#perse yapping

[seleniangnosis]

What makes you Ethereal ?

Ethereal

extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.

"her ethereal beauty" Similar: delicate exquisite dainty elegant graceful beautiful lovely

heavenly or spiritual. "ethereal, otherworldly visions"

My aesthetics-obsessed Taurus Rising gave me this idea, after I was working on my Pinterest mood board. I'll not focus solely on the above definition but perse, but this reading is meant to hype you up a bit and focus on the energy that you exude and it makes you uniquely you. Enjoy 🤍✨️.

Piles 1-2-3 from left to right.

Pile 1

What makes you ethereal?

The power of your words and the place you speak from. You seem to find wisdom in your own experiences and be able to translate the wisdom gained through hardships, or a quick insightful idea into something more than can wake something into people. (I noticed wrote 'intp' instead of 'into' when typing this in my notes app.. so maybe some of you are an intp personality type.)

You don't yap, you speak with purpose, and those who listen might find themselves comforted by your words even if they don't know you personally.

There's a lot of thought and wisdom behind you, but instead of feeling like your operating from a place of high intelect and emotional coldness, you combine the two, resulting in a soft spoked advice given from the heart.

Pile 2

What makes you ethereal?

Ok, this one is for my slightly dark energy imbued folks... you can't be stopped. When it's time to move on and start a new chapter you go through it without fear, knowing that what's expecting you on the other side is far better than what you leave behind. You might have been afraid of leaving your comfort zone in the past (I'm getting some anxious energy from some of you) but once you did it once and saw the great benefits of being beyond the gates of fear, you never looked back.

You might change your mind frequently (in terms of action you take on the material world or spiritual/thought related matters) and don't look back.

This is not something reckless, it's in those moments you feel a change is needed and you need to start moving forward, cutting everything that's no longer useful that's standing in your way.

But what's truly making you stand out is your diligence and self-assurance that you'll find what you need on the other side.

Instead of the classic dainty ethereal, you bring out some sort of grounding, storm-like energy to it.

Pile 3

As expected my pile 3 is always the spiritually inclined one 🤍✨️, so what makes you ethereal?

For pile 3 I sense this is more like an inner energy that's not always coming out in a conscious way. It's a "vibe" people get from you, an inner side of you that makes people be drawn to you even if they can't explain it.

Unlike pile 2, your energy feels more warmer, deeper, and approachable.

Most of this wise, spiritual energy you possess is working from within your subconscious, guiding you. (Without getting too much into woo-woo stuff, you might have lived multiple lifetimes on earth, or have a lot of spiritual beings guiding you)

This cosmic wisdom you poses is making you walk to your own beat, you let yourself guided by your heart and intuition, instead of societal concepts.

You might have a prominent Neptune placement or heavy cancer/Pisces energy. From all the piles, I can say you embody the classic definition of 'ethereal' the best.

Back to the energy you exude, it seems like, despite most of it working as a guide from within, working from beyond the veil, part of it is directed outwards consciously and with purpose. Are any of you vets? Or donating to animal charities/shelters?

You might not get approached by random people or be shought for by people who need comfort, but your presence might bring that to others. (Again I'm getting the vine of working with animals, someone here might be truly dedicated to such a cause. Of you're reading this, thank you for the good work 🤍✨️)

[our-queer-experience]

as a trans man who is exclusively male gender wise and extremely dysphoric etc etc, ive never understood ftm lesbians because surely it would just be dysphoric. but slowly, through reading about peoples experiences, i get it now. id never have said ftm lesbians arent valid, and now im even more certain of them being valid and having their place. i still dont fully understand how lesbians would date someone ftm or a stone butch, but it isnt my place to police peoples identities (especially as an out and loud gay man who has dated women and genderfluid/nonbi people)

that being said, i wouldn't identify with it personally before, and still would not. my gender is much closer to being just a man than being feminine or androgyne or etc, in most ways, but i do understand the connection to girlhood. i hate being ftm like this because if i talk about my experiences with girlhood people disregard it because im a man now and i dont feel any sentiment perse toward girlhood etc anymore, despite having experienced it and also misogyny. i feel almost seperate to the ftm lesbians or ftms who still use she/her or etc, but i also feel like anyone who has a similar gender identity to me (being very strongly ftm but still inherently trans and having my transness be visible and important to my identity as a gay man aswell (i only date other ftms, currently)) and isnt straight or stealth or etc. idk i wish there were other ftms like me who were like. exclusively male in identity but gender non conforming and like,, gay,,,,,??

idk im just spitballing here feel free to ignore this im just yapping because i wanted to get my thoughts out

i get that. its really important to listen to people’s experiences when theyre different and while i see my attraction to women as heterosexual, i understand why others wouldnt. its just individual identitys tbh. there are a lot of gay trans guys tho, trust me

[graceofgondor]

heyy, it's the charginny anon again, thank you sm for answering! i've read the post you linked and watched the deleted scenes and omg i love them so much. i love how the boy who strives off of attention is immediately enraptured by the girl who gets ignored for most of the story. idk there's something poetic about it

oh also the song "fair" by the amazing devil started to play when i had them on my mind and so it is now a song i associate with them so i thought i'd share lol

Hi hi!! You are so welcome. Thank you for asking <3

AND OH MY GODDD. THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING. I've seen a few people say they found the two of them random, but to me, they made all the sense in the world. Both narratively and literally, they needed each other. Because Ginny was striving to be noticed while Charlie needed to be truly seen by a person—not for his humor, not for the front he puts up—but for who he really is. Not only is that idea implemented via the play, because she doesn't know him for his front—but also by the implication of her presence after Neil's death. I think above all, there's a reason Charlie met Ginny when he did, not fate perse, but even just narratively, it sets up that knowing, that unlike everyone else, Ginny will be faced with Charlie at his most vulnerable. And she won't turn away, because she knew Neil too, someone who just scratched the surface of Charlie's vulnerability, and because Charlie saw her when no one else did—and that meant something.

I agree with you, there's something poetic about the two of them. I just think it makes sense. Charlie will always need someone who will pull him back to earth, but also understand his circumstance—why he puts on that front—not to mention her understanding of Neil is honestly a crucial aspect to knowing Charlie. That's something I think gets overlooked ALOT. There aren't many people who can offer both things for him, in fact, I think she's the only one who can. And for her, I think she just wants someone honest, someone who sees her, and actually cares about her beyond a surface level. Someone who TRIES for her. Knox didn't try. Lysander didn't try. I even have my qualms with Chris at times, even just as her friend. But Charlie tried, when he hardly even knew her. And my god does that mean something.

