#my interpretation: zephyr

[humaudrey]

Descendants Scene Rewrite - Meeting The VKs (Part 1)

Auradon Prep's marching band played a typical, upbeat and positive song fitting for a student's first day, swaying to the beat of their own drum. From behind the marching band, nearby the school statue, Zephyr's shoulders joined them and were in sync with the band.

Ben nudged Melody with his free arm, and gestured toward Zephyr. The two shared a small laugh, mimicking his movements despite the amused and confused looks from Seth and Audrey. They couldn't blame him, the trio had waited for this day for years. Today was only the beginning.

The black limo had suddenly driven past the school sign and made its way in front of the dormitory building. Students and staff who greeted the newcomers at the front gate had marched behind them, waving blue and yellow flags rapidly and eagerly with smiles before joining their peers by the dorms and the main school building.

The driver parked in front of the drop off area, and hastily opened the door.

Everyone's smiles and happy demeanor had died with the music. Immediately, two boys fell out of the limo door, grunting as they tugged at a blue towel. Despite the size difference, the smaller, white haired boy had managed to put up a fair fight against the tan, long dark brown haired individual in the burgundy beanie.

"You got–everything else, why do you want whatever this is?"

"Because you want it! Give it–"

"No–"

The two continued to roll toward the rear end of the limo before the beanie wearer managed to gain an advantage. He straddled the boy with his knees on the other's waist and they continued their vicious game of tug of war.

The marching band cleared a path for Fairy Godmother and the other five, who cautiously walked a few steps forward.

"Hey, get off of him!" Zephyr yelled.

"Zephyr, sweetie, let's not–"

Fairy Godmother was too late. Zephyr ran and pushed the beanie wearer off, only managing to cause the tug of war over the towel to get even more violent. Zephyr had found himself intertwined in their tussle and the three continued to venture more to the right of the limo, with Fairy Godmother pacing behind the three and pleading for them to stop.

Once the four were a good distance away from the door, the driver beckoned for the others to depart for the limo.

The next person was a girl dressed in blue leather, who stole everyone else's attention away from the scuffle. Save for her fair complexion, and her poison apple red lipstick, most of her was blue, including her softly curled hair. Her brown eyes lit up like fireworks as she spun–no, twirled–around the area a few times. She faced Ben and the others and greeted them with a deep curtsy in her black graphic skirt, and Ben found himself replying back with a charmed smile. Her posture and poise had rivaled that of any princess Auradon had ever produced. Her stance was perfect, almost too perfect, like a mannequin in a dress boutique or an action figure whose ballpoint joints were forcibly pushed to create the perfectly still pose. One of the band members had turned to look back at Seth. His eyes bounced back from the blue haired girl to him. Seth smirked and subtly nodded back in reply, and the eyes behind the trumpet player's glasses widened in horror.

Another girl followed after, but she was much more hesitant. She peaked her head out the door, and covered her eyes with her hand as if someone had shined a flashlight in her face. As she made it out of the limo, Audrey felt a nervous lump forming in her throat. She recognized that specific, unnatural yet beautiful shade of green in the girl's eyes from anywhere. Her purple hair and the purple and green leather ensemble with dragon insignias were dead giveaways as well, and the look of disgust as she surveyed the dorm building only made the resemblance to her that much more apparent. The girl in purple caught the gaze of another band member, a French horn player, staring at her. Though, unlike the others, he looked...interested?

Suddenly, the French horn player flinched as yet another person in the limo shoved the girl in purple forward so they could get out. Catching herself from eating asphalt, she turned to repay the favor. The person responsible cackled manically before winking at the four future monarchs almost in a flirtatious manner.

Yet another boy, who coincidentally also wore a shade of red like the other two boys before him, and the tallest one so far. He was a brunette, with beautiful blue eyes that popped thanks to his black eyeliner. Unlike the other four villain kids, he seemed to be dressed more like a–

"Pirate," Melody murmured to herself. His dingy scarlet leather trench coat that shined under the sun, the truffled white blouse underneath, the tethered pants, the boots, Melody scanned over his entire ensemble several times. He was definitely a pirate. And if he was a pirate–

He had to be the son of Captain Hook, the man who killed Melody's grandmother.

