#pythio

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ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫?

[musicalpilftournament]

Pythio vs Claire Zachanassian

Propaganda (Click names for full propaganda pages and more actors)

Pythio: They're a nonbinary oracle with killer outfits and a gorgeous voice and so much confidence. They are one of the main driving forces in moving the plot forward and helping out the other characters. They have a daughter, so they are a parent, but they had to leave that daughter behind because their husband would not accept their nonbinary identity - they do meet their daughter again later, though.

Claire Zachanassian: She's uhh not. A parent. It's a sore spot shh. She was about to be though, there's trauma involved, she counts. Also please look up pictures of her she is UNHINGED she is SEXY she wants that guy DEAD I'm swooning as we speak

[winter2468]

Head Over Heels, one of the musicals of all time. This poor himbo is wandering around the woods, then a nonbinary oracle appears out of nowhere to say, "I'm going to tell you what you need to do to reunite with your girlfriend. Step One: You need to crossdress."

[dpsqueerblog]

Nonbinary

Pythio (Head Over Heels)

canon

[s-c-r-ee-ch]

Apollo Pythios seated on the omphalos

Unknown creator, 500 BCE - 400 BCE

Museo archeologico nazionale di Napoli Naples, Italy

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐢’𝐬

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: For those who are dangerously curious and greed for their appearance.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Yandere Themes.

|°𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬°| |°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| • {𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐢’𝐬}

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐮𝐬, 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐬, 𝐏𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐬, 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐬, 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐬.

A creature of golden prophecies this one is. Their prophecy carved into an ancient stone slab that was once protected by the Astartes, and only a few manage to have it for a certain amount of time before disappearing into the unknown. It is said on that stone that your protection would be endless, no matter where you go. It is to obey your every choice that could befriend death itself. However, such rumors were never successful. Never have gotten far with the knowledge of the myth like with the creature underneath the abandoned aquarium. They are also said to protect the area their… host is mostly around like a home or a temple, and it’s stated to be a blessing if chosen by them, or so the stone slab says.

These creatures are made out of thick gold and bronze. 4 arms shifting in place to make swift movements or power with them, their rumored grace unmatched when in battle. Their long, gold and bronze scales shifting tails moving around like a snake rather than a fish. It’s a fortune to have if gifted a young golden scale from them. If somehow slain for their golden scales their body quickly withers out of existence, leaving less than one greeds for. Note: We have reason to believe this creature might be related to the other creature under the aquarium considering its… similarities.

𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬:

These boys sure do take your protection to another level. It frightens you sometimes as their eyes never leave your form. Gaining detail over every little twitch that you do. You accidentally killed someone off in their monument with a twitch of your wrist before. The adventurers blood still stains the stone walls of a corridor. His remains…somewhere else.

When they do protect you, it’s to the absolute. You are wrapped up into many coils and fins that flay up along their spine for even more protection, that webby hide between the spiny fins hardening. There would be multiple wrapped around you too, their scales almost shredding off your own clothing, their bodies rumbling in a primal tongue. You are stuck like that until the threat is deemed gone.

Disregarding their overprotection for just a moment, they are quite the…group. There is honestly nothing on them they do for fun, so you teach them a few things like; Diving into the dark waters of their monument, hunting for food, watch the tiny fish brush pass your legs. There wasn’t much to do, but you can make something out of it. It wasn’t really fun when the hunted because they killed nearly everything in a mile radius.

Though, speaking of hunting. You do switch it up a little, far too bored in your… confinement with them. Hiding from them when they split themselves into a group, leaving one behind to watch over you. You’ll have to finesse that one, but it can come in with some really close calls of escaping.

Trying to run away from them is like throwing your dog a stick and running away from them, and they still catch up to you. It earns you a “timeout” time of unmoving treachery, but the more they learn about you the more they loosen up. Craving your happy approval more and more, and I don’t know if that should be a warning or not.

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬:

Once they learn about your sexual desire you bet they provided for you. Their fingers and hands teasing, groping your skin, pumping your needy walls as they flutter around their fingers. A certain attractive scent coming out of you as they would lick their fingers clean off of your slick. It’s only a matter of time before they dig in for a more messier taste.

