#chat: ariadne

[faustianbroker]

@ariadnewhitlock replied to your post “Did your son turn out to be everything you wanted...”:

I know Teddy! They are super great.

​They are, yeah. How'd you meet?

[writeslikeanaria]

Do we have a date for chapter three? I check your profile all the time to see

hi !! in theory i try to post once a week, so it should be up within the next couple days

in practice, it’s started but i’ve also been working on a different piece as well so it might be slightly delayed, but it should still be up by the end of next week !! :)

[ariadne-mouse]

Colleague, '@ing me in the chat board on an old message thread, cc'ing a bunch of high up people: Hi Ariadne, not sure we ever received [critically important document] from you. Can you upload it?

Me: *spends 30 seconds to see that yes, I did upload the document, it's the right version, it's in the right place, it was on time*

Me, smiling while I commit a grisly bureaucratic murder: Hi [Colleague], thanks for reaching out. I uploaded [critically important document] on [exact date] two months ago on the more recent thread for this topic, linked below. You can also find [critically important document] in the Attachments section under the name [critically important document], #27 in the list. Let me know if you have trouble accessing it. *merrily cc's all the same higher ups*

[betraumatizebaby]

Au ideas for Epic the musical

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I've seen many god!Odysseus and mermaid!Odysseus x Poseidon stories on AO3 and Tumblr, and I have my own AU idea that I just have to share! In this AU, not only is Odysseus unwillingly turned into a god/goddess and made Poseidon's spouse, but some of his well-known crew members are also transformed into gods/goddesses and forced into marriages with other gods. Here’s a list of who becomes a god/goddess, in order of their transformation, and their symbols:

Polites: God of Loyalty and Fellowship. He's married to Hades & Persephone, and he was actually willing to marry them and become a god/goddess.

Symbol: A Linked Knot.

Elpenor: God of Folly and Recklessness. He was forced married to Dionysus (though I'm wondering if I should add Ariadne to this AU too, since there are so many versions!).

Symbol: A Cracked Cup.

Eurylochus: God of Doubt and Defiance. He's married to Zeus (just him—still debating if Hera should be nice or mean to him). As expected, he was also unwillingly forced into marriage and godhood—this is Zeus we’re talking about.

Symbol: A Dimly Lit Torch.

Odysseus: God of the Journey and Wanderings. He’s married to Poseidon (I’m considering adding Amphitrite here too). Once again, Odysseus was forced into the marriage and godhood, still missing his wife and son.

Symbol: A Small Ship.

Perimedes: Hasn’t become a god/goddess yet.

Symbol: None.

Yes, Perimedes is still mortal! The reason is I’m not sure which god or aspect he should embody. But plot-wise, Perimedes has somehow survived and will be the one attempting to save his crewmates, whether he wants to or not. He’ll be trying to save Elpenor (who may or may not be his crush), Eurylochus, and Odysseus (not sure if Polites needs rescuing yet…). This story has sensitive topics (especially around forced marriage, etc.), but I try to add a bit of humor, like scenes of the four gods having a tea party (if their husbands let them leave) and chatting about their situations. I’m handling it with respect, though!

Feel free to ask me more questions about this AU—I’d love more ideas!

[okayyeros]

got the urge to finish reading Ariadne over a year after initially buying it, a pretty bookstore employee convinced me to buy The Hymn to Dionysus on a whim, also dreamed abt having a convo with Dionysus all in less than 24 hours. Chat is this a sign

[writeslikeanaria]

tempted to write this…

Okay, okay, hear me out here;

90's AU Ghostface Sebastian Sallow

[snexy-the-snail]

Face masks and Trauma

Percy was used to a lot of things, annoying quests, monsters popping out of nowhere, and shitty prophecies that made no sense and made things more complicated. However, one thing he was not prepared for was being summoned to Aphrodite's temple. Any god temple, really. After the wars, he had gone from barely any contact with the gods to suddenly being the star attraction; god, he was sure, who had hated him even stopping by to chat.

The morning had started out normal; he woke up, rolled out of bed, and was going to start his normal getting ready for school when he saw a paper settled on his desk. It would be normal if not for the fact his desk was tidied up and the paper was glowing, like some sort of weird video game achievement.

