#calypso-bliss

[outoftheseine]

-AZRIEL “THE SHADOWSINGER” FIC RECS-

i am so obsessed with him it is not even funny | note: please be aware of the authors’ warnings before reading. fics include canon tw’s like: violence, death, grief. some fics have 18+ content so minors please DNI.

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SERIES - MULTI-CHAPTERS

the trials of aphrodite • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @milswrites (unrequited love, so much pining)

unrequited love | part two • azriel x reader

↳ by @lyssasdrafts (angst)

a field of dandelions • azriel x witch!reader

↳ by @prythianpages (made my heart warm, some angst, smut)

bloodied bonds | sinner’s sacrifice • azriel x rhysand’s sister!reader

↳ by @ellievickstar (hanahaki au, angst)

if it all fell • azriel x reader

↳ by @pellucid-constellations (angst, comfort, i feel for azriel :()

the silent one | 2 | 3 | 4 | azriel x fem!oc

↳ by @feyreswaterybowels (found family, slowburn, angst, fluff, comfort, mute!oc, tw: past sa)

lonesome | part 2 • azriel x reader

↳ by @assassinsblade (angst)

ocean eyes • azriel x reader

↳ by @redheadspark (very fluffy, angsty at times, smut, dad!azriel)

crush • azriel x reader

↳ by @writingcroissant (so so fluffy, smut)

i laugh like me again… she laughs like you | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 • azriel x reader

↳ by @azrielbrainrot (very angsty, grief, violence, torture)

was any of it true? | full throttle | alt. ending • badboy!azriel x goodgirl!reader

↳ by @flickering-chandelier (modern au, angst, happy ending, smut)

pushed to the edge • azriel x seer!reader

↳ by @stormhearty (oh boy hurt me so good)

baker!reader x azriel

↳ by @imaginesmai (so fluffyyy)

and so, the stars aligned | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 • azriel x archeron!reader

↳ by @offthepages

finding home • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @parkerslatte

sweet like sugar • azriel x reader

↳ by @writingsbychlo (fluff, angst, smut)

ONE-SHOTS - BLURBS - HC’S

tiny shadows • azriel x reader

↳ by @xmalfoyweasleyx (fluff)

his shadows know • azriel x reader

↳ by @daycourtofficial (fluff)

he feels safe with you • azriel x reader

↳ by @florencemtrash (warm, fuzzy fluff)

the quiet between • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @thewulf (mean!az, angst, fluff)

you drew stars around my scars • azriel x reader

↳ by @flickering-chandelier (fluff, slight angst)

arcane • azriel x death god!reader

↳ by @serpentandlily (fluff, tw: alludes to sa)

butterfly kisses • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @itsswritten (fluff, suggestive)

threads of hazel • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @itsswritten (oh beautiful angst)

laborious activities • azriel x reader

↳ by @writingcroissant (fluff and labour things)

marriage-life • azriel x reader

↳ by @delulustateofmind (sooo fluffy)

baby blanket • azriel x reader

↳ by @sapphicmsmarvel (fluff)

implode • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @daydreaming-nerd (really angsty)

blinded • azriel x reader

↳ by @lady-of-tearshed (oh so angsty, unrequited love)

scartlet-tipped secrets; peonies, for you • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @angelshadowsinger (hanahaki au, unrequited love, angst)

totally annoying and not funny at all • azriel x reader

↳ by @sillymercury (fluff, little angst, literally idiots in love)

never yours • azriel x reader (lucien x reader)

↳ by @really-fanny-longbottom (angst, stupid azriel tbh, fluff)

let me keep you company • azriel x reader

↳ by @utterlyazriel (so so fluffy)

you found me • azriel x reader

↳ by @pit-and-the-pen (angst, blood, comfort)

pretty little shadowsinger • azriel x reader

↳ by @illyrianbitch (fluff)

happy ending • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @milswrites (fluff and a little angst)

pancake • azriel x reader

↳ by @acotarxreader (fluff, comfort, tw: panic attack)

domestic bliss • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @bat-boys (very fluffy, slightly suggestive)

and yesterday you were here with me • azriel x reader

↳ by @dawneternal (angst, comfort, tw: miscarriage)

(what if?) all i need is you • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @empiresofstorm (whipped azriel, comfort, fluff)

baby mine • azriel x reader

↳ by @thisblogisaboutabook (angst, comfort, fluff, tws: sa and trauma)

calypso • azriel x reader

↳ by @solbaby7 (fav kind of female rage, mentions of blood)

the girl who cheated death • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @utterlyotterlyx (fluff)

the tormented & the unforgiven • azriel x reader

↳ by @lucysstoryworld (very angsty, graphic torture)

tattoos older than you • azriel x archeron!reader

↳ by @surielstea (age-gap, suggestive)

“you were flirting with me?” • azriel x fem!reader

↳ by @thehighladywrites (suggestive, fluff, humour)

[spenglernot]

STORIES TELLING: NED LOWE AND THE DEATH OF POOR REPRESENTATION IN OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH

In history, Ned Lowe was one of the most sadistic and violent pirates in the early 18th century, so he’s an obvious choice for a villain for season 2, episode 6 – Calypso’s Birthday.  What is interesting is what the OFMD writers chose to do with him.

Lowe announces himself to the crew of the Revenge with great fanfare (cannon ball attack) and gets right to the point.

Ed is thoroughly unimpressed.

Cut to Ed and Stede tied up while Ned attempts to set the mood so he can monologue about why he wants to kill Ed.

Ed knows what’s coming. He is going to suffer but he still can’t be arsed to meet Ned with anything but vaguely bored dismissiveness (and Stede is happy to play along).

Up on the deck, Ned prepares the crew for his big, dramatic moment of symphonic torture.

Note that the Revenge crew is tied down, braced by vices and generally unable to protect themselves from imminent torture and possible death, but their spirits are up. They don’t seem terribly fussed.

Then Stede uses his people positive management style to happily orchestrate a worker uprising in Ned’s crew.

Ned’s crew responds instantly; severing their allegiance to Lowe and telling him off.

The crew sails away and talks profit sharing while Ned dully threatens to hunt them down.

Ned is now a prisoner of the Revenge crew and seems entirely disinterested in his own survival.

And Ned sinks to the depths, without struggling at all.

There is a lot going on in this episode: pay and labor equity direct action, gay love engagement bliss, kink humor, Stede being a hero and saving his crew by playing to his strengths, then having to decide whether to kill in cold blood and feel the consequences of that choice. Ed having one more reason to be done with piracy (while being so impressed with and fond of Stede), and then watching his man make a fraught choice and having to deal with the fallout from that. (And, damn, I haven’t even mentioned the passionate sex bit.) Anyway, back to the point.

Now for the the meta part

The Ned Lowe sequences are perfectly in keeping with OFMD’s signature blend of madcap violence, humor, and big emotional gut punches. But something about Ned Lowe just strikes me as off for this show.

