#though Greek wise

[imthepunchlord]

Who are you more drawn towards nature 🌿 or water 💧 characters?

So I do like both, but I'd be more drawn to water characters. Water is like a perfect aesthetic that is incredibly flexible with however you want to do it. It can be serene, playful, adventurous, mysterious, or even spooky and unnerving. Especially playing off that fear of what's below.

So water I'm always more drawn towards. For water associated characters, you just never know what you're going to get, which can make them refreshing (pun intended). And it's an element I'm just always drawn towards. Beach vacations are always the best for me. When we go hiking my day gets even better when we come across a creek or river to wade and relax at. I enjoy swimming. And I got an aquarium and goldfish pond.

So I'm more partial to water characters.

[yvilonion]

SNOWCROW UNI AU DUMP!!

all of these are reposts from my twitter, and some never seen before doodles :p ive got so many brain rot for this au but i dont have the time to draw them with me being a uni student myself, so i'll use this as an outlet to yap

ofc yes snowcrow are roomies duhhhh. the other boys are included as well but its primarily focused on snowcrow. both of them are nerds, sy just doesnt fit in the stereotype appearance wise. he also rarely leaves his room (bc hes in IT) so hes mostly wearing nothing but his optimus prime boxers. zayne has 5 outfits maximum and repeats the same ones depending on the day, and its either a collared button up shirt or a hoodie. all his pants are identical except for one pair of jeans he wears for special occasions aka going to the mall

in this au, zayne's autism shines more. he's more clumsy and awkward and doesnt get social cue. naive at some times, ESPECIALLY when it comes to ppl tryna hit on him. sy is less macho suave here, chillaxed in a teen core way and an idrgaf attitude. much more of a loser too. and more immature (in comparison to his canon self)

their dorm room: a disaster. its a 2 pax room so both their beds are singles across from each other. only two weeks into the semester sy's space is already full of his stuff to the point he cant even sleep on his bed. robot stuff from his club, personal collection of trinkets and other stuff he COULD throw out but doesnt want to bc he's a hoarder. so now he either sleeps on the floor or on zayne's bed. usually on zayne's bed when he's out for class during day time since his own classes are at night. zayne didnt mind but it meant sy owes him so sy buys him a lot of stuff especially sweet treats and mixue. he also has to drive him everywhere on his motorcycle. "i wanna go to that dessert shop" "you mean the one thats deep in the city full of traffic and hidden in between the alleyways where u have to go through the 7 layers of hell for parking?" "yes" "..................kay."

pets!! sy had mephisto even before entering uni. then later adopted a bearded dragon named bartholomew, mew or bartie for short. zayne took in a stray black cat from the streets. cats rarely like him so when this one didnt run away, immediate adoption. claudius galenus is his name after a greek philosopher, galen for short. obv sy made fun of his name choices, but then again he named a bird after the devil and a reptile "bartholomew". theyre both idiots. sy also enjoys finding random geckos or lizards, and frogs, and snakes. he'd probably own a scarab too. but zayne never allowed those bc galen is a gluttonous hell spawn and eats everything. at one point he started chewing on sy's mattress. no, pets are not allowed in dorms. they got off with a warning the first time. so every time theres even a hint of a spontaneous dorm check, sy asks his mom to babysit their kids. his mom being the sweetheart she is helped them out, though she wondered if her son will ever grow up and be at least acceptable in a professional setting bc she cant imagine him having a corporate career with the way he is now.

money. zayne has a scholarship and during their dorm year, it was easy to live on. he didnt have many assignments that needed money to be spent on, and he was never the shopping type, for clothes or other stuff he cant eat anyways. but ever since they moved out to rent an apartment, money got tighter. sure both his parents are doctors and has no problem giving him extra pocket money, but he prefers to not burden them. so he now he part times at a vet as the clerk! easy click clacking on the monitor job and he gets to meet cute animals. sylus doesnt have a scholar but he's applying for one. in the meantime he gets his money from a website he runs. what website? no one knows. is it legal? most likely no. zayne assumed the site is just an illegal movie streaming platform with how sylus always invites him to watch a new movie on his laptop seconds after its release. but he could be running more than one.

neither of them have that of an exciting social life. theyre either nerding out in their room, or taking a mindless stroll to reconnect with nature. sylus collecting rocks and yapping about the history (or drama) of the british royal family and explaining how the monarchy works, zayne identifying different types of clouds and pulling out candy from his pockets every 10 minutes (they never seem to run out). though at one point, sylus knew how important this stage of their life is. theyre not gonna be young forever and they needed friends, people to socialize with and make connections, mingle with people their age. zayne didnt mind having sy as his only friend, but he did think it would be nice to have a small clique. also the networking thing is important too. so whenever theres an event or festival, they'd always go out with intentions to meet people. it was NOT easy. 1. they dont know how to start a conversation without being too pushy or awkward. 2. they both have resting bitch faces and above 6 ft which makes them seem intimidating. 3. even if they did manage to chat with someone, they would quickly realize how different they were from them. most people who join these social events have **been** social, already in big group of friends that go out partying, clubbing, drinking yadda yadda. not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just a very unfamiliar territory for these two nerds who rarely (or during this point, never) let themselves touch alcohol, couped up in their room with a pigeon, a lizard and whatever the hell galen is, watching pirated movies while wearing matching rocky and bullwinkle socks. so after every attempt at making friends, they'd always walk back to their dorm, just the two of them.

are they dating? no. not yet at least. but do they like each other romantically? maybe. i can vouch for sy tho. the first time he saw zayne he was already smitten by how handsome he was. handsome, but not well put together. baggy clothes, his glasses were slightly crooked, looks like he doesnt know what hair gel is. he didnt know if he was even attracted to men, he did know zayne was the most interesting person he's ever met so far. he brushed it off, thinking its just simple admiration. even if it was a crush, it wasnt a big deal. tho as their friendship grew, he got bolder, casually flirting with him from time to time, just because. zayne being the dumbass he is caught none of it. if sy ever reached out to hold his hand, he's like "oh yeah cool bestie activities" or if he gives a quick peck on the cheek before leaving for class "he must be in a good mood haha" or if he stares longingly while zayne yaps about the history of styrofoams, scooching closer, leaning a bit too close, trying to memorize every detail of zayne's face as if he recognized him from a different life, one where theyre both soul bound, sharing the same last name, melting into each other every night "oh wow he's a really good listener".

yk maybe they are dating. zayne just didnt know about it until it was too late.

that's all i have for now!! sem break is right around the corner so i'll expand this au then :)) pray for me final assessment is biting me in the ass im an animation student and i regret everything

[imnotditzy]

Captain Marvel doesn’t know what a normal death is

(TW: mentions of death, brief mentions of murder gang violence)

No but really if you ask a street rat, literal living lighting, a bunch of ancient immortal people and a really wise king from a bajillion years ago, why would a reasonable answer be an option?