"Oooo kay." He murmurs to himself, stepping cautiously over to the desk. He should ignore it; he really should, but the faint scent of flowers and Annabeth's old book smell compelled him to pick it up. In fancy gold ink, a message was scrawled in Greek- thank the gods- "Dearest Percy,

Please see yourself at my temple on Olympus. It is of the utmost importance. Do not fret about your school, as I have already taken care of your absence.

Love, Aphrodite."

Alright...that was new. Gods leaving notes, sure, that was normal. Percy takes a small breath, rubbing his face tiredly before folding the letter. He felt only mildly bad for folding the beautiful script, but what was he supposed to do? So he got dressed, thanking the universe he had something clean before heading to the Empire State Building. He stretches, walking to the front desk, eyeing the attendant behind it. "So..are you going to give me the card, or are we going back and forth?"

They both stared at each other before the man drew an annoyed breath, handing over a key card. "At this point, I think we all know who you are." He grumbles, Percy giving what he hoped was a sympathetic smile.

"Believe me, buddy, I would much rather be at school too- anyway, see ya." He says, giving a mock salute before stepping into the elevator. He swiped the card, not surprised when it melted away into sparkles, a new button appearing on the strip of buttons. He sighs and presses it, leaning against a wall to occupy him. Thankfully, the elevator music had changed. Having a meltdown on Olympus sounded not so fun, especially when he had been officially invited rather than for a weird party or a vote to kill him.

"Now. I have no idea where I'm going." He grumbles, looking around. It was a huge city, and while he knew where the council spot was, it was all too much. He shifts his weight before starting towards the small little city thing going on. Minor gods laughing and shopping with the other immortal inhabitants. It was a lot, especially with some sellers practically trying to shove products in his face.

"Try some nectar?"

"Get your official Drakon scaled jewelry!"

"Enchanted swords! Curses to give you that buzz."

"I'm going to hurl," Percy grumbles, stepping away from a particularly pushy sales..creature. He wasn't sure what gender they were, and he wasn't about the guess.

"I have herbs for that." The creature says with a too-sharp grin.

He was going to stab them. He swore to-

"That won't be necessary; thank you for your concern." Soft hands grabbed his shoulders, guiding him from the stands and towards a quiet spot. He took a deep breath, getting some much-needed air into his lungs. It had been too much. Way too cramped, that was for sure.

"Ah, thank you, Ma'am." He says, turning to face his savior.

She looked.. familiar in some weird way. A small smile graced her features, and oddly enough, it made him feel somewhat safe. "Ariadne will do."

Ariadne...

Oh

OH

"You're Mr.D's wife!" He blurts out suddenly before flushing. Great impression. Ariadne laughs, tucking hair behind her ear back into the graceful hairstyle she had going on. At least she found him amusing; that was more than most minor gods felt about him.

"I am, and you are a demigod in the markets. Rather overwhelming, isn't it?" She asks, amusement glinting in her eyes as she looks over him. Percy chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Overwhelming didn't begin to cover it.

"Sure, let's go with that."

"I doubt you came to visit for the markets; where are you trying to go?"  Percy would have to get Mr.D some sort of gift to give to this goddess because he could weep right now. He takes the note out of his pocket, only slightly surprised to see no fold lines once he un-crumbled it.

"I ah- well, I got this note from Aphrodite. I don't really visit the temple spaces, so I have no idea where I'm going."

Ariadne let a small hum out as she took in the fancy scrawl before nodding. "I can take you there then. You're quite a ways from where you need to be." Thankfully, she didn't sound judgmental, if anything, fond. "Finding ends to mazes is my specialty, after all. " She winks at him before starting to lead the way. Percy is falling into step with her.

"I really appreciate this. Like, I know Annabeth is redesigning the temples, but I don't think she's even gotten to Aphrodite yet."

"It's no trouble at all. Olympus can be intimidating to navigate."

Percy sighs heavily, nodding in agreement. "It's pretty, though...I don't think I've really had a chance to just..sorta look around." He admits taking in the sights. He winces at the pool of water, very clearly holding Sirens. That was.. disturbing. Maybe it was a good thing he wasn't exploring up here often. Her gaze follows his, a frown dusting her features before she grabs his hand, pulling him closer to her side. It was a gesture that he appreciated even if he could totally take them on.

