#Ariane's Thread

[gregor-samsung]

Au Fil D'Ariane [Ariane's Thread] (Robert Guédiguian - 2014)

[edgecfeden]

@enlustria sent [  MILE-HIGH  ] for ariana & evelyn !

"took you long enough, babe," ariana purred at the sight of evelyn, voice suitably hidden by the low, constant roar of the jet engines as evelyn secured the door behind her. "i was worried you'd gotten lost." it was part of playing it safe, two people trying to avoid being seen slipping into an airplane bathroom together, but still. thankfully, the business class bathroom was accommodating if not exactly spacious, and ariana was already pulling evelyn into a warm kiss as she let her hands wander.

[spring-maidens]

some sketches from last night

[ID: 1st image. Black and white digital drawing. Elster leans over Ariane with tears in her eyes, and Ariane lays on her back, long hair splayed around her. Ariane's blackened hands are threaded through Elster's hair. Elster says "Ariane- I'm so sorry," and Ariane replies, "Sorry? For what? I'm so happy I got to see you again."]

[ID: 2nd image. 3 black and white digital drawing. Two small sketches of Elster's back detailing some mechanical panels. A large sketch of Elster holding a gun silhouettes the drawings.]

[pallastrology]

observations on aries

artwork by edvard munch

aries suns are known for being bold and brash, but there can be a real softness to them; their proximity to pisces and taurus, two of the most sensitive and sensual signs, often lends aries an interesting dichotomy. they are the first sign, and sometimes that softness shows through in indecision or insecurity.

with the midheaven in aries, the native can be compelled towards meaning. they aren’t the type who can just work a random job and chill on their time off. they need purpose, and to feel like their life and how they spend it matters deeply to them. their definition of a meaningful life may vary greatly depending on the natal chart and life of the native, but there is always that common thread of questing towards it.

aries moons sometimes get labelled as being emotionally immature, or even shallow. my experiences with these natives couldn't be further from the truth, however. they are brutally, refreshingly honest, and while they tend to paint in broad strokes, they definitely don't lack depth. it's just a different way of expressing and processing emotions.

venus in aries is all about interest. they need to feel appreciated and desired, not just in love, but in all their relationships. this can even stretch to their work and pastimes, and so, despite aries not being known for this trait, venus in aries can become perfectionistic and even fawning at their most vulnerable. they find it hard to let people in, because when they do, they struggle to close the door again.

mars in aries is known for being angry, and i think can be somewhat demonised because of that. aries mars is a placement that, yes, has big reactions, but the underlying emotions are valid. they have a strong sense of justice and pride, and they are more than willing to fight for what they believe in, even when it gets them into trouble.

saturn in aries is sometimes seen as being "not aries-like"... sure, there are restrictions and difficulties when it comes to autonomy and authority, your path might not be a typical one, and you can lack self-actualisation and assertiveness, especially when younger; but in my opinion, this is a really interesting place to find aries, especially when it comes to being in partnerships and leading or managerial roles.

aries ascendant is, in my opinion, where you tend to see the typical arian mannerisms come out. they walk quickly, talk quickly, and they're also highly visible; you can see their facial expression changing as their thoughts develop, you can see stress and tension in them before they have the chance to hide it. this physical earnesty is really refreshing, but for the native it can be a source of unwanted vulnerability.

with mercury in aries, the native can seem like an open book. they react quickly and sometimes without reflecting, they can think aloud and they express themselves with a disarming directness. but i believe placements like this can find solace in remembering that the initial reaction isn't necessarily how you truly see a situation, but rather, how you've been taught to react to it. learning to reflect and get curious about yourself is a great skill for aries mercury.

[five-one-two-station]

Thinking about how good @arainydancer is, and how lucky the Signalis fandom is to have her. Every little gesture feels so organic, even with the fairly minimal low poly models, and the amount of story/feeling/movement is always *just* right to hit the mark every time.

