#she is Constantly aware of it

[aroaceleovaldez]

was thinking about next-gen kids and decided to doodle a couple. elaborated thoughts below:

Iphis is named with the same naming conventions that Sally used when naming Percy - primarily, mythological figure who had a good fate. Nice for Percy to honor his mom by naming his own kid the same way and Annabeth gets a fun nerdy mythology name. Also sending good vibes to their kid. Plus middle name directly in honor of Sally, of course.

Specific myth is Iphis and Ianthe, with the idea that a.) it's gender-neutral so works regardless of kid's gender and b.) not only does Iphis have a good fate, but arguably nothing bad happens to them ever and they get helped out by like three whole pantheons who show up in a literal parade and they live happily ever after. Percy and Annabeth are pushing for the BEST vibes possible.

(Also I am a very strong proponent of the "I don't think they'd name their kids after dead family/friends" so none of them have that)

Iphis of course inherited the Jackson family early grey hairs <3

Virginia is named after Juniper (cause Juniper is specifically implied to be Juniperus virginiana). She's probably been childhood bffs with Iphis since Iphis was born.

Chuck is Chuck. I gave him a Yankees jersey cause you know he's being raised as a sporty kid.

Do you ever think about how OP Frank and Hazel's kid would be. It's ridiculous. Quadruple legacy, including 2/3 of the Big Three. Frank by himself was already so OP the gods had to nerf him. Hazel came back from the dead and Frank kinda just said "nope" to dying that one time. Hazel presumably has every power that Nico has which is. A lot. Not to mention what Hazel has been shown to just be able to do on her own (including but not limited to SINKING AN ENTIRE SMALL ISLAND). Ares/Mars kids can functionally be completely invulnerable sometimes and also have some limited necromancy. Combo that with Hades/Pluto kids also being hard to kill and having necromancy as one of their main powers. Not to mention how Pluto geokinesis might combo with Chloris (goddess of spring) powers? And this kid is 100% being protected by both Nico (who is probably a deity by that point) and probably Pluto himself as well? Hello?

Anyways Hazel and Frank's kid is a total powerhouse. Possibly functionally immortal. Easily strongest demigod of her generation.

I like to think the latent Chloris legacy would crop up (probably in combo with Mars and Poseidon's plant aspects) and give them an accidental Persephone-type theme and that's fun. Frazel's goth daughter who takes after her grandmother (and uncle).

Figured since Frank is Canadian and Hazel is from Louisiana they'd go for a French name. The flower theme was not intentional on their part it just happened. Law of demigod naming conventions appears nonetheless.

I figure Leo might not have kids of his own but he probably still hangs around with Hazel and Frank so of course he's going to make their kid a cool thematic robot pet. He's probably her godfather or something.

Ronan is literally just some kid who showed up at the Chase Space who coincidentally was a legacy of Freyr and could shapeshift. Magnus and Alex obviously can't have kids cause they're dead, BUT some orphan with essentially a combo of their powers just shows up on their doorstep? Their kid now.

The ironic part is of course their shapeshifting powers just happen to be because they're distantly related to one of Annabeth's friends. Ronan finds himself suddenly gaining two parents and two cousins (Iphis and Lily) in rapid succession.

He only picks up Magnus' last name though cause Alex has 100% disowned her mortal parents.

He has a seal flipper cause shapeshifting and apparently "Ronan" means seal. I just wanted to draw those two showcasing their shapeshifting a lil bit.

Might try to doodle the other next-gen kid thoughts I had at some point but idk when. anyways yeah.

[caeslxys]

I’ve mentioned this elsewhere but it feels relevant again in light of the most recent episode. Something that’s really fascinating to me about Orym’s grief in comparison to the rest of the hells’ grief is that his is the youngest/most fresh and because of that tends to be the most volatile when it is triggered (aside from FCG, who was two and obviously The Most volatile when triggered.)

As in: prior to the attack on Zephrah, Orym was leading a normal, happy, casual life! with family who loved him and still do! Grief was something that was inflicted upon him via Ludinus’ machinations, whereas with characters like Imogen or Ashton, grief has been the background tapestry of their entire lives. And I think that shows in how the rest of them are largely able to, if not see past completely (Imogen/Laudna/Chetney) then at least temper/direct their vitriol or grief (Ashton/Fearne/Chetney again) to where it is most effective. (There is a glaring reason, for example, that Imogen scolded Orym for the way he reacted to Liliana and not Ashton. Because Ashton’s anger was directed in a way that was ultimately protective of Imogen—most effective—and Orym’s was founded solely in his personal grief.)

