so he lies again.

The divine have always been too human; LM (via looneytails)

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🌾    reignofolympus.

    he might have objected, given an indignant noise had he had the time.  but persephone was not about to slow down, so he sat himself down in his seat and gave a small laugh.  ❛  what will i get?  i’m thinking a beer would be fine.  i’m starving too — you want potato skins?  my treat.   ❜

                      ❝ a potato skin? ❞ there’s a pause, where her nose wrinkled. ❝ do you know, I have NEVER TRIED ONE? recently I tried to go vegan, father. it did not quite work ... Hades kept bringing steak home for me, and how could I resist ?! ———— sure, potato skins sound lovely. ❞

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Missing you doesn’t only come in waves. Missing you comes in hurricanes shattering my existence, and volcanoes burning down every remaining bit of my soul.

Wedyan AlMadani   (via hawtnip)