#i tried to not make poseidon 1 for 1 like hades poseidon but some images are just correct sorry

[luciferslatte]

recently, Epic: The Musical has given me brainworms, so here are a few doodles about how my brain has decided to visualize

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hey! How you doing Unicorn?

Can I have reactions to Poseidon finding out he has a demi-god child? One who just so happens to live in the My hero Academia world?

Now normally he wouldn't care for such a thing but after some persuasion from Zeus (he wants to see his niece/Nephew!)

He goes down to earth and finds his child's, who's an exact carbon copy of him, sitting in Class 1-A and listening to a lecture by Present Mic, looking bored out their mind.

He raises an eyebrow when he sees them sense his presence and look up in his direction, only to become shocked when they smirk at him and mouths out to him "Hi Dad"

-When Poseidon found out that he had a daughter he didn’t even know about, one in a different dimension, he was stunned and had so many questions running through his mind.

-The biggest one was how did you even get to the other dimension, something Zeus and Hades tried to look into, but were unable to find any answers on how you got there, but you and him, being connected to each other, could travel between the two dimensions.

-Poseidon was hesitant on seeking you out, as he had no idea that you even existed, feeling conflicted about meeting with you, not knowing if you wanted to meet with him or not.

-Hades and Zeus both encouraged him to do so, Hades more calmly, after finding out that you were a high school student in a school learning how to be a pro hero.

-Zeus on the other hand, threw a temper tantrum, throwing himself on the ground like a child, “I wanna see my cute little niece!! Go get her!!”

-He rolled his eyes at his brother’s antics but agreed to at least go and meet you and if you wanted to, you could come back to Valhalla with him, either for a visit or to actually move there.

-As a god, traveling between dimensions was a simple thing, and he could completely mask his presence to everyone in your world, appearing basically as a spirit, incorporeal, unless if he decided to take a physical form then all would be able to see him.

-He met with Brunnhilde first before going to your dimension, learning that people had powers and abilities, called quirks which was rather interesting to learn about, as he questioned what your quirk was.

-He stepped through the portal, finding himself in a massive stone building called UA, your high school and he could almost immediately sense you, as you were a demi-god, you had a different aura compared to the other students he saw around.

-You were in the middle of lecture at the moment, listening to Present Mic, rather bored as you knew the material he was going over, pretending to be taking notes.

-You felt a strange aura nearby, one that was familiar to you, despite having never felt it before, before a man entered the classroom, one that nobody else seemed to notice, a tall and handsome looking man with blond hair and blue eyes, a stoic look on his face.

-He looked just like you.

-Poseidon looked around the room and saw a female sitting near the back of the room, writing and his eyes widened, you were a mirror image of him, if he was a female, with bust length blond hair.

-He froze only for a moment when your eyes met, a soft smile appearing on your lips as you mouthed, ‘Hi papa’ to him.

-He remained silent, staying out of the way as you both waited for the lesson to end so he could speak freely with you.

-Once you were free, you went to the rooftop pool, guiding your father behind you, as he didn’t want anyone else to see him, and you knew that you could get in trouble if a non-student or faculty member was on campus unauthorized, god or not.

-Once at the pool and making sure everything was clear, that you two were alone, you set your bag down before removing your shoes and leggings, revealing bright blue mermaid scales running from your thighs to your ankles, and you turned to your father as he materialized, smiling softly, “Hi, papa!”

-A very soft smile appeared on his lips, lifting a hand to your head, patting you softly, “I-I didn’t… had I known, I-”

-You put a finger to his lips, giving a bigger smile, as you showed more emotions than he did, “It's cool, you didn’t know. So I’m not upset.”

-He was surprised at your words, but relaxed, the two of you sitting at the poolside, as you explained you grew up in this world as an orphan, after your mother, Amphitrite, threw you into a portal, as she didn’t want a weak child, and you were found and raised in this world by a hero funded orphanage.

-Poseidon was furious, hearing about this, had he had known he would have immediately sought you out and brought you home to Valhalla.

-You explained that you had always felt different, even with your own abilities in a quirk filled world, and you had gotten your answer when a person was able to see your memories from when you were a baby, with their own quirk, and told you that you did indeed come from a different world, being a demi-god, not a human with a quirk.

-Poseidon inquired if you wanted to come back with him to Valhalla and you did consider it before you spoke, asking him a question of your own, “Can I visit? I want to keep going to school, for now anyway. Is it possible for me to go visit you, like on weekends and school vacations until I finish?”

-He didn’t even hesitate in agreeing, okay with the arrangement, as he didn’t feel right just suddenly coming and taking you from the life you were raised in, unless if you wanted to do so.

-He gave you a cell phone from Valhalla, that was super advanced, telling you to keep it safe, and to call him when you wanted to come over and he would open a portal for you, at least until he could teach you how to do it.

-You were so happy to have a father figure in your life now and he wanted to be a part of your life, you both wanted to make up for lost time.

-You weren’t keen on seeing your mother again, but Poseidon was going to be dealing with that issue as soon as he got back to Valhalla.

-Right after he dealt with a whining Zeus who wanted to meet you, not wanting to be patient until the weekend.

[marcusscribit]

N.B. All images in this presentation have been downloaded from Google Images. No copyright infringement intended.

AniMyth: Mythologies in Anime

2S-ENG07: Survey of World Mythologies Blog #1

Everyone of us has probably encountered a media related to mythologies—specifically the Greek mythology, may it be a printed one or digitally. Aside from the various stories that we've already read in our respective English literature classes starting from elementary days up until now, there are also different media that showcases and introduces us to the world of Greek mythology. Some of us may have seen them in one of their favorite movies, or in their favorite book where Greek gods are seen as a reference or used as an allusion. 

However, let’s all be honest, even though we’ve already encountered them for how many times, we still struggle in differentiating and knowing who’s who. Sometimes we’re even confused whether this certain god came from Greek or Roman mythology. Should we stop from there? Or do we read and lengthy novels where we try and understand them all as you go along the chapter?

One of the things that helped me in knowing, differentiating and understanding those Greek gods is through anime. According to Merriam-Webster Dictionary, “anime” came from the word animated, which is a style of animation originated in Japan that is characterized by stark colorful graphics depicting vibrant characters in action-filled plots. There are different genres of anime, and one of the most popular ones is fantasy that also uses mythology (gods and goddesses) as inspiration. 

As I read the Theogony by Hesiod, I remember this certain anime that features several elements of mythology, entitled Saint Seiya: Knights of the Zodiac. The plot revolves around Athena, the Guardian of the Earth, together with her 88 saints protecting the world where gods are being reincarnated and there is a traitor that poses threats to the world. Seiya, a 13-year-old boy, along with the other saints tries to fight this traitor while saving her missing sister. Several elements of Greek mythology and beliefs can be found in the anime series. Such as, the gods and the goddesses’ names and traits, for example: Apollo, Eurydice, Hades, Icarus, Pandora, Pegasus, Poseidon, Thanatos, etc., are present in the story line. Some of the names of the saints also came from the Greek Zodiac signs, namely Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces, Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio and Sagittarius. Some of the scenes are also related to what happened in Greek Mythology like the setting of the story also happened in Athens, the story in Inferno, what happened to Medusa and many more.

Although the plot of the story is far from what really happened in the Theogony, I think this helped me in remembering the different characters, scenes and conflicts that I have encountered in both of the stories. I get to compare the plots, and made me understand how this certain scene is related to the original or how the maker of the anime used this scene as an inspiration to make their show better. As a future English literature teacher, I believe we should see this as a good way of creatively teaching the literature and not just stick from the traditional way of teaching literature which is by reading and memorizing. Different students have different styles of learning. I, myself, am a visual and auditory learner. It's better for me to watch and listen to something so I can understand more about the story. Also, we also have to engage the students, so they can also see the fun when learning literature. Hopefully, there will be more mythology in anime, not only in Japanese but in every country so it can also be contextualized and closer to one’s culture. 

Till we myth again!

Catherine Belda

III-1 BEE

[chocolatetakoyakis]

• SAINT SEIYA - HOW THE GOLD SAINT + SHION WOULD REACT TO THEIR CRUSH S/O BEING DRUNK AF ? • ( they may be drunk as well...)

PART 1

MU - ARIES GOLD SAINT :

- think it’s funny at first because he is not used to see you like this.

- is happy that you are having fun at the moment but secretly wants to see your face tomorrow when he or the other will tell you what you did and said.

