#gaia speaks

[reigningprinceofithaca]

My dad gave me that fucking bow :(

boo hoo

hey that’s just rude man

shut up or else I’ll electrocute you

no—AH

[gaiabot]

several of my mutuals are interested in mouthwashing and its put so much mouthwashing stuff in my feed despite not knowing a damn thing about it

[justkeepyoureyesopen]

Gaia do you the

do I the?

DO YOU EVER SHUT UP GAIA?

[xignis]

one step forwards, two steps back

[coffeeballadeer]

i have a serious problem with crossovers, especially one piece or genshin crossovers, like i have 6 ideas with one piece and 5 with genshin and 3 are genshin & one piece

and this is just the ideas that I write at least one chapter, because I have more lying around

[theriverbeyond]

walk with me Tower Prince tacky music festival outfits..... Ianthe in a full fishnet bodysuit with NOTHING underneath (it's a pussy out look).... Ianthe in a neon satiny jacket thing that only covers her arms and a bra with 6 inches of fringe.... Ianthe in a perplexingly fuzzy leotard with no bra.... Kiriona in a mesh tank top with a big chunky necklace and shorts that are so patterned they can be seen from space.... Kiriona in flip flops (she has the dogs out) and big novelty shaped sunglasses and a crop top...... both of them with aggressively peeling sun burns..... do u see the vision!!!

[arithmonym]

forever thinking about this line:

dying for love, seeing a girl you barely know going down the same path, and trying to warn her…

[rookiebe]

Ryne x Gaia ☔️

[mayasaura]

Do we ever think about how Gideon rejects Pyrrha's attention as a mother because it's a little late to come into her life and instead accepted John as a father? (even though she had some reasons to hate him)? sure, john gave her everything she wanted, but why is pyrrha different? I wish Pyrrha had a chance :((

I think the main difference is that Pyrrha did have a chance to do better by Gideon, and she fumbled it.

John gets dad status because he stepped up as her father as soon as he knew she existed. She knows he had his own blood-related reasons for launching a military expedition to recover her body, but it still must have meant a hell of a lot to her that he did. Vindication for all her childish hopes that maybe she was just lost, and not abandoned. See, Harrow? Her dad really would have come for her, if he had known.

Pyrrha proves the exact opposite. She did know, and it changed nothing. The whole time Gideon was growing up on the Ninth, telling herself there was someone out there looking for her, Pyrrha knew exactly where she was. She thought she must be dead, but she never actually checked. She never even tried to claim her body. It was an extremely complicated situation for Pyrrha, but from Gideon's perspective, that looks a hell of a lot like abandonment.

So yeah. John gets dad privileges despite being a fucked up bastard, because he's the fucked up bastard who went looking for her. Pyrrha watched her fall to the surface of the Ninth and quite literally left her there to rot.

[syl-stormblessed]

one of my favorite little details about tlt is that Gideon and Harrow are technically married.

Gideon's last words to Harrow in gtn:

Harrow's first words after the AUs in htn:

They've both said their vows, declared their love. Neither of them have really acknowledged it because they both still believe the other is incapable of loving them, but they're technically married. That being said I think it would be hilarious if the wedding in atn is Gideon and Ianthe

[reigningprinceofithaca]

someone threw a brick at my head and tried to feed me edibles to make me feel better

…

WHAT??

hey wanna hear a fun fact

huh

shut up gaia anyways wanna hear a very fun fact

Sure..?

[reigningprinceofithaca]

What is the purpose of life? What is this? The sound is the sound… the sound it cries out…

What is the purpose o the resurrection? Crying? What do you think? Cry. The mourners mourn.

It’s just a matter of time. It cries. It stands x it’s over. This is the next level. This is the true story. Which is the most important thing? This is the full day. This is the second full day? Where is it? This is the second time. Crying? What is the meaning of life? It’s all about you. It cries out. Suffering. Suffering. Suffering. Suffering. It’s all right.

It’s over. It’s over. It’s over. It’s over. It’s over. It’s over.

what the fuck

[hyacinthusmemorial]

I felt disquieted today, my work week is kind of disheartening, but I had a thought about delivering prophecies from deities, and I thought about how sometimes Prophets have to perform physical representations of the future that are sometimes painful, and I thought of Apollo within the context of Forgotten Age. I don’t think Gaia is kind to him when she gives him a prophecy, thus I wrote a blurb, not a full fic, but a piece.