Like Billy thinks that if you’re 60 one of your feet are in the grave. Why? Because that was the life expectancy in the 50s. He's also homeless so he’s already more exposed to crime anyway, I wouldn’t doubt he thinks death by “minding someone else’s business” is common enough to be recorded as such in its own category and not murder. Also, he literally fights supervillains who try to kill him everyday? His view is skewed so much, that the damage might be irreversible. 😭

Moving on, Marvel is literally sentient magic. They can’t die, and if they can it’s not a thing that’s very easy to come by. The amount of work it takes to even do the equivalent of a paper cut is excessive, the concept of them dying would take a lot to set in. And they are a lost cause when it comes to knowing what a normal death is. The only “normal” deaths they’ve really paid attention to are the deaths of the Champions…and none of them had anything close to a normal death. (One of them literally gets hacked in two 💀)

The acronym; do I even have to explain? All of them besides Solomon, Heracles and Achilles literally haven’t died. And literally no hero in Greek mythology dies normally. Solomon is the only one who’s died of natural and normal causes, but he was alive in the BCE. That is a long time ago.

Now, Combine all of them together and what do you get? Captain Marvel: someone who does not have a correct interpretation of typical death!

This would probably concern others around them. Especially the JL, because I feel like Captain would mention this randomly.

—

(Green Lantern [Hal] and Captain Marvel were sent to investigate a crime scene together and they stumble upon the body.)

Captain Marvel: Aw…seems like their time came. (Captain’s got a sympathetic but large smile.)

Green Lantern (looking down at the stabbed body): Um, Cap?

Captain: It’s a shame. But I guess nothing could be done…

Lantern: Captain, they were stabbed???

Captain: Oh, I know. Happens to the best of people, right?

Lantern: Uh —No? Captain this is…worrying??

Captain: They’re in a better place now. Maybe.. ☺️

—

(They’re now back at the watchtower for a debrief, but it somehow turned into Batman questioning Captain Marvel.)

Batman: Captain can you explain why the body was not concerning to you?

(Batman’s staring at Captain intensely.)

Captain (confused smiling): …because there was nothing to worry about?

Batman (raising an eyebrow): Why?

Captain (hesitant): Because there’s probably not a serial killer or whatever running around? They killed an insider, it was gang violence.

Batman: How were you sure?

(Captain looks up to the side like their remembering before shrugging)

Captain: …Oh, I’ve seen similar bodies like that before.

—

(This occurrence is reason #5738 on why Captain Marvel cannot interact with civilians. But in Captain’s defense, how was Billy supposed to know lifespans updated?)

Captain Marvel (pointing at an “old” lady): Oh, she’s 62?

Citizen: Yeah?

Captain (sympathetic): Oh. It’s good she’s still on her feet though.

Citizen: What?

Captain: She’s thriving for her age, right?

Citizen: C—Captain Marvel, she’s 60 not 99. She just retired.

Captain (confused): Really? Why would they have her working so long if she’s nearing the end? (The lady turns around with this expression on her face: 😟)

Citizen: Because she wanted to?? Captain are you ageist?

Captain (never heard that word a day in his life): Uh, I don’t think so? What does that even mean??

(The media later somehow gets ahold of the footage and it becomes such a scandal it reaches the JL; Captain Marvel is then forced to have a public statement. At the giant press conference, Mary and Freddy are there standing next to him and laughing.)

Captain Marvel (whispering): Shut up, it’s not like you thought any different.

Miss Marvel (also whispering): Yeah but we’re not stupid enough to say it to their face, Captain.

Captain Marvel (still whispering): It’s not like you guys would have any less scandals than I do if you were in the media as much as I am.

Reporter (impatiently): Ahem. Marvels?

(Both siblings look like deer in headlights while Freddy laughs at them. They both apologize in unison.)

(Captain then clears their throat, they look like they’re dreading this.)

Captain Marvel: I am terribly sorry for what I said about [62yo citizen]. I hadn’t intended to be rude, but I seemed as such because I had a gap in my…

Solomon (telling him what to say): …Knowledge. I was under the assumption that the average lifespan wasn’t much longer than a person’s 60s…

Captain (repeating what Solomon’s saying): I now know that, while once true, that information is outdated.

(Billy went on for three more minutes, only stopping because the DTC got too bored and people were starting to give him funny looks.)

[kdpartworks]

Hello Tumblr folks!

As I’ve already hinted at on various socials and occasions, I’m thinking about working on a webtoon based on my weird little mythological stories. I’m not entirely sure what the format will be yet—most likely, it’ll be a collection of episodes grouped into themed seasons (something like: Season 1 – Titanomachy, with X episodes; Season 2 – The Iliad, with however many episodes that takes). It’ll all have a dramatic but slightly ironic tone—nothing to take too seriously, and definitely not 100% mythologically accurate (Greek mythology is a mess, especially timeline-wise).

I’m doing this simply because I love mythology, I love making comics, and I’d love it even more if you guys enjoy the idea too!

I’m still deciding on the name for this chaotic collection, but I can already tell you it’ll be in vertical format, full color, and—if I figure out the logistics—I’d love to find a way for some of you to follow the process while I’m working on it. Maybe with some WIPs and early access content (and some nsfw even *coff coff*)? That’d make me really happy. <3 (Unfortunately, the only options I can think of for that are probably a Patreon and a Discord, but I’ll have to see how to organize everything, because i would need a lot of help-)

Some possible titles I’ve been considering so far are Divine Drama and Immortal Affairs... still mulling it over though!