- is not really annoyed by you, whatever the type of drunk you are because he thinks you’re cute in all of your state ( especially the Sad one because you’re often whining about you being single so he can comfort you by telling you cute things he would never said to you if you were not drunk )

- but becomes quickly concern about what you’re doing especially if you are becoming clumsy when you’re dancing or something. ( he doesn’t want you dead because you accidentally overturn Deathmask’s beer on the floor )

- if you feel sick, he is basically the one who is gonna help you by taking you outside so you can breath fresh air. And even if you’re at the edge of vomiting he’ll be there maybe with the help of Aldebaran or some other gold Saints but will never tell you about it because he doesn’t want you to be ashamed in front him.

- is basically the mama friend that doesn’t drunk that much to secretly keep an eye on you

- will never obligate you anything like « stop drunking, you should eat more, go to bed » because he knows you can handle yourself like the beautiful independent woman you are, he is just here in case of something dangerous could happen to you.

- is pissed when someone try to flirt with you.

- a lot of : I am here S/O don’t worry I’ll stay by your side.

ALDEBARAN- TAURUS GOLD SAINT :

- Like Mu he is a mama friend

- adorable and play along with you because usually you’re are both drunk.

- him being a gold Saint he is less touch by alcohol so he can keep an eye on you.

- glaring at everyone who would make you do dangerous thing. But will not stop you if you really wanna do it but trust me he’ll crush the other if you ended up hurt.

- a lot of jokes, love to make you laugh

- will finish your drink if you’re playing an alcohol game and you can’t stand anymore

- lets you win an arm wrestling with him and says : I swear to Hades that I didn’t let you win s/o ! I PROMISE ! ( poor Hades )

- you being drunk you believed him.

- a lot of : you’re really cute being drunk s/o

SAGA - GEMINI GOLD SAINT :

- Well... I don’t really know who is taking care of who with this man

- didn’t want to drink at first ( because of Ares maybe, like you know he’ll loose control and strip lol. Classic )

- watching his Crush drinking with the other will kill his moral because he really wanna enjoy the night with them. But stay in his corner quiet and listening whatever they’re talking until the moment where his S/O crush threatens him to kick his ass if he stay here just eating peanuts. ( you’re really courageous by the way because fuck he can send you to another FUCKING DIMENTION DAMN )

- so everyone noticed him and made him drink something

- Kanon being Kanon provoked Saga by telling him that he is afraid of drinking because he cannot stand strong Alcohol.

- Saga getting pissed by his twin and drank 3 bottles of Whiskey.. and now he is drunk like completely drunk I mean DRUUUUUUUNK AF.

- s/o felling bad because HELL YEAH EVERYTHING IS BECAUSE OF YOU stay by Saga’s side the whole night listening to him apologizing to Aiolios again and again and again.

- also tried to end his life by jumping from a chair. ( Kanon basically said : DO A FLIP bro )

- is hugging his Crush while saying «  Sorry Athena » and is extremely affectionate.

- no one is gonna tell him what happen last night because they’re happy that he spent a good night and feels better days by days

Anyway you two are complete chaos.

A lot of : S/O i loo.lo....looove yo..o..ou .ouu so many many many.

* KANON - 2ND GEMINI GOLD SAINT :

- Expect him to be drunk af with you. Like really.

- want to stay by your side all the night even after the party ( understand what you want to understand)

- very touchy. like small kiss on the cheek and all because his Logic Is basically «  SHE IS NOT GONNA REMEMBER A DAMN THING » but isn’t taking advantage of you don’t worry just small attention then he’ll never do again.

- will do it only if he knows that you’re ( even a little ) attracted to him.

- is pissed when you call him Saga like really and pouts for one hour before drinking again

- a lot of Challengens.

- want a kiss if he wins obviously.

- Always has an arm around your shoulders because he doesn’t want ANY GOLD SAINT TO FLIRT WITH YOU EVEN FOR JOKING BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT A JOKE TO HIM.

- you having to separate Saga and Kanon because FUCK they’re gonna kill each other.

- will Wake up in your room on the floor while you’re still sleeping on your couch and hardly remember the night.

A lot of : i would steal Poseidon trident one more time for your beautiful eyes.

* DEATHMASK / ANGELO - CANCER GOLD SAINT :

- GOD DAMN like ZEUS DAMN !

- the worst and the best at the same time.

- is more drunk than you and very aggressive toward everyone. Will even glare at you when you’re talking to the others gold Saints.

- will be pissed because HE WANTS YOU TO TALK TO HIM BUT HE IS ACTING LIKE A DICK THE WHOLE NIGHT.

- doesn’t noticed but is a blushing mess next to you

- «  can I drink with you ? » «  Of course you DumbAss is there a name on that DAMN CHAIR ?! »

- will take advantage of you being drunk to get to know you without mess up his image of the SCARY CANCER SAINT.

- will try to kill Aphrodite because he noticed that deathmask was actually romantically flirting with his Crush and told the others

- you stopping him by holding his hand

- ERROR 303

- HIM FALLING ON THE FLOOR BECAUSE HE DIDNT EXPECT SUCH A CONTACT WITH YOU.

- well you spent a great time with deathmask while talking even if he was a little cold.

- A lof of : not that I’m really interested in your life but what’s your favorite flowers ?

* AIOLIA - LEO GOLD SAINT :

- Tries to act like an alpha Male

- but failed, he cannot control you lol

- is really worried about his crush being drunk with the other especially Milo.

- doesn’t know what to do if any of his friends try to hit on you ( it would never happen because they all know that the poor Leo is madly in love with you )

- tries to orient you toward less dangerous and idiotic activities like watching the sky, eating and even going to bed.

- very jealous.

- you telling him he is no fun

- HEATBROKEN like really

- aiolos telling him that you didn’t mean it and your drunk af

- you apologizing because he was so cute with a light kiss on the cheek

- EGO BOOST X 999999

- will end up drink a little with you but not that much.

A lot of : s/o you should not do that with them ! It’s dangerous

* SHAKA - VIRGO GOLD SAINT :

- doesn’t know why the fuck he is here. Like really doesn’t know..

- anyway now he is here he is gonna have good time I guess.

- DOESNT DRINK AT AT All

- you are the only reason he stays here with those drunk idiots. ( he was about to leave when he finally saw you coming and he decided to stay , Mu looking at him like : REALLY NIGGA ? )

- he is acting like he doesn’t care about you but inside he is very pissed that you are having fun while being drunk with the others.

- if you’re about to do something crazy he is gonna stop you by teleporting you next to him. And looking at you with his deep scary blue eyes.

- Shaka being known as very sage and pure you’ll listen to him ( lol not like AIOLIA )

- Spiritual conversations ( you being drunk you totally don’t know what he is talking about be anyway you like spending time with him so Ok why not )

- you actually sleeping in front of him because he made you sleep with all his stories.

- he will teleport you to your room with a warm smile on his face because he avoided you to being like the other drunk monkeys.

- Nobody in the room noticed that you two leaves the party.

- a lot of: You should not do that S/O, you’re not like them

* DOHKO - LIBRA GOLD SAINT :

- Well was sent by Shion at First but ended up partying with the other

- noticed you first and Came to talk to you because damn you looked so beautiful in that dress

- realizing that you were completely drunk because you almost fell on him while you were walking

- found it cute and funny and decided to spend the night with you

- is also drinking while listening to you telling him what happened before he arrives ( like saga falling from a chair / deathmask having a coma and all )

- flirt with you in a very gentleman way

- everyone noticed and found it cute

- him wanting to dance with you

- A LOT OF PDA

- him always having a charming smile while talking to you because he really enjoy the moment and hope you’ll remember everything tomorrow.

- Support you when you’re doing a drinking contest because even if you are dead drunk he’ll be by your side so nothing could happen to you.

- a lot of : I should have come sooner ! I would have spend more time with you...

Here is the part 1 aha, hope you enjoy it. I didn’t know we were able to put only 10 pictures 😭 but anyway I’ll post it later in the day

[lacrossepapi]

Of Gods and [the] Monsters [they are]

“And it was Death itself who stood behind me, with his arms wrapped around me as tight as iron bands, and his lipless mouth kissing my neck as if in love. But as well as the horror, I felt a strange longing.”

— Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace

Ao3 link (Please check tags!)            Words:2888                 Chapters: 1/1

“Stiles!”

The young god of mischief and retribution giggled delightedly to himself as he slipped into the shadows behind a nearby pillar. The only ones that could track him down once the shadows enveloped him were the Hades bound death gods, and they never hung around Olympus long enough to even care that he was hiding from punishment.