"Woah, pretty!" let out another voice from the limo.

Melody's eyes darted back to the next person, another boy. He had a similar pirate style to the previous; an orange and brown leather steampunk styled shirt, tethered jeans, and black boots. He was much tanner than the other pirate and the combination of his skin complexion and his wavy blonde hair underneath his brown bandana reminded Melody of the surfers back at Seaside, though, most of the surfers weren't as buff. Despite his stature, size, and getup, and the fact he was from the Isle; he glanced at the other people scattered around him and waved at each individual with a welcoming smile that competed with the sun.

"Hello?!" called out an impatient voice.

Both of the pirate boys immediately turned back to the opened limo door, a black leather gloved hand reaching out, as if it–or, she, Melody assumed–was waiting for one of the two to grab it.

The red pirate grabbed the right hand, and the orange and brown pirate grabbed the other she lent, and the two properly escorted her out.

Melody's stomach dropped to her toes. The first thing she noticed were the long turquoise braids underneath a black pirate hat. Her black, turquoise, and purple fishnet and leather dress that complimented her deep brown skin implied she was a pirate too. No, not just a pirate, a captain. Their captain; the looks of pride and admiration on the other pirates' faces as if she were their goddess made that obvious. Her hardened face with such familiar facial features resembled that of a soldier going to war, and the confidence in the few steps she made in her heeled boots suggested she'd be the sole victor. The smoking gun that tipped Melody off about the identity of the pirate captain was the all too familiar gold Nautilus necklace that hung near her chest.

She was Ursula's daughter, and subsequently, Morgana's niece.

Melody thought she was ready for this, but her shivering body disagreed with her. Did she hate Melody for what her parents did? Or for sabotaging her aunt's attempt at opening the barrier and freeing her and the rest of the Isle inhabitants? Did she want revenge? Was that the original necklace?

As if the sea witch pirate captain heard the haunting thoughts in Melody's head, her brown eyes locked with Melody's. Like the rest of her surroundings, she gave Melody a careful and slow look over, examining every molecule that made up Melody's entire being.

A sudden, soft yet high-pitch ringing noise caused Melody to look down at her necklace. The gold seashell pendant was glowing, despite the lack of water needed for it to work, and it floated outward lazily. Melody glanced back at the sea witch pirate captain, only to find that the Nautilus pendant had done the same, glowing and floating outward toward Melody as if their necklaces were magnetic.

This was a first for Melody, but she never had the opportunity to meet others with enchanted jewelry other than her siblings. The sea witch pirate captain silently laughed and winked in Melody's direction while tucking away her pendant necklace under her dress. That answered one of Melody's questions at least.

Both of their necklaces had calmed down but Melody only continued to shiver, clasping her hands together tight like stress balls. Every cell in her brain told Melody to run, while every vein in her heart wanted her to stick it out.

"–and as we always say, leave it like you found it."

Melody looked back at Fairy Godmother making her way back to her group. The two boys from earlier dragged their feet over to the rest of the Isle inhabitants. The shorter boy was quite fashionable, in red, white, and black, with brown freckles like Dalmatian spots covering his unamused face. The taller boy dusted off his burgundy and yellow vest before he slowly made his way to the makeshift welcoming committee.

Zephyr was right on Fairy Godmother's tail, his head hung low with his hands in his pockets, unaware of the beanie wearer's presence.

[lady-zephyrine]

Had the sudden urge to draw these two together.

Drawcia's other form is more pink than I realized.

[artinandwritin]

*snaps fingers* @anotherautumnninth you're onto smt there very hungry caterpillar Sunni sounds absolutely adorable

Lil menace fr fr

Plus the big brother reaction

They probably did tell her but she just really really wanted to be the caterpillar, and who is the rest of her family to say no?

[opbackgrounds]

so film z is your favorite movie, but you think movie 6 is “the best and most interesting?” 🤔🤔🤔

Personal preference does not equate to quality. Z has my favorite movie antagonist, and I found the use of the hymn the marines sing to be deeply affecting. The ending where Luffy and Zephyr beat the absolute shit out of one another while utterly exhausted, with no bells and whistles, is 1000% my jam, and there was the bonus of me really liking the dub voice they picked for Z (I liked the movie enough to watch it subbed and dubbed).

