#short for persephone :)))

[strawberrinoz]

marriage proposal no mermaid pendant required

[hymnoeides]

Sooooo the recent mlp comic loosely based off the odyssey (+ other myths featured)…..

[lturnips]

Someone who doesn't know anything about greek mythology watching Kaos: yh this is probs pretty accurate

Someone who knows a fair bit about greek mythology watching Kaos: this is so inaccurate they have changed everything

Someone who had studied greek mythology watching Kaos: omg omg omg so much of this is so accurate

[shinedoitsulikeabright]

Had Odysseus been smarter, he would've perhaps asked Hades to help him evade Poseidon. I mean, Hades was surely annoyed. Poor guy had 500 new arrivals to deal with all because of his brother's little tantrum.

[littleeliza-lotte]

Grace and Dónal’s final show

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[anniflamma]

FEED ME YOUR BIG THREE HEAD CANONS!!!!

(Persephone + Hades, Amphy + Poseidon, Hera + Zues)

IM HUNGRY!!!!!

(sent with love 💋❤️)

ALL RIGHT THEN! 😆

Hades and Persephone:

Poseidon and Amphirite:

Despite everything, I see them liking echothers company but they arnt really so affectionate. At the start of their marriage, Poseidon was all lovey dovey and nagged alot, and Amphy just endured, but now they enjoy eachother despite Poseidon being a butthole most of the time.

Zeus and Hera:

Toxic relationship personified.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Percy x Leo is topnotch but ESPECIALLY with transfem Percy because it means Percy is canonically Leo's type.LEO VALDEZ LOVES HOT TALL WOMEN🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣

[genericpuff]

just your regular reminder that the infantilization has nothing to do with persephone's height on its own lmao

it's not people "hating on short women", that is a distraction from the real issue, which is that persephone was designed at her core to look and act like hades' 9 year old daughter lmao

[ourladyofeternity]

Hadestown UK cast for 2024 is fucking pure GOLD

Video from @whatsonstage instagram feed

[aliciavance4228]

Many people mentioned that funny moment from the Iliad where Hades gets scared by his brother’s earthquake, but few people are talking about this moment from Metamorphoses, Book 2, after Phaeton drove his father's chariot:

"And even as the ground asunder burst, the light amazed in gloomy Tartarus the King Infernal and his Spouse."

[onehopefuldreamer]

All Stray Gods Romance Endings

Persephone

Freddie

Pan

Apollo

[becoming-persephone]

WHAT IT MEANS TO DIE.

I no longer fear death. I fear falling.

In June 2023 I was diagnosed with GBS triggered by Lupus which left me paralyzed. Trapped, a mind wandering a hollow vessel as my body attacked my nerves and my muscles withered away. I couldn't speak, eat, or even lift a finger. I was buried alive.

I went from being a yogini and hiker to laying in a hospital bed with my family having to suction my salvia as I watched Housewives on Bravo. My 3 1/2 months in the hospital, in and out of the ICU, was an experience equivalent to walking the depths of hell.

I remember the day before I was rushed to the ICU for only having 1/2 of 1 lung working, three crows visited my window. The fates coming to collect, my mother saw it as an omen, I saw it as a welcoming. I traveled for months in the underworld, burning away my old self with a fever that created an inferno underneath my flesh.

Tears couldn't extinguish the anguish, for it was a death that needed to occur in order for me to heal. Hand in hand with Persephone, I looked at the destruction of my life and began to till the soil. Doubts and fear in hand, I dug up my old roots. I knew deep down that I would never be the same, that the girl everyone knew before was gone, disintegrated in the ashes of yesterday.

Coming home from the hospital was like walking into someone else life and feeling out of place. I was a stranger to the past. You know it's all your stuff but none of it feels like you anymore. Everything became a reminder that I died and I didn't know who the old me was anymore, memories that I had no desire in resurrecting.

4 months in rehabilitation was a mountainous climb that felt never ending. Even Hekate and Persephone couldn't keep the demons away, the parasitic thoughts that latched on anytime I fell, or couldn't lift a tissue from a tissue box. But I was able to take those acidic shadows as reminders that strength is born in the struggle. With every breakdown there was a breakthrough.

From my journey to the underworld and back, I learned that in the darkness the divine resides. We are born from that darkness and it is in that darkness we will lay to rest. Till then, I gaze upon my shadow with pride, for it is a reminder of where I've been and where I'm heading.

_

Current Updates: December 2023 was the last time I was in my wheelchair, February 2024 was the last time I used my platform walker, and June 2023 was the first time I climbed a mountain since getting sick.

[thestarsfightagainstusmyfriend]

Genuinely wish there was one (1) single modern retelling of Hades and Persephone in which Hades isn't 10,000 years old and Persephone isn't one day past her eighteenth birthday

[akirakirxaa]

FFXIVWrite Prompt 9: Lend an Ear

Rating: T

Word Count: 431

Summary: Persephone suffers her grief alone. [Takes place in Unsundered Azem AU, during Endwalker.]

[Master Post]

Persephone bid the Scions, her friends, goodnight before retiring to her room at the Annex.

As the door closed, the signature smile she wore always as Azem slipped from her face, leaving behind a visage of grief that she could not fully destroy, no matter how much she wanted to. That she could not share with anyone else. For who else would understand her grief and feel her pain the same way? Who among them was not happy that the threat to the star she had loved so dearly was dead?

