#sheep of Theseus

[blergeatkitty]

[Edit: I really wish I could figured out what company manufactured him, but I’ve had zero luck so far, I guess it’ll remain a mystery]

This is Memeio (pronounced Meh-Meh-yo).

I just realized this little guy, who I got around the time I was 2 or so, is 50 years old.

He’s in remarkable shape, considering the abuse young toddler-me put him through.

When we first met, he had a music box in him.

Apparently even at an early age I was a harsh music critic as I took such an instant dislike to the music box that I held Memeio by the ears with my little hands and bashed him repeatedly against the wall until the box quit its noise and shut up and died.

I have no idea what the melody was. Probably something insipid and predictable like “Mary Had a Little Lamb”.

Anyway somehow, even with all the abuse toddler-me put him through, he managed to survive.

Well, no. Not somehow. Thankfully my grandmother and my mother were able to perform repairs as necessary.

Although, as it was explained to me, the first thing they did was perform a musicboxectomy to remove the offfending and now-defunct musical metal mechanism.

Over time, there were rips and tears. They were sewn up.

The stuffing was eventually replaced. I’m pretty sure if I opened the little guy up I’d find balled up nylon stockings (I seem to recall my mother telling me about that once).

Of course the terrycloth skin had been patched so often and worn down and re-patched and worn down again from so much hugging and lugging (I took him everywhere, we were inseparable, and the one time I left him somewhere when my parents were traveling and we had to drive back to get him I am reminded of the Calvin and Hobbes comic that captures my desolation and despair so perfectly) that his entire outer shell had been replaced multiple times before I was able to be gentle enough that he kept his final form.

I have a vivid memory of crying a stream of hot, heartbroken tears when his little eyes fell off at one point. My mom replaced them with dark, velvety new ones while I watched the surgical procedure as if it were a life-or-death medical drama (well, for me it was).

Even the little red outline of his mouth was new (since his “skin” had been replaced multiple times.

And I’ve loved the little bastard so damn much I kept him my entire life. He’s been with me FIFTY YEARS.

And I still put him up high on a shelf in my bedroom so he has a good view and can see the whole room and I say “Hello” to him whenever I see him and give him a little pat and he’s up there on the shelf with other old stuffies so he has company.

And I know there’s not a single piece of the original toy remaining, but our emotional connection is strong and unbroken and goes deeper than all that.

In fact, I’m writing about this tonight because it only just occurred to me that this is quite possibly the most personal and intimate example of that famous thought experiment that I can possibly think of.

I refer, of course, to the Sheep of Theseus.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

Goodnight.

[hypnopabinia]

"If you take a herd of livestock and gradually replace each individual animal with another one of its kind until they are all replaced, is it still the same herd?"

"Ah yes. The Sheep of Theseus."

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

immortal apollo kids headcanons!

this is specifically for the rrverse versions of Apollo's immortal kids! but feel free to think about it in the mythology context too! :3

Hymenaeus

still has a room in Apollo's palace

still sleeps in it

but he also has a room in Eros's because he's an Erote

this makes for some awkward situations when Apollo and/or Eros have to go to the other's place to grab him for something or other

they basically share custody of him

divorced dads behavior

when he was little he tried to get people to marry his dad because he reeeally wanted to plan his dad's wedding

technically, he succeeded, because he was the one who made Apollo/Cyrene's marriage official XD

his hair is fluffy like a sheep's fluff. also somewhere between strawberry-blonde and a very light amber. and reaches to just under his chin. don't forget the floppiness tho >:3

has his dad's bright blue eyes

LOVES his dad's swans. and corvids. he loves birds.

probably because he also has wings

wings are brilliantly white with a soft pink and gold flush

never looks older than 16

many of the other Erotes find Apollo hot. Hymen is distinctly horrified to know this.

Himeros: Your dad's a DILF

Hymen: a what?

Anteros: don't you dare-

Himeros: A Dad I'd Like to FUCK-

Hymen: *much screaming*

Ialemus

also still has a room in Apollo's palace

as a matter of fact, he still lives in said room

his room is also in apollo's basement (he wanted it there)

he is the emo kid. but he's also not necessarily antisocial

he just likes his solitude. and honestly, mood

imagine dragons is a favorite band. and hozier. he likes "slower" songs as well as sad ones

has Apollo's long hair, but in a very dark brown

has vivid green eyes. like radioactive ones.

likes ponytails

cows are his favorite animal

they are calm creatures he can ramble too so he likes them

knows a lot about things. comes with listening rather than talking ;)

WILL infodump

Apollonides

these girls are the PARTY KIDS

they are the ones throwing parties in their dad's house at 2 am

they also still live in Apollo's palace

frequent clubs and discos; can be seen at concert venues and are in many of the big city concerts (ie, Las Vegas, Madrid, Vienna, ect.)