Lightning suddenly crashed through the throne room taking away his shadows and startling him out into the open space.

“Oh dear. You put a hole in the table.” Hera worried quietly.

“Better patch it up before he tries to put his dick in it ma’am.” The words flowed much too easy for the death sentence they carried.

“Stiles!” shouted his father from his place beside Hermes at the same time the rest of the room was gasping from surprise and mirth.

“Don’t be crass darling.” Hera chastised, though she added a little quieter, “He’s not wrong though, is he?”

Stiles laughed and laughed despite the angry glare Zeus was sending him.

“Stiles. You’re games grow tiresome. Perhaps a more severe punishment should be in order?” Poseidon offered.

“What are you going to rape me in someone else’s temple too, oh great Earth-Shaker?” Blue eyes flashed at Stiles’ response.

“Insolence!” Ares shouted, slamming his fist on the table.

“You’re right! Maybe instead of disrespecting someone else’s temple he’ll just turn us both into horses and rape me that way!” Stiles flashed a sharp, predatory grin at the gods before him.

Stiles didn’t fear these immature hypersexual rapists. Their wives were always on Stiles’ side when it came time for punishment, always protecting him from anything too severe. Stiles’ sharp words and small deceits and tricks made eternity spent with assholes a little more bearable, and he would continue to speak the things others wished because they needed to be said. Demeter and Athena don’t speak of the wrongs Poseidon committed against them, but Stiles did for them. He didn’t miss the vicious glint of righteous fury in Athena’s eyes or the guarded neutrality in Demeter’s whenever he came after the god of the sea. Persephone once told him her mother still wept over the event, and that was not something he could let go. He would make these men rethink their actions, their words, their lives.

Stiles was a young god, new to his powers and immortality, but not new to the ways of the gods. He still remembers his human life, mostly blurred images and some strong emotions. He remembers sneaking into the woman with red hair’s trial and declaring himself the father of her child so he would be punished instead of her. He remembers taking the gallows march knowing he couldn’t be the father, but at least this way she would get his land and money. He knew he would have married the girl if she’d told him soon enough and they could’ve had a romanceless but happy life, but someone had told the town judges before she could seek help. The world was cruel to women and Stiles would trick, lie to, and punish the men that took advantage and let it be so.

Hera had seen his bravery and devotion, had felt his intentions to marry even though the child was not his and he did not love the woman with the red hair and blessed him with the power of a god. He spent his days spying on and badgering the elder gods, much to Hera’s delight because first and foremost she was his benefactor and the only one he had to make sure still enjoyed his company.

“I think that will be enough youngling.” Athena’s calm, authoritative voice cut through Stiles’ racing thoughts and the fury of the elder, male, gods.

“I think so too, miss. What shall my punishment be?” Stiles faced Hera again, ignoring the indignant look on Zeus’ face.

“My dear Stiles.” Hera’s voice was a soft melody as she smiled at him, “Report to Hades,my darling. Work for him until I send for you.”

Stiles’ fear and anticipation was both immediate and overwhelming, but he remembered where he was and who was watching him so he held tight to his composure and thanked his benefactor before walking calmly out of the throne room.

The god of justice and order found him outside a few moments later a frown on his face.

“Noah I do not wish to hear reprimands. I will serve my punishment with grace and dignity, it is not any worse than the ones before.” Stiles sighed.

“Son, you have always been bold with word and spirit and I will not condemn the very whims that brought you immortal life and into my path. I am not your benefactor nor your real father, but after all this time I’ve come to think of you as my son. And I’m proud of you.” Noah was always so loving and devoted when it came to the people he respected and cared about, and Stiles was always caught off guard after one of his confessions.

Stiles grinned up at the elder god and pulled him into a fierce hug. He was going to say more, but the shadows rippling behind the tree beside them meant someone was here for him.

A godling with light brown hair and piercing blue eyes stepped out into the daylight and nodded at the two of them. Death gods were not known for being social or talkative, but this one was down right cocky as he approached.

“Hello gentlemen.” Stiles snorted, cutting him off.

“Let’s try that again. Hello gentlemen, I am here to collect Stiles for his duty to the Underworld.” The godling glared at Stiles, probably already irritated with Stiles’ presence.

Stiles grinned at him and said proudly, “That’d be me, handsome.”

Noah groaned with fond embarrassment before taking his leave.

The male’s nostrils flared before a grin of his own spread over his features, “Interesting, they do not usually punish the powerful ones.”

“Yes well I suggested that Zeus would try to fuck the hole he’d created by throwing a tantrum because I dyed his eyebrows pink. Really if he’s going to fuck everything then he should spruce it up a bit.”

That startled a laugh out of the male before him.

“Well we should get out of here before he decides this isn’t punishment enough.”

“Oh my us, aren’t you going to at least tell me your name before you whisk me away?”

The male laughed again before informing Stiles that his name was Peter. He lead the god to the shadow of the tree.

“Hold onto me, gorgeous.” Peter winked before stepping into the shadow transporting them both to the Underworld.

“Can we see Icarus?”

“No”

“Oh come on! I just want to ask him how he likes his hot wings, burnt or soggy.”

That startled another laugh out of the death god, but all mirth was gone as they stepped out  of the shadow realm and into a beautiful throne room.

Stiles had always imagined Hades’ castle to be dark and creepy, but what he saw was spectacular splashes of violet and emerald green among shades of gray. Chandeliers of diamond and ruby, decorative curtains of strung opal and onyx, and silver sparkling from every corner.

“See, my love I told you they weren’t sending some worthless troublemaker! They sent Stiles!” The sound of the ever lovely Persephone made Stiles’ head whip up, a smile already gracing his features.

“I knew the Underworld was fascinating, but now it’s just down right beautiful.” He winked at his friend crossing the hall quickly to hug her.

Persephone giggled as he dramatically rocked them in their embrace.

“The castle looks stunning! I had not expected that you were such a good interior designer.” Stiles gushed pinching her cheek lightly as she flushed with praise.

Hades cleared his throat before speaking, “I am the decorator actually.”

Stiles laughed and stepped away from his friend to shake Hades’ hand and introduce himself.

“I should’ve known it wasn’t this one.” he jerked a thumb in Persephone’s direction before continuing, “I’ve seen her room at Olympus and it’s like Iris vomitted rainbows on the walls.”

Both gods more powerful and older than him laughed at his description.

“Hera told me why you are here and while I could give you the typical punishment of soul reaping with one of the others I do not think you should be punished for putting Zeus and Poseidon in check. Demeter and I may not be on good terms, but I do know she will not forget your words, nor will Athena. Most do not stand up to Poseidon, he is too respected and too powerful, but you did. For that we will be sending you with Peter.” Hades smiled at Stiles before motioning for Peter to join them.

Stiles tried to whisper quietly, he really did, but his words were clearly audible as he whispered, “Did you have to give me one that’s so attractive?”

Persephone giggled, the sound of wind chimes on a cool sunny day, while the other two males looked at Stiles like he was an idiot.

“I stand by that. Sunshine likes to torture me.” Stiles defended himself with a shrug.

Hades continued to look at Stiles like he was a biggest fool the male had met in a millenia, while Peter’s look morphed into a smug smirk before he winked at Stiles.

The younger male was doomed.

Hades shook his head at the two of them before dismissing the pair to start Peter’s duties, which took them topside much to Stiles’ delight. He did not often frolic with the mortals, but he always enjoyed his time there.

“Do you come to the land of the living often?”Stiles inquired.

Peter hummed his confirmation, being purposefully vague as he lead Stiles into a city. The buildings and markets around them were large and well made, most displaying a royal insignia, Stiles’ eyes quickly examined everything they passed. Peter moved through the streets with the speed and ease of constant visitor, almost as if he lived in this capital city. Stiles desperately wanted to look around and experience human civilization, but this trip was not like his last one. He had a job to do, most likely one that involved reaping souls.

Peter nodded to the guards, though the guards did not know they were nodding to an incredibly attractive death god due to the glamour now surrounding Peter giving him the appearance of an old man with a long gray beard and a cane. Stiles quickly pulled a glamour around himself giving him the appearance of a man in his forties and clothes that matched Peter’s, before he too nodded to the guards.

Stiles’ mind was whirling, his thoughts flashing erratically in his hyperactive brain.

Why are we glamoured?

Why are we interacting with the humans as one of them?

Why aren’t we invisible?

Whose soul are we here for?

Peter’s quick steps had them in the throne room in no time, the guards never looking twice at the old man and his companion.

