#eris lore olympus

[keenzinemugstudent]

with Lore Olympus ending imma say that the 10 year skip was disappointing I know I wasn't the only one who was interested in seeing how Persephone handle taking over her mom's role? How she learned more about her powers? Did she find out any new information about Hades and how his relationship with Minthie was from Minthie point of view which has Persephone kind of rethinking her whole entire relationship with a guy she's only known for weeks or months???? Or did she learn anything new about what a fertility goddess was and why was so important that people are so interested in her

Also there was literally no point of bringing Eris into the story and being the one who blessed Persephone with wrath when Artemis and Apollo had wrath too, so it means Persephone didn't have to be blessed she just had a normal reaction and made her lose control Eris did not need to be shown she didn't have to be mentioned well she could have been shown but she didn't have to have anything to do with what Persephone did at all she could have just came to trial because she was interested to see all the chaos that was happening that's it

And😬 Artemis wow just wow, protector of women... I don't know what was the point of giving her that title yet when she has not done anything to protect women like at all and why didn't we get to see her having a conversation with Persephone on what happened why were we just giving hints why didn't we see her talking to Apollo but we didn't see them talk at all which is weirs you found out that your twin assaulted your friend in your house and we're not even going to get nothing from that also her relationship with Leto who again we don't even see in the story

And then Persephone going to the underworld and fighting Kronos which wasn't even a fight you've seen enough fighting scenes to know that that was not a fight she did not fist fight that creep which also heart easily defeated him possibly because he still was regaining some of his power I mean he was trapped in the Underworld/ Tartarus and is a time God got beat by a goddess who still doesn't know much for her powers is weird I know some people going to hate me for saying this but the 10 year Gap was something I was looking forward to see because I want to see how Hades and Persephone handle being separated to see what the Demeter was up too but was surprisingly not surprised that it was a let down I feel bad for saying it but I know we were kind of expecting more from 10-year skip

[spice-olympus]

Hold Me Like A Grudge

Pairing: Minthe/Eris

Words: 3000

Summary: Minthe rants to Eris about her relationship with Hades, and Eris offers to distract her.

Content Warnings: Discussion of dubious consent between Minthe and Hades (on both sides), rough sex, explicit femslash, Minthe's perspective on her relationship with Hades does not reflect the author's.

Rated: E (18+ Only, Please!) / Read It On AO3 Here!

God, I hate them.

Minthe sat by the riverside, staring at the water as it rushed by. Her own river was underground, and being on the surface had never felt quite right to her. The days were too bright, and the nights were too quiet. Down in the Underworld the city was bustling at all hours, lit by streetlights and distant stars.

However, thanks to Zeus and Persephone, Minthe was stuck here in the sunlight for the time being.

I hate them so much.

“Brooding all by yourself?”

Minthe turned to see Eris standing at the top of the slope behind her, a jagged silhouette against the summer sky.

“Unless you want to join me,” Minthe said with a grin.

She liked Eris. She liked that the other nymphs were nervous around her. Eris had a ‘zero fucks given’ energy that Minthe was looking to embody. As much as she tried to pretend otherwise, she currently gave way too many fucks.

Minthe ran a hand through her hair as Eris came and sat beside her, wings tucked around her shoulders in a chaotic mess of black feathers.

“Tell me about it,” Eris said. “I can feel your rage from the other side of the mountain.”

“I don’t even know where to start.”

“Anywhere.”

Minthe put her elbows on her knees and leaned forwards, staring down at the grass.

“I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. Like, I was Hades’s assistant for seven years, and I don’t know if I was any good at it, or if he was just keeping me around for the sex. I bought into this whole idea that Thetis was selling me about ‘making it,’ but when Hades actually wanted to commit, I freaked out!” Minthe rolled her eyes. “I didn’t even want to be his wife, I don’t know if I wanted to be his secretary. I was just broke and scared and he helped, and… it fucking snowballed. And now I’m here and he doesn’t want me and I don’t have anything without him, and I’m like, Gaia, did I even have anything with him?” She fell backwards on the grass, staring up at the trees.

“Can I be honest?” Eris turned her neck to face Minthe, a little further than should be possible.

“Sure.”

“He sounds like a dick.”

“He was,” Minthe groaned. “He never gave me time off unless he was dragging me to some stupid event with his family. He asked me to rearrange his schedule on a whim whenever one of his brothers had an issue. He was a terrible boss and I fucking hated him and I miss him like crazy.” Pressing the heels of her palms into her eyes, Minthe sighed. “It would be so much better if I didn’t miss him.”

