#male megara

[erenspussy420]

Take Me With You (fanfic)

A shameless plug in for a fic I made for a male disney princess x oc. 

Warnings will apply: for slight yandere themes, mature themes, and suggestive content. Smut is added in later. Female Original Character, the oc’s world is taking place in a futuristic material world.

Summary:

“Take me with you, for laughs, for the unknown, take me with you.”- Schmendrick the Magician, The Last Unicorn.

Somewhere in the cosmos, someone enjoys watching her trying not to rip her hair out with every turn of the page of game that was probably cursed. To end each route with a fairy tale ending or at least a happy ending . Even so, trying to leave when a prince clings to you, asking you not to leave them behind is hard.

"Take me with you."

(mature themes) (original female characters

Chapter one: Paralogue

‘Let’s have a late dinner’- was the message sent to her. Above in their diamond cages, Gogo dancers call out to her to ‘come play with us~’ beckoning her to come closer, as she brushes past grasping hands that reach for her. Victoria waved good-bye to her friends as she strode past them, blowing kisses to her girls.

‘You’re alive, thank God.’ A ride request to one of the cabbies and another text comes, directions and a surprise. 

‘I’ll meet you at the cafe, I have something for you.’  The cab pulls away from the club and off another text goes. The city life is loud as its bright lights that overtook the night stars' brilliance, the sidewalks over crowded, her cabbie driver honking her horn at a punk jay walker. A dancing hologram ad, advertising a new game flashes dangerously close to the roads.

‘Can’t wait, see you soon :)’

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The overhead radio plays the charming song 'El Adventuro' throwing her back to countless nights as a kid waiting for her parents to leave a party. Now it's with Amos who hasn't said anything to her for the past ten minutes after throwing himself into her booth, he then begins ordering a drink with the startled waitress. Slapped a little white box with a red bow on the table, with a slurred voice," Your birthday gift." And slumped over in his seat accompanied by a loud crack.

"Ay hijo no," Victoria got up to fix him up, Amos let her drag his corpse to a non-back breaking position, she patted his short hair gently."Nap, you'll smell your coffee before you know it." 

 She smooths the wrinkles of her short, blue glittery dress and takes a sip of her drink, waiting for Amos to remember who he is and how he came to be. Said friend was dead to the world. Glancing down at his tan coat, she felt sympathy at the familiar sight of demon ick staining the bottom of his tan coat, still wet dripping on the plastic. Shaking her head, she wipes off the stains with a frown. Hopefully no one noticed it.

 ‘That's not gonna come off, Amos, you have to soak that stuff immediately,’ Their jobs were often messy, a true mark of an experienced master in their field, is the cleanliness of their clothes.’‘He must have come here straight from the mission, poor Amos, sweetie needs to eat.’

A red coffee mug appears, and true as the sun rises in the east, so did Amos. Victoria snorts when Amos screeches after burning his tongue. Amos, gangly and boney whose tall height made him look almost skeletal, sipped slowly from his coffee mug paying no attention to her. The bright neon lights of a dancing pink pig flash across them, drawing harshness to his face.

"Amos," she called to him, taking his attention from the window." You should have something to eat, you look hungry."

A "pwshh" escapes him, Amos runs his hand through his short red hair. "Yeah, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday," he confesses,”I don’t know what to eat, pick for me Victoria, I trust you.” 

“Are you sure about that?” 

"Don't make me pull out my dagger."

"Tiny compared to my sword." Victoria pats her purse.

"How the fuck does that even fit in there?" Amos sadly didn't get his answer.

 Victoria flags down a waitress, speaking to her with ease in Spanish-  picking at dishes that would fill them both up. She hadn't eaten anything when she left the club and the horchata can only do so much. Amos had already finished his coffee by the time their other drinks arrived. Amos looked tired, his eyes sullen as he gazed at the dancing pink mascot of the cafe El Pequeñito Puerco. Whatever case he had been assigned to, it had left its mark. Victoria reaches over to Amos, patting his hands in a show of comfort. “Thank you for coming home,” Victoria says to him, focusing on the warmth she felt. 

Thank you, for coming back alive, was unsaid.

Amos squeezed her hand gently before letting go. “I did make a promise, and you know I don’t take those lightly.” he said. A quirk of his lips, that faded quickly as it came. He picks up the little red box by its big bow and slips it back over to her,”Here, I missed your birthday, so I got you this game. I heard how much you love those otome dating games.”

“Of course, you heard that! ” Victoria covers her mouth to laugh,”Don’t judge me Amos, how can I resist those pretty faces?” She’s pretty weak to them, seeing as Lei is the one who convinced her to play video games. Games leave a bad taste on her tongue, as in typical Lei fashion somehow got a hold of the possessed ones that get them trapped in another dimension.

To be fair, it’s a rare thing to happen, Lei just happens to be a special case.

 Funnily enough, otome games were the few they got to enjoy without the dimension crisis. Gushing over the gorgeous leads, men or women, didn’t matter who they would go for in the end– what really mattered were the craziest choices they could find. Anything for the memes. Then they cry over the loveable NPC players who got fodder off, boo’ing the male lead, and reading lines with bad voice overs. Lei was the one who made her fall in love with otome games, even if he managed to make her wary of going to the arcade with him. Charming her to go, with that stupidly handsome grin that makes her weak-kneed, and ends with her on his lap.

God, did she miss him.

“It’s a new one that came out a while back,” Amos continued, he played with the fried beans on his plate, mixing it with bowls worth of Salvadorian crema. Victoria side eyed him for that, he took it when she wasn’t looking again.”I think you might like it's one of those fairy tale ones, the game practically endless with all the stories it has. Plus, I promise you it’s not haunted or anything! No possession records either!”

“No time loops?” Victoria asked suspicious of it. She speared at the red box with her fork, not trusting it enough to touch it, never mind  before. Time loops were horrible pockets of dimensions never-ending reruns and she had enough of those for a lifetime. This world has never lacked a horror that drags the unassuming, the innocent and the naivety of those who not once thought of them. Even a simple pleasure such as games, brings her weariness. "You checked it before, right? Amos?"

“None! I made sure of it,” Amos said confidently, finally some color returning to his pale cheeks. Amos stuffed his face with gusto, his plate of chile relleno was disappearing at a fast rate. So fast that he accidently gets some of the sauce on the sleeve of his coat. Victoria lets out a puff of laughter as he curses. ”Oh come on! Ugh forget it! Listen, that game is the best one out so far, so you better play it.” He jabs his fork to make his point clear.

"Oh monsieur, please be merciful!" A wry grin curls her mouth, her hoop earrings dance as she shakes her head, ”Now keep eating, you blackhole or I’m leaving you to the undead vampires– they’re haunting the parks tonight.” She should dig into her own food, unless she wanted soggy tostadas de tinga. She brushes her hair back, careful to not get it caught on the wooden buttons of her cardigan.

“That’s a myth!” was all Amos said.

The two chatted over their dinner, swapping stories of past trips, Amos retelling of the possessed doll he encountered in his recent case that ended up with setting it on fire. "Listen, that doll had to die, so I pulled out my hairspray and lighter then started blasting." 

Then Victoria kept him up with her research of folk-lore cases from decades ago. It had started with one tale then another until she spiraled into burying herself in books. She had dived right back into fairy tales and binging on old Disney movies. Amos immediately made fun of her for it and she introduced him to her new shiny heels. Her gift was left untouched. With their plates having been taken away, Amos sat back against the worn plastic padding, making loud groans.

“I can feel my guts rearrange themselves,” Amos slumped over.

“Don’t die here, Amos, I can’t drag your body back to your apartment, these are new shoes.” Victoria hums, she towers over him waving the receipt,” I paid already, so come on get up and let’s go.”

“Your tall ass can literally carry me over there like a sack of potatoes. Now, leave me here so I can remember how to walk again,” Amos bemoaned, a snicker later before the lanky man crawled out of his seat,”okay okay let's go already, good food, I need to come here more.”

“Oh, definitely. Thank you for the food,” Victoria calls over, waving goodbye to their waitress who thanked them for coming. They leave the warm bright restaurant, and into the crisp cold night. Their breath comes out like silver wisps. Shivering, Victoria pulls her thick cardigan closer to her, she was not made for the cold! Her stockings did little to protect her, this is what she gets for not changing at the club. The night sky was clear of any clouds, leaving the moon full and luminous. Clear enough, they could see the red painted moon colonies that looked eerily like a scar.

A comfortable silence settled between them as they headed towards Amoss’ car. Despite the rocky start, this ended on a good note to her. It’s been too long since she’s seen Amos, longer had it been since she had met up with any of her other friends. Nothing unusual, as those who work in their fields leave for long periods, and disappear even faster than a whisper could be said in between the spaces.

Victoria will drop everything to see them, before anything could happen again.

“Thanks for getting the meal, Victoria, I’ll pay next time. How has your sabbatical been by the way?” Amos asked. Off in the distance a loud cry of a train can be heard over the loud music of the city life. Bright lights illuminated every corner, bathing them in reds and yellows. They stood by his car, parked down a little ways as terrible the parking was in the city.”I heard they gave you two years, for….well you know.”

He looked away from her, so someone told him then.

“Fine,” Victoria said, it was really fine. She had a lot of time on her hands now, things to pursue, study, and take time to remember herself. Time dedicated to family, visiting Ms. Zhang. She had done a lot of cleaning the apartment and cooking new recipes, she even got to make some dresses.”It’s been fine, I’ve been resting a lot.”

“Fine,” he parrots back at her, brow raised.”Alright for now,I believe you. Door's open, I’ll drop you off at home.”

“Thanks, Amos.”

She’s fine.

Absolutely fine. The box in her hand seemed more interesting than the wax sealed papers back home. Amos didn’t press her and Victoria kept it to herself.

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After waving good-bye to Amos from the stairway, Victoria walks into her little apartment, her gift tucked into the crook of her elbow. It’s a small apartment, perfect for a single lady like herself. The Pink Flamingo Apartments a five story building, true to its name pink stoned with teal railings wrapped around it, the decor reminisce of its glory days of peace and shag carpet. The second she got in, she beelined for the small living room. Her feet practically disappeared into the thick red carpet. She hangs her cardigan on a nearby hook and sets her gift on the cherry wood coffee table. Sighing in relief, she pulls off her cute silver heels and relishes even ground.

