#she’s desperately lonely and scared but also so so angry and the latter tends to win out when she interacts with others

[bogcreacher]

Whats astral's deal?

oh yknow

[justpeachyartistry]

How Lore Olympus Should Have Ended

Hi everyone! I wanted to share my idealized version of how Lore Olympus would find its ending. I guess this would count as a fanfic, but there will be a mild trigger warning surrounding Asspolo and Minthe. You have been warned!!!

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The drama of Olympus has racked up the tabloid section so severely that it comes to Demeter's attention. She forces Persephone back to the mortal realm to get the honest truth out of her. She knows her precious baby isn't a whore, but she does know that Persephone has been in contact with the King of the Underworld. Persephone is crushed by the pressure of disappointing her mother. She can't spit it out. Luckily Hera appears to diffuse the situation.

Hera and Persephone have a bond stronger and healthier than anyone else in the cast.

Bound by empathy and magic, Hera coaxes the truth out of Persephone. Persephone explains that Apollo forced himself on her, that she thought it was her choice but regretted the act. How Apollo had been following her, abused Artemis' trust to enter her home for sex, and threatened her scholarship by siccing Hestia on her to punish her for refusing his advances. Apollo had sworn her to secrecy under the guise of protection, but it had really been a prison. She's sorry that she made the mistakes. She's sorry for the worry and pain she caused everyone. But most of all-

Hera cuts her off as Demeter is struck with tears. "Sweetheart," she says as the hugs the pink cinnamon roll close to her chest, "you've been raped. You've been violated while in the care of a drastically flawed protector. You've been blamed for the mistakes others have made. But none of this is your fault".

"I-I-I've been.... But I thought-"

"I never should have let you leave the realm", Demeter whispers. "Those heathens have desecrated my beautiful baby. It seems I have trusted delegates to do a mother's job!"

Hera stands between Persephone and Demeter. "Let's not be drastic, Demeter. One issue at a time-".

"Govern your own hearth, Hera! And let me tend to mine. Persephone, I will fix this. We will never see Olympus again! " and with that, Demeter whisked herself and Persephone to a deep alcove of their forest. It was there Persephone would be deemed safe.

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Demeter and Persephone tended to their flowers within the greenhouse. They hadn't left each others' side for the past few weeks. Persephone began telecommuting to all her classes in a compromise to Demeter, but it just wasn't the same. She also had to give up her internship in the Underworld. She was safe, sure. But Persephone was lonely. The flower nymphs that populated the realm were yesmen, and didn't allow for the same degree of conversation she had with Hades, Hera, Hermes or even Tori.

Demeter beamed with pride with her daughter's return, even as the latter was as morose as a hurricane. Are being safe and stilfled or endangered and freeflowing the only choices in her life? Persephone couldn't be sure. All she could be sure about was that she horrifically saw Apollo knocking on one of the greenhouse's windows. He was wearing an ancient Greek robe and black crown similar to Hades' war attire. He also came bearing a Narcissius flower bouquet.

Demeter sensed the despair in her daughter's heart as she faced her abuser's twisted courtship attempts once again. The elder goddess fazed herself into the open to face the young man himself. As always, Apollo had a line. "Good morning, Lady Demeter. I come bearing offerings for the lovely Persephone. I trust that you have heard of our secret love affair?," he chatted in poorly translated Ancient Greek. Demeter's stance didn't budge. The false Romeo continued, " I'm not normally one to kiss and tell, but I have come to publicly declare our romance official. Allow me to wed dearest Persephone, and in return I shall make an honest woman of her".

"My daughter is already an honest woman. The only dishonest person here is you, Asspolo!," Demeter bellowed as red thorns sprouted from her head. The ground shook beneathe their feet, as Hades let out a mighty anguish groan. Persephone couldn't marry Apollo! She would flounder under his shittyness! She wouldn't grow into her own person with that manipulative twat ruling her life! He had to get to the mortal realm. Immediately. Hades began to search for his car keys when Minthe jammed her hands in his pockets.

"I can't believe you're actually going to answer a domestic dispute! Is this really what the big blue king is going to do with our date night?!," Minthe snidely remarked. Date Night, or what you could call it, was a relaxing evening shopping on Romulous Drive, followed by dinner at the Olympeon and dessert at Minthe's place. Hades broke from her grasp,"She needs help, Minthe. I can't sit idley by while-"

"Oh, yes you can! We are exclusive now. Exclusive to me! Not to the pink titty flower baker! She has her own problems, Hades. Don't make her one of mine again, Hades."

"Minthe, this isn't about us, or what we are calling us! This is about a young scared woman being battled over without giving her say in the mat-" "Oh please! She survived getting tangled up in my Tartarus map! She'll survive anything!"