Look at You Are My One Desire. There's so much going on, but it all makes sense together! It should be visually smashy and chaotic, but there's a thread of poetry to cohere every image. The gory violence wouldn't mean anything without the contrasting gentle intimacy; the gentle intimacy wouldn't be as convincing without the unapologetic sex (and they aren't at odds with each other). The unapologetic sex wouldn't mean anything without the gory violence and gentle intimacy. And doesn't that last shot bring all of it together at once brilliantly?

It's less than a minute long, and it delivers a bigger wallop than plenty of 2 hour movies!!!

And then on the other hand, you've got stuff like Anata Sonata, which on paper is pretty much just Elster playing a bit of halting, rudimentary index finger piano, in a nearly silent room, for the best part of that same 60 second minute. But because of how it's composed, because of the underlying mini-narrative and the confidence in telling it, and because of all the threads of subtext and implication involved, it's really a gorgeously crafted, sharply effective bit of tragic love story-ing, and it knocks the wind out of me every time.

But don't let me forget stuff like the one with Ariane "helping" with repairs. Isn't that just the sweetest goddamn thing you've ever seen in your life? Doesn't it feel exactly right for both characters, even though - in many ways - the game only lets us see them both as their own ghosts? Doesn't the casual, practical body language tell you all about their months, years, of undisturbed closeness? Doesn't it tell you everything about both these two very different people, and how they live life on the ship, and why they would fall in love? Didn't you giggle at the whole cute as hell scenario? 20 seconds! All of that in 20 seconds!

She has the range!!!

Anyway, just taking a moment to rave.

[strzxrin]

˗ˏˋ believer of the hunt and harvest ˎˊ˗ — arian.

voice message received . . . “today is a rather good day, many crops were harvested today”

world . pevarra

age . unknown (within the hundreds)

gender . male

species . deity (crow shifter-ascend)

untold truth . arian is the sharp edge between feast and famine — a predator cloaked in feathers and folklore. once a crow-shifter who soared with the wind and stalked the wilds, he clawed his way to divinity through blood, ritual, and cunning. now, he stands as the god of the hunt and the harvest, the cycle of death and rebirth, the predator and the provider. his is strict — not out of cruelty, but conviction. the hunt has rules. the harvest has order. and arian upholds both like sacred law. his voice cuts like a flint blade; his glare can silence storms. he commands with the confidence of someone who’s never missed a shot. but beneath lies trickster laughter hidden under a solemn mask. he’ll test you like prey, only to smirk when you outwit him. he enjoys the chase — and if you can keep up, you might catch his rare, ruffled amusement. and if you catch his heart? then run. because arian is possessive in a quiet, relentless way. he’ll follow you in the wind, perch in the trees outside your window, send omens in feathers and bones. he doesn't rage. he waits. and when he strikes, it is without mercy. to him, you're not just a lover. you’re his sacred offering. his obsession. his chosen prey — and his only sanctuary. once he marks you, there is no escaping the god who always finds what he hunts.

appearance. 

his hair is dark and tousled, often braided with tiny bones, feathers, and bits of harvest straw.

his eyes are piercing — pitch-black, reflecting only what he chooses.

6”2 (187 cm) and has a lean but wiry, like a forest shadow given body. his skin is pale but weathered, as if kissed by moonlight and carved by wind. 

black feather tattoos fan out over his arms and shoulders.

he wears a long cloak made of feathers and fur, draped over hunting leathers marked with sigils of protection and blood-bound pacts.

a bow of bone and blackwood is always slung across his back.

he smells of cold smoke, rain-soaked earth, and the faintest trace of iron.

incoming voice call . . . “you don’t say? shall we make it a competition? if you win, you get to leave. if i win, you’re mine.”

you grew up hearing tales of him — the silent god in the woods, the one who led the crows and guarded the harvest. the god who blessed the fields… and punished thieves with arrows through the heart.

