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Nyx....... I've just read your fandom list
before you ask yes i am autistic
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Drop kick the child(pill babies are foot ball shaped)
(May do a second version with you know who, got to lazy to line and color so you get a sketch)
NYX NO- Tho...You make a valid point about them being football shaped-
@thecosmiccrow GET OVER HERE AND LOOK WHAT MY BESTIE MADE-
(Teehee, do it >:3)
#dragonpro posts#dragonpro's ask box#dragonpro answers#nyx doorman#arcane doorman#murder drones oc#nuzi fankid#murder drones#my oc#friend's oc#I love this so much dude-
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*A ton of ruckus comes from Bolter's room.*
@thebolter1904
Nyxe bursts into Bolter's room.
Bolter!?
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I'm just dropping by to say that your artstyle is amazing✨️✨️ and ask if you could maybe draw Nyx or Runaan??
thank you! nyx is so early 2010s deviantart oc and i love her for it! colors below bc they're bad lol. also ty everyone who's stopped by my inbox with reqs; i will get to them!
#lychee's trash art#the dragon prince#tdp#naimi selari nykantia#nyx tdp#tdp nyx#tdp fanart#the dragon prince fanart#lychee acquires and answers asks#slowly getting the hang of using pens but my coloring is still ass sorry
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I've never tried wearing femine clothes. I feel like I would get soo flustered if we went shopping clothes for you to dress me in. I could only hope I wouldn't have to try things on in the store. 😣
Oh nooo...wouldn't it be terrible if I gently pushed you to try on a bunch of cute, frilly clothes while we were out shopping?
And then I made you come out of the dressing room so I could see how pretty you looked in everything? And then I made you spin around to twirl your cute, frilly skirt? Just so I could see your thighs peeking out from the tops of your stockings?
Terrible. Just terrible.
#Serious answer:#It's worth remembering that a lot of online stores have a good return policy.#Get yourself a measuring tape for sewing and look at size guides and hope for the best because women's sizing is a shitshow 😤#Everyone should get to play with gender expression. As a little treat.#ask nyx
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Hey, for the other!tfp trio….let's assume that the team remained on really close contact despite the distance after the war (RID 2015 who knows you? Certainly not me). I wanna see a really touching reunion between the bots and their protegees, but here's the twist:
They return to their kids, only to find out that these three are no longer kids, but young adults (maybe late teens for Raf, because our future little Dragon always will be the youngest of the trio) and are no longer humans (cause they have fully embraced their other heritage)
This time-lapse could be explained by either A) the bots spending a bit longer on Cybertron and losing the human sense of time or B) The kids deciding to make a joint trip to elsewhere/the other side after the end of the war, where time doesn't move the same as in the human plane (they went as kids, but elsewhere spit them as grow ups even though this change doesn't make sense to the bots.... because they are seeing things from a human sense of time); now, when exactly these three got lost and then reborn, that's privy to them alone.... I prefer the B) option if you ask me....
Regardless, I think that these three would remain tightly nit, as tight as possible (they could be on the other extreme of the planet or any other plane, and yet they would return to each other...eventually). Cause after all the went through, separation is not an option for them
Reactions and talks/explanations are meant to happen in response to this..... and what roles June, the Esquivels and the Nakadais families had to play in all this
Ohhh, this is interesting. I hinted or understated in some pieces that time can get weird in Elsewhere as a call to the folktales and myths of humans stepping into an otherworldly space to spend a few hours there, and then stepping back to their world to find out decades had passed.
Perhaps it's their heritage, singing in their bone marrow and igniting from the Matrix's influence, June's own presence (haunting and hungry, no matter how muted or how well she hides her own teeth), or a strange combination. Perhaps it's the experiences they shared, forged in fire and blood as Earth's own chaotic nature. But these three are bonded. Intertwined with each other, even across the world.
Distance means both little and much to them now. They ventured onto foreign, alien planets and spaceships, traveled to lands across the world in the blink of an eye, and went on the run from a manhunt.
Miko keeps the Apex Armor and takes it back to Japan. At the right moments and when the urge gets too much to bear, she steps into the sea and goes farther than any of her relatives could go, even the ones that can hold their breath for 20 minutes.