During the rest of the walk, there was silence, which was nice. Percy took the time to admire some of the things he didn't normally get to see. Soon enough, they stopped at the temples. Percy found himself standing at the entrance to a temple. The temple glowed with hues of pink and gold, delicate curtains hung from the ceiling, and the scent of roses and something sweet filled the air. It swirled around, changing scents frequently, smelling like old books, saltwater taffy, and sometimes the sea. There were cushions scattered around, too, blankets neatly folded in a corner.

"Well, well, look who finally decided to show up!" Aphrodite's voice rang out, bubbly and full of energy. She appeared from behind a column, her golden hair flickering from blonde to black to gold. Her form shimmering from form to form. Beside him, Ariadne laughs softly, nudging him forward.

Percy scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to say. "Didn't really know how to get her; Ariadne helped out." Aphrodite practically floated over to him, her sandals barely touching the ground. She pinches his cheek, making him groan exasperatedly.

"She is such a doll when it comes to helping lost souls, isn't she?" Aphrodite coos, offering the minor goddess a smile.

"It was my pleasure to help the hero of Olympus; now I must take my leave, my lady." Ariadne gives him a small smile before turning and walking off.

When Percy looked back at Aphrodite, her eyes were full of mischief, which was never good. Any god that was bored was a dangerous god- well, sometimes, not literally, just annoying. She reached out to squeeze his shoulder, her touch light. "You've been through so much lately, Percy. Fighting monsters, your little struggle with sleep, worrying about school."

Percy blinked, not exactly expecting that.

"I'm fine," he said quickly, knowing exactly where this conversation was heading. It seemed like a lot of gods were on this 'get Percy to talk about trauma' train, but he wasn't exactly thrilled about it. "Really. We don't need to."

"Shhh," she whispered, pressing a finger to his lips. "It's not what you think. And besides, this will be fun! You're going to love it." Her smile grew wider, like she was about to reveal a giant secret, her hands clasping together.

Before he could protest, she gently took his arm and led him deeper into the temple. "I've arranged something special for you today. You're going to relax, Percy. Some self-care will do you some good."

Percy didn't know how to respond to that. He remembered what the last self-care day entailed. It didn't suck and was actually sorta nice, but he wasn't expecting to play hooky for some mental health day. He sighed and sat down on one of the plush cushions after she gestured for him to take a seat.

Aphrodite stood in front of him, her eyes sparkling with what he had learned was excitement. It was weird having their forms melt into one another, never fully settling on just one form. Her hands smoothed his hair back, a headband forming in her hands, which she promptly put on him. "First thing's first: face mask time!" She snapped her fingers, and suddenly, a bowl filled with shimmering blue goo appeared in her hands.

"Oh- is that the blueberry one?" He asks eagerly, shifting in his seat. A pleased smile graced her lips as she gently pushed his shoulder to get him to lie down. "Is it? You enjoyed it last time." She muses an applicator into the bowl, applying it generously to his face.

Her touch was gentle like last time, her movements precise as if she'd done this a thousand times. Who was he kidding? She totally had. He closes his eyes as the chill of the mask seeps into his skin. The cold felt heavenly and probably was doing all sorts of hydrating, cleansing stuff.

"There," Aphrodite said, footsteps indicating she had stepped back to admire her work. "Looking fabulous, Percy," Her tone was light and teasing. "Some meditation, we established that the bells and chimes are the worst, so what are we listening to today?"

"Led Zeppelin?" He asks hopefully. Technically, it wasn't relaxing, but Aphrodite had said last time that it wasn't about it needing to be traditional; it was just something that made his body relax. He lets a delighted hum out when familiar notes sound throughout the air.

"How could I say no?" Aphrodite giggles. A hand tugs lightly at the headband, holding his hair back. Her nails lightly scratched his scalp as she massaged-

"What's that?" he asks, not really sure what she was using. It smelled good, whatever it was, like saltwater taffy.

"Just some oils for your hair, sweetheart. Promotes growth and healthy hair." He hums at her response, focusing on breathing. That was important; he remembered it from the last time. Breathing in slowly and then exhaling just as slowly. The more he focused on his breath, the more he realized how much he had been holding in. It was nice, a different nice than when Hestia coaxed him to talk somewhat about what had happened. He didn't have to say anything or even think about it. He just needed to be.

"How do you feel?"

"Wet- but in a good way." He mumbles, relaxing as she starts putting his hair back up. His response was getting a light from her.

"You Poseidon children and water." She teases, a small hum of warning before she starts to wash the clay mask off, the cool water sending a shiver down his spine. The gentle sensation of water sprinkling on his face felt truly delightful, almost like the rain.

