#ar: but you asked for it…

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[demonic0angel]

So far ever since the new epic musical album came up I've been seeing a lot more people come up with the idea of the god games but Danny Phantom

And I was just imagining how funny if in that song Dan was Aphrodite and Danielle was Aries

I'm about to get more as Danielle being a goddess of trickery and chaos of all types and can being considered to be three-faced like having like a three-faced mask that she wears around a lot and using her ability to melt as a way to appear behind people vastly without them noticing and she's really protective over Dan since she considers herself to be his older sibling because in her opinion he came in the family last

Dan being the ancient of love being so terrifying because love can also be considered to be a scary thing with his symbol being eagles and stuff and he is much more terrifying and violated the most people expect from the god of love but also when he needs to be complete and loving

I imagine Tucker taking up the sense of being Apollo with him being The reincarnation of an old pharaoh they're kind of being like a lots of Egyptian things around him but also like a theme of more technologically advanced with him working on a PDA all kind of having modern clothes on with hints of Egyptian pharaoh

oh and Sam acting like Hephaestus would be more interested in the plant she has in her garden then the heroes her clothes are kind of nature-like invite but also give all of a sense of golfness with like her plant giving off the shape of a large Palace that looks terrifying on the outside but the inside is filled with plants of all types

I imagine Jazz has like a therapist like setting office but like it's a open Greek palace like things of gold and bright blues and just being laid around it looks like an conference room but also like an open Palace I feel like her simple animal being Wolf's and bears would be so funny also be a hint to the little bear plush that she owns

I kind of feel like Danny's level would be a mix of Jazz's and Sam's with Danny's being like an open Palace room that kind of has like the hints of someone young is there with random bean bags being scattered around or miniature handcraft spaceships but also stars all around I feel like it'd be cute if his symbol animal was jellyfish which like jellyfish Stars kind of like float around

But I've just been imagining that song with Danny Phantom x DC I can probably start off with the Justice League like always getting into something this year now than having to deal with the consequence of it and the consequences is six teenagers taking a vote or not to kill them

Gods, I can’t wait for the Vengeance Saga

I am in love with the idea of Dan being Aphrodite and Dani being Ares, especially bc they’re both gods of war. And in EPIC, Aphrodite’s argument is about a mother’s love!! I hope you like the quick sketch of them :3

I don’t agree with a few of your ideas, but they all seem really fun. The idea of the Justice League having to argue against 6 teenagers is funny, bc imagine that they think they can argue against Dani and she just stabs them. Meanwhile, Jazz is like: so how did you feel when you got stabbed? when they come to her later to argue against her.

Actually, I also had thoughts about DP x EPIC, except Sam and Tucker were Odysseus (they shared the role idk) and Danny was Penelope. Jazz was Athena, Dani was Aeolus, and Dan was Scylla 😩

[chloesimaginationthings]

Hey! I love your art ^^

Been meaning to ask, is there a reason for the slight "redesign" for game Vanessa? Or did she just feel like putting lipstick on after becoming Vanny?

The slight redesign was to differ her more from movie Vanessa

Similar to how Mike and Michael look pretty different, I wanted a similar thing for Vanessa and Vanny, she’s more or less the same but easier to immediately tell the difference

[aurosoulart]

peryton sun god Daybringer visits my living room to grant a final gift of light before the Autumn equinox 🌄✨

see more art of him here!

[your-local-grinning-cat]

Okay!

I think 7 is the best single-digit number to end on when you want to create a fun, random number in a story because it is so off-putting. Even numbers are too smooth, 1 is too singular, 3 is the magic number, 5 is always fine, and 9 can be divided down into 3 so it’s not the off-putting-est. So when I come up with stories that require a random made up number, I try to always end on 7

^ Also because 7 is the scariest single number. When it comes down to it’s biggest competitor, 9, 7 8 9, which is why 6 is afraid of 7. 🙀 7 is hardcore!

“Live action” movies like Disney’s remake of the Lion King are not actually live action because nothing within that film is live action at all. It’s all cgi. So it should be called “cgi action” movies. …wait do you not know what Disney is? Oh wait, oops that’s right NEVERMIND SKIP THIS ONE NEXT POINT!

