#cynthus

[archie-sunshine]

first time anon o//o but am big fan of your Spire ocs!!!! gwah the designs are marvelous 💖 would love to learn abt each of the floor lords’ whole schtick and what their level is like, i would really love to learn more about them!!!!!

AAAAA SO I REALLY APPRECIATE THIS ASK TYSM I SCREAAAM! but, there are like. 15 of them and i want to go crazy in detail about them, so I drew them all little face thingies so that people can ask in more detail about the ones they're interested in. SO! In order, here all of them are!!!

there are a lot of them, but i promise i have thought meticulously about every single one because i'm completely fucking insane.

[izroulia]

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS COUPLE?

Sirens: Lana (24) and Cynthus Nautica (25)

Last seen June 14 1991 bound for Izroulia portal hub.

[forgotten-amongs-the-stars]

HOMERIC HYMNS TO APOLLO

How, then, shall I sing of you who in all ways are a worthy theme of song? For everywhere, O Phoebus, the whole range of song is fallen to you, both over the mainland that rears heifers and over the isles. All mountain-peaks and high headlands of lofty hills and rivers flowing out to the deep and beaches sloping seawards and havens of the sea are your delight. Shall I sing how at the first Leto bare you to be the joy of men, as she rested against Mount Cynthus in that rocky isle, in sea-girt Delos -- while on either hand a dark wave rolled on landwards driven by shrill winds -- whence arising you rule over all mortal men?

[sunkissedchai]

 How, then, shall I sing of you who in all ways are a worthy theme of song? For everywhere, O Phoebus, the whole range of song is fallen to you, both over the mainland that rears heifers and over the isles. All mountain-peaks and high headlands of lofty hills and rivers flowing out to the deep and beaches sloping seawards and havens of the sea are your delight. Shall I sing how at the first Leto bare you to be the joy of men, as she rested against Mount Cynthus in that rocky isle, in sea-girt Delos -- while on either hand a dark wave rolled on landwards driven by shrill winds -- whence arising you rule over all mortal men?

Homeric Hymn 3: To Apollo; translated by H.G. Evelyn-White

[moondrunkteen]

The Bard of Olympus Apollo

Art by Me/ @maydayhall

Symbols

Color: Gold, Orange, Pink and White

Elements: Fire 🜂

Tarot Cards: The Sun, The Knight of Wands, Three of Swords and The Wheel of Fortune

Food🍊: Ambrosia, Nectar, Orange Cake, Olives and Sun Water

Herbs🍯: laurel, larkspur, cypress, poplar, hyacinth, rush, anise, palm, sunflower, aloe, citrus.

Animals🐬: Ravens, Swans and Dolphins

Crystals💎:Sunstone, Quartz, Calcite, Amber and Yellow Sapphire

Incense🫐:Frankincense, Myrrh, Cypress, Clove, Ciannamon and Vanilla

Devotional Acts

- Writing poetry

- Karaoke or writing your own music

- making playlist for your ancestors, friends or deities

- Giving Gifts to your loved ones on a Sunday

- Donate to medical charities and learn medicines

- Support up-and-coming/indie artists and musicians.

pregnant with the offspring’s of Zeus, Leto ran away to save herself and her child in the land of Delos because Hera cursed her to never give birth. however, Leto was able to give birth to twins in the secret land of Delos — a boy (Apollo) and a girl (Artemis). it is said that Artemis was born first and helped her mother in giving birth to Apollo on the mountain Cynthus. however, Hera had already sent the dragon serpent python – (the son of Gaia) – to kill them. after being born, Apollo was fed the nectar of ambrosia, and within some days he grew strong and brave, ready to take revenge. at the age of four, he was able to slay the monstrous python with special arrows given to him by the god of blacksmiths Hephaestus. he was worshiped by the people of Delos for his bravery.

[etrevil]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "cnthius "?

*stretches arms*

not in any specific order, but;

Lying in the Imprint of Your Echo by kanekei —was everything I could ever want from skk.

Magic and Mystery by Allegory_for_Hatred —had me reading until 3am struck and my eyes could barely keep open.

Letters from the Underground by ktaem —first ever Fyozai fic, and I've adored it since.

passerine by blujamas, thcscus (blujamas) —changed my taste in fiction honestly, just so good.

Butterfly Reign by @tuesday-teyz —I beta for this fic and safe to say, changed my life and has given me so much pain.

all that is left by alaruya (not just a fic, the whole series) —this just had such a beauty to it that I still can't move on from it.

tell me we do not live in vain by valleykey —opened my eyes to topics I used to be too scared to approach.