She pulled her crystal from her pocket, the lovely orange that reminded her of sunsets, that he had said so long ago matched her eyes, seeming to sparkle less now. Persephone dragged herself to the nearby bed, still fully clothed and thoroughly incapable of even taking off the long robe-like coat she wore, and curled loosely on her side, hauling the blankets over her as if to hide from the rest of the world. She touched the crystal, and it spoke once more, the only words she had left.

“Herein I commit the chronicle of the traveler.”

A voice that would never speak new words to her, preserved in its original perfection in cold crystal, speaking words she had long since memorized. Some days she was tempted to stay in bed and only listen to them, again and again. His voice was the only thing she lived for now.

“Shepherd to the stars in the dark.“

That, and the reminder that she still had a job to do. A people to save. And once she did…when her purpose was complete…

She would have earned her rest, would she not? And then, then, she would deserve to see them again.

“Though the world be sundered and our souls set adrift,—“

Persephone slipped the purple crystal, with the constellation of the seat of Emet-Selch, from her pocket, placing it with hers, as if she believed that if she just put them close enough together, it would ease the loneliness in her heart.

But they were just stones. Beautiful and sparkling, but they did not ease the ache that had become her constant companion.

“—where you walk, my beloved, fate shall surely follow.”

Persephone did not recall when the tears started falling, but she made no move to stop them as she touched the crystal again, closing her eyes as if to imagine the voice was murmuring her to sleep rather than intoning an age old recording that was now all she had left.

“Herein I commit the chronicle of the traveler…”

[evamei]

The Greek Gods are still around, but they look a little different now.

Aphrodite is a social media influencer living in California, she makes videos with little sparkles in the titles. They're all some variation of “The BEST outfits for summer” or “This is what you say to get a first date”. It's all run of the mill relationship or fashion advice mostly but every once in a while other types of videos pops up. The one that shocks everyone is when the normally sweet tempered girl flips on a dime and rages against the world restricting the right to love whoever you want. That is one thing she can't sit idly by and watch.

Apollo spends his weeks straining his eyes in a research lab in New York. He keeps trying to make medicines to heal all of humanity's ailments but it seems like for every one he fixes four more pop up. He over works himself until he crashes out. He drags himself to his apartment and sits in the quiet, he's always been flighty but he hadn't cared until now, when he goes from being surrounded by friends and co-workers to the loud quiet. His eyes droop but he still manages to click on the TV. The price of prescriptions has jumped up again, it's impossible for so many people to get what they want or need nowadays, all of his work feels like it's for nothing. He curls up on the couch, using an arm as a pillow and closes his eyes against the migraine forming. Maybe he'll take tomorrow off and try to see if enough inspiration will strike to write a song, he has no doubt that if he did it would go viral for a few weeks.

Hades and Persephone live a simple life. Hades owns a funeral home and Persephone a flower shop. They laugh at how it's a little on the nose for them. They enjoy the small Appalachian town though, it's quaint and flourishes every year for tourist season. They have a big great dane named Cerberus. It's not perfect, Hades still carries the weight of the dead and Persephone is still dragged off to her overbearing mother every year but they both know it could be worse. They hold hands and walk through antique stores, watching as the world changes around them but they stay the same.

Demeter lives in Alabama in an old plantation style home. She hires farm hands to work the fields, sometimes she goes and joins them when she starts missing the dirt under her fingernails. On lazy afternoons she sits and rocks on her porch drinking sweet tea, she's always watching down the road waiting for her daughter to come home for good even though by now she knows that won't happen. When she sees mothers with their little girls she can't help but think about everywhere she went wrong. Maybe if she hadn't held on so tight…maybe if she'd given Hades a chance…maybe, maybe, maybe. Then she sees the story of another young flower of a girl murdered by her husband, sees the man get away with it; the anger and fear floods back in and all she can think about is her estranged daughter.

Zuce is a politician living in DC. Almost everyone hates him and it's eating him alive. He'll make a play for power, stripping an area of resources, removing disaster areas to allow large companies to come in and build bigger, more expensive house complexes, banning apps for profit; he thinks people will praise him but they always do the exact opposite. He's so out of touch with the way the 21st century works that he's turned to refusing to try and understand anymore. He can't wrap his head around the way people care more about being good than being powerful. He hits in his office everyday and watches the news for hours as they bash him in the press.

Hera is never home, always traveling from country to country. Technically she's an online marriage counselor but that can be done from anywhere and her husband sends her monthly allowances. She can't stand to be home with him so she never goes home. She's one of the few Olympians that still goes back to Greece. The first time she's almost crushed by the way time has moved on. Temples in ruins or completely gone. Shards of pottery in glass classes. It's the first time she realizes just how much time has passed and the weight of the years weigh down on her shoulders.

Artemis sits in the quiet of a winter forest. She's surrounded by her hunters still, the only Olympian that had the good sense to bring immortal followers with her. She owns a big cabin, they still hunt for food, still live off the land. She reaches out to her family sometimes, feels an aching pain when she sees Apollo through his brief video calls. Watches as the world slowly drains the ones that tried to keep up with it.

Hades and Persephone make sense, they are life and death, they know how to move on and let the world flow around them like silk. The rest feel time grating against their bones, finding new trends fitting uncomfortably, all of their old stories being twisted. Artemis thinks that she'd follow suit with the rest of them if she didn't see Hestia so often. The girl burns brighter than ever, and Artemis knows there is still hope in the world.

Because the Greek Gods are still around, but just like humans they are changed by the world, and just like humans they will persist through the good and the bad.

[littleeliza-lotte]

Hadestown 07/28/24 Act 1 and Act 2

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