She hasn't been the most filial of daughters, but she is her parent's child. Her sea-blooded mother stole back a human that survived and thrived from Elsewhere and claimed that man as a spouse. Bloodlust and wet works are no distant strangers to her. She's inexperienced but a willing learner. She already cut her teeth on foreign flesh.
Down in the dark depths where there's no difference between going up to the sun and going towards the abyss, but where her steps tread, she meets someone with pearly, iridescent scales across a long, serpentine body and a face so much like her own (and her mother's and her grandfather's and her-) with large, dark eyes with an amber ring.
After meeting the yokai that birthed her lineage centuries ago, Miko finds her way back to the Americas. A blessing and a warning kept in her heart.
(One day, Miko will understand what her sea-blooded mother meant when she told her that her father was a 'good Man.'
Raf's deep fascination (admiration, obsession) with space exploration and technology is taken in stride among the Esquivels. He doesn't raise any suspicion among them because that's how they all are.
He absorbs whatever he can, consuming the hard-earned lessons under Ratchet's care and oft-handed commentary. The Esquivels hunger and Raf is no different as he swallows how Cybertronian theory and application and attempts to further bridge between human and alien equipment.
Raf had found his teeth and his siblings recognized it as their baby brother doesn't disappear on them nor shrink away from their more vicious arguments.
(They are a family whose flesh descended from fire tempered by earth. Raging passion and violent temptations. Wicked protection and immense wrath. Voracious, cruel, and beastly, yet so very kind and vigilant.)
Mama kissed her youngest boy (because Raf will always be her baby boy) on his head and told him to be careful, praying for his safety as he went with Jack.
That protection will save them on a summer trip when Jack retraces his steps to all the places he once called home.
Ever since his mission to Cybertron, Jack dreams of strange, wistful things. An unquenchable thirst, an itch in his bones... he feels bereft for some reason.
He misses Arcee. He misses all of them. But for some reason, Jack still dreams of the timelessness of Cybertron. There's still something that calls to him in that eerie stillness. Not the desolate ruins of alien cities, although they quietly sing between hope and despair, but it's the outskirts that wait with bated breath.
In the summer after graduation, he takes his new-used car and travels across the mainland United States. The windows are down as the radio blares, wind ruffles his hair as Raf laughs and tries to figure out maps since some locations are so off-beat that the GPS can't confirm the coordinates.
Deep in the bones of a decrepit old house he once called a home in his long-distant childhood because June and Jack moved repeatedly, hopping from place to place without rhyme or reason... there are the echoes of a wailing scream buried within it.
A living corpse for a copse of trees that guard the area.
(A mother will tell her son what exactly brews in their powerful blood and what she has done to ensure he grew up safe to make a choice.)
Elsewhere exists in so many ways, shapes, and forms. At one point, the legends and myths had once walked upon Earth and left their marks. Something happened in the unwritten, unspoken past that corralled those legends away.
The trio will venture through the many portals and gateways and have many more adventures as they realize there are far more Cybertronian relics on Earth...
Mermaid queens and Seelie emperors, dignitaries of unearthly shapes painted in enamel and precious jewels, sharp animals with sharper intelligence that speak in prose, the faint imprints in slumbering environments, and empty, the lingering remains of humanity's role among such great and terrible things.
(Humanity was (is) great and terrible themselves.)
(Miko's father is a 'good Man,' and that means something different to such beings.)
"Long ago, Man made peace with Magic." "Long ago, it was decreed that Man would stay."
Time isn't linear in Elsewhere which incorporates so much that a single or several maps would be useless. Time flows in so many directions that it's a constant battle to recognize and travel to and from their own particular section of a river.
Perhaps it's his heritage or a minor blessing from the Matrix, but Jack is more sensitive to flow and can locate the best spots for them to get back to their Earth. To the same week, month, or year they ventured away.
Miko explores her own bloodthirst and prey drive. The singing, thrumming chant in her blood and how the Apex Armor responds to it.
Raf hones his own instinct on his particular guidance to find portals and lucky happenstances. Between him and Jack's instincts for 'shiny' things, little can escape them.