“Old Man Aldrich is here, momma!” a small child screeched as she ran straight at Peter/Aldrich.

Stiles laughed, a much too high pitched sound for the man he was masquerading as, as Peter fake grunted under the weight of the small child.

“Cora darling please release Sir Thomas, he has grown much to weary and you much too large for those kinds of greetings.” A regal woman approached him serenely, her long dark hair swaying around her waist and her dark skin unmarred by hard work.

Stiles still had no idea who Sir Aldrich Thomas was or why Peter was pretending to be him, but now they were speaking with a queen.

“And who might you be?” The Queen addressed Stiles finally, the soft smile falling from her face.

“This is my successor, Beckett Clayton, he hails from the west and I have been training him to take over here when I leave. We’ve talked about my successor before Talia, you know my time draws near.” Peter/Aldrich’s voice was full of steel despite the fact that he was supposed to be a human speaking to their queen.

Talia looked pained for a moment before the young girl still attached to the old man whined, “Why do you have to leave us, Aldrich?”

He crouched before her and laid one liver spotted hand gently on the nape of her neck, “All people must leave eventually darling girl, and all you can do is love them while they’re here.”

Peter had a life here with these mortals. Peter was loved, but Peter also had to watch these people that loved him die. Stiles wanted to cry for the male. Forever doomed to love and be loved only for them to watch him die and he to reap their souls. Stiles tried not to think about his own eternal loop of being cherished and being punished.

After the reunion and Stiles being introduced to the royal family Peter finally signaled for Stiles to follow him out of the castle, the sounds of laughing children and chatting servants following them out into the hot evening air. Once they were far enough from the palace and its guards Peter and Stiles dropped their glamours.

“Why do you help this kingdom instead of leading them to ruin?”

“Death plays a long game, and a prospering kingdom has many citizens all whom must die.” Peter said with a sad glint to his blue eyes.

“Why this kingdom then?”

“Ah, now that is much too personal. Let’s reap these souls and maybe I’ll tell you then.”

They spent all night reaping the souls of marauders, innocents, and the ill Stiles was exhausted and his spark a bit more dim. Peter on the other hand was glowing, a slight blush to his cheeks and warmth to his aura that drew Stiles in like a siren’s song.

“Are you intoxicated off death?”

Peter stepped closer to Stiles one foot at a time, his eyes staring directly into Stiles’, a strange magnetism overtaking them as Peter backed Stiles up against a wall. Their faces were close, Peter’s body hovering over Stiles’ when Peter finally replied.

“I’m intoxicated by life dear boy. Their lives reside in me until I release them to the underworld with prayer and an offering to Chiron for their safe travel. I am full of their love, passion, and fire until they make their journey down to Hades.”

Peter was all energy as he spoke, his body still but his aura pulsing, drawing Stiles in with each breath that ghosted over his lips. Finally Peter closed the miniscule distance and kissed Stiles like he was burning inside and Stiles was the soothing water he desperately craved. Their bodies crashed against each other, twisting and grinding until both males were panting.

“Queen Talia is my granddaughter. This was once my kingdom.”

Peter’s words ghosted across Stiles’ lips, but their echo screamed in Stiles’ mind causing him to flail his limbs and separate them so that he could look into Peter’s eyes.

“Explain.”

“Hmm. Bossy. My son had risen to the throne when he married, but a rival kingdom had taken his sister hostage with the help of my brother, who felt he deserved my throne, and threatened to wage war. To save their lives I snuck into the Argent dungeons. I released my daughter and ended my brother’s treacherous life, but was caught by the guards at the kingdom border. I was able to get her onto a horse and sent her to safety before taking my own life so I would not be a pawn used to wage war against my kingdom.” Peter’s eyes were pained but shone with a love Stiles couldn’t remember seeing in someone else’s eyes.

Sacrifice in death to save an entire kingdom and his family was sure to catch one of the gods’ eye, but his brother’s betrayal explained Hades’ interest. Stiles couldn’t blame him, that amount of devotion and bravery was more than worthy of immortal life.

Stiles found himself jealous of anyone deserving the love and devotion Peter was capable of, no one had ever truly fought for him. Hera and the other women of Olympus only defended him so far as to keep him out of the way of the elder gods wrath, but only when it suited them. Noah loved him, but he had never tried to protect him from the cruelty of the world they lived in.

But here was Peter, glowing with the force of humans’ lives and full of love and loyalty, and Stiles found himself wanting for something more. For the first time in his immortal life Stiles allowed himself to be unhappy with his life, allowed himself to want more than the gift he was given, allowed himself to yearn.

“I imagine you figured out the rest, your face is fascinating when you are thinking.” Peter’s voice, still heated, reminded Stiles of their position and the activity they could be doing instead of letting his mind race.

“Kiss me before I start thinking again.”

“As you wish.” Peter’s blue eyes shone bright in the dark alley before he kissed Stiles with renewed passion.

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Hades!Richie and Persephone!Eddie AU

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

His hands were painted red. The furniture from his front room now crowded in the kitchen, leaving a large empty space that was Eddie had used as a canvas. The brush slid across the hard wood floor, creating a symbol that he had always hoped to never lay eyes in. Looking over to the book beside him he nodded in satisfaction, deciding that this was as close as it got. As the paint dried, he moved to assemble the rest. It had dawned upon him that maybe he was doing this all wrong, that the ingredients that he had tirelessly hunted down were nothing more than a poor man’s worshiping tool. Still he continued, not knowing what else to do and praying that he wasn’t making an ever bigger fool of himself.

Rain still crashed down against his windows, the noise like bullets in the empty home. The sky had not stopped crying since the day he had left and Eddie was sure that the storm was now classified as a hurricane. It was all his fault, he had drowned his own garden because he was unable to break the disaster within him, spilling his emotions onto the mortal world. He tried not think of what other damages were being done because in all honestly, he knew he had no power to stop.

Once he had grinded up all of his ingredients he moved to spread it around the pentagram, careful not to misplace any of it. All of this was a last ditch effort, an end to a horrible two and a half months. Even if it didn’t work he would be back in hell in a few weeks anyway. Although hell now seemed like a distant future compared to living though the travesty that was his life.

“Okay.” He breathed, looking at the mess he had created. “Yeah, okay so here we go.”

His feet carried him to the kitchen where a small cage sat atop of his counter. Inside was a small white ball of fur, its nose flickering as it smelled Eddie approaching. The rabbit’s eyes darted to his captor, instinctively its body pressing against the furthest part of the enclosure. Eddie’s throat clenched at the sight. He could hear the poor things heartbeat, the thumping erratic and frightening. Slowly he moved to the opening, reaching in and grabbing the rabbit by the scruff of its neck, cradling the legs with his forearm.

The animal thrashed against his hold, frantically trying to escape. Eddie wanted to puke. He was the god of spring, the god of blossoming nature and this was against everything he stood for. Gulping gown his guilt he carried the rabbit to the center of the pentagram, dropping to his knees. Tears clumped against his thick lashes as he reached down for the steel knife that he had placed beforehand, the weight of it heavier than lead. Moving the knife to the animals neck he spoke in Latin, summoning the god he so desired. His voice cracked when he spoke of his sacrifice, his hands faltering for a second. With a deep breath he closed his eyes, pressing the blade against the raising pulse of his gift.

“What in the hell are you doing?”

Eddie’s eyes shot open, meeting the gaze of the man before him. The sight made his hand drop, the knife falling to the ground with a deafening clatter. Richie tilted his head, his forehead creased as he took a look at what had almost been done. The rabbit shifted in his arms, making a whimpering noise that pulled at Eddie’s heart stirrings.

“I was trying to summon you.” The words sounded pathetic as soon as they dripped from his tonuge, he cowered, feeling Richie’s piercing gaze on him. “I didn’t know how else to reach you.”

“Okay there are so many things wrong here.” He muttered, rubbing the back of his head as an exasperated left his mouth. “Let that poor thing go, it’s going to have a heart attack.” Eddie obeyed, carrying the rabbit to the door and allowing to dart from his grip. It jumped and sprinted away in the rain, disappearing in the long blades of grass just past his dying garden. Closing the door, he turned back to the god of the damned, his eyes refusing to meet his gaze.

Richie walked around the pentagram, shaking his head. “Where did you even find this image? It’s from the dark ages. I haven’t seen something like this since the Black Death, maybe even before.” His nose sniffled, taking in the fragrance that the air carried. “And is that Hazelwood? What is that supposed to do? Keep the spiders away?”

