#helio tropium

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

IT IS SO SATISFYING TO SEE EROS LOOK LIKE THIS. HE HAS NEVER BEEN MORE CAUGHT OFF GUARD OR SHOCKED AND PSYCHE DID THAT. SHE!! DID THAT!!! i know the situation is bad but holyyyyy shit this feels GOOD. him saying to psyche "you... what are you?" with THAT face. ugh afdsfasdljkfa

[kaiaelsher]

—too much of a coward.

: In which, you are the witness of the blooming heliotrope flower, that unfortunately, came to wither. All while you yourself must bury your own blooming flower in the deepest pit of your heart with the soil excuse of a 'friend'.

Cw: short, implied f!reader, reader's feeling is unrequited, Helio loves Medea, took place where Medea and Eros' wedding is coming near, heartbroken Helio, heavy angst (that i hope could hurt you all enough), not proofread, english is not my first language nor the language i mastered so expect grammar errors here and there

A/N: this is my first time actually writing fic (in tumblr) bc i want to keep this fandom alive, bare with me pls.

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Helio Niccolo's feelings towards Medea Solon is something everyone is capable of knowing once they see how their dynamic were.

Countable, or, countless night spent twisting themselves together, tangled behind the closed door that no one should know. Yet, it might be the weight of Helio's overwhelming love that filled this world of theirs; the whispered words of Helio and Medea's relationship were scattering all across the Empire of Vasilios.

You know it, too. A bare-eyed witness, even.

You've witnessed how Helio was back then a cheerful, cute little kid with strong idealism of good and bad; shiny like no others can do. That is the exact thing that you adore deeply about him, you witness the stormy event that crumbled Niccolo's castles like a short terrifying nightmare in the embrace of foggy night time, you remember how you desperately call for wake, but unfortunately enough; those are all horrendous reality you two need to face.

Marquess and Marchioness Niccolo —Helio's parents who treats you like their own, even though you're nothing but a friend who had frequent visit since you find nothing to play with at your own home— is gone in a blink of an eye.

You also witness how one of your dearest friend; Sana, is also gone.

As much as you suffered, you can never fathom how the actual victim of this tragedy felt, Helio; who slowly lose the glisten on his eye by the time, who slowly lose his all his expression but the stoic face that the 'you' back then would never be capable of imagining is ever going to be displayed on your bestfriend's face. It is his everyday expression now, to other nobles, to the servants, to you, to all people. All, but Medea.

Despite the feelings that you've been having for him, you decide it's the best to step back, you watch as Helio fall deeper and deeper to the charm of Medea Solon as time passes. You remained steady on your place as his bestfriend, showing no one how you truly felt, even as your heart shattered, you could never utter a single complain.

Because you've always been too much of a coward, you know how it perfectly made sense that someone such as Helio would fall for his very savior. You've always been too much of a coward, you decide to stay quiet, watching how the man you love is also shattered by the very love that kept him alive but would be his only reason to die. In the midst of all those things, the only thing you offer was a refused embrace.

You know how Helio would be shattered, you knew Medea, too. And you know how their relationship would never find a way for more. You know how Medea would always be the type of person who chase for the highest. She now might be soften out by the warm light reflection of Psyche Callista, but 'Medea' and 'stopping' is a word combination you think would never suit each other.

Because Medea is not bound for peace. It's as if her fate has been decided on the very moment of her existence.

Yet, you were not prepared by how bad it would be at the end.

"Heli ..." between the suffocated throat, you called upon the man that decide to drowns himself in the darkness of his chamber. It's been days, days after he visited Medea, you did not know what happen, but Helio's conditon worsen after that.

"It's been days ... please eat at least a little," you can no longer count how many times your whispered plea is uttered, all for him to accept at least a bite of a bread the servants had prepared, even your throat feel so sore right now, "I know you are not in the mood to, but please ... for your well-being-"

"Leave me alone, [Name]."

"No," you shook your head, "Heli, please ... you need to eat, you have only been drinking water these days."

Silence is the answer to your plea, you can feel your heart clenching along with your fingers that tighten its grip on the end of food tray the servants have given you, it's dark and suffocating in this chamber despite it being day time. His butler is not even allowed to enter.

