#conversation: hercules

[here-comes-the-moose]

Echo: I can’t believe you’re getting so worked up about some guy.

Crosshair: This one’s different! He’s honest and he’s sweet.

Echo: Please…

Crosshair: He’d never do anything to hurt me.

Echo: HE’S A GUY!

[rovermcfly]

..... which could mean nothing.

[radarsteddybear]

Just when you think book!Hastings is smarter than TV!Hastings, book!Hastings falls for the oldest trick in the book:

[brimo5]

Hades sneaks into an Olympian Herakles fan club meeting after being persistently invited by Persephone and Hermes, then...

[beautifullache]

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Journeys

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Journeys is a teen retail leader with an emphasis on footwear and unique specialty items including apparel, backpacks, hats and accessories. With more than 800 stores in all 50 US states, Puerto Rico and Canada, Journeys offers the most popular brands that cater to the teen lifestyle such as Converse, Vans, Dr Martens, UGG, Adidas, Timberland, Birkenstock, Crocs and Hey Dude. Through strategic artistic partnerships, event sponsorships, exclusive content, creative collaborations with musicians, and a focus on giving back to the community through charitable events and volunteer programs— Journeys has become more than just a retailer, but a universal part of teen and youth culture. The in-store Journeys experience features an energetic environment, friendly, passionate staff, and an inclusive atmosphere where self-expression is not just accepted – but encouraged and embraced. Journeys is an attitude you can wear.

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Hibbett Sports

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Hibbett, headquartered in Birmingham, Alabama, is a leading athletic-inspired fashion retailer with nearly 1,100 Hibbett and City Gear specialty stores, located in 35 states nationwide. Hibbett has a rich history of serving customers for more than 75 years with convenient locations, superior personalized customer service and access to coveted footwear, apparel and accessories from top brands like Nike, Jordan, and adidas. Consumers can browse styles, find new releases, shop looks and make purchases through our best-in-class omni-channel platform. Follow us on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter @hibbettsports and @citygear. At Hibbett I City Gear, we make it easy for you to have an edge up on the competition when it comes to your style. Whether it’s the brands we keep on our shelves or the people who work in our stores, we are here to help you reach your next level of play. You’ll get the latest products first and exclusive items that are harder to find. If you want to put your game in the right hands, you’ve come to the right place at Hibbett I City Gear. With names like Nike, Jordan, Adidas, The North Face, and Costa, we bring fashion and footwear together for you and your game. Whether you’re shopping for yourself or the whole team, at Hibbett I City Gear we have you covered from toe to head.

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Foot Locker

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Foot Locker, Inc. leads the celebration of sneaker and youth culture around the globe through a portfolio of brands including Foot Locker, Kids Foot Locker, Champs Sports, atmos, and WSS. With approximately 2,700 retail stores in 29 countries across North America, Europe, Asia, Australia and New Zealand, as well as websites and mobile apps, the Company's purpose is to inspire and empower youth culture around the world, by fueling a shared passion for self-expression and creating unrivaled experiences at the heart of the global sneaker community. Foot Locker, Inc. has its corporate headquarters in New York. At Foot Locker, Inc., our purpose is to inspire and empower youth culture through our family of brands by fueling a shared passion for self-expression and creating unrivaled experiences at the heart of the sport and sneaker communities.

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Finish Line

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Finish Line is an American retail chain that sells athletic shoes and related apparel and accessories. The company operates 660 stores in 47 states, mostly in enclosed shopping malls, as well as Finish Line-branded athletic shoe departments in more than 450 Macy's stores.

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Champs Sports

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Champs Sports is one of the largest, athletic sports-specialty retailers in North America. We bring to the table an arsenal of the finest, freshest athletic apparel, footwear and accessories you’ll find anywhere. We believe that through our brands and our knowledgeable sales associates, we can claim the high ground as the authority on Game, and we’re here to help you up your own personal Game.

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[mythologypaintings]

The Assembly of the Gods on Mount Olympus

Artist: Hans von Aachen (German, 1552-1615)

Date: 17th century

Medium: Oil on copper

Collection: Private European collector

Description

An Assembly of the Gods, with Jupiter embracing Minerva, Venus confronting Diana observed by Hercules, Mercury, Cupid and Apollo, and Neptune and Hades conversing, in classical ruins.

[ahsokasteachings07]

I have a head canon.

Hercules and Lillie are married and already have a baby boy, Ten Cents.

One day during lunch, they decide to tell their 6 year old son about babies.

"Hey, do you want a baby?"