Books are just intricately tattooed slices of dead tree carcasses that we stare at for hours and hallucinate over. The best ones make us hallucinate over them long after we are no longer in their presence, and can cause heavy withdrawal and hangover symptoms when we no longer read them. Books are often considered highly addictive 😸

Do you ever wonder how different foods were first made? And I don’t even mean super complicated dishes - just looking at nettle pudding’s ingredients (which is one world or another’s oldest known food recipe)… sorrel, watercress, dandelion leaves, young nettle leaves, chives, barley flour, salt. Who looked at those items (that COULD be edible), decided to chop ‘em and grind ‘em and mix ‘em all up, throw in some water because why not?, put that weird-ass concoction into a linen and then that linen into a pan with or without simmering meat of some sort, and then cook it? Like???????? And this was a recipe from 8000 years ago?????? I can’t decide if they were geniuses or if all of these discoveries were the accidental gems born of triple-dog-dares given after one too many drinks because beer is even older than nettle pudding

I believe ravens are the more mysterious, distinguished, elegant birds that you would be happy to have as an intelligent corvid companion while crows are the ones that use their brains to pickpocket and then fight raccoons in a twst-brand Denny’s parking lot. They are both incredibly smart, but they have different vibes. I mean, just look at Dire Crowley. Is he refined? No. Can I see him tripping over a banana peel while scrambling to pick up a shiny rock? Yes. The only thing crows have going for them in the ‘cool’ factor is that a group of them is called a murder. But other than that? Ravens > Crows

Mayonnaise is, in fact, an instrument. No I will not be elaborating further on this one 😺

What do you think, Lilia? I’m having thoughts that think too thoroughly! 😸

https://www.tumblr.com/your-local-grinning-cat/738805214088478720/you-know-i-never-understood-why-people-are-so

@your-local-grinning-cat

Oh- that's interesting! :D I'd love to hear more of your thoughts! >:)

[divinevault]

Hi!! So glad I found your blog I don't see a lot of Greek Gods x reader and I've already read all of your works *chefs kiss* I was wondering if I could request various gods headcannons with a cold s/o who they make laugh for the first time? You can choose the gods but can it be gender neutral reader? Love your work xx

Ooo! A very fun ask- thank you! And I'm glad that you're here! Feel free to ask for anything at all

When The Ice Begins to Melt

Featuring: Apollo, Hermes, Ares, Poseidon x Reader

Summary: They see their cold significant other laugh for the first time

CW’s: None

Reader is: Gender Neutral!

Words: 256!

Type: Headcanons

Requested? Indeed it was

Apollo’s eyes are wide and his face is flushed with a brilliant gold— which is quickly followed by a positively ecstatic and dopey grin. Rest assured he’s going to remember this and do his very best to make you laugh once more, even if it involves him getting into some Hermes-level stupidity. Expect him to go all out with the compliments, too.

Hermes looks the picture of adoring— as if you had just hung the stars in the sky for him or held his hand for the first time. He’s likely leaning on a counter, eyes wide, face and neck flushed, but gods if he doesn’t become the very picture of reverence. He’s almost scared to move, as if it would break whatever atmosphere you’d created by laughing.

Poseidon is almost immediately stunned. His breath has caught a little bit and he has to force himself to breathe again before he smiles adoringly and affectionately at you. He may not point it out or shower you in compliments— but do be aware that you’ve just created his new favourite noise. Ever.

Ares, almost as cold as you are, seems vaguely surprised at first. You get the barest hints of a smile (and the slightest bit of red on his cheeks), where he affectionately, and lightly, brushes your arm. He adores your laughter— and for all of his violent exterior, you’d be surprised to know he’s going to note this down and figure out more ways to make you laugh so that he can revel in it.

[diorchids]

would you be willing to write about ares from pjo🙇‍♀️

mentoring.

᯾ CONTENT WARNING: pure smut, age gap, mentor!ares, virgin!reader, oral, penetration, choking. ���� ᥩྀི. ˔ ، ꒱

you dreamt of him often, and he clouded your thoughts during the day, but you’d never thought of your mentor in this way. 