Borysthenis is the 'oldest' (Hypatē - the lowerest & first string on the lyre); has curly brown hair and dark green eyes

Apollonis is the 'middle' (Mesē - the middle string); has Apollo's blonde hair, but straight, and dark eyes (crow-like, even... >;3)

and Cephisso is the 'youngest' (Nētē - the highest string); has poofy black hair and silvery-blue eyes

Hypatē has a comfy sort of style, such as sweaters and sandals

Mesē likes to wear aesthetically dark clothes with silver accents

Nētē wears blouses and loose jackets

one time they highjacked the sun chariot and got away with it by pulling the puppy eyes

they have demigod children in CHB

Asclepius

the baby

died at 15- still treated like he's 10

snuck onto the Argo mission at 13

Idmon and Orpheus played pass the babysitter with Jason

He kicked Heracles in the shins once for "trying to steal my dad's stuff!!"

Atalanta and Asclepius were buddies

The Boreads played games with him to keep him occupied

went on the Calydonian Boar Hunt to make sure Atalanta didn't 1) hurt herself; or 2) kill someone

he grew up in the beginning stages of CHB

in 'camp' with him were: Jason (the oldest), Atalanta (raised by bears), and Hippolytus (it was his boarding school).

Theseus dropped by sometimes and Asclepius was able to smuggle his way into his belongs so he could visit Athens. just because :)

Jason and Atalanta freaked out and they and Hippolytus went on a 'quest' to find him

Phoebe the hunter is his favorite sister

he befriends snakes quickly

he died at 15

his death pushed Phoebe into distancing herself from her other siblings

when he was resurrected, he wasn't allowed to see Apollo

his only visitors in his prison medical school is his wife and children. he hasn't seen or heard from his father or any sibling in centuries.

has his mother's shiny black hair but his father's curls as well as his bright blue eyes

Aristaeus

the REAL baby

has anxiety

severe imposter syndrome

pov: all your siblings are great and wonderful and accomplished people. and you made cheese and honey :)

mom and dad were very proud of u ofc but you feel like you didn't even do much

especially when your cool older brother went on the Argo mission even though he knew he would die (RIP Idmon)

gets easily defensive over agriculture (specifically the innovations and how they have taken over the Good Ol' Days's way aka his way)

(he got that from his dad <3)

he also got his dad's blonde hair, but in a honey tone. his skin tone is also darker and closer in shade to Cyrene's

makes really good charcuterie boards

hangs out in the Midwest

visits his mom in Cyrene, Libya (he is a good son ty)

(ironically) mice are his favorite from his dad's sacred animals

he hates locusts though

don't u love it that apollo's number is 7 and he has 7 immortal kids...

[tylermileslockett]

Argonautica #9 "Bronze bulls and the Spartoi"

Book 3 continues with Jason, Mopsus the seer, and Argos on their way to meet Medea at the temple of Hekate. Hera, (transformed as a crow in a poplar tree) tell Mopsus to let Jason meet Medea alone, so Mopsus and Argos stay behind.

Outside the temple of Hekate, Jason implores Medea for help yoking the fire breathing bulls and the Spartoi warriors which will sprout from the dragon’s teeth. Jason recounts how Ariadne helped Theseus in the Minotaur’s labyrinth and the honors given to the maiden by the gods for her assistance. Medea offers the drug with instructions on the sacred rites to use it; Jason should purify his body in river water and sacrifice a sheep to Hekate upon a flaming pyre. Then anoint his naked body, shield, sword, and spear in the Prometheus drug ointment, which will make him impervious to harm for one full day. Jason, overwhelmed by her generosity, commits his life to her, offering to bring her back to Iolcos as his bride

The following day, wearing Ares armor, Jason rides to face his challenge to plow the field on the “Plain of Ares.” Here he is charged by two fire breathing bulls with bronze hooves, but he repels them with his shield. Surrounded by flames and smoke, he strikes the oxen down into submission and binds the yokes to their necks. He forces the roaring beasts on, ploughing the field and dropping the magic dragon’s teeth into the soil.

From the planted dragon’s teeth sprout the Spartoi: fully armed “earth-born” warriors. Remembering Medeas advice, Jason heaves a giant stone into their midst and in the confusion they turn upon one other in violence. In the chaos, Jason cuts down the remaining warriors. He has succeeded in his labors. Book 3 ends with King Aites leaving the field in bitter grief.

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[whencyclopedia]

Naxos

Naxos, with an area of 430 km², is the largest island in the Cyclades archipelago. The island enjoyed its most prosperous periods in the early Bronze Age and again in the Archaic and Classical periods.

Naxos in Mythology

In certain versions of Greek mythology, no less a figure than Zeus himself was brought up on the island and he was worshipped there as Zeus Melosios, patron of sheep. Apollo was also associated with the island and associated locally with goats, shepherds and florists. Ares, the god of war and general trouble-maker amongst the Olympian gods, sought shelter in the bowels of the island - described as siderobrotin petran - the place of iron-eating rock (meaning emery, the island's famous export material used to fine-polish the marble so often used in Greek sculpture).

The god most closely linked with the island was, however, Dionysos. In Greek myth he was believed to have been born on the island and it was also here that the god of wine married Ariadne following her rejection by Theseus. The life, death and rebirth of Ariadne were worshipped in a major nature festival on the island.

