#aletheia-nyx

[redux-iterum]

On the topic of deer, if a human or a car were to kill a deer in the Clan territory, and the cats found the carcass right afterwards (so they know it's fresh, not rotting or sick) would they eat it? Since its pretty much inconceivable that the cats could take a deer down themselves, I feel like outside forces would be the only way this scenario could occur.

It's an amusing thought to imagine a Clan just gathered around a deer carcass having an absolute feast for as long as it lasts.

It's got to have happened at some point - or at least they grabbed a bit of it for the Clan. Just tear off chunks of the thing and bring it home. Good meat oughtn't go to waste!

[magdalene-spirit]

The in-between

(Between the moment before & the next)

Is the X

The source of creativity

Of manifestation

Of birthing possibility

Into actuality

You are that

That constructs the bridge

Between what was

And what shall be

Somewhere in there

You as consciousness

Have the capacity

To make a decision

And follow through

With a concrete & practical step

And step by step you create

The world you wish

To see

[theamazingmaddyas]

Okay, so for my own fanfictions, most of which take place post-TOA and therefore post-Percy "claim your children" Jackson and Jason "honor minor gods" Grace, I made myself a spreadsheet of all the cabins I believe could plausibly be at Camp Half-Blood, and ended up with a whopping 270, and there's probably more dieties whom I couldn't find any information on, and some dieties whom I don't believe would have a cabin (ex. Kronos) (if you think I should add someone comment) and decided to paste it here, since I don't feel comfortable sharing my original spreadsheet. I did add the water dieties, even though their kids could also plausibly go to the underwater camp, but I've decided to give them the option of what camp they want. I also didn't copy their domains, but I have the list from my research, so you can ask if you'd like, I'll be glad to explain! Most of my research was from Theoi Project - Greek Mythology, and Brittanica, and probably some others I've since forgotten, so if you know any good Greek Mythology resourses and books, please share!

Here's some symbols before we begin:

* - virgin goddess. I added them because Athena and Artemis already have cabins (and Athena kids by magical means)

" - Dieties whom have faded in the series. Their cabins are more memorials to them.

Additionally there are 2 dieties named Thalia, (1) Thalia refers to the muse, the goddess of comedies, and (2) Thalia refers to the goddess of festivities and banquet

Zeus

Hera

Poseidon

Demeter

Ares

Athena*

Apollo

Artemis*

Hephestus

Aphrodite

Hermes

Dionysus

Hades

Iris

Hypnos

Nemesis

Nike

Hebe

Tyche

Hecate

Rhea

Hestia*

Calliope

Clio

Urania

(1) Thalia

Melpomene

Polyhymnia

Erato

Euterpe

Terpsichore

Musica

Persephone

Despoina

Morpheus

Epiales

Thanatos

Aristaeus

Asclepius

Epione

Hygeia

Panaceia

Aegle

Iaso

Aceso

Telesphorus

Eris

Phobos

Deimos

Peitharchia

Alastor

Alce

Hybris

Ioke

Lyssa

Palioxis

Phrice

Phyge

Polemus

Proioxis

Alala

Homodos

Cydoimus

Democracia

Dicaiosyne

Dike

Nomus

Eunomia

Pradaxide

Arete

Homonoia

Adicia

Horcus

Neicea

Poena

Bia

Kratos

Zelos

Phthonus

Agon

Anaideia

Ate

Cacia

Coalemus

Corus

Dolus

Dysnomia

Dyssebia

Oizys

Prophasis

Ptocheia

Thrasus

Soteria

Soter

Paregoros

Sophrosyne

Porus

Ponus

Plutus

Euthenia

Aedos

Aeschyne

Aletheia

Anance

Angelia

Caerus

Calocagathia

Eirene

Ececheiria

Elpis

Epiphron

Eucleia

Eudaemonia

Gelus

Eupheme

Euphrosyne

Eupraxia

Eusebia

Euthymia

Eutychia

Ctesius

Hesychia

Sophia

Techne

Eleus

Penia

Pistis

Phthisis

Pheme

Ossa

Penthus

Ania

Morus

Momus

Apate

Limus

Achos

Aergia

Adephagia

Amechania

Aporia

Geres

Eros

Aglaea

Anteros

Calleis

Charis

Harmonia

Hedone

Himerous

Philia

Philopharosyne

Philotes

Pothussexual

Hedylogus

Peitho

Amphitrite

Triton

Kymopoleia

Rhode

Benthesikyme

Aegaeus

Argyra

Calliste

Capheira

Keto

Kharybdis

Delphin

Proteus

Eidothea

Electra

Thaumas

Eurybia

Glaucus

Helle

Leucothea

Palaemon

Phorcys

Thallasa

Thoosa

Triteia

Tritonis

Tethys

Nereus

Doris

Thetis

Psamathe

Galateia

Eudora

Aeolus

Boreas

Zephryos

Notos

Euros

Khione

Oreithyia

Hesperus

EosphorusVenus

Phainon

Phaethon

Pyroeis

Stilbon

Aether

Arce

Astraeus

Asteria

Eos

Hemera

Nyx

Herse

Helios"

Selene"

Pan"

Aix"

Ganymede

Britomartis*

Oupis*

Loxo*

Hekaerge*

Ariadne

Comus

Thysa

Thyone(formally Semele)

Telete

(2) Thalia

Pompe

Epidotes

Pherespondos

Lykos

Pronomos

Pyrrhichus

Priapus

Phales

Oxylus

Nesi

Methe

Melisseus

Kortymbos

Autonoe

Eileithyia

Carmanor

Carme

Chrysothemus

Daeira

Eleusis

Macaria

Melinoe

Charon

Lethe

Acheron

Gorgyra

Cocyrys

Pyriphlegethon

Styx

Leto

Anchiale

Anytus

Dione

Epimetheus

Eurynome

Aura

Lelantos

Mnemosyne

Melete

Aiode

Perses

Phoebe

Prometheus

Theia

Themes

So that's my list. I don't really have a rhyme or reason for why each number is each, but I did clump together gods with similar domains because that's where they were easiest to find in my research... I honestly think kids of minor gods are very underused in TOA fics, and even in PJO and HOO to an extent. Jillie, my nine year old daughter of Gelus with a contageous laugh? One of my fave OCs.

As for Roman gods and goddess, I'm not as knowledgable, but hopefully I'll make a spreadsheet for plausable godly parents, though unlike CHB it doesn't need to be organized as there's just Cohorts. I don't write Camp Jupiter fics all that often, but it'll be a good resource to have if I choose to.

[grimdarkandhandsome]

The Twelve Storygods of the Mountaintop

From the Throne Room of the Mountaintop Palace reigns the insurmountable Aletheia Dao Brahman, storygod of Truth. She is a skeleton queen, robed in black & crowned with stars. From her bony right hand she scatters flashcards like rectangular petals. In her left hand is a phone with 999 notifications.

Above the Throne Room stretches the First Tower. Herein reigns foreign Morpheus, storygod of Dreams. He rules imagination, fiction, & all that is not.