“but you want it. you’re tired of these--these boys. you need a man,” you sat up straight as he said those words. they were almost enchanting, convincing you to take the extra step.

his head cocked to the side as you drooled all over his cock, occasionally gagging as you forced yourself to take all of him in one go. “probably not as big as this, hm? biggest dick you’ve ever had, that’s for sure.” this was mentoring though. this is how it goes. if you want to be the best, you have to, in his words, “be prepared to take it on the chin.” 

ironic.

your spit-soaked lips wrapped around his thick, meaty cock as your tummy fluttered at the mere sight of his face, damp and dazed. your fingers cradled his heavy balls, squeezing and pulling the warm sacks as he pushed himself deeper into your throat. the control he had over you was delicious. thick, calloused fingers wrapped tightly around your neck as tears pooled in your eyes, delicately rolling down your face.

he dragged his swollen cock against your wet cunt, dripping in your warm, sticky arousal. in all honesty, this was better anything he’d ever had. stripping away the innocence of a girl such as yourself. him being the one to take it; it was just perfect. 

“you’re real tight, y’know that? practically chokin’ me,” he spoke as you cried and whined at the pure assault as he held your waist in his hands, rubbing and soothing your stomach which must’ve been aching. “please--hurts!” you said, feeling the ache and stretch of his cock drawing in and out of you. "you can take it, doll, you'll take it."

it's what a good mentor does. he's doing you a favor.

[theophagie]

Something something environmental storytelling

The portraits especially make me feel a lil sick because they kind of (very much) present baby Stolas as this Important Thing Person To Look At™, something which carries over into his adulthood because. Prince. Mighty princey prince, royals and image, etc etc etc. But he didn't extend this treatment to Octavia (his sole child and heir, objectively another Important Thing Person who should be looked at), and when she does appear everything about her is genuine and carefree 🥹

[uncharted-constellations]

✨ Them, your honor ✨

[go6jo]

personally suguru is very no shirt + plaid pajama pants to me idk. when hes out of the shower and his towel is around his neck and his hair is damp and spilling down his shoulders and back, still a little clumpy when he squeezes it with his towel, his pajama pants low on his hips... then he gives u a little smile like ":) fancy seeing you here" when he runs into u post-shower at the common area by the dorms (he forgot his claw clip there) (but not really bc satoru told him you'd be studying late there so he came anyway)

( — soda bottle anon )

and he'd look so good, too. suguru is confident in his body, all sharp edges and well defined lines as if he were carved directly from stone, a statue of mars, the god of war himself, owning the scars on his chest and showing his chiseled muscles from years spent practicing and, consequently, exceeding at the martial arts, a self-made master of combat. the water droplets get caught in every crevice of his body, lingering on the dip of his collarbones then tracing a path down to his toned abdomen, slowing down as they outline every curve of his abs, down his v-line and hipbones.

anyone who looked at him right now, leaning against the doorway would've been enthralled by the sight, a godlike figure standing upright in all of his glory - mars, the god of war but also virility and sex. anyone would've readily fallen at his knees, eager to worship him but you barely even spare him a glance as you mumble a quiet hello with your nose still stuck in between the pages of your textbook.

suguru is hardly upset by your distractedness, or the lack thereof, he hadn't expected you to fall for such a cheap trick, he knows you, knows you're better than to care for such superficialities. you barely so much as bat an eye when you're both sat on the couch on movie night and he lifts his shirt over his head to tug it off of him when he mumbles something about how you're room feels like a furnace in the summer. and you show absolutely no inhibitions when the shirt he's wearing during practice is doing an awful job at concealing his body underneath it as it clings to his sweaty torso like a second skin, he tells you to not hold back and you don't. he thinks you always look entirely too tempting, chest heaving in the aftermath of your little rendezvouz, beads of sweat falling down your body and little pants escaping your parted lips. and it's all his doing. he does, however, feel your damp skin grow hotter when he slings an innocent arm over your shoulder, singing words of praise about how proud he is of you. and he means it. everytime. he thinks it's alluring really, how much more confident you've grown with each practice. you're strong and stubborn and there's always a smug smile that forces it's way to his face when you've got him with his back against the ground, looking down at him with a glare akin to that of a predator, as if you're about to devour him. he wouldn't mind it if you did. he feels you shiver under his touch when he brings your feet to rest over his lap, your body splayed out on the couch as he kneads on the sore muscles of your legs, soothing any pains you might've had, lifting both of your legs up to his lips, one at a time, to press a feather-light kiss to your slightly scraped knees. he knows what gets you going, knows the way to your heart is though lingering touches and attentive gestures, quiet words who are meant just for you whispered to your ear.