"What am I taking care of myself for?" His voice is finally heard again, "to keep myself alive so that I can witness Duchess' wedding?"

You can not bring yourself to answer.

"The Duchess wanted to part ways, [Name]," he continued, "I am no longer needed, so why would I need to stay alive? Let me rot in this place."

Your heart dropped at his words. Really, Medea said that? Your throat is way too pained to even swallow your own saliva, you can feel the growing ache in the bridge of your nose and the suffocation in your chest that endlessly continue to grow. Even your fingers are now stinging due to you gripping too hard on the end of the food's tray.

You wondered.

Had you been more careful, had you been at least a little bit more witty, Helio wouldn't end up this way, wouldn't it? If only you were brave enough to point out your suspicion towards his uncle back then, wouldn't it not be too late? Had you been more vocal about how you have bad feelings about the previous butler, it would've been way easier to tackle them down. No matter how much you wanted to tell yourself that it was alright, because you were still a kid back then, the louder voice in your head screamed.

But Medea Solon was a kid, too.

Your upper teeth graze itself over your lower lip, you didn't know since when did your vision turned blurry, it can only direct itself on the covered warm food that is slowly turning cold, you ignored the silent grumble in your stomach as you were too busy in preventing even a single sob came out.

"I'm sorry ..." you whispered between your bated breath.

Even though you could not see what Helio's expression is like, you can already feel his gaze that is now directed at you. You have no nerve to see his now messy state, usually neat silver locks of his is now undeniably messy, dark circle under his eyes were not dark enough to cover his beauty.

Even after all years passed, you can not fathom any other beauty beside his. Despite all the men you've dated and spent nights with, Helio somehow never moved his place from being the number one in your heart.

"If you were saying sorry because you pity me-"

"No, it's not," you interrupted, "I apologize, Heli."

There are too many reasons that leads you to apologize to him until you cannot fathom what were you apologizing for. Was it because you are not much of a help for him these past few years? Was it because you are unable to help him right now? Was it because you have the audacity to grow feelings for him yet still being unhelpful? Is it because you, once again, is too much of a coward?

"Had I been more helpful ... you would never end up this way, sorry for being unable to do great things despite being your only friend- sorry for still being weak and made you fear that I will also disappear like everyone else. I am sorry that I cannot assure you enough with my strength like how the Duchess do-"

You should not have cried, you should have been the one who is strong enough to contain Helio's contained tears that you wanted him to pour into you, knowing how he is the one who suffered the most. But here you are, weeping infront of him who does not show a single glistening reflection of tear.

"As shameful as it sounds, I beg you, Heli, please ..." your trembling hand loosen its hold from the tray, showing the reddened line mark on your finger, you placed the tray on the surface of your lap that is clothed with skirt of dress, "just like how you would take care of Medea in her sorrow, let me also take care of you. If you do not think you are still capable of taking care of yourself."

Pathetic, isn't it?

Both of you knew, it was a way of you confessing your love that has been kept hidden throughout all these years. Neither of you can actually confess feeling in a correct way, despite you being the most experienced with love confessions, here you are, unable to utter those three words. Because to the three of you the word "love", should never be said.

Because you're too much of a coward.

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[dxmoness]

─────── NEW ROMANTICS.

✩ ིྀ ! WE'RE ALL BORED, WE'RE ALL SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ c. henituse + boredom has its own solutions ˖ 𖦹

“this is so boring.” cale groans as he fiddles with the piece of parchment in his hand. his eyes linger towards the female who was indulged in reading something about mystics, that he could have sworn she said was a stupid book that was nonfactual yet still read with an engrossed desire.

“Oi. Earth to name, i am in dire need of some affectionate company over here.” he seemed sarcastic in saying it, but in his heart he really did. the female did not move an inch, immediately realizing the depth of her reading he decides to take a different approach or entertainment and just simply admires her from where he is.

he sighs deeply before he buries his face in the books and sleeps. only now did name notice him, a small smile flickered on her delicate lips as she looks for something he could lay his head on that wasn't a hardbound book.

she takes off her own coat, not at all minding the freezing frostbite of air she felt as she folds it up and places it under his head, slipping off the book and replacing it in a quick motion.

proud of her work, she made the decision to return to her book. before she could, cale’s hand shot out and kissed her soft fingers. his lips grazing on her knuckles brought more than enough colour to her pale skin.

embarrassed as she was, she gave him a playful swat and left. leaving a chuckling cale behind.