It is also, undoubtedly, a very safe One Piece movie, that at the end of the day plays out pretty much like every other.

Baron Omatsuri took artistic liberties with canon power systems, characterizations, and tone. This is inherently risky, and if the final result hadn’t come together so nicely it would have been utterly panned for shitting on the source material. Hell, I may be misremembering, but I don’t think it was overly popular at time of release. But the benefit of working explicitly on a non-canon project is that you have the opportunity to play with ideas that will never happen in the manga.

The one fun thing about American cape comics is that there is every possible interpretation of superhero you can think of, but because there’s no single, definitive overarching storyline it is difficult, if not impossible, to know where to start. Everyone has their favorite version of Batman, but the messiness of canon is detrimental to the overall product.

That isn’t the case for One Piece, but for the most part supplementary material won’t take that risk, and with how involved and protective Oda has become with movies and the like over the years, they likely can’t.

I mentioned it in my longer write up of movie 6 that the director was dealing with a lot of personal baggage when working on the film (which I will remind everyone until the end of time, was originally conceptualized as a comedy) and that darkness comes out in the look and feel of the final product. It was a personal, artistic expression of the feelings of betrayal and the inner turmoil he was going through, and because of that Luffy doesn’t really feel like Luffy, and the conflicts the Straw Hats face aren’t the same sorts of conflicts we usually see in OP movies. And that difference is interesting and good, even if it’s not my favorite

[image-repertoire-stress-disorder]

Hannibal 3x2: Why Botticelli's Primavera? - A painting analysis

ok im only on the second episode of s3 of hannibal so if it turns out in three episodes they debunk this entire post that'll suck.

The first kill of Il Mostro replicates Primavera, specifically Zephyr and the nymph Chloris, who becomes his wife. The flowers out of her mouth -- which Pazzi calls attention to -- symbolizes how Zephyr transforms her into the goddess of Spring.

Primavera is a rather specific choice; especially considering that Zephyr and Chloris are also depicted in Botticelli's "you've-probably-never-heard-of-it-bc-it's-so-niche" work: The Birth of Venus.

Lecter is obsessed with Primavera specifically, going to the museum sketch it almost every day, from what Pazzi recalls.

As a quick refresher (since obviously all of you know all the details of Primavera by heart):

the guy on the far left is Mercury (Hermes, if you're a PJO kid)

the three women dancing are the Three Graces (a symbol of chastity)

the woman in the center is Venus (goddess of love)

blindfolded baby Eros is shooting an arrow at the Three Graces (a disservice to Eros, but that's a topic for another day).

the woman to the left of Chloris is Flora (sometimes called Primavera), the deity that Chloris transforms into.

I. Isolating Zephyr and Chloris: Hannibal's influence on Will

Focusing on Zephyr and Chloris (as Hannibal does), we can interpret Hannibal as Zephyr, the wind god grabbing the fearful nymph Chloris, and transforming her into a spring goddess.

It's established in prior scenes that Hannibal views other people as less-than-human, even referenced to pigs in the prior seasons (see: "he kills in sounders"). Hannibal believes that, in his murders, he is transforming man into god. This reflects his later cannibalistic tendencies; transforming meat into fine dining. Flowers erupt from Chloris's mouth -- she is transformed from the inside out.

A parallel can even be drawn to Will, whose transformation arguably begins after he vomits up Abigail Hobbs' ear and is arrested. Under Hannibal's influence, Will is transforming into Primavera.

II. Carnal vs Divine Love: Will's influence on Hannibal

A popular interpretation of the painting involves the juxtaposition of carnal and divine love (reading right to left). Zephyr attacks Chloris carnally and violently on the far right. In the center sits the goddess of love. The Three Graces, who symbolize Chastity, turn away from carnal love, unknowingly about to be shot by Eros -- a symbol of divine love.

This is Hannibal's character arc!!

Hannibals first killing is represented by carnal love, a deep love for killing for a show of power. He kills because he can.