“Home, sweet home,” Victoria mutters, laying down on her couch. Sitting in the dark, with the bright moon light pouring into her living room, she stares at the ceiling. Seeing her friend again felt great, Amos is alive and breathing. Victoria didn’t have to worry as much, Amos won’t be getting another case for now. Hazel eyes with green specks flash in her mind, and her mood plummets. Tossing over, she looks at the answering machine, the 'full' light glaring.

Amara, her sweet Amara, did she leave her a message this time? She reaches over and presses the button, listening to the auto voice. A pop up hologram shows in bold gold letters; calls from marketers were erased, messages from Father Mateo were noted , her mama’s were saved, as were others from friends' invitations to go out. Their last text was of Amara arriving at the airport. Nothing new.

“Please be safe,” She prays quietly. Amara is traveling with Uma, and she’s with a bigger group this time. Safety in numbers. Still, Victoria misses her friend deeply. 

She should do something. “I can try the game.” Victoria says to no one, making herself get up, careful not to slip with her stockings, her dress riding up to her thighs as she does. Not caring to fix since who was going to grasp pearls with her legs out and about? Moon’s out, thighs out. Humming, Victoria pulls out her gaming console and starts  hooking up her tv. 

The current model VRD2, the virtual reality device, was a smash hit in the US, taking players into a whole new meaning of exploring new worlds. After an early breakthrough in technology, much of entertainment can be experienced virtually now. With the VRD reality headset it practically felt like you were in the game, as it tapped your brain into it, a practice accepted around the globe. Innovative creations such as the Dream Catcher Pillow, were created with this in mind.

Though some protest that it could be dangerous– as very rare cases have pointed to disappearances. Which were promptly thrown out on the basis that no proof existed that it was a sole reason for such claims. Over the years the developers have continuously kept testing, with volunteers, to make sure there was nothing wrong with their machines. Always passing with a 99.99 percent success rate.

For its success there were many contracts made for games to be remade for the console.  There was no genre of games that couldn't be played on the VRD2 sans games from the pre-VRD revolution. Lei had gotten it when-

Nope.

Ripping up the box, Victoria takes out the disc and quickly shoves it into the empty slot. Practically shoving the helmet on, she pushes the game on. Settling back on her couch, her bag still strapped to her side, she relaxes her mind. Whirls of the machine, clicking in, her head felt light. No, she's not thinking about it. She's going to kiss stupidly cute princes while choosing the funniest options it has.

From the counsel, a bright gold light lit up the living room. Accompanied with a sweet sounding song, a crooked silhouette of tree branches crawled across the screen, the loud cackle of a hag broke behind her. Wicked, Victoria can appreciate the aesthetics of the opening sequence, they went really strong with the opening. Behind the curtain of crooked limbs of the trees, she can see a palace off in the distance, of multiple white towers with red tops, blocked off by a wall of thorns. 

Whatever happens in between her and the game was lost to time. Somewhere along the routes of going through the expanding fairy tale book, stories of princes to pick, did something prickle the uneasiness in her gut. It’s probably her nerves getting to her. After so many unfortunate run-ins with video games, her hackles were raised. She should relax, stop being so paranoid, like her sister Yvonne says. Amos, had this game checked in case for her, no time loops, no possessions.

Relax…

“A dream is a wish your heart makes…” a sweet voice of man sings, light and hopeful in the sudden darkness of the screen, bubbles floating popping before her. In the colorful reflection, she can see the figure of man scrubbing the floors. Oh he’s gorgeous, Victoria thinks.

“Once upon a dream….”

“For the first time in forever!”

“No chance, no way I won't say it, no no!”

Then another voice sings, then another and another joins in, each prince comes to screen followed by a change of scene. Hot dunes of a desert kingdom, a castle made of ice and snow , a tower hidden away with a long river of golden hair pouring out, and so many others that couldn’t have been explained so quickly. However, there was one scene that caught her attention, a dark mirror shrouded in a wispy green smoke. As she reached out to touch it, the surface rippled. Pulling away, a scene formed of a tree with a red apple that hung so low in a dark forest. There were so many other mirrors to choose from, but in her digital form, she touched the glossy red apple that begged to be plucked from its tree.

However just as the apple had brushed the tips of fingers, barely scraping its skin, a shock went through her.

Literally.

What had caused Victoria to feel it she wasn’t sure, but it’s hot and it felt like she was being torn apart, atom by atom. Static screeched, and in horror the realization of her hand falling through the VRD helmet had clued her this was not going to end well. Fuck. 

Fuck!

A familiar sensation of having the world being pulled under her feet came, the sensation of falling down took her and away did she go into the force of being pulled into her television.

Sometimes she wondered if Lei’s luck ever passed to her when they swapped rings.

In her profession, all one can do is accept the consequences of their misfortune and hope to make it out alive. To see another day and hope to come home.

The apartment sat empty with a tv, loud static playing from it’s speaker. On the couch lay a smoking VDR helmet, alone.

[savvy-devine666]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Descendants (Disney Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ben/Mal (Disney: Descendants), Evie & Jay & Mal & Carlos de Vil, Hades (Disney: Hercules) & Mal (Disney), Hercules/Megara (Disney) Characters: Mal (Disney), Ben (Disney: Descendants), Evie (Disney), Jay (Disney), Carlos de Vil, Hades (Disney: Hercules), Hercules (Disney), Megara (Disney), Original Children of Hercules and Megara (Disney) Additional Tags: Drama, Family Drama, Angst, Romance, Found Family, Bigotry, Magic, Demigods Summary:

It's Family Day again at Auradon Prep, the first since the barrier on the Isle was lifted, allowing parents of Isle kids at the school to visit. Mal desperately wants things to go well. However, things in her life are never as simple as that. The arrival of the parents of two new first-year students from Auradon threatens to plunge her life into chaos. Again.

[micjimbles777]

Megara Self Ship Art?!?!?

Here’s Megara and a Yet 2 Be Named Self insert

Aren’t They Adorable!!!

[artistmonkee]

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been on here, I've just been busy and writing on Wattpad.

Speaking of Wattpad! I have three new stories on there if you want to read them! One is finished while the other two are still in the making.

Male Esmeralda x oc

Male Megara x oc

Male Gogo x oc

I'm currently obsessed with genderbent Disney princesses and have been working on multiple Oc's for them.

So yeah, my name is the same thing on here that it is on Wattpad!

ArtistMonkee

[snoopledrooplecheesedoodle]

Idea time:

Bro, I get sick of seeing everyone making reader in a twst fic Yuu. I get it Grim is cute and you play Yuu in the game. However, there are three other dorms without a first year to their motley crew. I'd mainly love to write a reader that's a first year in Scarabia or Octanivelle but Ignihyde works too.

Also, what would be cool is reader from another world, but they died in the original world and got reincarnated with powers (and is even another species). They only remember that they died when they make eye contact with Yuuken, and kinda have an identity crisis.

Also, female readers are great and all but I'm nonbinary and appreciate a good gender-neutral fic. I could write male but that's a hard thing to do since I'm AFAB. I'd be willing to compromise and make a trans masc reader. I'll also do female reader and male reader. However, I'd rather do a nonbinary reader that is feminine or masculine (androgynous nonbinary gets boring too, like men and women can be androgynous looking and nonbinary people can be feminine or masculine presenting, not fitting the gender binary is the whole fucking point)

These ideas would probably be multi part fics and a lot of this is rambling, but I think Twisted Wonderland is so unique there's a billion possibilities. For example, female students aren't allowed but you're the constant companion of Idia and the Shroud family paid to have you there too (Reader would be based off of Megara and also Crowley is a greedy bastard). Or Reader is a rambunctious parrot beastman who joins Scarabia and bonds hard with Jamil (could really feed Jamil's jealousy complex to see you interacting with others (especially Kalim)). Or reader could be a smaller shark who's a kindhearted member of Octanivelle (contrast to the terrors that are the Leech Twins and the slime ball that's Azul).

Just throwing some ideas around.

Also, I'd eat my foot to write some genderbent twisted, as I can see how some individuals would change slightly personality wise (Riddle would be harsher being the gender of the Queen of Hearts, Epel's a tomboy or trans masc, Leona is a boss bitch. Malleus being even taller and scarier (female lizards are often bigger than males), MILF Lillia )

[temis-de-leon]

The 12 Labours of MC

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Good night! Or evening or morning; I don’t know where you are, but you get the idea.

We are here to introduce The 12 Labours of MC, a multi-chapter fanfiction in which the male!MC and his story are loosely based on the legend of Hercules. I take inspiration from the monsters and the lessons Hercules learns from these tasks and mix them with our dear silly little demons, angels, and fellow human.

As far as the story goes, after a damaging argument with his cousin and recently divorced ex-wife, MC finds himself working under Morningstar’s orders. He hopes his hard work and dedication can help show his remorse and clean his reputation, but his employer’s social circle doesn’t make things easier. That, of course, being his six brothers, a few friends, a literal child and someone who MC can only see as his boss’s boyfriend. Things only get more complicated when, as months go by, the people he works for start acting weirder and weirder.

More info, links to chapters and an important disclaimer down below:

Although I love mythology, my knowledge about it is very scarce, including Hercules’ legend. What I know is that Hera poisoned his mind, which made him kill his wife Megara and his children, and that this incident is the main cause of the tasks. I also believe he had quite an indecent relationship with his nephew Yolao during the whole ordeal.

I want to make clear that MC won’t be a very relatable character, since he’s going to be a beefy, violent and moody guy. Also, I absolutely won’t make him kill or abuse Meg and I will evidently take Yolao out of the picture. I pondered the idea of having him as the token annoying nephew, but it made me a little uncomfortable, so he’s gone.

I’ll clarify more as I upload each chapter, but these are the main issues.

And more about the MC: since Hercules was kind of a whore, I decided I wanted MC to be one as well, both for men and women, so he'll flirt with everything that moves <3

Asked to be tagged if you want to, love y'all

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[stalkerofthegods]

Lady Aphrodite/Venus deep dive

Lady Aphrodite/Venus is Amazing and beautiful in soul and looks, graceful as a swan and as kind as a mother, I adore Lady Aphrodite/Venus as a worshiper and as a researcher, she is far beyond interesting, so please know that she is not any insults you may know, she is a powerful and wonderful goddess and a mother, and know she is not just her looks.

Herbs • anemone, daffodil, myrtle, lettuce , pomegranate, apple, rosemary fresh roses, vanilla, cinnamon, cypress, jasmine, the olive tree, narcissus, honeysuckle, the apple tree, the lime tree, Strawberries, Oranges, Pears, lotus

Animals• hare, turtle-dove, sparrow, goose, swan, horses, hummingbirds, cats, butterflies, bees, fish, hare. 

