#Hybris

[henk-heijmans]

"Hybris" series, 2013 - by Monica Piloni (1978), Brazilian

[milawritess]

Hybris - Gojo Satoru

Teaser

Word count: 700+

Series mlist

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader

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He tried not to look too long, as if your beauty was something dangerous. But, you were there, like the sun—a presence that couldn’t be ignored. He saw you in everything, even the spaces you left untouched. It was in the way your laughter lingered long after you were gone, your sweet scent he began to smell on his clothes, and your voice—an echo of a hymn he couldn’t shake. It was in the way you softened the harsh edges of his world, reshaping his deathly reality into something almost beautiful. 

You were like fire or perhaps the wind. You didn’t move with the perfection of something perfectly sculptured like a statue crafted of marble. Your grace was raw, powerful, and untamed. You weren’t flawless, but God, you were bright, vibrant, and alive—unpredictable in ways that left him unsteady on his feet. 

He told himself he wasn’t falling, yet every glance, every fleeting touch, and soft smile pulled him deeper into your orbit until there were no chances of him escaping your gravity. You’ve undone him, bit by bit, piece by piece. You were like the sun, he realized, and he was Icarus. He felt your pull, felt the warmth of your sunshine on his skin, and yet, he was powerless to resist.

“Y’know…” you look down, eyes fluttering. You reach for his hand hesitantly, your careful fingers sliding across the table, inching closer until they find his. He doesn’t pull away; instead, he remains stoic as he watches you, drinking you in like a glass of champagne. “I used to have a hard time thinking you were even real.”

His smirk—his stupid, insufferable, arrogant smirk. You hated it. You hated it almost just as much as you loved it. “You thought I wasn’t real?” He asks tone light and teasing. “What did you think I was? Your imaginary friend? A dream?”

You laugh softly, and the sound is barely audible. It was quiet, more vulnerable than you had intended. “Yeah… Something like that.” 

“Well, I can assure you,” he tells you, turning his hand, palm facing upwards. You slightly flinched at his movement, pulling away as if he burned you, even if the movement was careful and slow. You didn’t want to cross a line with him, always afraid of doing too much too soon, scaring him or perhaps yourself. But you eased, fingers moving closer to his once more when you realized he wasn’t refusing you. You trace the lines of his palm, brushing against the callouses on his skin. “I’m real. Real as real can get.”

Your smile is timid and saccharine. “You were just too much. Too loud, too bright, too you.”

Your touches were simple; soft grazes, hushed whispers against the skin. It's what you liked, what he liked as you treaded new waters. After years of warding off touch, hating just the mere thought of it, this was new for both of you. It was unfamiliar. Intimate in ways that words could never describe. Your shared touches carried a weight that neither of you could ignore—enough to make the soul quiver. He didn’t push or rush you, and you didn’t rush him. He let you come to him on your own time, in your own ways. He has yet to deny you, and he doesn’t think he'll ever have the strength to deny you.

He raises a brow. “Too much? Seems like you were just underprepared for all my greatness.” A moment passes, but you don’t look away. Your smile, soft and delicate, was almost too much to bear. 

For a moment, he feels like the old him—the one that could laugh at anything, reckless, untethered, and unburdened by the weight of power or the weight of duty or expectation. You were unshackling him, rendering him down to nothing but a man. Not a god, not a deity, a soldier, or a weapon. 

Just a man.

He used to find it insulting how you never tiptoed around him, never shied from his rashness or his cruelty hidden behind dark smiles. Rather, you danced with him—a careful waltz. At first, you stumbled; you moved one way, and he moved the other. There were moments when the music seemed too quiet, and the space between you two became too vast. However, hesitance became harmony; harsh steps became lighter, and your bodies grew closer as they spun, weaving together like threads of a tapestry.  

“Well, if you were—a dream, an allusion—you were the best thing I could have ever conjured up.” 

“Oh, please keep going. Tell me how great you think I am,” he says boldly, a playful lit in his tone.  “I’m all ears, Cherry.”

[greekmythfamilytree]

Three more today, Including the hope at the bottom of Pandora's box!