Once the sensation stopped, his eyes fluttered open, and he willing himself dry of the excess water. "Wow, it's almost like water, an element I can control or something." he shoots back, laughing with her as she rummaged around a little kit she had summoned.

"Sarcasm, how refreshing." She brought out a small bottle of what he guessed was moisturizer and started to apply it to his face. She pats his cheeks before poking his nose. "Let's finish this up with something truly special: aromatherapy."

Percy expected her to take out some perfumes or something to spritz; he wasn't expecting her to stand suddenly, her form shifting taller and taller. The temple proportions followed suit. It was shrinking but not exactly, considering that this is probably its normal size. "So...it's like..going to bet there?" he asks, glancing at her in the middle. Half the time, he swore he spent more time in a god's gut than his own house. It was seriously becoming an issue. Though he couldn't muster up the offense, it was truly becoming a normal part of his life.

"You act like it's not a calming environment." Aphrodite huffs, delicately picking him up. Like with the face masks, her actions were swift and graceful, and she was obviously very confident in her abilities. He rolls his eyes, leaning on a finger.

"It's different, I'll give you that." He murmured, stretching his legs out as he was brought up higher.

"Oh please, it's a lovely experience."

Percy cracks a smile, shrugging as his legs are lowered down into her mouth. Smooth velvet-like texture greeted him. It was less lotion-like than last time as well; it was more of a warm blanket out of a dryer feeling. He wriggles in further, the support of her hand slowly leaving his back as he settles within her mouth.

It was less flesh and more fabric, pillowy soft as he sunk into it. Any movement he made was followed, supporting him no matter how he lay. The more he was eaten by a god, the more he noticed how..different things really were. He lets a small hum out, running his fingers over her tongue, enjoying the texture of warm velvet against his skin. It was like sinking into your bed after a long quest.

Perfectly white teeth clack shut around him, the darkness illuminated but a pink glow that seemed to spread whenever he pressed deep into the muscle.

"Cool," he murmurs under his breath, closing his eyes and taking in the moment. She was apparently waiting for his okay, probably something that had been passed through the grapevine. He wasn't really in control when it happened, but the little bit of security was nice. He wriggles forward, feeling his feel dip down into the goddess' throat. "making me do all the hard work." he teases. Laughter renovated all around him, the muscles of her throat tightening briefly on his ankles before a swallow gently tugged him down. It was like being smothered in blankets, which weren't too bad; the warmth emanating from the muscles was nice, too, like an all-around massage.

He lets a small hum out, closing his eyes. Aphrodite always had a heartbeat- or at least the few times he was close enough to hear it. It was steady and warm and loud as he passed by it. The entrance to the stomach was..different, less of a tight ring, more of sorta like putting a shirt on, the fabric rolling over him.

He landed with a dull thump in the mess of plush muscle, which moved around like a water bed, adjusting to any movement he made. "Comfortable?" The suddenness of the question makes Percy jolt before running the back of his neck sheepishly.

"It's not too bad, I guess." He murmurs, shifting to resting his head among the folds of the stomach. He stifles a laugh when he feels a nudge from outside. "Alright, alright, it's comfy."

A pleased hum came from the goddess. He rests, his eyes again, surprised when a pleasant aroma fills the space. It was..everything he liked, it smelled like..home, like Annabeth, his cabin- it was perfect. He was surprised by how calming the fragrance was. For the first time in a long while, his mind quieted, and the tension in his muscles eased.

The silence didn't bother him like he thought it would. Normally, the quiet would set her nerves on fire, the need to get up and move, to be on edge, ready for a fight fading. The light pulsed with each breath Aphrodite took.  

The feeling was similar to sitting at the beach with Annabeth or Nico, just taking in the scene and accepting what had happened to them as fucked up. He takes a deep breath in the warmth, settling deep into aching muscles. With his dad, he felt energized, as if tiny bolts of electricity ran through his veins. Hermes had a vague feeling of running through a field and getting tired; Hestia was warm and heavy, like a weighted blanket, but..this was more like being with someone who cared. Long nights with Annabeth, baking cookies with his mom, and Triton teasing him for something stupid he had done.

Truthfully, the feeling was almost overwhelming. Aphrodite was the goddess of love, so he was pretty sure that was what he was feeling.

