#modern greek myth au

[temeyes]

//i wont say (im in love) plays in the background//

[iknewhimwellhoratio]

rip Narcissus, you would have loved flexing in the mirror at the gym

[scribblesandink]

Imagine a modern Greek mythology au where the gods work and live among humans

Zeus is a lawyer, settling disputes between mortals

Hera is a L&D nurse, holding the hands of new mothers who have no one by their side

Poseidon runs a company in marine life conservation, saving endangered species and educating the public on the importance of the sea

Demeter owns a large percentage of farmland and donates large quantities of food to homeless/runaway shelters

Aphrodite runs a boxing gym and works closely with women's shelters, teaching them to stand up for themselves and to get away from abuse

Athena is a college professor, teaching the histories and mistakes of the past in the hopes that their mistakes won't be repeated

Artemis runs a LGBTQ center in a large city with her twin brother, taking in young kids and teaching them to protect themselves

Apollo provides medical care and music/art therapy for anyone who is interested

Ares is a social worker, helping people with anger management and overcoming trauma

Hephaestus as a physical therapist, teaching people to make and repair things to help with fine motor skills. He also builds prosthetics

Hermes is an Olympic track runner, donating to charities dedicated to helping people relocate to safer places

Hestia works at homeless shelters and soup kitchens, making sure no one is ever turned away and has a safe place to sleep and has enough food

Dionysus works as an addiction councilor, never giving up on anyone. No matter how much of a lost cause they or anyone thinks they are

[kupidachillea]

my husband/hj

[thebunnylord]

Hades: *is frantically going through his refrigerator* okay, Demeter is coming over for dinner and she is a crunchy mom, I don’t want her to see my refrigerator and think that all I feed her daughter is pizza rolls and powder donuts. Even though Persephone loves them, but better to be on the safe side! I don’t want to look like a bad husband. I have to get rid of some of this stuff before she sees it, but how am I supposed to get rid of this stuff?

Hades: *looks at the jug of Hawaiian Punch and box of fruity pebbles cereal*

Hades: oh I’m going to regret this…

Hades: *proceeds to dump the entire box of cereal into a bowl and pour Hawaiian Punch on it and eats it*

[anothercrisis]

I’m going to let my deep-rooted Greek mythology obsession slip its leash for a second here:

Ares!Ghost and Apollo!Soap

[rosefuckinggenius]

I’m currently OBSESSED with illustrated outfit and they look stunning on my girls, don’t you think? 😭♥️✨

Daily reminder that my commission are currently OPEN with the promo “buy 2 and the second is HALF PRICED!” 🌸

[tyedyeboogers]

So.... I'm doing it because it looked like fun! I've been coming off a rough time, and I think this might help. So...

Rules: Make a 24 hr poll of all your current WIPs, let it run, and write one sentence for every vote the winner receives.

I would like to open this up to anyone and everyone who also thinks it would be fun but hasn't been tagged, because everyone should get to do what they want! Also I'm farm fresh chicken and terrible at interactions

Go forth and share your creations!

[prngslvr]

DC robin Icarus au where Bruce is Daedalus and Jason is Icarus, who wants nothing more than to fly and see the sun up close because he has deemed it the most beautiful thing in the world. And the Gods knew that Jason would do this, put him in that tower with Bruce knowing that Jason's blind faith and ambition would have him plummet to his death. They had to make sure Bruce would stay in line of course.

[pics-and-fanfics]

alr, here we go again!

poll time for greek stories again!

@goddessofwonderland @thrutheburnout @acidcasualties @mochie85 @vbecker10 @mochie85 @michelleleewise @fictive-sl0th @silverfire475 @huntress-artemiss  @sheris532 @lokixryss @lokidokieokie @stupidthoughtsinwriting @crimson25 @peaches1958 @iamlokisgloriouspurpose

[abandoned-ocs]

Chasing

Pairing: Greek God!Hades x Petsitter!Fem!Reader

Setting: Modern Southern Mississippi, specifically the coast. If you’ve never seen Scenic Avenue, it is so beautiful. (not that I live down there or anything 🫣)

Warnings: fluff, death, fluff, a bit of talk about the afterlife…

Summary: You get a new client at your dog sitting daycare, and after a while, a tragedy happens. But it’s okay, because you belive it will be.