Symbols• Hearts, Seashells, Mirror, Girdles, Dolphins, Doves, Swans, Sparrows, Bees, Sea Foam, Pomegranates, Apples, Strawberries, Oranges, Pears

Colors • pink & red, rose gold , blue, green, white, gold, baby blue, pastel colors, Seafoam green, Aqua

Appearance in astral or general • many ancient artworks of her, depicted her with traditionally male features, like beards, along with traditionally female features, she can change looks many times, but no matter her looks she is the most beautiful alive.

Crystal• rose quarts, garnet, pearls, diamond, sapphire, aquamarine, opal, sea glass, silver, emerald, rhodonite, rhodochrosite, ocean jasper, morganite

Jewelry • pearls, rose gold, promise rings, diamonds

epithets of Aphrodite• Psytiros - whispering Aphrodite, epithet also is attributed to Eros, Euploia - a marine epithet to Aphrodite of easy sailing, fair voyage, Leaina -the Lioness, an epithet given to the Goddess by Athenian orator Democha, Praxis - Aphrodite of action, a statue to whom stood in the city of Megara, Peitho - as an epithet to Aphrodite, it describes Her a persuasive, Epiodoros - Aphrodite of bountiful gifts as She was titled by Greek poet Stesichoru, Argounis - shining Aphrodite, worshiped in Boeotia and likely associated with Dawn, Philomedes - Aphrodite of a lovely smile or smiling Aphrodite, Helikoblepharos - quick-glancing, or Aphrodite with an ever-moving eye, Polychrisou - rich in gold, rich in many golden gifts, Chrisopeplos - gold-clad, Aphrodite dressed in gold, Chrisostephanos -  Aphrodite wearing a golden wreath, Chrisanios - Aphrodite holding golden rein as Her chariot was often said to be fully made of gold, Nikêphoros- She is the Warlike, Areia- She is the averter of unlawful desires and actions, Apostrophia- She is one who blessed marriage and unions, Migôntis- She is the one who turns to love, Ourania- Heavenly, Divine Love, Pandêmos- Common To All, Epistrophia - She who Turns to Love, Nympthia Hêrê - Of Hera of Marriage, Symmakhia- Ally in Love, Pontia - Of the Sea, Kypria - Of Cyprus, Pothon Mater -  Mother of Desire, Chrysea- Golden, Aphrodite Urania (also spelt Ourania), Aphrodite Pandemos, Venus Genatrix, Peitho, - meaning persuasion, Philommeidḗs - "smile-loving", Cypris and Cythereia -  for her association of Cyprus and Cythera, Eleemon, In Athens, she was known as Aphrodite in kopois ("Aphrodite of the Gardens”, At Cape Clias, a town along the Attic coast, she was venerated as Genetyllis "Mother", Aphrodite Euploia - of the fair voyage, Anaduomenê - The Goddess Who Arose From The Sea, Ambologêra - The Ons Who Delays Old Age, Antheia - The Blooming One / Friend Of Flowers , Apotrophia - The Expeller ( Of Shameful and Sinful Desire), Areia - The Warlike, Kupria/Kuprigeneia - The One Born in The Island Of Cyprus, Despoina - The Rulling Goddess/ The Mistress , Genetullis - The Protectress Of Births , Nikêphoros - Bringer Of Victory

Cult epithets • Ourania (heavenly) , Pandémos (common to all) , areia (of ares, warlike) , hòplismené (armed) , Symmakhia (ally in love) 

Poetic epithets • Kypris ( of Cyprus) , philomeidês (laughter loving) , aphrogenia (foam born) khryseé (golden) Pothón Mêtêr (mother of desire) 

Names• Venus, Aphrodite, Harthor, Astare, Priyah, inanna, isis, Freaya,

Mortal or immortal • immortal

Zodiac • Libra, taruas

How to get closer • sign her hymms or dance in her honor

Number• 5

Courting• Ares, she is no longer married.

Past lovers and flings • Anchises (a mortal in the past she dated), Adonis ( handsome young man killed by a boar (Ares in disguise), Dionysus, Zues (maybe), Hermes, Phaethon, Posideon, Butes, Apollon

Devine children • Phobos, Deimos, Harmonia, Eros, Anteros, pothos, hermaphrodios, (From the mortal Anchuses), Aeneas a mythical hero of Troy and Rome, and Lyrus/Lyrnus (From Butes), eryxs, Meligounis and several more unnamed daughters, Hymenajks, lacchus, priapus, the Charites, (graces: Aglaea, Euphrosyne, Thalia) (From Dionysus) Phobos, Deimos, Harmonia, The Erotes (Eros) , Anteros, Himeros ,  Pothos,  from Ares, Hermaphroditos, Priapus, from Hermes, Rhodos from Posideon, Beroe, Golgos, Priapus (rarely) (from Adonis), Astynous from Phaethon, Priapus (from Zeus)

Attendees • The erotes, Harmonia, Hebe, peithos, the kharites , Naiades

Regions• Cyprus; Kytherea, Corinth, Eryx in Sicly

Holiest shrine•  Paphos, island of Cyprus, (her birth place & seat of her mysteria) 

Other shrines • Temples throughout Greece and Asia Minor and ur moms house. Some places, most notably Sparta, Thebes, and Cyprus honored her as a goddess of war.

Parents • Ouranos Sometimes it’s said that she is the daughter of Zeus and Dione. And born from the severed genitals of the primordial god Ouranos.

Siblings • Aeacus, Angelos, Apollo, Ares, Artemis, Athena, Dionysus, Eileithyia, Enyo, Eris, Ersa, Hebe, Helen of Troy, Hephaestus, Heracles, Hermes, Minos, Pandia, Persephone, Perseus, Rhadamanthus, the Graces, the Horae, the Litae, the Muses and the Moirai.

personality• she isn’t intimidating at first, she likes not having already used products on her alter if possible, a clean, nice smelling alter.

dislikes• She does not like Medusa, she wants nothing to do with her for some reason, just what I’ve heard from people who worshiped Aphrodite and Medusa in close timelines

Diety of • Sex, libido, self-image, self-love, relationships, friendships, parent love and pet love, crushes, lust, procreation, seduction, pleasure, happiness, sadness, passion, stalking, ports, port homes

Home• Olympus and was living in the sea before Olympus

Hate• Boars, pigs. 

Likes• Faries, unicorns, butterflies, lacy & frilly things, music boxes, ballet, cars.

Roots• Greek, born near Paphos, on the island of Cyprus

Offerings • pastries, cakes, , olive branches,  dark chocolate, wine, apples, perfume, makeup, Pomegranate: said to be first planted by Aphrodite herself, Strawberries, Raspberries, Blackberries, Figs, Watermelon, Sea shells, handheld mirrors/ beautifully ornate mirrors, makeup products, perfumes (sweet/sensual/seductive ones), skin/body care products, fruits, apples, lettuce, pomegranates, chocolates, sugar and cream, honey, wine (rosé or sweet-scented), sweetened rose tea, rose quartz, pearls, jewelry, roses, flower bouquets, statues of her sacred animals (ex- swans) ,  myrtle or myrrh incense, pink/gold/white candles, seawater, the artwork of her, devotional poems, self-care routines, ritual baths, have a rose garden that you can take care of in her name if possible, be supportive of women and the LGBTQ+ community. • olive oil, fruit, honey, chocolate, dark chocolate (she loves it) , Apples/golden apples, Mermaids, Jewelry, Cherries, Dolphins imagery, Perfumes, Cologne, Makeup, Combs, Affirmations/Affirmation Cards, Beach Sand, Sea imagery, Water, Love poems, Oyster shells, Pink Salt, Driftwood, Sea glass, Amenome/Roses/Carnations, Other flowers, Valentine's Day gifts, Teddy bears, Rose water, Eros/Cupid imagery, Cakes, (Dress up) Dolls, Chapstick/lipstick, Fishnets, Honey cakes, Undergarments, Hearts, Handheld fans, Pictures of loved ones, Condoms/lube(18+), Lingerie(18+), Undergarments(18+), Sex toys(18+), NSFW magazines/books/movie(18+) (AND I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY 18+, OR ASK HER!!), roses, Myrtles, Apples, Pomegranates, Honey, Chocolates, Cookies or cakes made to look like one of Her symbols (ex- hearts), Strawberries, Oranges, Pears, Bath Salts, Bath oils, Bubble bath soap, Scented lotions or fancy soaps

Devotional• light your favorite candle, put on your favorite lotion or perfume, put on your favorite piece of jewelry, put on your favorite article of clothing, enjoy a sweet treat, Sex magic, Glamour spells, Dressing up, acts of self care and acts of self- love, Caring for mental & physical health, Take a bubble bath,Spend time at the sea, Collect sea shells, Read Sappho poetry, Donate to LBGTQ+, Support sex workers, Have safe sex and learn about it, Stand up for yourself and what you believe in, Donate to woman programs and shelters, Do stuff to make ur self feel empowered and beautiful, Honor her kids and ares, watch a romcom, watch a regular romantic movie or show or read your favorite romantic story, Make plans with loved ones and friends or your lover in her honor, Treat yourself to something you enjoy, if you have a pet and they like to snuggle, snuggle or lay with them. Talk to them and tell them how much you love them (If able take them for a walk or a ride), listen to ocean/sea soundscapes, read up on all the many kinds of love, engage in an act of self-care, listen to love songs, listen to a devotional playlist for her, make a Pinterest board or playlist, or journal all of your favorite things and things that you love, learn about the different kinds of love, do things that boost your self esteem, be gentle with yourself, take it easy, etc, watch a ballet, read love poems, Dress up and selfies, Keep menstrual products on you (even if you don't bleed), Advocate for pro-choice, Give/accept compliments, Advocate for SA victims, Go on a date, Take yourself on a date, Do something nice for your partner, get a Manicure/pedicure, Flirt, Affirmations in the mirror, Drink wine, Advocate for proper sex ed (Including queer sex ed), Experiment with your style, Mirror scrying, Listen to sleep affirmations, Love letter to self/her/partner, Take a bath/shower,Go to the ocean/water, Finally give into that one kink (You know the one, 18+), do Masturbation in her honor (only 18+, I heard she’s not comfortable with minors doing it, but that’s between y’all, just ask her beforehand.), Practice safe sex (18+), Educate yourself on the porn industry, Support sex workers (TIP THEM, 18+), Have sex (18+), Get educated on consent/safe sex, Take nude/lewds (18+)

Holiday • on March 18, goddess of fertility day 

Season• spring 

Status• Olympian, major goddess

Music • Harry styles, Classical music, old love songs (50s & 60s)

Day• Friday 

Planet• Venus

Tarot• High priestess, the lovers, the empress, the star

Rituals • honored and invoked for love and fertility and beauty

Festivals • Aphrodisa, kinyrades ( summer festival) adonia ( mourning for Adonis, woman only) 

Fact• She was most worshiped during times of politics, Many people offered her Opiates, or did Opiates in her honor. opium-burners were often found at her shrines in ancient times, please do not do opium.

