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Peter Bluestone son of Poseidon 💧
Thea Oakwood daughter of Zeus⚡
Nick Skull son of Hades💀
A story I'm working on. I decided to call the series(yes it's a series) "Guardians of Olympus". Basically the plot is a bit similar to HoO but the plot is very different along with the character.
An art cover for an au I'm making. Basically in here it's about a young sun god who was trying to befriend a cold hearted son of Khione. It's one of those stories where they become friends to lovers thing :)
Zephyrus and Apollo along with their children, the twins Urion and Soren and their youngest Solace.
Their roles and jobs:
Urion/Ocarion is the god of Life, keepers of the doors of Elysium, reincarnation, children and birds.
Soren/Veronica is the goddess of clouds, sky, wind, children and birds.
Solace/Solacia doesn't have an official role yet but one of them is that he is the protector of mythical creatures and probably animals.
The Storks sending people babies thing are one of the jobs that needs to have both Urion and Soren. While Soren makes the body of the baby out of clouds, Urion will give life to it. That's why they both are the god and goddess of children. The only way to know that if the stork is one that helps them send the babies to their rightful parents, they will have a symbol on their right wing that represents the twins.
So I just found this old draf that I wrote like a year ago but forgot about it.... I remember this used to be my baby :,,)
In A Thousand Years, I Will Still Find You
MainCharacters:
Solis Olympia
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Reincarnation of Apollo.
Died in Troyjan War to protect his daughter from being killed (he was mortal).
Adopted son of Artemis.
Hiro Katsuo
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Reincarnation of Gladius son of Ares.
Died In the Troyjan War to protect his daughter and lover, Apollo(still mortal at the time).
Son of Ares.
Daisy Greenwich
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Reincarnation of Saia the water Nymph.
Died of being killed by the war along with her husband and child.
A flower Nymph.
Summary: Artemis always knew that her precious little sunshine is her reincarnation of her twin brother, Apollo. It sadden her when she had to sent him to Camp Half Blood. It's prophecy after all. It's bound to happen. What she didn't expect was that sending her son to CHB would not only bring back a very ancient love but also bring back a friendship that has been saperated for a long time.
A mini comic I did for the about Apollo falling in love with a cold hearted son of Khione.
Basiccaly in this comic, Artemis is questioning why her brother would still b together with the son of Khione(I decided to name him Marshall for now :/) even though Khione had threaten him that if anything happened to the demigod when he is at war, he would face the consequences. So, Marshall got turned into ice and is now trapped at the bottom of the ocean, Apollo is in a coma untill the demiogd is set free and Artemis is suffering.
Apollo Story Ideas 2
I once made a story where Apollo did something to anger Zeus and his punishment was that he will be isolated from everyone (kinda like Calypso... ish). He is basically trapped in a forest that is gloomy and depressing and his feet is chained, so that he can't walk very far.
His only source of information to the outside world is a yellow and gold minature earth.
Basically he chooses a place (expl: CHB) and his surroundings will change into an illusion of that place. Basically he can see everything on earth.
But the sad thing is that, he can only watch and hear. He can't interact with them and everytime he tries to touch someone/something, he goes right past them, as if he's like a ghost. Very sad I know.
And also the fact that even the gods don't know where he is. It's like as if he disappeared from the face of the earth.
This went on for like.... idk... centuries I guess? All I know is that he is a very Very sad and lonely boy.
Drew a little art for it
Apollo Story Ideas 2
I once made a story where Apollo did something to anger Zeus and his punishment was that he will be isolated from everyone (kinda like Calypso... ish). He is basically trapped in a forest that is gloomy and depressing and his feet is chained, so that he can't walk very far.
His only source of information to the outside world is a yellow and gold minature earth.
Basically he chooses a place (expl: CHB) and his surroundings will change into an illusion of that place. Basically he can see everything on earth.
But the sad thing is that, he can only watch and hear. He can't interact with them and everytime he tries to touch someone/something, he goes right past them, as if he's like a ghost. Very sad I know.
And also the fact that even the gods don't know where he is. It's like as if he disappeared from the face of the earth.
This went on for like.... idk... centuries I guess? All I know is that he is a very Very sad and lonely boy.
🕯Icarus and Apollo 🔆
2020 vs 2018 vs 2017 redraws
Oh my God! pt 1 Mythology AU
A/N: This is an avenger x reader. English is not my native language so I apologize for any mistake. Italics mean that the character is thinking. The Marvel characters belong to Marvel, the gifs and images belong to their owners, I only own the plot.
