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[pumpkinbxtch]

hello baby!!! congrats and im so proud of ya, u deserve all of it fr fr 🤍🤍🤍

i wanted to request SOME OF DAYDREAMING for your event, about percy and obviously, daughter of hera reader. love love love you! do your magic sweetie 😚🫶🏻

hiiii, omg. thank youuuu! 🥹 and yeeeeah. so here we goooooo

✧⁠*⁠。SOME OF DAYDREAMING w' percy jackson and daughter of hera reader

Percy never knew he could find that kind of glorious and definitely heavenly love. He never knew it until he met you and nobody could take him away from you. Not even Hera, your mother. He didn't care much, to tell the truth.

For Percy you were his only church, the sacred place where he placed his faith and loyalty; the same that you lovingly guarded and faithfully respected. Both were perfect and just what Hera never found in Zeus: a loving and reciprocated relationship. You were crazy about each other that probably could dying in peace looking into each other's eyes.

The kind of love that usually takes most of your life to find. That luck had been given to you and Percy thought that he couldn't wait any longer to turning it into something serious.

When you finished dinner at the restaurant, he was amazed by the beauty of your simple person and you smiled with reddened cheeks. He intertwined your hand with his and huffed dramatically, making the hair that fell across his forehead flutter.

“please be mine” he dreamily begged and you raised your eyebrow clearly confused.

"but I'm yours, percy" you said and he kissed your hand with fervor. not needing anything else to take the little box out of his pocket and opening it before your eyes. You knew exactly what it was and you knew very well how he had come up with the idea of ​​giving you a promise ring.

"My mother," you said, shaking your head in amusement as he slid the ring onto your finger.

"Well, Lady Hera may have had the best idea in her eons of life. And one we can finally agree on."

“Pers…” He denied and interrupted you as politely as he could.

"Please" His eyes spoke for themselves and you laughed.

"I'm not saying no. I'm saying that rings I think we've been wearing for quite some time." He didn't seem surprised, in fact he acted as if you had only confirmed his thoughts.

He leaned over the table and with a charming smile reminded you for the thousandth time why you would never let him go.

"Oh, honey. I know. I just like the things that shine on you."

[netmors]

Last year, after watching the Ahsoka series, I discovered Karyn as a character (I haven't finished the books yet, but I got obsessed with her regardless), and imagined her meeting Hera Syndulla after joining the New Republic.

Needless to say, when I discovered your Eleventh Fleet AU after that, it turned me into a fan of your art and head canon. :D

Karyn and Hera have… Let's say, a complex and confusing relationship, but they often have to work together.

“Spectre-2” and “Seven” cannot stand each other, but they have been very diplomatically trying to get along with each other for the last five years. True, they don’t always succeed.

Thank you, glad you like "Eleventh Fleet AU".

[hermesmoly]

Something so hot about Zeus and Hera being the prime example of an imperfect marriage and is shown to have many issues and yet both have no problem obliterating any couple who dares to compare their marriage to theirs or calls their spouse their names or that they loved each other more than the King of the Gods loves His Queen, Goddess of Marriage

[commsroom]

i appreciate that wolf 359 really doesn't waste time, but i am always on some level chasing the high of bach to the future, the one single episode that is primarily just eiffel and hera (and minkowski) hanging out, with relatively low stakes. i want them to do domestic tasks together more than anything in the world. eiffel and hera taking four hours to put together a piece of ikea furniture because eiffel is insistent he doesn't need the instructions, puts it together lopsided, and says it's fine and it never looks like the pictures anyway, right? ... right? accepts it's not fine. has to take it apart, and he's grumbling while hera is like, well, if you'd just listened to me read the instructions... he's holding up pieces for her to confirm the steps instead of just looking at them himself and she's like ugh you're holding it at a weird angle. i can't even see what that is. they finally get it put together. minkowski comes back into the room, which at this point looks like it's been run through by wild animals. in this same amount of time, she has quickly and efficiently put together every other piece of furniture they brought home by herself.

[coffeeandbatboys]

Hello! This is Carol (@clonethirstingisreal) but I can't send an ask from that account.

Congratulations on your 270 followers!!! Thanks so much for doing this event!

I pick Howzer, the #1 and 😜

Thanks so much!!

Thanks for sending in an ask! I threw everyone’s favorite future rebel and past gremlin child Hera in here for plot 😂

Prompt: sending each other little selfies or pictures throughout the day when they’re apart

Alema: Twi’leki meaning Protector. Nerra means Brother.

Warnings: possible itty bitty innuendo at the end if you squint really hard. Reader is Hera’s babysitter/bodyguard/chaperone. Howzer is a smooth and chivalrous little shit

Girls Day (Howzer x Fem!Reader)

“Alema look! Hera shouted, practically dragging you towards the merchant stall that housed racks of jewelry made with braided twine.

You sighed and trotted along behind her.

