STRAY GODS PEOPLE I KNOW YOU'RE AROUND I HAVE A QUESTION
I'm replaying the entire game for 100%-ing the DLC and I'm so curious on people's song opinions
(parentheses will include the leads that are singing)
question under the cut for song variations
furthermore if you have some what was your guys' favorite variations/song mixes??
some of my current favorites are
I Can Teach You ('lost girls;' green on both main switches and blue or red for some of the others)
The Ritual (blue on the first switch, then green for the second half and red at the end)
Look into Me (red on 'the preparation,' blue for the end part)
thanks for reading if you got here :))
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Here is my Athedusa snippet because ya'll left me unfed so now i must feed them
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some more stray lizards!
This time feat. Apollo, Pan, and Athena. I'm particularly pleased with Athena.
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After like a week of being too busy to do much more than plot, I finally got to write. Let the Grace/Athena slow burn commence!
Btw Athena's peplos (not a toga) is saffron yellow (not mustard yellow), Grace is just uncultured.
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In honor of my brodie @justambrosia releasing KAthena to the world
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LISTEN ya cant judge me if i no have no shame gland
Hecate gently bounced Athena on her lap, their bodies close but not intertwined.
Though clothed, the sensation of the warm wetness between them is insane.
Athena shivers, yet remains silent, her body reacting involuntarily to Hecate's movements.
Hecate's expression remains impassive, but there's a hint of concentration in her furrowed brow as she continues her motions.
Her long arms hugging Athena's chest and waist firmly, her hands resting on her collarbone.
The library within the reliquary is quiet, the time of the encounter adding to Athena's frustration of it all.
She knows she should be in her own apartment, but finds herself here instead, unable to recall how she ended up in this position.
Yet she hesitates to speak, fearing to disrupt the fragile peace they've just begun to rebuild.
Instead, she keeps her lips firmly sealed even as each jerk of the older women's hips and each huff coming from those obsidian printed lips brush against her neck and shoulder forcing her to emit muted sounds in the back of her throat.
In spite of it all, she is still determined to maintain her dignity and leave with her pride intact.
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my olympus is gone.....and you're all looking on.......at a stranger...wearing....my face.........
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