Anyway, that's just my two cents!! I'm just yapping abt them again loll.

(And that song is so real, goddd.)

[masked-and-doomed]

NEW ME NEW INTRO!!

Hello, I'm Kat/Kats (or Yomotsu), welcome!! I am so normal about my boyfriends.

Please feel free to ask me about my OC, UG!! Hell, even cooler if you do it in a roleplay kinda way.

Other places you can find me:

@katsdoodles - art blog/archive.

Discord: thatonekats

👆 just in case. Tumblr explodes. Talk to me if you wanna ig (I am not good at conversing. So. Keep that in mind.)

Ao3: ThatOneKat2

👆 Might as well have it here. I've been more in a writing mood this year.

Twitter: @ThatOneKats

I have a twitter now I fucking guess. A bit of bonus content there (a little bit more of unhinged thoughts) but you're not missing much if you don't go there.

UG RP twt: @LIBRARIAMYLAMB

If you wanna see little bits of UG musing about go there.

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Suspected BPD, have been diagnosed autistic. You may see vent posts. Every now and then. Check the tagging system to block em out.

I am deeply in love and sickly affectionate for my 4 darlings. They're my boyfriends, girlfriends, besties- our relationship? Is uhh whatever man. It's love. It's love.

First two being Yomotsu Hirasaka (pfp), and Takao Hiyama. They are my most intense hyperfixation of 2 years.! They are from Mirai Nikki/Future Diary. An anime/manga which I don't really like.

The next beloved is Pocketcat! He is from Fear and Hunger. He's. A silly :) There's so much intrigue of him aaaghhh ough he is so sad.

Last one !! Faust. From Guilty Gear. He's a. He's somebody. Got him on Valentine's Day. He makes me a different kind of ill. Alas, this doctor cannot cure me.

They're 💙 just like me fr. I love them. URL is them btw. Masked men, doomed.

(comfortable with sharing and gushing together with everyone. I don't mind if you send or @ me in stuff that has Faust shipped with someone, (I like appreciating art of Faust in any form :] ) just know I'm uncomfy with all (canon x canon) Faust ships except Happy Chaos, meaning that I won't talk about them (eg., fau.slayer) together.)

I am. Also obsessed with my lambs as well. (The Conclave, consisting of Axus, Libraria, Baldias, and Chronus) They mean a lot to me. I wish to give them happiness they didn't have the time nor place for. You will see me reblog lambs and tag it as them. Feel free to send me lamb pictures, effectively beaming Conclave to me.

NOTE! I do sometimes post about needing my darlings to kill themselves, or wish great harm upon them. I will not always have positive things to say about them. I am a hater as much as I am a lover. (Not the "I want him dead" (lovingly) (though I do have sadism and would enjoy killing them for the fun of it), I have genuine hatred towards them all (Excluding Libraria) and I loathe their existence.

(if I had to guess, this is the bpd doing its thing)

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Yayaya tagging system time!

#ah rambling - general yapping tag

#[MN/funger] rambling - ramblings of MN or funger

#[MN/funger] bangers - memes/shitposts of that fandom

#oc time - posts about the little OCs I have (currently empty. DW about it)

#unnamed girlie - posts about my self insert. (UG for short)

#UG spoilers - in case you wanna go through the UG tag but not be spoiled about the endings and such.

#guy in my head - headcanon posts

#doodle tag - stuff not high effort enough to put into my art blog goes here

#reblog moment - reblogs! So you can filter them out

#lovesick - yandere / obsessive behaviour

#gatito - kitty tag.

#belalang beloveds - grasshopper tag. Belalang is grasshopper in Malay :)

#art save - images I wanna draw (typically memes I wanna draw with my guys)

#art reference material - reblogs of posts with helpful art stuff

#general reference material - reblogs of posts with whatever that isn't art. Not really 'general' perse but I don't have another word

#epic meowtual art - art by the meowtuals!

#ask game - reblogs of ask game posts

#ask game answer - answers to asks abt the ask game

#hello asker - ask tag

#tag game - reblog of posts that are meant to have you tag other ppl to continue the chain

#negative. And #/negative are used for vent posts. Make those sometimes.

#hxrny aroace on main - (mind the x) epic posts where I feel feelings for some characters (carnally)

#fanfic shit idfk - when I post about my fanfiction. (Used to be for talking abt fanfic I'm reading, older posts like that still have this tag)

#girl what you on?? - posts where I'm in some sort of delirium, talking to my beloveds. And being ill about them.

#shit I send to fictional guy - posts I'd send to fictional characters. Will prob have their name tagged too.

#unnamed oc core - wow it's just like him fr. Many things will be tagged this btw. They are not okay. (Same person as UG jsyk)

#pocketkitty - for posts I don't want in the pocket.cat tag or reblogging posts that are like pocket.cat. (only applies to him everyone else gets tagged with their name in posts that are like them)

#robot nephew - similar to pocketkitty just that it's. Mr robo.t K.y

#silly doctor man - I fell into gui.lty g.ear and now I'm in love with this bozo. When I don't want it to be in the main tag. Yes like pocketkitty and robo bo.

#mister omelette - guy that asks which came first the chicken or the egg. Answers himself, it's omelette.

#mask quartet - fucking stupid masked bitches trying to save humanity gone wrong

#spoon cloak - that fucking mantis that I hate

Liveblog tags:

Guilty gear: #pride in my gears: sign, #pride in my gears: rev, #pride in my gears: overture, #pride in my gears: strive

Bleach anime: #not drinking bleach (from Arrancar arc and onwards)

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Tag me in stuff you think I like!! I don't mind! Or like tag games.

There's also a side blog. For degenerate thoughts of mine. If you want it just give a DM ig. (On the harder and disturbing side of kinks though, so warning) (also sometimes post my own drawn pornography there)

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Pictures i want here

(This applies mostly to Faust. Sorry not sorry Faust. I will give you the worst horrors.)

(This is me any time someone mentions Conclave. I wish I could say I was exaggerating. I'll just say that Conclave has spiked my libido and I've been the fastest to draw suggestive art of them and write smut of them than of any other character I've fallen in love with. I need them carnally. And I tell you, it is a need.)

(Sure yeah blinky. Conclave. My beloveds.)