Let me know what you think! Pic not related

[ramenheim]

I can't stand sloppy wet yogurt; if it's in a tube it's fine bc I can just freeze it first, but the bigass tubs of runny glop are the worst for me.

i think all yogurt needs to be labeled as to whether or not it has fruit bits in it, like orange juice is with pulp. for autism purposes

[didoofcarthage]

The Death of Caesar by Jean-Léon Gérôme. French, 1858-1867. Oil on canvas. In the Walters Art Museum, Baltimore.

According to Suetonius in his Vita Divi Juli (translated by J.C. Rolfe):

As he took his seat, the conspirators gathered about him as if to pay their respects, and straightway Tillius Cimber, who had assumed the lead, came nearer as though to ask something; and when Caesar with a gesture put him off to another time, Cimber caught his toga by both shoulders; then as Caesar cried, "Why, this is violence!" one of the Cascas stabbed him from one side just below the throat.​ Caesar caught Casca's arm and ran it through with his stylus,​ but as he tried to leap to his feet, he was stopped by another wound. When he saw that he was beset on every side by drawn daggers, he muffled his head in his robe, and at the same time drew down its lap to his feet with his left hand, in order to fall more decently, with the lower part of his body also covered. And in this wise he was stabbed with three and twenty wounds, uttering not a word, but merely a groan at the first stroke, though some have written that when Marcus Brutus rushed at him, he said in Greek, "You too, my child?"​ All the conspirators made off, and he lay there lifeless for some time, and finally three common slaves put him on a litter and carried him home, with one arm hanging down. And of so many wounds none turned out to be mortal, in the opinion of the physician Antistius, except the second one in the breast.

[beanpodz]

There were so many things I liked in S4 of TUA but Jesus Christ I kind of hated so much.

The end felt so rushed (probably due to less episodes). They didn’t expand enough on any resentment created by Alison and it seemed to be forgiven fairly quickly. Five not being affected by being back in the apocalypse even though season 1 him seemed extremely traumatized by it.

Speaking of five: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!? They introduced the whole relationship so far into the final season. It had no time to breath or feel organic to the characters. It seemed like everything about Five and Lila’s storylines this season was leading up to this but was this romance really something needed in a show about the family itself? Why do a plot line that created friction between them like that? Diego was literally mad at Five in his final moments! WTF! Also you’re trying to tell me five, THE SAME GUY WHOSE WHOLE LIFE REVOLVED AROUND GETTING BACK TO HIS FAMILY, would not do everything in his power to get back to them? He spent 40 YEARS trying to get back. I could rant on this for hours. They really said Aidens of age now let’s have him make out with someone.

Ray not being there was insane. Five has never trusted an employer in his life but sure he didn’t know anything about the CIA being filled with cult members I guess. The introduction of Jennifer I understand was needed for plot reasons but it’s another forced romance and didn’t allow for enough cool fight scenes (this point is personal lol), and the ending scene was cute but it made no sense timeline wise for all of these people to just be chilling in the same year together.

It didn’t leave me satisfied. It left a pit in my stomach which I usually like in a show but this time it wasn’t earned. I loved the siblings bonding. I loved Dad Diego. I loved Angsty Claire. I liked Jean and Gene. I loved the five mind deli. I loved “little Greek guy” and Luther being a hot spaceman dancer. But God so much of this series was lacking and I wish it could have left us with something more than it did. But IDK it’s 6 in the morning and I just binged it. Maybe I’m just tired.

[childrenofcain-if]

Well well well hello there Evan 👀 I can't with Harry Collett with his pouty lips being his faceclaim, he's begging to be kissed by my MC.

Can we know more about the hookups though, are they all going to be part of the House of Styx? How do we even meet them?

you can find the faceclaims here until i make a separate banner for them.

KYLE MADDOX/KYRA MADELYN TØMMERAAS [m/f; available to all MCs who are on the route of D or W]

freshman. political science. norwegian.

straight bleached blonde hair, light hazel eyes, sun tanned skin, 6’1 (for kyle)/5’9 (for kyra).

they’re part of a fraternity (ΔΚΕ)/sorority (ΚΑΘ) at yale.

you’ll first meet them in chapter three if you chose to go with D to the party.

personality wise, they’re charming, forward, confident and a real go-getter.

D and W have personal grudges towards people who voluntarily join greek societies so K is there to piss them both off.

they started out viewing MC as a sort of ‘conquest’, but these feelings can turn friendly or something more if you play your cards right.

TARUN/TARA GURUNG [m/f; only available to non-binary MCs and the MCs of the opposite gender]

freshman. astrophysics. nepali-filipino.

wavy raven black hair, inky black eyes, dark olive skin, 6’3 (for tarun)/5’4 (for tara).

they’re the only one in MC’s year who can give them some competition in figure skating, so naturally the two will be paired together.

you’ll first meet them in chapter five or six when MC shows up for ice skating tryouts.

personality wise, they’re pretty stoic and broody and seems to have the 😐 expression 80% of the time.

all they seem to care about at the moment is being the best figure skater at yale and eventually representing america in the olympics.

once they open up to the MC, you’ll find that they’re surprisingly gentle and wholesome.

EVAN JAMES/EVA JILLIAN VAUGHAN [m/f; available to all MCs]

freshman. sociology. welsh-english.

curly auburn hair, dark hazel eyes, light ivory skin, 6’0 (for evan)/5’6 (for eva).

they’re one of the newest additions to yale’s lacrosse team, shooting them to D1 heights.

you’ll meet them in chapter four when the bacchanalia happens in blackthorne hall.

personality wise, they’re the human equivalent of a golden retriever: friendly, energetic, though they can be a little shy around the MC.

they’re the only one among the hookup/semi-romance options who has a pining and not-so-subtle crush on the MC. kind of a ‘the one that got away’ sort of thing, given that they’d be their first love.

MC will have plenty of opportunities to cheer for them during their LAX games, and vice versa.