The doors on the left lead to the Vault of Words, the redoubt of coy Nyx Hekate, storygod of Secrets. We will earn some of her million treasures in time, but some we will never know.

Upstairs in the Tower of Words ponders eternal Thoth, storygod of Knowledge. Birdheaded, he reads, earmarking pages with his long beak. Half-empty bookshelves ring him, the gaps awaiting texts he has not yet won from Nyx.

The glass Vault of Splendor is the temple of obligatory Anubis, storygod of Ethics. By law he cannot bloody his sword, save against a sword that is already bloodied.

Above in the Tower of Splendor dances friend Baldur, storygod of Beauty. He wove thorns into a crown for himself.

Down in the Palace's Vault of Blades paces Taker Osiris, storygod of Death. His green, scarred palms are calloused with knowledge of every weapon: of the knife, of the tumor, of the arrhythmia.

Aloof in the Tower of Blades, distinct Eris, storygod of Differences, conducts her experiments. Nine of her fingers are divine, but one is beyond divine, something new.

Baldur's mother lives in the Vault of the Heart: skyspanning Venus, storygod of Love. Her stride knows not distance; she is on the threshold of every star.

Above her, the concrete Tower of the Heart houses Brother Deimos, storygod of Fear. He gazes longingly at the neighboring Tower of Blades. Eris declined to marry him, but offered to be his in the winters & take other lovers in the summers. Wary Deimos said no.

The uncharted Labyrinthine Vault was long thought uninhabited, an ecosystem of paradoxes & exceptions. Now it is haunted by Unexpected Coyote, storygod of Surprises. He spends a lot of time off-Mountaintop, stalking humans who have almost finished inventing new jokes.

A hidden stair connects to the Tower of the Labyrinth above, home of clearheaded Athene Saraswati, storygod of Reason. She carries a notebook in her left hand & a titanium spear in her right. She wears sensible shoes.

[marley-warriors]

Oh my goodness, it works! The hyperlink! Listen, I'm excited cause I know nothing of technology and I type with one finger.

Anyway, Chapter 16 - Bird With The Broken Wing

(Lots of fluff, I promise. First half of chapter below.)

Glinting fangs pierced through veils of shadowed darkness. They contorted into twisted smiles as blood dripped into streams, which grew into rivers of molten lava. Eyes like burning stars flickered in the distance, their fiery gaze bearing down on Aletheia. They multiplied, expanding into infinity - stars becoming fire, fire becoming blinding heat.

A scream caught in her throat, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out.

Twisting around, red eyes pierced through the veil of smoke, vanishing every time she tried to track their movements. Aletheia tried to reach for her Staff, yet her hands felt limp. She looked down. Thread pierced her hands and feet, while a noose uplifted her head. The strings tugged, lifting her limp arms without any resistance. The noose tugging at her neck drew her gaze upward, out of the dark hole. A massive puppet bracket floated above her, moving her limbs with calculated precision.

She was nothing more than a puppet on a string, devoid of freedom and choice.

A dream. A nightmare. Wake… please.

The laughter of two shadows echoed out, distant, yet close enough to hear the maliciousness of their joy.

“Hybrids. Who would have thought?”

“Forget the Fire. This is the ultimate weapon. This is what we have been searching for.” The words echoed off the walls, masculine and feminine, haunting the recess of her mind with scheming and menacing chuckles.

Eyes settled upon her, watching her like a slave at auction, a mere possession without voice or purpose.

“Daughter of Zeus. Hybrid. What a vile half-breed,” Atlas’ voice rang out, seeming larger than life as he loomed above Aletheia like a giant. “Be careful, Aletheia. Even immortals die. The living dead may walk as we do, but by nightfall, they will sink their teeth into the hearts of those inviting them with promises of eternal life.”

Atlas’s form flickered, his imposing figure fading like a candle’s flame. In its place emerged a shadowed figure - Loki. His silence was more terrifying than any words. He stared at her with unblinking eyes, hand darting forward with serpentine speed. His fingers curled into a fist as they plunged into her chest, and for a brief, agonising moment, she felt his hand twisting inside her.

Her heart - gone. Torn from her body, leaving only a hollow, gaping void. Aletheia stared at the bloody palm Loki held before her; her heart clenched tight within. The tears of blood trickling down his grim face were the last thing she saw before fire engulfed them both.

Aletheia awoke with a strained gasp, untangling her legs from her bed sheets as she sat up. Sweat beaded her forehead, and strands of hair clung to her skin. But more importantly, her heart drummed within her chest - alive and beating . But the memory of the void, the emptiness, still lingered.

A nightmare. Just a nightmare.

Relief flooded her before freezing as she spotted him.

Loki.

He sat at the foot of her bed, eyes reflecting the moonlight like a cat - a predator prowling in the dark. Nyx seemed to accompany his spiel, reflective eyes almost as bright as Loki’s.

“It was just a nightmare. You are safe. Breathe,” Loki’s voice soothed in gentled whispers, guiding her with audible breaths. He sat before her, maintaining enough distance as to not loom above her, but close enough to see the deep concern etched upon his forehead.

Who exactly had she let into her room?

Aletheia reorientated herself – safe within the sanctuary of her bedchambers. Moonlight cast a soft glow into her room, almost comforting in its silver embrace. Loki’s own eyes, previously unsettling, seemed to harbour the glow of the moon, shimmering softly in the darkness alongside his markings. “Are you alright?”

Aletheia regarded Loki with a weariness spurred by fatigue and previous disappointment. “I am well. No need to concern yourself with my welfare.”

Loki seemed taken aback by her words, his hand hovering as if seeking permission to touch her. Yet Aletheia drew the covers over herself, shunting any chance for skin contact. Loki lowered his hand with an almost inaudible sigh. “I get them too – nightmares. Sometimes, I awaken with a cold sweat and strained breath, wondering if I’ve awoken at all.” He looked over Aletheia with gentle eyes, lifting his hand anew to gently rest his palm atop her blanket, firm yet comforting. “Do you wish to speak of it?”

“It’s nothing,” Aletheia whispered, the hostility slowly seeping from her voice as her heartbeat steadied with the understanding that danger was not imminent. “My mind is simply… restless from my time in Hades.”

Loki might be many things – a trickster, a prankster, at times, a crude man, but he was no threat. Not to her. No – he was a friend.

Was.

What he was now – that was the question she had yet to answer. But until she knew for certain it served her best to guard her heart and her trust, lest he melt away her defences like walls of wax. Heaven knew he could, and the look of utter concern and worry carved into his gentle eyes already threatened to undo the makeshift walls she had built.

In truth, the walls seemed to come crumbling down the very moments she first heard the whispered plea of ‘ Angroboda ’ before looking upon the ghost haunting her hopes and dreams, tumbling into her room when she had least expected him.

The events of the night before had seemed like a dream of mere desire, yet they felt so very tangible in Loki’s presence, feeling the soothing strength of his arms as he rubbed her shoulder.

“Why did you only return now? Where were you?” The question tumbled out of her mouth before she had thought it through, yet she had to know. She needed to know why her only friend had forsaken her so suddenly, merely for a crime over which she held no power.