Ten Cents looks at his father with confusion then goes back to eating his applesauce.

They start telling him all the wonderful things about babies and Ten Cents is clearly more confused and a little concerned.

"Why all the talk about babies?"

Lillie stands up and holds a hand to her stomach.

"You're going to be a big brother soon."

Ten Cents looks at her for a good long minute before scooting back his chair to go give her a hug.

"Really?!"

Lillie laughs as she rubs his dark curls in his head.

"Yes, really."

[rainbowmuses]

@youllalwaysbemyporcelain | Hercules

"Did you drop this? I need to know so that I can bring this to lost and found" he said and tilted his head to the side while he studied the other, a soft smile forming on his face.

[ifyoutrvstme]

closed starter for hercules ! @ofcelestialstories

"You again." Jafar acknowledged the other, remembering the incident with the door in town. "I'm curious. That inhuman strength of yours — is it something you were born with? Or some kind of curse?"

[fortcrescendo]

Thinking about recycling this song in my very own version

How I’ve missed my childhood filled with Disney memories, even ‘till now🧚🏻

[brainrockets]

Just out here passing around the one last braincell like the Fates passing around their one last eyeball.

[ouraniatm]

@ultmanias asked: ❛  21 .   a  kiss  on  the  cheek . / from zack !

the last thing cora expected was a small flower, given to by zack. while she knew that the bond they had grew deeper than anticipated - something which only seemed to withdraw her more than usual, mostly out of her own complexes - there was no telling she expected to be given gifts of any kind. regardless, the green haired observes for one moment before slowly taking it in her own hands.

it was then, while looking down at the flower, did zack pull yet another unexpected tactic - he kisses her cheek which freezes her in spot. normally, cora would've pushed him off, hell, she wouldn't have even accepted any of this, yet here she is, completely struck with shock as she touches the cheek with her fingers and looks up at the soldier, confused yet longingly. no words were said, nothing could be said. for once in her difficult life, cora didn't know what to do. was she...getting vulnerable? was she really starting to...no. she can't say it, she won't. this can't go on...she has to push herself back in those walls before allowing an opportunity to get hurt, once again.

[wonderjanga]

So Ive had this prompt stuck in my head, dunno if you've done it before, but:

Billy unexpectedly powers down due to a villain's weapon. But instead of being, well, scruffy little billy, he ends up looking like a greek child with the toga (?) and all. What would the JL reaction be?

This whole incident started half a year ago with the divine beings in his head arguing about something. Arguing was a surprisingly common occurrence despite the fact that most of these guys were over thousands of years old. He tended to normally tune them out whenever this was happening.

Achilles: “BILLY!”

Marvel: *startles* “Yes, Achilles?”

Achilles: “Chiton or toga?”

Marvel: “Huh?

Mercury: “Chiton or toga? We’re making you a gift. Aren’t we like so kind?”

Marvel: “A gift…?” *sounds weary* “I don’t like the sound of that. What are you planning?”

Zeus: “Nothing!”

Marvel: “Solomon?”

Solomon: “It really is nothing. This will actually aid you in case of any accidents while in field.”

Marvel: “Okay then…”

Hercules: “NOW PICK!”

Marvel: “Alright, alright, dang. Uh… What’s a chiton?”

Zeus: “What’s a- What’s a chiton? I’ve never felt such a shame for one of my children before.”

Marvel: “I’m not your kid, but okay.”

Solomon: “Billy, a chiton is a tunic that was worn traditionally by the Greeks.”

Marvel: “Oooh. Uh… okay then I pick that one.”

Zeus: “Ha ha, suck it Atlas!”

Atlas: “I also wanted him to pick the Chiton…?”

Zeus: “I know. I just don’t like you. I thought that was obvious by now.”

Billy didn’t know that Robin was like five feet away and watching this entire interaction go down. To Damian, this grown ass man was just having a full conversation with himself, oblivious to the world. He reported this behavior to his father later.

Batman: “That’s normal.”

Robin!Damian: “Pardon?”

Batman: “That’s normal for Marvel. Think nothing of it.”

Anyways, fast forward six months. Billy forgot about the gift thing the Gods were talking about. Mostly because they hadn’t even given him the gift. Then the time came when Billy was forced to be detransformed. All because of a stupid villain’s machine going haywire. Sivana could do better. So now, Billy was standing in front of the JL who had surrounded him in a half circle.

(Ancient Greek is in italics)

Billy: “Uh… Hello?” *doesn’t even realize he’s decked out in the Ancient Greek drip, complete with the chiton from earlier*

JL: *staring in befuddlement*

Supes: “He’s been de-aged?”