Nothing but the steady sound of her heart and the rushing of air into her lungs. It was..calming. He wasn't sure how long he laid there, but it was refreshing to just shut his brain off and for it to actually stay off. He wasn't even aware he had started to doze off until a warm pressure cupped against him.

"Feeling rested?" Aphrodite questions, rubbing against him in a circular motion.

"Very, this was. I mean, it was nice." It really was. Sure, missing school would come to bite him in the ass, but right now, it was worth it. The feeling of her hand became more solid, Percy wrinkling his nose as she pulled him from her middle. It was gross how gods could just do that- phase things through their bodies. The chill of the air is less than desirable. "You know some warning would be nice- it's cold." He grumbles, crossing his arms as he cast his gaze up at her.

Aphrodite had the nerve to laugh at him, but soon, a fluffy robe encircled him, fighting off the cold. Better.

"Still dramatic as ever, little hurricane." She teases, a finger brushing against his cheek. She leans down, depositing him on the carpeted ground of the temple. He wobbles a bit, getting used to gravity after being practically suspended in a waterbed, for he wasn't even sure how long it had been.

"I'm allowed to be dramatic. You all use me like some sort of weird communal snack."

"How can we not? You're so sad and brooding all the time." Aphrodite complains, lightly flicking his forehead. Percy huffing and rubbing the affected area.

"So what? Adds extra flavor or something?" He grumbles, stretching as he gets used to the light. It was a bit different than the soft glow of the goddess' stomach, but thankfully not too blinding. She looked at him with an unreadable expression, and that wasn't just because her form was shifting like sand at the beach. He didn't like it, dropping his gaze to look at the soft fabric of the robe.

"One day, you'll be able to accept that you are hurt and need help,"

Percy swallows thickly, choosing to play with the threads of his robe.

"and I'll be here when you need it."

"Cool..I..okay. So..I can just-" He gestures vaguely to the exit of the temple. A warm weight settles on his shoulder, Aphrodite having shrunk down to his height, her hand firmly in place. Concern. That was an expression he was getting tired of seeing.

"Close your eyes. I'll send you home."

He let a breath out, thankful she wasn't pressing the matter any further than this. He listens, his eyes fluttering shut. The warmth enveloped him fully again before the familiar chill of his room washed over him. He opens his eyes, standing in the middle of his room.

"I'm not going to talk about it," he says to no one in particular.

"They..just won't understand." Who would? He wasn't about to drop information on his mom; that was the last thing she needed, especially with his whole being kidnapped stint. He takes a deep breath and pulls the robe tighter around him before falling on his bed.

"Side, I've got Annabeth and Nico." He mumbles, staring at his ceiling. Whatever. The day had been relaxing, and he would give her that.

He lets an exaggerated sigh before rolling off his bed, deciding he might as well see how late it is and hopefully get something productive done.

[superscrub323]

I got bored and decided to rapid fire as many Gods as I could if they were in the modern world

Zeus: Billionaire CEO that controls Power and Electricity (somehow an improvement over his myth counterpart...but not by much.)

Poseidon: Runs a Oceanic Shipping and Fishing Company.

Hera: Ex-wife of Zeus that now runs a company that plans weddings.

Hades: Runs a Funeral Home and Several Gold Mines.

Demeter: Runs a Farming Company. Mostly focuses on sustainability.

Persephone: Groundskeeper of the Funeral Homes of Hades.

Hestia: Local bed and breakfast that gets large donations from her brothers and sisters to stay afloat that goes to various charities as she wants to run her business her way.

Leto: Childcare

Nike, Bia, Kratos, and Zelus: Athletes (Athena has a crush on Nike)

Hebe and Heracles: A Gym that helps people stay in the prime of their youth and old age.

Asclepius: World Famous Surgeon and Owner of a Hospital

Eileithyia: Runs a hospital wing dedicated to midwifery and childbirth.

Ares: General in the Marines, prefers to be out in the field.

Athena: Jonny Kim but a woman.

Apollo: Musician that spends way too much on lawyers managing his various…controversies.

Artemis: Someone who teaches outdoor survival skills and self-defense courses to young women.

Aphrodite: Modeling, Beauty Products, and Sex Work but somehow manages a passionate and healthy relationship with Ares after the divorce with Hephaestus.