“Hera if you want me to take you shopping I need my arm in its socket.”

“Sorry. Got a little excited.”

You both scanned the colorful array of handmade jewelry when your eyes landed in a stack of teal bracelets. Hera must have spotted them too because she looked up at you with wide green eyes.

“It’s the same color as Howzer’s armor!”

You smiled and turned to the woman running the stall.

“How much?” You asked.

The woman peered at the teal bracelets you pointed to and nodded. “Four credits each.”

You took out your little pouch and handed her eight credits, slipping one of the bracelets on Hera’s wrist and one on your own.

“Let’s take a Holo for Howzer.” You said, kneeling next to the girl and holding up your wrist. She did the same and gave the biggest grin she could.

You snapped the pic and stood, taking Hera’s hand again and leading her along as you sent the holo.

“Honorary squad members?” You typed, giggling at your own stupid joke.

A few seconds later your comm pinged. A picture of Ballast and Howzer flickered up.

“Nice try. We’ll defend you fine ladies with our lives though. Having a nice girls day, cyare?”

You blushed, still getting used to the nickname. Every time he used it, your insides turned to mush and you couldn’t help but feel like a giddy child.

Speaking of giddy children, you decided that a something cold and sweet sounded very good at the moment.

“Hera, dear. How do blue milkshakes sound?”

If the girl’s eyes could get any bigger, they wouldn’t fit her face. She nodded. “Yes please, Alema!”

After ordering and receiving the drinks, you both sat down in the shade to enjoy them.

You and Hera chatted about her schooling and about your latest project when another shadow loomed over the both of you. Your eyes followed teal and gray plastoid up until they met that beautiful face.

“Afternoon, m’ladies.”

You smiled. “Afternoon, Howzer.”

Hera beamed. “Hello Nerra!”

Eleni and Cham waved to their daughter from the distance, beckoning her over. She scrambled up to leave, but not before giving both you and your trooper a hug.

Howzer chuckled and sat down next to you. You offered him the rest of your milkshake, which he gladly accepted.

"You know, Mesh'la, I had to think about something today."

"Mm?" You hummed, leaning into his shoulder.

"Holos don't do justice to your beauty. I think I'd much rather see you in person."

You giggled and kissed his jaw, right over the scar that sat there. He gave you a cheeky grin and twisted the straw around the cup with his tongue.

"Oh, I think that can be arranged."

Here’s the bracelet that inspired this 😂 you can buy it on Etsy also

[jedimandalorian]

From the officially_starwars Instagram.

Tag yourself.

[blue-likethebird]

“I’m totally going to watch Ahsoka like a normal person”

Me at the very first mention of Ezra:

[gotstabbedbyapen]

Remember that Hera has a servant named Argos, the hundred-eyed giant?

I like to think back then Argos and Iris were close and ran errands for Hera together. But after Argos got killed in the Io incident, Iris had to bear his workload and became the workaholic she is known today.

[thingsphoenix21]

Hera: Hestia, you said the other day you were with Zeus right? In your temple?

Hestia*nervous*:Y-yeah... Yeah.

Hera*knowing he was with one of his misses*: Oh...Liar.

[happyk44]

"I'm sorry."

She doesn't look at him. Ichor still bleeds from her open wounds. It spills golden against their sheets. Her wrists are worn raw from the chains. She sits, mostly nude, and he has no choice but to see her.

See what he did.

Her hair still has the glow of the stars glittering in it.

He tries again. "I'm so-"

"No." Her voice is ice. "You are not. You never will be."

He swallows back the thick clot of emotion rising to his tongue. Her blood pools against his hand. He flinches it away and moves to stand.

"You defied me."

"I woke you up," she says. "You were becoming our father, and you were not listening." Her eyes narrowed. "You really think I would let Poseidon rule our throne?"

Our throne. It was always our this, our that.

"I would never betray you," she says. "And that includes letting you betray yourself."

She won't stop bleeding.

"And for my actions you would dangle me from the sky, as our father did, before he opened his mouth and swallowed me whole." She shakes. He looks away. "How dare you?"

How dare he indeed? How many times had she woken in their bed, suffocating from his arms and heat around her? How many times had she woken by his side in a panic, searching for light?

It was why he put her where she did. So she would be visible for all to see her in her shame, and so she would reminded of the experiences that still plagued her.

"You defied me," he says, because he has no other reason for his choices. She defied him. She did. Betrayed him. Hurt him.

It made sense in his head. But then he saw her there, defiantly refusing to cry as the chains and books bore into her skin, the stars adorning her like a beautiful halo of a crown, ichor staining her skin, exposed for everyone to see. And he woke up.

"I always defy you," she spits. "Especially when you're so pigheaded you don't see how your actions make people whisper against you. You think Apollo and Poseidon are the only ones who wished to overthrow you? You think your precious Athena didn't help?"

He flinches. His daughter would never. Athena was good to him, obedient.

