#threads: eurydice

[purplebass]

Where you go, I go What if This Storm Ends?, Snow Patrol // Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë // Sir Edward John Poynter, Orpheus and Eurydice // The Fragile Threads of Power, V.E. Schwab // Joseph Wright of Derby, Romeo and Juliet. The Tomb Scene // I Will Follow You into the Dark, Death Cab for Cutie // Home, Edith Whiskers

[echochamber]

In honor of Reeve's last week as Orpheus on Broadway finished an old study :)

📸 reference: Lia Chang

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[nightsongs]

@nectaric (athena)

Juice dripped down her chin as she bit into the ripe peach, steadied on the branch of the tree she had clambered up into. The day was bright and summery and smelled of wildflowers. Her hair was loose and wild about her shoulders, damp from the spring she had swam in not long before.

The sound of a twig snapping caught her attention. She peered down through the leaves and saw a woman beneath the tree. Eurydice had never seen her before. She wasn't one of the usual nymphs from the forest.

She wasn't hidden by the leaves, so if the stranger looked up, they would see her.

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@forgottenelegies

Juliet had gotten separated from Romeo. She walked around, hoping to find him, but was also taking in some of the exhibits. She was fascinated by the museum. She walked into another exhibit, noticing someone else there. "Hi! This place is fascinating, don't you think?"

[cherry-chaos-cola]

*slaps fanfic* this bad boy can fit so much greek myth in it

[richardxoliverxmayhew]

II @vxctorx

07/29

[outta-trouble]

lowkey dying haha

[jinxcursed]

Hi hello I added it to my pinned but ya girl is duplicate friendly so 🔫 get ready for powder from the AU meets jinx threads

[definitioncfcursed]

( ❛ ╾ OPEN && EURYDICE )

"I live for the applause."

[claymotif]

orpheus but he's sisyphus

Ovid’s The Story of Orpheus and Eurydice (tr. Rolfe Humphries) / Spirited Away dir. Hayao Miyazaki / @mag200 / Jenny Diski, “Housewife” / Franz Wright, God's Silence / Adrianne Kalfopoulou, “Poem in Pieces, a Log” / Jon Ware, I am in Eskew / Kazimierz Wierzyński, “A Word of Orphists” (tr. Czeslaw Milosz) / @prisonhannibal / Aeschylus, The Oresteia / Ocean Vuong, Eurydice

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image 1: a quote from Ovid that reads: "And Orpheus received her, but one term was set: he must not, till he passed Avernus, turn back his gaze, or the gift would be in vain."

image 2: excerpt from the script of the film Spirited Away that reads: "Haku: But I can't go any farther. Just go back the way you came, you'll be fine. [highlighted] But you have to promise not to look back, not until you've passed through the tunnel."

image 3: a drawing, labeled in all-caps handwriting "a venn diagram of love vs. grief:". the drawing is a single circle.

image 4: an excerpt, highlighted and italicized, from Jenny Diski that reads: "People don't understand about repetition, do they? How it is at the heart (thump, thump, thump) of obsession; at the erotic centre (drip, drip, drip) of desire. You do, of course. Repetition is insatiability spelt sideways."

image 5: a quote from Franz Wright reading, "And let me ask you this: the dead, where aren't they?"

image 6: a quote from Adrianne Kalfopoulou in red text, reading, "Grief will keep you reaching back / for what is not there"

image 7: an excerpt from Jon Ware that reads, "Here's my question. If the ghost wants nothing more than to be witnessed, why would it appear behind you, not in front of you? The only answer I can think of is this: [underlined] it appears behind you because it already knows, to an absolute certainty, that you will have no choice but to look back."

image 8: a quote from Kazimierz Wierzyński that reads: "I understood the true fate of Orpheus, that [highlighted] love is a constant terror of loss."

image 9: a screenshot of a tumblr ask from an anonymous user who says, "What's the point?" user prisonhannibal responds, "of what? it's love though".

image 10: two lines from aeschylus reading, "Orestes: This was always going to happen. She's been dead since the beginning."

image 11: an excerpt from Ocean Vuong that reads, "Your absence has gone through me // Like thread through a needle. / Everything I do is stitched with its color."

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[dcydreamz]

minhyun appreciates azure isle for what it offers. as someone who didn't know the feel of real privacy throughout most of his life, the island offers a taste of it. alas, while it's privacy from outsiders, he wouldn't say the privacy extended inside its boundaries. it's not like minhyun isn't the first person to claim that the island brought out the realness in people, and news always spread around like wildfire, even inside the island. still, it came with the taste of freedom. "in here?" he asks, quirking an eyebrow. because, of course, his answer would be different. "having a bodyguard beats the point of being here." a pause, looking over at eurydice, a little smile playing on his lips. "unless you just miss the feeling of having someone following your every step, then that's a different situation. i wouldn't think anyone misses that."

security   and   privacy   were   things   that   eurydice   treasured   in   her   life,   god   forbid   a   rabid-fan   convinced   that   she   was   secretly   in   love   with   them   or   her   ex   (   they   could   try,   maybe   she   would   even   punch   first   )    try   to   attack   the   film   director.   not   like   previous   incidents   were   serious   enough   to   start   having   to   keep   and   active   eye   out   -   but   it   was   always   good   to   at   least   be   prepared.   “   say,   how   many   bodyguards   are   too   much?   four?   five?   two?   seven?   ”   dark   optics   are   focused   on   nearby   passerby   /   victim   now,   waiting   for   an   answer. 

    𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋… @unscr1pted @ofidrissi @4tide @dcydreamz @whodnnit / @verrdure @badnews

[nightsongs]

@takenamiss (for helios)

The sun had always been a constant companion to her. Each day when she walked through the fields of her home, through the flowers and wheat, the sun always followed her, one step behind. Eurydice thought it was awfully romantic, in a way, to be followed by something so big and bright.

The sight of the golden chariot in the field stopped her in her tracks. She had never seen one before and, quite truthfully, didn't realize what it was, except that it was strange.

Eurydice had half a mind to turn on her heel and run. Like many nymphs, she tried to avoid humans, and what if a human owned this thing? What if they were nearby?

Her legs felt frozen, though. She couldn't move.

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@wndrstruck

Hercules was staring at his ring, still unbelievably excited about being engaged. Not that he would ever stop feeling excited. He jumps when he hears the person come into his gym. "Oh hi there. Sorry. I was distracted. Have you been here before or are you new to this gym?"

[codenamethebird]

I'm loving all the discussion about Melinoe's anti-human prejudice, but I don't see anyone discussing my favorite, so u get more of my rambling. I also got these screenshots from YouTube so you get sketchy Hades, but I actually only just got this dialogue in this patch haha (I forgot to screenshot it myself).

I'm obsessed with this bit of dialogue because it houses some beautiful Hades character development. One of his big flaws that caused like 75% of the problems in Hades 1 was his eternal punishments. Orpheus and Eurydice, forced to be apart. Achilles and Patroclus, also forced to be apart because of Hades contracts. And in this case Sisyphus, being doomed to always push up the rock.

Hades was convinced that they deserved their punishments, that they could not change, so they should never be free. Zag had to go through a bunch of hoops to change their fates, and Hades just grumbled through it all. But people can change, Sisyphus is a prime example of that. The way Hades' voice actor says that last bit "He forgave me anyway" just murdered me.

What an emotionally pogninent moment from a man who has realized his mistakes, but it's too late (to him at least), and now all he can do it stand in chains, in a prison he made, drowning in his regrets.

And then this is how Mel responds:

I just, omfg Mels nooooo babe, your Dad has just had some brilliant character development, what are so saying.

She is so dismissive. She totally missed the point of what he was trying to say. There's like no thought that went through her head, just "fuck that dumb mortal, don't feel guilty dad." Mel doesn't even try to even slightly engage with it, the moment he mentions a mortal, it becomes unimportant.

Hades, while blatantly disagreeing with her, doesn't exactly reply to her dismissal of Sisyphus. Which makes sense I doubt he wants to really argue with her and the context of these chats he is trying to get her to leave quickly considering their location.

But he does name Sisyphus here and reinforce the fact that he was a king. Which I note because Mel just called him "some dead mortal". And he appeals to a much more emotional thread with the whole thing with Bouldy, something Mel would understand a bit easier.

And Mel does call him a king in response, which while not his name, is more personable than "some dead mortal". But ultimately, she respects him because he was kind to her dad, not because she remotely comprehends the emotions and regrets that Hades is feeling with this character development.

And considering what else we know about her, I think it's very safe to say she still thinks Hades shouldn't feel guilty about anything. That this mortal is ultimately unimportant and deserving of his punishment.

But yeah tldr, i find it endlessly hilarous how Hades has this lovely moment of self reflection and then Mels immediately dismisses it with a simple "fuck that mortal".

[definitioncfcursed]

The supernatural world she'd grown up in seemed to expand daily which was both fascinating and terrifying. Here fellow students were all extraordinary while lovingly being so lame sometimes. A thought that made her grin.

"They are. I've met two - and half angels. Actually an archangel, a regular angel and the two half angels." Eurydice nodded. "And I'm an angel." She smirked, "not really - I'm something but definitely not that."

Quentin hadn't believed in witches, fairies and other creatures until his father had gotten a job here in New Orleans. Of course since Freddy he knew others things were real but he just wasn't sure of what all was out there.

"Angels huh? Are they real too? I would like to believe they are." Quentin smiled. "I'm not super religious, but I do believe. I always say you gotta believe in something."

[nine-white-deer]

La Chimera, Alice Rohrwacher; "Orpheus and Eurydice" Jean Valentine; Red thread of fate; "Eurydice," Margaret Atwood; "Orpheus," A. F. Moritz