“Yeah okay, so it’s out of date.” Eddie muttered, “But it worked.”

“What worked was the fact that I felt a life about to leave this cottage, I had no idea all of this was waiting for me.” He gestured to the mess all over the floor. “I don’t praise sacrifice, that’s Zeus or even Poseidon, not me.”

“That doesn’t even make any sense.”

“Ugh, just-“Richie groaned, rubbing his face in frustration. “What could you possibly need so badly that you were about to take a defenseless life? That is not a burden you want, trust me.”

“I needed to see you.” Eddie whispered, stepping over his mess. “We left on bad terms and I couldn’t stand how angry you were at me. You didn’t even let me apologize.” 

“I wasn’t angry.” He quipped, “You would know if I was angry.”

"Okay upset then.” Eddie couldn’t stop himself from pouting, becoming increasingly aware of how little he felt in the kin of hell’s presence. When he spoke again it was like uncontrollable vomit, each word needy, practically pulling on Richie’s sleeve, begging for his attention. “I said some pretty hurtful things and I wanted to make it right. I’m sorry. I stepped over a line and I thought that I knew where we stood but now I’m all confused and it won’t stop raining and I don’t know what else to do because my heart hurts and I don’t want to admit that I need your approval because I’ve never needed it before but-“

“Take a breath!”

Eddie choked, his breathing coming to him in ragged spirts. The tears that he didn’t know were falling dripped onto the paint below, smearing his hard work and ruining it forever. He whimpered, moving his arms to hug his midsection in an attempt to keep himself together. There was a burning in his chest, an unacquainted need for physical contact that he knew he could never ask of the man before him. “S-Sorry I just-“The rest never made it, dying in his scorching throat. There was a sob, followed by yet another whimper.

It was silent, neither of them even daring to breathe too heavily. Richie’s face was unreadable, his gaze fixated on the falling sky outside. It felt like an eternity, although it was probably merely seconds but it was the rain that spoke for them, a rolling thunder shaking the house to its foundation. “You said it won’t quit storming.” Richie whispered, still looking into the darkness.

“Yeah. I can’t stop it.” Eddie replied softly, his fingers biting into this stained sweater. “I’ve been trying but it keeps coming down.”

The god of hell nodded, biting his bottom lip and looking over to where Eddie stood. “You’re flowers are all dead.”

“I know.”

“I should have seen them when I had the chance.” There was a hollow chuckle, one that burned Eddie down to his core. “I bet you grew beautiful things, magnificent pieces of art.”

“Richie-“

“I created this place in your image, tried my best to make this place yours because I knew you had nowhere else to call your own. It’s nothing compared to what I’ve seen you do, the blossoming of the season, the rebirth of the earth after a winter storm. I have never seen things more peaceful and glorious then what come from your fingertips.” His voice was sad and distant, like remembering a faraway memory. A powerful god turned into a hollowed shell in the middle of the living room. “I’ve been around death since the beginning of time, since before you were born. I’ve seen the creation of the earth, of the moon and the stars and yet there are noting in comparison to the moment I saw what you could do. You were a gift to a dark world Eddie, Zeus’s last hope for humanities salvation, for its rebirth. Who am I but a casting shadow destined to tear down all that you create.”

Eddies heart was breaking, the seams ripping apart with each drop of Richie’s emotions. Standing there, watching the most powerful man in the world crumble beneath his confession nearly ended him, and if he was sure that Richie would have let him, he could have died right then and there. He wanted to reach out, to touch him even if it were just a simple graze. It took all he had to refrain. “But you’re the god of Hell, you were one of the firsts and you’ll be one of the lasts. You can do things, things that no one else can do. You have a great deal power, so much that I can’t even imagine what your limits are.”

“It’s a burden.” Richie muttered, “Power is nothing, not when there isn’t anything else.”

“You have Cerberus.”

“Only because I created him to ease my pain.”

“And me.” Eddie whispered, his words dripping with his need of salvation. “You have me Richie.”

“You are not mine.” He corrected, taking a step back from where he had stood. “You never were. I’m only your keeper until your mothers deal is done and when then you are free to the world once again.” There was an attempt at a smile but the look Eddie gave caused it to fall. “You are too good for someone like me, what is life compared to the grim hand of death.”

“I can be yours.” It slipped past him like the falling rain, unable to stop it from becoming present. Richie looked down in shame, shaking his head in disagreement. “You just have to ask. Ask and I can be yours forever.”

“I could never ask that of you.” He replied, watching as Eddie took a few steps forward but remained still. “Never.”

“I want you to.” Eddie whispered, closing the gap between them. His breathing hitched as he moved his hand to Richie’s face, tracing the cool skin just below his cheekbone. It was like a spark that ignited his heart again, that brought the end to his raging storm. “I want to be yours. Please Richie, ask me.”

"I can’t.” He choked, looking down at the god before him. Tears were brimming his vision, building up until there was no way his lids could withstand the weight, allowing them to tumble down his face. “I could never-“

“Please.” Eddie exhaled, want dancing at the tip of his tongue. They were so close that if he wanted to, Eddie could lift his feet and connect their lips. It was unbearable being this close with no release. Eddie was about to break, “I need you, I want this. I want to be yours.”

“Eddie I can’t as-“But he was cut short, the shorter god unable to take it any longer and taking it upon himself to prove how true his words were. Richie reacted beautifully, his hands slipping around Eddie’s waist, pulling him closer. Eddie’s fingers moved though Richie’s hair, tangling themselves in his lush curls, pulling at the roots lovingly. It was like nothing either of them had ever experience, it was want and need, grace and awkwardness, teeth and flesh. It was the rising of the moon and he setting of the sun, death and rebirth and although the two didn’t notice, the rain had stopped.

When they pulled away they were panting, Eddie’s eyes remaining closed as Richie pressed his forehead against his, feverously chasing his lips. Eddie shook his head, avoiding contact. “Ask me.” He managed through his ragged intakes of air. “You have to ask me Richie, please.”

“Be mine.” He sputtered, nudging Eddie’s nose with his. “Stay with me, because I need you too.”

Eddie nodded, moving closer. “Okay.” He whispered before connecting their lips again.

There was a shift in the bed, a movement that startled the god of spring awake. His hands moved to the space beside him, desperately trying to reclaim the safety it offered, only to find it empty. “R-Richie?” Eddie whimpered, sitting up in his bed. There at the foot was a dark figure, its arms pulling on what looked like a shirt. “What are you doing?”

Richie moved to his side, kneeling beside him. “Shhh.” He hushed, placing a reassuring kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “I have to go, only for a while.”

“I’ll go too.” Eddie muttered, trying to move the sheets from his bare skin. Richie’s hand stilled him, pulling the linen back on him. “Stop, let me go.” He whined, shifting his weight awkwardly.

“You can’t go.” He replied in a hushed tone. “I have to do this alone okay? Stay here and sleep.”

“No.”

Richie chuckled at his determination, kissing the corner of his mouth reassuringly. “Sleep, you have exerted so much energy and now the rain has ended, you can regain it back. I’ll be back before sunrise.”

Eddie moved his hands, cupping Richie’s face in the darkness. “Promise?” He whispered, tracing patterns on his lover’s cheeks, ones that only they could see. “Promise you’ll come back for me?”

“I will always come for you.”  Richie replied, placing his hands over Eddie’s smaller ones. “I promise you that.”

He left shortly after, shooting down all of Eddie’s protests. In the end, the god of hell had been right because as soon as he laid back down he fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of castles full of light and happiness. Of Richie’s face, of his touch, of everything that had grown between them. Eddie was happy, and happiness leads to sweet visions.

It was a quarter till sunrise when a noise awoke him, the light still lingering through the windowsill. Eddie sat upright in bed, looking at the dark figure near his bedroom door. It was much smaller than the one he had seen before, but didn’t think anything of it. Figuring he knew who it was he dared to whisper his name, the sound like bells in the empty void. “Richie. You came back.”

There was a laugh, a sadistic and high pitched laugh that made Eddie cringe. The figure took a few steps forward, complete imagine coming into view. Eddie’s fingers clutched his sheets, fear seeping into him as the person from his past moved closer to his bedside. She smiled, her teeth like razors and her hair black feathers hanging down past her shoulders. Eddie shook his head in disbelief, trying desperately to change the scene in front of him. That was when the goddess of harvest spoke, her tone sharp and firm.

“What? A year and a half and you don’t recognize your own mother?”