Loki took a weighed breath as he shuffled on Aletheia’s bed to make himself more comfortable. His words were free from lies, only allowing truth to flow from his lips. He shared his predicament about how Havi’s council had voted against him. Aletheia listened quietly without interruption, nodding along as the pieces seemed to click into place within her mind, accepting his words and apologies. But it did not explain one thing. Where had his letters gone?

“…You’re here now… Why return while our nations are at war?”

“I never stopped looking for you, Aletheia. This was my earliest opportunity,” Loki explained, eyes thoughtful as he gazed upon Aletheia with utmost care. “Havi has given me a job. I thought it a chance to seek out your whereabouts.” The question must have been evident in Aletheia’s eyes as Loki continued before she could probe him further.

“Havi sent me. It seems Gullveig has returned – refusing to submit to the shadows I encaged her in.” Loki lowered his gaze briefly, shrugging his shoulders. “It sounds ridiculous, but supposedly, she defeated a beast and almost bested Hades.” He returned his gaze to Aletheia with a sheepish smile as he scratched his head.

Yet the words struck her mute, sitting stiffly in her bed. Cautiously, she tried to conceal her surprise, mind reeling as she considered her options. “I see,” she nodded, taking in Loki’s measure. “Is it true? Did you really eat her heart?”

Loki drew back in response. Tilting his head, he tried to conceal the hurt in his posture and expression. Instead of answering her, he asked a question of his own, seemingly careful to mask the offence in his voice. “What do you think?” Yet, despite his best efforts, imputation seeped into his accusing glare.

Aletheia held his challenging gaze, debating the question within her mind. The Loki she knew would go to any lengths to achieve his goal. Admittedly, it was a part of him she admired, rarely finding herself surrounded by Isu who offered their all to achieve their goal. Unlike other Isu, Loki chased after his objectives, rather than awaiting his dues with a sense of entitlement.

“I believe you are a man who will do anything to achieve his goal by any means necessary…” The look on Loki’s face stung her, feeling the betrayal seeping from his body before she had the chance to finish her observations.

“That said, you think outside the box, seeking ever more creative solutions to your problems. Eating a heart is a bold solution, and if you did so, it would only have been as a last resort. But I believe you found a better way to entrap her.”

Loki quirked a brow before lowering his gaze. Softly, he admitted, “I did not eat her heart, lest I be no different from my own father. At least not physically. But I do keep her hugr with me.” Loki frowned slightly at himself as he rose from the bed, stepping over to his discarded armour to rummage through his sparse belongings.

“This is the Heart,” he whispered, as if speaking too loudly might awaken its essence. “It bought me my freedom, my life, and my blood-oath.” He sat back on the edge of the bed, tossing the Piece of Eden in the air before catching it repeatedly, like a juggler warming up for their act. Chuckling drily, he looked over the crimson Orb, its vibrations humming softly in his palm. “I have an ego that needs feeding, and this Heart sates me well…”

Aletheia watched in stunned silence, eyes tracing over the golden veins pulsing against the crimson glow of the Heart. He had shown her this artifact before, at the meeting with Poseidon. At the time, she had not realised that he meant the word ‘Heart’ literally.

Loki tossed the Orb back to his belongings with a shrug, gaze averted. “I cannot be other than who I am. Fate has written this saga for me.” A short pause interrupted his thoughts as he turned to face her, a hopeful smile dancing across his eyes. “Yet… you have glimpsed this darkness in a tapestry of many colours, and stuck at my side nonetheless…”

There was much to unpack within Loki’s words and body language, yet Aletheia’s mind circled back to her most pressing predicament. Loki may not have eaten Gullveig, but he dispensed an immortal with ease. And he could do so again.

“You are an Isu. I would be more surprised if you did not have an ego to feed. But your perception of Fate is rather convenient, isn’t it? Serving as a mere justification for your actions,” She scolded softly.

Aletheia wondered if Loki knew what a Diplomat was supposed to be. Was he even a Diplomat? Or was it a mere ruse? All evidence pointed towards him being a bounty hunter or murder-for-hire. Yet her heart screamed differently, clashing with the fears of her mind.

Sooner or later, Loki would realise that his new target sat before him.

Loki studied Aletheia with a nonchalant rebuttal. “Am I to attribute blame to myself then? I merely walk the path Fate has assigned me. I do not seek to manipulate it for my own gains, but if the opportunity presents itself, I’ll be poised to strike.”

Aletheia shook her head softly. Loki’s words seemed a contradiction. The nightmare was still fresh on her mind, and the dark shadows of her room seemed rather threatening tonight.

But… this was Loki. He would not hurt her. He had cared more than any other and gone further than any other Isu ever dared. Aletheia realised then that she had already made her decision before she’d ever asked the question.

“You have returned for ‘Gullveig’s’ heart.” Aletheia clasped Loki’s chin with her palm, forcing him to face her as her other hand guided their intertwined hands to her beating heart. “Here it is,” she whispered, feeling her heart pounding faster against the touch of Loki’s palm.

There was something liberating in choosing for herself – herself only. Liberation lay in choosing to forgive, to trust, and submit her life, not knowing what this act would be met with. Would it be love? Betrayal? Nothing? She would accept the result because it was her action driving the narrative. It was her power to start anew and find liberation in the beauty of the unknown uncertainties of life.

What he did with her heart, well, that was up to him now.

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The words spun within Loki’s mind, reeling on an endless loop, yet they failed to provide meaning and context. They made no sense. Loki’s eyes blinked slowly before rising to meet Aletheia’s with visible confusion.

“You?” Doubt strained his vocals. “You are immortal? You fought the beast?” Gently, Loki’s fingers traced soothing circles over her chest, tender and delicate in his touch.

He leaned in closer as he searched her for scars, fingers trembling slightly upon her skin. Her heart seemed to beat stronger at his proximity, soothing his weary soul with its strong rhythm. Softly, his eyes fell shut, hardly hearing Aletheia’s response as his mind drifted with the sound of her grounding heartbeat.

Immortal. A dream shared . If she was immortal, no one, no one , could hurt her . Not Havi, but more importantly, not even himself. The vision of death and defeat had been mere lies – prophecies spun of mere insecurities.

“You… you have no idea what a relief this is,” Loki admitted with awed whispers. “No one can hurt you. Ever.”

Loki lifted his head again, his fingers brushing through Aletheia’s loose curls, marvelling at the softness of her silken hair. He had never touched human hair before. All Asgardian humans and criminals wore their heads shorn. Curiously, he wondered if this softness was unique to Aletheia or if it was a human trait inherited into her genes.

“Safe? I am scared Loki.” Aletheia shook her head, a weightiness clinging to the strain in her voice. “I never asked for this. I nearly killed my uncle, Hades.” Her gaze drifted as she watched Loki play with her hair. “Besides, not even an immortal is safe. You, for one, know how to kill an immortal.”

Her eyes seemed to plead for something, though Loki was not quite sure what assurances she sought. Yet he could sense her masked anxiety, swallowing the premature joy to acknowledge her concerns.