Kieta by @wheatbus —current fave, the whole series is enjoyable and (almost) daily updates.

Ineffable Partners by Ch_ee_rios (another whole series) —had me gasping and rolling circles in my bed becaose of embarrassment, joy, and pure sadness. Worth a thousand rereads.

Head Full of Lies by AbsoluteNegation —if this was a tea someone made for me, I'd marry them.

As for my name, it actually came from a previous username I had (which I grew bored of lol), and that is "cnthus", inspired by the mountain named "cynthus". But since twitter didn't have it as it is, I removed the "y" and had it for around a year, 'til I decided to add an "i". The name in general is derived from the greek epithets of Apollo and Artemis.

[yu-daifuku]

Note: Aphelios x Fem!Albino!Lunari!Reader. A quick doodle Fem!Albino!Lunari!Reader from this cute fic by @asaarii

(Actually, while I read it I kinda create some lore for her too! It's random and may not accurate from LoL original lore since I don't play this game but...yeah I just want this smol rabbit girl to have some background story🫥 hope you don't mind with my broken english skills lol🤣) Cynth >> Her name inspired from 'Cynthia' meaning "she of Mount Cynthus" (the birthplace of Artemis) which associate with moon and I think it suit the lunari concept! Also, Her name spell the same as 'Sin' represent the concept that she os the odd one and different from others. At first I want her to use some rifle things like Aphelios but since she's not good at hearing and her eye-sight is bad, Making her a warrior might not be a good idea. So, I change her lore to be the Priestess instead-

She may look cold at first pic but I think she would be like a smol cute white rabbit!! It makes me wanna squeeze her cheeks✨💖

(You can squeeze her cheeks!! but be careful because Aphelios is watching you—)

[verreprincesse]

if ella had a middle name, what do you think it would be?? her full name is Eleanor Tremaine ( going off the disney canon that her father was actually named Lord Tremaine from one of the EARLY disney books ) her mother's name was Astrid Eleanor so she is named for her mother and Ella is from France.

i do have the headcanon that Ella's mother was friends with Queen Leah from Sleeping Beauty :3

[loosesodamarble]

Jesse Voltia-Swing and Cynthia Enoteca

So not too long ago, I was very excited to have received this commission from @crazycookiemaniac. It features Magna, Luck, and their daughter Jesse.

Now with this post I shall talk more in detail about Jesse as well as someone very dear to her, Cynthia.

..........

Jesse Voltia-Swing

Her name means "gift." Jesse is called "lil’ ember" by her fathers (despite her magic not being fire).

Age: 10

Birthday: November 30

Magic Attribute: Plasma.

Appearance: Mostly blond hair like Luck with streaks of black (got that two colored hair from Magna). As a child, it was a short bob cut and was often terribly cut because Luck or Magna did it. When she cuts it much shorter, Vanessa takes over so she looks much better. She's got blue eyes like both parents that are big and soft.

Personality: Very energetic, maybe too energetic for her own good. She always needs to be doing something as she gets bored easily. A determined girl too. She’s bubbly like Luck but underneath is a temper similar to Magna’s. It’s not often you’ll find her being quiet as she’s either shouting for joy or anger. Thankfully she can be quelled easily.

Jesse is in fact biologically related to both Magna and Luck! More on that later.

Jesse’s got surprisingly poor magic control compared to her parents. Thankfully she’s eager to learn!

Jesse’s closest friends are Naru, Alfred, Aimee, and Cynthia. She's training buddies with Naru and Alfred. Aimee helps her dispel her magic when it gets out of control. And Cynthia is the closest thing she has to a sister though she actually refers to Cynthia as "cousin." Jesse is friendly with Merel and Leoray as they all struggle with magic control and they all hype each other up. She loves Vanessa, even calling her “auntie,” and is close to people like Asta and Noelle too.

To distinguish her fathers, she calls Luck “Daddy/Dad” and Magna “Papa/Pops.”

Originally, she wanted to grow out her hair because of Vanessa and Cynthia but gave up on it because she hated all the brushing long hair involved.

When she turns 15, her magic control has greatly improved and she confidently joins the Crimson Lion Kings.

The scar on her cheek was a result of fighting Ferro Silva.

Cynthia Enoteca

The exact meaning of her name is Greek for "woman from Cynthus." However, Cynthia is also a former subgenus of the Vanessa genus of butterfly (it's no longer a valid taxon but I'm not here to give a lecture on taxonomy). Her mom and friends call her “Cynth.”

Age: 15

Birthday: March 3

Magic Attribute: Fabric. It’s an evolved form of Vanessa’s Thread Magic. She mostly uses her magic to alter her clothes. Eventually, she develops a spell called Fabric of Reality which lets her move between different universes.

Appearance: She mostly looks like her mom with her purple eyes and wavy hair. But the color of her hair isn’t simply pink. It’s a shiny rose gold hue, meaning her father’s golden blond hair had a bit of influence.

Personality: Charismatic and vivacious are the main words to describe Cynthia. She approaches life with great enthusiasm, knowing that’s what her parents want for her. Likely as a result of her magic attribute, Cynthia does her best to be creative. She’s curious too. As a result, she’s tried her hand at multiple arts/crafts such as sketching and wood carving but her favorite so far is leather working. She’s rarely seen not doing anything with her hands. Her playful spirit means it’s hardly ever dull with her. She teases her friends too but sometimes, she can get carried away which she does feel bad about when it’s pointed out.

Cynthia’s parents aren’t officially together. Vanessa and Selen both wanted kids but had no romantic partner. They’re friendly enough with each other that they agreed to have their child together (also doesn’t help that Vanessa finds Selen to be a hunk and Selen thinks well of Vanessa’s friendliness and thoughtful nature). They have joint custody of Cynthia.

Despite her odd family situation, Cynthia knows she’s loved and understands that her parents are happy with the way things are.

Cynthia's closest friends are Ann, Jesse, Fleuriana, and Elana. She's close with Saki through Ann. Soleil's inventiveness and Dawn's determination are inspirations to Cynthia. She's also close with her half-brother (from another reality) Ezio (@lyranova's oc).

She doesn't become a Magic Knight and instead plans to be art teacher. She does go on little adventures to keep the multi-verse stable though.

Were Cynthia to meet children from other universes, she would like some such as Josslyn (@crazyclownthanos' oc) and Hikari (@eme-eleff's oc). But she finds herself somewhat uncomfortable with the idea of her friends being "replaced" by other children.

.....

So the story behind Jesse's birth is as follows...

Magna and Luck got married and after lots of talking, they realized that they both wanted a kid. Magna had fun playing with their friends' kids but also felt fulfilled when he can help them out with life problems. Luck wanted more liveliness in the household and was admittedly a little jealous of his friends having their own families.

However, orphanages weren't willing to adopt out to men of their reputation and both felt weird if their kid was only one of theirs biologically. it was a real blow since they had both changed and learned to control their worst habits at that point.

Luck then remembered Vanessa mentioning that all witches are the Witch Queen's daughters, which meant the WQ knew how to make children without a man. This led them to breaking into the forest and asked the Witch Queen if she could help them get a child. And the Witch Queen... surprisingly agreed! She had one condition though: they had to bring her granddaughter Cynthia (who was 4-5 at the time) in for a visit because Vanessa had neglected to do so yet.

Magna and Luck managed to bring Cynthia without getting killed by Vanessa or Selen. When Cynthia was finally in front of the Witch Queen, she quietly said, "Hi Grandma." Moments after, Vanessa and Selen entered the room and explained the situation. Turns out Vanessa was going to bring Cynthia herself but was trying to explain her history to Cynthia first. Cynthia was scared of the Witch Queen but wanted to meet her still.

In the end, the Witch Queen got to meet Cynthia. The Witch Queen knew she wouldn't really be a part of her granddaughter's life but still wanted to see her once. She told Cynthia to be good to her parents but, if they act foolishly, to get them to stop. Just as Vanessa had defeated the Witch Queen years before. It was a weird but touching moment as it showed Vanessa that the Witch Queen had accepted how wrong she was and was letting go of the past.

With the request completed, the Witch Queen used her magic to take a sample of Magna and Luck's blood/DNA to bring a child into the world. Magna was excited to have a son but the Witch Queen explicitly told him that she refused to create a male child with her magic and thus the boys would have a daughter. Luck was unaffected, excited that he'd have a kid at all. Magna was mildly disappointed until Jesse was actually born and he changed his mind in an instant.

[pmreaper]

Queen Dido, of loveliest form, reached the temple, with a great crowd of youths accompanying her. Just as Diana leads her dancing throng on Eurotas’s banks, or along the ridges of Cynthus, and, following her, a thousand mountain-nymphs gather on either side: and she carries a quiver on her shoulder, and overtops all the other goddesses as she walks: and delight seizes her mother Latona’s silent heart: such was Dido, so she carried herself, joyfully, amongst them, furthering the work, and her rising kingdom. Then, fenced with weapons, and resting on a high throne, she took her seat, at the goddess’s doorway, under the central vault. She was giving out laws and statutes to the people, and sharing the workers labour out in fair proportions, or assigning it by lot:

dido is so strong like genuinely she's such an honorable and commendable woman. I'm so mad what the Aeneid did to her. Dido deserves so much better

[archie-sunshine]

As a more recent follower of yours, I have to ask now:

What other OCs??? They need love too????

i technically have one other tf oc, his name is altair, he's an astrocartographer and his alt mode is a space telescope! i haven't written or thought much about them though.

And then the rest are original ocs, made in my bffs homebrew ttrpg setting, my first big two are JAK and Pandora, a human consciousness with corrupted memory files downloaded onto a kickboxing robot and a disgraced major league bot fighting engineer turned illegal underground unregulated bot fighting champ! most of my content about them surrounds the strangeness of their relationship and their more personal emotional issues though. they're definitely my most fleshed out ocs

I also have my two active tabletop characters, cablebunny from my cyberpunk campaign, and the professor from my dnd5e campaign, a livestreamer who attempts to solve missing persons cases in night city, and a college professor/giant bug veterinarian respectively

and then theres my gaggle of freaks from my original fantasy world The Spire. I have an mc adventurer character (you can find them under the tag #the knight or #insect knight) but i've been more focused or more talkative about the level lords, a group of semi omnipotent beings who work together to make the titular spire the worst place ever.

there are twelve of them. i cannot cover each one individually on this post

but yea! aside from past ocs and inactive dnd characters, those are all my current ocs, thanks for asking!

[izroulia]

Izroulia bonus chapter

This is a little bonus backstory that I couldn’t really fit into the actual book. It goes a little deeper into Aries’ parents and Momo.

July 1st 1990

“Lana shut the fuck up, are you kidding?”

“Nope! I’m pregnant, MOMO I’M HAVING A BABY!”

Screaming in joy, the best friends leapt into each other’s arms and squeezed each other in a tight hug. Lana wasn’t exactly actively trying for a baby, but she and Cynthus had decided that if it happened, then it happened and they’d roll with it. But something about it actually happening made it seem so much more exiting and joyful. It was much too early to tell the sex of the baby, but Lana didn’t care what her kid was. She just wanted a healthy and happy child.

“I better get to be the cool god mother” Momo said.

“Duh, that’s why I’m here. To tell you you’re going to be the godmother. If for some reason me and Cynth are out of action you’re the next of kin” Lana replied.

“That I can do. Holy shit Lana you’re having a freaking KID!”

“I KNOW!”

The siren was already thinking of names, nursery ideas, looking for patterns to make baby clothes. And her fiancé was already out getting wood to make a custom crib with. They were thinking a sailor themed nursery, perfect fit for a siren. So a crib shaped like a little boat? That’s be the cutest thing ever.

“Did Cynthus have a heart attack?” Momo snickered.

“In a good way yes, you should have seen that absolute baby. Literally sobbing he was so exited” Lana replied.

“Seems like deep down he really did want that baby”

“I think he did, hey got his wish. 10 weeks in”

Momo still wasn’t in a relationship, and she didn’t really feel the need for one right now. Not when she was going to be on full time baby helping for her two best friends soon anyway. She was overjoyed for them, she’d known Lana since highschool and Cynthus joined the group only about a year later. They’d all be so close, Momo didn’t mind being the third wheel because they all got along so well and were genuinely such deep friends.

“Any names or too early?” Momo asked.

“A few. Rhiannon, Tessa, Lux for a girl. Maybe Lucian or Atantic for a boy. But honestly I have a soft spot for gender neutral names” Lana explained.

“You know how they say mothers can tell the gender before the baby is born? Maybe that’s why. Maybe they’ll end up both” Momo joked.

Oh how ironic that joke would end up in the years to come…

“Haha, maybe. I don’t really have any guy feelings but then again, it’s early. But for androgynous names there’s Fawn… or maybe Aries” Lana said.

“Ooh Aries is good” Momo replied.

“Cynthus did the math, they’ll be born in Aries season so he thought it’d be a good candidate”

“It is, I say Aries. Or maybe Rhiannon if it’s a girl”

There was so much to do. Get all the supplies, tell the family, pick a name, go to all the check ups, build the nursery… but even with all the work and pregnancy symptoms to deal with. Lana was still practically jumping out of her skin. She was going to be a mother, and the father was the love of her life. And the godmother? Her best friend. She felt like absolutely nothing could stop her, being her down or wipe away her smile.

July 1st 1991

“Everything is in the crib, we didn’t have much time so it’s a bit if a mess. But it’s all there… everything you need to raise a baby” Cynthus said, a numbness in his voice.

“Cynth there has to be someth-“ Momo said.

“There isn’t… it’s too dangerous to take a newborn through a portal. Let alone an unstable one. If things work we will be back… promise”

Momo looks over at Lana, clutching the sleeping baby to her chest, sobbing her eyes out. It’d only been 4 months. 4 months with her baby, and now she has no choice but to say goodbye. She knew Momo would take care of her child, but she’d gone through 9 months of pregnancy and excitement waiting for the day she got to meet her baby. And after all that… only 4 months together.

But she had no choice. At the rate Merfolk wee being killed, it was either run or die. And a newborn just can’t go through an unstable portal… it’d kill them instantly.

Cynthus turned to his fiancé, tears in his eyes as he pulled her and his baby into a hug. He wanted to scream, but he tried to keep it together for Lanas sake. He placed a kiss on the babies cheek, threatening to break down.

“Daddy will be back ok? I promise…” he said.

Lana took a breath, she look one more look at her baby and kissed their forehead.

“Be good for mama Momo ok? I love you guppy, I’ll come back one day. I promise” she sniffled.

With tears in her eyes, Momo took the sleeping child, and pleaded with her gaze at her best friends to stay. She knew they couldn’t, but she wanted them to stay so bad. If Agnemetra didn’t cease the throne… this never would have happened.

“Momo, I love you. Take care of my baby” Lana said.

“I will… I promise” Momo replied.

The group hugged one last time, and hardly able to keep it together Lana and Cynthus got into their car and pulled out of the driveway to the portal centre. Hoping that if they were lucky, they could get out with their lives.

Momo took the baby inside, on the table was a basket of supplies. Bottles, clothes, formula, pacifiers. Next to the table the handmade crib with the rest of the supplies. She needed to set up, she had a baby to care for now.

She wrapped the child up in a sling, so she could keep them close and move stuff around at the same time. She packed all the supplies into her cupboards, and pushed the crib into her room next to her bed. She set up the mobile of sea creates she gifted to the parents at the baby shower, put the blankets with little fish and anchors on it over the mattress. And she placed the sleeping baby in their crib.

They had Lana’s black hair, Cynthus pale skin and blue eyes. A true mix of their parents. All warm and cosy in a knitted onesie, something Lana made while she was in the late stages of pregnancy and couldn’t move around as easy. Hanging off the railing of the crib was a necklace chain that held the family signet ring for the child to wear when they were older.

The boat shaped crib was pained red and navy, had a little life raft and sail on it. Where the name of the boat would be, was the name of the child.

Aries Nautica.

Momo sat on her bed, looking down at the baby who was completely unaware the danger they were in and how painful this was for their parents. Momo had a sinking feeling she may never see her best friends again, and now she had to take care of their child.

Aries would always be Lana and Cynthus’ child. But right now… Aries was her child too.

Aries was the only thing she’d have left of Lana and Cynthus… and every day they were alive in Izroulia, their life was in danger because they were born to two sirens.

Momo sighed, and everything just broke.

All she could do was cry.

[princesssarisa]

Out of curiosity

You know the names meanings of the characters in Carmen Jones (Movie 1954)?

I've only seen excerpts from this movie, but okay. First names only.

Carmen: "Song."

Joe: Short for Joseph, which means "He (God) shall add."

Frankie: Short for Frances, meaning "Frenchwoman."

Cindy Lou: Cindy is short for Cynthia, meaning "from Cynthus"; "Lou" is short for Louise, meaning "famous in battle."

Husky: A nickname, presumably for his strong, robust figure.

Rum: A nickname; rum is a type of alcohol.

Dink: A nickname, meaning unknown.

Myrt: Short for Myrtle, a flowering shrub.

[sunnyapollonjabrigidotter]

Leto Myth, birth of the 2 beautiful twins, Artemis & Apollo representing the moon & sun, and all their energies represent, not their physicality which is, as we know, Selene & Helios, also sister & brother, from Hyperion & Theia..

sources for the myth.. primary theoi.com on Leto

then from greekmyths-interpretation.com - on here as well as on Artemis ig...

On the myths:

Homeric Hymn 3 to Delian Apollon 2 - 148 (trans. Evelyn-White) (Greek epic C7th to 4th B.C.) :

"As he [Apollon] goes through the house of Zeus, the gods tremble before him, and all spring up from their seats when he draws near, as he bends his bright bow. But Leto alone stays by the side of Zeus who delights in thunder; and then she unstrings his bow, and closes his quiver, and takes his archery from his strong shoulders in her hands and hangs them on a golden peg against a pollar of his father's house. Then she leads him to a seat and makes him sit : and the Father gives him nektar in a golden cup welcoming his dear son, while other gods make him sit down there, and queenly Leto rejoices because she bare a mighty son and an archer. Rejoice, blessed Leto, for you bare glorious children, the lord Apollon and Artemis who delights in arrows; her in Ortygia, and him in rocky Delos, as you rested against the great mass of the Kynthion (Cynthian) hill hard by a palm-tree by the streams of Inopos (Inopus).

Shall I sing how at the first Leto bare you [Apollon] to be the joy of men, as she rested against Mount Kynthos (Cynthus) in that rocky isle, in sea-girt Delos--while on either hand a dark wave rolled on landwards driven by shrill winds--whence arising you rule over all mortal men? Among those who are in Krete (Crete), and in the township of Athens, and in the isle of Aigina (Aegina) and Euboia (Euboea), famous for ships, in Aigai (Aegae) and Peiresiai (Piresiae) and Peparethos near the sea, in Threikios [Thracian] Athos and Pelion's towering heights and Threikios (Thracian) Samos and the shady hills of Ida, in Skyros (Scyrus) and Phokaia (Phocaea) and the high hill of Autokane (Autocane) and fair-lying Imbros and smouldering Lemnos and rich Lesbos, home of Makaros (Makareus), the son of Aiolos (Aeolus), and Khios (Chios), brightest of all the isles that lie in the sea, and craggy Mimas and the heights of Korykos (Corycus) and gleaming Klaros (Claros) and hte sheer hill of Aisagia (Aesagia) and watered Samos and the steep heights of Mykale (Mycale), in Miletos (Miletus) and Kos (Cos), the city of Meropian men, and steep Knidos (Cnidus) and windy Karpathos (Carpathus), in Naxos and Paros and rocky Rhenaia--so far roamed Leto in travail with the god who shoots afar, to see if any land would be willing to make a dwelling for her son. But they greatly trembled and feared, and none, not even the richest of them, dared receive Phoibos (Phoebus) [Apollon], until queenly Leto set foot on Delos and uttered winged words and asked her : ‘Delos, if you would be willing to be the abode of my son Phoibos Apollon and make him a rich temple--; for no other will vouch you, as you will find: and I think you will be rich in oxen and sheep, nor bear vintage nor yet produce plants abundantly. But if you have the temple of far-shooting Apollon, all men will bring you hecatombs and gather here, and incessant savour of rich sacrifice will always arise, and you will feed those who dwell in you from the hand of stangers; for truly your own soil is not rich.’

So spake Leto. And Delos rejoiced and answered and said : ‘Leto, most glorious daughter of great Koios (Coeus), joyfully would I receive your child the far-shooting lord; for it is all too true that I am ill-spoken of among men, whereas thus I should become very greatly honoured. But his saying I fear, and I will not hide it from you, Leto. They say that Apollon will be one that is very haughty and will greatly lord it among gods and men all over the fruitful earth. Therefore, I greatly fear in heart and spirit that as soon as he sees the light of the sun, he will scorn this island--for truly I have but a hard, rocky soil--and overturn me and thrust me down with his feet in the depths of the sea; then will the great ocean wash deep above my head for ever, and he will go to another land such as will please him, there to make his temple and wooded groves. So, many-footed creatures of the sea will make lairs in me and black seals their dwelling undisturbed, because I lack people. Yet if you will but dare to sware a great oath, goddess (thea), that here first he will build a glorious temple to be an oracle for men, then let him afterwards make temples and wooded groves amongst all men; for surely he will be greatly renowned.’

So said Delos. And Leto sware the great oath of the gods : ‘Now hear this, Gaia (Gaea, Earth) and wide Ouranos (Uranus, Heaven) above, and dropping water of Styx, this is the strongest and most awful oath of the blessed gods, surely Phoibos shall have here his fragrant altar and precinct, and you he shall honour above all.’

Now when Leto had sworn and ended her oath, Delos was very glad at the birth of the far-shooting lord, But Leto was racked nine days and nine nights with pangs beyond wont. And there were with her all the chiefest of the goddesses, Dione and Rheia and Ikhnaia (Ichnaea) and Themis and loud-moaning Amphitrite and the other deathless goddesses save white-armed Hera, who sat in the halls of cloud-gathering Zeus. Only Eileithyia, goddess of sore travail, had not heard of Leto's trouble, for she sat on the top of Olympos (Olympus) beneath golden clouds by white-armed Hera's contriving, who kept her close through envy, because Leto with the lovely tresses was soon to bear a son faultless and strong.

But the goddesses sent out Iris from the well-set isle to bring Eileithyia, promising her a great necklace strung with golden threads, nine cubits long. And they bade Iris call her aside from white-armed Hera, lest she might afterwards turn her from coming with her words. When swift Iris, fleet of foot as the wind, had heard all this, she set to run; and quickly finishing all the distance she came to the home of the gods, sheer Olympos, and forthwith called Eileithyia out from the hall to the door and spoke winged words to her, telling her all as the goddesses who dwell on Olympos had bidden her. So she moved the heart of Eileithyia in her dear breast; and they went their way, like why wild-doves in their going.

And as soon as Eileithyia the goddess of sore travail set foot on Delos, the pains of birth seized Leto, and she longed to bring forth; so she cast her arms about a palm tree and kneeled on the soft meadow while the earth [of Delos] laughed for joy beneath. Then the child leaped forth to the light, and all the goddesses raised a cry. Straightway, great Phoibos, the goddesses washed you purely and cleanly with sweet water, and swathed you in a white garment of fine texture, new-woven, and fastened a golden band about you.

Now Leto did not give Apollon, bearer of the golden blade, her breast; but Themis duly poured nektar and ambrosia with her divine hands : and Leto was glad because she had borne a strong son and an archer. But as soon as you had tasted that divine heavenly food, O Phoibos, you could no longer then be held by golden cords nor confined with bands, but all their ends were undone. Forthwith Phoibos Apollon spoke out among the deathless goddesses : ‘The lyre and the curved bow shall ever be dear to me, and I will declare to men the unfailing will of Zeus.’

So said Phoibos, the long-haired god who shoots afar and began to walk upon the wide-pathed earth; and all the goddesses were amazed at him. Then with gold all Delos was laden, beholding the child of Zeus and Leto, for joy because the god chose her above the islands and shore to make his dwelling in her : and she loved him yet more in her heart blossomed as does a mountain-top with woodland flowers."

[dukeoftheblackstar]

“Hello, little pup.”

I love this and I mean this to heart because the Plo Koon is strong in me. Koh to yah that little pup. Want him to just 'Koh to ya, little pup' and just kasjdkasdlakjdlaksdla

Plo tilted his head upward as if to ponder, “Princess Selene of the Cynthus moon.”

DAD. UNCLE. GRANDPA. THIS OLD MAN IS A GOD. MAKE UP STORIES TOO or true ones ♥. THIS BE PERFECT. ♥

Her tiny jaw hit the floor. After a few moments, the child glanced from her plastoid table to a section of shelving that housed a variety of paper.

HI little baby girl, Selene ♥ I'm YOUR AUNT NOW ;/////////////////;

You're Invited' penned in purple as well managed as her little hands could be.

RSVP THAT SHIT WOLFFE ♥ Pls put a crown on wolffe and stickers on his armor. Meanwhile, Plo's antiox mask be full of stickers

;////////////////////////////////; thank you so much for tagging me @wolffegirlsunite >///////////: I CRYEYEYEYYE.

Also @l-lend this so precious ;///////////////////////////;

a/n - Okay it's been a minute but another one for @clonexreaderbingo. This was a bit of a challenge since I've never written for Wolffe and Plo Koon so any feedback would be great.

Eager eyes watched from her perch on the sofa. Florescent costume jewelry encircled her tiny fingers as she gripped the back of the furniture. Her vigil quietly observed by her parents from the kitchen.