✩ ིྀ ! HEARTBREAK IS OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM, WE SING IT PROUDLY ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ j. agriche + how to get away from political marriage ˖ 𖦹

for some reason, her best friend jeremy had the sudden idea to meet her in the woods in secret and she hasn't the foggiest idea why.

but like the good friend she is, she went anyway. she enters the quiet midst of the forest. her eyes look warily around her, noticing a whine of a horse she follow the direction of the sound.

she finds jeremy, sitting on his horse. his blue eyes seem to shine when he sees her. he slides off and takes her hand, kissing it gently.

“lovely to see you've come, my beautiful lady.” you could swear it almost sounded sincere, but that is simply uncertain due to jeremy being an agriche by heart.

“yes, yes. what's the meaning of this?” she responds, her response seemed to make him flinch.

“i’ve upset you, my lady. that was not my intention.” jeremy murmured. “but let's get straight to the point, i'm here to let you in on one or my schemes.” he could tell this peaked her fragile line of interest. “i need you to be my pretty mistress.”

“what?!” she is stunned to say the least. and she had every right to be.

he gave a small smile to her outburst. “my father wants me in a political marriage and i do not like the woman i’ve been paired up with.” “so you're asking me to helo you break here heart?” name asks and he nods. “are you insane? sign me in.” she grins and jeremy chuckles, patting her head.

in the end, the fake relationship for heartbreak turned to a real one that they consummated quickly.

✩ ིྀ ! PLEASE TAKE MY HAND AND PLEASE TAKE ME DANCING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ h. niccolo + a dance with the marquis ˖ 𖦹

it all went by so fast, the marquis spoke with her and a moment later took her to dance. his fingers intertwined with hers, his arm on her waist. the two of them swayed gracefully on the dance floor.

their dance seemed to catch everyone's attention as everyone seemed mesmerized. it ie understandable. even she is. the marquis is beautiful, breathtaking. words could not describe his elegance, his looks. he is an angel that descended from heaven.

and to be dancing with him? that is a high honour for her. she is absolutely in awe. also quite panicky. she didn't want to do any wrong, especially not with him as her partner.

he suddenly carried her and spun her around moving her down, they spin and twirl for ages. when they finish, he guides her to the quieter parts of the party. his eye filled with love and admiration as he kisses her on the hand.

“thank you dearest. it was a lovely time to dance with you.” hie voice is soft, gentle, soothing... his purple eyes is fixated on her own. his hand slipe and caresses her cheek. “you look ravishing, my lady.”

this brought a flush of colour on her cheeks. “thank you..”

“no problem.” he smiles and kisses her cheek so suddenly. “please excuse me now, lovely. i’ll see you again sometime, yes?” he asks, and she nods.

✦. ⊹ ˚ dedicated to @bertry3 !! gift no.2

guests — @lombxrdi , @achy-boo ,

@crownxie , @histxricaldrama ,

@yevene , @nyrwve , @hikamins : ˚⊹ ᰔ

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[okruee]

I think you forgot to upload the photo with the smooch after the hug on your last Zesthario post. Just a friendly reminder *wink wonk*

wdym…. don is just trying to be there 4 his fellow bro, obviously

[early-grape]

Did anyone ever follow up on the mullet 70s type hair you'd lowkey requested a while ago? I still think about it a lot and I'm just over here eagerly waiting

oh man…..i’ve lowkey requested a lot of hairs…..u talking abt this one? if so idk if anyones done it yet but this post also serves as a boost for that one! or are u talking about me just vaguely saying something like “who want to make a mullet hair for ts4″ if that then this one is the closet we got…..i think…not sure :)

ok edit @xldkx found the first one exactly rip go download this masterpiece 

[pang3l]

// Spoilers for Your Throne / I Wanna Be U Ch 103 (and 104 kinda) + Ramblings on Helio's possible death flag

Okay but seriously, imagine if Medea and Helio's scandal/affair gets out. It would be a nightmare. And because Your Throne is a *historical* manhwa, and adultery is common but can ruin someone's social standing especially if you are a noble. Many enemies of Medea and Beliard will be on their way to bring down Medea while there's our biggest concern, Eros who we know is just gonna rain havoc and chaos. And just imagine how Psyche, Phell, and Dekis would react.