WW: *steps forward* “Brother?”

Mercury: “Okay, Billy, stare at her for like three seconds and then be like you’re Zeus‘s kin?”

Billy: *doesn’t even know why he’s doing this but does the three second stare* “You’re Zeus’ kin?”

Mercury: “You’re my favorite champion now.”

WW: “I am. I am Diana Prince. It’s a pleasure to meet you. What is your name?”

Solomon: “Thavma is a nice choice.”

Zeus: “So is Keraunos. Which is arguably better because it means lightning.”

Billy: “Thavma, or Keraunos. Either is fine.”

Flash: *whispering to Batman* “Spooky, what’re they saying?”

Batman: “I don’t know. I’m versed in Greek, not Ancient Greek. I can just barely make out an eighth of the words they’re saying.”

Soon after all of this, he was taken to the Watchtower. The JL dropped him off in a rec room and assigned Robin to watch him so the team could go to a meeting room to discuss the whole ordeal.

Robin!Damian: *looking him up and down*

Billy: *can feel the judgment through Robin’s mask* “What is it?”

Robin!Damian: “What?”

Billy: “I said what is it?”

Robin!Damian: “Tt. A language barrier.”

Billy: *frog blinks* “Language barrier…?”

Solomon: “I’ll just turn off the Ancient Greek for you.”

Billy: *clears his throat* “Can you understand me now?” *slight Greek accent still there*

Robin!Damian: “More clearly. Yes.”

Billy: “Cool, now what is it?”

Robin!Damian: “Pardon?”

Billy: “What is it? I can tell you’re staring at me judgmentally through that thing on your face.”

Robin!Damian: *visibly bristles* “I am not.”

Billy: “Yes, you are.”

Robin!Damian: “I am not.”

Billy: “You are.”

Robin!Damian: “Am not.”

Billy: “Yuh huh.”

Robin!Damian: “Nuh uh-” *realizes he let that leave his mouth* “Why are you acting like a child?

Billy: “I am a child.”

Robin!Damian: *stares at him for a couple moments* “The reason I am staring at you judgmentally, is that I had previously assumed you had been born an adult.”

Billy: “Who told you that?”

Robin!Damian: “Nightwing.”

Billy: *remembers he’s not supposed to know who that is* “Who?”

Robin!Damian: “He’s someone you’ll meet when you’re an adult.”

Billy: “Okay…?”

*silence*

Somehow, the two ended up crawling in the vents together. You couldn’t even ask Billy how it happened.

Robin!Damian: “Crawl faster.”

Billy: “I’m trying.”

They spent a while up there, crawling around, eavesdropping, stopping every now and then in the kitchen for snacks.

Robin!Damian: “This is chocolate.” *hands him a chocolate bar*

Billy: *eyes literally shining as he looks at the bar because he rarely gets to have chocolate*

Robin!Damian: “You open it like so.” *opens his own bar* “Now come. We must continue on the move. Back to the vents.”

This went on until the JL started to look for them.

Flash: *searching the rec room frantically because they should’ve been here*

Robin!Damian and Billy: *descend from the vents*

Robin!Damian: “What do you need speedster?”

Flash: *screams*

[tinta11e]

OP tags:

Hastings' accent isn't really all that terrible, it's certainly not halting or stilted; the words come easily to him and he's excellent at the conjugation and syntax and vocabulary, it's just...noticeably English, and Poirot has a tendency to correct his pronunciation a lot which gets in the way of conversation, and doesn't exactly make Hastings feel good about himself :(but Poirot only does it because he knows Hastings can do better! he's trying to help!, unfortunately Poirot is not very good at helping

Headcanon that, while Hastings is fluent in French, he doesn't have a particularly good accent, so he prefers to speak in English when able.

This leads to conversations with Poirot when Poirot is particularly tired or frustrated where Poirot speaks entirely in French and Hastings speaks entirely in English.

[kxsagi]

hihi u need to hear me out on this ok

i think its pretty obvious im a BIIIIG fan of grumy x sunshine so imagine v. expressive reader who also happens to be a professional swooner (constantly compliments ppl and swoons over them, like they'll see someone do smth cool and immediately start swooning temporarily & it's so obvious because they don't hide their feelings) with post-wc kunigami who is mostly the victim to being the only one who can tolerate them enough to be around them most of the time

i think it'd be rlly cool to see how two people (reader & kunigami) with opposite personalities can fall in love with the other despite their differences.

“𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝”

a/n: oooh more kunigami fics i see (i'll gladly write for him bc i know a certain someone loves kunigami)

there are many mysteries in life. how the pyramids were built. why post wild card! kunigami came back from the wild card arc looking like a final boss. and most importantly, how someone like you, swoony! reader, ended up orbiting around him like a caffeinated planet circling a dead star. 

“oh my gosh,” you whisper-squeal, clutching the goal post like it’s the only thing keeping you from collapsing. “did you see that header?! ren, i swear, you make physics look like a suggestion. your neck muscles deserve their own fan club.” 

kunigami, who’s jogging off the field after practice, doesn’t look at you. or anyone. he just grabs a towel from the bench, wipes his face like it personally offended him, and grunts. it might’ve been a “thanks.” or a “please perish.” hard to tell. 

to everyone else, that grunt would be a conversation ender. to you? that grunt is a legally binding contract to keep talking. 

“seriously though,” you say, speed-walking next to him with zero shame. “how do you not walk around breaking door frames with those shoulders? you could do anything. break walls. carry me. emotionally ruin me.” 

he keeps walking. you keep talking. this is your dynamic. 

at some point, everyone else has learned to leave you two alone. they tried, truly, to keep up with you. but you are too much – too bubbly, too expressive, too prone to clutching your chest dramatically when someone opens a water bottle in a hot way. you are a human romcom montage, and kunigami is the only one with the emotional stability to endure you for more than ten minutes. 

“why do you follow him around?” reo had asked once, watching you beam at kunigami while he lifted dumbbells like they were paper towels. 

“because he’s my muse,” you replied, hand over your heart. “have you seen him? he’s a greek statue come to life. if i don’t swoon, who will?” 

reo blinked. “you’re insane.” 

“and in love!” you shot back, twirling dramatically before crashing into a weight rack. 

kunigami had dragged you away by the collar like a misbehaving puppy. no words. just that stern, long-suffering look like he was questioning every life choice that led to this moment. 

but the thing is, kunigami doesn’t hate you. 

which is saying a lot, because kunigami, these days, looks like he hates most things. joy. peace. emotions. breakfast cereals with mascots. he doesn’t even talk much anymore – just grunts, glares, and occasionally sighs like the weight of the world rests on his monster-sized traps. 

but for some reason, when it comes to you, he tolerates. no, endures. worse: lets you stay. 

it’s almost funny how opposite you are. 

he wakes up at 5 AM for protein and silence. you wake up at 9 AM singing about the birds outside your window like a disney princess with a caffeine addiction. he bench presses his trauma. you process yours by giving his biceps names. 

“i think i’ll call this one hercules,” you say one afternoon, poking his right arm while he’s tying his shoelaces. “and this one hector. very greek tragedy. very my type.” 

kunigami doesn’t even flinch. he just yanks the knot tight and mutters, “go bother someone else.” 

“no one else will let me,” you sigh dreamily. “they all tell me to shut up. you’re the only one who tells me to bother someone else, which is basically a soft ‘stay’ if you think about it.” 

he stares at you. expression unreadable. you stare back with heart eyes so aggressive it’s practically harassment. 

“you’re lucky you’re cute,” you whisper. 

he walks away. you follow him like a devoted cult member. 

and guess what? the breaking point doesn’t come with fanfare. no dramatic kiss. no enemies-to-lovers arc climax. no moment of him pushing you against a locker and growling “you talk too much” before your lips crash together like a bad wattpad fic. 

no. the moment it changes is stupid. absurdly mundane. 

you’re both at a vending machine after evening practice. kunigami’s trying to get a protein bar. you’re trying to decide between grape juice or being annoying. grape juice loses. 

“you know,” you say casually, leaning against the machine, “if this was an anime or romcom or whatever, this is where i’d pretend to trip into you and then fall in love forever.” 

kunigami doesn’t look at you. “don’t.” 

“i wasn’t going to!” you protest, flailing dramatically. “i respect boundaries. mostly. but if you did fall in love with me forever, hypothetically, i’d be really good at being your trophy wife. i have practice. i once married a body pillow in vegas.” 

he glances at you. finally. slow. deadpan. “you’re exhausting.” 

you clutch your chest. “say it again.” 

and that, somehow, makes him laugh. not a full laugh. not even a real laugh. just a snort, a half-smile twitching at the corner of his mouth, like his face is trying not to betray him. 

and in that moment, you realize something genuinely terrifying: you’re not just joking anymore. 

because under all the swooning and sparkling eyes and anime-tier speeches about his delts, you actually like him. not just the looks. not just the grumpy energy. but the weird kindness he shows in quiet ways. the way he watches over people without saying a word. how he puts up with your chaos without ever once calling you annoying. how he sees you, not just as comic relief, but as you. 

and worse? you think he might like you, too. 