Ned is seriously threatening the crews’ lives, so why don’t they take him seriously?

Why does Ned have such a boring, throwaway backstory?

Why is Ned so nonchalant about his own death; like it’s a foregone conclusion?

Why does Ned have a silver violin and silver spurs on his slip-on dress shoes?

Why is Ned sartorially monochromatic?

And then I realized who Ned reminds me of.

This guy,

Earnst Stavro Blofeld in the James Bond film Diamonds are Forever (1971)

And this guy,

Scar in Disney's The Lion King (1994).

And this guy,

Xerxes, 300 (2006).

And it sure seems like Ned Lowe isn’t just an episodic villain. He is an archetype of the one-dimensional, stereotypical queer-coded villain that has been endemic in film and television throughout history. The OFMD writers have a lot to say about what to do with this kind of character:

Don’t respect him.

Feel free to openly mock him.

Don’t let him take your joy, even though he will hurt you.

He won’t disappear on his own. You have to throw something at him (take action) to make him go away.

Once he’s in the water, he’s content to drown. He’s not into what he’s doing any more than you are.

Oh and, just to be clear,

The LGBTQIA+ community has a very long history of turning shit media into better stories. So, hey, big media, prepare to have your crap characters wrecked (improved).

Now, back to our transformative pirate show with rich, complex queer characters and a multi-layered plot that surprises me every week and makes me feel big feelings - most of all, joy.

Final thought: I do wonder if Ned Lowe is monochromatically silver as a tribute to/poke at, Hollywood and the silver screen.

This meta was written before OFMD season 2 has fully aired. No idea what’s going to happen in the finale (and I’ve generally fled social media to avoid spoilers). I’ll be back, looking at everyone’s fascinating posts after episode 8 airs.

[queer-dw-tourney]

CANONICALLY QUEER DOCTOR WHO CHARACTER TOURNAMENT !!!!!!!!

POLLS WILL BE UP IN THE MORNING.

GROUPS FOR ROUND ONE:

GROUP ONE:

LIZ SHAW VS JENNY FLINT

MADAME VASTRA VS RIVER SONG

JACK HARKNESS VS YASMIN KHAN

MIKE YATES VS ADRIC

CLARA OSWALD VS TOSHIKO SATO

BILL POTTS VS TRUDY

IANTO JONES VS ROGUE

CARLA SUNDAY VS ROSE NOBLE

GROUP TWO:

OWEN HARPER VS OLIVER HARPER

GWEN COOPER VS FITZ KREINER

ACE MCSHANE VS BERNICE SUMMERFIELD

HELEN SINCLAIR VS VALARIE LOCKWOOD

LIV CHENKA VS SAM JONES

TANIA BELL VS NORTON FOLGATE

LUKE SMITH VS CHARLIE SMITH

BLISS VS TEGAN JOVANKA

GROUP THREE:

CINDY WU VS CALYPSO JONZE

CHRISTIAN PURCELL VS CHRIS CWEJ

MATTEUSZ ANDRZEJEWSKI VS IZZY SINCLAIR

NYSSA OF TRAKEN VS JANE AUSTEN

TANYA ADEOLA VS COMPASSION

THE MAESTRO VS BEEP THE MEEP

ROANNA LOCKWOOD VS PATRICIA HAGGARD

PENNY CARTER VS HEATHER

THE WINNERS OF ROUND ONE WILL PROGRESS TO ROUND TWO . OBVIOUSLY .

ROUND TWO:

GROUP ONE:

PATRICIA HAGGARD VS TANYA ADEOLA

THE MAESTRO VS NYSSA OF TRAKEN

IZZY SINCLAIR VS CHRIS CWEJ

CINDY WU VS TANIA BELL

TEGAN JOVANKA VS ACE MCSHANE

LUKE SMITH VS ROSE NOBLE

LIV CHENKA VS HELEN SINCLAIR

GWEN COOPER VS OWEN HARPER

GROUP TWO

IANTO JONES VS CLARA OSWALD

JENNY FLINT VS BILL POTTS

ADRIC VS HEATHER

JACK HARKNESS VS RIVER SONG

[transmascskywalker]

there is something so deeply and gutturally gut punching about izzy singing a love song to the crew. not just a song about love, but complete trust and bliss and devotion in love. the party was so raucous and wild before he got there. he did not come in to perform for calypso’s birthday, he came in to perform for them.

la vie en rose is such a deliberate choice, such a contrast to the party they were having. he chose a song that could convey what he was feeling without really having to say it. something about the magic spell they cast on him, taking him in, perfecting his leg, and loving him in a way he’s never allowed before.

and the direct translation of the french version they all sang along to at the end. here’s a visual aid before i go insane:

when he takes me into his arms

he speaks to me softly

and i see life through rose-colored glasses.

he speaks words of love to me

they are every day words

and they do something to me.

[mrmcdonut]

I have a theory. A Book Nerd Theory.

So. In the Percy Jackson series and Greek myths, in the afterlife there are many possible ways to get past the River of Styx and into The Realm of Hades (or the Underworld in general, death by naturallity); Fields of Bliss, Asphodel, Tartarus, The Fields of Punishment, (unmentioned, but part of the actual Greek mythological accuracy) and the Field of Mourning. In Bliss, you can try to reincarnate five times to go to where the truly best of the best go to: The fields of Elysium, the best place to spend your Greek afterlife.

This is a cross section analysis of the Percy Jackson series and EPIC: The Musical; both of which were inspired by Greek myths and, more specifically, Homer's The Odyssey (AKA an EPIC adventure).

This contains spoilers for the new saga for EPIC: The Musical and Percy Jackson and The Olympians, by the way.

So, when we first meet Annabeth, one of the wisest demigod children of Athena at Camp Half-Blood, she is taking care and looking over Percy in the infirmary/Apollo cabin after he got into the fight with the Minotaur. One of the first and most memorable things she says to Percy is that he talks in his sleep.

In EPIC: The Musical, Odysseus (aka "Ody") has just sacrificed the remaining member of his crew to Zeus to appease Helios for killing Helios' best friends/prize cattle, and after Zeus launches a lightning bolt into the ship and Ody is incapacitated and drifts onto a lone, unfindable island named Ogygia. Ogygia is the unfindable island where the sorceress -and daughter of the titan, Atlas- Calypso is held prisoner, where any man that drifts onto her shores, she is permitted to marry until the gods decide that the man's punishment has been dealt with and is permitted to go onto a boat that goes to any part of the ocean at random and the Ogygia disappears into a new location.

After Calypso wakes Ody up, she comments that she thought he was dead until she managed to wake him up. She also commented that Ody talks in his sleep, saying (singing, whatever), "Did you know you talk in your sleep? Tell me though, who's Penelope?" as he starts to get his bearings and observes his surroundings. Annabeth And Percy meet in a similar fashion.

Instead of asking Percy "who's Penelope," she instead comments, rather bluntly, on how Percy drools in his sleep. I'm joking, though, not about how they first met... Well not Annabeth and Percy anyways.