[number1-hera-defender]

New bit of writing with Perses and Asteria

Perses woke up again, his back and arms ached and cramped. The screams sounded louder than usual, he sighed, rubbing his head, a headache already coming on. He could hear Mnemosyne crying out in agony before Iapetus joined her. His heart ached with the knowledge his family was being tortured and he was powerless to do anything. “Anipsiós.” He heard Ceto gasp, she was held in boiling water, it was both burning her and keeping her alive. “Yes, aunt?” Perses called back, walking as close to the bars as his chains would allow him which wasn’t far, but she could see him. “Tell me a story, please.” She whispered hoarsely, she would try to distract herself from her pain by listening to stories. “Oh, okay… what kind of story?” He asked as he sat down, tugging on the chains. “Any,” she coughed, straining her neck to look at him. “I’m not picky right now.” “Right then, how about an old one, maybe a fable about Horkos?” He asked, he heard his aunt give a weak hum of agreement. He told a short story, one he had heard from Eris many years ago, the boy had heard of a man swearing a false oath and apparently he had dragged the man by the hair, though he made other parts up due to his hazy memory, another side effect of this hell he called a prison. “Hah,” Ceto laughed weakly, “gods always find loopholes in everything.” “Yeah, I guess they do.” He hums, “do you think we’ll ever get out of here?” “…I don’t wish to give you false hope, my dear.” She coughed, “maybe Hades will finally take mercy-” “Enough yapping you two!” Alecto yelled, stomping her foot as she walked up to Perses’ cell, holding a bucket of… something, her two sisters behind her with evil grins, he took some steps back. Watching as they opened the cell. “Hope you’re hungry.” Megaera smiled as she as she and Tisiphone grabbed his arms and forced his mouth open, while Alecto grabbed a bit of rotting flesh from the bucket and forcing it down his throat, he gagged instantly, trying to throw it up but they held his mouth close, before finally letting him spew on the floor, bile burning his throat as tears streamed down his cheek. Alecto, Megaera, and Tisiphone all laughed at him, he felt Megaera and Tisiphone grab his arms once more forcing his mouth open while Alecto grabbed more of the rotten flesh. But a sudden blow of wind entered and the shadowy figure of Deimos loomed over all 4 of them, his eyes the only thing showing from behind his cloak. “Deimos? What are you doing here?” Megaera asked, releasing Perses but slamming her heel into his back, making him cry out in pain and keeping him pinned to the floor. “Asteria and Leto are coming here to see Perses.” He warned, his voice was cold and hoarse, a shiver went up Perses’ spine at the sound of it. “What?!” All three of the goddesses yelled out in confusion, while Perses was filled with hope at the news he’d get to see his wife again. “You cannot let her do that!” Tisiphone cried in anger, speaking in a shrill tone that made everyone flinch. “Yeah! Her sister is a damn psycho!” Alecto nodded, the rotting flesh still in her hand, but she dropped after Deimos gave her glare, and she just threw it away and rolled her eyes, wiping her bloody hand on what was left of Perses shirt. “Hey!” He snapped, and Alecto just scowled at him,  he felt all the anger in her look and knew better than to try to pick a fight, so he looked away, hearing her huff in amusement when he did. “They managed to convince Hades to allow Asteria to see him, but only once.” He explained, with just made Perses all the happy and he had to look down to hide his smile, he knew the Furies would give him hell if they saw him happy. “Well, when will there be here?” Megaera grumbled, crossing her arms. “Soon.” He shrugged and disappeared, which caused more outcry from the 3 women, while Perses went back to spacing out, thinking about his darling wife, the thought of seeing her, holding her again making him feel so happy.

[kamiversee]

AAA okay thoughts, why do I feel like there's so much HINTS dropped in this chapter but my smooth brain isn't picking up on much?? well ill just let other theorists pull it out for me :D maybe it'll show to me in a dream tonight or something

Geto is a WHOLE menace but idk who he's even rooting for anymore, as you said he has been on the fence for this whole thing but he betted for us and Choso but also made the situation chaotic for Gojo, it's weird but he did say it will be a win-win no matter what (idk what that means hopefully it's not a win-win for Gojo as well) but I mean he did kinda make it better?? Reader wouldn't be able to tell some truth to Choso because she would hate to hurt him. Maybe Sugu deserves a pat on the head, that's it

Also Gojo is so hot like i know he's being a bit of a pervert this chapter but GOD his neediness, gotta get some of that lanky D- 🧍‍♀️ anyways as much as i love him, i cannot deal with him still lying to us. I can't believe he's been pining for THREE WHOLE YEARS 🗣️ stop being a coward gojo look what uve done

I JUST realized you meant a motorcycle for Yuki cause I was thinking like JUST A BIKE LMFAO and then i realized that one episode where Yuki appeared for the first time and it all made so much sense to me now

This is genuinely the calm before the storm because the reader is still SOMEHOW on the fence about Gojo and Choso so im kinda scared what will happen once she meets Gojo to burn the journal now that she's looking to make it official with Choso (I don't wanna hurt Choso anymore pls his poor heart :()

Appreciation for my favourite author because this chapter was a masterpiece like the previous chapters! I love how there's still tension in the air even if it SEEMS resolved, I love feeling on edge like something will break the seemingly almost perfect happy ending.

Also pls do not be like a mappa animator, rest when you need to 🙏🙏🙏 Burnout is NOT fun and ignore the anons who wanna rush you, there's not a lot of authors who pump out chapter after chapter every single day and YOU are a blessing. The real ones will always wait, we know how life gets :D so pls eat, drink, sleep well, and feel the amazing summer sun coming.

Slight yap ><

1. The hints dropped have actually been pretty mild recently ^.^

2. See? Someone gets that Suguru was looking out for both the reader & Gojo, either way he’d have a way of explaining himself for bringing up Sukuna 🤷‍♀️

3. Hey he wasn’t pining for three years perse, just talking about the reader >< Maybe we’ll get more lore on that another day tho…

4. HELP I MEANT MOTORCYCLE YES

5. I love how everyone’s still tense even tho nothing crazy is about to happen fr 😅

6. IM TRYING NOT TO BE A MAPPA EMPLOYEE BUT I GOT THE DRUGS & SOME PPL ARE ADDICTS APPARENTLY😭🙏

Anywho, ty for the appreciation ^.^ I’ll make sure to take care of myself dw!! <33

[vengefulvermin]

TY FOR THE TAG!!! slight yap ahead (?)

last song:

favourite colour: yall... you're never going to believe this

currently watching: Beserk the anime

last movie: the devil and daniel mouse by Nelvana!! it's an awesome beautiful piece of animation and a great testament to the time it was released, 20 minutes long AND free on youtube!!