Prayer•

1• sing, sing, oh i sing to aphrodite who is most beautiful! she who stirs the passionof men & god alike! o, to she — i sing! golden goddess with soft lashes, golden goddess withsoft arms, i spin and sing and delight in the bright rose that is you. may i dance with your grace, lifted up as the foam from the sea as you were — may my smile be blessed with delight. golden-haired goddess, bless my tongue to be sweet as honey, bless my fingers to be delicate and swift, bless my steps so they may bound forth in soft beauty. glory to she — praise to she! goddess of ever golden smiles, of fierce beauty, of spilling laughter and delight. o! may i love as you love — may i delight as you delight! goddess, fill me with your beauty — may i shine & rise above the wrathful waters of those around me and delight, delight, delight in the glory that you have given to me! 

2•Golden Aphrodite

Lady of beauty and grace, Please give me the power to appreciate my body, Grant me confidence in my masculinity, Help me to feel your love within myself, and to express it outwardly as well, Lady Aphrodite, please hear my prayer, I sing your praises and offer you this incense

3•Aphrodite, guide me towards love. Help me discover it, receive it, embrace it, give it, celebrate it, honor it, teach it, and live it. Let love be the mark I leave, as your devotee, as a human being. 

4• Antheia 

Hear to me my call for spring to have sprung,Oh, sweet one scented of honey and nectar. Hear my call Aphrodite Antheia,As I harken a need for the sweet bloom. I crave the beauty of the opening flower, The sweet taste of its nectar upon my lips. Ah Aphrodite Antheia, Bring to me the joy of the fresh blooms. Let the petals cascade upon my body, Allow me the joy of the sunshine. Oh sweet one, Oh Aphrodite Antheia. Bestow upon me and mine, The gifts of the flowers fair.

5•daughter of seafoam, goddess of beauty, aphrodite please hear my cries. please listen as i describe all the parts of me that are shattered & torn, please understand as i tell my stories of pain. aphrodite accept me please. aphrodite pick me up & help me mend myself for i am yours, thank you so much & so mote it be

6• Aphrodite rivals the beauty of the sun setting over an ocean's horizon as you stand on the shore, the water tickling your feet as it pulled in and pushed back out repeatedly by the waves.

Scents/Inscene •  Rose, wine, fresh roses, Frankincesne, Myrrth, vanilla, cinnamon, cypress, jasmine, cherry blossom, lavender. 

Other• images of things she’s associated with, jewelry, perfume, bath salts , scented lotion, seawater, seashells, sand, makeup, feathers, self care essentials. 

Links/websites/sources

 @khaire-traveler

 ephemeral-cryptid.tumblr.com

  @mars-and-the-theoi graffitiphilosopher.tumblr.com teawiththegods.tumblr.com

 @seleniangnosis

@melitheoidevotion

 @seafoamsister

 evilios.tumblr.com hearthcreation.tumblr.com orsialos.tumblr.com 

@hisfluer

I use resources, I do not own the info, and most deep dives have UPG (that I use in my work.) And I only take some information from sources. I am 14, this is my hobby, I am learning but I spent many hours and days on this, and I am always open to criticism. I have been doing worship for 5 years. Please know you can use the info, I do not sue, but I will take action if this work is used without permission and not put as a resource if used in any work. without permisson and not put as a resource if used in any work, for the public.

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Dimensions: Ignihyde

Male reader

TW: drowning, yandere behavior, memory erasing

Genre: yandere

Here's the link for my other Dimensions: Twisted Wonderland Overblots.

The story will take place in the Underworld, the one from the original “Hercules” that the Ignihyde dorm is based on.  As the overblot eats away at the characters, they start to resemble and act more like the Disney characters they are based on.  The reader will be called Y/N and Megara/Meg.

It's not one of my best works and this one is a bit more Ortho focused rather than Idia.

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You feel a dampness on your face, drawing you out of your slumber.  You groan as you blink your eyes and take note that you’re lying face-down on the cold and wet ground.  When you finally open your eyes, you’re met with shadowy hands grabbing at your face.  You scream as adrenaline pumps through your body and forces you into action.  You push yourself up and scoot yourself as far away from the river’s edge as you can.  You only stop when your back collides with a stalagmite.  You gasp as you watch the ghostly figures groan and continue to reach for you, unable to get out of the river.

“What the hell?” you murmur to yourself as you take in your surroundings.

It’s dark in here and you’re enclosed by rock, like a cave, with dripping stalactites and tall stalagmites.  The river in front of you seems to flow with spirits instead of water and they wail in despair as they move downstream.  Beside the ghosts, there seems to be not another soul in view.  You take this opportunity to pat yourself down for injuries, also checking to make sure you’re not a ghost yourself.  You find yourself wearing a light purple toga with a darker purple sash wrapped around your waist.  It’s comfortable, but unfamiliar on your body, like it’s not your usual style.  You push the thought aside as there is suddenly a loud commotion on the river, a speedboat appearing in the distance.  The souls exclaim sharply as the boat takes dangerous turns and swerves before it parks in front of you.  You press yourself closer to the rock behind you as a fiery blue boy hops down from the speedboat and makes a squealing noise of joy as he runs toward you.

“Meg!  There you are!” he declares as he stops in front of you.

He’s strong for a kid as he pulls you into a standing position and wraps his arms around your waist.

“W-Wait, who are you?’ you question, not having the heart to push aside a small child.

“I’m Ortho, silly.  How did you end up over here?  We agreed to stay within the gates for our game,” Ortho tells you, looking up at you with his yellow eyes.

“Game?” you question as the boy lets you go and grabs your hand.

“We were playing hide-and-seek, don’t you remember?” he asks as he starts to lead you to the speedboat.

“No, no I don’t,” you say as you carefully slip your hand out of his.  “I don’t remember anything?  Where are we?”

Ortho pauses and his eyes whir a bit as he stares at you.  He mutters some statistics and facts to himself before responding to your questions.

“That’s odd, maybe something took you while we were playing and stole your memories.  There’s a lot of bad stuff down here,” he offers.  “But don’t worry, Idia will know what to do.”

Seeing no better option and not wanting to stay at the edge of the creepy river, you take Ortho’s hand as he helps you up into the small speedboat.  You sit down on one of the benches while Ortho uses voice commands to start the journey back to wherever he’s taking you.

“So, who’s Idia?” you try to make some small talk while still trying to orientate yourself.

“He’s my big brother!” Ortho responds, seeming happy to talk about his sibling.  “He designed this body for me and runs the Underworld!  It’s a lot of work and he doesn’t have a lot of time to play, but that’s why you’re here!”

“So we hang out together while Idia runs the Underworld, like the afterlife?” you ask, the information shocking you.

Ortho just nods and you’re concerned by how casual he’s treating this topic, but he’s probably numb to it all having lived here so long.  Before you can ask anymore questions, you can feel your jaw drop as a giant skull-shaped structure comes into view.  It has hollowed eyes and its mouth seems to be in a permanent scream.  The boat docks itself at a pier that leads to a long spiral staircase leading up.  Ortho jumps down onto the dusty floor and offers his hand to you to help you down.

“Do we really have to climb all that?” you question, getting ready to become a panting and sweating mess by the time you reach the top of the seemingly never ending staircase.

“No, of course not silly.  They’re just for decoration,” Ortho giggles as he points to some elevator doors that seem out of place on the rocky surface.

He calls for the elevator and steps in after you before he pushes the top button.  The ride is enjoyed in silence with the classic elevator music playing in the background.  Once it dings, signaling the desired floor has been reached, the doors open into the inside of the rocky skull.  Contrary to its outside appearance, the inside is covered in technology and has a futuristic vibe.  From giant computer screens to floating holograms, the room is somehow both neat and messy at the same time.  Behind all the screens is a sickly pale male with flaming blue hair, the ends tinged with orange, nervously pacing back and forth, checking the holograms projecting security footage.  He’s clad in a black armor-like material with inky tendrils dripping around his waist plus a creepy smile face mask (Idia is in his overblot form).

“Idia, look what I found!” Ortho cheers as he runs up to his brother, clinging onto his waist.

Idia jumps at the sudden contact before absentmindedly patting Ortho’s head, his glowing blue right eye twitching a bit, “That’s nice.”

He seems distracted as he continues to look at the holograms before he looks through one right in front of you, finally noticing that you’re actually standing there and not a part of his online world.  He yelps, his hair tinged a hot pink color before he calms down and pushes the screens aside.  He reaches for you, but pauses before attempting to touch you again.  Seeing his inner dilemma, you gently reach out for his hand, causing him to flinch when you make contact.  With some sudden bravery, Idia pulls you into a hug, smashing your face into his chest as he strokes his hands through his hairs, trying to reassure himself that you’re really there.

“I was so worried about you.  Where did you go?” he asks, his voice shaky as he continues to hold you.

“This is kind of awkward,” you chuckle, carefully pushing yourself away from him so you can look him in the eyes.  “I woke up next to the river and Ortho found me.  I don’t really remember anything from before.  Ortho told me your name’s Idia, and mine is Meg?”

He takes a step back and looks everywhere but your eyes, nervously fiddling with his fingers as he mumbles, “Megara, actually.  I’ll have to start researching your sudden memory loss.”

Idia grabs a floating tablet and starts furiously typing on it while you try to think of a way to create some small talk.

“Hmm, I have a nice name,” you smile, the gesture making Idia blush a deep red color.  “So, what exactly do we do here?”

“Well, I mostly just stay here and do my work.  I try to game in my free time,” Idia responds shyly, not looking up from his tablet.

“And I help him!” Ortho beams as he flies a circle around his brother.

“I’m sure you’re a great helper,” you tell the younger brother, offering him a head pat.  “Is there anything I could help with?”

Idia looks up from his tablet and looks around at the computer screens mounted on the walls, “It’s boring work, I don't want to make you do busy work.”

“Well you looked stretched thin, let me help a bit,” you offer, seriously worried about his pale complexion and the deep eye bags under his eyes.

