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// Just seen the Hades 2 technical stream and omg!! The character designs are gorgeous.
Hekate.
Has.
Abs.
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// I am gonna try and write some more this week but I got a bumper discount on AC Mirage and I am enjoying playing it so that will take up more of my time
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"Even the new bulbs I hadn't yet studied." Erika whispered after Toni's first sympathetic apology. Still just so stuck in this moment, processing everything that had happened. Her sisters she had sent away after she'd been brought here. It had just been too much to cope with their comfort and the sight of the carnage and their ideas to repair. It was just too much. So she had been alone and slowly registering the little details of the destruction.
Now it came back to her that her notebooks and studies were truly the only things left of these specific plants. Some of which she may never be able to source or cultivate again.
Oh, oh had they poisoned the soil?
She slithered away from Toni to begin to inspect it, lowering down on her tail to peer at the closest bed, trying to assess from touch alone since she had no spells prepared.
"My body is fine." The words were barely an afterthought as she slithered about, checking each bed for signs of anything that could prevent her gardening again. It's only when she was sure they hadn't, perhaps not having the time or knowledge, that she returned to her love and seemed to deflate.
"I just -" Tears welled up again in her eyes. "I don't understand. I've not recently angered anyone, I hadn't heard of a grudge against mother. I- why would this be done? Why so much?" She looked to Toni as if she would have any clue, but just as quickly realised that of course Toni wouldn't. This wasn't really her realm.
Her lip quivered then, hands clenched tightly before her.
"Some of those plants were extinct. Or the only ones known to grow in Haides. Now they never will again."
With that she truly began to cry as all of the emotions truly came out and she pressed her head into Toni's shoulder.
@singofus asked: Toni had been sent for as soon as everyone found out the news. Erika just stood in her damaged garden with tears of rage and despair filling her eyes. Someone or something had damaged her wards and trampled her garden, damaging or destroying her plants and stealing others. Ones she had lovingly collected from different realms or been gifted or raised on her own. Collected for their own gain and clearly by an amateur who didn't know what they were looking for. A dead accomplice was left behind having grabbed plants whose poisons sank through the skin. She felt Toni close but her eyes didn't leave the carnage. "I made this garden from when I was a child...all my memories are damaged or gone." Her voice was the most upset Toni had ever heard it. (Just a little angst)
atonia came as soon as she could , a combination of teleporting and flying , until she got where erika was . the destruction is ... violent . the grief emanating from her girl was enough to stop her in her tracks , feet touching down upon the earth here . it ... doesn't feel right to be flying . not like this .
erika speaks to her and she steps forward , surveying it all . the garden looks ransacked , torn and brutalized , and it makes toni's heart ache in the worst way . she looks up to erika with one set of eyes , the other set still on the destruction .
❛ i'm sorry , ❜ she says quietly . this is what people say , right ?
she looks down with all four eyes , before gently reaching a pink hand up to rest on erika's bicep . ❛ did they harm anywhere else ? are you ... your body is okay , right ? ❜
she knows her mind is not okay. she has to help somehow , and knowing how widespread the damages may have been is important to her .
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Dite grinned as the little one pried a gold and pearl ring from her index finger, beaming in delight at his find. Light laughter peeled out of her as the boy immediately began to swim through the enchanted air towards his mother to hold up the ring to her. A gift, just for her!
"You can keep that, the sweet boy got it especially for you." The goddess says, smiling and now spending a little more time reading her friend's reaction. Head tilting somewhat as she noticed some distance. What thoughts lurked beneath?
"As for playmates, I'm sure there can never be too many. I would just be glad for Eros to spend more time amongst my family, and my true home."
The sea and its people had always called to her more strongly than any above. Well perhaps aside from Cyprus.
Triton, meanwhile, beamed up at his mother - still eager for her approval and her attention. Except this time it was something nice and shiny and not shell-shaped. He liked collecting shells for his family, all different colours and shapes.