His first kill in the show, however, is the murder of Cassie Boyle. Art historians Blech and Doliner note that the openings in the trees above Venus are shaped precisely like lungs. And what's one of the first things Hannibal does in the whole show? He took Cassie Boyle's lungs and fed them to Will. Directly beneath the symbol of his first murder, is the goddess of love: Venus. Meeting Will moves Hannibal to the center of the painting, where love appears between the lungs of Cassie Boyle. Kinda gross but it's a show about a cannibal what can you do?

Hugh Dancy -- son of a philosopher, remember? -- refers to the love between Hannibal and Will by the end of the show as platonic love, to which he meant "Plato"-nic love, which in philosophical terms equates now to divine love.

My best prediction for the end of S3 is that Hannibal will transition to the left of the painting, and reach the divine love form of killing -- whatever that's going to look like.

[itsjust-memyselfand-i]

How did Odysseus die?

I was thinking of the prophecy that Tiresias' shadow says to Odysseus: ‘[…] Gentle death will come to you, far from the sea, of comfortable old age […]’

As a child, it fascinated me with its sweet vagueness that makes an unambiguous interpretation elusive, and now that I read the part in Greek, I understand how much more enigmatic it is in the original language (θάνατος εξ αλός means both ‘death from the sea’ and ‘death far from the sea’).

Obviously, many have attempted to weave the story of the end of the cunning hero that would connect the few threads of information given by the prophecy into a plot with a minimum of coherence: a son from the sea who kills his father, a shipwreck in search of knowledge…

My opinion is closer to that of Pliny the Elder: old age, Odysseus had died of old age. Indeed as a child I had imagined a tired Odysseus with a web of wrinkles covering his face, lying on his bed, serenely drawing his last breath, carried away by a gentle sea breeze… Every time I think back on it, it soothes me to imagine the last sigh of that sly hero resting softly on the sea breeze, like a weary feather being carried away by a gentle zephyr.

Of course, mine is a very poetic version, but the beauty of prophecies in Greek mythology (and not only) is that they are unpredictable and incomprehensible, but one way or another they are right.

So I ask you: how did Odysseus died in your opinion?

[palesweetsdeer]

Nameless Ghoul Designs Part 4: Air

Aero

Barn owl inspired

can’t move his eyes, can turn his head like an owl

feathers on arms

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Zephyr

Harpy eagle inspired

thick feathers

piercings on eyebrow and collarbone

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Cumulus

No real design inspiration

fuzzy horns

hair floats and moves with emotions

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Cirrus

Bearded vulture inspired

sleek feathers

Large horns for an air ghoul

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Aurora

Elephant hawk moth inspired

long pupils from time as multi

bright colours from multi affiliation

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Air Ghouls (My Interpretation):

Based on some kind of bird or flying animal (moths, etc)

very light (hollow but robust bones)

smaller than other species

noses are “beaks” → not as hard as the one of a real bird but still firm

good vision

feathers puff up with emotion

Ear holes under their feather tufts

move soundlessly

Markings are usually on their backs

Part1 ; Part2 ; Part3 ; Part5 ; Part6

[cedarxwing]

The ending of Hannibal the novel explained

(aka the breastfeeding scene)

Here's the passage (end of Chapter 101):

I thought everyone was kidding about the breastfeeding kink jokes until my partner read Hannibal and the whole ending flew over their head. Their main takeaway was "that was weird." When I checked reddit, it seemed everyone was confused there too. I was gobsmacked to see one guy say that Thomas Harris was playing some cruel joke on the reader by writing an ending that didn't make sense!

How many people are reading Hannibal like this, completely missing the resolution to Hannibal's character arc? They must finish the book confused about what it was all about in the first place. So here's how I understand it!

First, I need to get this out of the way: a lot of people hate this scene, and from what I understand it's because they're weirded out by the "breastfeeding kink." Which is fine, but it makes me want to gently hold them by the hand and tell them that it's ok for someone to suck on a nipple. It happens all the time. Sometimes it just feels good, sometimes it's part of a breastfeeding fantasy, and sometimes it's literal breastfeeding. Between consenting adults, this is all fine and normal. Let's all move past this knee-jerk repulsion (or alternatively, sit in our discomfort and expand our horizons) so we can analyze this piece of art together. :)

Next, authors LOVE Freudian psychoanalysis. Even though it's all nonsense, it's full of literary allusion and makes for compelling narratives and character studies (childhood maladjustment, repressed memories, etc), which is basically catnip for a writer. Thomas Harris was no exception, and probably creamed himself (as I did) when he learned that Freud's oral-sadistic stage was also termed the "cannibalistic stage," referring to the time when an infant is growing teeth and begins to bite at the breast--the psychosexual urge to devour and destroy the thing you love. What could be more appropriate for Hannibal?