sweet/spicy/savoury: SWEET. although i worry if i have american candy i will explode... ONE DAY. AMERICA YOU BETTA WATCH OUT IT'S OVER FOR YOUR PANTRIES ❗❗

relationship status: never held hands ☹️

current obsessions: call me strange but the LITERAL PASSAGE OF TIME ITSELF. especially in relation to musical development. every happening that is bestowed upon me likewise is an occurrence to someone else who came before myself. there are parallels EVERYWHERE. right now as general western society musically progresses we are going through the age of hip-hop and rap genres. the contemporary releases as of late are not my favorite perse, and i yearn to have been there in the age of like, new wave music. but i wonder if there was a british kid out there in the 80s crying over how they missed out on skiffle™ or something

in other words..... i like Old Music

last thing i googled: where can you find hoggle (actually i'm so fr rn.... i forgot where he was in alabama)

*People I want to get to know better

last song: Bang Bang You're Dead - Dirty Pretty Things (I can't stop listening to this song)

favourite colour: Oooh this is a hard one. I look amazing in red but all my stuff at home is either pastel pink or lavender!!!

currently watching: I recently started watching Neon Genesis Evangelion after being hounded by @bravely-first and I'm really enjoying it so far! It's my first anime in 13 years. The last one I watched was Shiki back in 2011 (which is hands down my fav anime of all time alongside Cowboy Bebop).

last movie: I can't remember the last film I watched but knowing me it was probably a horror film.

sweet/spicy/savoury: Spicyyyyyy (always)

relationship status: Finally single!!!!

current obsessions: OMGGG Anyone who knows me irl knows my current hyper fixation is Silent Hill (SPECIFICALLY MR JAMES SUNDERBUTT). I think I might actually implode when the remake comes out in October ifnekffkjcfnk I'm trying to think of any other obsessions I have atm but I'm literally so deep into Silent Hill, I haven't really been engaging with any of my other fandoms (except for LOTR)!

last thing i googled: Grond (I was out with some friends and we started talking about LOTR and I forgot which movie Grond was in) THANKS FOR THE TAG BB @moogleterra

I'm going to tag @crimson-synths, @the-bogginses-are-gay, @spinnenpfote6, @petrichorblue94, @bravely-first, @wastelockwoes, @pinedemon, @yumesei, @master-gatherer

[revengeworld]

Meat V

Werewolf! Flip x Reader - Medieval AU

Word Count: +3.100

Warnings: SMUT - Still hate writing it :B

AN: This  will be a six Part series. It has nothing to do with the movie and is a  complete medieval AU with it’s own lore about werewolfs. I thought it  might be an interesting turn on it :>

MY MASTERLIST ♥

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The day before the Full Moon ritual the mother of the gang of pups returned and for once their hut was silent again. Flip needed to admit that he actually had enjoyed the days while they had been visiting but he was also excited to share some privacy with his human again.

Tomorrow he would finally be in his own human form again, a form were he wouldn’t be able to harm her, be able to show her how much he adored her. Kiss her, cherish her and love her how she deserved.

And still, he wasn’t even sure if she would want that.

Since Flip had told her what he was feeling for her, none of them had ever mentioned it again.

But at least her behaviour towards him hadn’t changed, he thought to himself while he had buried his snout against her chest, while she calmingly brushed with one hand over his head while they were sitting outside the hut, enjoying the few rays of sunshine that were shining through the opening in the cave ceiling.

“I will have to go soon. I should make sure if it was true if they want us there at the ceremony.” 

If it really was true, Flip found it a cruel way to show their dominance over Y/N who would endure a slaughter of one of her own people.

“Would it be alright if I would join you? I would like to talk to them myself.”

“I don’t think they would have anything against that, but why?”

“I’ve been thinking about it since I've been living with you, but maybe there is a way which would benefit both your and my people…. I.. I’m not sure if they will like it, but it would at  least be worth a try right?”

Slowly lifting his head, he looked closely at her hopeful expression and softly licked over her lips.

“They will at least listen to your request and who knows, maybe they will listen to it. I could.”

“Then… could you ask the wolf whose turn it is to come as well?”

Raising his brows, he found it a bit odd but soon shrugged with his shoulders. It couldn’t hurt to try. “I will let them know.” reluctantly he escaped Y/Ns warm embrace to stand on the edge of the cliff that dropped down to the edge of town.

When Flip let out a loud howl, Y/N quickly laid her hands over her ears and waited until her beasts booming call stopped and she slowly walked towards him.

Stretching out her arms, she soon felt Flips strong ones wrapping around her waist before he carefully pulled her into a hug.

With a relaxed sigh, she rested her head against his broad chest while they waited for an answer that soon came echoing from the other edge of the wolf town.

“All of them will be waiting for us.” he translated the howled answer to his love before he nudged her with his snout.

“Well, then we shouldn’t keep them waiting.” she smiled up at him, even though he noticed the nervous tone in her voice.

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Standing in front of the three elder wolves, Y/N tried to hide the trembling of her hand while she was clutching at the cloth of her red cloak.

“We heard of the selfless deed you did for our pack to look after our youngest. We like to thank you for that.”  one of the elders spoke and a shiver ran down Y/Ns spine than it was an even deeper voice than Flips. It was frightening but also fascinating how much their wolf forms distorted the voices they had in human forms.

“It was a pleasure to look after them.” Y/N slightly bowed to acknowledge their words of gratitude.

“It is good to see that you are welcoming to our kind as much as we are accepted of you.” another spoke, this time it was a women’s voice, Y/N noticed.

“Which shows that humans and wolves could work together.” Flip suddenly joined the conversation and she could feel her beasts paw on her lower back, knowing that he wanted to support and calm her.

“In a way. But that was to be expected since she is a part of our pack now since you decided to even mark her with your sigil. Making her a member of your own bloodline. It was a clever move, even if she would stay blinded.”

“I didn’t know! It was to-” he could feel Y/Ns hand suddenly hold onto his and with a sigh, he gently tightened his grip.

“But it still proves that even a human could live among us in peace! Even if she is one of our pack, she still stays human just like we turn into ones when the full moon stands at his highest point.”

“What is the point you try to prove with your statement?”

“That the sacrifices could be much more benefitting to both sides.” before Flip could answer Y/N had already stated the mayor point why she came with him.

“And how is that, human?” Flip watched in surprise while the elders made themselves more comfortable, which meant they were actually intending to listen to her.

“I … would like to wait until-” but she didn’t came any further since another wolf marched into the cave with wet footsteps that were echoing from the stone walls.

“What did I miss?”

“The human, Y/N, seems to have an interesting proposition to make. Which would involve your choosing before the ritual.”

“Oh? So, the little tidbit has something to say?”

“You better choose your words more wisely.” Flip instantly growled at the other. He wouldn’t let anyone from the pack show his human any disrespect.

“Or what, Flip? Don’t you call her ‘meat’? You should think of a better nickname then yourself.” the wolf sat down right next to Y/N and she could feel his breath fan against her skin while he took a whiff from her.

