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"everyone on 1nsta keeps te||1ng me 1 s#-H->ou|d cosp|ay kar|ac#-H-> from baldur's gate. norma||y 1 wou|dn't g1ve a fuck but 1t'd make one of my fr1ends #-H->appy s1nce #-H->e's a #-H->uge D&D nerd."
"anyone know t#-H->e best way to go about t#-H->at? s#-H->ou|d 1 |earn more about #-H->er or anyt#-H->1ng? 1'm way out of my dept#-H-> #-H->ere."
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The Hunt
Hera came to an abrupt halt, worn boots scuffing on the packed earth beneath her feet.
She paused, scanning the trees ahead as far as she could see. Satisfied at what she saw, or rather what she didn’t, she began to move again, her pace steady and quick but quiet.
She diverged from the path, sidling through the undergrowth with learned precision. Hera had taken this exact route enough times to make a tiny footpath of her own.
As she neared her destination, she slowed. Moving quieter, slower, ducking lower to the ground. The high undergrowth helped considerably, but her giant fucking horns were a problem with this sometimes. When she was younger she used to weave branches into them, but she couldn’t be assed to do that now.
By the time she reached her destination she was creeping along, silent but quick. Just beyond the undergrowth now was a clearing with a large pool. Distantly, she could hear the trickle of water from a brook bubbling into the pool, and the shuffling of her target at the water’s edge.
She carefully peeked through a gap in the undergrowth, spying her mark.
A troll knelt at the edge of the pool, washing fresh vegetables in the cool water. Each vegetable, they paused to set it in a basket waiting beside them, and then resumed washing the next.
They had made one tiny slip-up several weeks prior, having tripped and skinned their hands on the pavement at a farmer’s market in the nearby town.
An error that was about to prove fatal.
For when they tripped, they revealed a smidge of their unnatural, mutant blood. A nearby shop owner saw. Whispers got around, and reached Hera’s ears when she asked for any information on local hemoanons or mutants.
They were cautious. They hadn’t gone to the town since then. But it wasn’t hard to find out the one hemoanon in town lived off in the woods, and then following their matesprit to their hive was even easier. They had just parted ways with their matesprit, having met them for a while at the edge of the woods before both went their separate ways.
There was the risk that this mutant’s matesprit would hear that a big muscular rustblood was asking about hemoanons and mutants, of course. But Hera would be far away by then. She lived nowhere near here and had no intent to ever come back.
Besides, she liked the challenge a little revenge brought.
Silently, Hera slid her bow from her back and slowly pulled an arrow from her quiver. She nocked the arrow and shifted her posture to get her feet fully under her. Carefully, smoothly, she straightened, pulling back the bowstring at the same time.
Neither her nor her arrow made a single sound. The arrow pierced her target clear through the back of the head and they collapsed face-first into the water.
Hera pushed forward through the undergrowth. The mutant’s bright red blood was steadily seeping into the clear water. Hera placed a boot on the nape of their neck and wrenched her arrow out, and idly rinsed it in the water.
She straightened, inspected her arrow, and tucked it back into her quiver, taking a look at her mark while she did.
She felt a flicker of smug satisfaction that it was just so easy. Of course, she wasn’t out of hot water yet, but that was the price she paid to take these marks. To have the honor of following in her ancestor’s footsteps.
It wasn’t like they were living it up, anyway. What sort of life was it to live, hunted, hated, hidden? She was doing them a favor, really. The system would never change, at least not in their lifetime, nor in Hera’s.
Hera turned and left, opting to cut straight through the woods rather than take the path. She wasn’t going to deign to rob them too, she didn’t want a fucking mutant’s money or food.
She wasn’t going to stop by the town, either. They hadn’t seen her for a week and a half and they weren’t going to see her again.
As far as Hera was concerned, it was another job well done.
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"I seldom cahoot"
babe wake up biblically accurate Hades just dropped
#he is so unserious I love him#I love one (1) uncle#h name gods are the only chill ones so far I guess#(hades and hephaestus if that was not clear)#and like we already know we're fuckin with hestia so#okay wait hera's a bitch actually I take that back#and hermes is on thin ice with me#anyways the point is that Hades and Hephaestus are the only valid gods so far#I'm softening on poseidon as we speak#percy jackson#percy jackson series#pjo#pjo spoilers#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson spoilers#hades#jay duplass
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Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!
*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*
Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!
Leia: no she’s got a point
Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!