“Which also means I know how to protect an immortal,” Loki assured more sternly, gaze narrowing as he intended to convey a silent promise in his words. “No one will hurt you. No one will touch you. I swear it.”

Aletheia’s brows met quizzically. “What of your mission? You, the diplomat who acts more as a bounty hunter than a harbinger of peace and treaty. Is it not your task to return to Asgard with my heart?”

He had left her once before, for too stupid a reason – never again would he make that mistake. Time apart had indeed shown him where his priorities lie – and they lay right in front of him, curtained in fierce fire.

A grin spread across Loki’s features as he sat straighter with confidence. “Oh, make no mistake Aletheia. I came for your heart, and I am not leaving without it.”

“I do not understand…” Aletheia deflated, the confusion evident in her slouched body language. She pulled her knees against her chest, forcing Loki to remove his hand as she shifted before him.

He nudged her gently, taking her hand in his and guiding it to rest against his chest.

His heart drummed strong and unwavering against the confines of its prison. “You stole my heart,” Loki barely whispered, reverence showering his words. “As a Judge, surely you understand that the only fair compensation is to give me yours in return.”

Aletheia’s chuckle seemed to come with some relief, a rosy blush gracing her cheeks. “Self-defence. You trespassed upon my dwelling. How else was I to disarm you?”

Humour was not necessarily the answer Loki had expected… but hearing her laughter compensated for the lack of acceptance or acknowledgement of his bare feelings.

Aletheia readjusted herself on her bed before resting her head against Loki’s chest, sighing deeply as he lowered his own head onto hers. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her with a promise of safety.

They held each other’s embrace for a stolen moment, with Loki wishing to be frozen in time.  Aletheia’s breath slowly steadied in his arms, gently placing her back against her pillow. Loki studied her with growing fatigue, not understanding how or why she was immortal – yet he did not care. All that mattered was that she was safe from the cruel weaves of Fate. The sight was one he could get used to, softly working up the courage to confide his feelings – tomorrow. Tomorrow could be the day.

He quietly laid down beside her, voice hushed as his lips quivered and trembled at the power contained within mere words.

“I love you, Angroboda.”

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Aletheia rustled in her sheets as the very first rays of golden dawn seeped softly into her room, bathing her suit in the warm glow of a promising day. The events of the night before had seemed like a dream of mere desire as she stretched softly before glancing over to the other side of her bed.

There, sprawled in a tangle of her sheets, lay Loki. Splayed on his belly, his chest rose and fell with the rhythmic hum of deep slumber. His face was almost entirely obscured by his locks of hair as he rested on his arms. The pillow previously at the head of the bed had somehow found itself beneath his bent knee. The sight earned a silent chuckle, suppressing her amusement to avoid spoiling Loki’s slumber.

Despite all concerns, she had found her truest rest in the embrace of Loki’s arms.

Her heart started beating slightly faster as she recalled the events of the previous night, simultaneously filled with joy, anxiety and dread. Aletheia sat up in bed, sheets rustling softly as she looked upon the serene face beside her.

As silently as she could muster, Aletheia rose to her feet, taking her first steps past Loki. She could have sworn she had not made a sound, yet Loki stirred with a soft grunt, shifting on the bed before he lifted his head with half-open eyes, the sleepy haze in his gaze clearing as his lips parted upon the sight of Aletheia.

“Angroboda,” he whispered, vocals deep and thick with morning gruffness. “Not a dream, I hope…”

She smiled slightly, whispering back apologetically, “It’s me – our dreaming hours are over. Sorry for awakening you.” The husk deepness of his voice had caught her by surprise, averting her gaze as Loki’s sleepy eyes grew bolder with their mischievous glint.

“I think the dream is only just beginning,” Loki murmured, rolling onto his back to look up at her more clearly.

The early rays of golden sun danced over half of Loki’s face, painting his tan skin in its golden glow. Cast in this light, it appeared as if his skin itself were crafted from the finest bronze, like a masterful statue. The other half of his face remained in shadow, cool tones sharpening his features. There was something almost poetic about the contrast, like a dichotomy come to life.

Aletheia lowered herself on the bed beside him, her loose hair falling over her shoulder as she leaned over Loki with a warm smile.

All the while, Loki’s eyes never left hers. Within them swirled the icy howl of winter, turbulent and unpredictable as a snowstorm - yet there was beauty in the chaos of this storm.

Loki’s lips parted slightly, whispered awes seemingly escaping the fullness of his lips as he sought out words. He pushed himself up onto his elbows, drawing closer until the warmth of his breath could be felt against her skin, chasing away the crispness of morning. “You are so beautiful… not even elves plucked straight from the skies could compare to your splendour.” All the while, they never lost eye contact, intermingled in a dance of hope and desire, fearing that pulling away might break the magic of the moment.

The intensity of his gaze, the raw admiration in his voice, made her feel vulnerable yet cherished in a way that left Aletheia speechless. A heavy swallow followed as Aletheia sought words of her own, yet found no match, no way to express herself in words with the same ease as Loki did. “High praise from a man with your form. Thank you.”

Loki’s lips tugged into a smile, broad and warm, as his gaze remained on Aletheia. “If I could freeze time and re-live only one moment, it might be this. Yet doing so would risk many more such mornings, for this is a sight I wish to behold all my days – and could never tire of.”

Aletheia felt a flush of heat creep up her cheeks, averting her gaze bashfully. All fears of the previous night washed away with the promise of his words. It was a world of wishes, perhaps, but very much a world she wished to be a part of.

Loki sat up, creating a little more space between them, though the air still felt charged with unspoken feelings. “Forgive me if I spoke out of turn,” he said, his voice lower now, tinged with a hint of self-consciousness. “My waking mind still drifts between the blurred lines of dreams and reality.”

“It was not out of turn,” Aletheia assured. “It’s just that… I do not know how to express myself as easily as you do.”

Loki nodded in understanding, his expression gentle. He rose to his feet, stretching his arms above his head, muscles flexing beneath his body-hugging nano-netting as he moved. Aletheia tried to keep her eyes respectful, but the way Loki’s side-eye and smirk caught her made it clear he didn’t mind the attention.

“I am sorry for falling asleep in your bed despite my lack of grooming,” Loki grumbled, more to himself than her, fingers tracing over the stubble lining his jaw. “I have burdened you long enough with the scent of grime and war.” His eyes glinted as he looked back upon her with a soft grin. “Do you know of any secluded places where a fugitive might enjoy a proper swim?”

She chuckled, appreciating the mischief in his tone. “I think I know just the place.”

A/N: Full chapter on AO3. Work's busy, but I'll try to update every 2 - 3 weeks, as usual. Also I really loved writing this chapter. :D can't believe it took me 90'000 words to finally get to the fluff I wanted to write xD.

[taminki]

Some of my more recent pieces for rp groups and Artfight. OC names and owners are in the image descriptions.

Pose references 1,3 and 8 are from DEJ3.

[ireneswanyu]

Yuzuru's costumes as Greek Mythological Figures.