Well that time did come fast. They have found the quicker way to get more of that sweet nectar from you. Their tounge feasting on your body, round offer round. Talon-like hands stopping you from folding on them while they feast. Leaving not a place untouched with their mark; inside or out. To them, it like drinking fine wine. To you? You are on multiple cloud 9’s.

Oh, Pythios is the most daring to tease one in the acts of intimacy. He hold you in place for his brethren to fuck you as they please. His lips kissing your neck, inhaling your scent. Keeping you nice, open and submissive for them as they pleasure you to your aching core. Your cry’s nothing, but moans to him as he licks away your tears. Sometimes thrusting his long, black tongue down your throat.

If one is fucking you, don’t think it is over, no. If there is one there is another. This also applies to their cock’s. Yes, they are… equipped with two cocks. Still, don’t think just because you are being absolutely railed by one doesn’t mean you’ll find one around the corner encouraging his brethren to finish inside of you before he takes his place and starts a burning pace.

If they find you running away from them and they learn about your sexual desire before hand? May the gods be in your favor once they catch you. You’ll be bound to them for a long time. They know how to exhaust you in the most pleasurable ways. It is very unwise to run from them who gave you a second chance at life.

[halloweencatsart]

Attacks on @anteros-art of Bunniculauren and Pythio Gorgon!

[robo-milky]

Art Trade W/ @seuing

(Feat. Pythios [@seuing ‘s OC], Leikata [Mine])

Thank you so much for drawing my son with the funny fish pie! I absolutely love the creative liberty you took to give him the apron and oven mitts, it’s so precious!! I had an absolutely blast drawing Pythios, and it was a good excuse to get me to sit down and work on something… rendered after a hot minute ^^; They’re both such cuties <3

[misiahasahardname]

i love my classical studies teacher... bro bought chainmail armour for no reason, let us hold it to see how heavy it is, put it on, and then got stuck in it and had to leave the class to get another teacher to help him take it off 😭

[nethertrolls]

#66 #68 #70 truth untold

#66. Do either of them have a crazy ex?

I’d like to introduce you to a troll named Derodi Zaktiv, his got that azure coloured blood and was in the same band as Vasuki since the start as an org member. They were Kismesis before the inevitable end of their relationship, it went on for way too long.

Derodi got jealous way too easy of Vasuki himself and everyone that interacted with him, so not a lot of respect going on with that man for his partner. Not sure about Hyerin having a crazy ex so I can’t answer on that but can you imagine Hyerin and Derodi interacting.

#68. What do they do for Valentines Day?

So first of all I think they’d be very lowkey given Vasuki’s status in two different communities (idol and royalty) and mostly based on spending the day together. Vasuki used to put his work above all which is why his quads used to fail but now he makes sure to set aside important dates especially for non bandmates such as Hyerin. Of course Hyerin has his own fans too so the same works in reverse.

So between both of them, I think they’re both super into cuddling especially after Vasuki regains his tail so they’d do that for a lot of the early evening and than they can go to a restaurant for food, one of those fancy ones where the food is fine but you go for the experience mostly… Maybe afterwards the carnival where they end it on the Ferris Wheel. They’re wearing marvel disguises btw (the hoodie, sunglasses etc).

#70. Who is the hopeless romantic?

At the beginning stages of their relationship, it was definitely Hyerin because Vasuki was a little jaded when it came to relationships. He was ready for another relationship don’t get me wrong! But it lingered a little bit. But when he gets into the groove, he becomes just as hopeless of a romantic and while they aren’t our most k-drama of pairs…. I think they’re reaching there.

[spoonsandsporks]

Ancient Greek custom laws, you say? :D{

Ohhhhhhhhhhh you know not what you've wrought. (Long post warning)

SO. I can finally talk about this b/c the place has been and gone and my players follow my tumblr account. BUT I DM a Theros campaign for my friends every other saturday, which is a dnd 5e setting based on the mtg cards, that are inspired by ancient greek and roman mythology and history. I, a person with a degree in ancient history and a love for making more work for myself, took this as a challenge to make the setting not just more accurate to ancient greek mythology but to ancient greek society and history as well. This led to me needing to research athenian port cities as that was a location my players were going to visit. And thus I dived into the rabbit hole of ancient athenian custom laws and got very heated about it.