He wants Imogen to have her mom and he wants Lilliana to be salvageable for Imogen because he loves Imogen. But his love for the people in his present actively and consistently tend to conflict with the love he has for the people in his past. They are in a constant battle and Orym—he cannot fathom losing either of them.

(Or, to that point, recognize that allowing empathy to take root in him for the enemy isn't losing one of them.)

It is deeply poignant, then, that Orym’s grief is symbolized by both a sword and shield. It is something he wields as a blade when he feels his philosophy being threatened by certain conversational threads (as he believes it is one of the only things he has left of Will and Derrig, and is therefore desperately clinging onto with both bloody hands even if it makes him, occasionally, a hypocrite), but also something he can use in defense of the people he presently loves—if that provocative, blade-grief side of him does not push them—or himself—away first.

(it won’t—he is as loved by the hells as he loves them. he just needs to—as laudna so beautifully said—say and hear it more often.)

[avionvadion]

Get you a man who will not only pay off your debts, but bring you a weird ass bug that grows potentially poisonous plants out of its body because he knows you’d like it.

Jinshi is SERIOUS. 🤣

[dearreader]

dear reader by taylor swift is by far one of her best songs and feels like it’s in the same vein as antihero and yet no one cares about her like i do

[angelsaxis]

miles story being written for him and how he means to reject that opens up with a racially motivated mess from that guidance counselor who some might say "meant well" but who ultimately was just going to do more harm than good. why arent more people talking about that

[jennycalendar]

yeah i think i am going to have to push back real hard on this notion of the show not being fully aware of how scummy xander's crush on buffy is, because the fact that we are CONSTANTLY shown how he is screwing over willow with his myopic buffy obsession delineates exactly how we are supposed to see him! he spends all of this time in season one going "woe is me, i'm the victim, buffy has no idea i exist" while literally creating the exact same situation for willow. he accuses buffy of being jealous of him when in actuality we see him get jealous of any boy willow's into and trying to ruin things for her the minute she's not haplessly pining over him!

idk i just have often seen this rhetoric of xander being terrible specifically BECAUSE the narrative excuses his behavior, and i think it is more complicated than that? xander is being terrible in ways that are consistent and apparent and intentional, but because the show is steeped in misogyny, there is not an awareness re: how to actually write the arc that he needs to make him not terrible (one about him figuring out how to redefine his relationship to masculinity) and the attempts to make him grow are halfhearted and poorly conceived/constructed. we get the skeleton of a storyline that is never brought to completion.

[eye-of-the-hawk]

Buff mercy? Buff mercy.

[skyartworkzzz]

COTL Heket brainstorming + religious ramble about Gluttony

Thinking about the forms sins can manifest as in order to develop my versions of the Bishops...............

I been thinking a lot bout Heket specifically since someone pointed out that she could be sexually experienced, for Gluttony could involve taking pleasure in all forms of consumption (at least thats the way I saw it based on this idea-)

Which brings me to understand this sin as a whole tbvh, I always knew that every sin had many ways of manifesting themselves, but I never saw Gluttony as smtng beyond actions related to food. So Ive come to this understanding: Gluttony is the never-ending search for smtng to appease this hollowness inside of you. No matter what you put inside your body, ure never able to fill in the gap. This then allows this sin to extend to emotional dependence, drug usage, sexual addiction, anxiety-induced hunger and so on

Which brings me to the assumption that, based on my understanding of this, my Heket is very miserable Ever since becoming a Crown Bearer, she slowly developed a feeling that something was missing and was always trying to fill it in with whatever that she deemed to bring joy. Sacrifices, food, some sexual experiences here and there, but nothing ever actually made her feel genuinely happy. As time went by, she started to not enjoy the taste of things anymore, every food tasted the same and every other pleasure felt meaningless, like it was all on automatic. A chore she felt the need to fulfill, but not because she really wanted to

When she became a follower and the first thing she felt was hunger, I like to think that, this time, it felt real. She felt like it ached more than usual, like it wasnt some pain she had to make sure to medicate once in a while. This time she was actually hungry and craving to be "medicated" And once she had her food - offered by the Lamb - she finally felt that emptiness filling in a little. Finally tasted the food that was in her mouth again and remembered what it felt like to feel something Needless to say, I think she would cry once full. Involuntarily, but also happy to be feeling even that

Ofc she wouldnt admit to this, especially in front of the Lamb, but a part of her is really relieved to finally be free from the Crown of Famine's influence

The numbness she experienced for millenia surely left its scars, but I think Heket would be the most excited Bishop when in the face of new emotions and experiences, now truly taking pleasure in them

[fanstuffrantings]

Concept: elf tav who is just under 300, all of her children died as adventurers or guards. Her husband and her became vastly different people in the wake of all the grief. They havent spoken in years, incapable of existing around each other before breaking down. The journey after the crash she keeps seeing shadows her kids in the various party members and as such she desperately wants to help them. Save them in ways she couldn't for her own children. A pillar of love and guidance because her children may be gone, but she will always be a mother.