“Hook up with a nymph,” Eris suggested.

“Tried it,” Minthe said. “Not the same.”

“Not the right nymph, then.”

“It’s not that, it’s- ugh, you don’t want to hear this.”

“I really do, though.”

Even with her eyes closed, Minthe could hear Eris’s mischievous smile.

“It’s about the power. At first, Hades was always the one with the power: I mean, he was my boss. But then I realized he liked it when I pushed him, and that was… kind of addicting. It was like I could get back at him for his ridiculous demands, and he liked it. And when he wanted to, he could just hold me, you know? I couldn’t fight him if he didn’t let me, and I know that was probably not great, but no nymph can really give me that same… I don’t know.”

“You miss the risk.” Eris’s voice sounded a little different, like there was another voice behind the words, a faint echo.

“I guess. Is that fucked up?”

Minthe opened her eyes and wasn’t surprised to find Eris crouching beside her, yellow eyes wide. Eris was inspecting her like a bug, her nose inches from Minthe’s.

“Very,” Eris answered, in that same echoing voice. “Did you use safewords?”

“No.” Minthe could feel her heartbeat in her throat, a fluttering response to Eris’s attention. “If he didn’t like something, he just stopped me.”

“And you?”

“Me?”

“What if you wanted to stop?”

“It wasn’t like that.” Minthe glanced to the side, unable to keep eye contact with those curious slit pupils. “Hades was gentler with me. Mostly. He wouldn’t hurt me.”

“Did you want him to?”

Eris’s wings were spread wide as she leaned over Minthe on the riverbed, and her eyes seemed to block out the entire sky.

“Sometimes.”

“Do you want me to hurt you?”

“Maybe.” Minthe glanced down at the talons that Eris had dug into the grass to keep herself balanced. “I’ve never been able to stop fighting.”

“Good.” Eris smiled with a mouth full of sharp teeth. “I like fighting. But you have to be sure that you want it.”

The world had faded. There was only Minthe and Eris. Minthe’s body was tingling in anticipation.

“I want it.”

“Tell me no at any point and I’ll stop. But you can fight as much as you like without saying it, and I won’t stop. Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me one more time.”

“I said yes,” Minthe snapped, and twisted up.

Eris came to meet her, wings spread. Minthe captured her mouth, biting down on her bottom lip. Eris laughed against her and opened her lips to welcome Minthe’s kiss. Minthe closed her eyes and felt their mouths slide together, the edges of Eris’s sharp teeth and the quick darts of her tongue, almost challenging her to keep up.

Still absorbed in the kiss, Minthe wrapped her arms around Eris’s neck, dragging her fingertips across the goddess’s shaved head in the same way she would grab another lover’s hair. Eris purred, a feral sound back in her throat, and swung a leg over Minthe to pin her down. With a clawed hand, she pushed Minthe’s dress up and dragged her nails over the curve of her hip.

Minthe broke the kiss to gasp at the sting of the scratches, giving Eris the chance to get her sharp teeth on Minthe’s neck. There was no warning before she bit down, a sudden burst of pain that had Minthe tilting her head back for more.

Eris laughed in a cacophony of voices. “I thought you were going to fight,” she teased, but leaned down to bite another mark into Minthe’s collarbone, alternating between teeth and lips to bring dark colour blooming on Minthe’s skin.

Eris’s words lit a fire inside of Minthe that burned alongside her arousal: overpowering the instinct to lay down and submit in the presence of this golden-eyed predator. She kicked her legs up and wrapped them around one of Eris’s thighs, keeping Eris’s head pressed to her neck as she flipped them both over so that she was on top.

Cackling again, Eris spread her wings in the dirt, a vision of gold and scarlet skin, fangs glinting in the sun as she laughed. Minthe let her own nails grow into claws and used them to slash at the sleeves of Eris’s dress, weakening the fabric until she could rip it down, exposing Eris’s neck and collarbones.

“Come on,” Eris goaded her and Minthe hissed back, pinning down her shoulders and biting her in a reproduction of the marks Eris had left on her own neck. Once she realized Eris wasn’t actively fighting back, she moved her hands from Eris’s shoulders down to the goddess’s hips, pulling her against Minthe’s thigh in a rolling grind.

Eris made a sound of appreciation, moving with Minthe’s hands, cupping her palm around Minthe’s head to keep her mouth in one place until she’d bitten hard enough for Eris to pull her back again.