so, instead, suguru walks up to you, drying his hair on the towel wrapped around his neck and stopping once he finds himself standing behind the chair that you're sitting on, his body hovering over yours as he peeks above your head into the book you're reading "anything i can help with?"

you tilt your head backwards to stare up at him, eyes meeting his at last. “if anything, i think you might be more of a distraction when you’re dressed like that” and he would've thought that he might've had some effect on you if it weren't for the chaste smile that you cast him, not a hint of provocation in your voice either, just a light hearted joke.

he inches closer to you, reaching an arm over your shoulder to trace his index finger under the many words written on the page, eyes scanning over each paragraph as his other hand holds his hair up to prevent any water from getting on your book. he squints his eyes a little to focus on the tiny letters on the paper and you remain staring at him, a fond smile on your face as he looks so adamant on understanding the subject you're reading on. your cheeks grow warmer at how he's behaving so casually within such close proximity, as if being this close to you just feels right, familiar even. though you're just friends, intimacy comes so naturally to both of you, you should've been accustomed to it by now but everything always feels new with him, exciting.

and when his eyes shift to meet yours with a smile, you shouldn't feel the way you do, not towards a friend, anyway.

"have you, by any chance, seen my hair clip laying around somewhere" the pads of his thumbs sooth over the darkening skin under your eyes and you close your lids at the tenderness of his touch.

"oh-" you take a moment to think and your eyes widen in realization as you look down again to show him the claw clip that has been keeping your hair in place this entire time. "you can take it"

but he just pats your head once, beckoning you to lift it up "its alright." he retreats and the comforting smell of honey and star anise starts to fade away the further away he goes. your shoulders sulk instantly. “you can drop by my room when you no longer need it.”

and you're not immune to the way his voice deepens ever so slightly, his words strangely seductive as they leave his lips, body growing warmer at the prospect of what those words could've meant were you two in a different situation. you're also not entirely indifferent to the way the muscles of his back stretch under the layer of his pale, delicate yet tough skin as he finishes drying his air with a towel. you wonder what his muscles would feel like under your hands as you smooth them down his back, you imagine he would shiver when the tips of your finger brush against a sensitive spot then he'd let out the quietest of moans as you massage the soreness away. you want to feel him under you. feel his every dip, every ridge on his body. but you think that's too much to ask of a friend, you dwell on the thought that, if you were lucky enough, later tonight, when you meet him at least, you'll get to indulge in sight of him a little more.

[ohposhers]

keep putting oc requests in my ask box and im gonna start turning your ocs into shitposts guys

[time-woods]

Find this stupid is you want, but the way you draw Scarab in skirts is so great.

I’m personally a trans person who wants to go fem presenting from times to times but society makes it scary, so seeing a character I love so much, in an art style I admire, being trans and sometimes in what is seen as "feminine clothes" is validating.

Thank you for drawing Scarab like that :3

thank you ! ! honestly im in the same boat as well (trans masc that wants to dress feminine but still be seen as a guy ya know?))

i love silky dresses and long skirts and i have a few in my closet that i think are so pretty but i think i need 2 take smthin from my own art and actually wear them out of the house for once- im glad what i depict to hype myself up also helps out others ! !

[brainrot-yumm]

people who normally draw greek gods I challenge you to draw them how they're portrayed in the google olympics wheres waldo thing but like in your normal style

please

[backmarkerr]

[x]

[havenroyals]

And yes, they were about to use the "l" word for the first time before the phone rang 😈

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[divinevault]

İ think sitting on ares' shoulders would be fun. İ wanna kick my feet while he just walks around if that makes sense

You don't seem to weigh much at all to the god- which isn't really a surprise.

What you are surprised about is that he almost jumped at the opportunity to do it