The room fell silent as both parties digested what Minthe had just revealed. The growls of seven dogs loudly rose throughout the house as their master stormed out of the house fuming. "You have no respect for hospitality. You have no respect for human decency. And you have no respect for me. We are done, Minthe!". Minthe ran after him in an angry panic, only to be stopped by JP and Mushroom holding her dress at bay. She held up the car keys in her hand. "Good luck getting to your toddler bride now," she said with a smirk. Thay smirk turned to a frown as Hades hopped on Cerberus' back and the duo ran towards the portal cave leading to the mortal realm. Frustrated and hurt, Minthe found herself surrounded by angry dogs ripping up her expensive new trinkets.

Back on the mortal realm, Apollo continued to make his case to the irate Demeter. "I control the sun. I control the healing properties of your plants. I even control the music your nymphs use to make your flowers grow bountifully. I can easily snuff all that out with just a snap of my fingers. All I'm asking for is Persie's beautiful hand in exchange for keeping the realm in check. I've already made her my girl. She wants to come with me, but she hasn't admitted it to herself yet."

Persephone screamed, "No I don't! I never have, and I never will! You're a horrid manure of a being!"

Demeter: "Persephone, stay in the greenhouse!"

Apollo: "I'm getting damn tired of these games, Persie! Get in the car!"

And with that, Persephone raced into the woods. She fled from her mother, Apollo, the nymphs, anyone who chose to dictate her life as they saw fit. Tears streamed from her eyes as she saw that Apollo drove vigoursly after her. His arm streatched outside the driver's side window, he was still holding the Narcissius bouquet in a desperate attempt to make her love him. The whole truth about the assault had sullied Apollo's reputation on Olympus. If this had been about some mortal woman or a nymph being raped no one would have cared. But the fact that he had chosen to atrack and harass a new goddess was too much for even the other gods to handle. Apollo was determined to come out on top in some way. And if that meant Persephone than so be it.

Persephone panicked as Apollo managed to scoop her up in his arm. She cried out for the one person she thought could help her. "Mphm- Hades! Help! Stop the car!"

"I'm the only man you need so calm yourself! We just need some prac- ," Apollo yelled, before swerving into a tree to avoid a giant black paw. The ground had opened to reveal Hades riding Cerberus like the mighty warrior king he was. Hades dismounted and electricuted the car with his sacred weapon until Persephone was freed from Apollo's grasp. She ran into Hades's arms and wept with joy. Cerberus jumped his pink mommy with joy before tearing the tires off Apollo's car.

Hades: "Shush shush, it's alright now. It's alright."

Persephone: " (sniff) You're watching my cry again. 5% scoundrel. (Choke) for the first time in six weeks, I can breathe Hades".

A hush falls upon the forest, peppered only by the occasional rasps of life expelling from Apollo's body curshed against the steering wheel.

Hades: " I can take you back to your mother, if you would like. You'll be-"

Persephone: "Safe. Safe and miserable. Even as a goddess of spring, under my mother's thumb I miss so much about life"

Hades twiddled his thumbs momentarily before answering. "Where would you like to go? Somewhere you feel the safest. Where you feel the most powerful. Where no one looks down on your self authority?"

Without hesitation, Persephone blurted out, "The Underworld! Please. The underworld, Hades," as she looked up at him batting her blueberry teared eyes. Calling Cerberus to their side, the three rode back to Hades' home to reconvene.

Hades: "So, about that baklava..."

Persephone: " I gave it to Minthe to share with the staff, but I think she threw it in thr trash. You've earned another one."

Hades: "We're earned another one. We can bake it when we get home, but I have to warn you-

(Both) My neighbors are super nosey! "

Persephone: "Do you have any deviations from the recipe in order?"

Hades: "How do you feel about pomegranate seeds, Kore?"

Persephone: (Beat)" 20% scoundrel!"

As they galloped through a cave, Minthe crawled out from under a rock next to Apollo's car. Damn. She had missed them! The pink titty goddess ran off with her man and they're going to make ... Dog treats or whatever. "I've lost him. I've lost him for good this time." As Minthe let out a rage induced cry, Demeter ran to the scene of the crime.

Demeter: "Nymph! Nymph! Where is my daughter?! Have you seen where she went?! She's in danger outside of my sight!"

Demeter looks over at Apollo struggling to get our of his crushed sports car without vomiting blood, before healing himself again in a sickening cycle. "I applaud you for taking care of the manwhore." Minthe's heartbreak broke into a vengeful scowl. If she couldn't have her man, she could ruin the honeymoon period. So she put on her best wounded woman act, with her best fake tears gushing down her cheeks.

Minthe: "Why yes, powerful Demeter. The dreaded Hades snatched your precious daughter clean off this Earth by the ruse of (looks down to see the scattered Narcissus flowers around the crack) that accursed flower! Why, I bet that he has plans to make her his bride by now. How terrible! What horror befalls the precious goddess now?!"

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Persephone: How did we start with Baklava and end with Moussaka? We must be really lucky.

Hades: I don't know. Beats the Museli outta me!

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