Next, consider the pattern of Hannibal's Il Mostro murders. He killed young couples in one of the most romantic cities in the world, then arranged them as Chloris and Zephyr from Botticelli's Primavera, exposing Chloris's left breast just like in the painting. In classical art, an exposed breast is often a symbol of fertility. Chloris is associated with spring, new growth, and transformation.

Perhaps, at the time, Hannibal rationalized these murders as retribution for rude behavior. Maybe the couples were performing disgusting PDA. Maybe they were obnoxious tourists on their honeymoons. Either way, it's clear to the reader that Hannibal has some deep-seated hang up about sex and romance.

The particulars of this hang up are open to interpretation, but based on Hannibal's obsession with the rape and transformation of Chloris as well as his embarrassment at the paintings of Leda and the Swan in the German's house, I think it's safe to say that Hannibal feels like any relationship he has with a woman who isn't aware of his true (monstrous) identity would involve a degree of violence/lack of consent. He is forever barred from normal romance.

Having given up on sex/romance, Hannibal is unable to consciously recognize his desire for Clarice, so he sublimates it into a more general familial love. He longs for a return to innocence, to return to the time before he ate Mischa and became an unlovable monster (cue the teacup metaphor).

But even familial love seems like too much to hope for, so he sublimates it further into something that seems more attainable: resurrecting the person whom he loved and devoured, and who loved him in turn (Mischa) through Clarice.

So we have the breast as a symbol of sex/fertility (Chloris/Clarice), as an object that is loved and devoured (Mischa), and as a literal source of sustenance that must be given up during infancy (mommy).

Big brain Clarice connects all these dots and, in the very same style of therapy that Hannibal has been using on her, distills Hannibal's psychological problems into a single poetic gesture that completely fixes Hannibal in an instant, proving that she's not only his intellectual equal, but is, in some ways, his superior.

When Clarice asks, "Did you ever feel that you had to relinquish the breast to Mischa? Did you ever feel you were required to give it up for her?", she's ostensibly asking Hannibal if he's stuck in the oral stage of childhood development (which yeah he probably is). On a deeper level, she's asking Hannibal to consider if he's given up on love.

When Clarice exposes her breast in the same fashion as Chloris, says, "You don’t have to give up this one", and suspends the drop of wine from her nipple, she is shifting his perception of her breast from familial devoured sustenance to a sexual object. Basically, "Why do you want me to pretend I'm your sister when we could be banging?" Hannibal is being aged out of his childlike mindset, not regressing into one.

There are other layers of meaning in this act. The hedonism of using thousand dollar wine for food play is a sign of Clarice's character development. The way Hannibal kneels before Clarice is a position of subservience, but could also be interpreted as devouring Clarice in a way that's new to him. It's the most self-actualized thing Hannibal has done since escaping prison (LOL) and marks the end of his hero's journey (as one of the first things we see him do in Hannibal Rising is nurse).

Personally, I don't read this scene as breastfeeding kink. Yeah, Clarice talks about breastfeeding, but that was more a metaphor for other stuff. Considering the direction of Hannibal's character arc, I understand this scene as him briefly licking the wine off before they have sex. But to each their own! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ANYWAY, yeah, it's unsettling. It's obviously meant to be. But it's beautifully unsettling! Hate it all you want, but this is peak cannibal romance, to me!!

[stellastra-scribbles]

Arcanum: Of Steamworks and Magick Obscura doodle dump

various scribbles or scrapped WIPs from the past few months of some Arcanum NPCs~

September 2024 - Scrapped M'in Gorad scribbles, based on her in-game sprite and one of the female elven portrait options (since she doesn't have an in-game portrait).