Warnings: None
-Humans…- (Y/N) thought as she walked up the avenue of the city. -Always so noisy. I almost forget how rambunctious they can get…
She preferred the apparent tranquil of her domains, so full of life but so enormous that all the hubbub of it becomes an almost mute background harmony, yet it’s still there.
-Noisy and imaginative- looking up, the female stopped on her tracks as she came across one of the temples that these puny humans had erect on her honor. A big polished stone structure held up by many columns, and with a trident sculpted on the pediment.
She could only just hold her laugh as she caught a glimpse at her representation situated, on a little pool, inside of the temple. Cold, marble eyes stared right back at her, set above a frowning mouth covered by an abundant beard. Going down, the flat, pale, naked body rested upon a stone, coming out of the water, holding up in its hand a trident made of solid gold that shined under the orange light of the late afternoon. Don’t get her wrong, the statue was beautifully made, the artist was great, really, but, for her, it was a little too…well, male.
Shaking her head, (Y/N) continued her journey navigating through the sea of people that were out for walks, socializing, hearing the philosophers debate, or buy some goods on the stands of the market. Swimming through the busy agora at that hour was no easy feat, people were not always at their politest and the vast amount of white clothes could make someone lost their path.
-“Make way, γυναίκα!” (woman)- yelled a big and sweaty aristocrat while shoving her, and sending a dirty look in her general direction, not really acknowledging her. –“Damn these wandering fools, standing on the path of the higher ups! We better not arrive late for the elections at the Forum”
-“They should learn about social propriety, right μέλι?” (honey)- The jeweled woman on his arm spat, looking down on (Y/N).
The water on the cups and basins of nearby merchants started to ripple as (Y/N) stumbled and to an upright position after being thrown out of balance by the rude humans. The thought of following him and drowning him when he went to drink crossed briefly her mind, but was put off by the remembrance of the meeting she had to attend. He was probably already waiting for her…Leave it to him to be there at the agreed upon hour, not a minute early, not a second late. Calming down, she continued her upwards path towards the shinning temple on the top of the hill.
Overlooking the city, the temple was beautiful, but smaller than her own to her secret delight. Sleek columns and clean lines, supporting a red roof with an owl on the pediment, that gave protection to the sculpture of a woman in battle armor and with a round shield by her feet. In the shadow of the great marble woman was waiting, serious faced, her meeting for the evening.
-“Oh, Wise One! Do not look at me with that guise, Great Athena, for I might cower upon your immense grace!”- (Y/N) doubled at the waist on a mock bow.
-“You should’ve been here in time, I wouldn’t be upset at you. You are 6 minutes late, Poseidon”- said the figure, crossing their pale arms, the frown on their face deepening in an attempt to suppress the light smile threatening to show at her quirkiness.
-“C’mon!! Six minutes! That’s nothing compared to the span of our lives! Don’t be like that, Steve! I’ve been mauled over by unrespectful pedestrians, ignored and looked down by them too…not to mention that I’m out of the water! And all of this for you!! Why won’t you give me a good-heartened greeting and gift me with one of your beautiful smiles, Virgin Warrior? It’s the least you could give me…”- She dramatically complained, clinging to one of his big muscled arms, distracting her momentarily from her pained feet, not used to wearing any kind of foot-wear.
-These arms thou…- She thought, lightly squeezing.
-“So what was so important that you called upon this goddess to rise from the sea? Has some pitiful quarrel taken place between you and Hephaestus? Fighting for the love of Ares again? Should Hermes run with the notice for the gods to assemble again, ready for battle? Maybe Aeolus should still the winds for war? Or Angelos warn her brother of the incoming mass of dead mortals that are to swarm their realm when this is over? Should I rise the waters again to drown the souls of- mphmm!”- he put one of his big hands over her mouth stopping the rambling.
-“Would you just let me speak? By the Titans (Y/N)! Stop!”- He laughed at the frown on her face. Huffing she released his biceps and took a step back from his body.
-“Well when you only have sea-life to talk to, you become a little bored. They only have just about enough themes to engage in small talk, never anything too deep. And then, the nymphs are just the worst. Real gossipers. The only good thing is that I get to know what happens out of my oceans…”- (Y/N) pouted, admiring how the fading light of the day created lovely shadows on the very female representation of her friend in the center of his temple.