SHAWN ABRAHAM BEAUCHAMP [m; available only to non-binary and male MCs]

sophomore. environmental studies. canadian-congolese.

buzzed dark brown hair, light brown eyes, sun tanned olive skin, 6’2.

looking at his greaser-esque aesthetic, you wouldn’t think he’s a plant dad who spends most of his time tending to the little succulents and bonsai in his dorm room.

you’ll meet him in chapter five when you’re finally introduced to the student members of the house of styx.

personality wise, he’s a pretty chill and laidback guy. he curses like a sailor but he’s one of the only people in the house styx you can say is not morally grey or black.

contrary to what most people would assume, he’s very much into academics and he adores lab work and research. all of that does make him rely more on amphetamines and it’s the conversation which leads to him and MC hooking up.

while he won’t show outright affection to the MC, as their arrangement is strictly no-strings, it won’t stop him from being one of the closest friends

LILLIAN KIEU TRỊNH [f; available only to non-binary and female MCs]

sophomore. anthropology. vietnamese.

straight jet black hair, coal black eyes, soft beige skin, 5’7.

she has a peculiar ability to pop out at the most unexpected places, that along with her goth-adjacent doesn’t fail to give many people a heart attack when she randomly shows up out of nowhere.

like shawn, you’ll meet her when the introduction to the student members of house styx starts.

personality wise, she is a headstrong person who likes opposing authority whenever possible and thinks of herself as part of the counterculture.

she inherently dislikes people who aren’t aware of their own privilege since she grew up in a working class household and had to actually work to get where she is right now.

since M and her are almost always at odds with each other, MC hooking up with her is going to end up giving them a stroke.

[wolfythewitch]

Sorry if you've already answered a similar question before, but I was wondering how you go about making your ancient Greek (and now Mesopotamian) designs? I want to draw Iliad/Odyssey fanart but I know next to nothing about ancient Greece (clothes, hair, features, even what year/era the epics are meant to take place in). Do you have any advice about researching that/what type of sources you use? I've found the process very overwhelming lol

For the Gilgamesh one it's super based on these kinds of carvings!

For the Iliad and odyssey ones it's a bit trickier since they don't have physical descriptors (but that makes it so you can get a little more creative there haha). Clothing and armor wise I base it on antiquity paintings and some recreations people have done of the clothes and armor (though. Tbh I barely draw them in armor because I just. I don't like drawing armor)

Iirc they're around the bronze age! And maybe look up Minoan/Mycenaean clothing? A friend also recommended looking up hittite and drenda armor

[mischiefmaker615]

Like You Mean It (Loki Love Story) Ch.1

Summary: You accidently teleport into a book- not knowing it's smut and come face to face with Loki who is very much convinced on keeping you from returning home

Rated: R *dark warning*(DARK ELEMENTS!)

Theme Song/Inspiration: "Like You Mean It" by Steven Rodriguez

Your eyes fluttered open, still feeling a bit dizzy but it was normal when you first phase in. It took a moment to realize why it was still dark before finding there were covers over your head. Strange.. you’ve never really woken up in a bed before, it’s usually more normal settings like in a garden or on a couch.. as far as most Loki stories go that you chose from... You supposed that’s what you got for deciding to pick a story at RANDOM this time- since this one got chosen from the internet.

You had discovered this power one day at random- wishing you could just.. disappear and escape from the hell you called home life. Ironically, you had been holding a book at that same time and within a blink of an eye- teleported in it!

It was scary at first, and many panic attacks had followed accordingly before you figured out quietly how it all worked. You replaced the main character- you could do whatever you wanted, and despite following the storyline or not, all you had to do was concentrate and wish to be home again.

No place like home bullshit.

Bravery consumed you and dared going through practically your whole bedroom library. You’ve been on so many adventures and was wise to still with ‘safe’ books. There was no way in Hel you’d choose your horror genre. It wasn’t to long after, that you discovered that by holding your phone- as if it were a book, you could even phase onto online literature!

Fan fiction there you went! And what better books to enter, than fluff galore with your character dream man god Loki!

You inhaled deeply, your body having been relaxed in.. probably the most comfortable bed you’ve ever been on and that covers held that perfect weight where you felt safe, warm and cozy. What met your senses though was the familiarity of pine and musk, masculinity making itself know before you took in the whole picture-

You were naked.

Your body sat up quickly with a start, hands flying to keep the sheets around your chest while light flooded your sight, making you blink to clear your vision. Looking around, you found to be in some sort of large royal bedroom. Kind of a Victorian style but more hints of Greek, there was gold everywhere and most of the fabric held a dark forest green to it- drapes, carpet and the very blanket that weighed your body down. There was a fire started in the corner, a tray on the small table with a cover over it and a few books scattered about on the couch nearby.

Slowly crawling out of bed, you moved cautiously as if you were prey- hiding from whatever predator was following you. This must be a fluff book.. yeah- perhaps a time skip happened.. Though you’ve never found yourself nude before, in any Fluff book so far. You clutched the bedsheet tightly around yourself and looked around, eyes widening more and more when realization consumed you to realize you knew nothing of this plot still. That in itself made you move faster over to the large wardrobe to take care of your first concern.

The heavy wood creaked, having to make a small effort to pull it open fully before you were presented by an assortment of clothes, all sporting a bit of green, gold and black.. all for men. They were too big where you’d be swimming in it just as much as you already were with the bed sheet. It was clear you were in Loki’s room, his scent having been the first hint, then the colors and it was obvious now that you must be in the palace of Asgard.

Relatively in each story you’ve been in, Asgard works and looks the same way. So.. there had to be some maids scurrying about the halls, right? If you two.. did have sex (before this time skip you kept convincing yourself of).. you’d think he’d be a gentleman enough to leave you some clothes before he had left you here.. whenever he went.

The very thought made you blush even more- the fact that you had been naked.. but not really, but when you see him it’s as if he did see you? Shit.. this is what made phasing through stories confusing.. where you did things but not really did things but people acted like you did things.. so the fact that Loki is around here, having seen you naked.. what were you to expect if he returned? You never had time skipped before.. would it be like a blink before you’d wake in the next scene? Or.. was this actually a… no no no- There’s no way in Hel this could have been one of those.. smut fics you had heard about.. being naked was just one huge.. coincidence..

That little voice in your head came back, often telling you that you were playing with fire every time you phased into a book.. but you couldn’t help yourself! Reading was your life anyway, it just so happened that this whole power thing happened by accident.. much like other people’s addictions out there- you just wished there had been an instruction manual years ago. So first things first- get dressed.

There would have to be a maid around here somewhere..