While Raven's hair is described as "dark crimson, almost black," I like to think M'in Gorad's hair is a dark green, almost black hue.

October 2024 - Scrapped/unfinished Torian Kel sketch from my endgame team headshots. I restarted this dude's portrait like three times because golly it's so hard to capture his likeness in my style.

?? November 2024 - scrapped armor concept for Torian Kel, inspired by a blend of in-game armor, 17th-century Dutch infantry armor, and 19th-century Zouave infantry uniforms.

November 15, 2024 - My take on Hieronymous Maxim, the Master of Repair and (in his words) the "inventor of the mechanized gun and the recently absconded aeroplane." You know, the same planes that shot down the IFS Zephyr in the game's intro.

I took reference for the clothes from an 1882 fashion plate. For Hieronymous Maxim's face, I referenced his namesake, Sir Hiram Stevens Maxim, creator of the first automatic machine gun who also experimented with heavier-than-air flying machines.

I'm thinking of making similar portraits for the other Master Trainers.

December 20, 2024 - island hermit Nafroodinski

February 17, 2025 - My interpretation of a younger (Age of Legends-era) and a present-day (1885) K'an Hua. I imagine he had a Gollum-like transformation in the 2000ish years between to become what the game describes as "[... a hunched, robed figure...you are taken aback by his hideous appearance. An air of dank, foul evil emanates from him, warping his elven features.]" (although he ended up looking like Brad Dourif's portrayal of Grima Wormtongue lmao)

Early April 2025 - Headshots of Jayna Stiles and Garfield Thelonius Remington III, much like this previous batch of follower portraits I did~

[skeletinmoss]

🖌Fan art contest🎨

I decided that it would be a fun way to bring new readers to our fics Raven poetry and Storm dove ( and hide the lack of art on my blog because of finals month)

All entries will be reblogged on this blog

Rules:

• It can be any form of artwork ( traditional, digital, cutouts, mixed media, ext. )

• Only Safe For Work, no NSFW artworks

• Tag either @lovelivingmydreams or @skeletinmoss or both( artworks without tag will not be found, unless you want anonymous entry through private messages)

• Use appropriate # for AUs

• Art must include at least one character from one of the stories ( Raven poetry, Storm dove, Raven multiverse) If you're drawing a character that doesn't have official artwork yet, like Megatron or Zephyr, please include their name ( all artistic interpretations of side characters are appreciated)

Prizes:

The contest ends on 1st of June. And we will choose the winners on 2nd of June.

There will be 2 winners. One of them will get a free art from me and the other one will get a short story from @lovelivingmydreams who is the writer of our wonderful stories. You can choose which one you want

[humaudrey]

Descendants Scene Rewrite: Mal (& Uma) vs Audrey (& Melody)

"Hey, you two must be the daughters of Maleficent and Ursula, aren't you?"

Melody finally managed to take her attention off of the sea witch pirate captain she just moments ago learned was Uma, and her handsome lackeys, and turned toward Audrey. Everyone had, actually, just as Audrey intended. Despite the enthusiastic and friendly sounding tone, anyone who knew Audrey, knew this was anything but.

The interference of Mal and Uma's playfully snarky conversation with Ben caused him to step back. Audrey relinked her arm with Ben's while Melody slowly approached the couple.

"Yeah, you know what, I think I speak for Melody and Arietta when I say we totally don't blame you guys for your mothers trying to kill our parents and stuff," Audrey said, attempting to sound casual with a chuckle. Melody was agape, much like most of her peers.

"Audrey–" Melody warned.

Audrey continued anyway. "Oh, we're not sisters. Melody and Arietta's mom is Queen Ariel of Seaside, 'The Little Mermaid'. My mother is Queen Aurora, better known as 'Sleeping–"

"Beauty!" Mal absorbed Audrey's pep, as Audrey's smile slowly dropped. "Yeah, I've heard the name. And you know, I totally, do not, blame you for your grandparents inviting everyone in the whole world, but my mother, to their stupid christening."

Uma took a few steps forward, matching the forced smile Audrey had worn earlier and faced Melody. "Nor do I blame you for your grandfather, who wrongfully banished my mother from that pathetic, underwater sandcastle of a kingdom."

The diss hurt, but what really pissed Melody off were the snickers from Harry and Gil. Whatever smiles the two princesses tried to force on her their faces, they never developed.

Melody bit her tongue, and forced a chuckle. "Water under the bridge?" Melody asked Audrey.

"Totes!" Audrey replied, her fake smile returning.

"Definitely!" Mal reciprocated.

Audrey and Mal shared a rather insincere laugh simultaneously, before they both simultaneously trailed off with a sigh. Uma's smirk only grew bigger as Melody's lips stretched in a thin line.

"Well, while we're apologizing," Gil began, stepping forward to the rest of the group. "I guess I'm sorry for my dad trying to kill your dad even though your dad kidnapped your mom and took her hostage and held her against her wi–"

"No need," Ben said. "None of you have anything to be sorry for. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be me. You're not your parents, and you shouldn't have to answer for the crimes they committed."

The seven villain kids all shared looks between one another. Uma snorted, and opened her mouth as if she were about to say something. Instead, she kept to herself and crossed her arms.

Ben paced back and forth, intentionally looking each of the new transfer students in the eyes. "You all deserve a chance to live here in Auradon. I wish things were different on the Isle for you, but I'll do everything in my power to ensure that everyone lives the lives they deserve. And today, I'll start by welcoming you to Auradon Prep."

A genuine smile had returned to Melody upon listening to her best friend. She nodded at Uma, who she caught staring at her rather quizzically.

"And on that beautiful note, I'll steal control of the tour and show you guys around!" Zephyr chimed in. "Right this way, please!"

Ben, Audrey, Melody, Zephyr, and Seth gestured toward the front of the school, allowing the seven villain kids to take the lead.

Mal and Uma decided to compete in a speed walking contest for a battle of dominance. Jay and Harry had rolled their eyes at the sight, then entered a staring contest of their own. Carlos caused Jay to lose as he passed both of them and dragged Jay along by his shirt collar. Evie and Gil, meanwhile, were once again distracted by their surroundings until Harry turned around and pushed Gil forward as Gil waved hello at everyone.

Evie curtsied as an apology, before strutting off and holding the rear and the group of five followed behind her.

Seth specifically broke out in a jog to catch up to Evie as everyone gathered around the copper statue of King Adam.

"So, we're good, right?" Seth asked.

Evie giggled, and rolled her eyes playfully as she went to stand beside Mal. Was that a yes?

[lady-zephyrine]

I like when gijinka AUs take human characters and make them non-human.

[huntersrequiem-if]

in the demo, i went the route of saving the humans. i thought it was interesting that humans dont seem to worship the hunter despite living in the hunter's forest. concidering how the humans complained about how the forest "wasn't treating them kindly" i'm gonna go ahead and guess that they've stopped giving offerings to the hunter as well. i mean, if i'm interpreting the very beginning of the demo correctly, it looks like the forest favors those who properly worship the hunter. (giving offerings, worshiping the hunter as their main deity, giving respect to the forest itself, not taking more than they need) and the humans clearly dont favor the hunter as their primary god considering the difference between how they treated moon and the hunter. i do like how both moon and asteroth (i think thats how you spell it) were upset with the lack of respect given to the hunter. i think the humans have probably gotten complacent in their time living here that they've stopped their proper worship. sorry for the ramble lol

Oh my god, please never be sorry for rambling!! Thanks a lot for writing your thoughts out! You just made my week, even month!!

The humans you saw in that route are young and less hm, devout. There are other old people who remember the old days and they do their dues, but yeah, clearly not enough to matter.

As for why the other people dropped to their knees when they saw Moon - that how it goes mostly. It doesn't matter if one earthy god (Hunter, Caisa, Zephyr, Rau) is in your presence, if one Celestial God (Moon, Night, Sun) arrives you drop everything to greet them.

So, frankly, Moon is higher up in the hierarchy. Still, it annoyed her, because she wanted to visit a friend not be on guard and act like the proper Bride of Sun. Astaroth is jealous and hurt in behalf of the Hunter.

Also, you are spot on with your last point. People get complacent.

Have a wonderful week!!

