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Daphne: Making my way downtown, walking fast-

Apollo: I love you!

Daphne: [turns into a tree]

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at the mention of him performing this operation had her nodding even more , " exactly . I mean . I WAS murdered by you before so who ' s to say this isn ' t victim #2 ?? " though she was being utterly dramatic. Daphne quieted down some once he actually put the poor guy back together. somehow in one piece.

" you .. shouldn ' t you be used to this stuff ? "

she was no expert , but her face paled at the thought of him with more scalpels.

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“  I feel like I just witnessed a murder. “ she started nodding to herself after brushing her hair behind her ears . muttering to herself in the process ,  “  yeah — like a literal murder. “ 

the horrors of medicine were beyond her imagination.

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“Nah, nahhhhh, Its fine!” Apollo laughed nervously. “You can totally live with only half a liver. And its me doing this.” A little bit of healing magic, and the poor patient was fixed up like Apollo had never accidently taken a vital organ out. 

“That was a bit more excitement than i was ready for.”

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“  I feel like I just witnessed a murder. “ she started nodding to herself after brushing her hair behind her ears . muttering to herself in the process ,  “  yeah --- like a literal murder. “ 

the horrors of medicine were beyond her imagination.

@brokenbow

“Oooohhhh, its a good thing I’m the god of medicine. I was thinking about the Four Humors, lets go ahead and stick this liver back in.” Apollo said in the most awkward sing-song voice.

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( @singofus​ . ) / / . cont . 

( hermes . )

truly she needed a distraction. at the very mention of it she perked up. throwing aside silly youthful troubles to set herself up for mischievous deeds and adventure. she took his wineskin and offered it to her parting lips. slugging it down like a sailor would his beer.

and a sailor she was wasn’t she ? unable to hold her tongue. unable to stop herself from speaking her truths . always kept in the back - seas of her head.

she handed him back a half empty bottle. feeling well and sloshed. wiping the rest of the ichor from her lips with the back of her hands. 

“  alright. i’ ll bite. oh ‘ great hermes. what adventures do you have in store for me ?  something saved enough to distract me from my current perils and destiny. “ 

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 Send 👉👈  on anon  if you want to ship together but are too shy to approach 

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@overyourhubris​​​  . // .  cont . (  x  )

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                                                  of course he had a point. their pains at the hand’s of gods only gave way to fires. fires that burned - bruised - and swallowed them both whole. what else could she say to that ? that she had healed from it ? that she had saved herself from burning to death underneath the hot sun of the god apollo ? no . she had not healed. she had burned through . and what she was now , was simply an excuse for a god to tamper with her life further . 

                                                                                   “ after I had found the Elysium fields i thought my deeds would be heard of. the way i fought back. the way i struggled. but it all landed back on apollo. on HIS STORIES. not mine. “ ember flickered in her chocolate brown hues  ,

“ he gets written as this hopeless romantic and me the victim. something i will not be anymore. “ 

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I WILL BE MARRIED FOR A WEEK TO THE FIRST PERSON IN MY ASKBOX WHO SAYS “HONEY, I’M HOME”

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quinnharleyx:

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 daphne watched his fingers closely when they neared her face. she would not have any second doubts that he would attempt to flirt  ,  however here he was being . . . civil. she wouldn’t help but take a sigh of breathe. it was a relieve for her to see a side of him so tamed down compared to what she would expect. 

she briefly nursed her finger. sticking it in her mouth once it was stung from the bow. she looked at him then. speaking between sucking on her finger  ,  

“   you make it sound so easy. I ‘ d have thought I ‘d do better , but  . . . “  she was always a fan of Diana. and to be able to draw a bow like the goddess could ,  well , that would be a dream come true. she looked up to her as a role - model. not only was she a natural at sport  ,  but she was a deity un - afraid to avoid marriage. un - heard of amongst the greek immortals ! 

she pushed her finger back out of her mouth. going to follow his instructions more closely this time ,  “  this time I ‘ ll get it for sure.  “  she stated firmly , changing her stance , her grip more steady , before firing off the arrows. this time not hurting herself , however she missed her target by a wide range ,  “  dammit all !  “ 

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daphne tried to pretend she did not feel the heat rising from the ground below  , nor what felt like sun   -   beams glistening in their view. she knew if she spoke about it he would mop. and she was more readily handled to speak with a professional sounding god than a smitten one , ( even if he was both . ) her eyebrows scrunched up as she built up her concentration. focusing on his voice  , 

“  like this ?  “  she asked. before accidentally firing off the arrow. the arrow swinging half - hazardly before running it’s course into the ground below. landing in the ditch of a grass mound. 