In some worlds, they grow older. Aging and bulking, exploring how to reshape themselves and all sorts of careers. In others, they seem immortal compared to the rapid change around them in a species whose lifespan is a single human year.
"We could be gods here," says a man with a firestorm trapped in his bones and has become a dragon. Not a Dragon because he searches the stars for a mech he once called brother. "Are we not gods already?" The not-man made of shadows and feathers replies. He still dreams of a far-distant metal planet and realizes that it whispered to him back then. "Does it matter," laughs a woman encased in armor that's more like a second skin, tendrils sweeping upon the floor like the gentle motion of a calm tide upon the beach. Pink for her lost girlhood and passion, a warning and a sign from her many great-grandmother. Green as the metal she once called her kin.
When humans are pulled Elsewhere. Three things usually happen: they break there, they struggle or thrive, or they break at home.
"How many times have we done this?" A boy that's not really a boy, who shall become a dragon in so many lifetimes, asks his companions. (Raf keeps his sister's warning close to his heart as she once died in a foreign, strange desert and was resurrected in her own pyre to devour the city that enslaved her and so many countless others. Pilar has become a Dragon and that legacy between mortal and divine shall be her epitaph in a battlefield far sooner than later.)
Ratchet returns. Some things change, while some remain the same.
Jack tastes the grief and repressed anger upon the medic and leaves him be. Raf remembers Ratchet parked in the garbage and keeps the old medic busy between lessons and searches. Miko digs into the festering tangle of emotions, lapping into those wounds as she uses the Apex Armor on the training mats to absorb those fighting skills and grills for information about Cybertron and the rest of Team Prime.
She cares, she really does, but the boys' avoidance of Ratchet's issues won't help anyone, especially if (or when) the medic leaves the planet with no way to contact again.
Ratchet went Elsewhere twice. The first time was a rough pill to swallow as Team Prime never realized its existence. He wondered where the trio had scavenged a considerable amount of Energon crystals and the resources to guard the new base with all the newly acquired. He stiffly apologized to them because he had thrown hurtful words over their travels, calling them "superstitious" and "better than that" and "this is why you never applied yourselves" was the least of the insults. The second time, he realized just how much and fast humans age as he counted each tick on his chronometer as they ventured across new continents and strange seas. Those years and crippling injuries and strange bodies melt away from the trio as they return back to their native Earth and their baseline human form.
June visits them. Ratchet never thought to ask how she found them in Nevada when Agent Fowler would have never told a civilian about them. No one questioned how she managed to bypass all the security with her car.
He tallies all the strange, eerie signs as she leaves hints to solve their challenges, how she seems to appear when food is low and they're too busy to bring anything more substantial than a simple run to the nearest fast food joint or a quick foraging session, how all the security in the world, both Cybertron's and Earth's, cannot track her.
"I am what I need or want to be." The one called June Darby demurely answers.
The only family member of Raf's that Ratchet will officially meet is Pilar whose bones are filled to the brim with rituals, survival tips with monsters, gods, and hostile environments, and formal protocols in so many kingdoms, both dead and alive. She grieves as well. She had given up the Dragon to return home but her memories are bursting full of laughter and people and color when the crumbling ruins the new Team explores are long empty of an extinct people or a fallen kingdom.
"Sometimes I think I carved out parts of my heart and left it there. All I have left are the memories as I'm the only one that remembers the campfire songs and the lessons of all those who helped me."
Ratchet will never meet the Nakadai family face-to-face, but he gets a hint of what they are with all the messages and packages they send their only child. Izumi sends pointers on how to prepare certain sea creatures and how to differentiate the signs of an underwater portal in treacherous waters. Her husband will leave cryptid messages and strange, gold pieces. Sometimes he sends coordinates for Miko to dig up a weapons cache or an informant to cultivate.
Of course, things change when the not-quite-human trio spirit back a Primal Artifact of Quintus Prime...
