#greek gay kids

[bathroomtrapped]

[extraaa-30]

Y'ALL LITERALLY STFU PERCY IS REPRESENTATION FOR THE GREEK MYTHOLOGY GIRLIES

are you telling me at 12 years old you, greek mythology gay on tumblr, would NOT have clocked every monster??? are you REALLY DEFINITELY SURE ABOUT THAT???

bc bestie I'm sorry but 12yo me was WAITING for opportunities like percys. i'd be like hmm who wants the bolt if it's not hades EXCESSIVE & UNNECESSARY KNOWLEDGE IT'S YOUR TIME TO SHINE dw y'all I've been training for this

Except literally Sally was training Percy for this.

[newspecies]

"the vast majority of legal persecution against early queers was focused on men" ARE YOU INSANE

[lazyasriel]

always disappointing discovering a homophobic ancient Greek author, like you guys are supposed to be chill

[alalumin]

ROUND ONE

Xena is the main character of the tv show Xena: Warrior Princess. She is a warrior on a quest to get redemption for her past wrongdoings by defending those in need.

Katerina Sakellaropoulou is a greek judge and current president of Greece.

[dandylion-s]

I do not believe that there are people who do not enjoy Son of Nyx here, at the end of the pipeline which begins with a queer mentally ill adolescent obsessed with mythology.

[innerruinsruins]

Hello! I'm Hunter! I'm a 18 year old transgender female to male who is to start testosterone soon!

I'm Gay and am taken by my wonderful soul mate(who bites if you flirt with me). I'm a Disney and Singer/songwriter lore Enthusiast! I will give you random lore about Disney or Songs from my favorite artists!

I'm an avid squishmallow collector and lover! I have chronic migraines, and I'm a system!! Please respect my Triggers if you dm!

I like to write story's but I'm currently stuck on writers block (again). I love reading Nico D'Angelo and Will Solace Sfw fanfics! (They are my hyperfixation)

Thank you for reading and have a good day!!!

[death-himself]

rewatching class of the titans is just me calling odie gay for herry and atlanta a lesbian for hours on end

[critdeeznuts]

Oh, you're a greek mythology gay? Percy jackson or Hadesgame?

[sugaroto]

Serres needs to get translated in English for people to see. It's too good

[jaysonoah]

Out of all the blorbos, why did it have to be Lex Luthor?

[sammiees-studyblr]

8/26/22- I’m reading Oedipus Rex for my theater class

It’s taking a while but these are my notes so far. Sure there’s a few scribbled out things but my note taking is much neater than it was last year.

[alexoreality]

Listen, I'm a SanLu fanatic. Of course i'd create a Next Gen story about the ship kids 😒💅🏼

[swimmingleo]

that greek song you posted.....may i interest you in greek emo king cover?

here <3 https://open.spotify.com/track/4Av63rBZozx5IcZPFyvM4j?si=6de0f5e0a98e409f

I love ittt!!! ive been bopping to this on the way home that is a greek emo king alright

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer Park Steve AU part 4

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

September

He doesn’t talk to the Munsons much. (Doesn’t talk to anyone, really, aside from his mom and Robin and that one older woman who keeps renting and returning Gone With The Wind as an excuse to leave her house.) He keeps his head down and his nose clean, doesn’t care to make friends with the neighbors; just wants to get by.

One day Eddie approaches their door, waving a gas bill that got mixed up in their mail, and Steve greets him pleasantly enough.

“Stab anyone today?”

“Eat glass, Harrington.”

So it goes.

Steve watches the world pass and the weather turn, lets the hours bleed into weeks and squeezes his eyes shut against the flashbacks when they threaten to overwhelm.

Things with his mom are weird.

They don’t really speak, preferring to shrug their way past each other with careful, tight-lipped nods, and his mom takes these pills the doctor gave her that keep her perfectly pleasant and calm. Silent. Physically present but not really here.

And he can’t imagine how it feels to be her: Florence Harrington, ripped from the comforts of the upper crust and left to rot in a tin can seven miles across town. She spends most of her time letting out weary little sighs as she swans from room to room, drifting like a shade on the banks of the River Styx. (He can make that reference now because Robin won’t shut up about mythology. “It’s so gay, Steve. The Greeks were literally so gay.”)

Anyway.