Ahhhh, I'm so sorry this took so long, but thank you for your patience! Please remember, this is my alt account where I'm posting original content, my main account is @pics-and-fanfics I will be posting the polls for the next story over there, because it has a larger following (and reach!), but I will be reblogging each poll on here! (Also, please let me know if you want to be added to my tag list, on either account, but please specify on which! Same goes as being removed on a tag list for one specific account, you can just tag the account! Thank you, and have a great day/night! Sorry for the rant! ❤️)

NOBODY IS AUTHORIZED TO COPY/PASTE, REPOST, OR CLAIM THIS WORK AS YOUR OWN, I SPENT MONTHS ON THIS! I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN AND SMACK YOU ON THE HEAD IF YOU DO!

Masterlist!

You pulled tighter on your braid, making sure it wouldn’t come undone before you tied the end. You quickly secure the end with a ponytail, and you grab your phone, putting on your favorite playlist, only one earbud in.

You smile, looking at yourself in the mirror one last time before putting on your tennis shoes, keys in your pocket as you walk out of the door.

You start jogging down the sidewalk, to the building only three blocks away. Why own a car when your work was only ten-fifteen minutes away, and the nearest dollar general was only five in the other direction? If you wanted to go to the beach, you’d either jog or bike.

Somewhere even further? Bike, or hitch a ride with one of your friends that had a car. They were way too expensive, and you didn’t need it.

You start going faster, pushing yourself, taking a different route, going through the path in the forest.

You start running, ducking under a branch and jumping over a small fallen tree, feeling adrenaline start flowing through you.

You felt alive. This is why you didn’t have a car, you reminded yourself. Running was hard some days, but it was so rewarding, and you always felt alive after a good run.

And working at a doggy daycare gave you even more reason to run. You needed to be able to keep up with the dogs when they tried to run off, and you were the only one who was ever close to being fast enough to grab them by the collar.

You had gotten faster, almost flying above the ground when you went as fast as you could, and it was exhilarating.

You reach the end of the path, coming out behind the building, and you slow down to a walk, panting.

You walk around the side, going through the front door.

“Ellie! Where are ya?” You yell, flipping the sign on the door to ‘Open’. You grab your water bottle you’d left yesterday, going to the bathroom to dump it out before refilling it at the small water fountain in the hall, hearing the sound of the front door bell announcing somebody entering.

“Just a second!” You shout, taking a sip before screwing on the cap, jogging to the front.

“Good morning! What can I do for you today?” You ask, smiling as you grab the hat you’d also left here yesterday, pulling your braid through the hole in the back.

“I’d like to leave my dog here for today, he can’t be trusted at my office. He ripped up my couch and nearly broke one of my employee's legs when he tried to jump on them.”

His voice was deep and dark, and you have to mentally check that you aren’t drooling before opening your mouth.

“Oh no! I’m sorry! But maybe he was just feeling cooped up, offices aren’t really big enough for a dog, even smaller dogs..” You say.

“I have the whole top floor.”

You blink, looking up, meeting his eyes for the first time, and you feel you may pass out. Oh fuckkkk. They were so green, they almost looked like emeralds.

“Well then I do not have anything to say to that, sir…” You say, slowing down, seeing the dog in question. “Oh my god he’s so cute!” You almost squeal, stopping yourself at the last second.

“I’m sorry, he’s just so cute.” You laugh, seeing a small smile on the man’s face.

“It’s alright.”

“Alright, if I can just get the good boy’s name and your contact info, you can be on your way!” you say, logging into the computer.

“This is Cerberus-”

“Oh my god, Spot?!” You say, smiling, bouncing on your toes. He laughs, and you feel your face heat up as your heart skips a beat. “Sorry, I’m just really into Greek mythology.”

“You’re quite alright. It’s actually refreshing to meet somebody who can keep up with me and understand what I’m saying.”

“-such a cute baby.” you coo. “Sorry. Can I get your name and contact info?”

“Hades.” he says, and you nod, inputting his information into the system, along with the name of his dog.