White Legend as Άγγελος/Angelos. Daughter of Zeus & Hera who became an underworld goddess. {Άγγελος means angel}

POTO as Αθηνά/Athena. Goddess of reason, wisdom, intelligence, skill, peace, warfare, battle strategy, and handicrafts.

The Last Time Traveler as Αιθήρ/Aether. The god of light & the upper atmosphere. Aether was one of the primordial deities & the personification of the "upper sky".

Masquerade as Αλήθεια/Aletheia. The spirit of truth, truthfulness & sincerity. Αλήθεια can be translated as "disclosure" or "truth". The literal meaning of the word "αλήθεια" is: "the state of not being hidden // the state of being evident."

Origin 1.0 as Αρχή/Arche. The muse of origins & beginnings. {Αρχή can be translated as beginning/start or authority/principle}

Origin 2.0 as Απόλλωνας/Apollo. Olympian God of archery, music & dance, truth & prophecy, healing & manly beauty, the Sun & light, poetry & more.

Seimei as Άρης/Ares. God of courage and war. One of the Twelve Olympians.

Notte Stellata as Αστερί��/Asteria. A Titaness & Goddess of nocturnal oracles & falling stars. {Αστερία means the starry one}

Ten to Chi to as Γαία/Gaea. Personification of the Earth &one of the Greek primordial deities. {Γαία means "earth", sometimes also "land"}

H&L as Ελπίς/Elpis. The spirit of hope and expectation. Elpis was perhaps a child of Nyx & mother of Pheme, the goddess of fame, renown and rumor. {Ελπίς means hope}

Hana wa saku as the Εσπερίδες/Hesperides Nymphs of evening & golden light of sunsets. AKA Atlantides & Nymphs of the West. {Their name means originating from Hesperos: evening}

A Fleeting Dream as Καλλείς/Calleis. One of the Charites. Goddesses of charm, beauty, nature, human creativity, goodwill, and fertility. {Καλλείς means "beauty"}

Roncapu as Κοῖος/Coeus. God-Titan of intellect & the axis of heaven around which the constellations revolved. Related to Uranus (Sky) & Gaia (Earth).

LGC 1.0 as Ηδυλόγος/Hedylogos. God of sweet-talk & flattery & one of the winged love gods called the Erotes. {Ηδύς (sweet) + Λόγος (talk) = Ηδυλόγος: the one who talks sweetly to you}

LGC 2.0 as Ηδονή/Hedone. Hedone, daughter of Eros (personification of love) & Psyche (personification of the soul), is personified as a goddess of pleasure, enjoyment, and delight. {Ηδονή means "pleasure."}

Raison as Ηώς/Eos. Goddess personification of the Dawn.

Otonal 1.0 as Θεία/Thea. {means divine} A Titaness of sight & by extension the goddess who endowed gold, silver and gems with their brilliance & intrinsic value, Hyperion's sister.

Otonal 2.0 as Yπερίων/Hyperion. {means the one who flies beyond} A Titan & God of the sun.

Requiem as Μνημοσύνη/Mnemosyne. Titaness goddess of memory & remembrance & the mother of the 9 Muses. {The term Mnemosyne is derived from the word mnēmē, which means "remembrance, memory}

PW 1.0 as Νεφέλη/Nephele. Cloud Goddess. {Νεφέλη: from the word "νέφος" which means "cloud"}

PW 2.0 as Αύρα / Aura. Goddess of the breeze & the fresh, cool air of early morning {Αύρα means "breeze"}

Wind of words as Νυξ/Nyx. Primordial goddess (or personification) of the night. {Νυξ means 'Night'}

HYK as Περσεφόνη/Persephone. Queen of the Underworld. Goddess of death, life, grain, and destruction. According to the myth of her abduction, she is the embodiment of spring & the personification of vegetation.

Crystal Memories as Σελήνη/Selene. Personification of the Moon. {Σελήνη: moon}

LMEY 1.0 as Τερψιχόρη/Terpsichore. One of the 9 Muses & goddess of dance & chorus. {Τερψιχόρη: τέ��πω "delight" and χορός "dance"= the one who is delight in dancing.}

LMEY 2.0 as Εὐφροσύνη/Euphrosyne. Goddess of good cheer, joy and mirth. Euphrosyne was one of the Charites. Her name means: someone who is in high spirits ((merriment)).

Change as the river Φλεγέθων/Phlegethon. One of the 5 rivers of the underworld. {Φλεγέθων means "flaming"} {Other names: Πυριφλεγέθων/Pyriphlegethon, which means "fire-flaming"}

HNN 1.0 as Χλωρίς/Chloris. A nymph of spring, flowers & new growth. {Her name is derived from "χλωρός": fresh}

HNN 2.0 as Aνθεία/Anthea. Goddess of vegetation, gardens, blossoms, especially worshipped in spring. {Her name is derived from "άνθος": "flower" or "blossom".}

Etude as Ωκεανός/Oceanos or Oceanus. Titan god of the river. {Oceanos means ocean obviously}

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[katsutacle]

The Gods inside Holmes might be Mitra (also known as Mithra, Maitreya and Mithras) and Nyx or Mitra and Aletheia

I know Mithra from Hindu mythology! I have heard quite a bit about Theosophy's Maitreya and the Zoroastrian take on Mithra and I have to say in some ways it can be really fitting...

For Nyx I wasn't really understanding at first but I did ask one of Holmes/EXTRA's authors regarding the matter and it seems like a pretty good guess 🤔 admittedly I am not aware about Greek mythology at all... don't know anything about Aletheia (Google says it is the concept of disclosing the truth)

It is really interesting to speculate! A lot of guesses seem to play on the concept of 'truth and it's revealing', which does play into Holmes' nature...but the Apostles seem to take up a role contradictory to what their true self is, so I really wonder whether we are barking up the right tree or not....

Well! We can only find out in December! Hopefully?!

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Themis (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Mother of Justice, Lady of Counsel by the people of Olympius

My Hero by Athena

Mama by her daughters

The Brain by Zeus

Age- 40 (immortal)

Location- Athens, Olympius

Personality- She's shrewd, meticulous, methodical, practical, unbiased, analytical, and fair. She exudes a quiet formidable strength, seemingly never losing her cool. She’s single.

As the Titaness of justice, she has a few abilities like telepathy as well as sensing if someone is lying or telling the truth. She also has great battle prowess, being a flawless sword master.

She is fluent in all the languages spoken in Olympius.

Themis lives in Athens in a Greek-revival style mansion with her two younger daughters Eirene (goddess of peace) and Eunomia (goddess of law & legislation). The interior design of the mansion is very classy, sophisticated, & modern. The color scheme is nude, beige, cream, and caramel brown. The flooring (except her bedroom) is white marble. There's dark oak furniture in the dining room as well as leather & suede furniture in the living room. She also own a lakehouse in the Hearthwood neighborhood and even has an apartment suite at the royal palace!

Themis primarily gets around in her cream colored electric mini van. Even though her twins can teleport home, she enjoys driving them to & picking them up from school when she can.

A typical breakfast for her is when she makes shakshuka. She also likes a hot bowl of brown sugar oatmeal (topped with dates, pecans, & almonds), croissants lightly buttered with olive oil butter, or a bowl of Golly Grains pecan crunch cereal.