Hephaestus: Inventor, mostly focuses on weapons and robotics but dibbles and dabbles with sex toys when he tried and failed to make the marriage with Aphrodite work…but Algaia appreciates them.

Algaia and the Graces: Charity Work and Artist.

Hermes: Runs a Shipping Company and several Online Chatting servers.

Dionysus: Sommelier and Night Club Owner.

Eros II and the Erotes (and Psyche): Runs several Online Dating sights.

Phobos and Deimos: Ex-soldiers turned horror movie directors after discovering that people would be willing to pay to get scared.

Harmonia: Social Justice Advocate.

Ariadne: Runs Escape Rooms in the basement of Dionysus's clubs

Eris: Hacker who works for the highest bidder who also trolls on Hermes's messaging boards for shits and giggles.

Enyo: Black Ops and Mercenary Work.

Thanatos: Hospice Care and Assistant to Hades.

Hypnos: Sleep counselor

Hedone: Tantric Yoga and Vacation Planner.

[writeslikeanaria]

The noise I made at the ending of G&G&G part 2 lmfaooooo

You're doing great with this story fr

hehe omg thank you for reading !!! i appreciate everyone being so supportive of the story already! 🫶🫶

[yloiseconeillants]

11 and 16 for yloise or ariadne?

11. Is there any existing character from other media that your character resembles? Was the resemblance intentional or was it a coincidence?

Yloise was deliberately built on the premise of Putting Some Kind of Gothic Romance Governess into the Setting of a Final Fantasy Game. This was only mildly successful and after a Realm Reborn, her characterization took a Hard Turn into Clownhood (thanks Briardien, I guess).

The characters I absolutely had in mind were Mary Lennox from The Secret Garden, Jane Eyre, Fuchsia Groan from the Gormenghast books, Eleanor Vance from The Haunting of Hill House (the novel, i have to specify because of a certain show on netflix getting my favorite fucked up girl SOOOO wrong), Rose Buck from Upstairs, Downstairs, and uhhhhhh the mythic Ariadne which was Very Funny Later.

FUNNILY ENOUGH, the character she ended up most resembling like in a hard-coded kind of way was Veronica Sawyer from Heathers????? which I didn't realize until I was watching it again and I was like 'OH LMAO i guess-.' This only got worse with SHB ngl.

Ariadne, aside from the obvious, is deliberately the Maries from Daisies (1966) and accidentally Scumbag Ms Frizzle.

16. Is there any memes or running jokes associated with the character, both in- and out of universe?

I think I've tried to answer this before with like. an unsatisfying answer a;sldkfjas. One I was recently reminded of is that Yloise spends a lot of the Omega raids trying to kill Nero by poisoning his coffee, which was honestly something I made up on a whim because she WOULD and then the whole fucked up coffee thing happened in the game and i was just like 'oh kismet.' So now it's just coffee emojis in the group chat whenever Nero starts some shit in someone's playthrough.

Innnnn-universe? Ariadne definitely jokes about how she can't get wild on a school night (she is the one trying to get wild on a school night and encouraging all her fellows to get wild on an Amaurotine Tuesday).

[dragongirlbunny]

system update for anyone who is curious, sorted in order of most to least common to front

Ariadne (she/her); host. aspiring dragongirl.

Vesper (she/her, it/its); bunnygirl. very emotive. also the only bisexual headmate (everyone else is a lesbian and/or ace)

Lyria (it/its, she/her); clockwork doll maid. uses monospace fonts where supported. speaking verbally is very uncomfortable for it so it uses text chat or charades/miming to communicate

Amber (she/her, fae/faer, it/its); fae. most commonly in the form of a red panda. usually sleepy and wanting to be cozy.

Epsilon (any pronouns); newest headmate. v chill.

Prime (they/them); robot. does not like socializing. only fronts in emergencies.

Scylla (she/her, it/its); harpy. brash, occasionally slightly rude.

system as a whole goes by she/her and it/its pronouns so those are safe fallbacks if you dont know whos fronting. cant think of anything else rn.

[sarafangirlart]

It's so funny how Perseus vs Dionysus is basically Wife guy n°1 vs wife guy n°2.

Both wife guys being also a mommy's boys 😂.

I mean, yes Dionysus grew up without his mom but you don't punish a family who badmouths your mom like Dionysus did without earning the mommy's boy title. And freak points.

Perseus with Danae is self-explanatory, I don't need to add anything.