#ask#azula nyx#transformers#transformers prime#tfp#jack darby#miko nakadai#raf esquivel#june darby#pilar esquiel#ratchet#magic#fantasy#creature#body modification#maccadam#my writing#humanformers#ratchet has no idea what the fuck happened but he's not leaving them to contain all the Artifacts on their own#look there HAD to be way more Artifacts so-#here's my answer and how I reject canon and rewrite my own lore#Ratchet gets sadness as Jack does remind him of Orion Pax#but sweet Primus does Miko reminds him of Megatronus#Ratchet refuses to think about any similarities between Raf and Soundwave. HE REFUSES
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As someone that also is a catholic Sapphic (In my case I'm bi) I love your blog very dearly. I'm reconnecting a lot with my faith lately. The saints I'm the most devoted to probably have to be Joan of Arc, Therese of Lisieux and Padre Pio. I can’t wait to be able to say im devoted to SAINT Carlo Acutis! Your ritaposting delights me. Santa Rita de Cássia, rogai por nós!
Cannot put into words how much this means to me. I absolutely adore to meet siblings in faith who are also queer, especially other sapphics <3<3<3 I hope you have an amazing experience reconecting with the faith and that God keeps shining His love upon you.
Also HECK YEAH, amazing taste in saints, 10/10. You give me no other choice than to direct you to the amazing @/and-her-saints (in case you don't already follow her haha), who is a dear friend and another sapphic extremely devoted to st. Therese. I'm glad my love for my patron can give you some joy!!! It sure gives me lkjsadalkjds
Sede nossa protetora e advogada, ò Santa Rita, bem aventurada!
#obrigada pelo ask <33 fez a minha manhã#eu começando a ler: cara 🥺🥺 que incrível#eu terminando de ler: BR?????????#estou presumindo que seja pelo menos kkkk perdão#nyx answers asks
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Hiiii, how are youuu? Did something interesting happen to you today?? I, for example, met soo many interesting people, and even one with the same colour of hair as me ! So what about you? :3
im okay thanks!!
i found out i gor selected for a debate competition i applied for
ohhh and mt favourite solangelo fic got updated!!!
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Tell me more on Zag! Morden?
*me petting my pet ferret named noodle*
YIPEE!!!!
Some random Modern Zag headcanons!
Includes/Mentions: Nyx, Persephone, Dusa, and Hades
-> Bro has a TON of tattoos and piercings! A part of him has them because he wants them but another part got them just to piss off his father-- (He sees them as 'unprofessional,' Zagreus doesn't give a shit)
Some of these tattoos are; 1.) little flames that are on his heel 2.) Cerberus's dog tag + collar 3.) His mothers favourite flowers
-> He and Dusa have secret spa nights together!! After Dusa has finished her duties and clocked out, Zag sneaks her into his room and the two have a little gossip sesh!! Normally Zagreus gets some snacks for the two but sometimes Dusa will bring some gummy 'snakes' which Zagreus LOVES!
Nyx, of course, knows that this is happening, but she doesn't stop it. It allows some time for Dusa to relax and unwind, it also keeps Zagreus from 'causing trouble.'
-> Zagreus's upper half is strangely cold (mostly his hands and nose) but his lower half (feet and thighs) run very hot! This often leads to him wearing shorts in winter and thick sweaters in summer!
I have more but id didn't want to make too long of a post!!
#trippy answers#anon ask#hades game#hades zagreus#zagreus#hades dusa#dusa#hades nyx#hades supergiant#hades headcanons#hades#modern au
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*bursts into the room* TWIX!
Nyxe jumps.
Woah! What?
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imagine how happy i was to see daisy back on the dash!!!! 😍
Me?! Omg Nyx 🥹
I’m so happy to hear from you and unapologetically spam your blog from what I’ve missed over the last month 💛
#the queen herself#nyx asks#daisy answers#my friend nyx#i’m flattered#roll out the red carpet for the queen
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my 2024 was better with u in it<3
rahhhhhhh im gonna get emotional 😩😩😩
thank you soooooo much my 2024 was indescribably better with you in it and that’s no joke! nyx you are so sweet and such an inspiration for fellow tickle pervs to find their voice 😤
earlier in 2024 i lost my community and i felt soooo lost, but the tickle community is so cool, finally found a place where people understand me in all my strangeness 😈
anyways enough of the sappy stuff, 2025 will be so so so much better for all of us, I can feel it
get tickled, punk <3 😈🫵
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For trouble (make it double) can we have a version of the bar conversation where Nyx tells his friends that Regis thinks they are brothers?