Aphrodite almost forgot her friend was still in the room, her little boy was just so adorable! She herself had only a little boy of her own, who she adored so she felt entirely at home holding a little one on her knee and tickling his little ribs to hear his giggle. Hearing his stories about the things he'd done and found.
"He is!" She smiles and presses a little kiss to his head as the little one takes her fingers to touch at her rings and various bracelets. "Oh he's so cute, Amphi. How could I not be fond of him? Those scales! I bet they shine so nicely in the light. I can't wait to see him grow up!"
She smiles over to her friend, entirely oblivious to the conflict beneath her smile. Glad to see her doing much better. "Perhaps there could be a way to arrange a play date for him and Eros. I'm sure they'd get on well."
#. | the waves parted for her and gifted her to the world (aphrodite)#. | at home beneath the waves (ocean)#asoulunbound
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Hermes blinks right back, then decides to implement a win-win idea.
"I'm fine, Dad." He says, walking over to the well-adored coffee bar in their joint office area. Now he turns away from his father and reaches to unplug the beautiful espresso machine and get his enchanted satchel out to slip it in. "This is for your own good. I can't have you tarnish the office baby with decaf, I really can't."
This was a win-win. Either his dad was pulling his leg and give up the joke, or he'd get to have another coffee machine for the house. Maybe it could go in his home office! That would be nice.
He really did hope it was a joke.
He didn't want to have to contact the therapist. In this place, they were overworked as it was!
He grabs the leather side strap of the satchel and undoes it, allowing the bag to expand out enough to fit in the machine before he attempts to slide it on the counter towards him to heft into the bag.
zeus blinks, raising a brow like the reaction did nothing more than cause the king a great amount of confusion. "i feel great. i'd probably feel better if i stopped jacking up my heartrate with caffeine. are you okay, hermes?"
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@n1ghtshe asked:
after a long moment of silence , the night-witch queen speaks from the comfort of the chaise in her consort's quarters , her hair down but diadem still worn and mind ever working over problems for her realm .
❛ he has pledged to die by only her hand and she took that oath and wove a shield from all influence but her own , rendering him essentially immortal . his position is such that i do not trust to give him even an inch of space in this realm , though i know he holds free residency in my daughter's heart , mind , and bed . i would have my gemspeaker employ him against the marauders , if only to grant my coinspeaker a modicum of free time . yet to do so requires communication with the olympian king and i ... quite simply do not wish to do that . but to have an immortal general , if only during the brief summer months to protect when the land grows light — and he could make the trip with our petalwrought , could he not ? ❜
at this point she looks to her beloved , needing someone else's thoughts to break up her own. [ ↝ hekate ( about ares ) , court of night verse]
unprompted ask | Always Accepting
For a few moments, there is no sound but the background noise of a scribbling pen, a ticking clock and the crackle of a fire. Hekate still remained curled in her chair, pouring over a journal.
"It is a power enough to be detectable to the very threads of darkness weaved. I should like to see it one day, what that knot looks like." A light sigh then as she imagined it, black pulsating threads wrapped in a coccoon that other threads attempt to infiltrate and smother. It would be such a fruitful study. If ever she could. "And given to a man of volatility and intensity. Though your deathdiviner prince has not given warning of a particularly fraught end for your realm."
She points this out, attempting to soothe some of Nyx's understandable worries. The general was well known for his selective readings of the rules of law, as well as his never ceasing hunger for conflict. Of some kind or another.
"A marauder to root out marauders. It could be an inspired plan...if control could be ensured." Ares had famed stories of turning on people if the gains were right. Not often did he do it, but it had happened. There is a risk that Nyx would see her own lands raided once all marauders are flushed out or hidden.
"If yourself, or your daughter, have a means to tug on his leash, I perhaps could use my influences to gain you an audience with only the general. It is with him you share a quality:" A smile tilted towards the queen. "When you are set on a goal, there is naught even a king of Olympus could do about it."
A glance up over at her as she says that, showing the admiration of that quality in the queen. She was an unstoppable force.