“   shit  !  “  she exclaimed. finding herself with a bruise   ,  as  fore   -  warned about. her attention focusing on the purple   -  blue mark covering her pale skin  ,  “    should  ‘  ve  listened.  “  she muttered to herself. re  -  setting the bow this time with slightly trembling fingers.  

“Well, yes, that sort of exactly is what you’re not supposed to do.” Apollo admitted. Before Daphne could draw back her next arrow, Apollo set a hand on her elbow. “When you draw back, you’re not using your elbow to do it. You pull back with your shoulder. The upper arm is where all that strength is. So your elbow here-” Apollo very gently corrected her stance so her elbow was even with the arrow. “And then you’re going to pinch the bowstring. You dont want to wrap your fingers around it, you’ll never get them away in time and will lose fingertips.

“When you draw back.” Here, Apollo moved to stand behind her and mimiced drawing back the bow. “Keep your face aimed at the target, dont look at the bow. Anchor your string here.” He pressed his thumb against the corner of Daphne’s mouth. “And you just release the string.”

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send me 🔪 and my muse will rank how well they think yours would do in a horror movie.

🟊                 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. 🟊🟊              𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝. 🟊🟊🟊           𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 🟊🟊🟊🟊        𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 ��𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐. 🟊🟊🟊🟊🟊     𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚒'𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 / 𝚣𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜 / 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 . 

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daphne tried to pretend she did not feel the heat rising from the ground below  , nor what felt like sun   -   beams glistening in their view. she knew if she spoke about it he would mop. and she was more readily handled to speak with a professional sounding god than a smitten one , ( even if he was both . ) her eyebrows scrunched up as she built up her concentration. focusing on his voice  , 

“  like this ?  “  she asked. before accidentally firing off the arrow. the arrow swinging half - hazardly before running it’s course into the ground below. landing in the ditch of a grass mound. 

“   shit  !  “  she exclaimed. finding herself with a bruise   ,  as  fore   -  warned about. her attention focusing on the purple   -  blue mark covering her pale skin  ,  “    should  ‘  ve  listened.  “  she muttered to herself. re  -  setting the bow this time with slightly trembling fingers.  

daphne felt a  moment of pity for apollo. it was quick , but it was still there. she sighed heavily before giving in   ,

“   fine. FINE. you might know more than I let on .  “  he was a god after all , wasn’t he ? he had to have a bit of sway over her problem  ,

 “   can you please just (  … )  teach me alright ?  “  she said . holding up the bow in her arms. fumbling with the arrows that sat in it ‘ s holdings on her shoulders.  

                                   @brokenbow​​                             .           /                c              .

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“    me doing the tee    -   pee ‘  ing ?   hm. I’ve been trapped as a laurel tree long enough to know that that is mean towards my other woody neighbors  ( . . . )  “  here she paused  ,   “   but I would totally do that .  “  she chuckled slightly. 

“  hm  ,  “  she thought his words over. go visit someone ? she already took the time to send her father messages by raven under hade ‘ s and persephone ‘ s strict gaze  , 

“  even if i ‘ d want to I ‘ d have to go through apollo first. “  she had no doubt that he would hunt for her. even in her death  ,  “  sadly  ,  there is no safety when it comes to gods. “ her eyes flickered at his own ,  “  no offense.  “

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@penniesfortheferryman··           .       /        c      .    

the recently departed daphne had nothing better to do with her after   -   life than occasionally find pleasures in speaking with the ferrymen of hades. the river Styx sitting every lasting near their boat. she clamored to sit in the boat. looking for a safe spot    ,   one that didn ‘ t give her clear access to seeing the rest of hades realm  &  instead focused on the gateways afar. 

“   i  believe  in  a human  body  I  would  ‘  ve  loved Halloween. The costumes , the candy ( … )   “  she admitted. flinching at the thoughts of her leafs changing colors    ,  &&  the never  - ending horror of time itself burning away at her trunk , 

“  but  I   bet  i  ‘  d  end  up  with  tee  -  pee  in  my  branches.  “  she shrugged.