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Y’all, the more I think about it, the more I believe Billy is the only character aside from Eddie who would wear a Dio patch. It makes too much sense, not just as a matter of taste, but also from a storyteller’s perspective.

 A good storyteller wouldn’t give a big Dio patch like that to just anyone. A patch that big is like a neon sign on the character’s back associating them with the album. 

I’ve already decided Billy is (or should be) associated with it. I could write a friggin’ dissertation on how two songs in particular are BLATANT Billy songs...

“Sacred Heart”

Well You fight to kill the dragon You bargain with the beast Then you sail into a sigh You run along the rainbow And never leave the ground Still you don't know why Whenever you dream you're holding the key It opens the door to let you be free

And find the sacred heart Somewhere bleeding in the night Run for the light And you'll find the sacred heart A shout comes from the wizard The sky begins to crack And he's looking right at you Quick Run along the rainbow Before it turns to black Attack!

I’ve bolded lyrics that contain strong Billy symbolism. Some are easy to explain, others would take a few long posts :p 1) At Starcourt, Billy is the knight fighting the dragon. He loses, but you can bet your ass he’s gonna come back and fight the dragon again, and this time he’ll win.

2) Billy is associated strongly with rainbow symbolism. The storm in his mind is a “rainbow storm,” and the fireworks at Starcourt create a rainbow aesthetic as he’s remembering his true self. You can find my post about this here.

3) Billy is associated strongly with door/key symbolism - guarding doors, unlocking and opening them, coming through them without permission. I need to write an actual post about this ;_; but I’ve collected a whole album of screenshots demonstrating the connection. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it!

4) “Running for the light” sounds like a redemption arc to me ;) I’m convinced we’ll get a moment that shows Billy literally moving toward the light. We’ve already seen that in a Billy context, actually; when El is walking through the storm in his mind, the headlights of his Camaro guide her into the center like a lighthouse guiding a ship into port. (1:55 in the video below)

5) “The sky begins to crack” is a lightning reference, and Billy is strongly associated with lightning. I’ll cover this whenever I write my post about Billy’s connection to the three brother-gods of Greek mythology (Zeus, Poseidon, Hades).

“Rainbow In The Dark”

When there's lightning You know it always brings me down 'Cause it's free and I see that it's me Who's lost and never found I cry out for magic I feel it dancing in the light It went cold, lost my hold To the shadows of the night No sign of the morning coming You've been left on your own Like a rainbow in the dark A rainbow in the dark Do your demons Do they ever let you go? When you've tried, do they hide deep inside? Is it someone that you know?

I would’ve bolded some of these lyrics, but honestly, all of them apply to Billy.

1) You got your lightning and rainbow symbolism again. I’m especially moved by the image of a rainbow in the dark ;_; 

2) “I cry out for magic... you’ve been left on your own...” isn’t that Billy’s story exactly?

3) “Your demons [are] someone that you know.” Hi there, Billy’s doppelganger :3

All of that to say...

I would stake actual money on Billy being the one to wear the Dio patch. The end.

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P.S. I know I’ve talked a lot about Billy and rainbows, but I have to warn y’all against using the rainbow symbolism as proof of his queerness. I have very good reason to believe that’s not how it’s intended.

don't wanna dramatize but if this is steve (spoilers) I'M GONNA LOSE IT

(aka, pleasepleasePLEASE gimme steve infiltrating the satanists wearing billy's clothes that max has been keeping hidden under her bed, and when they finally find him or comes back from the upsd or whateveryaddayadda (because, you know 🤡🤡🤡) billy be like "damn, pretty boy. i look good on you")

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(The artwork above is not mine, it is an edited version of another artist)

Ok so Fauxteen (fauxteen.tumblr.com / instagram.com/fauxteen) and his Drag Race/Steven Universe crossover got me feeling all sorts of ways. Go check out his other work and support it because it’s all incredible!

I’ve always loved the idea of having a RuPaul’s Drag Race superhero crossover team ala Justice League, X Men, Sailor Moon etc. and his Steven Universe crossover is the best thing I’ve seen that comes close to that. (Other than Fire Crotch and Melanina henny.) So I decided to come up with a concept for a Drag Race super hero team, and use his artwork as a concept piece.        

For the design of the team, I wanted the queens to be unified with a similar texture but each have their own signature color and aesthetic. I took the standard colors of the rainbow (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple & pink) and added a few others (turquoise, brown, black & white) to round the number to 11.

Each Queens Assigned Color:

Bebe - Brown If you google image search Bebe, or go to her website, she is always wearing brown and is always in some sort of animal print, and these two go great together. Her iconic Cameroon look was cleary the inspiration for her outfit in the piece. The color brown also has a great animalistic quality to it which goes hand in hand with her brand. (The outfit seems to be inspired by her Cameroon look)

Tyra - White When I think of Tyra, I think of her in her iconic wedding dress which initially had me place her with white. What I love is that white represents light, hope and purity amongst many things, which is why it’s the color worn by brides and angels. It’s ironic to put Tyra in white, almost in the same way she calls herself “America’s Sweetheart.” It gives me life thinking of her in a pristine angelic outfit knowing the attitude she has. <3 #jump #twice (The outfit seems to be based on her Season 2 promo picture, but as well, the wedding dress which had the same shape)

Raja - Blue Not necessarily inspired by a look, but when I think of Season 3, I always think of the color blue because of the promo trailers for the season. I’ve naturally associated that with Raja, and the color fits her very well. It’s sleek, cool and royal which matches Raja’s qualities. When it’s right, it’s right. (The outfit seems to be based on her entrance look, wearing the cyclops hat)

Sharon - Green Green’s hard to pull off and Sharon can pull off anything. I’m instantly reminded of her pride boat look, as well as her crowning look when she wore green. It’s also the color associated with witches which fits her brand very well. (The outfit seems to be a combination of her Season 4 promo look, as well as her crowning look)

Chad - Pink Chad’s the closest a winner has come to being a Barbie girl. She was often critiqued for being too perfect, too pretty, and too polished. Pink goes well with Chad’s princess aesthetic, being a showgirl, and having the bubbly personality she does. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her AS1 promo look, as well as yellow bang cut wig she wore in Season 4)

Jinkx - Orange I always think of orange with Jinkx mostly because of her hair. Many outfits come to mind as well including her Season 5 crowning look, and her Season 8 reunion look. Something about the warmth of orange and the cookiness of it matches Jinkx and her broadway aesthetic very well. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her Episode 1 Hollywood look)

Bianca - Black Bianca is one that could’ve been many colors, such as red or purple, but I decided to go with black. She is known for claiming she has a black heart, as her forte is reading people and throwing shade. She is known for being “evil,” and the color black is associated with darkness. However similar to Tyra, having Bianca in black is ironic for we know that she actually has one of the biggest hearts. It’s fun seeing her look so evil when you know she’s the opposite. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her Season 7 reunion look, and her wig from the Season 6 black & white runway)

Violet - Purple Need I say more? Her name and essence matches the color perfectly! The femininity of pink but so much edgier.(Her outfit seems to be inspired be her Death Becomes Her look)

Bob - Yellow From Bob’s logo, to her crowning look, to many of her photoshoots, Bob always seems to wear yellow and the color seems to match her very well, more so than any other winner. It’s very bright and sunny, and since Bob is all about making people laugh and stealing the show, she really is always the brightest one in the room. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her Book Ball look)

Alaska - Turquoise Alaska’s like Sleeping Beauty, she’s either very blue or pink to me. For this design, I decided to go for a turquoise color. This matches her new association with snakes very well. It also fits with the original concept behind Alaska, in which her character is an alien from the planet Glamtron. Not to mention the color turquoise is very arctic (as in the state of Alaska which I often forget to associate with her.) She was probably the most versatile to pick a color, but I think turquoise is a right choice. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her AS2 promo look, and her wig being classic Alaska)

Sasha - Red The bitch is always in red, and so many of her outfits have splashes of red to them. As well, after her performance to So Emotional with the rose petals, the color red fits her even better now. (Her outfit seems to be inspired by her entrance look which no tea, no shade has the same silhouette of many other outfits of hers. The wig is obviously from So Emotional)

For their actual powers, I only began to brainstorm but wasn’t having that much luck. Maybe Bebe can turn into a jungle cat, and Jinkx can put people to sleep with her singing (Hey Jigglypuff! I just saw Jigglypuff girl!) or maybe she can control the weather (“monsoon”). If you have any ideas let me know!

Also I’d love to here your ideas on a backstory, why they all fight together and how they got their powers, as well as what Ru’s position is in all of this.