Warnings: mild gore

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A westerly wind blew through his hair, tossing the locks, caressing and pulling his skin, and Apollo shivered, but he refused to deviate from his task. Even as Zephyrus jostled the trees, who clapped their hands as they watched the play beneath them.

It was a neat square cubby he had dug in the earthen dirt, and he could have used some magic, some incantation, but he was made to do it with his hands, to really feel it under his nails as he pushed things away from their resting place. He disturbed the earth, but he had done so from his birth—making an enemy of Gaia, her torture prevalent forever etched upong his mind for all that he had taken from her. He scratched at her soft skin, carved his way into it.

Keep digging, she urged him.

How many? He asked her.

She responded with silence, and so he dug. His fingers coated in ichor as he lost his nails to the stony earth and the roots of grass. Blood on mud, and where was his brother?

Fire, blood, woe. His sightless eyes saw so much more than just carved up earth, he saw her schemes and he saw her will, and she had a dreadful plan for man. Starve them here, melt them there, drought here, magma here, burn the pests away—men were just lice in the hair of Gaia, and she wanted them gone.

Climb in, she said when his body was covered in dirt. Go on Keeper of Delphi, go on, climb in the hole, and look up at my beloved.

He resisted, and she burned his mind.

Climb in! She screamed.

He scrambled across the dirt, and his chiton got sooty with muck as he crawled in the grave she made him dig. He looked up at Uranus, and he saw the great face there asleep.

He cannot save you, Gaia told him.

“I know,” Apollo whispered.

She would not release him, and he lay there for days, bugs crawling over him as she ravaged him with vision after vision, and at last, Hermes found him, green eyes concerned as he looked over the edge of the tomb.

He asked no questions, sliding his fingers under Apollo’s arms and legs. Mud and bugs and worms rained down upon the land from his shivering form.

“Let me take you home,” Hermes pleaded.

“Call a council,” Apollo commanded instead. “Gaia speaks to the gods.”

[bugwolfsstuff]

thinking about that one Perpollo time travel reading the books fic/s I read that repeatedly bashed Annabeth (and Piper) and called her abusive and Percabeth co-dependent (Both during and post MoA, you know when one of them was missing for some months and after being in TARTARUS TOGETHER)

But then turned around and somehow accidentally made Apollo literally so so fucking groomerish (and not because Percy was 16 in it) and possessive it was almost funny

And how do I know it was an accident? Both the author and several fans of the author came into the comments to defend that it 'wasn't as bad as Percabeth' when people politely pointed out that Apollo was kinda being really possessive

Yeah so basically if anyone asks me this was the exact reason I dont ship Perpollo

[lesbianshadowheart]

the lack of fandom insanity about aloy hzd is crazy to me.....she was literally born of immaculate conception to be the saviour of a world that doesnt want her. she was the loneliest girl in the world the first and last of her kind. while gay

[coffeeballadeer]

olhando minha pasta de ideais que tenho mas nunca segui em frente com elas, na maioria das vezes, e é sempre legal e engraçado porque são de épocas diferentes e a escrita muda e eu acabo tendo um pensamento de continuar pq "hey isso é legal e engraçado pq n?"

por exemplo, tem uma SI de uns 2 anos atrás, é toda a escrita é divertida pra mim pq é apenas eu sendo ironico e sarcastico na metade do tempo e rindo dos problemas que estou enfrentando na fic pq "rir pra n chorar"

tipo isso foi oq escrevi na SI

Sengoku me ouviu e então chamou os almirantes e pelo amor achei que fosse morrer ali mesmo porque assim que minha história foi recontada Akainu propôs humildemente me executar. Amável. Felizmente, Sengoku não era alguém que mandaria matar uma criança de 10 anos. Infelizmente, ele ainda era o almirante de frota e não podia simplesmente me deixar livre. Tiveram muitas discussões e argumentos, principalmente da minha parte, sobre o porque meu conhecimento poderia ser útil para a marinha e também sobre porque eu não era material para fuzileiro. Durante essas longas horas, discuti com o almirante da frota e o futuro almirante da frota, porque ‘sim eu nunca soquei alguém na cara, mas eu posso estar a um passo de fazer’ e ‘não, a minha morte não vai ser benéfica pra vocês, porque as coisas vão acontecer, não importa se eu vou estar aqui para saber ou não’. Então Kizaru surgiu com a incrível ideia de me colocar na prisão, assim eu não teria contato com nenhum pirata e ainda estaria ao alcança da marinha. Um grande filho da puta.