Kallus: Bridger I swear
Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash
#Hera later regrets staying this because Ezra uses this quote to dig through dumpster and keep the space raccoons#Sabine pushes her gf in the dumpster#Hera tells her that doesn’t count#Leia says it does#Ezra finds Luke in a trash compactor but ignores the boy to save the trash monster#Luke falls in love when a blue hair boy shoves him to save a trash monster#Leia dispares that her brother was the one found in the trash#she punishes Luke by hosing him with a fire hydrant#also because he smells terrible#Leia yells at Ezra for pushing Luke further into the trash#Ezra tells her to then keep him out of trash compactors#Ezra went in the trash for the cute trash animal not for true love#Sabine is jealous that the little bro finds the trash true love before her#Hera canonically found Kanan in a dumpster and proceeded to fist fight a gang over him#hera syndulla#sabine wren#ezra bridger#kanan jarrus#leia organa#zeb orrelios#alexsandr kallus#star wars rebels#star wars the original trilogy#the ice moon#a new dawn#Hera Syndulla x Kanan Jarrus#Ezra x Luke#kallus x zeb#han x leia#Star Wars rebels incorrect quotes
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Howzer: You sure your parents let you have this for dinner?
Hera: Uh huh, oh yeah. All the time.
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In which Eleni and Cham had an emergency meeting out of town and left Howzer in charge of Hera for the first time
#captain howzer#hera syndulla#Howzer’s in trouble#first time he ever babysat#he’ll be fine#ice cream!#my art#the clone wars
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Apollo: if you had to choose between me or Hermes who would it be?
Hera: Hermes. Not even close.
Hestia: aww you can’t choose between your kids!
Hera: they’re not my kids.
#greek mythology#greek gods#greek myths#greek myth memes#queque#incorrect quotes#incorrect greek gods#Apollo#hera#hestia#apollo greek mythology#hera greek mythology#hestia greek mythology#s: ice age 2
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if hera could eat, i think she'd be completely prepared for indulgence, but she would ultimately prefer subtler / more natural flavors. like, hera is getting pistachio rosewater ice cream while eiffel is creating ungodly sugar concoctions out of the most brightly colored artificial flavors known to man. minkowski - needless to say, a big fan of ice cream! - is a healthy eater through rigorous discipline, but in her heart of hearts, she does want, like. dark chocolate cherry with cake bits in it. minkowski earnestly believes in the concept of a "cheat day" and marks them on her calendar. which is a real "how do you live like this" moment for eiffel, on multiple levels.
#wolf 359#w359#renee minkowski#doug eiffel#hera wolf 359#gotta just Say Things sometimes. they get asked about ice cream preferences a LOT in the amas. and i still think#the most correct answer was zach saying eiffel likes cotton candy dippin dots. repulsive sweet tooth on that man.#guy whose favorite flavors are colors. etc.
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Ares: aye Heph wanna hear a joke??
Hephaestus: why are you asking me whether or not I can clearly hear you??
Ares:
Ares: MOMMM! Heph just called me a joke!!
Hera: Hephaestus! That isn’t very nice
Hephaestus: why? you should be proud that Ares is a joke…he’s the biggest one you’ve ever made
Hera:
Hera: ZEUS COME GET YOUR SON
Zeus: he’s not my son. you made him yourself. you deal with him.
Hephaestus, smirking: I am unbeatable
#she’s gonna need an ice pack for that burn#he’s the not the ‘god of fire’ for nothing#hephaestus#hera#greek gods#incorrect greek gods#greek mythology#incorrect greek mythology#incorrect quotes#incorrect myth#mythology#greek mythology memes
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“We’re all here for one purpose, and that’s to propel you to the top. Are we clear?” —Ahsoka Tano
A snippet sneak peak for Chapter 4 coming later this week 👀❄️
I finally got the coaches’ designs done! I tried to take inspiration from their og designs and man was that fun! Hope they live up to expectations 😆
The first 3 chapters for Dual Edge are posted! Updates every Saturday~
#Dual Edge#<- I have a tag for it now#trying to figure out where the heck to insert this into the fic#this is my hyperfixation rn sooooo#fanfic#star wars rebels#Ice skating au#Sabine wren#Ezra Bridger#sabezra#my art#Ahsoka Tano#kanan jarrus#hera syndulla#redesign
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"You'll have to forgive me if I find that a bit unbelievable."
#ic.#may these words be the first to find your ears (open.)#(( hera has seen quite a few things but she still can be pretty skeptical ))#(( up to you/your response if she's right to be skeptical or not in this case ))
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>> You spot some weird black thing scuttling on the floor of your hive and reflexively stomp on it. It squelches under your bare foot- And it smells fucking awful, like a carcass that's been rotting for half a perigee.