Because I don't think many people know that Crowe and Nyx share their bio-father but not the mother, so it would be just the two of them making a meaningful eye contact, while Lib is just eyeing both of them like they're about to start trouble. The rest of their friends are not aware of the potential drama.
The evening was murky and lukewarm as Nyx finally found Libertus, Crowe, Pelna and Luche occupying the usual table in that little outdoor eatery they all frequented regularly. They sat there, cups of something steaming hot with a bitter smell in front of them, and a platter of striped meat covered in what counted as a sorry excuse of edible seaweed in this city, between them. They had clearly been waiting for him.
Without so much as a greeting or paying attention to his friends' curious faces he stole Libertus' cup, who only gave a token of resistance, and drank it down in two large gulps as he plopped down on the only free chair left. It scalded his tongue but he didn't really care. This hot the strong bitter-leaf tea was even semi-palatable. He was kind of put out, however, that it wasn't alcohol. Nyx set the cup down harder than he needed to, proceeded to lay his head on the table and groan pitifully. Bellowing laughter was his answer and if looks could kill every single one of his friends would be dead now.
“Where's the alcohol?” he asked – more like whined but he would never admit to it – and forced himself to sit up when Pelna set a cup in front of him without a word. Had he mentioned that he was his favourite friend right now?
Nyx took a sip from the cup – it was something that burned all the way down, cheap and Lucian – and as he finally looked up again, saw four faces in front of him with expressions ranging from exasperated to down right ready to strangle him. He resisted the urge to needle them a bit, if only to evade the dreaded subject for a few seconds more. They all stared at each other for a bit longer until Libertus made a noise at the back of his throat.
“Shit, man. What by the Depths happened? The last time you looked at me like that...” he didn't finish the sentence and shook his head, clear worry in his eyes now.
“It was a shit show from the very start,” Nyx forced himself to say and took another burning mouthful of the cheap alcohol. It tasted like piss. Or worse. He hadn't quite decided that yet.
“It's the royal house of Lucis we're talking about here. What did you expect? Also, aren't you going to take that out?” Luche gestured at the left side of his head where the debtor's braid still hung, heavier than it had any right to be.
Nyx grimaced and tugged at it. “Have to go back later. And I need you to come with, Crowe.” Which was also the reason why he hadn't changed out of his service dress yet. Still, he finally shrugged out of the overcoat with its stiff collar and heavy black and grey fabric. Luckily what he wore underneath that was made of breathable fabric and light, even with its long sleeves, the black colour and the intricate silver embroidery on it. The latter a poor attempt at cultural acknowledgement. There was no rhyme nor reason to the patterns that would normally be carefully arranged in meaningful compositions mostly used on the northern islands. The most one could read out of it was 'Prosperity for Death' if one squinted and tilted the head just so.
"Awwww. You need me to hold your hand?" Crowe teased, however there was an undercurrent of worry in her voice. Her magic pinged at him, promising support. Nyx shot her a grateful look.
"What? Why?" Libertus asked and managed to sound indignant and put out at once.
Oh, how to answer that? Nyx shot Crowe another look, heavy and deliberate. She blinked, first in question, then in realisation, and groaned. Libertus looked between them both, head swivelling rapidly.
"Well, shit," he said. "What do you plan to do now?"
Nyx and Crowe exchanged another look before both shrugged at the exact same time with the exact same facial expression.
"Not much we can do but comply," Nyx said taking another gulp of alcohol. "We knew this would happen sooner ot later the moment we entered Insomnia."
"Woha, stop right there," Pelna cut in, both hands raised like he could touch their words to make sense of them. "What exactly is going on here?"
"I would like to know as well," Luche said, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed and eyes calculating.
Crowe looked at Nyx. "Coerl's out of the jungle with this one. Do you want tell them or should I?"
Nyx gestured towards her. "By all means. I already had to sit through one meeting with the King, and I'll probably do the talking when we get back again in a bit."
"Better you than her," Libertus muttered.
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"
"Guys! Hey, guys! I know you love to bicker, but please, stop stalling," Pelna cut in yet again. For once it was clear he was reaching the end of his patience. Whatever instinctual response had been laying on Nyx's tongue, died a swift death at the look in his friend's eyes.