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[galaxygermdraws]

do you have consistent hybrid headcanons for all the hermits or does it change each season

OKAY Yes, I do have consistent headcanons, and I’ve never properly listed out all my updated headcanons! So I’ll do that here

Grian: Shapeshifter, visually changes every season (S6 = Cod, S7 = Blue Macaw, S8 = Dragon, S9 = Warden Horns, S10 = Cod again)

Bdubs: Undead Human/Plant hybrid. His bones are held together by vines, his teeth are unnaturally pointy, and he grows flowers out of his hair. 

Ren: Cyberdog. He turned into a Dog Hybrid during 3L (after his ears got replaced with dog ears in S7) and then he was turned into a cyborg by Renbob at the end of “Stargazer”

Pearl: Shapeshifter, but not the same as Grian. Her form changes easiest based on how others perceive her (this is why she had demon features in Double Life)

Scar: Human/Vex Hybrid. He was a pure Vex, but his replacement body (via resurrection chamber) was half human

Joel: Beanish. (Yes. Like in Mario) His appearance used to be more human but he lost the charm Lizzie gave him that kept this up due to Double Life’s magic interfering with it 

Zed: Watcher-Eldritch Void Goo hybrid thing possessing a custom made body that resembles a sheep hybrid. He isn’t actually a sheep.

Impulse: Human turned Ender Dragon hybrid. He lost his wings after S8, but one of his horns grew back. It’s pink due to the Amethyst he’d been eating during S8

Tango: Netherborn. He was human as a kid but he was lost in there for so long his Code eventually changed to protect him. He’s got a mix of Ghast, Strider, and Blaze Code in him. His injured arm (S8 finale) has some of Zed’s weird Eldritch Void “blood” in it, as a sort of weird “blood transfusion”

Skizz: Enderhybrid. He was turned into an Enderhybrid during 3rd Life and has been that way since. He has to be careful around water, and he has to avoid eye contact with a lot of people because it can easily aggro him. 

Gem: Enderhybrid, but not the exact same as Skizz. Some of her Ender Bits resemble an End Portal. She also is a magic user, and charms her clothing to change her appearance for different SMPs (S8 = Deer, Empires 2 = Butterfly, S9 = Elf, S10 = Sea Creature, etc…)

Cleo: Eldritch Horror possessing a corpse. Their body is a ship of Theseus at this point Joe: Human, but now with a silly puppet. Yes Joe is the server’s only human.

Cub: Sheep hybrid, but he got goat horns in S7 (during HCBBS, he swapped with Doc and ended up also gaining the favor of the Goatmother). He also has Vex magic, as well as some Skulk scarring from Empires S2

Mumbo: A demon possessing a robot body. He rarely leaves the body, mostly because he finds it more comfortable than using a glamour to disguise himself. He also feels closer to his Redstone machines this way

Jevin: Slime. He has bones in there to keep him stabilized. He definitely got the bones from Cleo. Because she just has that kinda stuff

Etho: Basically a Frankensteined zombie. He was human, and then he ended up being caught by the S5 jungle, and eventually woke up in S6, alone in that hole with Scar’s alien. Which are pretty much his entire body alive. Before the season ended, Doc went back for Etho’s head and kinda begged Cleo to fix him. His limbs can fall off but they’re easily fixable

Beef: Prawn hybrid. Yes, like from District 9. I liked Beef’s S8 skin so much I kept it as part of his lore

Keralis: Shapeshifting Alien. He’s not actually the original Keralis, he accidentally swapped universes with the original Keralis (who was human) when popping up in S6. They’re both chill with this, they’ve probably met at some point

Xb: Guardian hybrid. Since guardians aren’t fully organic in nature he doesn’t need water 100% of the time. 

Hypno: Rabbit hybrid. Nothing to say here

Wels: Pegasus hybrid. Cause. Uh. I like giving him wings

Xisuma: Starborn. He can breathe in the Overworld unlike most Xisuma designs.

False: Bat hybrid, cause I thought it was neat.

Doc: Creeper Cyborg. Creepers are nature-y so he’s got leaves and stuff

[aliciavance4228]

Sooo... I just found the rationalized myth version of the Minotaur (written by the same guy who turned the Sphinx into Cadmus' Amazonian Wife, by the way...) and, uhmm... was the explanation from the beginning actually necessary, dude?

Palaephatus, On Unbelievable Things:

"Concerning Pasiphae, it is related in myth that she fell in love with a grazing bull, that Daedalus made a wooden cow and closed Pasiphae in it, and thus the bull mounted it and had sex with the woman, she got pregnant, and bore a child with the body of a man and the head of a bovine. But I say this did not happen. First, it is not possible for one animal to feel sexual love for another having a womb unsuited to its private part. For it is not possible for a dog and an ape or wolf and hyena to have sex with each other, or buffalo with deer (for they are different races) nor, if they have sex with each other, to give birth. And it does not seem likely to be that a bull would have sex with a wooden cow. For all quadruped animals sniff the private parts of the animal before copulation, and then mount it. Nor could the woman withstand being mounted by a bull, nor would it be possible for a woman to bear an embryo with horns. The truth is this: They say that Minos, when his private parts were in pain, had been treated by Procris the daughter of Pandion on the puppy and javelin. [??] Cephalus. [...] At this time, a youth of distinguished beauty, whose name was Taurus, was in Minos' retinue. Pasiphae was smitten with desire for him, persuaded him to have sex, and gave birth to his child. Minos calculated the time when his private parts were in pain, and recognized that the child could not be his since they had not been sleeping together. Investigating carefully, he realized that the child was fathered by Taurus. He decided not to kill it, because he considered it a brother to his children. He sent the child to the mountain, where he grew up in the role of servant to the herdsmen. On coming to manhood, he did not obey the cowherds. When Minos learned this, he ordered him to be taken down to the city and detained. Left free, if he came willingly, but bound if not. Perceiving this, the young man went away in the mountains, and lived by rustling cattle. Minos sent a larger force to arrest him. The youth made a deep excavation and enclosed himself in it. There he stayed the rest of the time, attacking sheep; and goats, and thus he fed himself. When Minos wanted to punish a person, he would send him to the man penned in this structure, and in this way he would be killed. When Minos took Theseus, a warlike man, he took him to this place to die. Ariadne sent ahead a sword inside the enclosure, where Theseus killed the Minotaur. From such an incident, the poets distorted the story in a mythical direction."

[rightwheretheyleftme]

Hades and his aid to heroes in greek myths

Out of all the gods in the greek pantheon, Haides has the strongest reputation for being closed off and uninvolved with humans. After all, he lives in the underworld and rarely, if ever, leaves his realm.

However, after thinking about greek mythology obsessively (as I always do), I realized that there is a pattern of Hades helping heroes/mortals. He doesn’t help them directly like Athena or Hermes do because he’s always in the underworld, but he does aid mortals even when there’s no obligation for him to do so. Here are some examples:

Hades lending his helmet of invisibility to Perseus so he can slay the gorgon

Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca 2. 36 - 42 (trans. Aldrich) (Greek mythographer C2nd A.D.) :

“These Nymphai had in their possession winged sandals and the kibisis, which they say was a knapsack.--Pindaros and Hesiodos in the Shield of Herakles, describe Perseus as follows : ‘The head of a terrible monster, Gorgo, covered all his back, and a kibisis held it.’ It is called a kibisis because clothing and food are placed in it.--They also had the helmet of Haides. […] Perseus then placed the head in the kibisis and headed back again, as the Gorgones pursued him through the air. But the helmet kept him hidden, and made it impossible for them to identify him.”

Hades giving his hound to Heracles so he can fulfill his labors and letting him free his prisoners

Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca 2. 125 (trans. Aldrich) (Greek mythographer C2nd A.D.) :

“Herakles asked Plouton (Pluton) [Haides] for Kerberos (Cerberus), and was told to take the hound if he could overpower it without using any of the weapons he had brought with him."”

Pseudo-Hyginus, Fabulae 79 (trans. Grant) (Roman mythographer C2nd A.D.) :

“When Hercules came to lead out the three-headed dog, they [Peirithoos and Theseus, trapped in the underworld] begged his promise of protection. He obtained the favor from Pluto [Haides], and brought them out unharmed.”

Hades and Persephone allowing Orpheus to leave the underworld with his deceased wife

Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca 1. 14 (trans. Aldrich) (Greek mythographer C2nd A.D.) :

“When his [Orpheus'] wife Eurydike (Eurydice) died from a snake-bite, Orpheus descended into Haides' realm with the desire to bring her back up to earth, and persuade Plouton (Pluton) [Hades] to release her. Plouton promised to do this if on the return trip Orpheus would not turn round before reaching his own home. But he disobeyed, and turned to look at his wife, who thereupon went back down again.”

Ovid, Metamorphoses 10. 8 ff (trans. Melville) (Roman epic C1st B.C. to C1st A.D.) :

“[…] the queen [Persephone] and he whose sceptre rules the underworld could not deny the prayer, and called Eurydice.”

Hades and Persephone granting Odysseus’ wish

Homer, Odyssey 10. 135 ff (trans. Shewring) (Greek epic C8th B.C.) :

“Then I called to my comrades and bade them flay and burn the sheep that lay there slain with the pitiless bronze, and to make prayer to the gods, to mighty Hades and dread Persephone.” (Immediately after this, Hades and Persephone answer Odysseus’ prayer)

Bonus: Hades lends Hermes his helm of invisibility so he can protect himself while battling the giants

Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca 1. 34 - 38 (trans. Aldrich) (Greek mythographer C2nd A.D.) :

“Hermes, who was wearing the helmet of Haides, killed Hippolytos in the course of the battle, and Artemis killed Aigaion (Aegaeon).”

My thoughts

So if Hades answers prayers, lets other gods and mortals borrow his most valuable weapon, and even breaks his own rules (no one can leave the underworld) to grant other people’s wishes, how can we call him closed off? From this pattern of behavior, it seems like he’s extremely caring and generous . We have to kill the myth that chthonic deities are unresponsive and apathetic.

Here’s an article about Hades’ worship for everyone who wants to keep reading about this topic

[wolfstar4466]

😍 for the wip asks 💜

This one is from my Ship of Theseus WBG fanfic:

“I think I forgot how much another Mike Walters makes life better. A sheepdog isn’t very good without any sheep.”