Moving towards the door, your feet sunk into the soft carpet with every step while the heat of the fire created goosebumps along your skin. Royals really did live in luxury, and you found yourself spoiled half the time whenever you returned to your regular old life.  Clutching the sheet tighter to yourself, you drew in a breath and reached for the knob.

The door was locked.

Raising a brow, you tried again, even pulling on the handle just to double check you weren’t as weak as you thought you were. Still locked, your heart began to race as you slowly backed away from the door and your eyes moved faster around the room again. No clothes.. what if Loki entered? This was his damn room after all.. shitshitshit-

You quickly ran to the bathroom, jumping a little at how cold the marble met your feet before you shut the door behind you and leaned your back against it. Of course, this door didn’t have a lock. There was no way you’d be able to hold it closed when everyone in this entire realm basically had the strength of the gods. Asgardians..

Your eyes rose and took in the huge bathroom. The large stone bathtub illuminated with the sunlight coming from the window beside it and could hold at least six people easily. The sink was built for two- a his and hers style. Towels fluffy and shampoos radiating their fragrances without even being opened yet. Out of all that, you opted to grab the hairbrush- it’s handle gold and hard enough to.. maybe hurt- just encase..

Fluff not smut.. fluff not smut.. fluff not smut…

What were you doing.. assuming the storyline was going to put you in danger? If anything, you might be compromising your entire self by threatening whoever you saw first and now your in a bigger mess by possibly insulting a royal. You ran your fingers through your loose hair, a nervous habit you adopted when your skin began to feel tingly with stressed.

“good morning darling-‘’

That voice.. that familiar voice came out in almost a sing song-ish, happy tone where it seemed to give you hope that perhaps you weren’t in danger. Loki’s voice.. the soft and silky tone you loved in.. who knows how many stories you’ve been in. Luckily by its muffles, you could tell he was in the bathroom and not in the large bathroom you’d probably have to explore to make sure a person wasn’t actually in here. Regardless, you leaned forward to check around to make sure he really wasn’t in here before the jingle of the handle beside you confirmed his whereabouts.

You were still naked.

‘’darling? are you in the bathroom?”

Fuck.

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[aroaceleovaldez]

was reminded of this: so "seaweed brain" and "wise girl" in the series are actually kind of interesting (alongside "pinecone face") for a couple of reasons.

First is that Clarisse was actually the first character to use "Wise Girl" to refer to Annabeth, to her face, and in fact uses about the same amount of times as Percy in the first series. Thalia also uses "Seaweed Brain" independently of hearing it from Annabeth during Percy's dreams in TLT and Sea of Monsters. Nico also calls Percy "Seaweed Brain" in Un Natale Mezzosangue. Fun facts.

Second is that they were originally intended as light-hearted insults - because both originate from the first book and Percy and Annabeth bickering. In Titan's Curse, Percy pretty solidly acknowledges that anybody but Annabeth calling him "seaweed brain" is an offense to him by that point (though he doesn't care when Nico does it in Un Natale Mezzosangue). We also know that Percy has tried and failed to come up with witty comebacks to those nicknames before.

Third, Rick has 4 ways of writing characters swearing - the characters being cut off (seen with Nico in TTC), the characters are described as swearing but we don't actually see their exact words (Hazel in SoN), the characters actually swear (only present in Percy's Guide To Greek Heroes when he says "ass" like five times), and the characters use a replacement term for their swear (most commonly seen in Heroes of Olympus, every time Leo says "freaking" - he is very clearly implied to be saying "fucking.")

So, based on all of that, we can actually potentially infer that "seaweed brain" and "wise girl" (and "pinecone face") are censored swears, and Annabeth and Percy are actually constantly affectionately calling each other "Dumbass" and "Smartass" (and by that logic, Percy called Thalia "shitface" or something similar one time)

anyways i just think that's funny

[taking-thyme]

The Structure of a Pagan Prayer

When appealing to a deity or making an offering, it’s wise to know how this was traditionally done in the past so you can be as respectful as possible and build a true reciprocity with the gods. This type of prayer structure is found in all manner of pagan religions from Norse paganism, Hellenic (Greek) polytheism, Kemetic (Egyptian) prayer and so on. I got the inspiration and much of the information here from @Ocean Keltoi on Youtube who is a fantastic scholar and Norse heathen who actively stands against prejudice and is all around a wonderful resource. 

Now, there are three main elements of a pagan prayer, which should be done in this order:

1. The Invocation. This is where you call upon the specific god you’re hoping to connect with. Think of it as writing the name and address on your letter to the Gods - it lets the deity know that this prayer is directed at them, which is important in a polytheistic religion with many gods. To start your invocation, address the deity directly by name, or use an epithet or kenning that they're known by. It's especially wise to choose an epithet that relates to what you're praying for, like using one of Apollo's healer epithets while addressing him in a prayer about a loved one's sickness,  for instance. It’s also a good idea to praise them highly and with a certain air of reverence. These are ancient deities after all. 

2. The Argument. Here you give your reasons for why a deity should fulfill your request and favor you. If you’ve brought offerings, cite them here. You can also include reasons for why you’re reaching out, such as love in a prayer for Aphrodite or matters of justice with the god Tyr. This is where you make your case to them. And if you’re reaching out to a deity you don’t have a working relationship with, which let’s be honest will be the case many more times than we’d like, then you can tell them this here also. A good example might be “Oh Tyr, one-handed war god and son of Odin, though we have not met before I have heard your name and been called to it…”

3. The Request. Finally you ask the gods to look kindly on your request and to grant you their blessing. Again, be as respectful and reverent as possible towards them. 

Prayer Example: “Grey-eyed Athena, daughter of thundering Zeus, if ever I have poured out sweet wine for you, look kindly on me and grant me your wisdom.”

How to stand when making the prayer

This depends on which God you’re reaching out to and, of course, your own personal comfort. The most common ways of praying are to stand and perform some gesture of reverence, kneel while praying and even prostrate, kneeling fully on the ground with your head down as you appeal to the gods. Some might also choose to wear veils when performing prayers or rituals for deities, though this is naturally up to the individual. 

In Hellenic tradition, if you’re praying to an Ouranic god (deities of the heavens) you would traditionally wear your hair up and stand with your arms raised to the heavens while reciting your prayer. Meanwhile, if you are praying to a Chthonic god (deities of the underworld), you would kneel and face downwards towards the Earth with your hair flowing freely. 