When Calypso and Percy meet after getting spewed out of a volcano, also on the verge of death, a bit after Calypso wakes Percy up, saying, "‘You talk in your sleep... [Response from Percy]. Who is Annabeth?’

You see where I'm going with this? Probably lol.

But like, think about it, Ody started in Greece made it to Rome and succeeded in destroying Troy.

Percy started from a form of Greece, crossed the Mediterranean (Mare Nostrum), and slowed the progress of Gaia (while destroying most of Rome and getting sent to Tartarus, but that's not important right now).

Also, EPIC: The Musical Odysseus never (technically) cheats on Penelope, and Percy never (technically on purpose) cheats on Annabeth, despite many distractions for a very good looking teen of his age (I am around his age, shut up, I'm allowed to say that).

Also, Annabeth can be reincarnated Penelope, but there's not as much evidence to support that than Percy being Ody.

Also, think of Odysseus, the person Poseidon absolutely DESPISED with a watery passion, being his favorite son in a different life is absolutely hilarious to me lmao

@lemedstudent2021 I have a feeling you'd love this absolutely deranged rant of me connecting four pieces of three different puzzles.

[theageofsims]

As much as returning to Sulani was not in the cards, leaving it as if she never returned wasn't -- probably even more so now that she met her younger sister Calypso.

She hadn't known Calypso very long, but even she could tell that if she did not stick around to keep watch on the sea... it'd all go straight to hell.

Calypso was a different breed. A hybrid that lived on the very edge of mermaid and vampire -- a real premium occult, that had this way about her... as if she could become unhinged at any moment.

So much so it was probably not the best idea to have her long distance girlfriend move in with her -- and begin a family, but Dakota had spent years alone in the hills of Henford, trying her best to be as stoic as she naturally felt, but also find a love to keep her from isolation.

Yet it never happened -- at least not with the men in her life. One was fixated on perfection it made him too focused on what the outside world thought, the other she nearly married was a warlock who promised her that he would rid himself of his powers along with her ridding herself of her own, but instead flew away on his broomstick to go and find another broomstick.

And then there was that man around Henford who she remembered as spending the most blissful day with another person in her entire life, who led her to believe he wanted her just as much as she felt she wanted him... only to turn her away and then marry another.

After surviving a sudden broken home, cats to disease, failed relationships, and the deaths of her twin sister and their mother -- she was tired of feeling pain.

[blueeghostie]

EPIC: THE MUSICAL, MxF/FxM, Adv Lit/Novella, 18+ 🛶🌊 ROLEPLAY BABYYYY

ALL I HEAR ARE SCREAMSSSSSS- Of my tiny rodent brain forcing me to make an Epic prompt. I adore the wife-loving madman, and with all the clips we’ve gotten from the next saga, I *need* to play him. Or play against him! Ideally, with the very wife he’s moved the heavens and the underworld for! With the vengeance saga upon us, I just need *content.*

Whether it’s the dawn of his and Penelope’s relationship, with him begging Athena for help securing the woman he’s *sure* will be the love of his life. Like I just *know* Odysseus was the most embarrassing lover boy, considering even as a war-hardened old man he’s STILL that dude. I need to see him wooing Penelope, absolutely SWEEPING this woman off her feet. Grand romantic gestures, a fairy tale wedding, all the highs and lows of crafting a blissful marriage only to be torn away from her as soon as their family is built. Like I want some tooth rotting sweetness here. Spending hours in a bathhouse talking about everything and nothing, Penelope watching with heart eyes from the gardens as he trains or prepares for…Whatever the King of Ithaca needs to prepare for. Certainly not a 20 year voyage!

On the exact flip side, gimme that soul-crushing heartache- the moment that Odysseus breaks down at his wife’s feet after twenty years, soaked in the blood of her suitors and begging for her forgiveness. Laying by her side in their marriage bed for the first time in decades and only hearing the screams of his comrades quiet when her voice touches his ears. Give me him confessing what happened on Calypso’s island, or trying to bond with the son he’s hardly ever met.

Or!! We can get funky and mess with canon. Maybe Odysseus returns from the war without having gotten blown away to Gods Know Where™️, wearing a little baby sling with Astyanax. Penelope is a little terrified about the fact he brought home the enemies baby for them to raise considering he disobeyed the Gods but she’s got just as much of a moral compass as he does, and they raise him etc etc! Maybe Penelope somehow sails out to rescue Odysseus. Miss queen of Ithaca deserves her badass moment!!

Anyways. Sorry that was rambly. For general info, I’m happy to play either Odysseus or Penelope, and I’m so down for any vibe. Gratuitous smut? Miserable angst? Sweet and fluffy? I don’t care! Just give me the power couple and I’m a happy camper.

Message me here, like this post, or add me on discord @ pinkghostie

[twoidiotwriters1]

The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: Welcome to Ara's most chill nightmare -Danny Words: 2,098 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'Wait for Me' -by Motopony

XLII: At Peace With Myself but Now I Got Beef With the Rest of the World

I dream. I don't see much, just the open sea, a little improvised tent nearby, and a small picnic table outside with dinner all set.

"I'm cursed too, you know? Maybe they sent me here to punish my girlfriend for telling me." I see Leo standing beside a rustically made worktable. Next to him, there is a beautiful girl I've never met, but I recognize her from Percy's stories.

Calypso observes Leo reluctantly like she's sure he's joking. Maybe she hears the word 'girlfriend' and wonders who in their right mind would date Leo. That happens a lot more often than it should. 

The girl decides to take the bait and asks anyway. "You have a girlfriend?"

"You bet I do," Leo smirks, each word full of adoration. "She's gorgeous. Maybe you heard about her? Her brother was here before. Arae Jackson."

"Jackson?" The goddess tenses. "Yes, I know her. She must've grown then, the way he talked about her sounded much too childlike to be dating a young man..."

"She's big enough now, that's for sure" Leo's face flushes. He stops what he's doing and looks at Calypso with urgency. "You don't have to be nice about it, but if I have to sit here and waste my time, can I please talk to you about Ara? I need to get this off my chest."

"Get what out?" The goddess steps away. 

Leo squeezes the fabric of his shirt like he's having a heart attack. "This worry. She doesn't know I'm alive, and she's already lost too many people. I need to go back."

At first, Calypso looks like she wants to go away, and that'd be fair, but the way she looks at Leo, is a mix of anger, hurt, and softness. It tells me she's not only feeling hatred—so long she's heard this story, and I know it always brings her all kinds of memories.

"I've had several men on this island, Leo Valdez," she replies calmly. "But rarely do they sound as genuine in their anguish as you do. Most prefer to waste their time with me, if only for just a moment. I hadn't met a boy so untempted by unearthly pleasures until now."

"Well, you don't see many boys around here anyway, do you?" He blurts out without thinking.

Calypso scowls and nudges him aside, grabbing a few wires and braiding them at an impressive speed. "You want to chatter about your Arae yes or no?"

"Yes," Leo blushes, watching her weave. I don't know what he's building, but it looks intricate and borderline nonsensical, so it's gotta be something extraordinary.

"Then keep those unsympathetic comments to yourself and sit down, we have a whole day of chores."

"Chores?"

"This thing you're making might take you out of Ogygia, who knows?" A little smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "If someone like you wooed an Aphrodite, everything's possible."

Leo frowns. "I'll take the compliment, but that was out of line."

"My point is," Calypso finishes her first set and grabs another pair of wires. "You'll need supplies. There is work to be done."

"You'll help me?"

Calypso looks up at him, speaking in a cynical tone. "Well, I have nothing better to do and you fixed my fountain—The project of a madman will be entertaining enough to keep my mind busy for a while, don't you think?"

"Glad to hear my longing is making someone happy..." he says with sarcasm.

"Yes, which is not unlike others, but the level of disinterest is fascinating," she tells him playfully. "My island is meant to be irresistible for all, but you don't like it much."

"I know a better beach," Leo smiles as he gets lost in his memories. "I had my first date with Ara there. I see the appeal of this place for people who have it worse out there in the real world, but I've got my own mundane pleasures," he smirks playfully. "What punny mortals call domestic bliss."

"What?" Calypso pauses to pay attention. "And what is that?"

"Stuff that would bore you to death on a normal day: doing the dishes, cooking a meal, cleaning your room... when I do all that with my girl, that's when I'm the happiest."

Calypso thinks about it. "And talking while building a machine counts as one of those things?"

Leo stares at the scraps and touches them with his fingertips. "Yeah... we do that all the time."

"I see the appeal," Calypso gives him a polite smile. "I don't hate sitting here and talking as much as I thought I would."

Leo laughs in a friendly way, giving her a pat on the back before going back to work. The girl grimaces and looks at the stain Leo left on her dress, and I know he totally did it on purpose. "Thanks, Cal!"

The dream fades and gets replaced with a different scenario. I'm standing in the middle of a workshop I've seen before. "Not this guy," I grumble.

"Hmph, yes, that's a normal reaction," Hephaestus says. He's holding a large piece of bronze, not really looking at me while he speaks.

I get ready to be scowled. "Look, I know I haven't been up to the test and I've failed you—"

"What nonsense are you blabbering?" He scans my appearance like I've got a loose wire somewhere. "Failed me? You helped one of my sons recover the bronze dragon, then you built a grand ship."

I open my mouth and then close it. Then I open it again. "Okay. So why am I here talking to you, sir?"

Hephaestus tosses the bronze plate out the window. Not very eco-friendly. "That'll do." He nods, then looks back at me. "Your mother threatened to reorganize my workshop if I didn't help you. I think you're holding on just fine, but she thinks your nerves might be on edge."

I slowly count up to five. "Maybe. So you put that vision of Leo and Calypso in my head?"

"Yes."

"He's in Ogygia."

"Yes."

"And he can't leave unless Calypso falls for him."

"That's how it usually works," Hephaestus nods, rummaging through his blueprints. "Leo is helping me."

I speak with a strained voice. "What do you mean?"

"When the war ended, your brother Percy asked us to release Calypso. Gods cannot undo what gods do."

"You sent Leo to rescue Calypso?" I lose my cool for a moment. "Couldn't you do that like, once this war was over? This is the worst timing ever! Sir." I add as an afterthought. "My lord, sir."

The god snorts. "Don't take this personally, child, but you've never been good at looking at the whole picture."

"What?"

"This was the best timing I could manufacture," he points at the window. "The fates are lousy planners, they toss out prophecies with no exact timeline, and we have to fish for a decent moment to set them in motion. That snow goddess you and your sister fought made it easier for me."

I want to scream. Easy? Of course that'd be convenient for a god. They measure my brainpower without lifting a finger or risking personal business so later on they know exactly how much weight they can put on my shoulders without inducing cracks.

My crew and I have been stuck at the Southwind god's palace for almost a week, with our ship hanging by a thread, and he calls this easy and nothing personal. Why don't you drag your mighty ass down to earth and fix the Argo II yourself, you big chunk of—

"Your anger is unnecessary," he brushes my thoughts aside. "What's done it's done, my son will come back, so focus on the ship."

"Without Leo or the sphere, the repairs can't be completed."

"You're saying you can't do it?" He raises a brow. "I thought you were a decent mechanic."

"Don't try to manipulate me, old man!" I bite my tongue. "Lord. Sir."

He snorts again, I think that's his actual laugh. "I see why my boy likes you."

"Listen..." I pinch the bridge of my nose. "I'm on a tight schedule here. You're saying I don't have to look for Leo, yes or no?"

"He'll be fine," the god assures me. "There is no need to worry." 

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'd be a beam of freaking sunshine if the stupid oars could stop going berserk every time I start them up!" Ara holds back from punching the control board.

"If you need to take a break—"

"Listen, Frank, if you're gonna pity me, you could at least do it while being useful," she snaps at him.

The boy blushes and clears his throat. "Sure. Sorry, General. What do you need?"

Ara points at the ropes. "Secure the sails, ask Piper to help you. Has to be done manually since most of the automatized stuff in the ship is all messed up without the Archimedes sphere." 

He looks up squinting. "You sure Piper will do? She's not fond of heights..."

"Jason is waiting for his royal jerkness to give him the time of day, and I don't know where Nico is," she crouches under the panels and crawls into them. "So unless you want little five-foot-two Hazel to climb up the topmast..."

"I'll get Piper."

"That's what I thought," Ara speaks with strain.

She has been unanimously vetoed from being their messenger since she's starting to lash out at deities a little too much. By unanimously, it means even Ara voted against herself, she's wise enough to know that to taunt their current host is to push their luck.

She retreats from under the control board, feeling a presence looming over her shoulder. "You done stalking Jason?"

"He got called in," Nico says, sounding grumpy. "He's more annoying than you ever were."

Ara smiles, knowing what he means. "He's still hung up on Croatia, huh? Yeah, he's the same with me. 'You sure you're okay, Ara? I'm here if you need to talk', man, you're a head taller than me, pick up a hammer and work," she huffs.

Nico smirks and gets closer. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to be the mechanic this ship needs, but I'm no Cabin Nine camper. This trireme was my best friend until it decided to go insane," she gets up rubbing her lower back. "I wanna crush it with my bare hands... I feel like such a cranky grandpa."

"Eat up, grandpa," he pulls out a granola bar from his pocket and hands it to her. Ara opens it and splits it in two, passing him a half. "You've fixed everything, you're doing fine," Nico nibbles on his half. "You just don't wanna move places without knowing you're not leaving Leo behind."

Nico knows about Leo's whereabouts because Ara told him. He's the only one that she shared this with because Piper keeps blaming herself for not knowing how snow smells and Jason is going through an identity crisis again. Right now, Nico is the only one on board with the least amount of mental setbacks, which is heavily concerning and a little bit ironic.

"This is what you wanted, right?" She teases him. "To see me alone in the world so I could get my shit together? Well, I've lost my brother, I've lost Lily and Annabeth, and now I've lost Leo. Now I just gotta lose you in a busy crowd and I'll go full eat-pray-love on Gaea."

She might be imagining things, but Ara catches what looks like the briefest grin on Nico's face before he responds. "That would be detrimental to the crew. If you want my opinion—"

"I don't."

"—You should let yourself be angry," he shrugs. "Generals shouldn't be generous."

Ara squints. "Was that a pun?"

"You should know how to keep a cool head by the time we get to the House of Hades, and you'll only learn if you allow yourself to feel. Get a good reason to kick the giant's butt. When Michael died— "

"Leo isn't dead."

"You don't act as a leader unless someone damages your favorite toys."

"Did you go to Hephaestus's school for social relations?" She frowns, taking a big bite of the granola bar. "Every word that leaves your mouth is insulting."

Nico smiles for real this time, though it's his sardonic, dark smirk. "Old habits die hard."

"Can I be honest for a second?"

"I rather you weren't," he finishes his snack and pulls out another one, this time it's a chocolate bar.

"I like my job. Heck, I love my job! Being a daughter of Olympus can be fun, but gods can ruin your day by just talking."

"That's funny, I feel the same way about you."

Ara playfully elbows Nico. A beige dusty cloud starts to make its way to them, and her smile goes away. "Please, let that be a good sentient cloud..."

Nico tilts his head and squints. "It's Jason."

Ara mimics his actions. "Doesn't that mean we're leaving?"

"Think so," Nico takes a huge bite of his chocolate and walks past her.

Next Chapter –>

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[saintsir4n]

10

WARNINGS: SUBSTANCE ABUSE, DEATH AND EMOTIONAL DISTRESS TO THE READERS

THE festivities were in full swing, from Pucks to Oberons and knights of shining armour people were dancing, singing, drinking and doing much more. Most of the guests in attendance weren't aware that it was a birthday party and didn't care either.

Even when Duncan held a chocolate cake for Oliver under the blood red lighting and everyone sang him happy birthday they seemed to not know who he was. "Happy birthday dear..."

"Shit, I can't remember his name," a guest commented, fueling the embarrassment splattered across Oliver's face. People snorted and giggled.

"Happy birthday to you."

"Serves him right," Calypso murmured, with her back against Felix.

Most of the night Felix kept her close, annoyed and betrayed by the events played out. Of course, he told Calypso what happened, how could he not? She was right and he reassured her that she was, not wanting to keep her in the dark, like he stupidly was.

To say she was disgusted was an understatement. She was mortified for a multitude of reasons. The lies... just to seem interesting. The veil of deceit all to drew Felix in. Drunken dad and crackhead mother? Dead dad, all because Felix was pulling away. Because being himself simply wouldn't do. Oliver had to make up the web of lies, the working class background, being an only child. Did he even wear glasses? Did he need them? He had sisters and a loving family, something unheard of to Calypso and yet he took it for granted, just to fit in, just to gnaw his way into a world that he didn't belong to, couldn't even if he tried and try he did. He forged a path, no, he forced a path just for credibility and even then it didn't work. How embarrassing, for the talented Mr Quick.

Calyspo and Felix danced, his hands trailing down her front, swaying to the melody of the upbeat song blaring through the castle-like house. His attention was on her and the drugs pumping through his system aided his loving mission. She looked like a fucking dream he never wanted to wake up from.

He rubbed circles around her waist as she giggled up at him.

"I fucking love you, I'm so in love with you!" he yelled through the noise, causing the intoxicated people around them to cheer.

"I love you too handsome," she twirled around and jumped onto him, careful not to damage either of their wings. "You're mine."

"And you're mine," he pushed her up, staggering through the house as they laughed, yearning for the eternal bliss they so craved.

But they get it, only when they're together.

"Oh lovers!" they heard a familiar voice.

Monika Jane sauntered into their secluded space, adorning a Queen Titania outfit.

"I just found Farleigh, towering over that Oliver kid – did you know it was his birthday? I didn't. Anyway, he gave me a quick line and now I want beer. Can you imagine that?"

The couple stopped getting off with each other when she pulled out her phone.

"MJ not now –"

"-- say get pissed!"

A flash went off in their faces, but they weren't phased about their compromising possession. Jake and India were in a worse one a few doors down.

"I need to find Farleigh again."

Monika didn't let them say anything in response before she stumbled away.

"Fuck," Calyspo tried closing the door as Felix nipped at her earlobe but they were interrupted.

"Felix!"

Felix groaned into her neck, before shooting a glare at Oliver who stood in the doorway, with pleading eyes and a broken expression.

"Fuck off!" Calypso hissed, "he doesn't want to talk to you. Or look at you."

"This is between me and him," Oliver reasoned, but Felix didn't want to hear it, neither of them did.

"Get lost," the Catton boy pushed the door shut.

Calypso frowned when Felix buried his face in her bare neck. She rubbed a hand over his back, briefly soothing his stress.

"I am throwing him out and I shouldn't feel bad, he's in the business of misery. He's made to make people feel bad. He creeped you out and he –"

"-- drank our bath water –"

Felix practically gagged at the thought as he pulled back, "He fucking what? When?"

"At some point during the summer, it's weird, but when I joked about it he looked guilty."

Felix felt a surge of emotions, but he believed his girlfriend and knew if he had been told this sooner, he wouldn't of. He hated himself for being so gullible, so blind to the parasite gnawing through his family, to his bloodline and to think he invited the kid to Saltburn as a means of support.

"And I think he got Farleigh kicked out," she slurred. "And –"

"Felix," they heard his mother knock on the door, "Come meet some of my friends. And your father would love to show off his suit of armour. It's wonderful darling, really."

___

"Meet me by the maze and don't get lost," Felix whispered, finally pulling away as Monika tried to drag her along.

"Bye-bye Lix," Calypso squealed, "I love you!"

"I love you more, Cali! Keep her safe MJ!"

With one final kiss, the two lovers were separated by a sea full of guests.

Calypso and Monika drunkenly laughed as they skipped outside, Venetia was drinking away and Farleigh had been moving to the beat of the faint music.

He grinned when he saw his little saviour, "Oh River dear," she threw her arms around him. "Oh, am I glad to see you."

"You're back where you belong," she laughed.

He bopped her nose, "Where you belong."

"Where we belong," they slurred.

Calypso glanced around knowing she would see Felix soon, but she didn't like the wave of reality sobering her up.

So the four snorted a line to liven them up and to escape into the Midsummer night's dream.

"I need to go, find Lix," Calypso dazedly swayed in the summer air. "He says he's gonna be by the maze."

"I was there before," Venetia giggled, "I saw a pretty little doze on the way. It's by the pond or the maze. One of them."

Calypso gasped, slapping her hands over her mouth and happily jumping up and down.

"But be careful, it's slippery and the lights are faulty, Duncan was supposed to get them fixed."

"And replaced no doubt," Farleigh snickered, wiping his nose.

___

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Oliver? Get the fuck away from me," Felix was backed into the Minotaur, holding onto Oliver's jacket as he gripped onto his arms.

"Ah, fuck...Look, I just gave you what you wanted! Like everyone else does," Oliver cried, "Everyone puts on a show for Felix. So I'm sorry that... my performance wasn't good enough."

Felix found his voice, but something caught his attention.

"Is that," his fluttering eyes narrowed onto Oliver's neck, mouth gaping when he saw the glimmering angel on his neck. "You stole Cali's necklace."

"What? Felix, I didn't — no I didn't. I found it," Oliver staggered back when Felix pushed him.

"She went mad searching for it. And you took it. You'd stolen it from her. She was so upset, she cried her eyes out and the whole time you knew." Felix felt sick, it sent a chill down his spine. "You need help. I think you need to see somebody. You need help, okay? Seriously."

Oliver vigorously shook his head, "No. No, I don't. I just need you to understand how much I fucking love you. She doesn't love you, not like I love you."

"I love her," Felix's eyes never met his, they were trained on the necklace he wanted to rip off Oliver.

"You don't love her," Oliver raged, taking a swing of his bottle, before ripping off the dove and letting it fall to the ground. Just as Felix rushed over to pick it up, Oliver kicked it away.  "I mean, doesn't this just prove how much, how much of a good friend I actually am? That I'm willing to show you she doesn't care."

Felix didn't believe him, "She does."

"She cares more about jewels and titles, not your love," Oliver exclaimed, in a pleading tone.

"I love her, I always have. I bought her that necklace. And you took it from her," Felix looked at him like he was nothing. All he saw was a snake, who wore dear antlers and paraded around like nothing was at fault. Like he was not at fault. "You hurt her. You're not a good friend if you don't know that it hurts me to see her in pain. You're not the same person I met Oliver."

"I'm still the same person. Yeah? I'm still the same person."

"I don't know what you are. Cali warned me about you," A wave of joy came over him as he thought of her but it faded away when he stared coldly into Oliver's eyes, "But I do know you, you make my fucking blood run cold."

The power of Felix's hard-hitting words made Oliver stagger back.

"Wait there a sec," pushing the bottle into Felix's grasp, he ran behind the statue and threw up, gagging as he coughed the rest of it out, " Fuck. Ah."

Hearing the boy who he once thought was his friend in such a state, Felix couldn't stop himself from asking, "Better?"

"Fuck you," Oliver spat out as wiped the sick from his mouth with the back of his hand.

"I think you should go to bed," Felix took a swig of the bottle, not bothering to look behind, too focused on the necklace he crouched down to retrieve from the maze floor.

"I don't care what you think any more."

Felix took no notice of Oliver walking away because he found the necklace Calypso so desperately needed. The priceless gift she cried herself to sleep for all because it meant something to her, to him, to them and it was in his grasp.

She will be so happy, He thought.

Felix brought it to his chest, so it kissed his heart, sporting a bittersweet smile as the bottle fell out of his other hand and the weight of the night brought him tumbling down.

___

"Oh- oh," Calypso staggered as she made her way to the dock of the pond, taken back by the pretty bird at the edge of it. "Such a beautiful thing," she giggled when she finally found one. It only took an entire summer. She wanted to bring the news to everyone, anyone who would hear it, like Sir James. But most importantly her Felix. "I lost my dove," she spoke quietly, wary not to scare it. "And I found you. Felix will be so happy."

She scooted closer, now on her knees as she crawled over the slippery wood, almost nearing the end.

Fortunately, no one was around to see her like this.

She could barely see herself, her contacts were burning her eyes because of everything she took. But the sight was worth it.

She looked pretty, Felix told her that himself.

"Come here little bird," she just wanted to pet it, she gasped when her hand almost slipped, "That was close."

She beamed at the bird that symbolised all she held dear.

Love.

Like the fairy she was, Calypso wanted to fly, but instead, she fell or was she pushed?

The thoughts coursing through her mind were clouded. Her mind screamed and the water burned as it filled up her mouth, forcing itself into her throat as she repelled, and thrashed around.

An anchor-like weight pulled her down or held? She didn't know nor could she tell. She wanted to fly. And now she floats. Wings spread as her heart exploded, halting her struggle against the shallow tide.

And in her last moments, flashes of her love popped up in a sharp light, a light that grew weaker as his hand reached for her, tugging her closer until she let out a shuddered breath.

And in the end, all that was left of Calypso Danforth was a shallow grave and a rock with her name painted across, sunken in the pond for all eternity, next to her beloved Felix.

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THE END

a/n:

and to think that farleigh would be burdened with both of their deaths because drugs would be found in their system. cali had a heart attack when she was held down in the pond. she and felix died the same night, and i think if she had to find him the next morning she wouldn't be able to survive without him. i am in no way encouraging their love because it's based on dependency and fantasy.

i was planning on her dying like this, i did make clues throughout the story. i was worried that it would've been too obvious but i didn't mind if any reader caught on. i must say i like writing this story, although at time it's challenging, trying to keep oliver's character progression in sync with cali's realisation. there was never a scene where he would physically harm her because he understood what she was to felix and how she was blinded by his affection therefore she would never get with oliver.

i tried to touch on as many themes of the film as well as catering to my oc. it was a simple take on saltburn fanfiction and i hope you all enjoyed it, especially reading through a lens that may or may not be familiar to you. i did think about writing a funeral for cali, but i liked the ending the way it was, so understand there won't be a prologue.

thank you all so much for commenting and voting, please feel free to re-read or check out my other work on this account, on Wattpad or tiktok (all of their details are in my bio)

- liv

[thesungod]

5 favorite apollo ships,, go 👉😏👉

HOW CAN YOU IN GOOD CONSCIENCE ASK THIS TO ME

1) Herapollo. I’m sorry but if you get it you get it. The forbidden (and I do mean forbidden holy fuck) love, the “im fucking you to get revenge on Zeus”, the complete and total enemies to lovers opposites attract you’re-the-light-in-my-tunnel of it all. revolutionary.

2) Apollo/Calypso. Annoyances to lovers. Sexual tension. What-the-fuck-are-we-doing relationship. Probably a lot of fun and bickering. both canonically call their significant other “baby”

3) Apollo/Commodus. need I say anything. insane bitches. their tent scene dufjeixjfeksjdjss. “he’ll be the one whimpering” okay sir.

4) Apollo/Naomi. i wrote a whole fic about them lmao they are just😭 they give me this vibe of soft and fun couple. they’d go to the movies and laugh the whole time, annoying other people. they’d write songs together. they’d make pancakes. they’d make Will <3 i see their relationship as this thing that gave them months of genuine, blissful happiness that will never come back, but they are both grateful and nostalgic for it.