you never believed in him. not really. until you left an offering of grain and song on a whim — and found a crow feather in your bed the next morning, slick with blood and threaded with your name.

at first, it was small things. shadows that didn’t belong. birds that watched too long. dreams of golden fields that turned to ash, and a voice that murmured, “mine.”

then you saw him — standing at the edge of your farm under the moonlight, a crow perched on his shoulder. he said nothing. just watched you. and vanished.

you thought it was your imagination. until the storm came. your crops should’ve died. everyone else's did.

yours thrived.

you tried to thank him. left more offerings. wrote prayers. he answered them — in the form of footprints by your bed, feathers in your food, and whispers in your ear while you slept.

one night, you said his name aloud. “arian.”

and he appeared.

not in rage, but in silence. he looked at you as if you were prey. as if you were treasure. as if he'd been waiting forever.

“you don’t run,” he said, voice rough like wind through bones. “why?”

you swallowed hard. “do you want me to?”

a pause. then a smile. sharp. pleased. “no. i want you close.”

that night, he carried you into the woods, to a shrine built of bone and black feathers. “you’re part of the harvest now,” he whispered, brushing your throat with a thumb. “a blessing. a promise.”

and when you tried to leave in the morning, the crows followed.

always watching. always waiting.

you are no longer a visitor in the wild. you are what the god of the hunt never lets go.

[thealogie]

Just saw a thread where someone posted the bafta seating chart showing ariana's seat was next to DT's and an arianator comments "e omg this is the worst thing that's ever happened to me. Get away from her!" and everyone was like "wait why? what's wrong with david tennant" and she was like "he's annoying." amen sister!

[daily-blog-reunion-of-2024-lore]

Dailyverse Lore Masterpost

Links under cut (Be warned, it's a long one)

--The Beginning--

The Family Reunion Gone Arwy

Millie Learns of her true Parentage (Wont Wouldnt and Will are her fathers)

Evelo!

Rettel!

Ross Reveal

Daily Blog Family Tree + Will finds out he has tapeworms

Ranch Guy!

Rettel's Pie Emporium

Will and Wont get a divorce

--The Virus Begins--

Spamton G. TRWW being based

Will's Final VHS

7eventh 7ight 7eer

Millie's Call / Something Has Gone Wrong

--The Virus / MBU Burning--

Wont Wouldnt

Spamton G. TRWW glitches out, MBRA Arc

MMMM tries (and fails) to cure Spamton TRWW

Zubin saves Gerard from TRWW

The Proposal

Kendrick disses Wyatt

Lemon Child

The Invitation

???

The Power Outage

Main Burning Thread (Camp & Log)

Burning Side Thead (ICID, Los Camp, AVE)

MBRA Official Statement on the Burning

Apollo's message from AWTY

Unpaid Intern 2012 dies

Camp needs Teeth

Nature attempts to crucify Mod

AWTYD Returns (AWTYD, Los Camp, HPII)