Hybris: Child of Nyx, Daimon of Hubris

Kharon: Child of Nyx, Ferryman of the Dead

Elpis: Child of Nyx, Daimon of Hope

27/330

[superscrub323]

Zeus: 'THUNDER BRINGER! HERE TO RING YOUR EARS UNTIL YOU'RE DEAF WITH FEAR AND- Phobos: Hey leave me out of this! Hybris: And also since 'Pride is confessing' your 'Thunder Bolt' isn't all that. Zeus: HEY! Eurylochus: Should we stop them? Odysseus: No let's go. Hybris and Phobos continue arguing with Zeus while the crew escape

[quinxlt]

here, take my stupid epic and myth designs..

(ignore that they’re all headshots, i’m just jotting down designs 😭😭)

1 - epic poseidon design

2 - myth perseus design

3 - epic hermes design ideas

4+5 - myth hybris & ate designs

6 - epic and epic au eurylochus design ideas

7+8 - myth dionysus & persephone designs

9+10 - myth artemis design

[nubsoftherat]

HEY HEY UM. ARTISTS.

You know "Epic: The Musical"? And "Thunder Bringer" song ?

Take the line "pride is a damsel in distress" but interpret 'pride' as Hubris/Hybris . Like the god. Or common Greek falling , trope.

Okay, now take a character you like who has done something fucked up and wrong . Put them in the position of Odysseus , aka the subject of the song.

Perfect! Just like that! What... Pose? Do you use for Hubris? What pose should I use for Gambit? In a very particular AU .

I'm drawing some art. And need more ideas. There's no easy find full body image of hybris goddess. Any ideas Tumblr inas have for me. All good. Please share. Also if you take this concept with your own character ideas. Please show me. Thanks

Enjoying!

[oozieoozeborn]

[k1ng0k]

[stoneoferech]

Astarte, Greek blackened melodic death metal (L to R., Derketa, Maria Kolokouri "Tristessa" (R.I.P. 2014), Hybris.

[leo-fie]

Me, high of my first successful cosplay/historical costume: Listen! Listen, how about a Mantua, this draped dress that's made out of a single piece of fabric, but it's red and has the cog-fringe of the AdMech? That would be amazing! I could make it out of a red-gold 2-ply silk dupioni, so it would be shiny!

[milawritess]

When will we get the update for the most emotional yet beautiful gojo fic🥺😔

Sometime soon! I promise!! My schedule has been a bit crazy🥲 I’m double majoring and it’s my last year. The work load has been insane…

I mainly need to focus on editing and some fine-tuning before I post. I also have another series titled Hybris that I plan to post around the same time as I release the next two chapters of what was i made for.

Thanks for all the love and support. You guys are the absolute best <3

[kairunatic]

[superscrub323]

Here's my Reaction after my 12th listening to Thunder Bringer

Zeus: Pride is a Damsel in Distress. Hiding away where only I can undress her. Me: Ha he really seems like he's talking about laying the pipe on pride...wait I wonder if there's a goddess of pride *me googles god of pride in Greek Mythology....find Hybris.* Me: Oh...there is a Goddess of Pride or Hubris...wait...nooo.... *me finds out Zeus has canonically dicked down Hybris (in a version of a myth at any rate) to make Pan...* Me: Of course...this man is literally talking about his romantic affairs with literal Pride before laying down Thunder on Ody and his crew...this God is fucked up.

[quinxlt]

first tumblr post gulp.. obvi i had to make it my girl hybris 😼😼 (she’s the greek personification/goddess of hubris, insolence, deadly pride & arrogance) ((the stripes represent the ppl that 😵 to hubris))

alternate and close-ups below bc i love her eye specifically 💕

very much used a ref for this i am not this good at anatomy guys..

i like how she’s labelled as the cause of death for so many ppl in greek myths but NO ONE knows abt her 😭🙏🙏

[klimt7]

LA HYBRIS DI GIORGIA MELONI VUOLE COLPIRE PURE IL PRESIDENTE DELLA REPUBBLICA SERGIO MATTATELLA.