“Good girl,” Eris murmured and Minthe bared her teeth, ripping Eris’s dress further off her body, exposing the goddess’s small breasts, dappled sunshine moving across them. Minthe attacked them with tooth and nail, flicking her tongue across the pebbled nipples, scratching golden lines just under her collarbones. Eris moaned, bucking her hips up against Minthe’s thigh, and Minthe braced herself against the ground to let the goddess grind against her, satisfaction humming in her chest. She bit down again and again, leaving the imprint of her teeth in divine skin, a sacrilege with each taste.

Eris dragged her nails down Minthe’s back and Minthe felt her dress split under the talons, air whispering across her shoulder-blades as she took one of Eris’s nipples back into her mouth, pressing her tongue around it in a sharp circle.

The next pass of Eris’s nails was directly against Minthe’s skin, and Minthe bit down at the sensation, both of them groaning at once at the shared ache.

Eris twisted under her, pressing a knee between Minthe’s thighs in a favor that bordered on pain. Still, Minthe bucked against it, uncurling to press her mouth back against Eris’s. This kiss was longer than their first, a give-and-take of tongues and teeth and pressure. Minthe could feel herself unravelling, desire overtaking all remaining thought.

Eris curled her fingers around Minthe’s wrists and pulled her hands to her wings, letting Minthe feel the silken down feathers at their base. The feeling was new, and Minthe explored them with a curious touch, judging the sensation by how Eris reacted in the kiss. Digging her fingers into the feathers got a bite to her lower lip so Minthe continued, feeling the feathers straighten under her fingers from their usual chaos.

Closer to Eris’s spine, where the wings met the skin, Minthe’s attention made Eris positively writhe, hips moving in a restless search for contact.

The goddess’s desperation made Minthe burn with need, and she pulled them up to a sitting position, Eris’s thighs spread around her hips. In this position Minthe could press their chests together, one hand combing through the base of Eris’s wings as the other one snuck down between Eris’s thighs, where her fingers found her dripping.

“Fuck,” Eris hissed, fisting a hand in Minthe’s hair and pressing their foreheads together. Minthe dragged a finger up her lips, barely brushing over her clit before returning to the place where she was wet, parting her and pressing at her entrance. She repeated this path twice, testing how long Eris would let her tease, feeling her hand clench in her hair every time she refused to slide her finger deeper.

On the third time, Eris pushed her backwards, Minthe hitting the ground with a laugh of victory. Before she could orient herself, Eris was straddling her face, one hand in her hair as she hovered above her.

“Say you want it,” Eris demanded, tugging Minthe’s hair hard enough to sting.

“I want it,” Minthe said easily, and opened her mouth in welcome.

Eris ground down against her without sympathy, drowning Minthe in her scent. She smelled like coppery blood, that hint of sweet nectar that all the gods seemed to share, and the base pure scent of arousal. Minthe let her tongue drag through Eris’s lips, trying to press on her clit, but Eris was grinding down against her too hard to let her do anything other than allow Eris to use her mouth. Eris set her own pace, one hand braced on the ground as her hips rolled against Minthe.

Minthe’s hands were free, so she slipped two of her fingers into herself, not bothering to tease. She was wet enough already, and the relief of something inside of herself was good enough to make her groan into Eris.

She moved her fingers in time with Eris’s thrusts, pressing the heel of her hand against her clit to keep herself on the edge, not yet in danger of tipping into climax. Eris drew slightly back, and Minthe tilted her head up to follow her, now free to use her tongue to its full advantage. Eris buckled under her ministrations, both elbows slamming into the ground. Her breaths came out short and desperate, thighs trembling on either side of Minthe’s head.

Minthe would have grinned if her mouth wasn’t so busy. Instead, she brought her hands up to cup Eris’s ass, keeping her exactly where she wanted her. Lavishing attention first on Eris’s clit with vicious little swipes of her tongue, Minthe shifted down and pressed her tongue inside Eris, drinking down her arousal as she pressed deeper. Eris tried to buck down against her but Minthe wouldn’t allow it, pressing her fingers deeper into the swells of Eris’s buttocks as a reminder to stay where she was put.

Eris’s breath broke in a groan, and Minthe twisted her tongue inside her before swiping up through her folds, back to her clit. Brimming with victory, Minthe didn’t give Eris a break from the sensation, rolling her clit between her tongue and lips in a quickening rhythm. She savoured the feeling of Eris bucking against her hands, and then Eris came apart in a shaking orgasm, Minthe dipping down again to trace her tongue through the fresh wave of arousal until Eris tore herself free.