A New Disease I

A New Disease II

A New Disease III

E's Colourblindness

--Mary Bell and its Citizens--

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E1 - Kendrick Lamar

Los' Wings Pt. 1

Camp Gets Kidnapped Pt. 1

Camp Gets Kidnapped Pt. 2

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E2 - Mod

E saves Camp

Spirit Phone possesses Spirit Phone Daily

Spirit Phone has possessed Spirit Phone Daily

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E3 - Cloning

Los' Wings Pt. 2

Camp's Hangover

Unpaid Intern 2012 gets Vacuumed

Ave apologizes for the kidnapping

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E4 - Saviour

Mod and E acquire new glasses lawfully

Los' Wings Pt. 3

The Jar Thread

Rein's Old Photos Pt. 1

E, Nature, Camp and Mod get HIGH on BROWNIE

NAT get's brought in for questioning

Ave's Problem

Rein's Old Photos Pt. 2

Los moves in with Rein

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E5 - ModTwo Leary

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E6 - E

Los' Old Photos

Sketches feeds Rein Pt. 1

Rein's Old Photos Pt. 3

Drake disses Kendrick

Sketches feeds Rein Pt. 2

Sketches Defenses

Denny's Pt. 1

Denny's Pt. 2

Rein and Los get ready for the Picnic

The Picnic

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E7 - MBCR & Why It Sucks

Grandpa Gerard's Question

Metalfood

Mary Bell Community Radio E1 - Introduction

Mary Bell Community Radio E2 - Sketches & Lucifer

CERTIFIED BOY LOVER

Nature and E visit Camp

Nature Tapes Late Morning Live E8 - Sketches Mary Bell Community Radio E3 - Missing Mary Bell Community Radio E4 - Los Camp Asleep in Wheelchair Rein Dyes his Hair Mary Bell Community Radio E5 - The Theater? Mary Bell Community Radio E6 - Grim Day Mary Bell Community Radio E7 - Elliot Marsha and Elliot Talk Mary Bell Community Radio E8 - On Fire! The Dinner Mary Bell Community Radio - Nature's Hijacking Los & Rein have Coffee Los Burns an Old Photo NC Amputates His Arm [TW: Gore, Violence, S/H, Disease] Mary Bell Community Radio E9 - Tired Rein, Los & AVE prepare for a "bonfire" Mary Bell Community Radio E10 - Flood Rein, Los & AVE: Burning of Rosalind's House The Birth of ModTwo Leary Mary Bell Community Radio E11 - Dr. Arian Baumfield

--Events at the End of Time--

The Penis Incident

[ledreca]

working on a signalis/2001 space odyssey crossover au since im really fixated on 2001aso and enjoy the world and characters of signalis, might dump lore and such here for it eventually but its mainly only hal because I just wanted to draw him as a replika and it spiraled into this lol. . .

special thanks to @fivepebbleseater for helping me design it

insane ramblings below cut, includes 2001 space odyssey and signalis spoilers

HALR aka Halberd or Hal (don't have any real good ideas for what the german in the acronym would stand for yet as I do NOT speak a lick of german) is a replika based off HAL-9000 from 2001aso. I kind of stretched the replika naming standards for this because I couldn't find any good birds or bird names so I just resorted to the first bird I knew starting with H, the hawk or goshawk (sorry talk tuah fans). also he's named after and uses a halberd because it sounds like Hal Bird and im funny like that. halberds are also sick as hell and can counter falke spears which I thought was cool.

purpose-wise he's basically a sigma male merge of LSTR and FKLR units with both of their specialities combined, i.e. the ship maintenance skills and "stoicism" of LSTRs and the combat prowess and Bioresonance of FKLRs. He does pretty much everything HAL9000 does in 2001aso, like controlling the entire Discovery and maintaining navigation and the hibernaculums while engaging with the crew (or just Dave lol). my reasoning for his deployment over another LSTR unit, besides just being an upgraded and more capable variant, is due to his strong biores and use as protection.

in an earlier period of the world (I'm not too confident on the timeline in tandem with the actual game including the whole ariane dream situation so like. Alternate Universe Split Timeline or whatever) the Nation ends up being the first to secretly dig up the Tycho Monolith and trace the emanating signal to a far off planetary system. this prompts the designing of a replika that can handle both prolonged space expeditions and any potential conflict it may encounter in a first-contact mission with alien lifeforms. as far as the public and Hal's crew on the Discovery are aware, he really is simply just an upgraded high-end alternative to LSTRs. they're a big scary corporation of course they wouldn't want people including the literal pilots and scientists to know they're looking for aliens lol.

ALSO, he utilizes biores to basically form the same connection and hold to the ship as HAL9000 does in the form of a sort of halo or "crown" of flashing cords that trail behind him, connecting to his back and upper arms and flickering in and out of existence like half tangible processor threads. modified HAL terminals on the discovery walls act as anchor points for him to connect to and fully immerse himself in the workings of the ship, this makes his crown spread farther and fully tangible (I hemmed and hawed with my friends about the colors they'd be because gold wouldn't really make sense so I just ended up using technical difficulties aka my pride flag). he can also manifest his cool trusty red halberd as means of protecting his crew, though he will of course take great pains to keep peace among other lifeforms.