[wisdom-devotee]

Hi!! I was wondering how you would interpret the myth of Apollo and Hyacinthus?

I also was wondering what Epithets i should use for Apollo! I dont really trust a lot of online resources 🫶

That is fair but honestly theoi.com is actually a really good resource that cites its sources and has a lot of info. Now, I can list for you the epithets Apollo has in the Iliad (my translation is E.V Rieu revised by Peter Jones, the Penguins Classics edition) but the issue is that I don’t know what the Greek words are for these since I don’t worship Apollo myself and I personally prefer using Greek words for epithets. But!

Phoebus (relating to Prophecy, as he was given the gift of prophecy by Phoebe)

Archer God

Lycian-born

He’s also sarcastically referred to as “Most benevolent of the gods” by Achilles

Those are all the Apollo epithets from the Iliad i have written in my notes for my classics course, but there’s probably more

You could also check the Homeric hymn to Apollo? And I’m sure people who worship Apollo may be able to help more with this

Anyway, my interpretation of Apollo and Hyacinthus! Thank you so much for this ask!

So as a classicist I do need to talk about what homosexual relationships between men in the ancient world looked like because that’s really important for this myth. But for this I need to say that there’s a bit of a content warning in regards to discussions of things that would have been considered consensual in the ancient world, but by modern standards, no.

The Ancient Greeks had this thing called paiderastia, where you’d have an ‘erastes’ (usually translated as ‘lover’) and an ‘eromenos’ (usually translated as ‘beloved’). People usually simplify this by saying it’s the ‘top and bottom’ in the relationship but things go a bit deeper than that because in paiderastia, the erastes acts as a mentor as well as a lover. The eromenos was usually younger, I don’t want to say always because you never know but that is a large part of this social custom. By modern standards the eromenos would be considered underage (I believe the youngest they’d be is 14)

As far as I’m aware, Hyacinthus is not underage, but he is described in the myths as being very beautiful and he is the youngest of the Spartan princes at this time, AND the festival at Amyclae based on him and Apollo is a coming of age ritual which is also suggestive of paiderastia. And Apollo himself, while being a depiction of ideal beauty in a young man, has a mentoring role over him. So symbolically, yeah. Pretty similar.

Now, Plutarch writes in Life of Lycurgus that paiderastia “was not competitive: instead it became the basis for genuine friendship between those who had the same object of their affections, and helped to sustain a long-term shared determination to mould the character of their beloved to the highest level of perfection.”

Which is where we get into the actual myth interpretation I have. Because I think Apollo and Hyacinthus is a depiction of this kind of relationship going… very tragically wrong. Not because of any abuse, of course, but still wrong.

Apollo and Zephyr both have the same ‘object of their affections’ — this being Hyacinthus, but instead of forming a ‘genuine friendship’ over their love for him, but instead Zephyr let his jealousy get the best of him and this resulted in Hyacinthus dying tragically. It’s interesting that Apollo is not always presented as being a completely innocent party. While it is always maintained that it was an accident, it is suggested that the fact the accident was able to occur at all was due to Apollo being careless. Both of Hyacinthus’s lovers absolutely failed him. The end result was devastating for Apollo.

Paiderastia is kind of uncomfortable to talk about but it’s necessary when discussing the social and cultural context that these myths were trying to explain and describe. I think in a modern day the myth can be taken to a wider interpretation of just the fact that jealousy and recklessness have no place in a relationship and only lead to suffering for all involved parties. Apollo and Zephyr truly loved Hyacinthus. They still managed to hurt him.

Hyacinthus is also one of a few mortal lovers of gods who are turned into flowers upon their deaths (another example being Adonis with Aphrodite) and I don’t remember who said it but I’ve heard someone mention how it could be in relation to flowers being seen as very delicate, as mortal lives are to the gods. However they’re also beautiful, as Apollo saw Hyacinthus and Aphrodite saw Adonis.

Additionally it has similarities to the myth of Hades and Persephone and the myth of Zeus and Ganymedes (that one specifically being another paiderastic relationship) in that it’s a death myth, supposed to represent the tragedy of a youth dying before they reasonably should have. Grief is as central to it as love is.

I hope this makes sense, it’s late here lol

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