"Nyx is my brother," Crowe said, rolling her eyes. The words landed bewteen them in a graceless heap. Both Pelna and Luche looked mildly confused.
"That is not news to us," Luche said.
Libertus snorted.
Crowe shook her head and looked at Luche like he was a toddler. "No, no. He is my brother."
And here Crowe put extra emphasis on the word brother. Fatrun. She had used 'fatrun' and not 'tahrun'. Both meant 'brother', though their context was different.
"That... explains a lot," Pelna said into the shocked silence.
Nyx and Crowe gave identical shrugs. Libertus groaned. "Do you know how hard it is to herd two of them? I'm only one Ostium."
"There certainly is a resamblance shared between them," Luche said, eyeing the siblings with a calculating eye. "I am guessing that whatever the King wants you for, has something to do with your shared parent?"
"You know, Luche, you've always been way too sharp," Nyx said.
#ask#raven-6-10#ffxv#born into the wilds#trouble (make it double)#children of mors au#the stuff above the cut is directly from bitw#chapter 5#nyx ulric#crowe altius#libertus ostium#pelna khara#luche lazarus#snippet#geist writes#geist answers
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I invited all of you guys to a tea party, what desert or snacks are you eating <:)
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Lambe: weird foods (pickled asparagus and beets)
Mal: sweet tooth (sweets and tea)
Rem: bitter/metallic (coffee, dark chocolatey desserts, cannibal snacks)
we don’t,, talk about Rem’s cannibal tendencies,,
- ☀️
#answered asks#three shepherds art#🪶 art#the three shepherds#Nyx’s brain so big for using the crowns as cups bc that’s absolutely what we can do w them#the crown can turn into anything !!!!!! I love it sm#cult of the lamb#cotl#lambsona#cotl fanart#cult of the lamb fanart#cotl lambsona#cotl oc#cotl lamb#cotl au#cotl art#cult of the lamb au#cult of the lamb lambsona#cult of the lamb lambert#the lamb#cotl the lamb#cult of the lamb headcanons#cotl headcanons
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gay
I went on a little trip down askbox lane (i have. so many. unanswered asks) and decided to answer my oldest ask
This is it folks
I present to thee the oldest ask in my askbox
..........I'm gay⁉️ who knew :3
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On that trojan war au thing you're writing. 1. What are the tags for it, cause I'm super interested! And would love to read what you have so far! 2. "And Odysseus is a much grimmer darker man due to his home being one of the places that were first swallowed up by Erebus" - I wanna know more about this. Please tell me more.
Oh , wow, I'm so flattered! I'm very happy it sounds appealing to you <33 This work is a huge passion project of mine so I'm always glad to talk more and more about it, especially since there are many aspects occurring in the background (such as the alternate fates of the main players of the Trojan Conflict) which I cannot properly cover or even explain within the events of the novel itself.
That said: 1) If you mean tags as in ao3 - unfortunately, this work isn't on ao3 my friend :( As I said above, these are elements and concepts in the greek mythology based-fantasy novel I'm currently writing (the concept of which I outlined here in the introductory post of my novel concept!) As for wanting to read whatever writing I currently have available: I currently have three fics available on ao3 that are written in my Pursuing Daybreak verse!
The Prince and Princess series deal with a young Apollo and Artemis and the many consequences they face after Apollo has slain Python. The two works uploaded right now are Exeunt Phoebus Apollo which covers the murder trial of Python and Manent Apanchomene Artemis which covers the intense feelings of helplessness and alienation Artemis experiences after Apollo returns from his banishment and is completely changed. Both of these have themes of family, grief and relationship exploration at their heart.