I just think Mike Walters is neat

[ducky-bah]

May I request the medium template for a dsmp Tommyinnit fictive? With focus on ties to Wilbur? Mixed feelings about his older brother, but we have a Revivebur fictive whos trying to improve himself and think having someone to better himself for would help him. Sorry if this is an odd request!

Not an odd request at all! Feel free to change anything to make him fit better with your system

Headmate below the cut!

༄~𖦹︎ Name(/s) ➪ Tommy, Theseus

༄~𖦹︎ Pronouns ➪ He/him, They/them, It/its, Disc/discs, Compass/compass's, Mellohi/mellohis, Pog/pogs, Lake/lakes, Ocean/Oceans, Stick/sticks, Big/man/big mans/big mans/big manself(?)

༄~𖦹︎ Gender ➪ Masculine leaning neutral, TommyInnitcharic (would be the kind to see those zenos/neos based on him and love them), TommyInnitCharic 2, c!tommycharic, c!tommy intrj flag, tommygender

༄~𖦹︎ Orientations ➪ Demiromantic

༄~𖦹︎ Age ➪ 15-19

༄~𖦹︎ Species ➪ Demon(?)

༄~𖦹︎ Role(/s) ➪ Ageslider &/or (Indirect) Rehabilitator &/or Lost Adult(ish)

༄~𖦹︎ Source or Theme ➪ c!tommyinnit [DSMP]

༄~𖦹︎ Appearance or Faceclaim ➪

➪ Links 1 & 2 & 3

༄~𖦹︎ Likes ➪ Records, music, cows, sheep, goats, bugs, spiders, cool sticks, diet Coca-Cola, the colour red, dragons

༄~𖦹︎ Mixed Feelings➪ Smoke, trains, liminal spaces, long coats, other things that remind him of his brother

༄~𖦹︎ Dislikes ➪ The quiet, sudden loud noises or sudden movements, being alone, being in very large crowds

༄~𖦹︎ Proxy Option ➪ 💿🐄/📀🌲

༄~𖦹︎ Moodboard ➪

➪ Moodboard creds; 1 & [we put together the second one]

༄~𖦹︎ Personality Traits/Quirks ➪ Can be loud and obnoxious, but can also be very quiet and reserved when unsettled/anxious, can be quick to fill the silence though tends to come off as more obnoxious because of it. Can be outwardly childish at times, though often he won't realise because his internal mindset is often similar to that

༄~𖦹︎ Aesthetics ➪ Forestgrunge, goblincore, fairycore

༄~𖦹︎ Front Triggers ➪ Cat & Mellohi by C418, fire, moths

༄~𖦹︎ Typing Quirk(/s) ➪ On and off all caps typing quirk

༄~𖦹︎ Notes ➪ Wants to have his brother back; in the way that part of him believes the person he knows as his brother may not exist anymore, yet some part of him hopes to be able to have back the good old times with him where everything was so carefree and fun, that part of him believes his brother can change, and believes that his brother will change.

This was a fun one, sorry it took a while! -Bee

[keepmeinmind-01]

i had a dream that theseus became a werewolf to cure his bone cancer (I mean, this is dream logic) like everyone was horrified, called him a monster, etc, and then when the transformation comes, they dramatically chain him up and it’s all like, “you have to kill me if I become a monster! stay away”. but instead of being like a big hulking werewolf when he transformed, he literally just turned into a wolf-sized wolf. like after all the screaming, there’s a puff of smoke, and boom Theseus turns into a skinny, perturbed, knee-height grey wolf.

everyone was like “oh what the fuck? he’s just a wolf.”

but because they expected Theseus to be like a seven foot werewolf, he literally just leapt out of the chains and left and they had to scramble after him and try and catch him. werewolf theseus was really scared of humans and ate loads of sheep.

but because werewolf theseus kept running off and eating sheep, then waking up as a naked human in random fields and getting chased off/shot at by angry farmers with guns, newt had to turn into an actual big muscly alpha werewolf to protect Theseus. like this is genuine wolf conservation stuff

exam season kinda dream, I guess the moral of the story is that it’s never as bad as you think 💀

[platoapproved]

hades 2 initial impressions after a day of playing:

i am never going to get the hang of sprinting it’s dash or die for me babey

every time hecate turns me into a sheep during her battle it is funny and cute, i can’t help it, i love temporarily desperately scampering away from projectiles while muttering “nooooooo you’ll mess up my woooooolllll :c”

scylla has huge sailor-moon-enemy energy and i love that for her

hestia boons are so sick

still getting the hang of hexes but they mostly feel like a waste of time, sorry selene your dress is really nice though

the voice acting for narcissus is so good. the theseus of hades 2

CERBERUS REFUSED TO BE PET, MY HEART US BROKEN :<

so far the knives are my favorite but they can never replace the fists from hades 1. so much more focus in this game on ranged stuff and incorporating slower moves. I don’t hate that since ranged damage is SO MUCH SO MUCH better in this one. but. my favorite builds are always to stack as much speed boost and sturdiness as i can and then rush in and get in close and nasty and destroy all the enemies before they can even get an attack off. and the knives are just….. not quick enough for that. 😔

i mostly like the resource collecting but it’s obnoxious only having one tool at a time. it just makes me mad seeing something i can’t mine or dig etc when i don’t have that tool.