Some Norse sources tell of ancient pagans prostrating before the gods, and yet this is still not entirely necessary. Pray however you see fit and what is most comfortable for you at the moment. 

^ This is what prostrating looks like

Sources:

Ocean Keltoi's video on pagan prayers

Hearth and Fire Work's blog post on Hellenic prayer structure

[lilislegacy]

*set in the future*

camper: hey jackson, how did you figure out how to get past those monsters ealier? leslie said there were hundreds of them in the cavern guarding the staff

percabeth son: *shrugs*

percabeth son: well from a combination of my memory of greek myths and the use of deductive reasoning, i was able to figure out their weaknesses. it wasn’t about being the strongest. i just had to make them think i wanted the same things as them. as my mom always says, even strength must bow down to wisdom sometimes

camper: alright wise guy. but once you got past them and got the staff, how did you get back out? they must have known you tricked them by then

percabeth son: the cavern was below the ocean, i just collapsed it on all of them. it took a few minutes, but i got it

camper: how though? the cavern was thousands of feet below sea level

percabeth son: like my dad always says, given time, water can overcome any barrier

camper: still, that’s a lot of freaking power coming from a legacy. even a big 3 legacy. realistically, you should have been trapped down there

percabeth son: dude, the sea does not like to be restrained

[mediumgayitalian]

The best part of being his own camp counsellor is that he can wake up whenever the fuck he likes.

Nico’s a fan.

Because, however, his dumb ass made friends with the camp’s head medic, he doesn’t get to sleep in as often as he would like. He is instead often woken up before the clock strikes nine, which is a tragedy and one of the forty thousand reasons he is going to be present on Will’s judgement day. (The scales tip any which way on a regular basis, but as of last week, Will is going to hell. Unfortunate. Nico’ll still visit him, though. Bring him one half of a twizzler or something.) So when he wakes up, one lovely morning, mouth tasting like something rotted in it and sun well past halfway across the sky, he is capital-C Concerned.

What a horrible tragedy that is. Finally, for the first time in months, he was able to sleep in. And his first thought is not gratitude. Solace may indeed have to die — Nico was not this way before he started planting his annoying ass front and centre in Nico’s life. He’s quite fairly certain he used to be frightening and badass. Now Will orders him to drink milk for the sake of his calcium and he does. Gods.

“Morning,” he hedges, approaching the archery range, feeling marginally more alive than twenty minutes prior.

Kayla raises an amused eyebrow. “Dude, it’s, like, two.”

“Well fuck you, then.”

She smirks. “Aw, did baby not get his Sunshine fix of the day? Is that why he’s so grumpy?”

It really sucks that Will is so fond of his siblings. Nico wonders if Will would still like him if he knew how many times he daydreams of transporting Kayla onto the moon per day.

“As soon as I figure out which god would appreciate you as a sacrifice, you’re gone.”

“Yeah, right,” she snorts, turning away and lining up an arrow. She lets it fly, watching as it shaves a splinter off a hunk of wood fifty feet away. “You couldn’t get close enough to kick my ass before I’d skewer you, di Angelo.”

Remembering the warning arrow Kayla had shot through his shoulder last week, he wisely chooses not to press the matter any further. The power visibly goes to her head. Fuck.

“Just — tell me where Will is.”

“Why?” She strings another arrow. The grin on her face is a level of shit-eating that Nico has only before seen on a Stoll. She should spend less time around Julia, or else the camp is in for some serious trouble. “What are your intentions with my dear brother?”

Nico, on principle, refuses to answer that question. Kayla shrugs, finishing her shot and then turning around to stick her tongue out at him.

“No answer, no location! Find him yourself, loverboy. And remember that I am always watching.”

Stomping away, and ignoring the smile twitching at his lips — she is so annoying, truly, gods above he owes Bianca a thousand apologies for ever opening his mouth — he heads towards the infirmary. There are only six locations Will is at any given time, after all, except when he disappears for several hours randomly but Nico doesn’t know how to bring that up yet. As he approaches the infirmary, though, he hears it absolutely blasting with music, like genuinely shaking the ground a little bit, and knows exactly where to find him.

As he approaches the door, wincing at the door, he finds it closed. Odd — Will likes a breeze when he works. Even odder is the hastily-written sign pasted onto it:

ANNUAL CLEAN OUT DAY. IF YOU NEED ME, TOUGH SHIT. IF YOU NEED A BANDAID, TOUGH SHIT. IF YOU’RE BLEEDING OUT, CALL AN AMBULANCE AND PRAY. I AM BUSY.

(‘Busy’ is underlined three times.)

In smaller print, under the all-caps monstrosity, is:

Unless you’re Nico, in which case disregard the previous sentiment. No, Cecil, this does NOT mean you.

The note is written again in Ancient Greek, Latin, Spanish, Portuguese, French, Mandarin, Italian, Polish, Korean, Morse Code, and another ten languages Nico can’t even name. Actually, wait — the top left is Klingon. And middle right note does not appear to be language, showing instead a poorly drawn stick figure in armour being shoved into a cannon and shot into the sun by another poorly drawn stick figure in a lab coat. Nico loves a man who’s multi-talented, indeed.

Hesitantly, Nico cracks open the door. He is immediately assaulted by a solid wall of sound, and then nearly bowled over by the enigma himself, William ‘I Can Restructure A Human Brain But Cannot Tie My Shoelaces’ Solace. He catches himself at the last second, and then barely manages to catch Will, grabbing him around the waist just before his head hits the floor.

“Nico!” he shouts over the music, smiling brightly. “Hi! You’re here!”

“I’m here.” He can physically feel his voice cracking, but luckily the music drowns it out. Hopefully. “Uh, what’re you doing?”

“Cleaning!” Will straightens up, although he stays within the circle of Nico’s arms. Nico tries real hard to keep his gaze firmly planted on his face and not on the hands he still has in his hips. “I do it once a year, kick everybody out and deep clean the place. Helps keep it fresh and minimize the bloodstains on the floor.”