-“You know that you’re always welcome at Olympus, you’re always very welcomed at my house, (Y/N)”- his sapphire eyes softened, looking at the young goddess, his family love for her shinning through. Love reflected with the same intensity by her own eyes when they locked with his.
With an audible sigh, she said- “I know, Steve. But you know how I feel out of the waters…”.
-“Like a fish out of the water?”- he joked lightly, making her smile, and both laugh a little.
-“Very funny, Pallas Athena. But, now, really, what happened? Another fight with Tony?”
-“No, he’s good. Pestering Hera, as always…”
-Poor Pepper- She thought.
-“Is Hecate why I called you. We’ve been planning a party for his nameday. I thought that Circe and you could arrange a distraction for him while we prepare the feast and Persephone does the decorations.”- He hummed with a low voice, knowing that you weren’t exactly Stephen’s biggest fan.
-“Really? You called me out of my home to play a fair monkey for that man-witch?”- (Y/N) held a little grudge towards Strange since he turned her pet dolphin on a grabby octopus that wanted no other thing than constantly cling to her face, shooting her clean white robes with his black ink. It was her favorite chiton, and the stain lasted for weeks!! How dare he!!- “You know what he did to me!”
-“(Y/N), please, Circe can’t do it alone. And you know that if you are there, his attention will be on you only. We’ll be free to do our part”- he pleaded- “it’s only for a few hours, and it’ll be worth it. Almost all of our schedules meet for the first time in a long time. We’ll be able to be together for other thing that is not war. We all need it.”
-“All of us will be there? Even Zeus?”
-“Yes, Thor too”
-“Bia? Asclepio? Dolos? Dike? Apoll-”
-“Apollo, Nike, Artemis, Hera, Hades, probably Macaria and Menoetes, Tique, Dionysus, Nyx, Aeolus,… and yes, Ares too”- he said with a knowing smile.
She shifted in the temple shadow to try –and fail- to hide her light blush from the blonde.
-“Okay… but just because I don’t want to leave Wanda alone to distract Stephen. The Titans know what could await us if those two decide to have a go to see whose powers are the best…”- she conceded avoiding the god’s amused eyes.
-“Of course. That’s very kind of you Poseidon. The party will be due in a fortnight, come to Tony’s at the Olympus. We will be there to start the plan.”- he explained, giving her an hug and turning to leave.
-“M’kay. ‘til then”
-“Until then, yes… Oh! And dress up nice, he’s coming back from war!”
And with that he turned into an owl and disappeared on the already dark sky, leaving (Y/N) behind, trailing to the ocean in hopes for it to help cool down the warmth that surged in her cheeks and ears at his insinuation, and to slow down a little her racing heart at the prospect of getting to see the God of War’s breathtaking azure orbs.
Oh my God! Mythology AU Know your gods
A/N: This is an avenger x reader. English is not my native language so I apologize for any mistake. Italics mean that the character is thinking. The Marvel characters belong to Marvel, the gifs and images belong to their owners, I only own the plot.
Warnings: None
Gods in order of appearance:
Poseidon
(Y/N). One of the twelve Olympians. God of the sea, storms earthquakes and horses.
Symbols:
Trident, fish, dolphin, horse and bull.
Represented as:
White male figure. Big, muscled man with long and curly hair and beard. Usually depicted with only a loincloth on and holding a gold trident.
True physical appearance:
(S/c) skinned female. (Your height), (body type) woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. Usually spotted with white/blue chitons, barefoot and with shinny pearls woven between her locks.
Personality:
Friendly but not to mess with (the oceans seem calm but storms are brewing underneath the surface).
Relationships:
On the contrary of what the human myths say, Poseidon does like Pallas Athena, they have a close relationship.
She likes Circe, Hephaestus, Hera, Zeus, Persephone, Asclepius…
Tolerates (secretly likes, even though she will never say it) Aeolus. “He’s annoying!”- Poseidon.
Dislikes Hecate. “He can go shove his staff up his a--“-Poseidon. “Language!!”- Athena.
Romantically interested in… “Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, …”- Poseidon.
Pallas Athena
Steven Grant Rogers. One of the twelve Olympians. Goddess of wisdom, the arts, olives, weaving and battle strategy. Patron goddess of heroic endeavor and freedom. Also known as Athena Parthenos (‘Athena the Virgin’).
Symbols:
Owls, olive trees, and snakes.
Represented as:
White female figure. Tall woman with long and curly/wavy hair. Usually depicted with a long white dress, a helmet, holding a spear and with a round shield by her feet.