It would be like Alexander Hamilton's Reynolds pamphlet only the diference being in Medea not exposing herself (at least i don't hope so) which will result on not only her 'downfall' but others around her. Which just so happen to result a death of someone close to, not just Alex but Eliza.

I have related Psyche to Eliza on numerous occasions, such as her singing 'Burn' if she'd found about the affair. Psyche and Medea to me share the same bond and character as Eliza and Alexander. Both have suffered together if not from others then from their own actions

But they stick together until the end, uplifting eachother and supporting one another.

If i relate Helio to Maria Reynolds, then i would also relate him to Philip Hamilton.

Which lead me to speculate that he will indeed be the one who dies, trough defending Medea's honour.

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To me, this development will make sense that is IF their affair get out. Because if not then there will be no reason for Helio to create all the comotion even if his lady is being disrespected, he have self control.

But what if it's Medea AND Helio, more spesifically, The Tropium/Vasilios name.

Another thing i would like to point is the pararel of relationship. Medea 'raised' Helios, thaught him all sort of stuff and he clearly looks up to Medea but he also puts her up on a pedestal, seeing her as some sort of saviour and light while Helio himself is slowly being dragged deeper and deeper to the darkness.

While Psyche's relation to him isn't as sweet and deep as Eliza and Philip's or Medea, they respect or at least tolerate one another. But also willing to dive into danger for Medea. Having Helio die is the best possible way to really break that emotional wall that they both have and even not realises they have.

Helio is an important character to have and i can't imagine someone else dying that will have the same impact

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

pel and eros doing anything around each other

[dxmoness]

𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓!!

In which I write for the ships of my darklings and their wonderful ocs or selves!

╲ ˚. ⋆  𓊌 𝐔𝐏𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒  !

@sidra-29 ➢ jeremy agriche

@roseadleyn ➢ callisto regulus

@that-one-pretty-bitch ➢ cassis pedelian x roxana agriche

@dion-s-lawyer ➢ dion agriche

@hmerus ➢ jenette margarita

@fuoon ➢ rezef hill

@elychee ➢ alberu crossman

@nxccolo ➢ areum armani x romeo de lumine

@ykassu ➢ medea solon and grizelda agriche

@kaaveh ➢ kaveh

@yevenly ➢ lloyd valentine and helio tropium

@giyuus0nlywife ➢ ijekiel alpheus

@acuriousmoon ➢ gallahan lombardi

@d10nsaint ➢ eros vasilios

@cerisearan ➢ lucas

@kunikuzushicandegrademefr ➢ lucas

➢ more to be added(?)

[okruee]

I've got the popcorn ready and I'm just waiting for the Johnny vs Jade Joust while Don sits ringside (is that even a word?), basking in self-importance

yes and connor sneaks up from behind and pushes him into the ring just as the match begins

[okruee]

J hUNTINGTON is a republican: 99% confirmed. Stressing the "III" in his name like he's so proud of his male lineage get outta here with your patriarchal MAGA nonsense, J

SDHASJH

[okruee]

because Dohnny is basically canon now, I keep thinking Donathan will be Johnny's pet name for Don and it's so adorable i'm emo

[okruee]

Officially putting you on quarantine for infecting everyone with the Don disease. Like, seriously, I'm sitting over here trying to enjoy my coffee whilst my brain short circuits trying to come up with a good drag name for Don I need to STOPPPPP

ya’ll will never be rid of me

[okruee]

Maybe I've seen too much Ancient Aliens but I'm having a think about that patreon nonny: what if this is a patreon exclusive cc creator who just doesn't want the dwp link to spread around? Obv better safe than lawyered but idk I'm a bit skeptical

SHJS now you’ve got me thinking... it’s v possible tbh

i don’t think any of those big patreoners (patronees? idk) follow me but.. i would not be surprised