“you never shut up,” he tells you one night, sitting beside you on the rooftop after practice. 

you’re sipping from a juice box and kicking your feet like a child. he’s watching the skyline like it personally offended him. 

“i do shut up,” you reply. “just not around you. you make me nervous. it’s easier to talk than feel.” 

he glances at you, quiet for a long beat. “you’re not nervous,” he says. “you’re fearless. annoying. bright.” 

“aww,” you sigh. “you’re flirting.” 

he doesn’t respond. just keeps watching the stars. but when you lean against him, all sunshine and sugar and a thousand different versions of too much, he doesn’t move away. 

you smile to yourself. it’s not perfect. it’s not poetic. but it’s real. 

and if kunigami’s okay being your gravitational anchor, then you’re more than happy to orbit forever. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Yandere Hades, Qin Shi Huang, Apollo, Poseidon, Hercules, Ares and Hermes x Maomao Reader please?

This would be so funny because while many women, mortal, goddess, nymph and many other species fawn and lust over him, Reader looks upon him in disgust/disinterest when it comes to his physical appearance

However she only gets excited and show joy when it comes to medical herbs, poisons and certain animals which she scared him after he saw her consume poison and have a smile on her face over it

Frog Scene (Girl, I SCREAMED like a banshee I kid you not when I saw that scene)

OMG same! I read the manga, so I knew this was coming but when it happened, I squeed so loudly!

-He had it all, (Love) had adoration from women- gods, humans, nymphs- they all adored him for his handsome good looks and power!

-You, however, were an outlier- you looked upon him like he was scum at your feet, like you weren’t affected by his beauty, strength and skills- to you he was an annoyance and you had no issues showing it on your face when you looked at him, especially when he would try to flirt with you, to get a reaction out of you, but you would always bristle like a cat, glaring at him.

-It was strange, your reactions to him, it annoyed him at first, as he couldn’t understand it, he couldn’t wrap his head around how you weren’t swooning over him like others who would give anything for a fraction of his attention.

-You weren’t bothered by their jealous looks as (Love) was paying attention only to you, as he wanted you to acknowledge him in something other than anger and annoyance.

-(Love) was stunned to see that you were okay with treating others with kindness, speaking kindly, smiling gently, and conversing that didn’t sound like forced politeness, and he grew rather cranky, feeling salty that you treated him differently!

-That’s when he had an epiphany- you treated him differently and he liked it! You weren’t like everyone else, you treated him like how he acted, a cocky and sometimes arrogant full-of-himself!

-This, unfortunately for you, led to him seeking you out more, wanting to get to know you more, which made his admirers jealous and which annoyed you, especially when he cut into your personal time with your research.

-(Love) had nearly collapsed as he watched you eating something poisonous on purpose, rushing over to haul you up to take you to the clinic, but he froze as you looked to be in absolute bliss, smiling so beautifully as if you had just seen heaven.

-You blinked as his hands clapped down on your shoulders, holding you there as he was enraptured with your beautiful smile, like you just realized he was there as you spoke, “Hello Lord (Love), is there something you needed?”

-He instantly was yelling at you, mostly in worry more than anything, “Why are you eating poison?! And why do you look so happy about it?!”

-You looked a bit surprised but answered like it was no big deal, “I was a poison tester while I was alive. I grew immune to poisons by ingesting so many and instead of it bothering me, it tastes delicious, and I love how it makes me feel.”

-Despite being shocked by your answer, (Love) spent the next half hour yelling at you for being so reckless, because if you died in Valhalla, you would be erased from existence. You didn’t realize he cared so much about you, as his anger was surprising, but you just sat there, taking your scolding.

-You unfortunately made it worse by reaching for the bowl while he was pacing back and forth, wanting another bite, which led to your scolding session being expanded by another full hour.

-You were going to give him high blood pressure, but he did enjoy seeing the looks of glee on your face from seeing rare herbs, medicines, and other poisons.

-You were a strange person, but he couldn’t help but feel more and more drawn to you and while you hated to admit it, you grew to enjoy his company. He wasn’t the arrogant pretty boy you thought he was- he was more complex than that.

-The two of kept learning more and more about each other as you grew closer, much to the dismay of his admirers, who knew that they lost to you.