>> You don’t know what the hell this is or how it got in your hive. You scoop up what’s left of it and chuck it off the cliff.
>> Maybe the undead will eat it or something.
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Hera walked up to Nyphas’ hive, half-sunk as it was in a nearby muddy pond, and spotted the familiar shape of the bronzeblood’s worn hat lying in the mud outside.
It wasn’t just his hat, she realized as she walked closer. She saw his coat, then his horns and the rest of him, and realized he was just lying face-down in mud that was several inches deep.
She came to a halt in front of him and crouched. Watching him for several moments to assure he was still moving and uninjured. She knew he was, but she had to be sure.
“Can you breathe in there?” She asked, finally.
A grubby hand popped up out of the mud in a thumbs-up.
Hera reached out to take Nyphas by the collar, pulling him out of the thick mud with a schlup of suction from his soaked clothes.
“Hi, Hera.” Through the mud caking Nyphas’ face she could only just make out his smile. “It’s very nice outside tonight.”
“I can tell,” Hera said, allowing Nyphas to move to kneel and releasing his collar. “I brought meat.”
“What kind?” Nyphas began the process of wiping some of the mud off his front and his face, mostly only succeeding in smearing it everywhere.
“I won’t tell you ‘til you’ve showered.” Hera said, straightening and moving to head into Nyphas’ hive on her own.
“Boo,” Nyphas replied, following her but pausing at the door to kick more mud off his shoes and self.
The large entrance room of Nyphas’ hive was broken, the floor cracked and uneven, sagging slowly towards the pond with each passing sweep. The pond itself sat nearly level with the window and, when it rained, overflowed into the hive. This resulted in some of the pond finding itself trapped in Nyphas’ hive, muddy water full of tadpoles, small fish, and even some plants that had managed to root themselves somewhere. Nyphas had successfully cultivated lilypads, and as Hera passed a frog leapt off of one such pad and dove underwater.
She trotted through, pausing to remove her shoes at the doorway into the next room and continuing on barefoot. Past that first room, the rest of the hive was relatively clean.
“I’m gonna go shower,” Nyphas announced as Hera went down the hall to the kitchen.
“‘Kay. I’ll be here.” She replied, glancing over her shoulder to see Nyphas heading the other way down the hall to the bathroom. He’d taken off his shoes as well, and had the ends of his pants and coat bunched up in his hands to avoid getting too much mud everywhere.
Hera trotted into the kitchen and made a beeline for the fridge. The kitchen was, by and large, spotless- Nyphas did a deep-cleaning at least every week, and the only mess at the moment was a bit of loose dirt from some fresh vegetables deposited on the counter by the sink.
Hera spent a minute putting away the meat she’d brought, putting some in the fridge and the rest in the freezer. She’d already packaged and marked everything for him.
From there she turned to start washing the vegetables in the sink, until she heard a distant sound through the running water.
She turned off the tap and paused to listen, confirming: Nyphas was wailing her name from the bathroom across the hive.
Rolling her eyes but a smirk still finding its way onto her face, Hera headed back down the hall, allowing her step to fall heavy so he knew she was coming. She could hear the water running.
He was still mid-wail as she opened the door. She waited for him to finish before speaking. “I’m here, what do you want?”
Hera heard him taking a deep breath, and then- “Heeeerrraaaaaaaaa-”
“....” She raised her brows. He was safely behind the shower curtain and she couldn’t see more than a foggy outline.
“-Can you grab me a clean towel?”
“No.” Hera shut the door, and backtracked to the hallway closet, fetching a stack of towels and returning to the bathroom with them. She let herself in once more and plopped them down on a shelf. Nyphas’ dirty clothes had been dumped into the large industrial sink, and Hera turned on the water to begin rinsing them off.
“Thank you.” Nyphas said meekly from behind the shower curtain.
“Mh-hm.”
A few minutes of silence as they both washed, and Hera piped up. “You’ve looked into hot water heaters, right?”
“I’d have to redo the plumbing and move the heater. It’s all sunk.”
Hera clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “You got sick last sweep from freezing your ass off in here. You should at least have hot water.”
“Yeahhh...”
“You know you should move. The ceiling might collapse.”
“The ceiling’s fine. It’s just the front room, and I already cut all the electricity from there.”
“It’s just the front room, and the hot water, and the electricity in the rest of the hive, and the mosquitos in the summer, and the ice in the winter-”
Nyphas blew a dissatisfied raspberry. Hera lifted up his relatively clean jacket and hung it over the shower curtain rod, which groaned under the weight of the sodden leather.
“Just hang it on your horns to dry,” Nyphas said.