5) honestly… kinda obsessed with the concept of Apollo/Luke. but since they never interacted in canon and it’s just an idea I would in theory love to explore, i’m choosing Apollo/Cyrene as my last couple. for the “girlboss malewife” of it all. I do really think Apolluke would slay tho

[spacefinch]

A list of Star Trek episode titles that are one word each:

TOS:

Miri

Arena

Catspaw

Metamorphosis

Obsession

TNG:

Justice

Haven

Datalore

Symbiosis

Conspiracy

Contagion

Manhunt

Evolution

Allegiance

Sarek

Family

Brothers

Legacy

Reunion

Clues

Qpid

Redemption

Darmok

Disaster

Unification

Violations

Conundrum

Ethics

Relics

Schisms

Rascals

Aquiel

Tapestry

Birthright

Lessons

Suspicions

Timescape

Decent

Liaisons

Interface

Gambit

Phantasms

Attached

Inheritance

Parallels

Homeward

Masks

Genesis

Firstborn

Bloodlines

Emergence

DS9:

Babel

Dax

Vortex

Progress

Duet

Cardassians

Melora

Sanctuary

Rivals

Whispers

Paradise

Shadowplay

Crossover

Tribunal

Equilibrium

Meridian

Defiant

Destiny

Visionary

Explorers

Shakaar

Facets

Indiscretion

Rejoined

Crossfire

Accession

Rapture

Resurrection

Waltz

Inquisition

Valiant

Afterimage

Chrysalis

Covenant

Chimera

Penumbra

Voyager:

Caretaker

Parallax

Phage

Emanations

Cathexis

Faces

Jetrel

Initiations

Projections

Elogium

Twisted

Parturition

Tattoo

Maneuvers

Resistance

Prototype

Alliances

Threshold

Meld

Dreadnought

Lifesigns

Investigations

Deadlock

Innocence

Tuvix

Resolutions

Basics

Flashbacks

Remember

Warlord

Macrocosm

Coda

Unity

Darkling

Rise!

Displaced

Scorpion

Nemesis

Revulsion

Hunters

Prey

Retrospect

Unforgettable

Demon

One

Night

Drone

Timeless

Counterpoint

Gravity

Bliss

Juggernaut

Relativity

Warhead

Equinox

Alice

Riddles

Pathfinder

Virtuoso

Memorial

Tsunkatse

Collective

Fury

Imperfection

Drive

Repression

Nightingale

Shattered

Lineage

Repentance

Prophecy

Workforce

Q2

Homestead

Endgame

Enterprise

Unexpected

Civilization

Fusion

Acquisition

Oasis

Detained

Minefield

Marauders

Singularity

Dawn

Stigma

Canamar

Judgement

Horizon

Cogenitor

Regeneration

Bounty

Anomaly

Extinction

Rajiin

Impulse

Exile

Twilight

Similitude

Stratagem

Harbinger

Hatchery

Damage

Home

Borderland

Awakening

Kir’Shara

Daedalus

United

Affliction

Divergence

Bound

Demons

Discovery

Lethe

Brother

Scavengers

Su’Kal

Anomaly

Rubicon

Rosetta

Lower Decks

Envoys

Veritas

Grounded

Reflections

The Animated Series

Yesteryear

Bem

Albatross

Short Treks

Calypso

Runaway

Picard

Remembrance

Nepenthe

Penance

Assimilation

Watcher

Monsters

Mercy

Farewell

Disengage

Imposters

Dominion

Surrender

Võx

Strange New Worlds (so far)

Charades

[aaronofithaca05]

The first night (rewritten)

Author: Aaron of Ithaca TW: implied s.a, manipulation, ptsd, coercion and power imbalance

I Chant: Last night (Part 1) Part 2 -> What the olive tree saw

On the first night in her cave . With the warmest of voices and the sweetest of tones she said: “Let me love be your soul, let my voice be your voice, let us be together in bliss”.

When I tried to punch, to escape… She took my fist and twirled below it. I saw her eyes ignited, her face became a flame, and before knowing vines, warm and soft vines blossomed around me. I tried to fight but with a wrist movement my legs… they became limp. I fell on the warm scented bed while she, as the gracious nymph that she was, twirled her warm fingers to my chin as she kissed my head. In a moment my moist eyes were dried, my hands embracing her, and my lisps prepared, while I was drowning away in my own tears again. “Let your tears be swept away by my embrace, let your cries become laughs and strength, let your shouts become a kiss and kisses, hugs. Let me be your home my dear and no one separates us no more” she said with glee while I screamed for help.

My hands then encircled her skin, we got as close as possible, how I couldn't move. Then her dewy warm embrace, her blazing embrace while I was drowning away in a prison of ice and rain. I was terrified but then a voice that wasn't mine, not from the heart but the throat, came: “I love you, love”, said him And then blackness rose and for 7 years the norm became. But last night, HORRIBLE NIGHT, I dreaded it, I dreaded our bed, our olive bed, our place! Before reaching it, it came to my mind. “I despise you stars! I despise you moon as the flowers that enveloped me before, cowards!”. I gazed out the window and saw them, the witnesses of my pain. “Your dim light forgets, my cries and hopes for the rosy dawn again, why do you want me to stay in hell?”. I thought while walking towards the bed.

But something was odd, the cold, the breeze among the olive twigs, the scent of rain…, the coarse linen, the translucent veil…I felt secure…but SHE, was there.

I only saw her face in you my Joy and froze as you became her; I wanted to leave as snow melts in the sun.

As you tended me on our bed, your rosy fingers in my chest, the chest….

I felt the same as those years away, while my eyes became pools of tears and pain.

How you stroke my skin in that way, how you played with my hair…and then, you sang as a swallow in spring

“My love” she said

My body became still, my gaze disturbed, the room, the twigs, it was again stone, the warmth, the flush, the vines… Her face… I saw her smile again. ”You´re with me dear, there´s nothing to fear”, Calypso said as a warm dawn, a false dawn. The kiss, the strokes, the talk that wasn't my own, it was all again, the same play. I awaited the dark as normal… But no. I felt water on my eyes, my beard became moist, my mouth didn´t form a smile, NO. Iit was a cry of help and from deep inside it rose: “BUT GODDESS PLEASE, OH GRACIOUS NYMPH, PLEASE NO MORE,!” Then as my heart was being torn apart by her eyes ”PENELOPE MY JOY, I CAN'T I JUST CAN'T!!!!!” “FORGIVE ME DEAR, FORGIVE MY JOY!!!!!!”, I said as I was choking in my tears, in my mind, with my voice.

Then I tasted it, salt, sweet salt again! I felt how the fire extinguished, how a drop of dew hit the lip and everything changed again, I was afraid to see her again, but looking towards her, only a figure in distress was who I met. It was YOU! It was you, my Joy! my Queen, my Penelope.! I saw how you fused with the shadows, how your cloth hung in the cold morning wind. I saw how you ran towards the candle.