"As for the king, I hold a place in his court. It is within my right to request an audience with him. I'm sure I can think of a benefit to him should he be released of the general for the summer months. He is not without other military personel."
#. | reading between the lines of nature and divining meaning (hekate)#. | a court of night (au)#n1ghtshe
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@mortshe asked: ❛ they used to say that , in a battle between the lion and the tiger , the winner was the monkey , who watched from a distance . ❜ she thumbs the necklace pendant hanging between her collarbones , lip curling a little , baring a fang as she stands on the balcony in a hot summer's night . old alliances have not gone far in this new economic upheaval , and she'll be damned if she lets them all be thrown away simply for the fact that she is not her mother nor brother .
❛ i'll kill the lion , ❜ she muses , turning to look at her husband , aureate eyes ringed with red , a sign of a fresh feed .
❛ i want you to find and slaughter the monkey . ❜ [ thanatos ↝ ares , southern gothic during wwii world tour]
unprompted ask | Always Accepting
Ares was leant against the doorway, watching her watch the dim night sky. Here, in this place, there was no risk of an air raid so they were free to regard their new playground as much as they liked. He imagined many of their kind had evacuated or moved to the same places, keen to regain freedom since those war zones meant more vigilance at night. More chance of being caught or killed by an explosion.
Meant more competiton and more clashing of horns. A chance for new power structures to form from razed grounds of old. A chance for the House to establish itself here as well. Moreso than had already been established by trade and smuggling.
Her words come then, a task given and he grins, stepping forward to grasp his hips with strong hands.
"And what kind of chimp am I after? A spy, a sniper, a 'neutral' witness?" Ares didn't always quite get her metaphors, but even if he had, violent words uttered from her tongue always delighted him. A woman with such grace and elegance spilling blood with her orders and his skill.
#. | courage and determination personified (ares)#. | southern gothic (au)#. | death and her devotee (ares/thanatos)#mortshe
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KAREN GILLAN via Instagram // April 7, 2024
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// Since today is the solar eclipse, I'm reminded of the myth of Selene and the witches
It was said that on the solar eclipse days, where Selene and Helios' paths meet, witches of Thessalia plotted to lure Selene down from the sky so that they may harvest her blood for a ritual of theirs.
But Selene was saved by her own followers banging drums, singing loudly and playing music to overpower the enchanting songs the witches played. Saving her from that fate.
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@fantasmagorey asked:
she can't get ahold of lyssa , with sudden do not disturb status on her phone , and kal said dio left work suddenly , and she can't shake the feeling that something is wrong . she knows toni is in her studio today , and kal routinely doesn't ask questions , so that night , when the feeling still won't go away — especially when lyssa continues to be on dnd and isn't home — sal texts dys .
▸ to dystopia: hey do u know if anything weird/bad is going on with ur gf's work, i just have a bad feeling i can't shake
[@fantasmagorey sal ↝ dys , modern mortal , abduction chatter]
unprompted ask | Always Accepting
To: Sal: Everything's okay. Come over :)
That's all they say to her but they know it will be enough. They hope Sal reads the subtect here. Dys never used smiley faces in their texts.
Before any of this, Melinoë had drilled into them the vulnerabilities of modern technology. Scams to look out for, attempts to infiltrate their phone, that kind of thing. This event had only reinforced that fear in their partner, and due to its nature, Dys had been made to promise not to say much of anything at all. So they had thought to be careful in making it seem as if nothing were wrong. To appear that they knew nothing.
When Sal came over, both phones would be put into the signal-proof box that Mel had brought home yesterday. Apparently it would prevent any bugged phone hearing what was said inside the house.
This was explained to Sal when she arrived and after she'd put her phone in there in the hallway to the house. Dys took her arm and tugged her into the kitchen near the back of the house before they finally explained.
"Not-mama was taken." They say, using their term for Maggie. One that they'd hoped would make the emotional connection weaken. It had never worked so far. "By spies or intelligence officers, so I was told. Everything's being kept very secret. Very. That's all even I know. Mel won't speak any more of it here, but it sounds like...she hasn't yet been found."