True physical appearance:
Male god. Blond, blue eyed, huge man, with pale skin and broad shoulders and chest, that contrast with a narrow waist. Easily recognized by his tall, very muscled figure and round behind. “As far as I’m concerned that’s Olympus’ ass”- Morpheus.
Enjoys dressing traditionally with pastel colors. Seen carrying his shield on his back almost 24/7. “I think he’s more of a tortoise than an owl.”- Hephaestus.
Personality:
Heart as huge as his body. Sweet, protective (overprotective), attentive and caring. The best friend you could wish for. The best leader you could hope for. The best man you will ever find. A warrior on the outside and a softie on the inside.
Throves for justice and fights for freedom.
Relationships:
On the contrary of what the human myths say, Athena does like Poseidon, they have a close relationship. “I love her with my whole heart, but she can be a bit reckless.”- Athena. “Look who’s talking”- Ares.
He has the strongest bond with Ares. Sharing upbringing, they grew beside each other, defending and protecting each other (the protection being provided by Ares for a vast part of their younger years). They consider themselves as brothers. Don’t mess with one in front of the other. Would kill (and have killed) for one another. “I’m with you till the end of the line”.
Likes Artemis, Aeolus, Asclepius, Apollo, Zeus, Hades and Hermes.
Also likes Hephaestus, but sometimes gets frustrated at him. “Following orders is not my style”- Hephaestus “And obviously style is all you care about”- Athena “Who is the one wearing the skintight outfit here?”- Hephaestus. Does not understand how Hera can stand him and his big ego all day (secretly happy that he has somebody that loves him so much). “He can be a handful, but he is a good man”- Athena.
Romantic interest: not disclosed.
Hephaestus
Anthony Edward Stark. One of the twelve Olympians. God of the fire, metalworking, stone masonry, forge, the art of sculpture, technology and blacksmiths.
Symbols:
Hammer, anvil, tongs, and volcanoes.
Represented as:
White deformed/ugly male. Man with short hair and beard. Not as muscled as other gods, but with a toned body from working as a smith.
True physical appearance:
White, brown-eyed male with short black/dark brown hair and styled beard. Not particularly tall, not particularly muscled, but with a fit body. Opposite to what the myth says, Hephaestus is a good looking god.
Occasionally seen with his metal suit, he normally sports normal clothes. Favors the last trends and is the god with the most polished and pricey appearance (is also the one that spends the most time in front of the mirror).
Personality:
He may come across as highly irritating, egoistical and arrogant at first sight (which he is sometimes), but deep down he has a big heart and a need to protect his friends and family. If you can deal with his ego, he will become attached to you and will care deeply for you.
Hotheaded and impulsive, this man-child likes to keep a cool and sarcastic front but will melt if you show him affection.
Relationships:
Likes Pan, Circe, Dike, Asclepius, Zeus, …
Also likes Athena, but sometimes is irritated by Athena’s righteousness and selfless heroism. Profoundly enjoys poking fun at him. “Ugh Mr. Rogers, that suit did nothing for your ass”- Hephaestus “No one asked you to look, Tony”- Athena.
Has a tense relationship with Ares, but is working on improving it.
Romantic interest: Madly in love with Hera, will give his life for hers (secretly grateful for her immense patience with him).
The Greek gods originally had ten brain cells, when Athena was born she took seven and Prometheus stole the other three alongside the fire
Another art dump of stuff that I have done since January!
Επιθυμία
I’m bound to your touch…the first time that you kissed me. Eternal days of our time, I build up a castle to secure the lost. Music notes played around the room. What sweet sounds, bounding me to sway to the tune. I feel my feet go above the ground. The wings of Daedalus carries me up the sky. Will the mysteries ever cease or will it stay as of eternity? The mysteries of Agape and Eros. For I no longer believe. Building up walls of uncertainty. Drowning in whispers deep beneath the depths of water. Curse to whom I’ve become. Farewell to the ones that have gone. The endless tears have dried away. Thanks to my lover. I longed for one to stay forever. Years of yearning, prone to its misery. The words you say reminds me… You’re my own Achilles heel. I’m bound to your touch…the way you kissed me. Soon the time will come when the tide has gone down. Hold me along your side ‘till I breathe my last breath. I’m bound to you, for the last time that you kissed me.
by: Elai Azores
this was inspired by the song “Mystery of Love” by Sufjan Stevens