“So, start yapping little maiden. I have a village I need to be at.”

Y/N was confident and thorough with her explanation about her plan. How there were enough old people in the villages here in the valley that would be welcoming death with open arms in their old age. How they had already fought against the beasts themselves and how it would be smarter to get rid of them first since they knew the truth and how to fight the beasts in the woods. And even though the wolves looked quite interested in her plan, Flip knew exactly that it wasn’t to benefit the wolves perse but to relieve the old and sick from the torment of keeping on living even though they would greet death like an old friend.

“The younger villagers already believe in the tails that gods of the forests are choosing them to bring them to some sort of paradise, they wouldn’t fight against it. I believed those tails as well until I got to know the truth.”

“She has a point.” the wolf next to her yawned. Even though he sounded bored it sounded like he was on her side, which was reassuring to know for Flip. Looking up at the three elders, they were still letting that information sink in before the one with the deepest voice started to nod.

While they whispered to each other, the other wolf stood up. 

“I will accept your method, little maiden. I will be on my way!” he called to the elders and vanished out of the cave.

“We as well, will rethink your method and might rethink out methods.” the elders stated and Y/Ns legs almost gave out under her, then her knees got weak with relief.

Feeling Flips arm around her hip, she started to chuckle before she wrapped her arms around his torso.

“There is something else I like to ask. Abby appeared the day we took in the pups, How did no one notice that she made her way back into the mountain. She lied that you send her to remind us to attend the ritual.”

“She was banished. Of course, we didn’t send her to send a message to you. We will let the Soldiers search for her. And no, you don’t have to attend it, but until the next one we might want to see you there..”

“Thank you, Then we will take our leave.” bowing the slightest, Flip already had his arm around Y/Ns hip before he lifted her up to quickly leave the mountain layer.

He hated it here, all the older wolves who were throwing him accusing glances since he had taken in Y/N. They disagreed with his choice. He knew that from the start and it made him even more aware under which circumstances he finally got to have this wonderful human by his side.

Out of reflex, he nudged with his snout against her cheek to seek comfort and she gently let her hand run over it, which calmed him.

He wanted nothing but the best for her, but was he really the one who could make her happy?

-

Standing in front of a roaring fire, Y/N was humming while she was swinging her pan over the hot flames.

Since they had talked with the elders, she was in a good mood since everything had gone way better than she had ever imagined it would.

But she had also noticed that her beast hadn’t said a word since they had left the depths of the mountain.

“Would you like your meat seasoned for tomorrow?” she called over her shoulder but didn’t get any answer.

Listening closer, she could hear the oh so familiar gnawing while he probably bit down on the same bit of dried meat since he had put it in his mouth.

With a deep sigh, Y/N placed the already hot pan towards the side in the stone oven before she turned around and made her way carefully towards her silent beast.

Suddenly feeling her two small hands on his shoulders he looked down at Y/N who was climbing onto his lap before she cuddled up against his chest.

“You are quiet....” she noted when he gently leaned his head against hers.

“Just thinking.” laying his arm around her waist he took a deep breath.

“Is it because of the Fullmoon Ritual tomorrow? They said we didn’t need to go. So there is no need to worry.” it was the first thing that came to her mind when she had noticed that he wasn’t his usual self.

“It’s… it’s not just about that.”

“What is it about then?” she asked while lifting her head, trying to turn her head to look barely at him.

“It’s about the last one...”

For a moment, her brows furrowed, not being able to place why the last one would have been so important until she realized. It was her ritual. Her sacrifice. The night she was supposed to die before Flip saved her.

“I don’t understand, do you regret-”

“No! I don’t regret that you are with me, but… It is my fault that you are still blind. My fault that you can’t even leave the Forest… This is not what I wanted for you. And the only way is to kill the one who cursed you, so you could finally be free.” he scoffed out of frustration.

Listening to his words, Y/N needed a moment to understand what he was implying. If he would kill the wolf who had placed the curse onto her, he would immediately sign his own death sentence. And he would do it, she could tell by the tone of his voice how serious he was. Her beast really was in love with her but was too blinded by it to see the love she had for him.

“Who said I wanted my sight back?” she suddenly asked, surprised.

“Wha-”

“And who said I don’t have my freedom? The day we scattered my dress at the edge of the forest for my family to find it, I chose to be with you. I want to be here … ”

“But-”

“No, there are no ‘but’s’. I want to be here. So, stop your pouting and tell me what you want to be prepared for dinner tomorrow when you will be human again.” when she wanted to slip from his lap again his arms around her waist tightened so she couldn’t get away from him.

“Stay… we can just do it tomorrow together...” he mumbled pleadingly, scared that she might refuse his request.

With a soft smile, she lifted her arms back up to wrap them around his neck.

“I’m not leaving you. I Promise.”

-

The next evening, Flip was quietly sitting on his chair, watching Y/N while her hands worked on the dough for the meat pastries that she wanted to prepare for when he would turn human for a day again.

Taking a relaxed and deep breath he leaned his head on his paw while he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He would watch her for hours if he could but he already noticed that little smirk on the corner of her lips.

“You’re staring again.” she hummed, sweetly.

“Noo~.” he said innocently before he let out a long yawn which ended into a little yelp, his ears twitching slightly.

The howling had started, the sign that the Full Moon RItual would begin soon.

“Wh...What’s happening?” Y/N asked scared and Flip leaned over the table to nudge her head.

“The ritual has started. No need to worry.” he reassured her while he started to nibble on her ear and she quickly pulled her head away with a chuckle.

“Perfect timing then.” forming the dough into a ball she laid it into one of the clay bowls and laid a piece of cloth over it.

“Mhmm, what are you doing? Don’t you have to make the pastries?” he asked, a bit disappointed but she only smiled at him.

“No, the dough needs to rise. I know you never actually saw how I did them and only ate them, but they need a bit of time.” suddenly cupping his snout, she pressed a gentle kiss on its side before he let out an excited howl and started to lick her face.

Trying to avoid his attack of kisses she quickly laid her hands on his snout to softly press it down so he would listen to her next words.

“So, since we won’t be going to the ritual… Can we go to the hot springs again?” Y/N asked sweetly and how he could say no to that pleading expression.

Even though he wasn’t really in the mood, he nodded the slightest and again he heard that lovely chuckle of hers which was melting his heart.

“Let me gather our stuff then.” he offered, while she clapped her hands together with a giggle. Maybe it was just his imagination, but while he had packed her cloak and some clothes for both of them and even now when they were walking together on the stony path, her heart was beating fast with excitement this entire time.