Her role as a mother is extremely important to her. She also provides counsel to her eldest daughter, Dike (goddess of justice).

Her go-to drink is a kerfa bel haleeb (cinnamon milk). She doesn't drink alcohol or do any drugs. She also likes coconut water, mango juice, ginger ale, apricot infused sparkling water, and coconut milk. Usuals from The Roasted Bean include a include a medium caramel frappuccino, a large roast coffee (with two sugars), & a olympian sized mango passionfruit splash.

Themis' main responsibility is serving as one of the judges in the Grand Olympian Court, the highest court in the entire country. Themis is a frequent writer of Athena's magazine, O Dianooumenos. She also writes op-ed pieces for The Oracle newspaper as well. She also teaches the civil & procedure class at the New Olympus School of Law.

She's never seen in public without her head covering- wearing it with pride, grace, and elegance.

Themis is good friends with Chrysanta (goddess of metal), Nyx (goddess of the night), Eusebeia (Bea) (goddess of piety, loyalty, duty, & filial respect), Phoebe (Titaness of prophecy, the moon, radiant intellect, & mystery), Hestia (goddess of the hearth), Elpis (goddess of hope), Coeus (Titan god of foresight, intellect, & knowledge), Axiótimos (god of honor), Eikono (goddess of iconography & literature), The Litae, Mnemosyne (Titaness of memory & language), Aletheia (goddess of truth), Pathos (god of emotion), and Nomos (god of laws).

Even though she wears a head covering, Themis still takes care of her long thick sable brown hair. She loves using the Glory's Crown pomegranate & honey shampoo, conditioner, deep conditioner as well as the ambrosia honey hair gloss.

Her best friend is also a fellow judge in the court, Praxidike (goddess of judicial punishment). Themis is also good friends with her best friend's husband Soter (god of safety).

She thinks that Poena (goddess of punishment) and her views on justice is "darker than the depths of Tartarus."

Themis dislikes Adikia (goddess of injustice & wrongdoing), Kakia (goddess of vice & moral wrongdoing), and Dyssebeia (goddess of impiety & ungodliness).

Long before Olympius came to be, she had a close friendship with Metis (Titaness of wisdom & counsel). Thetis is the only one who knows the truth of how her dear friend came to be "faded."

She's particularly fond of Zeus' daughters, Athena (goddess of wisdom) and Eileithyia (Ella) (goddess of childbirth) as well as Praxidike's eldest daughters‐ Arete (goddess of virtue, valor, and excellence) & Homonoia (goddess of concord). Themis is their godmother.

Themis is an executive producer on the quiz tv show started by Clio (muse of history). It's going to be releasing soon.

Her favorite meal is khan plov with pomegranate chicken served with almond couscous. She also likes Dike's pastitsio.

Her favorite sweet treat is butter pecan ice cream! She also likes pomegranate sorbet.

Themis' favorite dessert is the salted caramel baklava from Hollyhock's Bakery.

Themis' favorite pastimes includes acupuncture, sewing, petteia, threading, going to museums, yoga, reading (she's a huge bookworm), chess, checkers, fencing, horseback riding, and cooking.

"The fight for true justice is never-ending."

[gone-arai]

Daimones Part 1: Children of Zeus

In Greek mythology, there are various personified spirits called daimones. Eventually this word evolved into what we now know as “demon” (a word with negative connotations), but daimones weren’t necessarily “evil” spirits. Most of these daimones are the children of Nyx, Eris, or Zeus. In general, the daimon children of Zeus are personifications of morally good concepts, while the children of Nyx and Eris represent the malevolent forces which plague humans. Some daimones (like Hebe, the goddess of youth, or even Eris herself) were full fledged gods, while others were mere personifications with no mythology or cult.

Children of Zeus

Moirai: perhaps better known as the Fates, these three goddesses are the daughters of Zeus and Themis. Sometimes the Moirai were instead called children of Nyx.

Horai: goddesses of the seasons, these three goddesses (Dike, Eunomia, and Eirene) also represent the concepts of justice, lawful conduct, and peace respectively. They are the daughters of Zeus and the titan Themis.

Elder Kharites: goddesses of grace and beauty, these three goddesses (Algaia, Euphrosyne, and Thalia) were the daughters of Zeus and the Okeanis Eurynome. They represented glory, merriment, and festivity respectively. I have an in-depth post about the Elder and Younger Kharites here.

Litai: the personified spirits of prayers were the daughters and ministers of Zeus, and their opposite was Ate, the spirit of delusion. Homer calls them kourai or maidens rather than the daughters of Zeus, but it is likely they were thought of as his daughters seeing as he was the honorary father of all the theoi.

Hebe: the daughter of Zeus and Hera, Hebe is the goddess of youth as well as Hera’s cupbearer and the wife of Herakles.

Aletheia: the personification of truth was also, according to some, a daughter of Zeus. According to Aesop’s fables, she was created by Prometheus.

Kairos: the spirit of opportunity, Kairos is the youngest of Zeus’ divine sons. He was often represented with a long lock of hair hanging from his forehead, suggesting opportunity could be grasped only as it approached.

Likely Children of Zeus

Pistis: trust, honesty, and faith. She was one of the good spirits who escaped from Pandora’s box, abandoning humankind. 

Eusebeia: piety, wife of Nomos. 

Nomos: law, husband of Eusebeia. Dike was sometimes called their daughter, although Nomos was usually just an aspect of Zeus.

Dikaiosyne: righteousness, closely related to Dike

Kalokagathia: nobility and goodness, associated with Arete

Epidotes: ritual purification, assuages the wrath of Zeus Hikesios (god of suppliants). He was an attendant of Apollon at Delphi, but also appeared as an epithet of Hypnos.

Hormes: effort, impulse, and eagerness, especially in battle. He was worshipped at Athens as the virtue of industrious effort. 

Ekekheiria: truce, cessation of hostilities, closely related to Eirene. She was worshipped at Olympia when a general armistice was declared across Greece for the Olympic games.

Agon: contest and struggle, worshipped at Olympia. It is possible he is the same as Zelos (rivalry).

Praxidike: exacting justice, one of the Praxidikai along with her daughters Homonia (unanimity) and Arete (virtue). She is also the mother of Ktesios (spirit-protector of the household), although he is more often an epithet of Zeus.

Peitharkhia: obedience and following commands. She is the mother of Eupraxia (good conduct).

Soter & Sotera: male and female personifications of safety. These titles are more often used as epithets of gods like Zeus and Dionysos.

[treefrog203]

@todorokitops @aletheia-nyx @incorrect-mha-bnha @discountsoup

[redux-iterum]

Gonna go against the usual here, and just outright request a cool plant fact! Big fan of the random plant facts lol

You got it! Did you know there aren't any naturally blue roses? Every single blue rose had to go through a dyeing process to get to be that color!

[violetrose-art]

Voices for Gods, Goddesses, and Other Creatures

Just a list of actors and actresses who I think could do a good job playing the Gods and Goddesses of Mount Olympus from Disney's Hercules (and even a few nymphs and other creatures and characters from Greek Mythology). Tell me what you think.