[ericas-spop-blog]

Man, it it weird that Adora spends two whole episodes looking for the First One's secret nuke, only to have the show then act like she innocently stumbled over the Heart, and never once in a million years thought about using it? That the idea of using the First Ones Magic nuke was only ever Shadow Weaver and Glimmer's idea?

[trainingdummyrabbit]

ok ive been thinking about it a while but im thinking about angela again. specifically about the way she functions physically, as a machine.

during lobcorp, angela never really did much outside of the whole Perfect Assistant thing. can of worms, but it's not an immediately terribly physically demanding thing. and then, towards ruina, she becomes a bit more active, but still never participates in any of the receptions herself. and then theres the whole Becoming Human thing. but that's not really what im here about.

specifically, im curious if angela can even... get. hurt. at all. weve seen her get swung at a few times during ruina, but even those have their asterisks-- the library's protection, her becoming less mechanical, and so on-- but just on her own, is she just... fine? can she take physical damage?

what im getting at is, how is her upkeep? does she need to worry about any of that at all? i can see her being built to deal with a lot given um. the environment. but mechanics are a delicate thing-- even With the way the setting is. how would repairs even Work? and additionally, has she ever had to deal with them before?

and a step past that, how would they handle that post-lobcorp, when the people responsible for her, the ones who Know how she works, are um. not exactly. able. to. closest one is hokma, but... again, can of worms.

and then, talking about angela's thought processes, how she functions-- i can't imagine she's ever been like... off. for very long. if at all. she's spent a lot of time keeping everything together, keeping things in order, constantly storing and retrieving information and executing processes-- something like that must be pretty strange.

...am i making sense? what im saying is, theres something very interesting to be said about vulnerability, the symbolism of raw mechanics and technology behind a seemingly impenetrable surface of metal, of self-image and fallibility and trust and care.

can you see the line?

wounds can heal and scars can fade, but what about angela?

[boxwinebaddie]

Hi Uncle Nina! I'm sorry you're so stressed, we love you <3 I had a TKAK question: Does Stas stand for anything? Or is that just her name lmao

ugh, love you too <33 and i am receiving Several kind messages c': so thank you so much for those, angels! i will respond when i am less beside myself ( it really does unloosen my very few spools of sanity )

BUT AAAAAAAA!!!! THANK YOU FOR THE TKAK ASK! THE TK-ASK! again, it's a lesser known uncle nina project, but as a sapphic girlie who loves drama and sword-fighting and magic it is...Dear to me.

as is stas, who is formally....

~Anastasia Rhiannon Wilhelmina Marsh~

but she is really only called that by sharon when she's cross with her bc shes sitting with her legs uncrossed in a way unbefitting of a proper young lady in want of a husband ( she is in want of a loaf of bread ), forgemaster black when she zzzs at the whetstone dreaming of dueling and drooling over fair gwendy testaburger, who gets a pass because stas has had an secret ye olde gay crush on her for...Eons.

siiiiiiigh.

but, yes indeed! stas i came up with because calling her 'stan' would confuse her with my other stans ( which is actually why i called rm!stan raven and called rm!kyle jersey, but i am glad it stuck because i think ravesey is cute, omg ) but stas was a nickname that came from shelley not being able to pronounce 'anastasia' as a kid.

and stas really just ABHORS anastasia. she thinks its too frilly and fussy, stas rolls off the tongue easier, like several freudian slips when she has siphoned too much mead from the backroom of the fam inn. she rlly do just be running around in her breeches with the boys, smh.

i had an hc later that when princess kylie figures out that stas is not really stan and is actually a girl and gets around to asking for her real name...actually thinks her name is very pretty indeed because in elvish it is "adonnenniel" which means rebrith :) -- i do think thats cool bc of stas gone girl medieval mulanning herself to enlist the challenge of champions -- and in private, princess kylie calls her adonnie <3333 eeeeewwwww!!! gay! harlots! get thee to a nunnery!!!