Hybris è una parola antica. Un termine con una storia e un significato valido in ogni epoca e anche oggi.

I filosofi greci indicavano con questo vocabolo, il delirio di onnipotenza, la vera ubriacatura egocentrica con la totale perdita del senso della realtà, del potente di turno.

Vediamo il Dizionario:

Perchè questi episodi di egocentrismo non sono tipici solo del nostro tempo, ma anzi erano frequenti pure nell'antichità.

In una terra come la Grecia composta di tante diverse città-stato [ Atene, Sparta, Tebe e tante altre...] non era insolito che un uomo potente cercasse di assumere un potere assoluto sui suoi concittadini. Ed allora si proclamava dittatore e padrone assoluto della città, con il potere di vita e di morte sui suoi concittadini. E in questo slancio finiva per perdere ogni senso della misura e del limite.

Era cioè vittima di "Hybris".

Anche nel nostro panorama politico attuale è già capitata questa situazione con la parabola di Matteo Renzi prima e quella di Matteo Salvini subito dopo.

Ricordate il Referendum costituzionale di Renzi e la sua sonora bocciatura da parte degli Italiani? O il delirio di Salvini dal Papeete di Milano Marittima dove rivendicava per sè i pieni poteri?

Bene ora pare tocchi a Giorgia sbroccare completamente fino ad attaccare quell'uomo al di sopra delle parti che è il Presidente della Repubblica Sergio Mattarella.

Giorgia lo vuole coinvolgere nello scontro politico più basso e ignobile.

E' la cronaca di queste ore. Vuole infangarlo e togliergli ogni tipo di legittimità

Vuole portarsi avanti col lavoro, insomma, visto che il suo progetto di riforma Costituzionale il coseddetto "Premierato Forte"- sogna un Presidente della Repubblica non più garante degli equilibri fra i diversi poteri dello Stato italiano, ma esautorato da ogni funzione e ridotto a semplice "notaio" e passacarte.

Ma non finirà così.

GIORGIA se ne pentirà molto presto di questo suo giocare d'azzardo con un paese e un popolo intero e con la sua Carta Costituzionale.

Il resto lo lascio spiegare a Massimo Giannini.

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[medi-melancholy]

this is extremely messy and certainly overdue BUT sin fam relationship chart!!

some notes (but not everything) under the cut

hybris is kinda similar to acedia in that she doesn't have particularly strong or notable feelings towards most of her family, at least not in ways that can be properly summarized. but she's oddly ok with avi's Everything, and she dislikes envy specifically because she thinks he's way stupider than he should be, and she dislikes lux because she thinks she's "filthy." (in truth, she doesn't like lux because she thinks that lux, by nature, is an incredible sort of being, and she's frustrated that her personality is what it is, and that lux "wastes" her abilities on pointless, "dirty" things)

avi thinks she and lux are lowkey besties, but lux is just kinda meh about avi--which, to be fair, is better than p much everyone else, who can't stand avi. notably, avi isn't fazed by acedia's lifestyle or what's happened to them--she says they had it coming, but it's fun that they kill so many humans

envy's a coward and he'd admit it after some whining, but he'd risk everything for gula and ira--maybe even others of his siblings

ira can't truly hate any of his family, but he is displeased with avi for actively harming others of their kind; they should at least leave each other alone, if they're not going to leave humankind alone

lux used to want to be close with acedia--in private, she's kinda in mourning about what they used to be. she's also meh about gula because, while she thinks she's cute/charming, she doesn't understand why she won't give in to her natural urges, like eating humans. if gula ever came to her to ask for help with that kind of thing, she'd be happy to mentor her baby sis

gula isn't even really a weakling but boy does most of her family make her super nervous!!!! she even used to be scared of ira, until getting closer with envy made her closer with ira too

having strong feelings about anybody takes a lot of energy, and acedia doesn't care enough to do so. pretty much everyone don't even feel like "family" to them. but they'll always, always be ready to call out hybris for being a terrible mother.

got questions about anyone specific?? feel free to inquire further c: