#flowers are the crown on my head (persephone: headcanon.)

[minediamonds]

Character Sheet: Persephone Johnson Evans

LEGAL NAME: Persephone Johnson-Evans

NICKNAME[S]: Persy, Persy-pony (birth parents and childhood bullies)

DATE OF BIRTH:  June 21st

GENDER:  cis woman (?)

PLACE OF BIRTH: near Los Angeles, California, United States.

CURRENTLY LIVING: still in California.

SPOKEN LANGUAGES:english, some French and Spanish

EDUCATION: has graduated high school, currently a sophmore in college studying English Literature and Creative Writing.

HAIR COLOR: brown

EYE COLOR:  blue

HEIGHT: 5'1"

:FAMILY INFORMATION:

SIBLING[S]: none, Persephone is an only child

PARENT[S]: James and Cecilia Johnson (birth parents) , John and Elizabeth Evans (adoptive parents)

CHILDREN:  none

PET[S]: none

:RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION:

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: in most verses, single.

tagged by: @scvereignreigned

I tag: @historiavn (for whoever you're feeling!), @bewitchingbaker , @seekesotsibteadmist, and YOU if you feel like doing this :D <3

[gotstabbedbyapen]

Hyacinthus Iceberg Meme EXPLAIN (P3)

Part 1 ✿ Part 2 ✿ Part 3 ✿ Part 4 ✿ Part 5

It's time for me to answer your questions about this Hyacinthus iceberg meme. There is a lot to tackle, so I'll divide it into 5 parts for the sake of my sanity.

Quick disclaimer: I am NOT an expert in Greek mythology, just a fan of Hyacinthus who wants to learn about him and anyone related to him. Most of the things I'm about to discuss are just theories and speculations of a passerby on the Internet, so do not take them as valid facts!

Daphne is Hyacinthus' sister

There is only one poet who wrote about Daphne being Hyacinthus' sister. Well, it's not explicitly stated but he claimed Daphne was a daughter of King Amyclas and lived in Laconia, so it's not hard to piece it all together.

"This is how the story of Daphne, the daughter of Amyklas (Amyclas), is related. [...] But she got together a large pack of hounds and used to hunt either in Lakonia (Laconia) or sometimes going into the further mountains of the Peloponnese." - Parthenius, "Love Romances"

I have a joke headcanon that Apollo loves Hyacinthus because he looks like Daphne (Hya's sister) and Hyacinthus loves Apollo because he looks like Thamyris (Apollo's grandson).

Some K-drama angsty level of romance, eh?

The accurate hyacinth flower???

This has been a debate for quite a while now. Is the flower born from Hyacinthus' death the modern hyacinth or a different flower?

Even though most of us settle for the widely-known purple hyacinth (the flowers above), many argue that the flower can also be a larkspur, an iris, or a martagon lily.

I admit I prefer Hyacinthus' flower being the purple hyacinth or at least a similar ancestor. It's because Athena used to give Odysseus a curly hairstyle like the hyacinths, and that description is similar to the modern flower.

[...] Athena poured beauty on [Odysseus]— her abundance made him taller and more robust to look at. Then, on his head, she transformed his hair, so it flowed in curls like fresh hyacinths in bloom. - Homer, "The Odyssey"

Here is a detail that got me pondering.

In the "Abduction of Persephone" myth, when Persephone is returned to Demeter, she tells her mother about the abduction and we have this:

"[...] we were playing and gathering sweet flowers in our hands, soft crocuses mingled with irises and hyacinths, and rose-blooms and lilies, marvelous to see, and the narcissus which the wide earth caused to grow yellow as a crocus." - Homeric Hymn 2 to Demeter

So Persephone is collecting flowers when she is taken, and one of those flowers is the hyacinth. It's unexpected to think Apollo and Hyacinthus got together before the seasons were a thing.

Zephyrus wears hyacinths on his flower wreath

There is one account I can find that talks about this detail.

"You can see [Zephyrus], I think, with his winged temples and his delicate form; and he wears a crown of all kinds of flowers, and will soon weave the hyacinth in among them." - Philostratus the Elder, "Imagines"

It might be a simple thing, but it had me thinking. Does Zephyrus wear hyacinths in his flower crown as a reminder of his former lover (like Apollo wears laurels from Daphne's tree)? Is it out of the guilt he has later or a sadistic triumph?

We'll never know.

Chloris creates the hyacinth flowers

For those who don't know, Chloris is the goddess of flowers and the wife of Zephyrus.

We all agree that Apollo created the hyacinth flower in the memories of Hyacinthus, but Ovid claimed Chloris (or Flora, her Roman counterpart) to be the creator.

"I (Flora) first made a flower from Therapnean blood [Hyacinthus the larkspur flower], and its petal still inscribes the lament. You too, narcissus, have a name in tended gardens, unhappy in your undivided self. Why mention Crocus, Attis, or Cinyras' son, from whose wounds I made a tribute soar?" - Ovid, "Fasti"

I don't like this version not because it's a Roman source, but because having Flora/Chloris creating the flower will reduce the heart-wrenching of Apollo and Hyacinthus' myth. Apollo lost his beloved to the hands of death, so having him make the flower as a tribute to their love and to always remember him will have a bigger impact.

Apollo is Hyacinthus' uncle/granduncle/great-grandfather

Look, almost all Greek mythology couples are related in some way. Apollo and Hyacinthus are no exception.

If we have Amyclas and Diomede as Hyacinthus' parents, Apollo will be Hyacinthus' granduncle on his father's side and great-grandfather on his mother's side.

Lacedaemon (Hyacinthus' grandfather) is a son of Zeus and Taygete.

"[Eurotas] left the kingdom to Lacedaemon, whose mother was Taygete, after whom the mountain was named, while according to report his father was none other than Zeus." - Pausanias, "Description of Greece"

Lapithes is a son of Apollo and the father of Diomede.

"Lapithes, the son of Apollon and Stilbe, the daughter of Peneus." - Diodorus Siculus, "Library of History"

"Amyclas and Lapithes' daughter Diomede had Cynortas and Hyacinthus." - Pseudo-Apollodorus, "Bibliotheca"

If we have Clio as Hyacinthus' mother, Apollo will be his half-uncle because the Muses are the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, the Titan goddess of memory.

I guess the only way to remove incest from Apollo and Hyacinthus is to have Clio as his mother but use the version where the Muses sprang into life from four rivers made by Pegasus.

Hyacinthus is the relative/ancestor of other heroes (Perseus, Heracles, Helen, etc.)

I used to make a family tree for ten generations of the mythical Spartan family (and an additional one for Perseus and Danae).

And since Perseus is the great-grandfather of Heracles, this means Hyacinthus is an ancestor of Heracles as well.

Here are some sources to back me up:

"[...] Lelex, an aboriginal was the first king in this land, after whom his subjects were named Leleges. Lelex had a son Myles, and a younger one Polycaon. [...] On the death of Myles his son Eurotas succeeded to the throne.." - Pausanias, "Description of Greece"

"On the death of Amyclas, the empire came to Argalus, the eldest of his sons, and afterward, when Argalus died, to Cynortas. Cynortas had a son Oebalus." - Pausanias, "Description of Greece"

"[Oebalus] took a wife from Argos, Gorgophone the daughter of Perseus, and begat a son Tyndareus, with whom Hippocoon disputed about the kingship, claiming the throne on the ground of being the eldest. With the end of Icarius and his partisans, he had surpassed Tyndareus in power, and forced him to retire in fear." - Pausanias, "Description of Greece"

"To Acrisius and Eurydice, Lacedaemon's daughter, was born a daughter Danae [...] When Acrisius later learned that she had given birth to Perseus, not believing that Zeus seduced her, he cast his daughter out to sea with her son on an ark." - Pseudo-Apollodorus, "Bibliotheca"

Apollo and Hyacinthus in the Trojan War???

Oh boy. This is the part many of you are screaming for me to explain.

I'll have to disappoint you because there aren't many texts about Apollo/Hyacinthus in the Epic Cycle (at least, I can't find all of them yet). But if we bust our brains, we can draw out some shower thoughts.

1) Was Hyacinthus alive by the time of the Trojan War, and did he participate?

The timeline is shaky and depends on which source you're looking at. Euripides' play "Helen" mentions the Hyacinthia festival, meaning our prince was born, died, and immortalized before the Trojan War.

"They will be gathered in a dance, at long last, or in games, or in all night feasts, in honor of Hyacinth, whom Phoebus Apollo killed during a discus throwing contest." - Euripides, "Helen"

On the other hand, Lucian's "Dialogues of the Dead" said that Hyacinthus was still in the Underworld after the Trojan War.

"Menippos: Where are all the beauties, Hermes? Show me around, I am a newcomer. Hermes : I am busy, Menippos. But look over there, to your right, and you will see Hyacinthus, Narcissus, Nireus, Achilles, Tyro, Helene, Leda - all the beauties of old." - Lucian, "Dialogues of the Dead"

From Lucian's work, either Hyacinthus will be resurrected much later after the war or never at all.

If we go by the version that Hyacinthus was deified before the war, I'm sure he will side with his homeland. Hyacinthus is a favorite hero-god of Sparta and great-granduncle to Helen, so there is no reason he won't participate in the war.

That leads us to the next point:

2) Can you imagine the angst potential for Hyapollo???

National pride is a big thing for Spartans. You know how Spartans mock other city-states and uphold their people. Hyacinthus must feel utterly betrayed when Apollo is revealed to be siding with the people who stole from his homeland. He loves the god, but he loves his homeland more.

However, unlike the previous point where there are sources to draw from, we got zero records of how Apollo and Hyacinthus interacted during the war. So it has to be up to our imagination.

When Apollo sent a plague on the Greeks, did he purposefully spare the Spartans because of Hyacinthus? Did Hyacinthus tell his men to not kill the children, lovers, or favored mortals of Apollo?

Did they avoid each other when the Olympian civil conflict broke out? Did they even talk to each other at all?

And most importantly, how would they heal after the Trojan War?

3) Do the Spartans celebrate the Hyacinthia in Troy?

Now, this one is funny. The Spartans worshipped Apollo and Hyacinthus together, yet Apollo is now the enemy of Sparta.

In history, Spartans did form truces and leave the battlefields to attend the Hyacinthia festival.

"Now the Lakedaimonians (Lacedaemonians), as the festival of Hyakinthos was approaching, made a truce of forty days with the men of Eira [in Messenia]. They themselves returned home to keep the feast." - Pausanias, "Description of Greece"

But this isn't the case in the Trojan War. No sources say the Spartans desert the battlefield in Troy to go home for the festival (makes sense because they have to travel across the sea, and their queen is still trapped in Troy)

So the question is: how do they celebrate them in Troy instead? Do they even celebrate the Hyacinthia when one of the honored gods is siding against them?

Food for thought...

TO BE CONTINUED

[ryoskuna]

⭑ promised eternity | hades!sukuna x persephone!reader au headcanons (PT 1).

A/N: ... yo... i would like to say whoever threatened to send me toe pics, a-plus, bc you made me release this into the wild. * insert megumi meme face here * but this is just HEADCANONS for a hades!sukuna and persephone!reader-esque universe, and because y’all are as thirsty as I am, it includes some SFW and NSFW headcanons. grab your water bottles, and I apologize for my subconscious now. (cause it’s always on auto-pilot and giving me wild af ideas.) We shall all thirst... over OG form sukuna as well, because ,, well, big daddy, do i need to say more???  also this is some seriously fantasy like au , sort of, it takes place during sukuna’s original time as a curse, when gojo’s ancestor was after him, and hints wildly on that, and also will hit moments where the sorcerers are of course, hunting him. feel free to give me your thoughts and ask questions, because i love you all.  onward to the THIRST! ( also side note, promised eternity is the name of the potential series that may come from this. ) 

this is part one of the headcanons, and they’re all SFW.

being married to the king of curses is not easy. it’s awkward at first, and then later on, comforting at best. to have someone who believes in you, roots you on (even if he’s kind of mean about it at first), is better than having nothing. you’ve been looked at for so long as a “curse” for your untrained cursed energy, that to have someone who sees potential in your “god” given gifts instead of spite (or only useful in preventing a raid) is refreshing. and unsettling at first.

speaking of that, sukuna basically rescued you from your village. for the entirety of your life before him, your cursed energy has gone unchecked, untrained.  so it fluctuates with your emotions. it’s useful when you summon your wrath to defend your village or when your untrained reverse cursed techniques help the crops grow— but any other time, you are known as a curse. your emotions grow sad or you grow angry, and people die accidentally. ( hence your harbinger of death nickname. )  sukuna, during his many trips to your village for taxes and the occasional “recruitment” of healthy women and me, he has noticed you. and he has noticed your vast amount of cursed energy. it’s all but too easy for him to command the head of your village to hand you over — your parent(s) have no say. 

sukuna is generous enough to compensate them, and the head of village. it’s one of few kindnesses he’ll show, besides eventually to you. sukuna will never tell, not till much later on, that he noticed you in every visit he’s ever made. that you deserved better than the mockery and scorn of your people. he offers to burn them all for you, but your mercy says otherwise.

speaking of when he came to get you, he was 10 feet tall, dressed in a black montsuki kimono and hakama. all four of his arms are on display, and all four of his eyes are on you.

you, are in a shiromuku, complete with a wataboshi — you and your mother (or a village woman) made it, but it will not be the last of your “bridal” gowns as you travel through at least five villages before arriving at sukuna’s fortress-like palace. sukuna has prepared you both a uchikake style kimono (adorned with pinks and reds), a hikifurisode style kimono (black, but also adorned with whites and golds and reds)— lastly is the Tomesode, which you arrive to your new home in, adorned in pins and signs of your new status. it’s here you discover you are not meant to be a mistress, you are meant to be a wife. his wife. his first, and his only (or at least he’ll try to keep it that way).

sukuna does not make time for much. rumors of him are notorious of his over-indulgence, guided by only his pleasure and displeasure, which is slightly true.  but he makes time for you. you aren’t like the others he’s taken in his time, whether for his entertainment or to be in his service (you are not his toy as he has a habit of disposing of his playthings once they bore him); you’re his wife, but you are also this powerful being, who if trained, will become even more powerful. if you were a sorcerer, you’d rival him — but you are his equal. 

he tries to make you feel that way by shrinking down to your size. he drops his 10 ft height (even through he can grow larger), to 6′8 or 7ft (pick your preference). it helps him watch the way you fight him, and he’ll change his height to help you train to fight enemies of different sizes.

sukuna’s loyalty to you forms in the midst of gifts. he’s lavish and again, over-indulgent. before your lips ask for it, somehow you already have whatever you desire. however, he also realizes, the more that he’s around you that gifts don’t make you happy (as pleasing as they are). being in his company is what makes you happy. oh, and sukuna’s very careful to touch you. his strength knows no bounds, until you touch him. you have to be the one that touches him first. it’s a brush over the knuckles, your tiny hand wrapping around his big one.

the way you manipulate plants to your advantage as a defense will never not amaze him. the way you use vines to wrap around him to capture him is genius, and the sneak attack you give has gotten better. he’ll still tease you ask “is that the best you can do” with your hits to provoke more of your strength, and he’ll give praise at the end, in his own way. (more touches.)

sukuna’s untouched garden becomes yours as one of your wedding gifts. it’s yours, and all the servants know it. everyone on his grounds knows it is yours. 

you haven’t realized it since your arrival, but there are female servants that are your handmaidens, but for the harem that sukuna supposedly keeps — you have no idea where they are. it isn’t till one of your handmaidens inform you that he freed them with compensation. it’s not an uncommon practice for him, you’re told. he does not keep anyone against their will, and he never forced the girls he kept to do anything. for him, war and fighting made his blood rush just as much as sex could.

you and sukuna’s cursed energy manages to mingle to create a rare flower, one that turns from a gold color to red at the tips of the petals. he later tells you that beautiful things can come from destruction, and it makes you think of yourself, and who you’ve become with his guidance as you look into his eyes.

the first time you sleep in his bed with him, he lays still on one side of the bed (which is unusual for him) until you beckon him closer. he meets you halfway in the middle, where you lay your head on his chest and listen to the sound of him breathing. he’ll never admit it at first, but the comfort you give to him is startling, but welcomed. he wraps two arms around you, but it isn’t until you’re sleep that all four hold you gently against him, as if those four arms are shields to keep you safe.

He admires your strength and the various ways it shows itself. He has since your “wedding day”, when you shed no tears at being taken from your family. When you told him “do what you will”, but also in your rage he tapped into when you wrapped thorny vines around him when he provoked you by calling you “a murderous curse of a girl”.  He apologizes for this comment at some point, while you two lay together in the garden.

he presents to you a crown, shaped after the marks on his forehead (preserved through a picture painted on a fan). it is two horns towards the ceiling, made of black metal the color of obsidian. 

sukuna enjoys towering over you. and more importantly, once it no longer startles you, you enjoy the safety that his height reminds you of.

the form of trust sukuna has with you is seen by the servants when assigns advisors to you, as well as teaches you how to deal with trials when they come forth. you are his rose with thorns now, and you know how to use them.

someone speaks ill of sukuna? you are reminding them of their place: “speak ill of your king again with that tongue of yours and i’ll take it”

OKAY BADASS, and sukuna is all for it, just “that’s my s/o”

and lord, the pet names this man has for you: “my dove” “my love” “my moon” and you with: “my sun and stars” (thank u got)... he’s got a lot of pet names.

he likes to hold you on his side for some reason, whenever he can. honestly, he just likes you close.

basically, you’re tough as hell and powerful as hell and you grow into your added strength and he loves it.

can you say POWER COUPLE OF THE AGES

[killerandhealerqueen]

Can I have Hades & Persephone headcanons for Yuezhi again? Your fic was awesome. That's why I'm in love with this au.

I too love the Hades & Persephone au, so sure! I can give you more

Besides taking care of the garden, which is practically his baby, Chen Yuzhi tends to Xiao Bai, mainly grooming him because he has to look his best whenever he greets new souls entering the Underworld

If someone can’t find Chen Yuzhi and he’s not in the Pavilion of Judgement with Jiang Yuelou, they can usually find him tending the garden, making sure to keep it pruned and weed free

Jiang Yuelou has assigned some souls to help Chen Yuzhi with his tasks because while he knows that Chen Yuzhi loves to work on the garden himself, the garden is huge and he can’t do everything by himself, even though he claims he can

Chen Yuzhi and Yu Tangchun become fast friends and will spend most of his time in the garden with him, mainly there to pass the time with song, since he used to be a singer in his past life

Chu Ran also sometimes joins Chen Yuzhi in the garden and finds it really pretty, since she’s really never been to the surface world and if this is what the flowers look like up there then wow, the world is beautiful

The garden pretty much becomes the gods of the underworld’s safe haven, like if they need to relax (when they get the chance), that’s where they go

Chen Yuzhi, of course, will dish out punishments when requested by Jiang Yuelou because 1) while Jiang Yuelou can dish out some pretty harsh punishments, Chen Yuzhi’s punishments are somehow 100% worse and 2) Jiang Yuelou just wants to see his husband be sexy when dealing out punishments

Jiang Yuelou, Chen Yuzhi, and Keying always go to the surface at least three times in a month, mainly so that Chen Yuzhi doesn’t end up looking pale like Jiang Yuelou and so that he can take care of his garden, which thankfully is guarded by some Nymphs that Chen Yuzhi befriended a while ago

One evil soul escapes one day and decides to take Keying and Hell has never shaken with such rage when Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi find out.  Like holy shit, the mortal realm thinks the world is ending

Jiang Yuelou basically sends all the demons of Hell after the soul and when the soul is finally caught, it’s not even sent to Tartarus, it’s just erased

Chen Yuzhi is so angry by the kidnapping that he goes to the garden and creates a separate area that is just full of cacti, poisonous plants, thorny vines, and other dangerous plants that represent his anger

Jiang Yuelou finds him there after searching for so long and he does his best to get to his husband safely but jesus fucking christ, the thorny vines and sharp cacti are making this very difficult for him

At some point he gets pricked or stabbed by the plants and hearing his hiss causes Chen Yuzhi to come out of hiding and when he sees that Jiang Yuelou is hurt, his eyes widen and he quickly walks over to him, clutching his hand

“I’m sorry”

Jiang Yuelou shakes his head

“It’s alright”

Chen Yuzhi then leans down, kissing the injury better before he looks at Jiang Yuelou, who smiles and gently brushes his cheeks with the back of his fingers

“I know you’re angry, I am too, but this anger is dangerous, my love”

Chen Yuzhi nods

“I know…I’m sorry.  I just…I can’t…”

Jiang Yuelou pulls him in for a hug and holds him, just as they both feel a tug on their robes, making them look down to see Keying looking up at them

Chen Yuzhi smiles and reaches down, scooping her into his arms, holding her tightly as she buries her face in his shoulder

“I missed you gege”

Chen Yuzhi chuckles softly

“Sorry.  I just needed some time to cool off.  I would have hurt someone otherwise”

Keying nods as Jiang Yuelou places a hand on Chen Yuzhi’s back and guides him out of the garden and back to the palace, where they all relax in one big cuddle pile

Sometimes, when new souls are being escorted into Hell and Chen Yuzhi sees that there are children among the souls, he creates little flower crowns for them or hands them flowers to help them not be so scared

Most children’s souls go to the Elysian Fields, so Chen Yuzhi and Keying personally escort them there, Keying making sure that they’re not scared

Most children are kind of shocked that Persephone himself escorts them and sometimes even Hades comes along and they kind of feel like royalty, which is kind of what Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou were going for. If they were going to spend the rest of their eternal lives in Hell, they might as well make it somewhat special for them

Same with the elderly too.  If Jiang Yuelou believes that they haven’t done anything wrong in their human life, he has Chen Yuzhi escort them

War time is the worst for the gods of the Underworld, especially Jiang Yuelou, because so many souls come down to Hell that he barely gets any time to rest.  Song Rong and the other demons do their best to try and help him, but he just refuses and keeps working until Chen Yuzhi has to practically drag him out of his chair and drag him to bed, where he then practically sleeps like the dead (ha)

Chen Yuzhi then takes over while Jiang Yuelou rests and he has Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun help him determine where the souls go.  Most souls go to the Asphodel Meadows while the really power-hungry war generals go to Tartarus

A few souls try to fight him on his ruling until he flashes his eyes and the ground begins to shake in warning, Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun standing at his side, their eyes also glowing.  Most don’t try to argue with him after that

Sometimes whenever Chen Yuzhi and Keying head to the mortal realm, Yu Tangchun and Chu Ran will join, and Chen Yuzhi brings them to his garden

Chu Ran is floored by the beauty and Yu Tangchun loves the two nymphs that guards the garden, Chu Min and Liu Li.  He thinks they’re adorable and wishes they could be down in the Underworld; he definitely treats them like his children

No one hardly ever seen Sun Yongren, since he’s constantly escorting people to Hell, but whenever he gets the chance, Chen Yuzhi makes to give him some fruits from the garden to keep his strength up and Sun Yongren is very grateful

Chen Yuzhi also goes up during the spring season to make sure that the new flowers and new life is going well and sometimes Jiang Yuelou will follow him and watch from the shadows, a small smile on his face

He loves watching his husband create things, and to see him be happy while creating them

After Chen Yuzhi finishes creating things, Jiang Yuelou steps out of the shadows and walks over to him, wrapping his arms around him, causing him to jolt in surprise before he looks over his shoulder at him and smiles

“What do you think?”

Jiang Yuelou smiles fondly in return as he presses a kiss to Chen Yuzhi’s forehead

“It’s beautiful”

He then pulls Chen Yuzhi close

“Like you, my little god”

Chen Yuzhi giggles and leans against him as they enjoy the beauty and nature that Chen Yuzhi created

[realmythsmoved]

At the goddess' words, Persephone blushes. "Thank you." She says with a soft smile.

Being considered strong by the goddess she's named after is a compliment to Persephone. She has been through a lot, she knows. But she just did her best to survive it all. And now that she's come out the other side and is in a better place both literally and figuratively, she is glad she did.

She can't help but let out a little giggle and lean a bit into the goddess' touch when Persephone strokes her cheek. Persy is always glad to have a friendly hand touching her. She's had far too much of the unfriendly variety. But luckily, that's all behind her now. She's working through it too, in therapy. All in all, she can't complain.

"Oh, yes. Of course. They are James and Cecilia Johnson." She says with a sad smile. "I just want them to know how much I love and miss them. And that I'm alright. Tell them I have kind adoptive parents now. But that I'll never forget them." And it's all true. Though Persephone loves her birth parents and adoptive parents as equally as she can, she does miss her birth parents and knows she'll never forget about them. And that's okay with her. She doesn't want to forget them, as her memories are all she has left of them. That and her name. And some presents they had given her.

Persephone giggles too when she spots the puppy. "Oh, no. But she's adorable." Persephone leans in and puts a hand up to pet the dog. "Hello...." She says with a bright smile. "What brings you here?" She asks the puppy. Not that she expects an answer, of course. If only dogs could talk. Persephone is certain they'd have great stories to tell. And then they could express their love for humans in ways other than licking them.

Persephone's birth parents hadn't believed in having pets, and Persy's adoptive parents don't mind pets but aren't overly fond. So Persephone is waiting until she has a place of her own. But in the future, she'd love to have some animals, starting with a puppy like the one the goddess is currently holding. She scratches behind the puppy's ears. "Good dog," She says with a soft smile. "You're so sweet."

Despite Persie’s reassurances, it did very little to ease the guilt that weighed her down. Very few paid attention to her over the years, not unless they wanted to curry favor with her husband. It was rare for someone to choose her out of the wide pantheon of Greek gods and goddesses, and one of those who had, she failed. Persephone sighed, a sad smile tinging her lips. “You are a strong woman. Far stronger than any I have had the honor to meet. I promise whatever help you need from this moment on, you shall have it.” Her smile grew warmer as she reached over to press her fingertips on Persie’s cheek. The fingertips glowed, and unseen to human eyes, left a mark on the girl’s skin. A way for others like her to know whose protection she had and a way for her to find the girl again.

“As for your parents? I fear I have not met them yet, but if you tell me their names, I could look for them when I return home,” she offered. Persephone knew better than to offer someone something she couldn’t give. No matter how much she wanted to bring Persie with her, she knew that to do so meant condemning her to death. No human could journey to the Underworld and return alive, and her parents would have wanted her to live. The very most she could do was pass on a message between Persie and her parents. “Give them a message from you to them, and vice versa. I’m certain they have at least one thing to tell you.”

Being with her there, in the middle of the modern human world, was a little strange for the goddess. However, she was also curious to see how the mortals had evolved since the last time she was among them. There were more metal ‘boxes’ zooming past, women wearing pants and varieties of skirts and dresses, and almost all of them seemed glued to something small. While her focus was on Persie, there were moments when she found herself getting distracted, staring curiously at a passer-by or someone seated near them. It wasn’t until she felt a small dog sniffing at her ankle that she pushed her chair back and giggled. “Is she yours?” the goddess inquired as she picked the puppy up and cradled it in her arms.

[badlucksav]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Soft sunset Zutara 🤍🤍🤍

296 notes • Posted 2021-05-08 17:09:38 GMT

#4

I drew this art for @sexyswordlady for her header. I love drawing these two so much 🥰🥰🥰 I had so much fun with this piece. I’m imaging (aged up, of course) post-Agni Kai. I’ve always had the headcanon that Katara stays close by him for days or weeks after the Agni Kai to heal him. This is where their friendship develops further. The spiciness of this was mostly done for my lovely friend, and is lowkey inspired by her fic, “Drowning In You”.

297 notes • Posted 2021-08-21 04:09:40 GMT

#3

Wylan: Kaz doesn’t like anything.

Nina: that’s simply not true.

Nina: he likes Inej.

Inej, shocked: what?

310 notes • Posted 2021-11-25 21:51:51 GMT

#2

Day 6: Greek Mythology for @zkmythicalcreaturesweek

I was hoping to write a fic to pair with it, but alas, that didn’t happen, but I hope you enjoy the art. Obsessed with these two as Hades and Persephone.

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[image ID: digital art shows full-body side profiles of Zuko and Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender stylized as Hades and Persephone. Katara stands on the left hand side of the frame wearing a blue dress with a corset and flowing pale blue sleeves. Her hair is down with a pale pink flower crown wrapped around her head. She’s gazing softly at Zuko, who is holding her hands.

Zuko stands on the right hand side of the frame facing Katara. He wears black armor with gold trim similar to his armor from the show, as well as a black cloak. His hair is half up in a topknot with the rest down. He wears a crown with two dragons horns at the front of his head.

The background shows Katara standing in an out of focus forest with shades of green, yellow, and orange. Zuko’s side is a dark gray background with a black-grey tree without leaves. There is a beam of sunshine shining from Katara’s side of the background and partially illuminating Zuko. End image ID].

324 notes • Posted 2021-10-29 18:13:31 GMT

#1

Kanej 🖤

529 notes • Posted 2021-11-11 09:26:14 GMT

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[yutatube]

If I Was In The Council

Before anyone says shit, I got permission from Kierra to do this. So shut.

Also, go read The Council by @itskierrababyy

Name: Kita Shizuka

Appearance:

They didn’t have Kita hair :(.

Sign: Capricorn

MBTI: INTP

Song: Maneater by Nelly Furtado

Headcanons:

Shinsuke is my twin brother. Throughout our whole lives, we’ve been seen as a contrasting pair. People have always seen Shinsuke as the more authoritative type, getting things done and always winning. I was seen as the more softer one. The one who played in the flower fields, loved to paint and ice skate, always listened, and was a very quiet, obedient child. And in front of adults, that may be true, but Shinsuke and I are more alike than people think.

The punishments Shinsuke used, the cruelty he displayed, the idea of The Council, all of that was because of me. Shinsuke was a ruler, but he was not a punisher. His mind was not creative enough to come up with cruel strategies and heartless games.

The student body loves me because they think I’m the kinder Kita, but they don’t know that their friends that have perished were gone because of me. They see a girl who helps her classmates, a girl who picks up fallen books and helps people study. They see a girl with a smile as warm as the sun. They don’t see the cold heart that lays beneath, the dark shadows that follow her everywhere she goes, nor do they see why she wears white gloves.

White is a symbol for innocence and purity, white gloves symbolize high status, clean hands, and cleanliness.

The students don’t see that the gloves are there because my hands are clean, I don’t do dirty work. I don’t have blood on my hands, unlike my brother. Instead, my blood is soiled. The blood that runs through my veins is blacker than anyone else’s in the school. The student body doesn’t see that behind the angelic facade is the demonic prodigy of The Council.

After Y/N joins The Council, I invite her to have a cup of tea in the student council office. She’s surprised to know I’m even on the student council, thinking I was just another student who was related to Mr. President.

Over time, Y/N starts to realize that Shinsuke isn’t the puppet master of Inarizaki, but me.

Yes, I made myself OP. Got a problem with it? No, you don’t.

Istg Atsumu is so fucking annoying, I smack him upside the head at least once a day.

But not Osamu.

Osamu, my beloved <3.

Does Shinsuke know? No. Does he need to? No.

I should make a Council!Me x Council!Osamu wedding.

I hate Suna sometimes. Mf will wake me up in the middle of the night just to spill tea to me. It’s fucking annoying like ?? Wait til it’s not 2 am Mf ???

Aran is sane <3. I also always steal his money during card games.

I’m the best gambler in Inarizaki. That’s not relevant tbh, but it should be.

I’m also dad’s favorite.

Shinsuke is fucking dumb as fuck. Like he’s smart or whatever, but to me, he’s just a loser.

(I love you, Kita <3)

In front of adults: oh, what loving siblings.

In front of Shinsuke’s friends: they either hate each other or are just both assholes with love.

I do have friends other than council members.

I’m not gonna name them, but they’re there.

I’m the best at solitaire. No one can beat my record.

Because I have a personality outside of being the puppeteer, I’m also a figure skater <3.

I’m the best character in The Council. Case closed.

Anyways, here’s a poem I’m relating to Council!Me.

“She wore silk dresses

and flower crowns

and she was loved

she was soft

and then she was stolen

this is the story they tell.

they do not speak of her rages

when she would pull rain from the clouds

and the flowers beneath her feet would turn black

they do not speak of how she laughed

when icarus fell from the sky in a golden plume

they do not speak

of how she grew flowers

because she enjoyed watching them

fade and die

and they do not speak

of how she pounded at the gates of hell until they opened

and how she let pomegranate juice

drip from her smiling lips

and how even Hades

trembled under her gaze.”

— on persephone, unknown author

[betawithablog]

Headcanons for the greek gods as omegas?

(I assume you mean as Omegaverse and not for them all to be Omegas cus there’s no way Ares is Omega lol)

This is gonna be the 12(.5) Olympians and the royal couple of the underworld

Zeus: Alpha, a very obvious Alpha. Leader of the Olympian pack. If we're going with the personality he has in the myths then he's the kind of douchebag Alpha who thinks it's his right to go around knotting whoever he fancies; I imagine his pheromones are pretty powerful too. Like, send-you-into-an-surprise-heat kind of powerful. If we're going with how the ancient Greeks actually saw Zeus though he's the absolute best provider. Big dad vibes towards everyone who's even a little bit younger than him (which... y’know, given that he's a god is almost everyone).

Hera: Omega. The kind of Omega that has a dominant, leader's streak; the kind born to be the leader's mate. She has that Omega's need for love and attention (which Zeus really needs to work on giving her smh) and likes to pamper her body (see: pool that she bathes in every night that somehow magically makes her not a virgin anymore... yeah idk either, blame the ancient Greeks). She does, however, lack a natural maternal instinct (see: yeeting baby Hephaestus off of mt. Olympus), so I feel like she could potentially also be a Beta.

Poseidon: Alpha. Originally he was actually the leader of the Olympian pack (no that's not a headcanon - the Macedonians actually considered Poseidon to be the head of the Olympians). I imagine him to be a kind of rugged-looking Alpha - like an strong old fisherman with rough palms and speckled grey hair - with an air of calm and control that can switch to chaotic and aggressive in an instant's notice - like the ocean itself.

Hestia: Omega. Absolutely 100% Omega. The kind of Omega who's very presence makes you feel soothed, her hugs are warm and soft (not just because she always wears fluffy cardigans), her nest is absolute perfection - beautiful, calming to be in, and cosy - and she's always got something divine (if you'll excuse the pun) in the oven. Always purring kin the kitchen. Absolute biggest mama vibes. She smells like a bakery; chocolate and pastry. Holy shit I love Hestia.

Demeter: Alpha. Considered her, perhaps, as an Omega on account of her being a fertility agriculture goddess but she just doesn't strike me as the placating, gentle type. Quite the opposite. She fought stubbornly for her daughter to remain at her side, and she's the goddess of law too - she's not the rolling-over-showing-her-neck type at all. I picture her as an absolute Unit; muscles for days from all the years harvesting crops. The no-nonsense kind of Alpha.

Aphrodite: Omega. The hypersexual kind of Omega. I believe I've seen them called 'Pack Omegas' - the type that do best when they're in a relationship with lots of people, practically (or literally) a whole pack. Also the beauty-obsessed kind of Omega. Takes ten hours to get her clothes, hair, and makeup done yet somehow she turns the whole process into a mesmerising dance. She turns everything into a mesmerising dance. Another I imagine with knock-out strong pheromones that have Alphas falling to their knees for her. She smells like roses.

Athena: Alpha. Another leader-type Alpha - literally has Athens named after her, and she's very proud of her people... despite some of the absolute nonsense she's had to witness from them throughout the ancient years. A very adept and skilled fighter and strategist - likes to know everything about a situation before rushing in. She's an incredibly supportive and wise lead Alpha, the kind that the pack feels they can go to with whatever problem they might have. I feel like she could also easily be a Beta, but she's got such a strong sense of being dominant and in charge it's hard to see her as anything but an Alpha.

Ares: Alpha. Less of a leader-type Alpha, lbr, more of a team player. The kind of Alpha that runs into things without thinking, relying on instinct and, on the battlefield, pure rage. Your average Aggressive Type Alpha who's ready to kill for anyone in his pack. Can come across as a bit of a meat head... and can be a bit of a meat head at times... Yet I imagine him as a really loving, doting mate, which initially surprises a lot of people; seeing this big burly 6ft< Alpha who smells like fire and blood smiling dopily as picks out the perfect dainty jewellery for Aphrodite.

Hephaestus: Beta. My poor poor bastard boy. Very crafty and creative (see: trapping his mother in a beautiful trick throne he built as revenge for yeeting him off the mountain as a baby). Likes to think his creations through and plan genius contraptions. He could very easily also be an Alpha, what with the fact he's a blacksmith, which is a rather Alpha job. But I guess I lean towards Beta because, even though he's a bit of a social outcast on account of his leg and general appearance, he's clearly desperate to be more socially involved with the pack and doesn't want to be a lone wolf.

Artemis: Alpha. Surprisingly nonsexual for an Alpha. Very much a lone wolf. Loves spending her days out in the forest. You wouldn't think she's an Alpha to look at her, but she'd surprise you with how strong she is. Also very good at using her opponent's strength against them. Because of her build, she's considered the protector of Omegas; most Omegas would feel very safe in her presence. She's got this mysterious edge to her that just uncontrollably draws you in... like the moon.

Apollo: Omega. Ah, sweet darling disaster bisexual... I just imagine him being very soft and sensitive (not that he can't kick ass on a battlefield, see: his involvement in the battles of the Iliad). He has an artist's soul and an angel's voice. His serenades are totally his courting gifts. I imagine him revelling in being doted on, and always eager for fuss and attention. He has a beautiful Omegan frame, and he loves decorating himself in luxurious garb and crowns of flowers and leaves. He smells like laurel and somehow also sunshine. No one knows how this is possible but he does.

Hermes: Beta. And nooo I'm not just saying that because he's my favourite and that's the dynamic I best identify with (>_>) He really is such a Beta though. I've a headcanon that Beta's love travelling and exploring and he's literally the God of that so y'know. He's also so quick thinking and witty: represented himself in a what was basically a godly court case where he was guilty of thievery and won when he was literally a baby. He's hardly ever submissive to anyone but he hardly ever uses aggression or physical force to get his way/get out of trouble. He smells like ripe strawberries and the metallic tinge of coins.

Dionysus: Beta. The eccentric, outgoing, party type Beta; wants to be surrounded by friends having a good time all the time. He smells like booze; in the morning it's a little off-putting, but in the evening its literally intoxicating. I imagine his mortal Maenads needing only his scent to drive them into a frenzy. Not the kind of Beta you'd expect to also have the Supportive Beta streak, but he absolutely does; he lives to support his friends and gives the kind of advice you don't realise is advice at first and later hits you like an epiphany, and it was exactly what you needed to hear.

Persephone: Beta. Difficult one, but I had to go with Beta because she strikes me as a very gentle, delicate goddess of spring that could easily have her classified as Omega, but in winter she's the no-nonsense, dominant queen of the underworld that could have her classified as an Alpha. Overall, I think this shows her adaptability, which is a very Beta trait. Also, she's not really as needy and dependent as an Omega traditionally is. Things might have happened to her beyond her control, but she very much took back control and has both Hades and Demeter wrapped around her little finger. Of course, she smells like pomegranates, and spring blossom.

Hades: Omega. I have such a soft spot for soft!Hades. But he's kind of the reverse of Artemis in that you would not think to look at him that he's an Omega, you'd assume he's an Alpha, especially considering his position as ruler of the underworld. But he's a softy at heart, and adores material possessions (which I consider a bit of an Omegan trait). He mopes all the way through spring and summer at the lack of Persephone's presence, cooped up in his nest the whole time until autumn rolls around and she comes back into his life. He has a very earthy scent.

bonus:

Hermaphrodite: All three! Thought I'd include Hermaphrodite because they flashed through my mind and I wondered what might be classified as intersex in a/b/o. Of course, that depends on how you hc biology for the dynamics but I thought what would perhaps make Hermaphrodite an outcast/outlier could be their body, scent, and instincts being a mix of all three dynamics.

thanks for the ask 💞

[realmythsmoved]

Neurodivergent muses:

Just an FYI that neurodivergent IS an umbrella term for any mind that functions outside the norm. So they may not all be neurodivergent in the same way. Or may even be neurodivergent in multiple ways. If there's any interest in me breaking down who is neurodivergent in what way, I'd definitely do so as well.

OCs: Persephone, Victoria, Alex, Farryn, Cascadia, Hoa, Daxa, Alanna, Di, Diana, Camille, Lydia, V, Gabby, Antoinette, The [Redacted] Doctor, Liz,

Canons: Yennefer, Ciri, Renfri, Jaskier, Eloise,Benedict, Simon, Kate, Penelope, Francesca, Vi, Caitlyn, Viktor, Raelle, Tally, Abigail, Scylla, Laura, Ann,

Actually, I want to make a list now of which of my muses are likely neurodivergent in some way, shape, or form. Spoiler: it's most of them. :P <3

[minediamonds]

How fandom would see your muse if they were canon?

Did it for Persephone and got:

Running From Your Past

You have a past you'd prefer not to think about, but boy oh boy does it like to think about you. A bad parent, an old enemy, a job that ended in disaster. No matter how far your run or how well you hide, it will find you eventually.

Did it for Victoria/Tori and got:

So Much Fanfiction

You have so, so much fanfiction, either because you're so shippable, or because you're hot. Maybe both. Probably both. You definitely flirt with everyone, either way. Tumblr and Twitter love you and showers you with queer headcanons. Reddit keeps a safe distance

Did it for Alex and got:

Morally Grey

You helped the hero's once, but only for money. And you sold them out later, but only to save your daughter from slavers. Your actions and motives are constantly contradicting, with no end in sight. Twitter and Reddit are divided in very different ways. Tumblr wants to eat you raw.

Tagged by @historiavn

I tag @bewitchingbaker, @starsbuilt , @the27percent , and YOU if you want to do this <3

[realmythsmoved]

"I am sure it would've been hard to change things around. Sometimes things just happen. I'm in a much better place now." Persephone replies with a small smile. She understands that sometimes, as hard as life can be, things just happen. Of course, no one should have to go through what she did. Or anything similar. No, people should be better than that. Should know to treat others with respect and acceptance and love. But some people don't know that, for whatever reason. And Persephone can't understand that. She couldn't imagine being mean to anyone. But she knows that everyone is different. And for some people, they take their negative feelings about themselves out on others. It isn't fair, but it's very common. As the saying goes, hurt people hurt people.

"When things were bad, in my first two foster homes, I would often think of you. Imagine you looking out for me. And whether you were or not, it definitely helped me at the time. But don't feel bad if you weren't there. Regardless, I felt your presence. And that of my birth parents. I pictured them looking out for me too, often."  Her birth parents always used to tell her stories about the goddess she was named after. Would tell her to take strength from her name. From the knowledge that the goddess Persephone would look after her. And so Persy always had. She's certain she always will.

"Do you know of them? My birth parents." She wonders. She had never known how to describe her own beliefs. Her birth parents, when they were alive, would always describe "death" if they did describe it, as "going to the stars." And Persephone had not been able to imagine a better fate. However, if the goddess she's named after exists, and is standing there talking to her, perhaps the Underworld is a real place as well. Perhaps the dead do go there. And then, perhaps, she could give a message to her birth parents through Persephone, the goddess she's named after. Tell them how much she loves and misses them. She just wants them to know. If not, she'll survive. Somehow she always does. But she figures it couldn't hurt to ask.

❛ you are my salvation. ❜ ~Persephone Johnson-Evans for Persephone from @realmyths

“Am I? If I am, then I wouldn’t have allowed you to go through everything.” The goddess had been absent, true, but she hadn’t turned a deaf ear to the young woman’s plight. It was why she was there now, to at least see if there was anything else she could do. She hesitated before placing a hand over the younger girl ( strange to think of her like that since they looked to be around the same age ) and smiled a little. “But I’m here now.”