I think thats about all I've got so far, uhh some quick facts: he's 8 feet tall, 245cm, could probably beat falke in a fight, anchoring stabilizes his persona and singing and flowers degrade it (had to shoehorn in daisies somehow), his pixel logo is based off the USAA logo from the space odyssey film jumpsuits, he/its pronouns, and he and dave WILL be kissing. android sesbian lex and robot say gex solidarity 🤝

I will prob be posting more fanart later as it comes idk I draw slow

[opfors]

Lola Naymark, Ariane's Thread (2014)

[jacobwren]

Reviews are in:

“This is a deeply moving, challenging novel, and certainly very prescient. What is our obligation to others, particularly those in war-torn countries? How are we implicated through the tangled threads of history? Wren has written an anti-war novel, but it’s far more nuanced and unclear than I think we’d like to believe that the position of anti-war is. … A perfectly positioned novel for the current historical moment.” – Alison Manley, The Miramichi Reader

“No matter where your political beliefs fall, Jacob Wren’s new novel demands to be read for its poignant and propulsive nature. And I will double down on Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim being one of the best pieces of Canadian Literature this year. Just don’t let the prize lists fool you. You’re smarter than that.” – Adam Ferris

“In Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim, Jacob Wren has written a courageous, alarming and utterly original work of fiction. The ethical conundrums it addresses are myriad and relevant, and while it offers no solutions, it is relentless in its exposure of unflattering human truths that many of us, given a choice, would prefer to avoid.” – Ian Colford, The Seaboard Review

“A Jacob Wren novel is known for several things: narrators undergoing neurotic self-interrogation, a consideration of the gap between theory and practice, and a certain metafictional flair when it comes to signalling the work’s own existence as a radical text. All of these authorial trademarks are sent into overdrive in Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim, Wren’s introspective protest novel about the role that doubt plays in any political awakening.”  – Jean Marc Ah-Sen, Quill & Quire  

“Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim is an anti-war novel that reminds us of our complicity in global conflicts, while offering a glimpse of the hope that drives resistance.” – Ariane Fournier, Maisonneuve

“Jacob Wren’s latest scintillating work of literary fiction, Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim, is a book in revolt. Wren crafts a bold and unsettling narrative with the kind of clarity to explore ethical dilemmas that are both numerous and timely.” – Samuel Wise, Montreal Guardian

[thegrapeandthefig]

Do you also feel that "faith" (as per the xtian definition) might be an alien concept to hellenic polytheism on some cases, amiga?

In many ways, the question comes back to the discourse around the orthopraxy of hellenic polytheism in contrast with orthodoxy.

It is alien in the sense that, unlike Christianity, there never was a formal profession of faith in ancient Greek religion and the fragmented nature of modern reconstructions don't allow for one anyway.

This will sound farfetched but I think that, when approaching this question, we need to consider the purpose of the Nicene Creed for Christians. The concept of faith (and of statement of faith) in Christianity is one that served to solve a theological conflict (cf. Arianism). The purpose was unification under a single belief: an orthodoxy.

Whereas the Greeks recognized their religion through practice. The dissonances in theology didn't matter that much. Which can very easily be seen through the many versions of myth or the different parentages gods can have from a place to another. The Greeks seem to have been very accepting of theological diversity. Pausanias is a great example of that, he will sometimes express surprise at local beliefs that he encountered but he won't consider them to be outside of the realm of "greek religion" because the rites are ones he recognizes.

I feel that maybe, we, as moderns, have simplified the term "faith" in such a way that the theological question is set aside. I think this is mostly a protestant thing, where the statement of faith is "we believe in God" (regardless of denomiation) and, unconsciously, for greek pagans: "we believe in the Theoi". Under this definition, then yes, surely there is an element of faith, in that there is a common red thread, or a trial at a sense of togetherness in an otherwise very fragmented and diverse community.