The third bit of writing I have up is quite outdated but does cover the immediate aftermath of Hyacinthus' death. It's called A Petal Falleth and features Apollo making one of those Big Silly Decisions that have completely unintended but extremely important consequences: namely, instead of the larkspurs being made of Hyacinthus' spilt blood, Apollo anchors the boy's soul to the flowers so Thanatos wouldn't take him. Like the Dawn is also set in this world but because it is nsfw in nature, I wouldn't recommend it as easily as the other three bits of writing. If you don't mind the whole naked men thing though, I'd definitely suggest reading Like the Dawn for a better idea of what my current writing is like (along with eventually getting to see characters like Hector, Andromache and Cassandra/Helenus) Like the Dawn's themes are also different to the other three works with it focusing more on the power dynamics of a god/mortal relationship, exploring masculinity and masculine sexuality and self discovery.
The running theme here, of course, is that all of these bits of writing are centered on Apollo/Artemis or Hyacinth because my novel itself is centered around them. There are, of course, other important characters and figures like Eros, Psyche, Penthesilea and Iaso (one of Asclepius' daughters) but while there is the definite presence of characters from the Trojan War they most certainly aren't at the center of the novel (and the ones that are aren't the Greeks but rather the Trojans i.e Hector, Alexander, Andromache, Cassandra, Helenus, Aeneas, so on and so forth.)
2) The basis of the apocalypse in my work is cosmological! Due to Apollo's err-- untimely departure, there's no longer anyone maintaining the axis of the heavens or the navel of the earth. Because of this, Erebus - whose darkness is usually kept firmly in the spaces between the realms - begins to spill out into both the heavens and the earth. The beasts of Erebus (referring primarily to the Seven Curses - Old Age, Misery, Deceit, Violence etc etc) consume, torment and destroy whatever is inside of Erebus' darkness and Ithaca, as one of the islands on the far edge of the world, was one of the very first places that were devoured in this manner. Odysseus was visiting the Argives at the time for a festival and had left the pregnant Penelope at home since he didn't want her to suffer through the voyage in discomfort. He only finds out about the destruction of Ithaca after it had already been consumed when Athena personally interrupts a feast to warn both him and Diomedes. Needless to say, Odysseus, like everyone else, assumes that everyone on Ithaca has died and thusly is a very, very different man in terms of humour and comport. A part of him still stubbornly clings to the belief that Penelope managed to escape - that she was smart and resourceful enough to see the end approaching and do her best to escape - but that doesn't stop him from being dour for the majority of the time. Diomedes does his best to keep his spirits up in the meantime. Without him around, Odysseus is something of a black hole when it comes to the oppressiveness of his discontent though he does manage to lighten up when in the company of Helen, Clytemnestra and even Menelaus on occasion.
#ginger answers asks#ginger chats about greek myths#Diomedes did a lot to coax Odysseus out of his initial shock when Athena delivered the news#Pretty much the only thing that stuck was Ody getting into the habit of whittling wooden horses and ships#He used to speak to Penelope's stomach and tell a bunch of stories about his youth and adventures#Now he speaks to himself while he's whittling because it makes him feel like he's still speaking to Telemachus#Ody doesn't grieve Penelope at all btw He refuses to behave like she's dead until the gods personally tell him or he sees a body#DIomedes very much thinks it's unhealthy and is very worried for his bestie but he's very deliberately left that topic for Helen#and Clytemnestra to deal with. Like he punches things he can't really do that for Ody's mental health alas#pursuing daybreak posting#The Seven Curses all have names btw#And Erebus isn't really doing anything malevolently either#The gods carved the world sky and ocean out of the darkness - it's their responsibility to maintain it#Of course Nyx and Himera originally held the job of keeping Erebus' darkness at bay#But that power is one that's been broken up and passed down between the generations to prevent precisely this event from happening#Nyx's Night and Himera's Day was first given to Ouranos so he could govern the boundary between the world and the darkness without fail#Ouranos' daughters received Night - specifically Theia and Phoebe#and his sons received Day - namely Hyperion and Coeus#Apollo - ever the overachiever however - ends up being overwhelmingly endowed with these attributes and then some considering#he also gets Delphi - the center of the earth - when he slays Python#So when he errr left to get some milk so to speak - the entire order of things went with him#The remaining balance-keepers are Hecate and Artemis and both of them are Night which is too close to Erebus anyway#So y'know things aren't good like at all LMFAO#Anyway I talked a lot - thank you very much again for asking!! If you have any more questions let me know :D#ginger rambles#odysseus#apollo#erebus#diomedes#greek mythology
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