Glancing down at his arm where she was cuddled up against, it seemed like she had a constant smile on her lips, even her expression seemed flustered. Was he missing something? Was today a special day, besides the Full Moon ritual? He really couldn’t place why he was in such a nervous and giddy mood.

While Flip placed down their bags, Y/N was occupied with loosening the string in the front of her dress.

Calmly watching her, the beast suddenly felt that familiar sting in his heart. Clutching his chest, he was thrown on his knees by the amount of pain he was feeling right now. It was worse than normal, which made him anxious that something might be wrong. Digging with his claws into the dirt under him they soon turned into fingers while he tried to endure and manage his breaths. His growling and yelping soon turned into strained breathing and groaning until it was as suddenly over as it had appeared.

Quickly lifting his head to make sure that Y/N was safe, his eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of him.

Y/N had already entered one of the big pools of the hot spring, her body completely naked and exposed while she had her back still turned towards him. He watched while she let her fingertips run through the hot water that was around her hip.

Without wasting another moment, Flip pushed himself off the ground and she could soon hear his hectic footsteps wading through the water to reach her.

As soon as she turned around to him, she could feel his rough human hands cupping her face before his plum lips gently laid against her smiling ones.

Finally, she thought, he must’ve realised that her feelings were the same as his. She was giving herself over to her beast, completely.

Softly grabbing onto his wrists, Y/N just as eagerly returned his kiss and pressed her body closer against his.

It didn’t take long that Flip finally lost his patience, his body had ached for her for so long that he didn’t want to wait another moment if she would accept.

“Y/N… ” desperately whispering her name, he gently leaned his forehead against hers.

“It’s okay, my loving beast.” she reassured his unspoken words and softly rested her hand against the side of his face.

Before she could even say another word, Flip had already sealed her lips with his again and tightly wrapped his arm around her waist to pick her up. Laying her arms around his neck, her legs had already found a hold on each side of his hip, neither of them being able to stop their hunger for the other.

Carefully making his way back to the edge of the hot spring, Flip gently laid Y/N on the stony ground, letting his lips explore her feverish warm skin, trailing over her neck and collarbone.

Soon she was mewling under him, one hand buried into his black locks while the other was holding onto his big one. His raspy breath was fanning against her ear before he dug his teeth softly into her neck. Nibbling on her hot flesh while he thrusted his hip into hers with more force.

He felt her fingers grabbing his hair tighter and her nails digging into the skin of the back of his hand before she whimpered the words he so desperately had wanted to hear from her.

“Flip, I love you ...”

“I love you too, my precious little human.” he whispered against her lips.

[oh-theatre]

Sycamore High: To Thine Own Self (Chapter 24)

A/N: Anyway Idk what I'm doing sorry. I also love Bonnie and she's so cute, bichon frise’s are SO cute. But yay! We know a Lil more about our hot choco boy :))

summary: Ted rushes after a concerning text

words: 1,971

warnings: Swearing, homophobia, homophobic slurs, bleeding, violence

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Ted was sure of one thing when he got that message, he was definitely about to commit murder. Ok well, not murder perse but if Billy even breathed in the same direction as Tommy, Ted might literally punch him.

“Stop!” He shouted causing Chad to hit the breaks. He turned eyes wide extremely disappointed. Ted shrinks mumbling. “Sorry” he shakes his head shoving his phone into Chads face “We have to go back, please” He begged, he didn't have to Chad was already turning the car around. They drove fast but still careful. They hadn't been too far from the school so they had made it quickly.

Not quickly enough

“Billy please leave me alone!” Tommy shrieked as Billy cornered him, tracing his bony fingers over Tommy, he tried so hard to push him off but his hands just wouldn't move. Billy's friend surrounded him too until suddenly he fell back into the curtain collapsing onto the stage floor. “Ow…” He mumbled to himself. Billy laughed he grabbed Tommy pulling him up, digging his nails into his arms. Tommy struggled trying to pull away but two of Billy's friends planted him in place practically shoving him into the ground.

“Little baby gonna cry?” Billy spat, a justified remark seeing as Tommy could feel the tears burning his cheeks. He swallowed, just hold on. “You really think that I'm going to let you walk around school all happy to be a fucking queer? Mistake one, thinking you can do anything without my permission. From now on anytime you think of being happy holding that fucking weirdo's hand-” Ted oh god, that was it for Tommy. He shoved Billy away, hearing an umph sound.

“Don't you dare talk about him” Tommy felt himself light up, he could feel his eyes burning but for a different reason. Billy cracked his knuckles and approached one more time. He landed a punch, knocking Tommy's glasses off, he felt his nose explode with pain. He kept landing more until Tommy was seeing red. He fought back kicking up until feeling himself land a painful kick, street smarts.

(If he ever got out of this with enough joy left in him, Tommy was going to have to thank Ted and Paul for introducing John Mulaney)

“You're going to pay for that” Billy announced, Tommy couldn't see much through his blurriness but he could hear the door swinging open. He struggled to stay standing.

“No, you're going to pay for that” Professor Chad's voice rang out through the theatre. Tommy exhaled feeling relieved. If Ted wasn't so worried, he would have complimented Chads entrance line.

“Get away from him” Ted's voice was fierce, it was closer, Ted blinked his eyes open seeing the silhouette of another figure. Tommy choked back sobs. He collapsed to the floor, frantically searching for his glasses. He cried every move he made, he couldn't hear what was happening anymore but a ringing in his ears. He felt something wrap around him cradling him, he blinked once more but couldn't see anything. Another figure placed his glasses on his face, he rubbed his eyes opening them to see clearer. He saw professor Chad kneeling in front of him, pity seeped from his eyes. He dared look up to be met with Ted who wasn't looking at him but was holding him, burying his face in Tommy's hair. He let himself feels Ted's heartbeat, mimicking it himself. He tried, he really did, to listen to what Chad was saying but he couldn't, he was focused on Ted and he grasping Ted's arms that were wrapped around him. He watched from the slit of his eyes as Chad said something to him before standing up taking a phone call.