“How long has she been like this?” The clone commander asked.

The woman by his side exhaled an amused breath, “Since I told her you and I were going out.”

She turned to study his face as he regarded their daughter. Commander Wolffe was not the most outwardly expressive man, but with time spent together she had grown adept at discerning his mood. The spark in his left eye, the subtle curl of his lip. He saved his smiles for special occasions.

An amused huff blew from his nose as the child sprang from her post with a delighted squeal.

“He's here!”

With a squeeze of his hand from his lover, Wolffe ventured into the living room while his little one sprinted towards the door.

“He'shereHe'shereHe'shereHe'shereHe'shereHe'shereHe'shere!”

As soon as the front door slid open, the child pounced.

“Uncle Plo!”

The guest in question crouched down to the child's level.

“Hello, little pup.”

The two exchanged a brief hug before the Kel Dor's gaze traveled to lock onto the clone. Plo raised a hand in greeting.

“Apologies, I was kept later than usual.”

“It's no problem,” the woman replied emerging from the kitchen, “Selene's been busy setting up.”

“Uh huh, Mom helped me with the snacks.”

“Oh,” Plo turned his attention back to Selene, “another of your tea parties? I seem to remember Sinker enjoying them.”

Selene nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah! Wanna see?”

“I'd love to. If you give me a moment, I'll join you shortly.”

Wolffe's pup shot off. The sound of footfalls echoed down the hall.The adults sat in a moment of silence.

“Thank you for watching her.” Wolffe began.

The jedi's features crinkled, tinged with mirth, “It's no trouble. She's a welcomed break from the galaxy.”

A pair of hands grasped onto the clone's arm before he felt a familiar weight against his shoulder.

“We shouldn't be long.”

“Take all the time you need. However, I need to see about this tea party.”

“Wolffe?”

The commander's thoughts returned to his wife. Her features twisted in concern.

“Sorry, just...”

Her hand folded over his as if to bolster him.

“Work thoughts still going?”

He sighed in hopes of lifting the invisible weight off his chest.

“Selene was almost glad to see us go.”

Her features softened, “She doesn't get to see Plo too often.”

His flat gaze brushed away her attempts to cushion the blow.

“The war was easier, mesh'la. I could handle clankers.”

Her delicate fingers graced the underside of his chin, bringing his face back to her.

“She sees you trying,” She offered a smile, “just give her time.”

The clone commander chewed on her advice through the rest of their outing.

Selene frowned from her place at the head of her plastoid table.

“Something troubling you?”

The child's eyes remained on the brightly colored tea set.

“You've known my daddy a long time.”

The jedi master shifted on the seat he was perched on.

“I have. He and I helped a lot of people.”

“Do you think he likes me?”

Silence the span of a heart beat seemed to stretch for eternity. She fidgeted under his gaze. Plo took a breath as he meticulously picked his words.

“Do you know the name of your father's battalion?”

She nodded, “The wolf pack. There's a picture of a loth-wolf. Daddy has one.” Her fingers tapped her shoulder where a pauldron would sit.

Plo smiled, “You're right. Did he tell you the story about the loth-wolves?”

At the shake of her head, Plo began his tale.

“Loth-wolves are protectors. They scare off anything that would wish them harm, but all the loth-wolves come together to protect someone most precious.”

He glanced at her enraptured expression. Her body leaned forward as if to urge him on.

“One who was brave. She would feed them and care for them, and they vowed to defend her until the end.”

“Who was she?”

Plo tilted his head upward as if to ponder, “Princess Selene of the Cynthus moon.”

Her tiny jaw hit the floor. After a few moments, the child glanced from her plastoid table to a section of shelving that housed a variety of paper.

“Uncle Plo, can you help me with something?”

The commander and his wife soon shuffled in. However, something was amiss as Selene rocked back and forth on her heels.

“Daddy, I got something for you.”

At his piqued curiosity, he noticed both of her hands were hidden behind her back. She pursed her lips before she loosed a roll of her eyes. She was definitely his daughter.

“You gotta close your eyes first.”

A glance to his wife and a reassuring gesture from her, and his eyes slid closed. A ruffle of thick paper met his ears.

“Okay, you can look.”

His eyes immediately met the colorful paper that had seemingly suffered a glitter assault with a drawing that was similar to the artwork that was displayed in their kitchen. Selene held the paper aloft with a grin. The words 'You're Invited' penned in purple as well managed as her little hands could be.

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