Immediately they grasp Sal's arms, giving her some support after that bombshell. Though they were still reeling from it too.
#. | every warped image by design (dystonia)#. | contortionist and horror personified (mortal au)#fantasmagorey
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@mageiia asked:
she wakes , confused , mouth dry and feeling cold air rushing over her bare arms . her whole body is sore . she doesn't know how she got here .
blearily , yellow eyes open , glancing around the too bright room . her arm itches ; a quick look tells her it's an iv in her elbow . she has no idea what time it is , or if she's been awake before , but through the fog , some questions begin to trickle through her mind .
she startles , looking towards the door , but settles when she sees her husband beside her . she tries to catch her breath , sore and bruised hands little fists against the sheets , still ready to fight .
❛ wha- where are we ? ❜ she manages in a hoarse voice .
[ ↝ hypnos , modern mortal , during the recovery from maggie's abduction 😈 ]
unprompted ask | Always Accepting!
Hypnos had been losing track of time, dozing off for minutes or even an hour at a time. With the guards outside and others watching through cameras, he'd felt safe enough to have his sleep attacks at his wife's side. Even if she woke when he was asleep, he thought maybe him being there would be enough to bring some comfort.
This might be the last time in a while he'd be able to see her, especially when they really dug bringing the culprits out of their holes. It might get ugly and it really was for the best that it was centred on him and the facility.
He startles out of a doze when he feels the bed jolt next to him, hand reaching for his weapon in the split second before he realised it was Maggie. Relaxing his hands again, he lifted them to take one of her fists in his hand.
"Hey, it's just me" His fingers gently massage over his wife's skin, attempting to relax her fingers into his grasp. "We're at the hospital. Well, our private one. You're safe though, I promise."
#. | head in the clouds (hypnos)#. | the invisible observer (mortal)#. | don't blame me love made me crazy (hypnos/maggie)#mageiia
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Hermes dry heaves and clutches his chest, reaching out with a free hand to steady himself against his desk.
"Dad...what? Do I - should I get you a psych evaluation? Are you feeling good? Why are you speaking blasphemy in your own office?"
"i'm thinking about switching to decaf."
#. | mobile#. | toss a stone to your herma (hermes)#. | a man of many hats and names (adulthood)#nectaric
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"What's halcyon?" He asks as he attempts to lick the last vestiges of cookie dough from his teeth and peer at the cupcakes closely as mom ices them. "Oh cool, I know some of these distressed dreamers will need that. Maybe I'll go prepare more cots then - ooh cake. Thanks mom!"
He was going to go do that but then cake was mentioned and that took his attention. After kissing mom's cheek, he gets up and goes over to the fridge to get his slice of cake.
"Any slices I can't have or is it all free game...as long as I, like, don't eat them all." He was real hungry though.
Kal felt peppy today, and had a spring in his step as he crept out of the nap room to go find mom. Maybe she had new baked goods to try or maybe she'd teach him something. Either way he'd missed her and he wouldn't turn down time with her.
A grin spreads on his face and all three eyes crinkle in delight as she hands him the whisk beater. The whole thing is shoved right into his mouth as he gets to work extracting all the cookie dough from it as he goes to peer into the oven at the baking cookies. Damn they smell great!
The cleaned beater goes in the sink as he skips over to sit beside her and gaze at the cupcakes.
"Well that'd be because you haven't! I mean I've seen you, but you were real busy getting all the food ready...speaking of, what are those cupcakes? Can I have one?"
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Kal felt peppy today, and had a spring in his step as he crept out of the nap room to go find mom. Maybe she had new baked goods to try or maybe she'd teach him something. Either way he'd missed her and he wouldn't turn down time with her.
A grin spreads on his face and all three eyes crinkle in delight as she hands him the whisk beater. The whole thing is shoved right into his mouth as he gets to work extracting all the cookie dough from it as he goes to peer into the oven at the baking cookies. Damn they smell great!