“Hey” A soft whisper muffled into his hair, Tommy felt a flutter in his heart, he clutched a little tighter, why was he breathing so heavy? “I'm so sorry…” Ted whispered again, Tommy shook his head, he couldn't speak but he tried. He buried himself further, Ted took him. “I'm so sorry” He repeated, “Are you ok?”Tommy took a deep breath before sitting up a little, he held his nose but revealed the blood dripping from his nose. Ted's eyes go wide before he turns to Chad.

~~~

Ted didn't let go the entire time, he didn't let go getting to the car, he didn't let go in the car, he didn't let go at the hospital and he didn't let go as the doctors fixed up Tommy's nose. No matter what Ted had his arm, or hand connected somehow to Tommy. And he didn't mind, he was scared, and tired and having that touch to Ted was everything. So he sat waiting as the doctors talk to Chad as he held onto Ted's hand. He didn't look at him but he felt his eyes droop.

“Tommy, should we call your parents?” Chad asked as the doctor waved goodbye. He was kneeling slightly as he talked. Tommy shook his head violently, he really didn't want to see them right now in his state. Hah, not that they were in the State, He thought. “Ok...ok” He sighed looking around “Um, let's get you to our house then,” Chad said, Ted nodded encouragingly, Tommy didn't care he just wanted to sleep. Ted moved on to the patient's bed noticing Tommy's sleepy state, he let him lean into him falling asleep.

~~~

“I know it's against the rules-”

“And not to mention illegal love” Chad added

“But I would really like to kill Billy” Henry finished whispering as he watched Tommy nuzzle into Ted, sleeping away on the couch. Chad nodded approvingly, he sighed tiredly. It had been a long day. “God, can you imagine what he would have done, had you not stepped in?” Henry felt baffled

“I'd rather not” Chad yawned, his voice firm.

“Can you take me home?” Tommy interjected, he was sitting up now. The professors couldn't see it but Ted was holding his hand tightly as they sat. He looked disappointed but was clearly trying to support Tommy. Chad and Henry glanced at each other raising their eyebrows.

“Are you sure?” Chad asked concern riddled across his face “But you sai-

“I don't want to call my parents...but I'd like to go home” Tommy explained hoping they would understand. So they said nothing more, Chad, Henry and Ted accompanied Tommy home. Ted walked him to the front, helping him as he fumbled with his keys. “Guess you can say you finally dropped me off” Tommy teased sadly as he unlocked the door “Not the best date but…” Ted chuckled softly. They stared for a while, Tommy could read Ted's face. “I'm ok dearest, I'm just tired and would like to be...alone for a while” He managed, his ability to speak returning comfortably. Ted nodded as he took Tommy's hands.

“I'm so sorry about tonight” Ted wouldn't meet Tommy's eyes, he didn't need to see him cry. He pulled him into a careful hug, Tommy accepted gratefully. “Goodnight Tommy,” Ted said softly into his ear, Tommy smiled as they pulled away. There was more he wanted to say but didn't know if he should, so after a silent moment, Ted walked back to the car. Tommy entered his house awaiting the certain ambush of a certain bichon frise.