🎾🐕🪙 

None of your other customers had come in today, so maybe they found a better place or got fired from their jobs? Don’t worry, it’s fine, they probably just got sick or were able to work from home or something.

Whatever.

Ellie had called out sick, so it was just you today. Yay! You were having fun playing with Cerberus. He was so rowdy, no wonder Hades dropped him off, the beautiful puppet just needed to play.

You laugh, falling over as Cerberus pulls on the toy, and you let go before you get any friction burns.

“Wow, you sure are strong, what does Hades feed you?” you ask, panting. Grabbing your water bottle, you take a few sips, seeing that Cerberus was sitting down, his tail wagging.

“Awwww, so cute. Are you thirsty?” you ask, pouring some of your water into a bowl. You watched as he walked over, and started drinking.

You take that time to admire Cerberus, looking at his shiny black coat and big brown eyes. There was a white spot on his ear, the only other white spit being his whole front-right paw, including his claws. He was so pretty.

🎾🐕🪙

Over the next few months, you got Cerberus a few more times, but you weren’t complaining. Sure, those days were weird because nobody else would come in, but he paid good money.

This time, you were playing outside, laughing as you sprayed Cerberus with the hose. You were both soaking wet, but you were having so much fun. It was such a hot day, how could you not play with the hose?

You made sure Cerberus had more than enough water, and you were constantly taking him into the woods for him to use the bathroom.

“Such a pretty boy, aren’t you?” you asked, clipping a leash onto Cerberus’s leash. You open the gate, locking it behind you.

You don’t even make it 5 feet before Cerberus starts pulling, which he hadn’t done before. You drop the leash, afraid he’d pull your arm out of the socket if he kept pulling as hard as he was.

He ran off, and you ran after him. You were glad you’d been running after work to the beach then home almost every day for the last few months, because you were only a little behind Cerberus, his leash just out of reach.

“Cerberus!” you yell, chasing the dog through the woods, out of the woods, and onto the sidewalk.

After about 15 blocks, you can’t keep up. Your panting, your legs are cramping, and you could feel your heartbeat in your head. You slow down, forgetting that you had chased Cerberus into the middle of the street until it was too late.

A car swerved to avoid the big black blur that was sprinting and weaving between cars, and you only had a second to brace yourself as you got hit by the car.

🎾🐕🪙

You looked around, your head fuzzy as you tried to remember what happened.

Right- you had chased a dog that had ran off, a dog that was under your care. You wish you had just been faster, smarter, better. Maybe then this- whatever this was- wouldn’t have happened.

You finally took in your surroundings, and it was amazing. You were standing on a beach of black sand, and the water looked almost like the night sky, dark blue with something in the depths, sparkling and hauntingly beautiful.

You noticed a person waiting in a boat, and you noticed the weight in your pocket. You took it out, seeing a golden coin, one that looked like an old Greek drachma.

“I believe that would be for me, young lady.” You looked up at the voice, walking closer to the boat. The closer you got, the more you realized it was a skeleton in a robe, holding an oar.

“You- you’re Charon.”

“Indeed.”

“Doe- Does that mean- I- I-“

“You’re dead.” His voice was blunt but calm, like he’d done this hundreds of millions of times.

You handed over the coin, your hands shaking when you dropped the drachma in Charon’s skeletal hand. You got in, and off you went.

🎾🐕🪙

It seemed like hours later when you finally reached shore, and you stepped out.

“Thank you.”

Charon nodded at you, then turned around. You stood there for a minute, watching as he disappeared. You didn’t feel scared, but you weren’t exactly calm either. You felt… indifferent? Unconcerned? You weren’t sure, but it felt weird in your chest.

You started hiking up the beach, the land getting slowly steeper until it leveled out, and you looked around you, amazed.

There were the Fields of Asphodel, Elysium, and the Felisa of Punishment. The people who were neither good nor bad in life, the good people, and the bad people. You wondered where you would go.

You saw someone appear next to you out of thin air, but you didn’t feel startled.

“Y/n.”

You recognized that voice. You turned, and saw Hades.

“Hades?”

He nodded, and you took a breath.

“Wow.”

You looked at him, his appearance different than last you had seen him. He had on a dark chiton, you couldn’t tell if it was a dark blue or black, but you could see faint designs of skeletons all over it. There was a thin crown of gems and bones on his head, glinting against his dark hair.