Which I'll now proceed to inflict on you b/c you asked about it. :))) You're welcome

So, first of all, Athens was a big port polis. Many ships stopped at Athens while on the way to other places. Which was important b/c the sea is dangerous! Ship travel was mostly via rowing with oars or maybe sail and big boats were expensive. Distance was an important risk factor to consider. Maritime trade was high risk and high stakes. Shipwrecks were very common! If you were travelling and shipping goods by boat and it was like a week's journey to your final destination port, and your options were travel for 3 days and stop at a nearby port before continuing onwards or travel the full week across the deep ocean and risk shipwreck you'd stop at as many ports as you can afford. And yeah, afford is the key word here.

e.g: 2 days travel to Port A selling at X price might be preferable than 4 days travel to Port B selling at XX price because you were more likely to arrive at Port A intact than risk the 2 extra days at sea.

Additionally, there were some goods that were considered higher quality or in higher demand than others. Such things as wine, pottery (amphora), wood (a luxury item for fuel), grain and olive oil (essential for gyms + personal hygiene) were expensive and paid well for. Grain was the big ticket item for athens, they often struggled with grain shortages. And while amphora were big you could use them to store other luxury goods, such as the aforementioned grain, olive oil and wine, saving you cargo space and money as you could sell the wine and the amphora that held it.

So, with all that set up, lets talk about athenian custom laws and how (maybe understandably) strict they were.

So, when boats arrived at port, they had to announce what goods they carried and how much you were bringing to shore. Once you announced these things, you could not change it once you declared it. If prices on shore were bad (ie not expensive enough) and you wanted to take back what you were going to sell and try and sell it at another port that may have better prices, you had to pay a very high export tax. Equally, if prices were good, you couldn't then go back to your boat and bring out the extra to sell, you had to lug those goods to the next port.

e.g: you have 100 measures of grain on your boat. you announce that you are bringing 60 measures ashore to sell in local markets or whatever. you get to the market and prices are bad, which means you're either forced to sell at a loss OR pay a tax that is worth more than double what your grain is normally worth to take it to another port that might have better prices. OR you have 100 measures of grain on your boat. you announce that you are bringing 60 measures ashore to sell in local markets or whatever. you get to the market and prices are great! you want to go get your extra 40 measures of grain to sell for profit. you are not allowed to do that. trying to is illegal and has consequences. you are forced to accept the profit you got from your 60 measures and leave port for the sea.

Remember how I mentioned grain was in high demand in Athens? Yeah, so, illegally taking grain out of athens territory was punishable by death and was considered a very serious issue. So if you didn't pay that export tax and tried to take your 60 measures of grain back onto your boat b/c prices are bad (like in the above example), that counted as illegally stealing grain from athens and you would be given the death sentence for it.

Ships were searched heavily when entering the port (in case of a trojan horse situation where men or weapons are being smuggled in to try and take the port lol) and tax was paid by any ship entering port in order to secure berth and protection in port. These checks meant that any ship entering or leaving was well tracked and any illegal activity would be noticed. Access to a port was NOT a right and could be revoked - bans were usually on a case-by-case basis so merchants were encouraged to behave themselves.

Merchants kind of had to hedge the amount of goods they'd bring ashore before knowing the state of the market and then weren't allowed to change their position upon discovery. They just had to guess and presume based on the reputation of that port and their markets. Lukily, maritime trade wasn't done in a vacuum and talking to other merchants for news wasn't illegal or anything, as long as they were willing to share their knowledge.

Any merchant funded by a specific polis - so their ship was paid for by a government official or something - had to by law sell their imports in that polis' port primarily. So that was a something merchants had to consider as well on top of the custom laws. Sometimes it benefitted to be loyal tho! Helping out a polis with a specific goods shortage could result in long term benefits or rewards. Such as favourable exceptions to future trading or a gift of land within the polis/port itself in exceptional circumstances.

The trading process was also heavily controlled by Athens in their ports. Once declared goods were unloaded, the marine merchant would head to the trading house in the harbour to negotiate sales with local retailers. The local retailers would then sell it at the marketplace to the local populace. The retailers and merchants would all be in the same room so it was very quick and easy to get an accurate picture of what a good price was. But only once you'd already declared your goods.