“Bonnie!” Tommy exclaimed feeling excited for the first time that day. The little puffball came running towards him as he kneeled to meet her. She bounced on him smothering him with slobbery wet kisses nuzzled herself into him. He stands securing the dog in his arms turning on the main light in the house. The brightness invites him upstairs to his room where he carefully deposits his things and lays comfortably on his bed, that has the same red covers and blue paint chipping away on it,  cuddling with Bonnie. Bonnie, whos more than happy to see Tommy, bounces around the bed yapping sweetly as if telling Tommy about her day. Tommy listens as he opens up his laptop looking for a good show to watch, he just wants a distraction.

~~~

The morning came soon enough with both parties involved not recollecting the events of last night for a sweet few minutes of exhausted awakenings. But once the coffee hit, and the morning light bled into the homes, it was inevitable. Bonnie scurried up onto Tommy's bed where he laid still in his attire from the previous night. His glasses fall crooked on his face, and his computer leans on him, the screen dark but open. Tommy feels a cold, wet, flickering movement on his face, he giggles softly as his eyes open painfully. He moves his hand over Bonnie, petting her fluff. He yawns sitting up he grabs his phone checking for any important updates.

Dearest

I really got to change that, Tommy thinks as he opens the chat.

Ted: Hey gumdrop, I just wanted to check-in

Tommy could feel his heart pump louder, Bonnie bounced around more clearly sensing his mood. Or maybe not. He sighed closing the message. He felt a small pit in his stomach as he ignored the message. He moved onto the next one.

Bubbles

Charlotte: Hey! Just wanted to ask if you had any idea about the rehearsal schedule?

Tommy scrunched his brows, making a mental note to check the timestamps of the messages. And to check his phone more often.

Charlotte: Nevermind, found it! :)

He read the last one sent feeling the pit grow bigger.

Charlotte: I heard about you and Ted, are you alright?

He closed out once more, trying to ignore the guilty sensation in his stomach. He checked the last messages.

Mama

Mama: Tommy, how many times must I tell you not to text me during work hours.

Oh, Tommy thinks, guess she finally saw my text. Tommy doesn't know why he bothered after his fight with Ted, his mother couldn't care less, nor would she even acknowledge that Ted was an important part of his life. He scoffs closing his phone and getting up making his way downstairs followed by a very excited Bonnie. He sludged tired through the kitchen grabbing his hot chocolate packs, starting to boil some water. As he waited he grabbed the last of the dog food feeding a very persistent Bonnie. He ruffled her fur sweetly turning back to his own ‘breakfast’ if you could even call it that. As he moved around the kitchen he begins humming softly, mumbling the words lazily.

“Why did I wander so far...from the man that the two of you knew I could be? I lost sight of all that mattered somehow...I did not see it then, but I see it now...I just didn't think I had it in me. So I made it harder than it had to be. Should've followed my heart, should've listened to you” He yawns, deciding to return to the previous verse as his phone goes bright showcasing his background. He smiles fondly remembering the day Ted and Tommy took the silly picture. The two of them, making silly faces, Simple, but he loved it. Bonnie finishes, planting herself at Tommy's feet. “Sure as the day follows the night, sure as the sky turns to blue” He sings, his voice raspy but still carries somewhat. “This much I know, this much is true…Above all else in whatever you do,” he pauses pondering

“You really think that I'm going to let you walk around school all happy to be a fucking queer?”

“This was stupid and we’ve just been pretending!”

“Son, it's just a phase”

“We will get you the help you need when we get back from our trip?”

“Such a disappointment”

“I love you”

“To thine own self...be true” He practically whispers the last part

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[dreamsaredarkening]

... Perse. we need to find Lux before Malum claims him again. *they don't touch, dropping their hand- and making certain the pendant they'd picked up was extra secure, tying it more tightly with the bits of silver. who knew that a bad habit of pulling at thread would come in handy... even if they still don't know what it is.* need to help Lux, get him back to Navy and Cor. *their gaze turns to Finder, then her.* -get back to your Cor what was taken. we all want this, right?

Perse let out a low rumble, her eyes flickering a soft aqua color upon the mention of Cor. She leans down to gently nudge them before biting at their hood, gingerly bringing them up and onto her back next to Finder. The pup lets out a short yap; their eyes shining. She turns towards a direction before tensing, bounding forward with the same speed the younger one tends to show.

..off to find Lux it is.

[dionysism]

do u want to rant abt theseus or any greek hero with various perceptions here ??

why yes! i certainly do!

okay theseus. this is my personal thoughts on him and it's not all based in mythos (some is but i definitely derail from it a bit with him i just Love to spin him around in my brain) and some of it does happen to line up with how the hades game characterized him which is funny and so personally catering to me but i'm not necessarily referring to his hades counterpart. but you could certainly read it in relation to him if you wanted!

i think theseus is really interesting and part of this comes from him having varying mythos from various accounts that all have their own take on him. some are sympathetic towards him (forced by dionysus to leave ariadne behind & he was so distraught that's what caused him to forget to change his sails) while others paint him in a less kind light (he just ditched her) and sometimes he's kind of stupid (going into the underworld with his best friend thinking they could capture persephone for the best friend to marry) and yet he's also very clever (out-witting and reversering the tatics onto his enemies in his six labors) so he's really fun to play with as a character because there's a lot you can do with him without really being "wrong" because it just depends on what you're pulling from & he has a lot. someone else mentioned it before in my tags and it's something i also find neat about him and it's that he's there for other hereos at their lowest (when herakles kills megara & the kids and his kindness to oedipus when everyone else is afraid his mere presence will curse them by proxy)

an interpretation of him i've always had (and i say interpretation because there isn't really anything that says theseus' confidence is a front in antiquity) is that he is secretly insecure and just overcompensates by acting very confident. and it's not to say that his insecurity has any real basis, with the six labors, the minotaur, divine parentage and so forth, he obviously is very successful and a great warrior. but you know. he had to earn it. he grew up in his mother's village and it wasn't until he moved the rock and claimed his father's sword & sandals and went to athens that he got his birth right. and his dad almost let him get poisoned until he recognized said sandals and sword 😭 and not long after that off to serve the city and slay the minotaur and it's like this post which is more about hades theseus but a good point and relevant he is the savior (and in many ways the mascot) of athens and poseidon is his parent too and i feel like all together this could add up to an extreme unwillingness to ever fail at anything ever. for god child theseus to fail is for athens to fail, and, you wouldn't want athens to fail, would you? of course not. i mean even the six labors. he didn't have to do that. he could have gone the quick & safe route by sea, and i mean yeah, obviously he didn't because this is greek mythology and there's no myth if he takes the easy path but it's also interesting to think about in the light of him needing to prove himself. and also, i think, he's a bit of an adrenaline junkie. like really enjoys the thrill of battle. maybe a little too much. like he's kind of a freak. i imagine a variation of him where the minotaur fight, with his bare hands (my fav depiction) was the most exciting experience of his life & he genuinely enjoyed the fight.

and him and ariadne. oh i love all kinds of varying takes and accounts and interpretations of them. theseus and ariadne are so fun. i mean really, any way you spin it (spin it.. like thread..). deceitful cunning theseus who feigns love for aid and leaves her behind once he gets what he needed. and yet, even then, he still took her with him. could've left her there in crete to face her treachery, if he cared so little, but he allowed her to flee with him. interesting! or perhaps, no, he did love her, perhaps more than anyone ever again, but a god had set his sights on her and so theseus had to let her go. and so stricken with grief was he that he forgot to change his sails, and well, how fitting, because he said he would change them if he was victorious, and was he? or even a ulysses dies at dawn type spin on them: neither of them care for the other at all! her using him purely as pr, "look how i've aided the hero in slaying the monster! and we're going to get married!" and him, "why, yes, of course i love you, and of course everyone will know we did it together!" only to spin around, take all the credit, and scorn her. (if you can't tell from my other posts i love udad theseus & ariadne lol) there's even one account he forgot her on naxos totally on accident and by the time he got back dionysus had already married her. which is just so?:$/?/ how do you forget to pack your fiancé 😭😭 i also like a take where he did love her, yes, but going back to that insecurity and unwillingness to fail i think he would be the type of person that would overthink things, assume you're going to leave him, and immediate respond by trying to save face and pride by leaving you first. i could see him on naxos in a moment of weakness and doubt thinking love gives her too much power over him and leaving her before she could hurt him. which, had they worked out, i don't think she ever would have. but i do like her with dionysus better anyway :P but ultimately no matter the variation i do believe theseus loved ariadne. even when he left her without divine influence, even in variations where it's despite himself. but i don't think they were meant to be.

and phaedra, oh god. he really did love phaedra. "how I long for it! long to lie dead. robbed as i am of the world of your love. your death is my death." & "you left me, you left, beloved one, finest of women seen by the light of the sun, or the starfaced night." (anne carson hippolytus trans) like i'm actually sick... robbed as i am of the world of your love are you kidding me. i think theseus is capable of so much love despite how many people think he's an asshole of a character. and i won't argue that he isn't also an asshole. because i mean yeah. but the love is there and i think you should know the love is there! theseus and phaedra. theseus "stain my clothes with the blood of your children i don't care i'm your friend." (paraphrased anne carson's herakles trans) theseus "never, i tell you, i will never shrink from a stranger, lost as you are now, or fail to lend a hand and save a life." (fagles oedipus at colonus trans) theseus "hateful to me is a gratitude that grows old. a friend who enjoys your prosperity but refuses to sail with your grief." (anne carson herakles trans) i mean i just. god. he's such a character to me.

but yeah tl:dr the theseus in my brain is a kind of insecure, overcompensating with over confidence, borderline adrenaline junkie that's ever endlessly proving he is The Great Theseus they all perceive him to be and gripping to this perception like a life line. if i am not the greatest i am nothing etc etc you get me. i think he can be selfish & an asshole but he is also full of love and proves this in how hes shown with phaedra, herakles, oedipus and, depending on your variation, ariadne. and again i definitely stray a little from mythos with my perception of him but it has its roots

& since you said "or any greek hero" i was also going to prattle off about my fav of all favs, odysseus, but this was wayyyyy longer than i intended it to be so i think i'm just gonna let theseus have this one for himself 😭

[dreamsaredarkening]

*familiar... and, welcoming Finder? was this their mum, or- Perse? even if Cor spoke to her, would she recognize this one as family? ... ... they take a chance, extending a hand carefully, not touching, but showing no fear either. if this was Perse, or even if it wasn't? it seemed she was an ally.*

She let out a low growl as they move closer only to stop when Finder lets out a soft whine. Instead, Perse leans forward onto their front paws as far as the ground would let her, leaning her head to the side. Finder lets out a yap and runs around to her side, jumping up on the large null without much hesitation.