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pseudogeekJust in case that something happens with tumblr. No need to classify by names this time because they were all asks from Azalee. It was like this myth geeks writers' duel or something.
azalee-calypso asked: YAY. Kyurem/Ghetsis.
…I haven’t played Black 2 White 2… I’LL USE MY MYTHOLOGY GEEKNESS TO COMPENSATE FOR IT
Ideal, Truth, they are not to Ghetsis’ taste; he wants something more raw, more powerful, a being devoid of both ideal and truth, leaving only power and existence; and he embraces this both as his tool and his heart, the ice-cold mass calming his anger and frustration, bringing him back to his primordial self a little bit more.
Note: “primordial self” here refers to the state of pure being before the shape occurred.
And since I wrote this more as Ghetsis/Kyurem, I’m writing it from the other direction too:
The human before Kyurem is so broken, so hurt, so incomplete and stripped of ideal and truth, so vulnerable; that Kyurem cannot help but to feel pity in its heart of everlasting ice.
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azalee-calypso asked: Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull
…your brain is catching up to mine.
They say it was Poseidon’s curse, but Pasiphae knew better than this; she was the daughter of the Sun and the Oceans, so when the bull emerged with lights in its eyes and seawater on its body, its brilliant fur as white as dancing sea foam, it was only natural that Pasiphae fell in love.
Help that was so purple and I almost used glistering in place of brilliant
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azalee-calypso asked: Gilgamesh/Hercules. Or should it be the opposite order? A question for the ages.
…oh my gods. How can I write this and not make it sound like pure yaoi?
Hercules is not entirely sure if he should be intimated or amazed by Gilgamesh’s erectness, but before he can understand they are rolling on the pleasant-smelling glades, mud and grass blades on their skin and hair tangled together, arms locked, legs rubbing and kicking, pectorals tensed and back bent, raw power coming from the other body like intermittent thunderbolts.
…ok now even I think I just wrote porn.
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azalee-calypso replied to your post: Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull
BUT WHERE IS THE MECHACOW SMUT
YOU DIDN’T SPECIFY
Mechacow Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull:
The body of a cow is unnatural for a being used to human shape, but Pasiphae is too lost in pleasure to complain, for the bull is indeed as divine as it looks.
Also does this make Pasiphae the first cyborg? Or is it the silver-armed king from up north in the Celtic regions the first one? Or the Egyptian god because of the mechanical manhood thing? Strange how two out of three are for sex…
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azalee-calypso asked: The Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden, or Altair/Vega, or Hikoboshi/Orihime, or, you know, whichever version you want.
East of the river, the Weaver Maiden sits at the Lyre’s tail,
West of the shore, the Cowherd gallops before the Eagle’s head;
The fair gods of the sky bestow compassion and justice,
The mundane people of the land pray for luck and skills.
I tried to do a double couplet (对联).
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azalee-calypso asked: More Hell Girls Club teaparties. (You may of course include more than the 'original three‘ if you think of any~)
I’m going to use many sentences.
The tea is good and the sandwiches are fresh, but there is this intermittent clamour just outside the gate.
“Pay no mind, it is my sister trying to get her ways again,” says Ereshkigal, “something about knocking down the door and releasing the dead if she doesn’t get what she wants.”
“Goodness,” says Izanami, “siblings; I wish my brother would knock down the door, but he was the one blocking it.”
Hel comforts Izanami with the idea of using her gate once the rest of the worlds die, while Persephone picks out another maggot from her friends’ tea.
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azalee-calypso asked: Alex/Amiti
The one Alex loves the most is himself, so when his split image of a biological child appears before him, he struggles to not fall into parental attachment.
(Then the desire became only more raw and base when he learned that the child’s heart is more like his mother’s.)
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azalee-calypso asked: Kraden->Babi
…what.
Whenever Kraden looks in the fountain of Lemuria, one persistent face will always surface in his mind, and how much he regrets failing to extend his life.
…did I do that right?
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azalee-calypso asked: Lunpa/Hydros
…I thought you asked this already last time.
It’s not that Lunpa isn’t homesick, but there is someone more valuable to him right here, in Lemuria, such that he is willing to give up everything, including his family and his past, to stay with him.
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azalee-calypso asked: The Nemean Lion and the Lernaean Hydra.
In the mists of Hades, the siblings embraced until they are lifted among the stars.
Longer version (I’m assuming that the Lion is male and Hydra is female):
In the waters of Lerna, ghosty fires rise;
The Nemean Lion, once golden, now pale, speaks hast:
‘Sister! I come from the mounds of Nemea, alone and dead.
‘Sister! I was slain and flayed, my skin now an armour to my killer.
‘Sister! I come to warn you, of the killer and his chore, which brings ill fates to you!’
And the Lernaean Hydra rises her many heads, each fanged and breathing poison, and said:
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am the daughter of Typhon and Echidna, immortal monster of the Lernaean Lake!
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am the beast of earth and endless growth, the beast of many heads, the guardian of Hades’ Gate!
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am raised to be the killer to yours, his blood shall be our nectar, his flesh our ambrosia, and his bones shall decorate my swamps and grow into ants!’