Before he can object his tablet startings ringing and announcing that it’s dinner time.  Idia quickly shuts off the alarm and resumes his work.

“How about I help make some dinner, seeing as you’re busy,” you suggest as you walk around to the corner of the room, looking around for some sort of cooking area.

“Oh, it’s okay.  I can just heat up some leftovers,” Idia responds, trying his hardest not to get too close to you.

You give him a pointed look that has him cowering behind his tablet before he quickly leads you to the kitchen.  In the far corner there is a doorway that leads into a small kitchen space that’s equipped with a small stove and oven, a fridge, a sink, and a small counter space.  You walk over to the fridge and open it to find a good amount of supplies, but you also see a bunch of leftover boxes from various takeout places.  You take out a few ingredients from the fridge: soft tofu, mushrooms, pork slices, an egg, a stalk of green onions, and various sauces and seasoning.

“I think I’ll make some sundubu jjigae (A/N: Sorry, I really miss Asian food, my college doesn’t have a lot of options),” you call out to Idia who had made himself comfy on one of the sofas in the other room.

He gives you a quick nod before his attention is back on his device.  While you prepare the ingredients Ortho hovers over your shoulder, watching you make the dish.  You even allow Ortho to help you with some simple tasks like mixing and pouring some ingredients.  Although he reassures you he can use a knife, you do all the cutting and handle all the hot stuff.  While the stew boils over the stove, you take the time to wash the dishes, blowing some bubbles for Ortho to chase around and pop.  When the soup heats up, you take it off the stove and pour it into three bowls.

“Hey, Idia, food’s ready,” you call out carefully carrying the bowls to the sofa.

You place it on the table while Ortho brings over some sodas and utensils.

“W-Wow!  This looks great,” Idia gawks before picking up a bowl and quickly removes his face mask before starting to dig in.

“I hope you like it.  I’m not much of a cook but I know the basics,” you tell him, passing a bowl to Ortho and taking one for yourself.

Idia eats in silence, but by his awestruck expression and his empty bowl, you knew he must have enjoyed the food.  He thanks you once again before offering to wash the dishes, but he’s quickly distracted by his tablet buzzing and flashing a warning sign.

“It’s okay, I got it,” you tell him, taking the bowl out of his hands as he gives you a grateful smile.

He sighs as he picks up the device and walks off to deal with whatever the problem is, snapping his face mask back into place.  Ortho hovers over your shoulder, helping to dry the dishes after you washed them and put them away in their shelves.  When you return to the living room space, Idia is nowhere to be seen so you decide to ask Ortho to give you a tour.  The boy bounced in excitement, promising you an awesome tour as he grabs your hand and drags you through a door you hadn’t noticed earlier.

Ortho showed you Idia’s room…well the door anyway.  You can hear muffled voices from inside so Idia is probably in there dealing with the problem that arose earlier.  Ortho then shows you his room, which also looks extremely high tech, but has some components you would see in a child’s room.  There is a bookshelf filled with books, a few toys, and a few electronic devices as well.

“Actually, I was wondering if you could read a book to me,” Ortho asks shyly, looking down with a bright blush on his cheeks.

“Of course, which one do you want?” you respond, taking a seat on the edge of Ortho’s soft bed as the boy cheers and races to the bookshelf.

Ortho spends a bit looking through the bookshelf, picking up books before putting them back down before grabbing one and bringing it over to you.  He quickly tucks himself into the bed and plugs some wires into his body.  You hadn’t really noticed before but apparently Ortho is more robot than human, and you’re a bit surprised that you’re not weird out by it.  It’s almost like you knew this already, hidden down deep inside your memories.  You’re brought back into the moment when Ortho places the well-loved book into your hands.

“Pinocchio?” you question, tracing the lettering on the cover and flipping it open to the first page (A/N: I just had to put an AI movie reference).

“Yeah, I love this one,” Ortho tells you as he snuggles into the blankets.

“I can tell,” you laugh as you carefully flip through the pages, reading through the story.

It’s in the format of a chapter book with a few watercolor illustrations, clearly for more advanced readers.  Ortho relaxes into the sheets as you continue to tell Pinocchio’s tale, and you find yourself so enthralled in the story that you don’t even notice that Ortho had fallen asleep until you feel a weight on your shoulder.  You finish the chapter and close the book before placing it on Ortho’s nightstand.  You sit there for a minute, contemplating your choices: get up and leave or stay by Ortho’s side.  You don’t really know where your room is anyways and you don’t want to wake Ortho, so you decide to get comfy and lean your head back to rest against the wall before drifting off to sleep.

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A beeping noise awakens you in the morning and you groggily open your eyes to see that Ortho’s charger is beeping to exclaim it’s at full battery.  You look down to see that Ortho had somehow slipped off your shoulder and is now fast asleep on your lap, completely ignoring the alarm.  You decide to stretch a bit before waking up the boy, only to find that a blue blanket had been draped over your shoulder at some point in the night.  You smile, thinking that Idia must have wondered where you two had gone and had found you both asleep in Ortho’s room.  After getting all the aches and sores out of your joints, you gently nudge Ortho, asking him to wake up.  The boy makes a rebooting noise as he “wakes up” before sitting up and looking at you in mild surprise.

“Did you stay here all night?” he exclaims as he rips the wires off his body.

You chuckle nervously as you rub the back of your neck, “Yeah, you fell asleep on me and I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“I’m so sorry, you could have woken me up, I wouldn’t have minded,” Ortho reassures you before getting up.  “Let me show you your room, I’m sure you want to freshen up.”

You nod as you stand as well, keeping the blue blanket wrapped around your shoulders like a cape.  You exit Ortho’s room and he walks you a bit down the hall before opening another door.  Inside is a room similar to Ortho’s, minus the childish objects.  There aren't many decorations and it almost looks like the room is a guest room.  You thank Ortho and tell him you’ll probably take a shower before heading to the kitchen to make a meal.

“Alright then, see you later.  If you need anything, just press that button,” Ortho tells you before leaving you be.

You look at the red button on the wall by the door, the button looking more intimidating than it should be.  You take off your blanket cape and fold it before placing it on your neatly made bed.  You take a look inside the closet and find more versions of the light purple toga you’re wearing now so you just grab one and a towel before heading to the bathroom.

You pause when you step into the safety hazard of a bathroom that is connected to your room.  Inside are all the normal items like a toilet, a sink, and a shower, but there are electronics everywhere, just waiting to burst into flames or shock someone.  You hesitantly turn the water on in the shower, and when nothing explodes you fully undress and rinse off all the stress and weirdness from yesterday.  The two brothers seem nice, and you’re lucky that Ortho found you before you got lost in the literal Underworld.  While everything is a bit too sterile and technologically advanced, it’s a safe place and you really want to recover your lost memories.  After your shower you carefully step out and dry yourself off before putting the new toga on.  You’re drying your hair off with the towel as you step out of the bathroom and you nearly scream when you see a dark object run across the carpet and scurry under your bed.  You jump onto the bed, worried that a rodent or some sort of creature had found its way into your room.

“This can’t be happening,” you groan to yourself before steeling yourself to take a peak.

You lean over the edge and slowly lift up the bed covers to see under the bed.  It’s a bit too dark to really see anything, but two blue eyes and two blue triangles look back at you.

“Human!  Is that you?” is asks as it comes closer.

You quickly sit up again, dropping the sheets as you crawl to the center of the bed, scared out of your wits.

“Human, don’t be afraid,” the creature continues as it stumbles out from under your bed.  “It’s just me, Grim.”

Now that it’s climbing onto your bed, you can get a better look at it.  It appears to resemble a cat, the blue triangles you had seen earlier were its fiery ears.

“Stay back, don’t come any closer,” you tell the cat who calls itself Grim.

“What’s wrong?  Did Idia do something to you?” Grim asks, sitting down at the edge of the bed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.  Who are you and why are you here?” you question him.

“You don’t remember me?” Grim sounds hurt as he looks into your eyes to find that you aren’t lying.  “You don’t remember about the overblots and all that?”

“No, what are overblots?” you ask, now a little intrigued.

The cat grumbles a bit before quickly describing them to you, “Seriously, Y/N, how could you possibly forget all this?”

You pause as you feel your brain reboot, suddenly allowing all of your memories to flood your mind.  You remember it all and you feel a shiver run down your spine.  You're in a lot more danger than you thought you were.  Snapping fingers in front of your face brings you back to reality and you look down at Grim who removes his paws from in front of your face.

“You still with me Y/N?” he asks, looking at you in concern and slight panic.

“Yeah, I just remembered everything,” you tell him.  “We need to find a way out of here.”

“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Grim cheers.  “So what's the plan?”

“We’d probably need to distract Idia and Ortho, or we'd need to disable all the technology here,” you muse, rubbing your chin.

“Would cutting the power work?” Grim asks.  “I think I saw a power box somewhere.”

“That would work.  Then when it's dark I can make a run for it and we'll regroup before finding a way back home,” you explain.

“Sounds like a plan!  You just got to keep them distracted while I go shut this place down,” Grim smiles before he gives you a salute and scurries away.

You sigh and finish drying your hair before leaving the towel out to dry.  You exit your bedroom and make your way back to the living room space to find Idia lounging on the couch with his tablet in hand and Ortho clicking away at a hologram screen.  You sit beside the older male and try to peer over at what he’s doing.  Idia shyly looks over at you and shows you the game he’s currently engrossed with.  You don’t really understand it but it appears that it’s a team battle of sorts.

“I’m guessing it’s not a busy day?” you suggest as you watch Idia’s character attack his opponent.

“Yeah, the security system is taking care of a few bugs, so it’s really just a maintenance day.  I’m waiting for some software to download and such,” Idia explains.

You feel your heart clench in worry for Grim.  If the security system is having issues, that means either Grim can safely sneak to the power box or he’s the problem.  You take a deep breath, you have to have some faith in your furry friend.

“Umm, I actually have something for you,” Idia’s interrupts your thoughts, his hair becoming a tinge of pink as he reaches into his pocket.

You look over in curiosity as Idia presents a brooch with a vaguely familiar symbol.  It is of a three headed dog surrounded by blue flames.  You don’t really want to accept the gift, but you have to keep up appearances.

“Oh my gosh!  Thank you so much,” you say, layering it on a thick.  “Are you sure I can keep it?”

“Of course, it was yours originally.  I’m just returning it,” Idia responds, his hair now fully pink with a light pink dusting his cheeks as well.