The cleaned beater goes in the sink as he skips over to sit beside her and gaze at the cupcakes.
"Well that'd be because you haven't! I mean I've seen you, but you were real busy getting all the food ready...speaking of, what are those cupcakes? Can I have one?"
♡ @singofus ➽ maggie ﹠ kaluciyo
maggie pops her head out of the kitchen , looking both ways in the diner . she sees a few dreamers in conversation with those she allows to be here , including eleos , as well as the nightmares in the eternal night outside , drawn by suffering and not allowed to consume it . she smiles , knowing a large part of them staying away is their princette ( outside ) and king ( in the corner booth with hot chocolate ) keeping them away . but she's not looking for them , so she withdraws back into the kitchen and goes out the side door into the back room , with the curtained cots , where kal sometimes hangs out .
she sees him finishing up with getting someone settled , and gives a little brush against his aura , encouraging him to come find her afterwards . when he does , she hands him one of the hand mixer beaters , still coated in chocolate chip cookie dough .
❛ feel like i haven't seen you all night , how are you ? ❜ she asks , taking a seat back at her frosting station , picking up a bag of dreamy gold frosting and beginning to apply it to the recently cooled cupcakes .
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It was still so wild to him that she could speak to him through his soul and not out loud! Wow! It was so enchanting that he only caught the second sentence of her words as he just rocked from foot to foot as he held her and wiped away the constant stream of tears from her face.
"Home. Sure, but as long as you rest. Actually rest. I'll rest with you of course."
He glances to the candles with a smile, having missed her shows of magic, of her power. But then that made him wonder what her temple looked like now. Did he have to return back and start recruitment again?
"In time, I'll help you rebuild everything. I promise." He assures her, hoping that might reduce her stress.
Her voice alone has him wrapped around his arms around her, holding her in close against his chest as she presses her hand there too. He still reeled from something brushing against his...it felt like his soul was being cuddled. It wasn't a bad feeling, he just wasn't used to truly feeling it.
Then she mishears him and he shakes his head.
"My Lady - my love, I will take care of you. You can rest now." He tells her, clarifying now as he presses a kiss to the base of her wing.
"I think I've had those things? I was given something to eat and drink and it was...odd? It tasted like my mother's cooking and fresh honey cakes all at once. But I feel good."
His love descends more into sobs and he runs over her back and waist.
"I'm here, Maggie."
#. | head in the clouds (hypnos)#. | don't blame me love made me crazy (hypnos/maggie)#. | godspouse (au)#mageiia
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Her voice alone has him wrapped around his arms around her, holding her in close against his chest as she presses her hand there too. He still reeled from something brushing against his...it felt like his soul was being cuddled. It wasn't a bad feeling, he just wasn't used to truly feeling it.
Then she mishears him and he shakes his head.
"My Lady - my love, I will take care of you. You can rest now." He tells her, clarifying now as he presses a kiss to the base of her wing.
"I think I've had those things? I was given something to eat and drink and it was...odd? It tasted like my mother's cooking and fresh honey cakes all at once. But I feel good."
His love descends more into sobs and he runs over her back and waist.
"I'm here, Maggie."
He stands at her request, hands only leaving hers as she reaches up to cup his face. His thumbs gently wipe away her silver tears, inspecting them on his skin for a moment before she kisses him.
At that, he kisses her back and so delicately holds around her waist - how far did those fractures extent? Would she fall to literal pieces in his arms?
The kiss lasts, his own tears mixing with hers as he truly does take in the fact that he's able to hold her again. To hold her and tell her how he loves her, to take care of her.
Oh she needs so much loving care, it's clear.
The kids parts but his forehead presses to hers before she can protest.
"You brought me back didn't you? You didn't have to do that, my Lady, but now that I'm here, you'll let me take care of you, right?"
#. | head in the clouds (hypnos)#. | don't blame me love made me crazy (hypnos/maggie)#. | godspouse (au)#mageiia
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