Persephone: Anne Hathaway (The Grand High Witch of The Witches)

Helios: Martin Short (Edward Frankenstein of Frankenweenie)

Narcissus: Diedrich Bader (Take Evans of Surf's Up)

Eris: Hynden Walch (Princess Bubblegum of Adventure Time)

Rhea: Anjelica Huston (Queen Clarion of Tinker Bell)

Cronus: Ron Perlman (Fire Lord Sozin of Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Cupid: Johnny Depp (Ichabod Crane of Sleepy Hollow)

Psyche: Helena Bonham Carter (Emily of Corpse Bride)

Harmonia: Zoe Saldana (Captain Celaeno of My Little Pony the Movie)

Hedone: Anna Kendrick (Cinderella of Into the Woods)

Khione: Brandy (Cinderella of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella)

Phobos: Omar Benson Miller (Raph of Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Deimos: Josh Brener (Donnie of Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Erebus: Hoon Lee (Master Splinter of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Nyx: Nicole Oliver (Zoe Trent of Littlest Pet Shop)

Aether: Hugh Jackman (Memphis of Happy Feet)

Hemera: Aimee Mann (Opal of Steven Universe)

Kakia: Rebel Wilson (Raz of Ice Age 4: Continental Drift)

Arete: Estelle (Garnet of Steven Universe)

Eos: Minae Noji (Tang Chen of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Selene: Lisa Hannigan (Blue Diamond of Steven Universe)

Iris: Jill Harris (Charlie of Hazbin Hotel)

Arke: Pamela Adlon (Vidia of Tinker Bell)

Nike: Mae Whitman (Katara of Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Bia: Ashleigh Ball (Rainbow Dash of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Aura: Kelly Sheridan (Barbie of Barbie in the Nutcracker)

Nephele: Cassidy Ladden (Teresa of Barbie and the Diamond Castle)

Thanatos: Lou Ferrigno (Billy of Adventure Time)

Ker: Eva Green (Angelique Bouchard of Dark Shadows)

Apate: Jill Talley (Karen of SpongeBob SquarePants)

Aletheia: Erica Luttrell (Sapphire of Steven Universe)

Leto: Octavia Spencer (Grandma of The Witches)

Themis: Esme Bianco (Eclipsa Butterfly of Star vs. the Forces of Evil)

Mnemosyne: Whoopi Goldberg (The Queen of Rodger and Hammerstein's Cinderella)

Gelos: Jess Harnell (Wakko of Animaniacs)

Elpis: Andrea Libman (Fluttershy of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Metis: Tabitha St. Germain (Princess Luna of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Panacea: Grey Griffin (The Tooth Fairy of The Fairly Odd Parents)

Peitho: Rashida Jones (Donna Who of The Grinch)

Fortuna: Catherine O'Hara (Sally of The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Chloris: Rachel Bloom (Batgirl of Batman vs. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Thalia (blue): Madeleine Peters (Scootaloo of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Agalea (purple): Claire Corlett (Sweetie Belle of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Euphrosyne (pink): Michelle Creber (Apple Bloom of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Minthe: Erica Lindbeck (Loona of Helluva Boss)

Leuke: Abby Elliott (Janna Ordonia of Star vs. the Forces of Evil)

Orphne: Barrett Wilbert Weed (Octavia of Helluva Boss)

Orithyia: Christine Ebersole (White Diamond of Steven Universe)

Macaria (white and green): Olivia Olson (Marceline of Adventure Time)

Melinoe (black and pink): Ashley Tisdale (Candace Flynn of Phineas and Ferb)

Cora (orange nymph): Shannon Chan-Kent (Smolder of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Maia (yellow nymph): Chantal Strand (Diamond Tiara of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Eliana (pink nymph): Sutton Foster (Princess Fiona of Shrek the Musical)

Arianna (green nymph): Deedee Magno-Hall (Pearl of Steven Universe)

Catalina (blue nymph): Kristin Chenoweth (Maleficent of Descendants)

Zagreus: James Maslow (James Diamond of Big Time Rush)

Arachne: Kathleen Barr (Queen Chrysalis of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Lamia: Mary J. Blige (Irene Adler of Sherlock Gnomes)

Medusa: Scarlett Johansson (Princess Mindy of The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie)

Stheno: Kimberly Brooks (Jasper of Steven Universe)

Euryale: Kelly Hu (Karai of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Eurydice: Britt McKillip (Princess Cadance of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)

Phaedra: Jessica McDonald (Carrie Krueger of The Amazing World of Gumball)

Echo: Linda Cardellini (Wendy Corduroy of Gravity Falls)

If you guys have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to leave a comment. I'd love to hear what you think ^^

[heatherwitch]

SDVA Masterpost 4.0

Updated April 30th, 2019 - SDVA  = Small Devotional Acts.

Please note that I no longer make these, but I encourage you to make your own!

Made:

Acheron

Aletheia

Amphitrite

Aphrodite

Apollo

Arachne

Ares

Artemis

Asteria

Athena

Demeter

Dionysus

Eos

Eris

Gaia

Hades

Hecate

Helios

Hephaestus

Hera

Hermaphroditus

Hermes

Hestia

Hygeia

Hypnos

Iris

Khione

Khronos

Kronos

Nemesis

Nike

Nyx

Pan

Persephone

Poseidon

Selene

Soteria

Thanatos

Zeus

My to-make list and some more information under the cut:

To Make:

I’m changing things up a bit. I am SUPER burned out on these but am aware they are a great resource - so I’m relying on all of you! If you feel so called, pop into my inbox with some SDVA contributions for ones I haven’t made yet. I will give you credit on the post (if you’re off anon)!

I repeat: I’m no longer making these, I’m only compiling contributions from others if they don’t want to make an entire post themselves.

Adonis

Aeolus

Alectrona

Antheia

Asclepius

Astarte

Atlas

Boreas

Circe

Ceto

Chloris

Erebus

(The) Erinyes

Eros

Eurus

Hebe

Janus

Macaria

Mnemosyne

Morpheus

Pandora

Pasithea

Prometheus

Psyche

Themis

Tethys

Terpsikore

Thetis

Tyche

Uranus

Zephyrus

Possible: The Muses, Cerberus, Bellona, Medusa

If you want to make your own SDVA post:

You’re more than welcome to, I just ask���.

That you refrain from using ‘SDVA’ in the post/tag specifically - that way people can find my posts easily!

That you tag me in it!

That you use a slightly different format if you’re making them for the Theoi.

I OBVIOUSLY didn’t come up with the idea of little/simple devotional things to do :)

[mercurygray]

I’ve had this sitting in my drafts for a while, but a couple of recent posts about BoB guys as gods got me thinking - because I love a good mythology comparison.

Annie - Athena is War as Strategy, where Ares is War as Strength. While Athena participates in battles, she also often observes them and a primary role for her in epics is as The Advisor, someone giving the hero advice and guidance - and that’s precisely what Annie does, too.