I tried to think of one and came up with a rough draft below that needs a lot of work.

I’d love to see other ideas or concepts behind something like this.

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BACKSTORY:

Long ago… before time as we know it… the world was made up entirely of the Gods. We know the famous ones, there was Zeus the king and god of thunder, Aphrodite the goddess of love and beauty, Poseidon the god of the sea, Ares the god of war, Hades the god of the underworld and so on and so on. But there was one god that seemed to escape the history books, and that god was known as… RuPaul! She was the god/goddess of one of the most powerful forces in the universe… queerness! (YAS GAWD!) She spread her eternal message of loving thine self before loving someone else and was easily the most fabulous god and one of the most powerful. Everybody loved her and looked to her for direction in the most troubling of times. Ru was in fact the god who invented colour and the rainbow itself. Many of the Gods had items that sourced their powers; Zeus had his lightning bolts, Poseidon had his trident, etc. RuPaul however carried the source of her powers upon her head in a luxurious crown. The crown was bejewelled with several gemstones along the surface, each gemstone a different color with a different power and meaning behind it. There are many stories from the ancient days about the goddess RuPaul, but those are for another time.

As the world began to evolve more and more throughout time, the gods naturally faded away and became one with the world…

When the world was in it’s 20th century, it was not in a progressive era that it should’ve been and was in need of some saving. In early 1960, a woman by the name of Ernestine became pregnant with a child. One day, a strange physic woman came to her and told her that her child was the incarnation of a legendary god, and that she was to name the child RuPaul. By the end of the year, Ernestine gave birth to the child, and as instructed, named him RuPaul. Ru began to grow up in the world without knowing who he truly was.

Then one day as he walking home, a young Ru walked past an old antique shop he had never seen before, and decided to go inside. The shop was filled with many wondrous things, and no one was in there except a mysterious woman who seemed to own the shop. Ru took a look around, and eventually came across a dazzling crown with various coloured jewels along the surface. It was like something out of a dream and he just had to have it! So Ru took the crown to the the front of the store and began to search his pockets for some money. The woman behind the counter just smiled at him and said “take this one on me.” Ru was so grateful, and just before he left the woman asked him for one more thing. She said she had one too many records in the store and asked him to take one off of her hands. She then gave him his very first record, a record containing the music of Diana Ross. With much appreciation for the gifts from the stranger, Ru left the store. That night at home, Ru was dancing around his room wearing the crown he got earlier, and truly feeling his fantasy. He decided to then play his new Diana Ross record. The music began, and as soon as she started singing, Ru’s crown lit up and all the powers within Ru were awakened. As time went on, Ru slowly began to learn who he really was, and what powers he possessed.

Around the time of the late 70’s, Ru went out in the world and began working as a female vigilante, using her powers to defeat crime against crime. She wore a fabulous iridescent costume and quickly gained public attention, making a name for herself. She met the likes of a woman named Michelle Visage who became Ru’s sidekick and trusted advisor. As well, she often worked alongside another vigilante by the name of Lady Bunny, who became Ru’s partner. Adventure after adventure, Ru sashayed and shantayed her way to victory in every battle. She saw many beauties of the world, as well as much of its darkness. Then, Ru made the biggest mistake any god could make… she fell in love. His name was Georges, and he was a farmer boy Ru met one night on the dance floor. Other than Michelle and Lady Bunny, he was the only one who knew Ru’s true identity.

One day, a new villain emerged on the scene. This villain however, was no ordinary foe Ru had faced in the past. He went by the name of Lord Padmunt and he possessed a tremendous amount of power, as well as led a powerful army of minions. The only one who could stop him was RuPaul, but Georges told her to be careful for she didn’t know the strength of his power. Lord Padmunt and Ru were great rivals who battled many battles for quite some time. With the powers of a god, Lord Padmunt could never defeat Ru. But then one day, he discovered her secret lover. He captured Georges as his prisoner and told Ru to surrender her powers, or the man she loved would die in front of her eyes. This wasn’t going to stop Ru who was determined to defeat Lord Padmunt. She managed to defeat him and banished him away, but in a terrible battle that severely injured both herself and Georges. Ru had a wide slash alongside her leg while Georges suffered a blow to the head. Georges was so severely hurt, that he was to remain in a coma for the rest of his life. Ru felt a tremendous amount of guilt on what had happened. As a god, she could easily heal herself of her injuries, but she didn’t have the abilities to heal Georges. Out of her love and respect to him, Ru surrendered her powers so that she could live the rest of her life as a mortal and have to endure the same pain inflicted upon Georges. With no powers, Ru swore to never fight another day in her life. Without her love, she went into a dark place and hid herself from the world, living in secrecy. The only two who knew of her whereabouts were Michelle and Bunny. The world believed Ru had died. And as their beloved hero was now gone, the people of the world strived to make it a better place in her honour and legacy. For some time, they actually did, and the world became a peaceful and more progressive place. But as we know, nothing last forever…

Much time had passed, and it was now the year 2008. The world was in happy place as Obama was just elected president. Ru watched the outside world through her television and was at peace in the direction things were headed, while knowing there was still more work the people of the world had to learn and do for themselves. However one day she was visited by her friend and former associate Michelle, who had come to deliver some news to Ru. Michelle had heard word of mouth through the grape vine, that a billionaire was trying to climb the ladder of the world to reach a more successful place. His name? Donald Trump. Michelle told Ru that this Trump character had plans to run for presidency and to hopefully become the successor to Obama. Although unqualified, Trump seemed to have a plan that would lead him to office without fail. Michelle would never bring news like this to Ru nowadays but she knew that this time it was important. She showed Ru a picture of Trump, and as soon as Ru glanced at his face, in an instant Ru recognized the smirk on Trump’s face and the gleam in his eyes. As a master of Scrabble, Ru also recognized that his name was an anagram of a name Ru once knew very well… Lord Padmunt. If he could manage to make his way to the highest position in the world, then there was no telling what danger lay ahead. Since Ru gave up his powers so he could grow old and live a mortal life in honour of Georges, he had previously vowed to never fight again, and he still vowed to honour that promise. But he knew something had to be done about this.

Ru went to a room in his lair with the highest amount of security, a room he hadn’t been to in years. In this room was his legendary crown. Ru took his crown and removed each of the eleven gemstones that were on its surface. Ru knew that by the end of 2016 to early 2017, Trump would become president. In this time, Ru knew he had to search far and wide to find eleven chosen ones who possessed enough charisma, uniqueness, nerve and talent as Ru did to follow in his footsteps. He would give each individual a gemstone which contained a fraction of Ru’s powers. These would give the chosen ones many wondrous powers like the ones Ru once possessed. Michelle was worried about finding people qualified, but Ru assured her they were already out there. For as she had been reincarnated, so had all of her powers. With the help of Michelle Visage, Ru began his search…

[This is one method, where the queens are regular men who obtain super powers rather than pre-existing super beings who form a team]

In 2009, Ru came across Nea Marshall Kudi, a prince of his people in Cameroon who came to America and began working with wildlife and the UN. Ru found him to be the chosen one of his first gemstone, the golden brown sphalerite. This gave Nea the ability to transform into warrior, Bebe Zahara Benet. The world had a new hero and the first of her kind.

In 2010, Ru found James Ross, a runaway groom who was trying to escape his past and provide a better life for his young child. He worked his way through life by going to school during the day, while stripping at night. Ru gave him his second gemstone, the white diamond, and this gave James the ability to transform into warrior, Tyra Sanchez. While still having their own adventures, Bebe and Tyra also began to work as a team.

In 2011, Ru discovered Sutan Amrull. He was a creative makeup artist and photographer, who was highly spiritual. Ru gave him the blue sapphire which turned Sutan into the warrior, Raja Gemini. The team was now a trio.

In 2012, Ru found Aaron Coady, a club goer heavily involved in the punk rock scene, always getting into trouble, who often experimented with witch craft. Ru found him to be the chosen one to receiving the green emerald, which gave Aaron the ability to turn into Sharon Needles. Sharon joined the group as its fourth member.

Later that year, Obama was already leading into his second term, and Ru and Michelle knew they had work harder to finding successors to Ru’s powers before the end of Obama’s second term. They came across Chad Michaels, a former pageant winner, and current Vegas performer who possessed all the qualities in receiving the pink rose quartz. Chad Michaels now possessed the abilities to turn into super hero, Brigitte Love. However, in a bizarre plan that ended up working, Chad still referred to herself as Chad Michaels in hopes of using reverse psychology to protect her identity.