Shit’s weird with the kids, too. He still drives them around — lets them loiter at Family Video when it’s slow; hangs around when they need a ride to the arcade or the movies or the skating rink; and he’s still on the hook for ‘ice cream. for. life,’ so…

It’s just not the same.

Like. Not to be dramatic, but who the fuck is Steve Harrington without the house and the pool and the free-for-all fridge? Just some kid with a car and a bat and a punchable face. And he can barely afford to keep the car now, anyway, so pretty soon they won’t need him for that, either. They’ll learn to drive; they’ll get their own jobs. Maybe Lucas builds enough muscle to take over as the party tank.

Maybe it’s better if he shelfs himself now before they realize he’s become obsolete.

“Oh, my god, you’re being pathetic,” he groans to himself. His voice is muffled where he’s lying face down on the couch. Ridiculous behavior, because everything is fine; Steve is fine. In the grand scheme of things where there are monsters and melted corpses and all kinds of crazy, horrible shit?

Yeah.

He’s being obnoxious. It’s a lovely sunny Saturday afternoon with just the right Autumn breeze going — gentle but cool; long sleeve polo weather; his favorite kind — and he’s sitting inside throwing himself a pity party.

Fucking absurd.

…Five more minutes.

Just five more minutes, then he’s getting off this couch.

He gets to a minute and a half when he hears the crunch of tires against the gravel, the clanging of a little bell from the handlebar of a bike, and then:

“STEVE!!!”

And that’ll be Dustin, trying to bang the door off the hinges and piss off the whole park at the same time. Kid’s nothing if not a multitasker. Steve lets another aggrieved groan loose into the couch cushion.

His mom’s out with the car; the lights are all off. Maybe he can just play dead ‘til Dustin leaves? He loves the kid, he really does, but his left ear is full of static, and he just wants to fucking sleep. Or sulk. Or both.

“STEVEN CHRISTOPHER, I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE.”

Jeeeeesus Christ. “Okay, chill,” Steve grumbles as he hauls himself upright and throws open the front door. His limbs feel like lead; there’s drool on his chin. “Wake the whole goddamn neighborhood, why don’t you?”

“It’s two in the afternoon.”

“Yeah, and half the people here work nights.”

“Oh-kayy,” Dustin drags out the word, “but you don’t.”

Ugh. Whatever. He’s not gonna be shamed by a toothless teenager for his depressing loser tendencies. “Did you need something?”

Steve scratches at his belly hair through his shirt, feels a muscle twinge in his shoulder and send a spark of nerve pain skittering up to the base of his skull.

Dustin either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care that Steve’s body is falling apart where he stands, because he just rolls his eyes and says, “Uh, yeah. I need to know why you’re avoiding everyone? Mom’s tried to invite you to dinner six times now.”

“I was working.”

“All six times?” Dustin glares. Steve feels a little pinned by it, feels guilt seeping through the cracks as he fidgets with his bad ear. This kid’s gonna be the scariest lawyer some day. “She’s worried.”

Goddammit.

Guilt squeezes hard behind his ribs; he knows Dustin uses his mom as a mouthpiece for the feelings he can’t express. “I’m fine,” he sighs, letting his eyes and voice go soft. “Honest.”

Dustin holds firm, gaze fierce and fists clenched. “Bullshit,” he insists.

“Man, don’t—”

“Bull. Shit.”

Suddenly, their impromptu interrogation gets interrupted by a crashing drum fill, a shriek of electric guitar as Munson’s van squeals into the lot. He’s blasting some melodramatic metal shit about wizards or whatever; Steve doesn’t know. He only knows that the skitter of nerve pain he felt is ramping up to a fullblown migraine now because this guy has to listen to his racket at full fucking volume, apparently, and isn’t this all just “fucking great.”

—

part 5

[alternativeulster]

more people need to know about irish mythology. it's just balls to the walls insane. if you thought greek mythology was wild let me introduce you to:

nessa and her 12 gay dads

queen medb cheating on everything and everyone, starting a war over a cow, ruining innumerable lives and then getting killed by cheese

fionn gets raised by 2 random lesbians

fionn kills a guy for stealing his girlfriend, drops the magic healing water several times on purpose

oisín goes to live in the immortal fairy land with his immortal fairy wife, misses ireland, comes back to visit, falls off his horse and fucking dies (may or may not have gotten in a fight with saint patrick before dying)

fuck them kids, they're swans now

guy accidentally gets job of "being the king's dog" at age 5, changes name to dog