“I’m sorry.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry about…”

Oh.

“It’s okay, you couldn’t have stopped it.”

“But your family-“

“I’ll see them again.”

“Your friends-“

“They’ll be okay.”

“But-“

“I’ll see everyone who matters to me someday.”

“Not everyone believes in the same afterlife.”

“But I also believe that one day, I’ll see them again.”

“You’re only 27.”

“Death catches up to us all. Sometimes it just comes a bit early.”

You saw the pain in Hades’ face, and you took a deep breath. “Where am I going?”

Hades turned, and you finally saw his eyes. They were still the same as when you had been alive, but there was something eerie about the way they shone now, unnaturally so. There was no sun, but they shone all the same.

“I had a better idea. You know Cerberus. He�� needs a friend.”

“Is that why he was with me?”

You saw Hades nod, and you heard whimpering in the distance. You looked at Hades, who nodded again. You sprinted back down the hill, back the way you came until you found a path, the grass worn down by hundreds of thousands of millions of feet.

You ran faster and faster, faster than you had ever before. It was freeing.

As soon as you saw Cerberus, his head poked up, then another, then a third, all sniffing.

A howl, and he bounded towards you, slowly getting smaller. You laugh, taking each of his heads in your hands and giving each a kiss between the ears.

“It’s okay. I’m here pupper. I’m not leaving anytime soon.”

🎾🐕🪙

I think that’s where I’m going to leave it. I don’t know if you wanted a Hades x Reader where they… y’know, but I spent weeks, months on this trying to figure it out. I hope you guys liked this, and since I am posting this on a different account than I originally planned to, I’m going to refer to my normal tags list and add/remove anyone who wants it.

I love you, and please have a good day or night, wherever you are. ❤️

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[goddessoffirefumbles]

ops tags that I can't leave out in a reblog!

#the lotus eaters are a bunch of drunks in the airport lounge #charybdis is the baggage carousel his suitcase gets stuck on #calypso's island is the TSA holding cell he gets put in for 7 hours etc. etc. you see the vision.

why are all these modern aus for the Odyssey set in a high school. where's the retelling where Odysseus is just a guy lost in an airport who keeps missing his connecting flights home due to a comical series of delays and disgruntled airline employees

[kupidachillea]

Achilles with a motorbike would be hot, just saying.🧍

[magnificentpeaartisan]

Oedipus reimagined?

[anothercrisis]

Handing you the bastard option bc I read Anne Carson once and it transed my gender. Ghost as Herkeles.

Heracles!Ghost…has the potential to check out. The desperate need to prove himself, the unmatched warrior trope…

[stormsthatrage]

It bugs me that so many people's default example of published fanfic is 50 Shades of Grey.

What about West Side Story, a famous modern AU of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet?

What about Dante's Inferno, a self-insert RPF if I've ever seen one?

What about Wicked, a pre-canon AU of The Wizard of Oz?

Hell, what about Percy Jackson? There's definitely an argument to be made that that's a modern AU of various Greek myths.

Humans have been writing fanfic as long as they have been telling stories. In about the year 20 BC, our dear Roman poet Ovid wrote the Heroides, a series of aggrieved "letters" from the female characters of famous myths to their respective male heroes. Are you telling me that Ovid, writing a letter from the perspective of Queen Dido to Aeneas -- Aeneas, whose fantastical adventures were put into poem by Virgil -- wasn't writing an outsider-POV fic? A fic that is, in fact, translated in Latin classes world-wide today!

There is so much famous fanfic out there, but people tend to forget that it is fanfic once it becomes mainstream enough. And as a consequence of that, people who aren't into fandom don't see how beautiful fanfic is, and some members of fandom feel shame associated with writing and reading fic. But fanfic is beautiful, and it is something humans have always done, and it is nothing to be ashamed about.

So if you ever find yourself in a situation to give an example of published fic, think outside the box. Remember that published fanfics hide in plain sight; once they're famous enough, we no longer think of them as fanfic. And never forget that fanfic is a very, very old human tradition, and your ancestors who partook in it would not have wanted you to feel ashamed of it.