If there were shortages, the rules could become a little lax. A customs counter could give certain merchants a wink and a nudge if there were shortages to capitalise on, in theory (source dubious). But if there was a significant enough shortage that drove prices up prohibitively, supplies would be bought up by wealthy port officials at a fixed price and then sold in the local markets by the state at a loss. They tried hard to prevent mass starvation. These officials would oversee trade in the markets and trading house so they would know what a good price was and what was an exaggeration. The market was often so highly regulated that there wasn't much of a scope for a 'black market' of sorts without an official knowing about it (source dubious).

So yeah! Ancient greek custom laws were very strict. We of course don't know the scope of how rigidly these laws were adhered to nor the scale of possible corruption in these laws. Maritime trade was a big risk! But grain was so important and Athens had trouble growing their own to feed their people, they had to import it and export their own quality goods to fill the money deficit. Hence, while yes their laws seem a little wild, it's understandable considering the position they were in.

(but hey take all this with a pinch of salt, most of this was sourced from old uni notes and what i could remember off the top of my head. i am not an expert! i'm just a passionate blogger and researcher trying my best with limited resources. not to mention many of the og sources were written from the point of view of the higher echelons of society, so it's important to take all these biases into account. be critical of everything you read!)

Anyway thank you for the excuse to ramble about something that was TRULY WILD to me the first time i read about it. Now you can tell your friends about athenian custom laws and bore them to tears like i did my players :D

[musicalpilftournament]

Pythio vs Fairy Godmother

Propaganda (Click names for full propaganda pages and other actors)

Pythio: They're a nonbinary oracle with killer outfits and a gorgeous voice and so much confidence. They are one of the main driving forces in moving the plot forward and helping out the other characters. They have a daughter, so they are a parent, but they had to leave that daughter behind because their husband would not accept their nonbinary identity - they do meet their daughter again later, though.

Fairy Godmother: Submitted without propaganda

[astrophale-and-fischl]

I love my in-system partners, send tumbl

[riverofmolecules]

These are the types of insight I can only have when I get to work from home and lay down in the middle of the day.

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐢’𝐬

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: I don’t have an official group name for the golden bananas, but suggestions are welcome!

“𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙄𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙘” will be used as translation language for high gothic and others.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

TW // Near Death, Blood.

|°𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬°| |°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| • {𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧} • {𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐬} • {𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐤}

Cold, stone walls pressed against my clothing as I made a tight fit sideways through a small opening in the abandoned structure. Water splashing up onto my boots every time I take a step through the narrow and withering corridor. It was almost claustrophobic to be in such a narrow space with rocks threatening to dig into your skin at each move, water dripping from the more pointed edges.

This… rocky place was something that looks like it held some monumental significance to it. A temple perhaps? Though, no one was absolutely sure of it. Too scared to go past the couple mile long, dark vibes it gave off until some travelers thought it was a good idea to explore it ourselves, me included.

I wasn’t up for it at first; being the more level headed one out of the stranger group. Why would you want to explore something that has been avoid by its people for centuries? That right there had to be a big red flag. There was a reason why the people didn’t go and figure out what was beyond the bad vibes. Even had some elderly and young natives wish us well in their languages! How much more warnings do we need to stop the group from going in?

Apparently, a lot of warnings.

The bad vibes and the fair-welling natives was not enough for the overzealous group. Neither was the cracked and broken statues of armored beings at the entrance of the flora ridden building; vines, mushrooms and ferns growing all around it, camouflaging the whole thing. It was almost impossible to even catch a glimpse of the monument. There were even deep caverns filled with dark blue, almost black waters that could send a shiver down anyone’s spine if you think of what could be lurking down there; a whirlpool or a really big python perhaps?

I shiver at the both possible outcomes of that watery situation, accidentally nicking my shoulder plate on some rock as I grunt at the numbness vibrating through my nerves there. Briefly stoping to bite my tongue in the process. If all this subtle bruising is not a red flag or a curse of just being inside of this monument, I really don’t know what is. I normally wasn’t clumsy in situations like this.