“Ah. And the music…”

“It’s fun!” Will shouts. He gasps when the CD player skips and a new song comes on, heavy base and funky synths blasting so hard the window panes shake. “Oh my gods! I love this one!” He turns his bright grin at Nico full force, absolutely no holdbacks on the dimples or freckles, gods help him, and bows cheekily. “Can I have this dance, good sir?”

“It’s Britney Spears’ Outrageous,” Nico protests weakly.

“Yeah!”

…Very, very weakly.

“…Okay.”

Will whoops, grabbing his hands and spinning him around. Nico yelps, nearly tripping over a cot, but when he looks back up Will has his eyes closed and is shimmying not unlike a worm on a fish hook, and it’s so ridiculous that he can’t help but laugh. Will pries one eye open, grinning widely, and shimmies harder.

“You’re such a dweeb!”

“Join me in the dweebiness! Free yourself!”

Nico rolls his eyes fondly, squeezing Will’s hand, and lets himself get ridiculous. He’ll deny it if anyone asks, but it’s fun.

…And not just because Will is next to him, smile brighter than any star, dancing like a massive dork, hand clasped in his.

[jennelikejennay]

How to Make Up Vulcan Words

Using the Vulcan language is like trying to follow a recipe written by a grandma who already knew how to make the thing and only jotted down a couple measurements. That is, it does have information, but it rarely has all you need. Even words I would consider obvious and necessary simply aren’t in there. However, if you know how to put Vulcan words together, you can create a lot more words than the VLD will give you.

Vulcan is a language that relies very heavily on a small number of roots and affixes. English does the same sometimes, especially in scientific language, where we use Greek and Latin roots to hide the fact that we’re doing it. This makes it easy to make up new words whenever you want, in exactly the way the creators made them: by jamming together bits until a word is built up with all the parts you want.

There are only two basic rules: first, you have a limit of two hyphens, so when parts are connected with hyphens (which is the case with some affixes and all roots) you are limited to three. There’s no limit on apostrophes or jammed-together affixes, though, so keep that in mind.

Second, you want the final version to be the part of speech you are looking for, which may require a change in ending. Verbs usually (but not always) end in -au or -tor. Making a noun out of a verb is a little complicated, but in the end, a noun can have any ending. Adjectives end in -k, often -ik. Adverbs end in -ng.

The basic process I use for finding a word is this.

First, I look up the word I want in the VLD. Instead of searching by word, I go to that letter of the alphabet and scroll to it, in case there are related words in the same area. It’s probably not there, so I try a couple of synonyms. Then words that aren’t synonyms, but are related.

Hopefully in all that searching, I’ll come up with a couple of roots. For instance, I can find that sadakh means “to eject.” Dakh means to cast out, get rid of. Sa- can mean a bunch of things, including “male” and “automatic” but I see it in a lot of words like extend, exhale, expand, etc. So I think in this case sa- means outward.

Then I can add on other roots and affixes that I want. Say I want a substance that has been ejected, I can use -tukh, stuff, substance, and get sadakh-tukh. Or if I want a machine that ejects, I can use sadakh-vel. A thing that ejects? Sadakhek. A person whose job is ejecting things? Sadakhsu.

Here are a bunch of Vulcan affixes, some of which are in the VLD, some of which you have to figure out after seeing them in a bunch of related words.

su: person. This can mean a person from a given place or a person who does a certain thing. It attaches without any punctuation. ashausu: one who loves. besu: a companion, one who is beside or with you. kugalsu: a person who is betrothed. sasu: a man. kosu: a woman.

-vel: thing, object, machine. tor: do; tor-vel: mechanism. tum-tor: to count, tum-vel: computer.

-tukh: stuff. alem: salt; alem-tukh: sodium. dau: affect; dau-tukh: hormone.

ek: -er, something that does a specific thing. Not used with people. feshel-tor: to disrupt; feshelek: disruptor. spitau: to drill, spitayek: a drill, something that drills. (Note: -ek is going on the noun form of the verb, generally, spitaya being the act of drilling.)

sa-: male, masculine. sa-mekh: father. sa-fu: son.

ko-: female, feminine. ko-mekh: mother. ko-fu: daughter.

‘es: -ness, basically turning another word into an abstract noun. abru’: over; abru’es: dominance. marom-: excellent; marom’es: excellence.

shi’: place. masu: water; shi’masu: oasis. 

-bosh: full of. kau: wisdom; kau-bosh: wise

-fam: without. kau-fam: unwise.

-tal: study, the study of. gen-lis: language, gen-lis-tal: linguistics. (And -talsu is a person who studies the topic! We’re all being amateur gen-lis-talsular right now.)

tra: this is an odd collective plural, which I think is really cool. It’s a big mass of the thing you’re talking about. So sular is people, but sutra is a nation. masu: water; masutra: ocean.

rik, ri: not or without. kwon: forever; rikwonik: temporary. tsuri: normal, usual; ritsuri: abnormality, divergence, eccentricity. kup: can, able; rikup’es: disability. Vulcan loves to use this one to make opposites; if ever you need a word and only have its opposite, use this.

pi’: small. laptra: forest; pi’laptra: copse. sahan: wind; pi’sahan: breeze. You can make diminutives of any kind like this.

weh-: more. abru: above; weh-abru: upper.

dan-: most. irak: far; dan-irak: farthest.

From a few roots and these affixes, you too can craft words like shi’sasnem, bathroom, or qlar’hy’es, curiosity. The VLD alone barely gets you through a few sentences of whatever you wanted to say, but if you know how to construct your own words, you really can say almost anything.

[robin-evry]

If possible, maybe you could do Yuu as demigod? Like, they are child of the God and human, (Maybe Hecate's child for example?)

Sure thing, sorry for the wait. ask and you shall receive

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐃 ( 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 ) 🔮

A demigod is a divine mythological figure, a god who is either part human, or a minor god. In ancient Greece, dead heroes were sometimes thought of as demigods. Greek and Roman mythology have their share of demigods, and so do many other ancient religions and traditions.

( English not my first language )

Dividers made by @enchanthings

Demi-God!yuu is calm and composed, with an air of mystery. They often find themselves drawn to moments of transition—like dusk or crossroads—and have a deep understanding of both the light and dark sides of magic. Unlike others who may see magic as a tool, they views it as part of their essence. They can be fiercely protective of their friends, especially Grim, acting as a wise guide who helps others find their path.