Eris bent down to kiss her, licking her own slick off Minthe’s lips and flicking her tongue into Minthe’s mouth in a savage mirror of Minthe’s technique. Her wings were puffed up and her eyes were wild, and Minthe laid back and let her do what she wanted, satisfied to have made her climax first.

Eris pulled Minthe’s dress the rest of the way off, already hanging from her shoulders from the slashes across her back. Her attention was a weight on Minthe’s chest, keeping her pinned down. Her tongue slipped from her mouth, long and forked, and curled around Minthe’s nipple. Minthe dug her fingers into the grass on either side of her, worked up enough that the pleasure set her on edge, her mind breaking into pure sensation.

The twin ends of Eris’s tongue swept around her nipple as Eris’s hands pressed Minthe’s thighs apart, spreading her open and vulnerable. Minthe closed her eyes.

“Look at me,” Eris said with her hundred voices, and Minthe obeyed. Eris’s big yellow eyes stared up at her from between her legs, and she grinned with that same mischievous smile that always showed up when she’d been playing pranks on the nymphs, before ducking her head and putting her forked tongue to good use.

Minthe cried out immediately, pleasure spreading from her core to the ends of her fingers. Eris held up a hand and Minthe watched her shake it twice, talons transforming into dull nails with the movement. She wiggled her fingers at Minthe, her yellow eyes shining with mirth, then brought her hand down to join her mouth.

Two fingers slid inside her and crooked at just the right angle, working in tandem with the tongue that played her like an instrument, and Minthe was breaking faster than she thought was possible. She could hear herself gasping, a rhythmic ‘ah- ah- ah’ with each breath.

In the end, the orgasms came one after another, pulling her to peaks of increasing bliss: one, two, three, and then a sweet plateau of pleasure that had Minthe ready to weep before Eris did something with her tongue that tipped her over into a fourth orgasm that washed the others away in a surge of overstimulated rapture that seemed to last for hours.

Eris pulled back and took a deep breath as if she’d forgotten about air for the past ten minutes. Minthe laid on the grass, blinking up at the sky as she waited for feeling to return to her limbs.

“Better than the nymph?” Eris asked, her voice returned to normal. She tugged the rags of her own dress off and stretched out in a patch of sunlight, unabashed in her nudity.

“What’s a nymph?” Minthe said, trying to move her fingers. “I’ve forgotten Greek.” Eris laughed, the flash of her teeth making a little flame of arousal leap up again in Minthe’s chest before her absolute exhaustion snuffed it out.

“I like you. We should do this again sometime.”

“I think I might not be able to move for a few weeks,” Minthe said.

“I can work with that.” Eris rolled over and crawled closer, lying down beside Minthe on her stomach, head on her arms and one wing spread over Minthe’s chest, as if to block her nudity. “You can just lie there and I’ll do all the work.”

“That would be selfish of me.” Minthe managed to wiggle her toes and counted that as a victory. Maybe she would be able to roll over in a few minutes.

“I think that would be good for you. More people should be selfish.” Eris yawned, jaw stretching too far for her human face. “And I’d enjoy it either way.”

Shit, Minthe might be a little bit in love. She watched Eris curl up, one wing still stretched over her, and reached out to touch the line of her cheekbone. Eris blinked at her with yellow eyes and smiled, then moved closer to hook a foot over one of Minthe’s legs, a small point of contact as she closed her eyes and seemed to settle in for a nap.

Minthe stared at her for a few more seconds, then closed her eyes as well. She wasn’t tired enough to sleep, but she could rest here beside Eris for a while. Hopefully the river nymph of this particular river wouldn’t come back anytime soon, or she’d be treated to an eyeful of naked goddess and nymph, curled up together in the lazy sunlight.

Minthe smiled to herself at the thought. Maybe spending time with Eris was good for her after all: she didn’t give a fuck if someone saw them together.

The only thing that seemed important in that moment was the press of Eris’s ankle against her calf, and the lingering taste of her on Minthe’s lips.

[incorrect-au-master]

To Eris: how was it when you first became a mom since I doubt you ever thought motherhood was something you would go through

Eris: i spend most of my time sleeping and my "children" live inside a vase.

Eris: that can hardly be considered motherhood.

[genericpuff]

In which Persephone is told she can't game the system- (TEXT EDIT)

no art was edited here, just text to make this more realistic to how this scene WOULD have gone if it was an actual courtroom with real rules LOL I find it a little weird that Rachel wrote a courtroom drama arc like this and then twisted it this much to benefit Persephone because like... clearly she was inspired by courtroom drama shows, and I can't help but wonder if she got all of her basic courtroom knowledge from like, Spongebob or some shit LOL

[theunknowninside]

This falls under anywhere and at anytime. From PJO, to Lore olympus, to modern times, to both Hades games, anything.