[astraymetronome]

is it wrong that I kinda want to see dream Being used as a stuffed toy by a sleepy/ bird brain Tommy ?

Nope! Of course not!

Be aware this is a one-off for my main story! I've been working on it since this ask came in around mid-March. I've named it to put it on Ao3 and for my master list!

Warning- Emetophobia, Mentions of fatal vore, a single mention of the character Wilbur soot.

Otherwise please enjoy,

A Nest of Pig and Sheep.

Note-

Birds are really nice and I have an obsession with dsmp. Also- sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm working on chapter three so expect that soon enough. I also got my nose pierced and it's infected so I'm juggling things.

I'm also well aware of the current Wilbur situation and I support Shubble 100%! It's a little confusing and everything so I'm not gonna bring Wilbur up in anything I post for a while. I just don't know how to feel about it.

Tommy still remembered the stress he’d felt when talking with Techno about the situation currently sitting in his stomach. He’s gotten into a routine of when he would keep Dream trapped away and when Techno would keep an eye on Dream while he took a moment to eat, getaway, and just take a break. It wasn’t that bad, more stressful because Dream refused to let Tommy relax. It was a bad mix for the avian because he couldn’t help the side of his instincts that screamed to please those he imprinted on. 

Now, Dream wasn’t the only one he imprinted on. He’d imprinted on Techno and some other family, but the stupid ram was the first one he’d been around when his wings sprouted. If the bird was honest, exile had been hell over the 5 years he’d been stuck in that dumb ass tent. Imprints were hard to get over, it was the main reason he kept wanting to go back to Dream despite his human brain knowing the horrid relationship they shared. 

Either way, he was struggling to handle everything together. Tommy was still getting over the past, waking up screaming and having night terrors. His scars would always throb afterward and he was constantly dealing with hearing words from his abdomen as Dream messed with him even from his containment. 

It was getting to the point where he was struggling to sleep. Dream would always wait till Tommy was dozing off to start squirming and basically revive his bitching about the situation he’d gotten himself into. It always pissed him off because he was always tired when it happened and he couldn’t do anything about it because they couldn’t trust not having someone watch the shitty ram when he was outside of Tommy’s stomach. 

So here he was, half asleep at the kitchen table while Techno made some breakfast. He’s gotten used to chugging the gross mix of fire resistance and regen pots in order to make sure his body wouldn’t hurt him. Despite how much Tommy despised Dream, he couldn’t bring himself to harm him. Yeah, he’d taken the bastard's first two lives, but he wasn’t a monster. 

A yawn left him as he watched the piglin brute cook. He would normally try to help, wanting to assist his brother, but Dream hadn’t let him sleep the night before or last night as well. He was angry as he sleepily grumbled and listened to the sound of the sizzling eggs. The smell made his stomach churn, hunger burning more than the potions under his skin. Normally he’d let Dream out in the morning so they both could eat and avoid the embarrassment, but Tommy wasn’t in the mood to deal with him right now.

The avian had dealt with enough anger last night that the idea of being screamed at and cursed out for eating now wasn’t even on his mind. He didn’t care if this pissed off the admin, all he wanted was to eat and try to forget about how tired he was. 

“Theseus, you can always do chores later.” The piglin man said with a very small sigh. It was obvious that Techno could see how bone-deep exhausted his little brother was. Tommy found that familiar irritation bubbling in his stomach, wanting to snap at him but he knew better than to bite the hand that feeds you. He just nodded, watching him cook once again. 

His eyes were beginning to droop close as his brother worked, the soft sounds of pans and controlled flame were lulling him back to sleep only for his stomach to lurch as a rough shove was placed at the base of his esophagus. Nausea swelled quickly, saliva pooling into his mouth at the same speed. He couldn’t help the growl that built in his throat, a subconscious way to threaten the movement inside his body.  

He missed the way Techno’s ears twitched, perking up and towards his direction at the sound. Tommy sat up once more, it was probably a better idea to just give up on sleeping now or at all. 

The minutes passed rather quickly, at least as far as he could tell. He blinked softly as his brother placed a plate in front of him before a small cup of tea was sat down as well. He felt a little confused but the smell of it was honestly heavenly. Tommy wanted to scoop up the cup and gulp the apple-scented liquid. He went to cup his hands around the small glass only for his older brother to gently take hold of his hands. 

“Before you eat, you’re letting Dream out.” Techno said as he carefully pulled him out of the chair. Tommy held back a chirp, wanting to whine and complain but he didn’t have the energy for it. He gave a nod, agreeing with what his brother wanted before walking to the sink. He acknowledged that the piglin had stepped away as he leaned over and tried to empty his stomach. He couldn’t do it as efficiently as he could with a crop, but avians lacked a gag reflex in exchange for being able to empty their stomachs at will. 