“And get myself soaked? No thank you.”
Nyphas blew another raspberry in response, and shut off the water. As Hera grabbed a towel and passed it to him over the shower curtain, Nyphas recalled the meat she brought. “Oh yeah, what kind of meat did you bring?”
“Boar.”
“Ooh, I haven’t had boar before.”
“It won’t be as bad as the bear I brought last time, promise.”
“Yeah.” She could hear Nyphas sticking his tongue out and grimacing in disgust at the memory of her last kill she’d shared with him. “You can have the vegetables in the kitchen.”
“Thanks.” Hera smiled at him through the shower curtain.
“...Oh, yeah.” Nyphas said suddenly, as though realizing something.
“Hera, can you grab me some clean clothes?”
#a drabble that goes nowhere but they have such a nice dynamic#nyphas ic#nyphas laiere#hera ic#herali altair#bastdrabbles#nyphas writing#hera writing
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Offerings to my gals ✨️
#my altar#pomegranate juice#flower ice#love witch#aphrodite#gaia#venus#hera#hellenic polytheism#divine feminine
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@eatcandynotbraids asked: ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ (for Hera)
Ever since Master Kenobi chose her a few months ago, Hera doesn't like being alone anymore. He's on the frontline for a battle that's too dangerous for her to come with, this time, so she's stuck alone in the Temple.
(One can argue that a Jedi is never alone because they’re all family, but it doesn’t feel the same now that she’s been chosen)
Right now, she doesn’t have any class to go to, so she’s sneaking in the hangar bay like she always does, exploring the spaceships and working on Chopper. She hoped the droid would have been fixed in time on Ryloth — but she hasn’t been able to make him turn on properly just yet.
Because she’s been sneaking in there since she’s been able to walk around on her own, other Jedi are used to seeing her in the hangar and don’t mind her presence too much. That someone would come to speak to her surprises Hera, and she can’t help but startle at the stranger’s voice.
❝ I’m, uh… ❞ she says softly, taken off-guard. ❝ My droid’s damaged, so I’m fixing him. ❞ By herself, because Master Kenobi said that she could only keep him if she could fix him alone, and the ten-year-old is determined to do so.
#* ⠀ ic ( hera. ) ⠀ ; i am part of something bigger#›⠀ ic ( hera. ) ⠀ ; answered.#eatcandynotbraids ( darra thel-tanis )
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Mod can you do something about whatever happened in the Rio vs Soundwave poll? (No pressure, I just feel like some things said in there were quite unhinged or harassing... I don't know your thoughts about it tho, so feel free to ignore or disagree)
Thank you for hosting this poll btw! I know I wouldn't be able to moderate all of this
Jfc that was.. fun
Yeah even if there wasn't like, a full blown argument Ive stated how I feel about people taking down a robots status in my poll rather than just... voting their opponent. Not everyone follows me and has seen it, but jfc if you're gonna screenshot tags to argue on my poll at least be right and not just be picking a fight lmao.
#im Tired#i didbt get a lot of sleep so yall have thib ice to be actin up#but thanks for asking i would have definitely adressed that once i saw it#anyway i voted rio in case yall were curious#your passions won me ocer rhat ir wasnt evwn a question wheb his round came out#💞#mod hera#killer robot office
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Also to be completely honest--warning: I have been obnoxious about names since I was a kid (which is why I gave up reading the Green Ember series... I remember reading it in high school and being Incredibly Frustrated by the lack of consistency in the way the writer chose his characters' names, so despite the fact that I liked the story somewhat, I just never read the rest of the series based on this sticking point)--it really bothers me that Paige and Rose are named Paige and Rose
#YES i know there's a luke in this universe there's an ezra and so on and so forth#but the 'real life' names used in sw (as far as I can recall) have ALL been rooted in something biblical#like luke (the evangelist) ezra (the prophet) mara ('bitter'--the name naomi wants people to call her when she loses her family)#ben is also a jewish name and so is din i think. kanan is a reference to canaan?#the other characters have names like padme and cassian and jyn and hera and ahsoka and jar jar and bail and lando and boba#some drawing from classics mythology etc. some completely made up some from other cultures i assume#so why do we have two characters called PAIGE and ROSE ???????#on that note do roses even exist in the star wars universe???? i wanna know#anyway this just bugged me#ps. i have just remembered that finn rey and poe exist. i thought about this for a few seconds. i'm fine with their names being those names#finn comes from his number rey makes me think of Ray of Light (which she is) poe is on thin ice#because it reminds me of edgar allan poe. that's not the point#but paige and rose are like Super 21st Century names and it feels off#tlj liveblog
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