Kharon tilts his head at the other as they spoke, his hands to going to his hips as his mind wonders around. Now he was just excited for the day to come, well, maybe more excited about going up and getting some pie. Oh, and maybe some hot cocoa, or hot apple cider? He blinks back to what she was saying. A short giggle leaving him when she mentioned the toilet paper in the trees classic prank, at least that is what he assumed she meant.

”Oh! Or maybe you would be the one to place the tee-pee there!” He jokes, dropping his hands she he could head to his boat where she sat, “… you could go enjoy the day if you like. They do get one thing right about the veil being thinner on that day.” He offers, “I wouldn’t stop you.” @sunlifted​

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//  since eros had hit both apollo AND daphne with separate arrows. one to fall in love and one to be impervious to love it is extremely hard for daphne to find love HOWEVER i can imagine after she died hade’s over - ruled that arrow and helped her so that she could fall in love if she wished it. 

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𝐃𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐧𝐞    ,   𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 - 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭  , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫 ,  𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞  , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬. Daphne swallowed fiercely upon being touched. feeling the cool finger    -   tips  of the man that helped send her where she was now. sitting upon the cool floors of hade ‘ s realm. having rested there in surprise  ,  shock  ,  to find apollo having found her. believing this to be her curse    ,  

“   breathing yes  .  “  she swatted his hands away  ,    “   for  now.  as long as hades allows it  .   “  her words were ominous. for even she half   -   believed this to be a trick. how could she still be nothing but an laurel tree again ? was she merely dreaming  ?  ,   “   yet even in death I find you following me .  “  she whispers slowly. collecting her words in her mouth. letting them sit there like venom. striking upon her tongue with it ‘ s poison  ,

“  I once believed you to be a boy. not a god. not a man  ,   but  a boy.  𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 .  “ she looked at him then. finally meeting his gaze  ,   “   I have yet to see why my words are not true. I was warned by father about leading the love of the gods back home  &  I see why I should have listened quicker.  “ 

her face noticed the laurel leaves , with distain did her eyes fall on them   ,  a  reminder of transformation from flesh to brook than flesh again. reminding her that this was not a dream , but instead a waking night  -  mare  ,      “   these are merely trinkets of me  ,  apollo.  nothing more.  “  her voice was strict --- shaking    ,    from the anger. 

𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 still fresh in the heart of the 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ; completely bitter. Yet not unhealed. The spark of sudden desire, of love which did 𝐍𝐎𝐓 belong to him, the chase that was 𝐍𝐎𝐓 supposed to happen and the sorrowful end —– it was all his fault,  but how could he know how far the boundaries of Eros’ curiely can go ? His guilt, nonetheless is eternal and shows in his silver eyes, and perhaps in his touch too as the tips of his fingers find 𝒉𝒆𝒓 rosy cheek. No lust nor any sort of desire is there now, such feelings have all withered away with the death of the sweet daphne, only curiosity dwells within him now for he is completely astonished to see her again. In flesh and blood.    “    I . . did not know Hades would allow such a thing.    ”    A faint twist of lips, even if those feelings were not truly his, were they so horrible that even the King of the Underworld took pity on her and let her start a new life ? At such thoughts, his hand trails away from her soft flesh but then gives life to a few Laurel leaves to remind her of his promise.    “    But I am glad to see you are breathing again, Daphne.    ”     »   @sunlifted​ ​ //  𝐒𝐂.

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“   to   find   somebody   else  turned   into   a  plant  &  /   or   part  of   nature   has  got  me  thinking  that  we  should  really  tattle   to  demeter   .  “

@goldxnwarriors​​      . (  hyacinth .  )  /      p  .   

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\\ verses I play out are pretty basic. Either she's alive before she meets apollo , dead and wandering the realms , or reincarnated back on the mortal realm.

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“ in light of circumstance with apollo ---  &    with me being dead   &&   all. I propose that we attempt to set some pranks on your brothers   &   sisters. I mean   ,  what else should I do with my time ? approach the elysian fields ? nah .  I ‘ m not ready for that just yet  .   “

@singofus​​  (  hermes.   )   /  LIKE for a smol starter ft ‘ s . my icon as cartoons !