You nod, maybe it’s safe to accept the gift if it was yours to begin with.  You pin it to your toga as Idia returns to his game.  You watch him for a bit before reminding yourself you have to act natural so you get up and say you’ll start preparing food for lunch.  Idia gives you a nod, while Ortho suggests having sandwiches for lunch.  You smile at the boy and disappear into the kitchen.  You rummage around in the pantry, finding some bread before poking around in the fridge for some fillings, only finding some lunch meat and vegetables.  You get to washing and preparing the vegetables when the lights suddenly flicker.  You can hear Idia make a noise of concern and Ortho starts running a diagnostic check.  You peek into the living room and see Idia panicking as the lights continue to flicker and he lets out a yelp as the lights turn off completely.

“Ortho, what’s going on?” he asks, his face barely illuminated by his tablet screen.

“I’m not sure.  I’m troubleshooting now and trying to pinpoint the issue,” Ortho’s glowing yellow eyes speak.

You hadn’t anticipated for it to be so dark as you try to stumble to the door.  You muffle some winces as you bump into furniture, apparently not as familiar with your surroundings as you thought you were.

“Oof!  Meg is that you?” Idia’s voice asks, surprisingly close, his hands ghosting over your shoulders with intentions to grab you.

You curse under your breath before shoving him aside and making a wild dash to the door.  You swing it open and race down the darkened halls, trying your best to remember the first day you were here and Ortho led you up from the docks.  After stumbling down a few wrong hallways and smacking into walls, you eventually locate the elevator.  You groan in annoyance, realizing that the elevator won’t work without power.  You quickly locate the stairwell and sigh as you make the long descent down into the darkness.  In the distance you can hear Idia yelling for you to come back and bumping around in the blackness.  You almost fall down the rest of the staircase as the lights suddenly come back on and everything starts to reboot.  Luckily you’re at the bottom of the staircase, but a voice on the loud speakers startles you.

“Meg?  Where are you?  I’m sorry that you got scared by the darkness,”  Idia’s voice projects.  “Everything is good now, so you can come out now.”

You ignore his pleas as you look around the area for Grim.  You feel a smile spread across your face when the cat bounds out from around the corner, an equally big smile on his face as well.

“We did it.  Now we can escape on this sweet ride,” Grim cheers before pointing to the fancy boat Ortho drove you in once.

You feel a bit bad for leaving the brothers behind, but you need to leave and fix everything.  You approach the boat and Grim starts yelling commands.

“Start engine!  Take us to the exit,” Grim orders.

You both wait a moment, but the boat doesn’t do anything at first.  Then the screen flashes red and starts blaring an alarm.

“Unauthorized personnel.  Unauthorized personnel,” it kept repeating and the two of you quickly run off before the boat .

“Now what?!” Grim asks, clearly in distress.

“Maybe we can go back up and find another way out,” you suggest, but the sound of the elevator moving alerts you that your position has been discovered.  “Okay, nevermind.  I think we’ll just need to swim for it.”

“In that!?” Grim argues as he points to the souls floating in the river.

“Maybe we can get across, if we swim fast enough,” you offer, but Grim looks unconvinced.

“Meg!  Stop!” Ortho’s voice shouts as the elevator doors open and he races toward you, Idia following close behind him.

“It’s now or never,” you tell your friend as you take a running start before diving into the river.

You can hear a splash behind you, but you can barely focus with how cold the water is.  It seeps into your bones and chills you, but you manage to start swimming toward a rocky outcrop.  The more you swim, the more tired you become and you’re shocked to see your hands grow wrinkly and spotted with age.  It doesn’t help that the souls of the river seem to be dragging you down and screaming in your ears.

“Human!  I’m not sure how much longer I can go,” you hear Grim call out from behind you.

You pause to tread water to try and find Grim, but the cat is nowhere to be seen.  Now that you’ve lost your momentum, you can feel how tired you really are.  Maybe you should just let the hands drag you down, maybe now is a good time for a little nap.  You’re snapped out of it when something abruptly drags you upward before you’re deposited on a wooden surface.

“Is he breathing?” you can hear Idia, but his voice sounds so distant.

You can barely lift your head to see Ortho poking your body and showing a display of your vitals while Idia wraps a towel around you.  Your vision is all blurry, but you can see your heartbeat slowly taper off before stopping.

“That can’t be good,” you think before promptly passing out.

~

You shiver in your sleep before trying to burrow further into your blanket.  The cold seems to be freezing your core and you can’t seem to get warm.  You groan in discomfort before something shuffles around behind you and a warm body gets pressed against your back.

“Are you awake?” a voice asks softly, their hand lightly threading through your hair.

You hum in acknowledgement before opening your eyes.  The room is dim, but has a soft blue glow from all the devices inside.  You turn over onto your other side to see Idia looking at you in concern, his face mask missing so you can see the worried frown on his face.

“What happened?” you ask, bundling tighter in the blankets and leaning into Idia’s body heat.

“You were playing hide-and-seek with Ortho and you fell into the river.  Luckily we were able to find you with the tracking device in your brooch, but we almost lost you,” Idia tells you, his grip around you getting a bit more tight.  “But you’re okay now.  We’re all together again.”

As if on cue, the doors burst open and Ortho appears with a tray, “It’s good to see you awake again, Meg.”

Ortho hurries over to your side and Idia helps you sit up, your body still a bit weak from your dangerous swimming attempt.  Ortho offers you a cup full of tea, the floral taste paired with pomegranate warming you up.  You sigh, content to be safe again, but there is a weird gap in your memory, like you don’t belong here.  You push it aside, thinking it’s just a side effect of almost dying.

“Thank you.  I’m glad to be back,” you tell the duo.

“We’re glad you’re back, Meg,” Idia whispers.  “Till death do us part.”

[hapuriainen]

Some comparisons of the “Disney girls if they were the player character in a pokemon game” designs, the earliest being from 2012.

Snow White - hasn’t changed much from the initial idea. For the most recent version aside from the improved colours (which really goes for all of these) I made the pocket a bit more sensible in size and less bland with the logo and changed the sleeves into something a little less costume-y looking. And apparently I had never bothered to check what her eye colour is supposed to be before?

Cinderella - I think the first one is way too tomboyish for Cinderella so it was a good idea to give her a skirt instead. And stop trying to copy the hairstyle as is, how is it supposed to work anyway? The most recent version is supposed to be wearing see-through plastic sneakers which was the closest equivalent of a glass slipper I could think of, but I don’t think you can see that well enough from this far.

Alice - I also like the original idea but it does look a bit too much like a costume. The more recent version is one of my favourites of the set, both with the design and how the art turned out overall.

Tinkerbell - I remember being dissatisfied with the first version (mostly for being boring) and thought I should have given her shorts instead, so here is that now. The top could still use some work though.

Aurora - She feels like she’s incrementally getting towards my ideal design but isn’t there quite yet. I probably should have done more with the half pink-half blue thing.

Eilonwy - not a lot to work with about her, though what is up with the shoes on the middle one?

Ariel - I don’t know what I was thinking with the turtleneck in the middle one, it’s supposed to be a warm weather design. Though to be fair sandals would be a better fit for that, but I like the stockings to represent her tail. Also apparently I got obscenely lazy with the shoes with the most recent one.

Belle - has barely changed at all, I remember being very happy with the initial design. Though now that I think about it the bag probably should use a different shade of blue. I’ve also done an earlier design with the yellow dress, but it’s so monochrome that it’s a bit hard to work with it.

Jasmine - I clearly wasn’t even trying with the first design, it’s just her canon outfit with very minor tweaks and a pokeball, and the second one isn’t any better. But to me Jasmine had one of the biggest glow ups with the most recent design and the art turned out cute as well.

Pocahontas - I really like the pants and would have liked to use them again, but then I thought, “is this problematic”, and ended up not using the tassel fringe thing. Overall she was a huge struggle and I’m not happy with the result at all, Pocahontas’ canon design has a lot of elements to work with, but I tried so many versions of one sleeved/one sleeve off the shoulder/layered tops and they all looked like a dancer or a figure skater. And I also attempted a tunic-like design like Yellow but that just looked like a LoZ oc. So this design is definitely subject to change if I redo everyone again in ten years. At least her face turned out cute..

Esmeralda - Another mess in both attempts, her canon design also has a lot of interesting details but somehow the best I could do with ended up being a schoolgirl? In my defense she was among the last characters I drew for this set and at that point I was just burnt out and ready to move to something else, so it was either this or not being drawn at all. Better luck next time!

Megara - the first attempt is pretty random and lazy and I don’t like it at all, but I do like how the second one turned out. Overall it does skew a bit too young though especially for a character like Megara, but she’s a kid here so maybe it’s ok?

Mulan - she is my favourite Disney heroine so it’s always frustrated me that I had never been able to really get the Poke design to work. But this time it somehow clicked that I could take inspiration from the male protagonists instead. I think the details could still do some workshopping but overall I like the result this time around.

Jane - the first one isn’t a Poketrainer at all, it’s just a jungle explorer anime girl. Though I guess there’s not much change in the second one either...

Kida - this has always been somewhat of a “just throw random ideas in there” kind of design and especially the first one I clearly had no idea what I was doing. In the most recent version I think the decision to move the mark to her hat was the best update, a facial tattoo on the supposed average kid feels kind of strange. 

Giselle - I really like the most recent one, it’s one of the most dynamic poses and I think it has a nice balance of “fine lady” and “going on a Pokemon adventure”. Not sure if any of them are properly recognisable as Giselle though.

Tiana - as you can see I have no idea what to do with her. I don’t know what’s wrong, there’s so much to work with her canon design but nothing ever works out properly. Many of my ideas, like poofy pants (because of the dress shape) also felt too kiddy and so out of character for Tiana who is at the more mature end of Disney princesses. Still, with the most recent attempt there is a lot I like, but somehow it doesn’t quite fit together and I now notice that repeating the flower shape everywhere is pretty awkward. Sorry Tiana! Maybe fourth time is the charm.

Charlotte - the first attempts feel too much like a formal party outfit instead of something for an adventure, so I had to lose the updo at least. The hat is a little silly but I figured it would fit the goofier Charlotte. I do like the bubble skirt (one of the abandoned Tiana ideas) but the top could still use some work.

Rapunzel - very pleased with how the most recent one turned out apart from the hair looking a little too brown, it’s supposed to be just shading and not two-tone hair. 