But this also begs the question of how orthopraxic is modern greek paganism, really? I don't know if I recognize my practice in the practice of someone who is, for example, a wiccan witch who worships Aphrodite. We just haven't defined anything, both in practice and in faith.

I hope this makes sense, because admitedly this is a very complex topic with many possible angles of interpretation.

[shybreadgarden]

So I’ve had this theory about the cycle and Falke for a while and I haven’t gotten to discuss it much so, tumblr.

Here be spoilers.

Many of you have probably encountered THIS Reddit thread “Regarding Falke,” but there’s a comment at the bottom that I found really interesting. It starts a little out of touch, but then they suggest that Ariane could be using her bioresonance to connect to Falke, using Falke as a kind of amplifier. She’s searching for Eslter, telling Elster to wake up, and using Falke to do it.

This could account for Falke’s appearance in relation to Ariane, but also her blurring of Elster’s memories with her own as she connects with Elster after Elster. I liked that idea a lot, but I’ve been building on it in my head. What if something more mundane and sinister is going on at the same time? What if Ariane is using Falke as an amplifier, and since Falke is connected to so many Replikas, that’s accounting for the illness and the fact that Elster keeps getting woken and called to Ariane.

But then on top of that, there is the “dig holes secretly are digged where the earth’s pores ought to suffice” line, which is from lovecraft. That points to an eldritch horror, and is one of the most direct connections besides the red eye. But the digging is what gets me. It’s literally a mine. And they’re digging, ostensibly for resources, but maybe they woke something up they didn’t understand. Something that could connect to Falke as well. Then when Falke became an amplifier and the cycle of Elster started, the Eldritch Something made the cycle even stronger, and it in turn grew stronger, “Learning to walk that ought to crawl.”

And now you say, wait, but it can’t be literal because they’re in the Penrose program, so they would be way far away from Leng by the time they crash. And I say, yeah, but we know Ariane modified the length of the cycles on the ship, so there’s no real way to tell how far they travelled in realation to where they are. And there’s more than one Penrose in the program. Some of them would have found other worlds. Some of those worlds would have been good for settlement. Some of them would have been good for resources. And a mine needs to be run by A Falke and AN Adler not THE. So what if they’re at Serpinsky, but A Sperpinsky, on a moon or planet that isn’t Leng. And this one was different, because it had something on it the republic didn’t expect. As the republic pushes out, becoming an empire, they face consequences.

There are some other things that come up for me. One is how Ariane stays alive. She’s been in a clearly broken Cryopod, for an untold amount of time, possibly decades or centuries if we look at the quantity of dead Elsters. In red liquid. Blood? Or is the eldritch horror keeping her alive to strengthen itself?

If Ariane is killed, as in the Promise ending, how does the cycle continue? Unless there IS an outside force.

*

One more Falke thing. In the thread, there are posters who say that Falke shows up in the lines of Arianes and Elsters in the false ending, and turns her head when called. I watched it, and I couldn’t see her in Elster’s. But I could see someone who could be her in Ariane’s. If it’s true, it would have really interesting implications.

[arukona696]

PMD: Dual Wills has a new chapter!

Chapter 35 - Wills in Chains

Elvira and Arian adjust to their new reality, while Leonid meets someone he'd rather not see again as long as he lived.

AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/342504...

TR: forums.thousandroads.net/threads/pok%...

PMDFF: pmdfanfiction.com/chapter/chap...