Tommy could feel the uncomfortable sensation in his stomach before the squirming weight was forced up and out. He caught the small body in his palms, fingers cradling Dream’s form as he held back a weak whine. He didn’t like throwing up, at all, but they didn’t have a reliable way to trap him. Tommy set Dream down into a bowl of clean soapy water before washing the acid and potions mixer off his hands. He then moved to start cleaning the same combination off of the small ram’s form. Within a moment of starting, Techno placed a hand on his shoulder and carefully pulled him away from the sink. 

“I can do it, go eat.” The man mumbled as he pushed the avian towards the table. Tommy simply sighed before giving in and returning to the table. 

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Tommy had devoured most of his breakfast before Techno had finished rinsing Dream off. It was the best thing he’d had in days even if eggs and toast were a pretty common choice for the two of them. The tea had been a sweeter addition than he’d like but it was nice and warmed him up well with how a fire had yet to be made. He could feel the sleepy side of his brain acting up, wanting to give in to the sleepy desire to curl up in his nest. By the time Techno had sat down with Dream tucked into his dress shirt’s front pocket, it was the best place for Techno to keep him without losing his location. 

Tommy finished the cup of tea, placing it down before he shoved the last egg into his mouth. He still remembered how his brothers used to call him a cannibal for liking eggs. It wasn’t like they were chicken, plus some kinds of birds eat other breeds. Starlings were prone to it, that's true, but it wasn’t like he wanted to actively hunt actual birds. He didn’t want to do that again. Exile had been the all-time low, he refused to return to that place of his mental and physical health. 

He couldn’t help a pleased chirp at the positive weight in his stomach, it wasn’t as heavy as Dream so the sensation wasn’t causing a constant discomfort in his belly. He gave a gentle smile before looking towards his older brother, Techno was eating his own breakfast all while offering some bits to Dream. The main thing that caused a giggle to bubble in his throat was the fact the piglin had lamb sausages instead of beef-related. 

A small giggle erupted from his throat before the teen blinked in slight confusion. He wasn’t one to do that. Laughing was something everyone did but Tommy never <em>giggled.</em> He blinked as he looked back up at his brother. He felt confused as he looked around a little before turning to pick up the cup once more. It didn’t smell drugged in any way so nothing really made sense for the fact he began to feel a little on the loppy side. 

Techno sighed after a moment before standing, taking the cup from his hand, and setting it down. “Go curl up in my den Tommy.” The brute said before just resuming his meal as if he didn’t just confuse the fuck out of him. Tommy didn’t feel that bothered regardless, his brain just felt fuzzy. The baby bird in his head just happily chirped, eager to listen to his protector as he went to scoop up his plate and cup, planning to place them down in the sink. 

Techno simply chuffed, the sound causing Tommy to stop and warble out a complaint. It didn’t even seem to matter since, in seconds, he gave up complaining and instead relaxed to let his older brother take care of the dishes. 

A nap in the den sounded nice. 

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Techno watched as Tommy made his way up towards his room. He gave a fond smile once his back was turned and just kept his eyes on how Tommy seemed to be calmer after having drank the tea. The brute found himself sighing as he glanced toward the main elephant in the room, the man in his pocket. The piglin pulled him out, looking over the bastard before placing him on the table.

“Dream. If you don’t stop being stubborn, I’ll eat you myself, and I <em>won’t</em> let you out.”  He had respect for the ram, of course, but if Dream didn’t bother to respect Tommy after he won fair and square, he’d do it. He was a man of his word after all. 

He could see the way his face shifted and contorted to understand what he was saying, Dream’s face turned slightly frightened before steeling into a stern gaze. “You wouldn’t dare. You can’t kill me, the server would die without an admin!” He barked out. The piglin gave a huff as he scooped up the small man and held him in a loose but firm grip. His hoofs tapped on the tile as he stepped to the sink, placing the plates down inside. 

He set Dream on the counter, making sure he was trapped in a glass that wouldn’t allow the dirty blonde to even sit up let alone have the coordination to find a way out. He was quick with the dishes, making sure to keep his eyes on the small man just to be safe. Once he’d finished, and dried off his hands, he made sure to scoop up the man. 

“We’re going upstairs, Tommy should be in his instincts by now and I’d rather not deal with an angry bird.” The brute sighed. Techno was well aware he was the reason the avian was in this state. Phil had told him Chamomile tea was a good natural way to trigger instincts. It worked on any hybrid but was really effective on avians. He knew how Tommy was growing up. Before he had even grown his wings the boy’s instincts were bad. The blonde had always been a nest/den hog whenever he was tired or sick. Considering his brother probably hadn’t had a good bout of instincts in a while, this was well overdue since Tommy would rarely even chirp or coo whenever he was comfortable. 

Within moments of opening the door, his instincts screaming happily at the heat, Tommy had sat up, his elf-like ears perking curiously, as he tilted his head. He could see how blown out his pupils were, they were widened to the point the smallest rim of the blue could be seen. With this, the blue looked less dull, and brighter than the way Tommy had been before the five years of exile. 