Although... she, as the others were, had been avoidant since he hung Hera from the sky and demoted the other two to mortality and servitude. They didn't look him in the eye. They didn't approach him. It was as if they were scared of him, as if...

Oh.

He was becoming their father.

But, no. No. Because it was different. It was different. He wasn't...

"I'm happy you're awake now," she says. "But I will never help you again. I will simply watch you fall on your own sword and I will do nothing to save you."

"Hera-"

"NO!" The force of her voice compresses his heart. "You do not deserve my love, when you clearly do not give me yours. I have sat by you through the bastard children, I have let you give them thrones, I have handled your impetuosity, I have soothed your paranoia and fears, and yet you do not give a second thought to wonder why I would even think to go against you? Especially after months of me trying to slow you down in your irrationality?" She shakes her head. "No. You do not deserve me. And I will never let you use my nightmares against me again. Get out of my sight." She looks away from him. "Let me bleed in peace."

[gingermintpepper]

I was reading the Orphic Argonautica last night and the author has mentioned the various methods of divination Apollo knows and guess what? One of them is prophesying by studying the entrails of organisms. As soon as I read that I was reminded of your headcanon of Apollo being into hepatoscopy for divination and I giggled.

Awww 😳😳It's so nice of you to think of me!

Hehe, so fun fact, the overall practice of divination by studying the entrails of animals (including blood, lungs, intestines and so forth) is extispicy while hepatoscopy is specifically using the liver in prophecy and divination readings.

If, like magic in old text exactly like the sort Medea is described as using, the types of divination spoken about in the texts are reflections of the popular divination cultures of the time, I much rather prefer ascribing those to Apollo than I do some vague, somewhat mysterious power which he uses to see the will of the fates, especially since it's mentioned a few times that he'll teach his sons the language of the birds and how to read their signs and so on and so forth.

In short: HEPATOSCOPY APOLLO IS COOL!! HE'S SO NEAT!! Apollo at the altar who predicts the coming droughts and famines from the entrails of his flock!! It's just such a neat little image (to me)!

Also the Orphic Argonautica bangs, genuinely I hope you enjoy it! Orpheus is an insane man and I do not think him along with the collective subspecies of mythical man known as 'sons of Apollo' get enough credit for how truly unhinged they are at any given point in time.

[is-that-sand-in-my-waffles]

The racing episode had the MOST "Dad and Mom are away so let's do something stupid" energy

[thegodwhocums]

it is so so so tempting, even as someone who's not a reconstructionist, to find the TRUE way that polytheists worshiped back in Thee Olden Days - like there's something purer and more efficacious about methods tested and proven over millennia, and like if I just Study Harder I will connect all these fucken dots and do things the RIGHT way like the ANCIENTS did

like there's a way to time-skip over the war and colonization back to the agrarian bonfire dances and the queer mystic mentorship circles

and yet, this yearning, while understandable, is misplaced.

we asked Dionysos about the deities that preceded the expansion of global patriarchy, and got a really compelling response:

Don’t get hung up on the archetypes. You’re not living in the Stone Age. You don’t need to recreate Stone Age rituals. Create rituals for now. What thanks do you need to give? What do you need to ask for? What would it serve you to have represented? I’m thinking of an expression – “form follows function.” [You’re allowed.] Your heart breaks at the beauty of the lilac. To whom do you express that transcendent joy? If there’s no one, then you have a vacuum. Who is best suited? Old gods, new gods? They’re all sort of the same. Don’t try to achieve temporal purity – to try is limiting. [The insight here is that your heart is filled with gratitude that you live in a world that has this particular kind of beauty in it, and that’s something you should be sharing with divinity.]

- Dionysos, channeled 27 May 2023

it's surprising in some ways to hear such a pragmatic approach to the gods FROM a god, but like - what does it serve divinity to have offerings from a disaffected devotee?

I think if you're determined to honor all 12 Olympians or an equivalent box-set sort of pantheon, that is a little different - if you're building your own set (to make this sound more like Lego than a spiritual practice whoops), then the advice as I'm taking it is to see where you're overflowing with the kind of passion that a mortal can offer to divinity, and follow that! be guided by the things that make your heart explode! this, as I interpret it, is the most precious thing that humans can offer to the divine: overflowing appreciation and love and agony and all the things that make us human, directed to gods and spirits who can share in those beautiful and terrible emotions with us.

still hashing all this out so it's not my most polished set of thoughts but: damn.

[verdant-nem]

How I envision (some) greek deities, wrote the names in case anyone's confused

[13ag21k]

I'm at season 3 of Star Wars rebels and the amount of people that have adopted Ezra is hilarious. Like Hera saw this boi and immediately asks Kanan to take him as his apprentice, Rex sees him and immediately decides that he is his little cadet and is responsible for his training and don't get me started on Maul, he sees Ezra for a few seconds and calls him "apprentice"