Demi-God Yuu has a nightly ritual where they sit under the moon, either meditating or practicing their magic. Their connection to the night is sacred, and they feel most at peace under the moon’s glow. The other students find this ritual calming, and occasionally, someone will join them—Grim likes to nap nearby while Yuu performs these rituals, as well malleus would join them in meditation.

Their magic is stronger at night, even tho they are still powerful during the day. But during the night,the moon will empower their magical abilities greatly.

They're calm and wise demeanor contrasts with Grim’s fiery impulsiveness. They often acts as a voice of reason, teaching Grim the finer points of magic. They treat Grim with patience, understanding his ambitions and sometimes mischief, while also nudging him toward better decisions.

Unlike most of the students at NRC, Yuu is completely unfazed by the school’s many ghosts. In fact, they can often be found having casual conversations with them, asking for advice or getting information about past events. This has earned them a reputation as somewhat eerie but also cool in the eyes of their peers.

They have an instinctual ability to sense when someone is at a "crossroad" in their life, whether emotionally, magically, or otherwise. When this happens, they’ll subtly offer advice or guide that person toward a decision. They never force their help, allowing the person to choose their own path, but many students have come to rely on Yuu's wisdom during tough moments.

They have created a magical collar for Grim that not only enhances his fire magic but also has protective charms embedded into it. Though Grim likes to complain about it, secretly he feels a sense of security knowing that they are always watching out for him.

On rare occasions, they will disappear from the school grounds during the dead of night to help lost spirits find peace. The students have noticed their absence during these times, but they never explains where they go, adding to their air of mystery.

They have a raven familiar that flies around the campus, often perching on their shoulder. The raven is an extension of their magic and can deliver messages or gather information. Students say that if Yuu’s raven lands near you, it means you're at a pivotal point in your life. The raven was created by their magic and can control them at will.

Thanks to their lineage, they have a innate gift for potion-making, particularly those tied to transformation, protection, or revealing hidden truths. They sometimes make small charms and potions for their friends, often gifting them at just the right moment when they need it most.

They wear several pieces of jewelry—rings, bracelets, and a necklace—that hold minor curses or wards. For example, one ring protects them from harm, while another can trap weak spirits trying to cause trouble. The other students often joke that their accessories are more powerful than any full spellbook.

Have a love of magic, they collect spells as well as learn ancient magic. No matter how useless the spell is they will collect it in their personal spell book. Their spell book is said to hold powerful ancient magic as well modern magic spells, it said that the book will never run out of pages due to demi-hecate!yuu magic. Many students have tried to steal it but every time they want to open the book it wouldn't budge due to a spell that Demi-God!yuu not allowing anyone who's not them to open the book without permission. Occasionally, the book will turn a page on its own, guiding Yuu toward the right spell or piece of information for their current predicament. But sometimes during crisis moments that don't give them enough time for the book to open themselves, they just gonna use the book as a weapon smacking people by it.

They have access to a library of forgotten, ancient spells passed down from Hecate herself. These spells are not in any modern magical texts, and they can be incredibly powerful, though also dangerous. They are careful with which spells they use, knowing that some have unpredictable effects. They only cast these ancient spells when absolutely necessary, often as a last resort.

They also tend to go out at night, to explore ancient ruins for magical objects or spells. Malleus and grim would also tend to come with them just out of curiosity or not just an excuse to hang out with them.

Being the child of Hecate, demi god!yuu would have connections to magic more than anyone, they are able to use dark and light magic as well as a master at ancient magic. but their most skilled is at enchantment, moonlight magic, necromancy and gateway magic.

Using moonlight magic they can manipulate moonlight, using it to illuminate hidden paths, conceal themselves in shadows, or create protective barriers.

As Hecate is a goddess of crossroads, Yuu can create temporary portals to other locations, allowing for quick escapes or strategic advantages in battle.

They excels in charm magic, creating wards, talismans, and spells to protect or enhance allies. They also have the ability to communicate with spirits, guiding lost souls or even summoning harmless ghostly allies to aid them.

They thrive in the quiet of the night, and because of this, their study sessions often take place during late hours. Some students, especially night owls like Azul or Idia, have stumbled upon them engrossed in tomes of ancient spells or researching forgotten magical rituals by candlelight. Their dorm room always has a faint glow, even when the lights are off, due to enchanted lanterns and runes on the walls.

As the daughter of Hecate, who was often associated with cats, they have a natural affinity with felines. Cats around NRC seem to adore them, often following them around or curling up near them during late-night study sessions. Grim pretends to be annoyed by this, but secretly enjoys having their attention split between him and the other cats. Everytime during Mr. Trein lessons Lucius would come to their lap and just take a nap there and Demi-God!yuu would pet them while reading, nothing will let that cat come off of them.

They have a habit of preparing small midnight feasts for themselves, Grim and other of their friends, especially during full moons. They use simple magic to whip up snacks and teas, often involving ingredients tied to the moon or night. Sometimes, when their friends are going through tough times, they’ll invite them to these quiet moonlit gatherings, providing comfort and support through food and conversation.

Deep in the forests surrounding NRC, they have a small, hidden altar dedicated to Hecate. They visit this altar during significant moments—crossroads in their own life or when they need guidance. The altar is a sacred space where Yuu leaves offerings of moonflowers, candles, and herbs, and it’s one of the few places where they feel truly connected to their divine parent.

Vil views them with a mixture of curiosity and respect. Their composed, mysterious nature aligns well with Vil’s sense of elegance and control. He appreciates how they never loses their composure, and their unique appearance under moonlight fascinates him. However, Vil occasionally disapproves of their more cryptic side, preferring directness and clarity in those he trusts.

I would feel like idia and Demi-God!yuu would get along. They usually hang out to play games and basically discuss what they are interested in. Idia talks about his games and idol while they talk about magic and some ancient tunes they come across, and the other party would listen and give opinions.

Because of their mysterious powers, calm demeanor, and connection to ancient magic, they’ve earned a reputation around NRC as being somewhat of an enigma. While they are friendly and approachable, they often speak in cryptic phrases, making it hard for others to understand their true intentions. Most students view them with a mix of awe and wariness, but those who are close to they know that they have a kind and protective heart beneath the mystery.