Merida - I’ve never figured out how to do her hair in Pokemon form and her canon dress is pretty stingy with workable details. I got the idea of using plaid from Sword/Shield, but I noticed everyone and their mother already drew Merida in a plaid shirt so I put it on her shorts instead. But in hindsight maybe I should have just gone with the flow.

Vanellope - her design is really fun to work with and the result is one of my favourites. With the newer version I realised that I tend to use white a lot when I don’t know what to do, which usually is at least inoffensive, but that there could be a more interesting option if I dare to try something else (talking about the socks here).

Anna - quite pleased with how the new version turned out but it could still do with some work, what was I thinking with black boots and almost-black tights? 

Elsa - I really like how the cardigan thing turned out, except for the fact that I realised I had already used practically the same thing for Aurora (but hers is more boring so it’s the one subject to change). Meanwhile the dress is pretty bland. The leggings use the ice type uniform design from Sword/Shield.

Moana - Another victim of the “I have to churn out something” project finale. I think I already had this queued and had to go back to doing at least some fixes because the initial version was somehow even more boring. I think the loose pants idea is very workable but she’ll just need more time and effort.

Raya, Mirabel - they’re too recent to have a comparison but let’s have a few words on them anyway. I just couldn’t get anything out of Raya’s design (though she was one of the last characters  to be drawn and also I really don’t like her movie so I was very much not in a mood to try very hard) so the result ended up pretty boring and definitely waiting for a redesign. As for Mirabel I like her look a lot more and especially the skirt practically designed itself, but this still kinda feels like a first draft. 

[littlesparklight]

An interesting thing is that even as you know that in Ancient Greek culture, men usually married nearer to thirty than not, if you actually look at their mythology, that's not something actually followed as a rule. I'm sure it happens, but a lot of male characters are absolutely marrying young, and female characters are sometimes (way) older than the "ideal" of when women were supposed to marry in ancient Greek culture. Sometimes they're the (much) older party, even!

Examples of especially the latter is Telephos and his mother Auge, who in some versions, where Auge came to king Teuthras has already given birth and exposed Telephos back in Greece. And Teuthras ends up offering his adoptive daughter to this young man.

Another is Neoptolemos and Hermione; even aside from the fact that she's way out of the "usual" age for marrying by the point of the Odyssey, she's certainly a number of years older than Neoptolemos.

(Some examples of the former; Perseus marries Andromeda right out the gate and he is certainly not older than twenty, if even that. And Herakles marries Megara between eighteen-twenty.)

[micjimbles777]

I May look like I’m Listening on the Outside But…..

I’m Thinking about THEM 💜❤️

[spookyauthorspopmusictrash]

OMG so I just got a cute headcannon for @phoenix-manga 's Diamond Crown Academy!! So I think Allison is a big fan of movies and she and Madison would binge watch movies together, which would make their father furious because they weren't practicing being 'ladylike' and it was a way of them rebelling against his values. I think they brought the movie watching to DCA, they would invite the dorm leaders to Futterwacken, even the general chaos of the dorm would not deter them, they would totally introduce the other dorm leaders, especially the girls or princesses who were not quite exposed to 'binge watching' movies, such as Briar or maybe Vidya and Kore ( My DCA dorm leader oc twisted from Megara from Hercules) and they'd fall down a rabbit hole (XDD Alice in wonderland reference💀) I think after they've watched movies at the Futterwacken Lounge Room, eventually they would expand the movie dates to each one of their dorms, (except Coquille, unless there's an accessible way idk), Pommeneige, Glastanzerin, Dragonstone, etc. They would bring popcorn and other snacks that they enjoy or are native to their culture. I'd think that Perrine would bring one of her....interesting food combinations to the movie nights that would gross the other girls out lmao. They would bicker in the beginning about what movies to watch, not calling names, Evonie and Allison LMAO, The others would eventually come up with a solution, each of the girls would get to choose whichever movie they wanted on the movie nights according to dorm order so Evonie, then Ella, Allison, etc. The girls would make up theories and conspire amongst themselves as to how the movie would progress and if there would be a plot twist, although some might get shushed by the others who were trying to listen to the dialouge😝. They have movie nights once a week on any day they're all free. The teachers and even headmistress allows it bc they think that the girls bonding over movies is adorable. Also, Puchi would definately want to join and snuggle under soft blankets while eating popcorn LOL.

Now, when it comes to personal preferences i think each of the girls would like different genres. Firstly Allison would love comedies, prank shows, really anything to do with fun and chaos. Evonie, Vidya, Kore and Jinlong would like movies with a strong female lead, who fights for what she believes is right and is confident in her goals and what she wants, the girls would feel inspired and overall motivated. Maybe Vidya would like whatever the twisted wonderland version of bollywood films are, she might get confused with the drama and the overly dramatic music that comes up during the arguement scenes tho. Ella would like a rom-com, maybe a cheesy love story that makes the others uncomfortable, with a charming prince like male lead and lots of lovey doveyness. Cerule would probably like i envision a kdrama for some reason. Something with a 'follow your heart and dreams' message. For Rozeline, i have many hcs. She'd like mystery and crime solving shows, something with a lot of thinking out of the box. But maybe she would also like horror and gore. Its funny imagining Rozeline watching horror jumpscares calmly while everyone else is shaking in their seats lmaoo. Elu may like a nature documentary or something that pertains to her likes of navigation. Perrine would enjoy cooking shows for new ideas and inspiration to add to her recepies. Lastly, Briar would like something family oriented, like a story where a found family is developed, it would make her both happy and sad because she longs for a loving family (SJFKFKRKEK I LOVE BRIAR SO MUCH THE MUNCHKIN NEEDS A BIG HUG ). I also have hcs of what my DCA OC dorm leaders would like to watch. Firstly Holly, (Twisted from Rapunzel from Tangled) would like a thriller or just something with adventure and exploring with plot twists. I already talked abt Kore so lets move on, Noelle (Twisted from Elsa from Frozen) would like something to hate watch, like a rom-com. She thinks romance is overrated and she watches romcoms for the sole purpose of writing page long reviews on how bad it was💀💀.

Bonus: If Yuu and Sophie joined their movie nights one night and Yuu brought the OG disney princess films from their world, and the girls are watching the movies and are just confused because, why do those princesses/heroines in the films look similar to their dorm founders, and by extent, themselves. And why do the villains remind them of certain wild boys from a prestegious school. Sophie would be a mix of curious, confused and excited while Yuu would just snicker in the background like the smug lil bug they are bc they know whats going on and decided to be a menace. XDDD but thats just my little hc on the girls hehe

[hiraethhh-h]

puppy love

summary: after catching feelings for a certain fury, zagreus offers some advice to get you back on your feet.

pairings: megara “meg” x gn! reader, (platonic) zagreus x gn! reader, mentions of thanzag.

warnings: light spoilers

notes: in lieu of Hades II being announced, here we are! also bc i am a whore for greek mythology (thanks pjo/hoo <3 /lh)

word count: 1.2k

you were always unsure how you landed yourself in such shitty situations.

for one, as a minor god, you somehow got yourself a position in the underworld. did you read the fine print in the contract you signed in olympus? absolutely-fucking-not. the trip to the river styx was less than pleasant, but you did leave a good review for charon. despite him speaking in decipherable groans, he made for good company and talk.

small dents began to appear in the rod of the broom you held, your sweeping motions coming to a halt. the shiny granite floors perfectly reflected your frowning face back at you. not wanting to get scolded for lagging behind in your chores, you took a few steps forward before gently brushing at the floor.

“is… everything alright?”

you jolted violently, whipping around with wide eyes. zagreus stood before you, his hands raised. “sorry- didn’t mean to scare you.” he quickly uttered. “you just looked… tense, is all.” his mismatched eyes slowly drifted to the broom, where cracks had formed from your iron grip. you blinked, slowly setting the broom against the wall with a sheepish look. “just… having a bit of a mid-life crisis? well, a godly one.” you sighed, shaking your head.

the prince raised a brow, “i don’t mean to pry, but i wouldn’t mind listening.” your brows perked up in surprise, a small smile forming on your lips. “thank you zagreus. do you mind also covering for me? i really don’t feel like getting told off today…” zagreus nodded in agreement, “of course. perhaps my room would be best for privacy?” you followed after the male with no further questions, trying to decipher where it would be best to start. 

the two of you sat atop zagreus’ bed, the mattress bouncing ever so slightly to accommodate for the new weight. the silence didn’t feel as unnerving as before, thanks to the prince of hell’s presence. you were glad you had found a confidant and amazing friend in him.

“well… to start, i guess i…” you paused, inhaling then exhaling to organize your thoughts. “i have feelings for meg, romantically.” zagreus blinked in surprise, looking down at you. “i don’t know what to do next, zag. she’s practically unreachable. any time i see her, i want to approach her but i’m just so…” “nervous?” zagreus finished for you. “yes, nervous. that.” you fell back onto the bed with a grunt, staring up at the ceiling in disdain. the bed shifted as zagreus laid beside you, his head propped up by his hand. 

“if you don’t mind me asking, zag, how did you approach than?” a nervous chuckle left the male, the flame-colored wreath atop his head shifting ever so slightly as he moved to look at the headboard. “i don’t mean to sound… generic, but all i really did was be myself.” he began. “aside from the fact that we’re childhood friends, all i really did was figure out what he liked, what he didn’t like. then, i just went from there.” at his words, you went silent. 

if you started from there, perhaps you would have a chance to find out more on meg. you looked to zagerus with a faint smile, “thank you, zag. and don’t worry about sounding too generic, you… you’ve helped more than you know.” you nodded firmly, watching a smile grow on zagreus’ face. “you’re welcome, i’m glad i could be of assistance… but really, that quick?” he questioned, a brow raised as he moved to sit up once you did.