(now I'm wondering if Andromeda and Ariadne met. And if they chatted or whatnot).

Plus the son of Zeus thing and the difficult childhoods and we get all these similarities... and yet they hated each other at the start. Idk that's funny.

Honestly this is why I’m salty ppl only remember Perseus for Medusa, he has such a long and rich history yet ppl focus on this one story.

[lesbianbanana]

Screaming while thinking about how Dionysus got introduced to Olympus.

Beginning his life (if you don't count the Orphic myths) he's handed to Hermes who's constantly trying to find a babysitter for him while Hera is hunting him down. Eventually he goes to live with Rhea for a bit and then trains with Chiron before going out and exploring and stuff.

The Gigantomachy. Dionysus is either on the verge of ascending to godhood of a VERY VERY new god when Zeus announces it's time to go fight great-grandma's new batch of kids. Heracles is still kicking during this time, and Heracles is also sometimes there when Dionysus goes down to the Underworld to get his mother and ascend to Olympus, so they're around the same age-ish. So yeah, great introduction to the fam.

Then. The Trojan War. The Trojan War would only be maybe a decade and a half later, really. Considering Heracles is in the Gigantomachy, and in that one myth he accidentally kills (?) Chiron, Achilles is just there in the background. There's also something about him fistfighting the brother of Tyndareus, the (adoptive) father of Helen. Dionysus isn't mentioned in the Iliad (I don't think) probably because he and his new wife Ariadne are hiding under their blankets in absolute horror of Olympus. Imagine Dionysus chatting with Apollo or Poseidon after the Gigantomachy and then watching them absolutely go murderous during the Trojan War. Dionysus is just sitting there in the background while Athena drags Ares and Aphrodite and Hera whoops Artemis' ass.

And then??? Everyone just goes back to being chill again??? Apollo is no longer murdering absolutely everyone but instead defending his bestie Orestes in court??? Athena isn't being a crazy bloodthirsty madwoman and has taken up a new gig as a judge??? Dionysus turns to Hermes and is like "is this normal??!3?$$@" and Hermes just sighs really loudly and nods.

[changingplumbob]

Foster Household: Chapter 9, Part 13

CW: Mental Health Struggles - Guide to content warnings

As soon as school was over Carson sped to the art room where Ariadne had been for the afternoon.

Ariadne: YES!

Scarlett: I knew it

Roger: Hey Carson

Ariadne and Scarlett broke apart and Ariadne turned to him beaming.

Ariadne: All set to go?

Carson: Yep, just need my date?

Ariadne stood giggling and went to follow him out of the room. Looking back Scarlett mouthed for her to text her afterwards and Ariadne nodded.

The pair walked through the centre of town catching up on the day and their classes. When they got to the shop snow began to fall and Carson began to laugh.

Ariadne: What’s so funny

Carson: I guess I'm just wondering if this is our first or second date. I'm a bit nervous

Ariadne: Hey don’t be nervous

She took his hands and Carson felt himself flush.

Ariadne: We’re just going to chat like we’ve done dozens of times via text. It’s in person sure but that’s great, I’m really glad you asked me. How about we say it's our second date, would that make it easier? Less worry?

Carson nodded and smiled.

The pair sat down and talked. Ariadne told Carson more about her life growing up. Since her parents left it was just her and her grandmother. Then of course her grandmother got arrested and she got put in the foster system. She’d bounced around many places but after meeting Alexander and James it felt like she had a place to belong again.

Ariadne: I keep wanting to say, thanks dad, but I’m worried James would have a heart attack

Carson: I’m sure they’d love to hear how you feel

Ariadne: Maybe. I’m worried they’ll just think I’m conning them like my grandmother did to... well... everybody

Carson: We’re more than our family right? We’re individuals

Ariadne: That’s true, we’re us

The afternoon sped along and before Carson knew it it was time to catch the ferry home.