Joan - Dikē, the goddess of Justice. In addition to personifying Justice, Dike is also one of the Horae, the goddesses of seasons and celestial order, and represents spring - the coming forth of new things. Joan is both the old established order and the new coming age. She doesn’t love war, per se, but she wants to see that everyone is given a fair chance.

Marjorie - Hera, the Heavenly Mother. Marjorie has a lot to return to at home (her job, her family, Allen) but as a sergeant and one of the company ‘oldsters’, she looks out for everyone in a certain maternal fashion. But make no mistake - make her angry, and she’ll go to hell and back for one of ‘her kids’. 

Connie - Demeter. Connie grew up on a farm, and has a lot of strong ties to the land, which makes the Goddess of the Harvest a perfect choice. If you were being mean you might say she’s happiest when she’s covered in mud, but that’s not true - she’s happiest when she’s in the middle of things, doing practical work. 

Doris - Alala, the spirit of the war cry. Is there a fight going? Doris is there.  Alala is the handmaiden of Ares, the God of War, and travels with him everywhere. Doris might not be the biggest, or the strongest, but she is perhaps the shout-y-est of the girl gang, and her words are never empty.

June - Philotes. The daughter of Nyx, the night, who oversees friendship, affection, and sex. Philotes is described by ancient writers as one of the forces behind creation and creative acts, and was said to frown upon live sacrifice. June isn’t here to hurt anyone, or cause offense. This is just part of life.

Judy - Aletheia, the spirit of Truth and Sincerity. Let’s be real - Judy is really good at saying exactly what she thinks - which is a great virtue, in some contexts! What we hear from Judy is always what she means to say, something that can’t be said of all the characters. 

Billie - Aura, the breeze. A companion of Artemis, Aura is fleet of foot and given to teasing - and so is Billie! She loves being a paratrooper, both because she loves the thrill of the jump and the feeling of being on a team.

Irene - This one's easy!  Eirene, or Irene, the goddess of Peace. Eirene is one of the Thesmioi, the gods of divine law. Usually the quiet one, if Irene is speaking up, everyone in the room is listening, and her demands to break something up are usually obeyed.

Ruth - As the wife of Hades, Persephone has a strong connection to Death and the underworld, but as a child of Demeter, she also represents rebirth and regrowth, all things that are part of Ruth’s story later on. Her association with the pomegranate also ties her to an aspect of desire and fertility.

Julie - Iris, the rainbow messenger and handmaiden of Hera. As a radiowoman, Julie represents the company’s link to the outside world - and as one of George Luz’s frequent collaborators, her own brand of humor make her a bright spot in an otherwise dark world.

Molly - Lampetia, the personification of Light. Molly is a revealer of things - she often has additional information about the history of the place they’re in, or additional insight to offer on a situation. It’s not always helpful (sometimes light and noise discipline is a good thing) but she tries, in her own way, to help them get through whatever situation is at hand.

Eileen - Hebe, the cup-bearer, makes sure that the beakers of the gods never fall short of the immortal ambrosia that keeps them young, and, in the spirit of hospitality, Eileen loves to make sure that her friends are fed, spiritually, mentally, and physically. (What physically means varies from person to person.) Hebe is the personification of Youth, and a handmaiden of Aphrodite - and love and youth are two qualities that Eileen has in spades.

[therearewaytoomanygoodthings]

Ignore please

EVERY GOD AND TITAN

The first:

Chaos

Gaia - earth

Tartarus - eh... Underworld I guess?

Nyx - night

Erebos - darkness

Pontos - oceans

Uranos - sky

Ourea - mountains

The twelve Titans:

Cronos - time

Rhea - motherhood

Okeanos - sea

Tehtys - water ?

Krios - south

Mnemosyne - Memory

Koios - north

Phoebe - Prophecy

Iapetos - west

Themis - law and fairness

Hyperion - east, light

Theia - clear sight

Other Titans:

Klymene - glory

Atlas - uh... he Held the sky?

Prometheus

Selene - Moon

Helios - Sun

Hecate - Magic

Leto - Motherhood

Maia -

Metis - clear sight

Asteria - stars

Perses - Destruction

Pallas - Warcraft

Lelanthos - Air, stalking prey

Aura - breeze, morning

Eurybia - master of the sea

Aristaeus - Stars, planets

Styx - hate

Anchiale - heath of fire

Menoetios - violent anger

Dione - Oracle of Dodona

Children of Rhea and Cronos:

Hestia - Home and Hearth

Demeter - Grain

Hera - Marriage

Hades - Underworld

Poseidon - Sea

Zeus - Sky

The twelve Olympians:

Zeus

Hera

Poseidon

Demeter

Ares - War

Athena - wisdom

Apollo - Music, Archery, Healing, (sun)

Artemis - Hunting, (moon)

Hephaistos - forge, fire

Aphrodite - Love, Beauty

Hermes - Thieves, Traveling,

Dionysus - vine

Children of Hera and Zeus:

Ares

Hebe - youth

Eileithya - Gebären

Enyo - bloody melee

Children of Zeus being a whore:

Aletheia - Truth

Ersa - Tau

Pandia - Light

Nemea - nemeischen games

Pasithea - Calmliness

Children of Nyx:

Hemera - day

Aither - sky

Nemesis - rage, fairness

Hypnos - Sleep

Tanathos - Death

Geras - Age

Eris - Discord

Ker - Destruction

Moros - Verhängnis Untergang

Oizys - Depression, Anxiety

Achlys - miserabel

Kreres - brutal death

Apate - Fraud

Oneiroi - Dream

Momos - tadel

Philotes - Friendship

Lyssa - rage, madness

Children of Aphrodite:

Eros - Love

Phobos - Fear

Deimos -

Harmonia - Harmony

Anteros -

Priapos - fruits, lifestyle

Hermaphroditos -

Children of Demeter:

Persephone - Spring

Despoina - secrets of arcadian culture

Arion - a fucking horse

Children of Apollo

Asclepius - medical arts

Aristaios - cheese

Children of Asclepius:

Hygieia - cleanliness

Iaso - recuperation from illness

Aceso - healing procress

Aegle - good health

Panacea - universal remedy

Children of Styx and Pallas:

Nike - Victory

Zelos - eager rivalry, zeal, jealousy

Bia - Force

Kratos - strenght, power

Children of Persephone:

Melinoe - Ghosts, nightmares

Makaria - blessed death

Other gods:

Khloris - Flowers

Aergia - sloth, laziness

Atë - Verblendung

Dysnomia - Gesetzlosigkeit

Ananke - necessity, inevability

Horme - Impulse

Hedone - pleasure, enjoyment

Peitho - seduction

Adikia - injustice, wrong-doing

Arete - Tugend, güte

Homonoia - Harmony

Kakia - badness, sin

Fama - Rumor

Galene - calm sea

Elpis - Hope

Aeolus -

Zephyros - West wind

Boreas - north wind

Notus - south wind

Euros - East wind

Morpheus - Dream

Children of Hephaestos:

Philophrosyne - kindness

Euthenia - prosperity

Eucleia - glory, good reput

Eupheme - good omen, applause, praise