( they are very cute to me, i know i never talk about it because it's not really done and it's kinda only relevant to me but...love the GALS )

okay, sorry, i got hyperfixated on this, my last thing is that actually stanley marshwalker only happened because ( i think i mentioned this once i'm sorry it lives rent free, shes the patron saint of girl fails ) stas had to make a name up ON THE FLY bc she saw a man standing...and then walking...stan...ley....marsh...walker. SMH.

BUT THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!!! EVERY TKAK QUESTION IS A FINE DINING EXPERIENCE FOR ME I LOVE YOU MWAAAAAAH!

-uncle nina, who if tkak has zero fans i am DEAD

[commsroom]

Do you enjoy t4t eiffera headcanons because I just think they have t4t vibes

oh, i feel SO guilty for this one... i've actually been trying to write a post about why eiffel/hera as a cis guy/trans woman relationship resonates with me... like, the things that make hera read as trans to me are canonically things eiffel does not experience and is often kinda ignorant about. a big part of their relationship development relies on eiffel learning to decenter his own perspective and recognize that certain things will impact hera more profoundly because of who she is. eiffel reads as especially cis to me in a way that not many characters do, and part of it is... it's not that his backstory, lack of self-awareness, or various other faults could only belong to a cis guy, but those things would read very differently if they were written with any other intent. in eiffel's pop culture worldview, he conceptualizes himself as the everyman, the 'default' person, and i think there's something very intentional that's being deconstructed, with that context.

that said, though: i know how personal trans headcanons can be, and if you resonate with eiffel in that way, i think that's wonderful.

[lovesickeros]

☆ lost in orbit

{☆} characters tsaritsa {☆} notes cult au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings violence [ implied ], unhealthy relationship {☆} word count 0.6k

She had resigned herself to apathy – to burying her love beneath the cold, hard soil and letting it rot amongst the graves of a long dead civilization, burned to ash in only a day. Yet how quickly it all fell apart in her hands, slipping through her fingers like sand, no matter how desperately she tried to cling to it.

Was she not diligent enough? Was she so weak that she faltered at the first person who showed her genuine trust and affection? Had all her work been for naught?

A part of her revolts – the same woman who watched the sky burn and the ground beneath her feet crumble into ash. It would be so easy to wrap her hands around your delicate throat, to squeeze until you finally saw her as the monster she knew she has always been.

Yet she doesn't think she could. The look of betrayal, of fear..oh, it would ruin her, she knows.

Perhaps that makes her weak. Perhaps you have made her weak.

Perhaps she does not mind as much as she should.

You trust her, after all – enough to sleep in her bed like she couldn't just kill you before you ever knew what was happening to you. Your body was so..fragile, in this mortal shell you descended in. How easy it would be to snuff out your life, here and now.

Yet she doesn't.

Instead, she looks at you like an old lover – with all the love of a woman who had died in the ashes of a dying civilization, of a woman who thought she could love no longer. Emotions she fought so hard to suppress well up in her chest and fill the empty space where she knows her heart should beat. Try as she might – and oh, how she tries – she can never quite stem the affection that consumes her every waking moment when she sees you.

It is like an addiction that she cannot rid herself of, no matter how she tries. She always finds herself back at square one – back to you.

Her hand lingers against your cheek, undue affection filling the empty spaces in her chest until she feels like cannot breathe. She traces her hand along your jaw, her vision narrowed on the softness of your lips.

Yet that same thought rises unbidden to the forefront of her thoughts. Love was a dangerous thing – you both knew that. To let it fester and rot her from within..she would be throwing her plans out the window, and for what?

Because she was too weak? Because the affection and trust in your eyes whenever your looked at her made her feel whole, like she was more then just an Archon playing God with the fate of the world?

You do not even stir as her thoughts toil like a brewing storm. She swallows the lump in her throat, removing her hand like she'd just touched a piece of hot metal. A part of her still screams that it's for the best, that you've corrupted her enough, torn apart her plans in the span of a week, a mere blink in time..

But it goes silent as she leans in, pressing her lips to your cheek. She will not let the thought fester, tonight – she will let herself be weak, if only for another day. If only to covet the affection that she finds herself drowning in for just another day.

And when you stir, she pretends that she had never thought of it at all, that she has only ever known love with you. Even if her heart that does not beat leaves a stabbing pain in her chest in the agony of knowing that even this is futile..

She lets you wake, let's the recognition and the affection fill your vision until she is all you see – two stars locked in orbit, unable to break away.

And when the day comes that you collide, she will be holding the blade that drives into your chest, and she will know nothing but love when she does.

[averlym]

whshdfhfjf.,,,

[mitamicah]

The finished result 😁