Yet the Nemean Lion is not calmed by these words, and weeps;
Under the foul waters he waits for his sister
cold and dead
until they are lifted into the heavens and set ablaze into multitudes of stars.
azalee-calypso asked: YAY. Kyurem/Ghetsis.
…I haven’t played Black 2 White 2… I’LL USE MY MYTHOLOGY GEEKNESS TO COMPENSATE FOR IT
Ideal, Truth, they are not to Ghetsis’ taste; he wants something more raw, more powerful, a being devoid of both ideal and truth, leaving only power and existence; and he embraces this both as his tool and his heart, the ice-cold mass calming his anger and frustration, bringing him back to his primordial self a little bit more.
Note: “primordial self” here refers to the state of pure being before the shape occurred.
And since I wrote this more as Ghetsis/Kyurem, I’m writing it from the other direction too:
The human before Kyurem is so broken, so hurt, so incomplete and stripped of ideal and truth, so vulnerable; that Kyurem cannot help but to feel pity in its heart of everlasting ice.
---
azalee-calypso asked: Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull
…your brain is catching up to mine.
They say it was Poseidon’s curse, but Pasiphae knew better than this; she was the daughter of the Sun and the Oceans, so when the bull emerged with lights in its eyes and seawater on its body, its brilliant fur as white as dancing sea foam, it was only natural that Pasiphae fell in love.
---
azalee-calypso asked: Gilgamesh/Hercules. Or should it be the opposite order? A question for the ages.
…oh my gods. How can I write this and not make it sound like pure yaoi?
Hercules is not entirely sure if he should be intimated or amazed by Gilgamesh’s erectness, but before he can understand they are rolling on the pleasant-smelling glades, mud and grass blades on their skin and hair tangled together, arms locked, legs rubbing and kicking, pectorals tensed and back bent, raw power coming from the other body like intermittent thunderbolts.
…ok now even I think I just wrote porn.
---
azalee-calypso replied to your post: Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull
BUT WHERE IS THE MECHACOW SMUT
YOU DIDN’T SPECIFY
Mechacow Pasiphae/the Poseidon bull:
The body of a cow is unnatural for a being used to human shape, but Pasiphae is too lost in pleasure to complain, for the bull is indeed as divine as it looks.
Also does this make Pasiphae the first cyborg? Or is it the silver-armed king from up north in the Celtic regions the first one? Or the Egyptian god because of the mechanical manhood thing? Strange how two out of three are for sex…
---
azalee-calypso asked: The Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden, or Altair/Vega, or Hikoboshi/Orihime, or, you know, whichever version you want.
East of the river, the Weaver Maiden sits at the Lyre’s tail,
West of the shore, the Cowherd gallops before the Eagle’s head;
The fair gods of the sky bestow compassion and justice,
The mundane people of the land pray for luck and skills.
I tried to do a double couplet (对联).
---
azalee-calypso asked: More Hell Girls Club teaparties. (You may of course include more than the 'original three‘ if you think of any~)
I’m going to use many sentences.
The tea is good and the sandwiches are fresh, but there is this intermittent clamour just outside the gate.
“Pay no mind, it is my sister trying to get her ways again,” says Ereshkigal, “something about knocking down the door and releasing the dead if she doesn’t get what she wants.”
“Goodness,” says Izanami, “siblings; I wish my brother would knock down the door, but he was the one blocking it.”
Hel comforts Izanami with the idea of using her gate once the rest of the worlds die, while Persephone picks out another maggot from her friends’ tea.
---
azalee-calypso asked: Alex/Amiti
The one Alex loves the most is himself, so when his split image of a biological child appears before him, he struggles to not fall into parental attachment.
(Then the desire became only more raw and base when he learned that the child’s heart is more like his mother’s.)
---
azalee-calypso asked: Kraden->Babi
…what.
Whenever Kraden looks in the fountain of Lemuria, one persistent face will always surface in his mind, and how much he regrets failing to extend his life.
…did I do that right?
---
azalee-calypso asked: Lunpa/Hydros
…I thought you asked this already last time.
It’s not that Lunpa isn’t homesick, but there is someone more valuable to him right here, in Lemuria, such that he is willing to give up everything, including his family and his past, to stay with him.
---
azalee-calypso asked: The Nemean Lion and the Lernaean Hydra.
In the mists of Hades, the siblings embraced until they are lifted among the stars.
Longer version (I’m assuming that the Lion is male and Hydra is female):
In the waters of Lerna, ghosty fires rise;
The Nemean Lion, once golden, now pale, speaks hast:
‘Sister! I come from the mounds of Nemea, alone and dead.
‘Sister! I was slain and flayed, my skin now an armour to my killer.
‘Sister! I come to warn you, of the killer and his chore, which brings ill fates to you!’
And the Lernaean Hydra rises her many heads, each fanged and breathing poison, and said:
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am the daughter of Typhon and Echidna, immortal monster of the Lernaean Lake!
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am the beast of earth and endless growth, the beast of many heads, the guardian of Hades’ Gate!
‘Brother! Fear not for me! For I am raised to be the killer to yours, his blood shall be our nectar, his flesh our ambrosia, and his bones shall decorate my swamps and grow into ants!’
Yet the Nemean Lion is not calmed by these words, and weeps;
Under the foul waters he waits for his sister
cold and dead
until they are lifted into the heavens and set ablaze into multitudes of stars.