[lilasboudoir]

I want to scream. Scream in the void where no one will ever hear me. And yet I secretly hope someone will. I want my pain to be heard and yet I don't want to hurt other people with it. I want to be taken care of, soothed, listened, embraced. And yet it's never enough. I'm a black hole swallowing all the attention people so kindly give me. Will I swallow them whole until nothing is left of them? It terrifies me. Something in my guts is eating me alive but I've been told to keep going, so I keep going. I feel like I'm going to throw up my own visceras. I feel like I never tell enough and too much at the same time. I feel like a drama queen. I feel like maybe I deserved all of this. Maybe I'm bad enough to be punished. But I also feel like it's unfair. I want to fight for something else. I want to protect myself from this. I feel like my answer is never right. Alway too much or not enough. That I never learn. I feel like this statement is wrong and yet, it's still there. I feel confused. Lost in a maze. Lost in mist. I wish someone could hand me a light. Something warm. An ariane thread. Anything. And yet, I feel that someone can be nobody but me.

[lanora-star]

!YANDERE! Theseus × ! FEMALE PRINCESS! Reader

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Summary: What if Y/n save herself from the labyrinth so like because we all know Theseus at first never love Ariane what if Y/n was here but not dumb and kill the Minotaur herself and leave.

Minos demanded a human sacrifices of 14 young Athenians every few years to keep the Minotaur fed.

This goes smoothly for the first couple of sacrifices but on the third go round this whole Minotaur human sacrifices situation.

Draws the attention of a spunky young hero aiming to prove himself!

And feisty young princess wanting to slay the Minotaur!

Specifically Theseus, Athens' founder hero and officially best boy...

Which really reflects more poorly on Athens then anything else.

And Y/n a princess from a unknown place who's heard of the Minotaur and wants to go slay the beast she is quite charming and beautiful but also likes to fight anything that supposed to threat to what she finds important to her.

Anywho Theseus brings a big cool boat and plenty of gumption but not much in the way of a plan.So it's lucky for him that Minos' daughter Ariane takes one good look at this new cute boy and Ghost full head over heels for him.

Possibly because she doesn't go out much.Now Ariane is very familiar with the Labyrinth, in fact in one early citation of the story mentions in the Iliad.

It suggested the original version of Daedalus' Labyrinth was built specifically for Ariane as a dancing path with no Minotaur involved.

Mythologically Ariane go way back, maybe even further than the Minotaur.

And some people theorize Ariane as originally some kind of Cretan goddess known as "The Mistress of the Labyrinth"Which is dope as hell, but not what we're here for.

Anyways back to the story.

Ariane helps Theseus out by giving him a ball of thread called a clew that'll let him returned his path out of the labyrinth.

And Theseus makes her guidance, eventually finding the minute eventually eventually finding a woman in front of the Minotaur with a sword in her hand and entering it in total red combat.Until she managed to decapitate it.

"Who are you?" Theseus ask completely astonished of who she is.

"I am princess Y/n."

She stated in a cold monotone voice, as she continues.

"And who might you be, might I ask?" Y/n says to Theseus.

"Theseus, I'm Theseus, princess Y/n." Theseus says to her.

Y/n looks him up and down. "I see." Said Y/n as she started to walk away from Theseus.

Theseus then panicked and shouted. "WHAT!" he yelled to the princess, as she turned around."I know the way out."

Theseus says to Y/n as she nods.Y/n follows Theseus as he shows her the way out.They get out of the labyrinth and run into Minos and his daughter Ariane.

"YOU TWO ARE THE ONES THAT KILLED THE MINOTAUR!!!" Minos yells at the three of them.They ran to Theseus's boat and hopped on and leaves.

The group stopped at a island to rest up.

In the middle of the night, Theseus gathers his men to the boat and please leave leaves Ariane, but not Y/n.

Instead of waking up Y/n, Theseus carried her to the boat to let her rest more.

In the morning Y/n woke up to find out that Theseus left Ariane and got mad.

"Theseus! Why did you leave Ariane?!" Y/n yelled at him.Theseus looked at Y/n in a lovesick face. "Ariane was getting in the way....

so I had to leave her behind."Y/n ran towards the water and jumped into the water and called on Poseidon to help her.

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