“yeah, i want to find meg, see if… i can muster up the courage to talk to her.” zagreus placed a hand on your shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. “that’s a great start, but remember not to get ahead of yourself. things like this take time and patience.” he warned. “right. time and patience.” you huffed, standing to head out of his room. the prince trailed after you, the two of you heading into the dining hall. unfortunately, nyx was nowhere to be seen, so you couldn’t greet the primordial goddess on the way.

a few shades lingered about the mess hall, some seated at tables and chattering amongst each other on how they died and the works. not too far, deusa was humming to herself as she gently dusted at a ledge. “deusa,” zagreus called from behind you, the gorgon jumping with a chirp-like hiss as she turned around. “p-prince zagreus!” she squeaked, also calling your name shortly after. “done with your chores already? maybe i should learn a thing or two from you…” the snake huffed in defeat, her eyes flitting over to zagreus. “oh- i also washed your sheets with the detergent you like! i-um… hope you enjoy it, prince zagreus.” she rambled. shortly after, the gorgon floated upwards, disappearing to carry on with her duties around the house of hades. “yes, thank you deusa. i’ll… be seeing you then.” the two of you moved on, the prince gently nudging you at the sight of a specific fury nursing a drink.

she stood alone, her whip holstered. on her face she wore a small scowl. “ah, must not be in the best of moods because of earlier…” zagreus winced, looking to you with worry written on his face. you shook your head, “nothing i can’t handle zag, besides, there’s a warrant on your head, not mine.” you jested lightly, earning a soft chuckle from the male. “true that. well, it’s best you go alone then. i’ll watch from afar.”

your heart hammered in your chest as you looked to meg, the fury sensing your stare shortly after. with narrowed eyes, she locked onto zagreus. you watched her face twist into a sneer, “tch.” she scoffed, setting her cup down. eventually, she looked to you. you could only hope she couldn’t hear your racing heart. “zagreus and the new godling. to what do i owe the displeasure?” 

you and zagreus shared a look, the prince giving a small nod. “zageus was… just on his way, and i wanted to check in on you.” you told the fury, stepping forward to stand before her. meg raised a brow, “to… check in on me?” she repeated slowly, a hint of confusion laced in her voice. behind you, zagreus departs with a few pats on your back and he mouths a ‘good luck’ to you.

“yeah- er, yes. you looked like you were in a bad mood so…” you trailed off, sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck. your gaze slowly drifted to the ground. meg eyed you up and down for a moment, a long sigh leaving the woman as she turned to take another sip from her drink. “i’m… fine. zagreus just- eugh, the nerve of that prince irks me.” she seethed, shaking her head. you chuckled softly, waving to the shade behind the counter for a drink of your own.

“that sounds like a light way of putting it.” you murmured, thanking the shade-chef with a nod. the sweet taste of nectar soothed you, meg watching as you drank the gold-colored liquid. “well, i’m all ears for whatever you’d like to talk about.” you told her now, looking at the fury with a kind smile. she blinked a few times before nodding, “thanks…” meg murmured. she stared at her drink for a moment before glancing back over to you.

perhaps you wouldn’t be as bad as she thought you would be.

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[johaerys-writes]

About that post of yours about people getting upset about Patroclus and Achilles being seen romantically, I've seen every single thing that made me so "wtf?"

I've seen them use the justification that they're cousins, from some sources. This doesn't make sense bc cousins getting along in Ancient Greece wasn't all that fuss, it's not like they were brothers! And they're cousins once removed…Orestes and Hermione are first cousins and no one finds it strange!

I've seen people use the justification that Achilles is married (Deidamia). Firstly, it depends on the source, secondly…he still has Briseis? There are sources that there are Briseis and OTHER characters (e.g. Polixena). Even in the sources where he's married, that doesn't stop him from doing anything. Not only Achilles but other characters! Agamemnon has been married for years and had Chryseis and Cassandra. Odysseus is married and his lovers vary with sources. Even before Helen was kidnapped, Menelaus already had a child with another woman. "Ah, but he would still prefer Deidamia, just as Odysseus and Menelaus still preferred Penelope and Helen" well, Agamemnon explicitly states that he prefers Chryseis, and Jason preferred Creusa over Medea…maybe we can assume that different characters are different characters!

I've seen people use the justification that both he and Patroclus had slaves… which, again, doesn't change anything. Again, married men had slaves, I don't know why we're pretending otherwise. Having a slave does not prevent having other relationships, after all, not even a legitimate wife prevents it (or married men wouldn't have bed slaves in the first place). "Ah, but that shows they like women in mythology!"…yeah…but well, some people like more than one gender. That still doesn't rule anything out, I don't see where we're going!

I've seen people explain that it's bc this is something modern… which isn't, there were already romantic interpretations of them in antiquity (Aeschylus, hello? Plato?). But then you point that out and they say "well, but it's not Homer" but then they bring up things like Polyxena and Penthesilea as proof and…their myths with Achilles aren't Homeric! And then they say it's not one of the explicitly declared couples…which, again, doesn't stop anything?? Even more so bc one of the people I saw saying this shipped two characters who never had any romantic text or subtext so it's a walking contradiction!

And even with this "explicit couples" thing, I've seen people talk about a vibe like "oh why focus on Patrochilles, which isn't even canon when there's Apollo x Hyacintus" and I'm still trying to find WHAT is the similarity between these two ships besides being between two male characters. Not even tragedy can be considered a determining factor since tragic couples are not exactly rare in mythology…like, oh tragic couple, so Megara x Heracles is the same too! C'mon, guys! I got the impression that these people have the idea that the ship only exists bc it's MLM and, therefore, any MLM ship plays the role even when the dynamics AREN'T the same…

Or they'll say "the fans make them into a straight stereotype of rigid gender roles", which if you go to the Ao3 tag and read the fics is easily refuted! Especially for Achilles, who depending on the fic isn't even a perisex cis man. But they really don't know the majority preferences of shippers bc e.g there's an idea that absolutely everyone is strictly bottom Pat x top Achilles bc "furious warrior Achilles" and "cool guy Patroclus"… which's funny bc it couldn't be further from reality! And the same person who says this has a ship with strict gender roles, for the love of god!

Even if the ship were canonically impossible… well, hcs exist! As a kid, I watched Naruto and thought Ino x Sakura was very cute, but that doesn't mean I DIDN'T notice that the canon couple was going to be Sakura x Sasuke. It looks like they've never seen shipping before, my god!

Finally: I left the most absurd for last. This wasn't on Tumblr, it was on another social network. Basically, user kind of texted something like "of course you like Patroclus x Achilles, you're not Greek!" And I'm still trying to understand the relationship between someone being Greek and someone liking or not liking a ship. Could it be that in the documents that ask for nationality, if you put "Greek" a questionnaire appears asking you if you ship Patrochilles and if you click "yes" you are taken for falsifying your nationality or something like that?

P.S.: You don't even need to answer this ask. I really just needed to comment on this nonsense, and my friends aren't mythology fans, so here we are!

Okay so I'm just over here nodding aggressively to a lot of things you said, I know you said I don't need to reply to this but let me just add a couple thoughts:

1. Seriously the cousin thing is laughable to me, like who cares who CARES!! Literally it doesn't even matter, not only were romantic relationships btwn cousins not that big a deal in ancient greek works and mythology but also there are so many literary works written before the 20-21st century that feature cousins falling in love, like in the realm of fiction at least it isn't the big and shocking thing the antis think it is, and it hasn't been for centuries, I don’t get why people get so worked up about that...... it doesn’t even count as an argument, moving on

2. People saying that Achilles can't possibly be queer because he sleeps with women and has a son etc etc..... I feel like they’re missing the point, because the thing about Achilles, in my opinion, isn't whether he’s gay or not, or even if he’s bi or not. Those neat little categories are a relatively modern invention I think, and I don’t think that any ancient person would identify as gay or straight or what have you. In some places being a little too close with your buddies (or your students, particularly young male students --athens i'm looking at you--) was a thing, in some others it wasn't, but it wasn't part of their identity like it is now, ykwim? So I think it's pointless to try to put Achilles and Patroclus in those boxes, many people have tried it and it doesn't work. Achilles may have a son with Deidamia but he doesn’t mention her in the Iliad not even once, he cares about Briseis and in the text he lies/sleeps with her but he wouldn’t stop Agamemnon's men from taking her nor would he return to the fighting for her, his relationship with or feelings for the women he sleeps/has slept with doesn't really affect his behaviour. It is Patroclus who he has the emotional bond with, Patroclus who convinces him to do something other than sulk in his camp, Patroclus whom Achilles values above all, Patroclus's death that changes the trajectory of the war and Achilles' own life. The bond between Achilles and Patroclus has cataclysmic consequences for all the Achaens and the Trojans, no other woman in Achilles' life comes close to what he has with Pat.

So like..... that's what's important here. Achilles could have slept with a thousand women and Patroclus with a thousand more and it wouldn't matter. I'm not here to argue whether they were exclusive or not sexually speaking, that's irrelevant and frankly I don't care. I also can't comment on Achilles x Polyxena or Penthesilea I'm not very familiar with those myths and they aren't even Iliad canon anyway so who cares. People have been writing fanfic about him for centuries, what's new.

3. As for the rest of the arguments against Patrochilles I have to admit I stay as far away from drama as I can so I don't really know what is being said online about them. The things you're saying honestly sound like toxic fandom behaviour and antis being at it for no goddamn reason. I'm not even going to respond to that because again, I don’t think there is anything to say. People can ship what they want and headcanon Achilles and Pat boinking any which way they want as long as they leave me alone lmao. Like as long as they don't come to my ask box or ao3 comments with dumbass or exclusionary views (or if Tumblr doesn't decide to spam me with them) then I'm good. I'm definitely not going to go looking for those views on Tumblr or elsewhere.

4. Honestly I didn't even know racism had been brought into this LMAO like I was not familiar with the take that if you're Greek you can't like Patroclus/Achilles. Like.... why is that? Why wouldn't a Greek person like Patrochilles? Do Greeks not have good taste then? I don't get it. Maybe it's because the Iliad is so deeply rooted into ancient greek culture and we learn about it in school or what not, so like it has to be this sacred thing that no one can touch/spoil? For me, shipping ancient dudes is the best way to actually learn a thing or two about history and literature and what have you LOL like I care so much more about the Iliad now than I did in high school. The sad thing is that I feel like if I ever told people irl that I ship Patrochilles they would first be baffled and then probably appalled lmao I can't even imagine their reaction if they ever saw the Patrochilles shrine I keep in my study 😂 Homophobia is a big thing here sadly, and I personally know people who would literally fight anyone who says that mlm was a thing in ancient Greece (because as we know the ancient greeks were the pinnacle of perfection and wisdom and the gays now just want to ruin that 🙄). I'll never forget my high school ancient greek teacher going into a whole rant about it for an hour, and also the school textbooks we had themselves were so heavily censored. It's just such a sad way to be if you ask me, both because you're a fucking homophobe but also you're missing out on so much of the nuance of this culture that you're supposed to "revere", it's always been super baffling to me.

Anyway this rant got away from me so I'll just stop here lmao. At the end of the day I think people will just say whatever they want about whatever they want, I sometimes also get upset and hurt by those dumb takes but it's really not worth it. I try to stay in my lane and block liberally and nerd out with like minded people and I think that's what life/fandom is about, you know