[queer-dw-tourney]

hello !!!! i would like to welcome everyone to the queer dw characters tournament !!! i thought it would be a fun thing to do for pride month :)

ran by @victoriawaterfield !!!

you're able to submit characters through my askbox, i'm going to keep submissions open for probably about four to five days. any doctor who characters are welcome EXCEPT the doctor and the master, for a few reasons, but mainly because i think they'd sweep. if you are submitting a character please make sure to include the source in which they are said to be queer, this tournament is open to extended universe characters as well, they don't just have to be from doctor who.

auto-qualifiers:

liz shaw (sapphic, lesbian or bisexual depending on the source)

mike yates (achillean, gay or bisexual depending on the source)

jack harkness (pansexual / omnisexual / bisexual depending on the source)

river song (bisexual / pansexual depending on the source)

yasmin khan (sapphic, presumably a lesbian?)

jenny flint (lesbian)

madame vastra (lesbian)

clara oswald (bisexual)

toshiko sato (bisexual)

bill potts (lesbian)

ianto jones (bisexual)

rose noble (transgender)

carla sunday (lesbian)

rogue (gay)

submissions:

gwen cooper (bisexual)

owen harper (bisexual)

oliver harper (gay)

ace mcshane (bisexual / lesbian depending on the source)

bernice summerfield (bisexual)

liv chenka (bisexual)

helen sinclair (lesbian)

tania bell (trans and sapphic)

sam jones (bisexual)

adric (bisexual)

leela (bisexual)

luke smith (gay)

valarie lockwood (bisexual)

cindy wu (bisexual)

fitz kreiner (bisexual)

christian purcell (gay)

chris cwej (bisexual)

calypso jonez (non binary, bisexual)

charlie smith (gay)

matteusz andrzejewski (gay)

nyssa of traken (sapphic)

tegan jovanka (sapphic)

izzy sinclair (lesbian)

trudy (transgender, lesbian)

jane austen (sapphic)

tanya adeola (bisexual / pansexual)

compassion (aromantic, asexual)

beep the meep (non binary)

bliss (bisexual)

heather (sapphic, presumably a lesbian)

roanna lockwood (sapphic, presumably a lesbian)

patricia haggard (sapphic, presumably a lesbian)

[razorblade180]

Well knowing you have some old outlines I'd love to hear about your keykids

Keep in mind, these thoughts are like incredibly old. At least a decade at this point or more.

I’d have to do some ancient digging to find any old papers but I remember my Keykid named Vincent.

He was a pretty calm young man who loved the water; always laying about on his keyblade, Lowtide, that transformed into a surfboard. He never had any truly grand motivations because the blissful peace with his hometown friend, Calypso, was enough.

She was a very adventurous keykid that was truly amazed by the power she awoken one night after adventuring out to sea to rescue a child on a boat who was taken by the current and ended up on a neighboring island. Self improvement and ambition was her at her very core. The idea of being sore and tired after pushing through the unknown was gratifying, and Vincent was never far behind her. He may not seem like the type to most people, but she knows what truly gives him joy isn’t mundane peace, but the freedom to stretch out his limbs and take the world at his own pace. With her keyblade, Voyage, she set off to new places.

Whenever Calypso learned about other worlds and an ocean of stars there really wasn’t a choice but to explore it; to learn just how far she can go with this power. The idea of even more beautiful sights and waves to lay on was fascinating to Vincent. More importantly, there was no way he was letting his friend go off on some chaotic journey without him covering her back. It’s not like he’s super attached or anything. Who said anything about a crush? He sure didn’t.

Hailing from a world that’s primarily water, wind, water, and thunder spells were pretty much their bread and butter. Calypso was always pretty strong and capable while Vincent wasn’t a slacker nor was he particularly the most enthusiastic either. In a lot of cases, it was Calypso charging ahead and inspiring others they met. If you were to ask her though, she truly believed nobody could beat her Vincent whenever it counted. To her, she was always marching down a path he could walk easily and was sometimes already at place she getting to. Vincent had nothing to prove to anyone or himself; only things he wanted to protect and see. So the moments those precious things needed him, Vincent showed everyone what Calypso always knew. He’s as courageous and intense as she was. He just needs a reason to jump into the deep end.

[forestgloss]

hi! some questions for you (because I saw your post about the ask game thingy(no pressure at all to answer!))

1, do you have a favourite moment/ character in Arcane and/or Our Flag Means Death? (I've only recently finished ofmd, loved it. and I'm super excited for season two of arcane)

2, what's your favourite colour? (mine is purple/green)

3, what are some of your favourite hobbies? (I've been learning how to knit recently, and very much enjoying it)

I hope your day is going well!

1. ouuhhhhh.OUAHHGG ok for arcane: viktor, vi, and ekko are my favorite characters i love them so bad its ridiculous. viktor and ekko werent really in the s2 trailer but i cannot wait to see what i presume to be ekko's rise and viktor's fall (with all the love in my heart, make that man suffer x)

as for ofmd, the entire episode of calypso's birthday is so beautiful to me. i remember watching it for the first time and being so suprised yet thankful for the fact that none of the conflict of that episode came from within the crew. not just in the sense that everyone was getting along, but also just how accepting and casual the vibe was at the party. when izzy and wee john come out in drag and theres that moment of silence where you think its gonna be at the very least awkward, or somebodies gonna say something about it even if its not necessarily negative. But nope! Nobody bats an eye, theyre just glad to see him joining the party, they cheer and move on. and then there's whatevers going on between olu, jim, and archie, where previously you might have expected there to be some kind of jealousy drama or whatever but look at them now! not only have there been no issues, but all three of them are literally slow dancing together looking absolutely full of bliss. and the rest of the crew is just having a jolly old time, doing there thing and letting everyone else do theirs and nothing is made out to be abnormal or unusual. because it isnt!!! UEGEHH ITS SO BEAUTIFUL im sorry for rambling but you've unintentionally opened the floodgates.

2. MINE ARE ALSO PURPLE AND GREEN!! Favorite colors are green, brown, purple, blue, in that order <3

3. i like drawing! love making anything tbh. doodling and sketching, painting, sewing and making lil dolls, creating or altering jewelry, little paper crafts, anything like that! i have always wanted to try knitting as well but ive never gotten around to it (๑´ڡ`๑) I also love watching/reading stuff and analyzing it to the ends of the earth, as well as listening to other peoples opinions and interpretations of the art/media i enjoy.

i hope you have a lovely day too, thank you so much for the questions! and sorry if you expected shorter answers 🤝

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hey hey hey look who’s back the cat in the hat (moss)

is there an area or group that wouldn’t like the circus area or that the circus area wouldn’t like

trying to figure out where to put calypso for max comedy because I don’t think Erebus is able to get away with quite as much murder in the au lmao

As far as I am concerned, no! The Circus has little to no rules nor conflict! It's now a circus of serenity, when you can find bliss in the saddest of times!

So, feel free to add whatever you want to this with your OC's! I don't mind! :D