Carson: See you tomorrow. I might be a bit in my head before the exams but-

Ariadne: Take me home at the end of the day then? We can chat when you’re not trying to remember ten dozen answers

Carson: Sounds perfect

Charlie: Don’t be so worried dad, he’s probably just on a date

Harvey: Isn’t he young for a date

Samir: I dated Reece when he was 15

Harvey: Yeah and then you- *eyes widen* oh... Kayleigh and I need to give him the woohoo talk

Charlie: Calm down dad. From the conversation this morning he’s clearly not there yet

Samir: We didn’t woohoo while he was here sir

Harvey: Sure you didn’t

Charlie: Dad, go fish or something. We’ll text when he’s back so you know he's alive

A little after 8 Carson made it back and headed straight for the fridge. Looking around for somewhere to eat he decided the safest bet was Samir, he was bound not to ask him probing questions. As he walked in the lounge Samir nodded his acknowledgement but didn’t stop eating, perfect. Siting on the couch he noticed for the first time how quickly Samir really ate, he’d finished half his plate before Carson had more than a couple of bites.

Reece came in just as he was finishing.

Reece: Hey loser, did you get lucky or what

Carson: *scoffs* None of your business moron, I’m going to my room

As he left and the sounds of guitar floated from his room Samir looked accusingly at Reece.

Reece: What?

Samir: *growls* You said you’d be on good behaviour

Reece: Now now, if I was well behaved all the time there would be no need for your special brand of discipline *kisses cheek* I’ll be a good boy tomorrow. Are you doing okay away from home lover? If you're too stressed we can-

Samir: If you’re with me, I'm more than okay

The next day was bright and sunny! The guests would be heading home while Carson was at school.

Kayleigh: I’m thinking best man, maid of honour, and four others in the wedding party

Samir: Shh, he could hear. Carson, change topics, please

Carson could see Samir was uncomfortable with whatever his mum was saying so figured why not?

Carson: Burgers for breakfast?

Samir: Reece made them

Carson: He’s awake this early?

Kayleigh: We’re taking a family picture before your ferry, you bet I’ve told him he has to be awake by now

*phone beeps*

Carson: Oh it’s a text, sorry

Charlie: How’d your date go then

Carson: Fine I think

Kayleigh: So she’s your girlfriend now? My youngest baby in a relationship?

Carson: I don’t know, is she? Is that how it works?

Charlie: If you’re not sure you should talk about it. You may not want to but trust me, she will. Don’t be an arse who strings her along okay?

Family photo!

Top row left to right: Samir Hadji, Reece Foster, Kayleigh Foster, Harvey Foster, Kaori Nishidake, Charlie Nishidake

Bottom row: Keira Romero, Carson Foster, Marta Romero

And of course we couldn’t say bye for now to guests Reece and Samir without them autonomously kissing like there’s no tomorrow.

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@serpcntias asked: BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together (for ariadne, in mortal verse!)

for muses that are getting to know each other | Accepting

Ariadne had been very nervous about this evening, more than she had been for any date for years. The stakes were high and Rosalie didn't just feel like any woman. Dionysus had been very good at hyping her up for this, but as soon as she had arrived to pick Rosalie up in her car, her nerves had her biting the skin of her own lip off despite managing to hold a little conversation on the way to their date.

She had arranged for a little Italian restaurant to be closed just for them that evening, with no-one else but plenty of rustic music in the background and workers chatting for a little ambience. Already she'd known that Rosalie didn't like big crowds or bustling places, and Ariadne wanted it to feel special. She hoped this would be enough as a start...if things were to continue.

Once they were settled at their table and drinks had been poured and starters ordered, Ariadne ran a hand through her styled curls and decided to address the elephant in the room.

"If you've felt this edge to our date already, it's not you...I'm just nervous. Our situation is already unique enough, and I don't want to mess things up for you however this turns out...I was really surprised you were interested in me, but I worry it's just a workplace crush and this all is a little too much. I don't really do undramatic."

She recognises that to many, booking out a restaurant is a lot, now that they're actually here. But she wanted all her cards on the table so Rosalie can understand, and then they can move on from here.

[thenwhatthefukcisthis]

it’s great when arthur and eames is the core relationship of a fanfiction but they so much more entertaining when they are the side characters of another story. Like here’s cobb going thru it with his own personal drama and bullshit going on and suddenly there’s those two having the romance of the century just. A little over there. or here’s Ariadne meeting mal for the first time or having some chit chat with Robert and arthur and eames just can’t be a little normal lovey dovey side ship, they have to be weirdly intense about it and other characters just have to accept in and be like “okay so moving ON” Even in the most normal step of the job of going in to a dream, they should have this deep, soul stopping lines and staring in to each other’s eyes and be ready and willing to survive for each other, when saito is literally dying. if only there was a movie like this it would make millions of money and have an ever growing fandom idk idk