“Hurry up, I want to see what’s pass this corridor.” The man behind me nudges me forward. My teeth pressing more into my tongue to stop myself from lashing out at the man. Forcing myself to continue on through for my sanity’s sake.

This man was the most annoying, cockiest one in the group. Always ordering other people around when he could clearly do it himself. He was like that rich person in movies that never gets their hands dirty, like they were afraid of it while his pawns do all the work for them. It was driving me crazy. I didn’t come into the monument with them to be a pawn for him, let alone anyone.

“Can’t you go a little quicker?” The man grumbles, his hands pushing up against my shoulder in an anxiety inducing effort to hurry up the exploration. “I’ve seen how fast you walked here. Why can’t you do the same in here?”

‘Because we are in a cave?’ I wanted to hiss out at the man. Chew his ass out, but I didn’t want to get into a fight with him in these mysterious caverns that push a lot of weight down onto your shoulders the deeper you go. That deep, lingering, unknown feeling is just enough to keep me in my place.

“Calm down, Mr. Wilson.” I speak back at the man, brushing off my shoulders when the corridor opens up just enough for me to do so. “What we are exploring for is not going anywhere anytime soon.”

“Yeah, well, I want to get to it first.” He snarks back, pushing himself up to the front, shoving me out of the way, an annoyed huff coming out of me. “I want to be the first person to see these artifacts.”

Artifacts? How does he even know there was artifacts down here? He didn’t mention anything about him being an Archaeologist. He just seemed like a snob.

Perhaps, that was his ruse? I wouldn’t be surprised if it was. Humanity can be a very selfish bunch. Not only that, but seeing a lot of movies like Indiana Jones can make it easy to sense who is your foe or friend in these types of situations.

“You didn’t mention anything about artifacts.” I question the man, carefully watching how he hesitates a step of his as I follow behind him.

“I didn’t? Hmmm, well, it was said on some stone slab founded in the sea that where we walk holds some type of significance to it.” He informs me, his body crouching to get through another corridor of chopped rock. “It said who ever finds it has the protection of a thousands of seas, and based on evidence of Astartes. I conclude that it really means thousands of seas, thousands of planets.”

“Astartes? Those are real?” I can’t help but ask the suspicious male. Having only heard about those creatures in myths, childhood stories and nursery rhymes.

“Yes, very much so!” He saids almost enthusiastically, stopping in the middle of a… chamber? “The myths and stories you hear about them are quite real.”

“Why do they choose to become myth then?” I question yet again. Wondering of their… secrecy. My eyes looking around the abandoned chamber while I shuffle my boots through the small layer of water. Spotting what were suppose to be legends. “Why hide?”

5 tall and bulky statues were carved perfectly into the rocky wall around the chamber. Their scale-like tails being used to decorate the rest of the wall between the statues, being a pleasing filler rather than having a blank wall. They also had different colors on them, old, ancient paint chipping off of them. Each one even had a different design to them, but their main shape stayed the same. Where these a species of Astartes?

“From us! We are simply too overbearing for them. Too strong.” The man says a bit too proudly for my liking, his hands digging into the tan fanny pack of his around his waist.

I hum at his response. Not really believing his words that a creature like this could be afraid of humanity. They looked way too powerful themselves to even be swayed by humanity itself. Maybe… they have found a distaste with humanity? Found them to be below them?

“Anyways, you are standing right where I want you.” The man suddenly speaks fast, a small shink coming from behind me. “Right on the sacrificial stones.”

Alarmed, I quickly turned around, gasping with no noise. My eyebrows scrunching up in confusion as I lift my hand up to my neck. Slick making my fingers skim across my neck.

“I really meant it when I was going to be the first.” The man spoke clearly at first, but then his words start to mumble, blending into a layer of voices. My knees giving out from underneath me as I kneel into the cold water with a seemingly echoing splash, my other arm keeping me up from drowning myself in a layer of water. My pants soaking up the water up to my thighs.

D-Did the man just really slash my throat? For just an artifact? An artifact that might not even be here nor exist anymore? That was probably useless to him? That he was just going to sell for “The Big Money?”

“…𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” A small, echoing whisper comes to my mind when I gasp for air that I can’t have anymore. My hands struggling to keep my own sticky blood inside of me as I look up at the man who slashed my throat. His mouth mumbling nonsense at me. His glob of a hand flipping his… weapon through his fingers.

“𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” I nearly cry out at this voice that suddenly becomes all to loud. A migraine forming as I lean tiredly, back down into the cold water. Trying to decipher if I was loosing too much of my blood and I was going crazy, or there actually was somebody actually talking to me.

“𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙪𝙥… 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” A few more voices join in, coaxing me to look up with a weakening body. My limbs shaking at the effort to see a blinding yellow enrapturing my blurry vision.

“𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙… 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” The voices whisper, echo inside of my mind. Strong hands taking a hold of my jaw, thumbing at my cheeks. A bloody whine bubbling from my throat as I cough red upon rich gold.

“𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨… 𝙮𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣.” This… entity offers. Cooing and purring when I gradually grow more and more weak in its hold. Scumming to its unrequited offer.

“𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.” The voices become one of their own; warm yet barren. A soft, but rough warmth pressing up against my lips before my own senses slowly fade to fail me. More warmth pressing up against my neck and shoulder plate, easing my wounds as I fall into the icy dark.

[differentsoulsweets]

Apollo

Απολλων [Apollo] God of prophecy and oracles, music, song and poetry, archery, healing, plague and disease

Epithets: ⟡ Proopsios [Foreseeing] ⟡ Phoibos [Bright] ⟡ Akestor [Healer] ⟡ Alexikakos [Averter of Evil] ⟡ Theoxenios [ God of Foreigners ] ⟡ Pythios [Slayers of Python] ⟡ Chrusaor [Of Golden Sword] ⟡ Daphnephorios [Bearer of Laurels] ⟡ Loimios [ Deliverer from Pague] ⟡ Moiragetes [Leader of Fate] ⟡ Pagasios [Pagasaean] ⟡ Hekaergos [Far-shooting]

Domains: ⟡ Prophecy & Oracles ⟡ Light ⟡ Music & Arts ⟡ Song & poetry ⟡ Archery ⟡ Healing & medicine ⟡ Plague & Disease ⟡ Protection of the young ⟡ Boys ⟡ Sudden Death ⟡ Knowledge ⟡ Herds & Flocks ⟡ Protector of Fugitives

Devotional acts: ⟡ Donate to medical charities ⟡ Draw or Paint ⟡ Read poetry or listen to music ⟡ Sing or play an instrument ⟡ Go to the library

Associations

Symbol: ⟡ The Lyre ⟡ Silver bow & Arrows ⟡ Dolphins ⟡ Swans ⟡ Crows ⟡ Ravens ⟡ Lions ⟡ Wolves ⟡ Mice ⟡ Griffins ⟡ Hawks ⟡ Snakes ⟡ Laurel wreath ⟡ Fire / flame ⟡ The sun / Light ⟡ Tripod ⟡ Apples

Element: ⟡ Light

Color: ⟡ Orange ; yellow ; Gold ⟡ Red ⟡ Pure white ⟡ Pink ⟡ Purple ⟡ Green ⟡ Blue

Crystals & stones: ⟡ Sunstone ⟡ Amber ⟡ Honey ; Yellow Calcite ⟡ Rutilated ; Clear ; Rose quartz

Fruits,Vegetables,Flowers,Herbs: ⟡ Cypress ⟡ Laurel ⟡ Larkspur ⟡ The-apple-tree ⟡ The palm tree ⟡ Hyacinth

Animal: ✧Swan ⟡ Raven ⟡ Tortoise ⟡ Serpent ⟡ Wolf ⟡ Dolphin ⟡ Mouse

Incense: ✧ Bay ⟡ Frankincense ⟡ Cypress

Food & Drinks: ⟡ Red wine ⟡ Olive oil ⟡ Water ⟡ Fruit ⟡ Honey ⟡ Almonds ⟡ Citruses ⟡ Cinnamon ⟡ Coffee ⟡ Herbal tea with Honey cakes ⟡ Bay leaves ⟡ Anise

Day, Season, Time of Day: ✧ Sunday ⟡ Middsummer ⟡ Midday ⟡ May

Tarot: ✧ The Sun ⟡ The chariot ⟡ Strength ⟡ Temperance