In 2013, the team came across Jerick Hoffer, a struggling Broadway actor who was best suited for the role of Ru’s next gemstone, the orange spessartine, which gave Jerick the abilities to transform into Jinkx Monsoon.

In 2014, Ru and Michelle began to keep a watchful eye on Roy Haylock, CEO of a successful company that catered to literature and reading. As the bad bitch in charge, she was the chosen one to receive the powers of the black gemstone, the schorl, giving Roy the great power of turning into warrior, Bianca Del Rio.

In 2015, the world was fascinated with its latest “It Boy” in fashion. A youngster by the name of Jason Dardo. Ru realized that this young model was in fact the chosen one to receive the powers of the purple amethyst, transforming Jason into vixen, Violet Chachki.

At the beginning of 2016, with three gemstones left, Ru and Michelle came across comedian Christopher Caldwell. After years of the team wondering who would be the chosen one to receive the yellow gemstone, Christopher fit the bill. He obtained the yellow citrine and became Bob The Drag Queen.

With two gemstones left, and Trump’s presidency coming closer and closer, Ru and Michelle worked twice as hard to find the two remaining chosen ones. But something funny happened. Justin Honard was a close ally of the team. He was dating Sharon around the time she joined the team, and although Sharon wasn’t suppose to, she revealed her identity to Justin. Because of this, Ru and the team kept Justin close as an assistant despite his difficult relationship with Sharon that ended up turning into a beautiful friendship. As they continued to search, in an epic battle against an enemy where Justin was held captive (similarly to how Georges once was), Justin was revealed to being the chosen one of a gemstone, and it turned out one of the chosen ones was under their nose the entire time. They threw him the turquoise gemstone transforming Justin into Alaska 5000.

Just as Trump was elected president, in 2017 the team finally found their final member. An artist who owned his own gallery by the name of Alexander Steinberg. He was given the red ruby, and it transformed him into warrior Sasha Velour.

As a new era of hatred begins, it’s the responsibility of RuPaul’s gemstones to help save the world…

[industryskillsdeantemjit]

Task 1: Sketchbook

This is a personal portfolio project which we can choose a project whether it be projects that we’ve already covered or something that interests us, or skills that we’ve already acquired or developed throughout the year and wanted to explore on it further. The task given to us was to explore idea generation for making techniques and ideas in the sketchbook. We are also required to explore on using different materials, visuals techniques and processes. 

Before beginning my project, I initially came up with a mindmap - listing all possible ideas I wanted to do. I created the 3 main titles for each category - that is poster design, character design and concept art. Within each of its individual group, I listed all the possible ideas that I personally wanted to do and that it is something I wanted to explore further. 

After completing the mindmap, I then decided to go on with concept art because it’s something that interests me the most and something that I wanted to become better at. I’ve only started drawing digitally since the beginning of the year, and I desperately wanted to get better at it since it is a goal of mine. I believe going with the concept art will not only make me improve in my ability in coming with design ideas, but it will also help me push myself to become better at the areas which I am not very good at such as composition, painting with values and getting the overall shape correct. 

The list I created is of mythological gods such as Zeus, Poseidon, Hades etc. The reason why I chose to do this is because I am interested in mythological Greek gods and the history behind it. Moreover, I wanted to do it since I thought it would be good concept art for certain video games, and to name one - it would be ‘Smite’. Furthermore, I wanted to see how far I can push myself by doing concept art which I’ve never done before and drawing in a semi-realistic looking character. I am stepping out of the comfort zone to draw something that I’m not very confident at since all I’ve ever drawn was an anime character. However, for this particular project, I will be drawing an almost semi-realistic character as concept art.

Research about Hades:

I then went to research about the chosen character that I am going with which is ‘Hades’ as I thought it would be an interesting subject to choose since its background is amusing. However, the reason why I wanted to do Hades is that I am interested in drawing the underworld, bones and fire which all combine to fit the description of ‘Hades’.

After completing the research, I gathered many images references as I could possibly can such as bones, fire and many things related to ‘Hades’ concerning visualising what my character would look like in the final results. 

Mood board 1:

Mood board 2:

Colour palette:

The gathered images in the mood board will then be used as a reference for the sketching process. I sketched out many ideas of what the character will have on its body and what type of clothing will the character be wearing. At this point, I’ve already decided on that the Hades character will be a woman. I don’t want to do a concept art of Hades based on the actual information of it, but instead, I interpreted the information to create a character that I visualised in my mind.

Furthermore, the 10 sketches that I am going to be showing below used a combination of a mechanical pencil of 0.5 mm and different pencils ranging from HB, B and 2B pencil to create the shadings.

For my first page of the sketchbook, I listed items that I’d like to see on the Hades’ character as well as things that are related to death such as fire and skull. These things can easily be incorporated into the designs if need be, but for now, I am just coming up with ideas of how these things would actually look like and designing it to suit my preferences.

I tried to draw an axe but with another blade on another side with designs of mythical beasts embedded on both of the blades. I decided to make the axe as old and to be the style that is similar to Vikings as those axes interest me the most with their fascinating designs. Moreover, I tried to draw a skull using the reference, and this is as a practice since I wanted the drawing to be as close to semi-realistic as possible. 

Lastly, I experimented with drawing fire. I used colours to see if the values are what I wanted so that I could incorporate these colours into the final design if I wanted to. For these three colours, I wrote numbers on them to indicate which Copic markers I used.

The second page of my sketchbook includes things like a concept for the character, shoulder plate and armour plate. Since this character concept art is likely will be a game character, the first thing I thought of is the character going into the battle, so it makes perfect sense to come up with armours concepts. I initially was going to go for a male character as that would look more towards being Hades the most and here I tried adding fire to his beards and eyebrows to make him look dominant. 

For these shoulder and chest plate, I have drawn them using what I thought was ‘cool’ to add to the design as well as elements from references that I personally think are interesting.

Next, I moved onto drawing dragon heads as I wanted a dragon behind the character, if not is interacting with it. To save time by drawing a full-scale drawing of a dragon, I only draw the head and focusing on the details as I think that's the most important part. I looked at some of the references to get the details I needed for the dragon’s head, and with a little bit of tweaking some of the features, I was able to draw two dragon’s heads that I am satisfied with.

For the fourth page of my sketchbook, I tried drawing various positions of the character looking up and down to see what position I want best in my final design. Moreover, I also started coming up with ideas for my character’s arm. I was going with a scale-looking design that is similar to dragon’s scales or feature that are similar to lava’s cracks as it looked to be something dangerous and powerful. It is something that I wanted to enforce those points into my character design since I wanted people to get those impressions when they first saw the character.

The next page of my sketchbook contains sketches of horns experiments. I used references of goat’s horns as I found the details and shapes of it fascinating. Moreover, I could implement it by designing horns for my character as well.

For my sixth page of the sketchbook, I drew another dragon’s head, only this time, I tried drawing a dragon’s bonehead with fire coming out of its mouth. Other than that, I tried to design a scythe which wasn’t exactly the style I wanted, so I didn’t get to finish it.

For my seventh page of the sketchbook, I wanted to draw a full-scale dragon using dragon heads that I previously created as a reference. Moreover, it was more to experiment what colours I wanted to go for when finalising my dragons ideas for the finishing product. I mainly go for the fire colours which I previously experimented as I wanted the fire to be the most prominent central part of the dragon, and it should be the main selling point. The colouring wasn’t the best since I did it very quickly and wasn’t focusing on the details too much and this is all because I wanted to see these colours on the dragon. 

The next page contains sketches of small features and designs which would be on the character. Moreover, I tried to design the final scythe which I would use for the final production, and I am pleased with how it turned out.

This page is about experimenting with different types of faces. I experimented and developed a total of six faces that are in the same similar style since I wanted the face to look as mature and as semi-realistic as possible. From the look of the sketches, I may not be choosing an individual face to go forward with, but choosing different features from six of the faces and develop it further during the final production to get the face I really wanted.

For this sketch, I tried to experiment with different types of hairstyles to see which one I would like to implement to my character or choosing the design to go forward with and refining it in the final stage. Some of these hairstyles are from the references from the mood board as I really like the look of it and wanted to use it as part of my development process. Moreover, for the medium, I used a paint brush marker for the hair, and the reason why is because I wanted to experiment with the line weights and the see how they would look. 

Overall, I think creating this 10 sketches development was a success and that it is something useful towards creating my final character. It helps me to become more organised, plan and experiment with different design ideas to achieve the final creation.