[sharkodude]

pull this silly prank on your alternate selves!!!

Eris design is for my PJO webcomic (not coming out in the next 10 years).

[demeterdefence]

alright a couple of things this panel annoyed me so bad and i had to reread it a couple of times to figure out why but:

- hera explicitly states waaay back before the trial that Hephaestus hasn’t even met hebe yet. this is genuinely the first time we’ve ever seen them in the same ROOM together, let alone interact

- while it’s nice to see heph is bonding with his family, this is an abrupt and confusing way to do it. we know that he was down in the underworld to send hera and persephone off or whatever but we did not see hebe. so heph just … went back to olympus to give the news? or is this hera imagining what will happen when news comes out she died?

- where tf is ares

- we have had NUMEROUS scenes of ares adoring his mom it feels BIZARRE to have hera mourn for her kids and not even have ares in the picture

[kotamagic]

Before I get into this week's Lore Olympus, I need to mention a few things.

First, the website no longer shows the whole strip. It cuts off about halfway through.

Next, if you want to see the whole thing, you have to download the stupid webtoon app. Great, another app to take up space on my phone

And lastly, I can't take screenshots on the app. You know how I typically intersperse images with commentary? Yeah, I can only get away with half of that. Bull fucking shit....

Anyway, here goes...

Persephone has a moment of reflection with Eris. Rage has a purpose if cared for properly. It's the part of yourself that knows when you've been wronged, and you are set to straighten things out.

She raged against the humans killing her nymphs. Now she is ready to rage against the individual who deserves it most.

It's important to note a parallel. During her 10 years in the Mortal Realm, she helped Eris, and by doing so, came to terms with her own wrath. It's not pretty, but it's important to acknowledge that wrath has its place.

Back in the present (can we call it that? I feel Kronos' time powers might have made that not entirely accurate), we return to the moment the last installment left off at. Not only has Persephone struck him with the arrow, it seems to have drained Apollo of that golden glow he had.

Persephone commences the most satisfying mental torture on Apollo. She spells it ALL out.

So Apollo "loved" her? He certainly had a shitty way of showing it. I'm still convinced that he only loves himself and power, but seeing him suffer under the effects of the arrow is sooooo satisfying!

Apollo begs for mercy, but Persephone isn't going to give it. He had called the Oracle News to have them broadcast a proposal. Instead, Persephone makes him confess what he did to her. On the air. Broadcast to EVERYONE.

Every nymph. Every god and goddess. They ALL heard his confession.....

And they ALL look ready for blood!

This is the moment we, the fans, have been waiting for.

Anyway, thanks for coming to my LO post.

[emmieaster]

࣪ ִֶָ☾. Eris ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Happy Spooky Season!!! Today I have my updated design for Eris!! The Goddess of Discord! I’ve been meaning to give her an update for a bit now because she’s still probably one of my favorites hehehe

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Now for facts!

-The brightest part of her are her eyes! Making them almost painful to look into without going a bit crazy. The eyes on her wings being the second, and a bit more scary. Mainly just two eyes on the wings but can open up more!

-Messssyyy messsyyy feather hair! I imagine she does not care whatsoever about keeping her hair tidy

-Bird like face and legs! Her feet talons being very very sharp

-And a large open chest wound! It never fully healed but it never bleeds out so it’s always open and you can see into her body with it ewwww hehehe like her heart, lungs, etc. i imagine she also pulls scary pranks with it! And even pulled out the golden apple from her chest to give to the fairest hehehehe

.˳·˖✶𓆩𓁺𓆪✶˖·˳.

[duxwriter]

"Apollo fired the arrow— sung through the sky—landing within the godly flesh of Strife"

Panel redraw, I always thought Eris looked way too calm about getting shot with an arrow.

[monstrumpuella]

Yes.

[lordroma]

She is the ɔH∀OS

[musicbunny13]

LO panel redraw!! I've been sitting on my redesigns for awhile, and I finally got the time to redraw some panels :)

I'm not a fan of Lore Olympus (the way the author fumbled these 2 is insane)

[incorrect-au-master]

How did everyone react when it was revealed that Hera was pregnant with Enyo?

Since in Lore Olympus Eris is Hera and Zeus' daughter instead of Nyx's, we can assume she takes the role of Enyo.

[galadrielaaa]

[themusesof75]

There are many characters in this webcomic. I want more Athena.