If the piglin hybrid was honest, he wished he’d heard about his exile before two years had passed. As far as he’d been aware, Tommy had just been living his life in La’Manburg. His brother probably would have ended up being a vice president or something more. Dream was the main reason, having told others he’d inform Phil and Techno but that hadn’t happened. Phil had been informed through Tubbo and Quackity when they’d rangled him in for the compass and Techno had found out from Ghostbur about a week after Phil had left for La’Manburg. 

He felt guilty about it, even after Tommy had betrayed him and left to go back to the people who harmed them both, he knew he’d be here whenever Tommy needed him. That was the role of an older brother and, if Wilbur wasn’t going to fill that role, he would step up and be the figure their baby bird needed. 

Techno chuffed as he stepped into the den, Tommy immediately chirped his wings flapping as a small amount of downy slipped from the base of his wings. A small glance at the black and red feathers was enough to tell the brute that Tommy was overdue for some preening. He sighed and stepped in, reaching towards his little brother, before pulling him into his lap. Tommy peeped in response, his wings flapping as the bird glanced back towards him. 

“Hold this.” He said simply as he moved Dream towards the little bird’s hands. Tommy didn’t hesitate to grab ahold of the man, the ram screeching in response as he yelled. 

“What the hell, Techno! Don’t hand me to some stupid bird who can’t even finish me off!” He barked out. Dream was pissed but Techno wasn’t bothered. He watched as Tommy glanced down at the man before a smile spread across his face. The bird nuzzled him, keeping the blonde near him as he chirped and happily seemed to cuddle him. A part of his brain twinged with jealousy, the protective part of his brain wanting to have his runt cuddling up to him instead but he pushed it away and carefully began to run his fingers through the feathers to start the preening process. 

He made his way from the base of his wings towards the tips of his primaries, laying them over the corresponding feathers. He often helped Phil with the base of his wings while occasionally helping with the rest. Their dad had explained that they tend to be more focused on caring for their young instead of having them take care of them. 

As he worked, Tommy just seemed to hold Dream on his lap. He seemed to be dozing off while being preened, coos and trills leaving the starling as he pushed his weight into him. By the time he’d finished, Tommy was half asleep, his tail flicking around as he melted into his touch. Techno didn’t hesitate to start placing some golden trinkets into Tommy’s hair, braiding the small amount he could, as he began to give into his own instincts. 

The avian had his ears pierced by him when they were younger, Techno’s instincts had gotten the better of him. Tommy had been three then but was an absolute champ over the situation. He took out one of his earrings, slipping the golden hoop into Tommy’s ear, happily chuffing as the bird began to doze off, his breathing evening out as sleep finally claimed the exhausted avian. He relaxed at the sight, taking note of how tightly Tommy held onto Dream. He wouldn’t be able to nap, just in case, but seeing his little brother so relaxed was worth it. 

They’d work through this. 

Even if the entire server paid for their choices.

[panny-lii]

wait, who's Dora's mother?

Pandora is a child of one of Theseus' disciples, none of them sheep. He takes care of her as if she were their own child. It's uhhhh, complicated!

[tangleslime2]

...you want Zommoth song suggestions?

This is, of course, influenced by our own interpretation - from what we can see, your playlist touches on the becoming of something monstrous and ship-of-theseus type nature of the beast, and our specific interpretation is "they did that to themself, on purpose, after being taken against their will and gaining one hell of a grudge against the roaches".

We think you could probably honestly get some good stuff from FNAF fansongs, if you're willing to delve into that - a lot of them work surprisingly well for cordyceps in general, and we think that the sort of deliberately... "electronic", if that makes sense, tones that a lot of them take fits Zommoth quite well, but we do think that most of our offerings will be too specific to Our Specific Interpretation or too generally vibes-based, so you'll have to take this as General Suggestions.

We can offer The Wolf by SIAMES, Animal Impulses by IAMX, Bloodsuckers by Johnny Hollow, The Nowhere King from Centaurworld, Little Pistol and Body by Mother Mother, and Rule #21 - Memento Mori by Fish in a Birdcage for general suggestions - YMMV, your mileage may vary, please feel welcome to pick and choose, we have quite a few options rattling around here.

For "vibes" rather than lyrics, we can offer Chronos by Zef and Danimal Cannon (instrumental song), Probably End Up Dead In A Ditch Somewhere by Nero's Day At Disneyland (may be harsher to the ear than some of the others listed here) and Shut Eye by Stealing Sheep - we don't think that it's entirely possible to match the lyrics to a character on that one, admittedly.

Also on vibes, we can offer The Wolf Song by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley - slightly more "general cordyceps" than anything else, fits with Leif as well. We can tentatively offer We Forgot We Were Human by the Dirt Poor Robins, but that one's more a roach song than a Zommoth song, specifically.

Also, while we're here, may we humbly offer you a Leif song in the form of Venus Ambassador - a lot of these are Leif-adjacent in general thanks to the... general fungus overlap. Hope this helps (and hope this isn't too much to absorb - we DO have a lot here, after all.

Thank you! I am working on listening to these and adding them to the playlist (my little sister likes FNAF, so I'm going to ask her for song recommendations).

[savethepinecones]

sheep of theseus