Apollo ★

____ he is half of my soul, as the poets say ____ emo 🖤 he / him 🖤 art tag

[flaroh]

Achilles & Patroclus for Valentines 💖👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨⚔️

This piece is set during the Trojan War, in Achilles’ tent. The lovers are spending a relaxing moment alone together on their bed coming up with new melodies on their lyre. In my mind, this scene is early into the war, where everyone’s still living in canvas tents, and spirits are still high.

[apollo-cant-write]

I've been working on my designs of the greek gods and will be slowly posting them soon:)

[olympushit]

I just read an article that said Ares was the most pathetic greek god.

Let me get that straight.

Ares was the only male greek god that never raped or sexually assaulted any woman in his immortal life.

Ares was the patron god of the Amazons. A feminist community of female warriors was protected by him. Amazons were his loyal daughters.

Ares slew his daughter's rapist and was tried before all of the other gods for homicide.

Ares was the only male greek god that never viewed Aphrodite as a temporary lover, he respected her and loved her for who she was.

Zeus called Ares a double-faced liar just because he didn't agree with his nature and allowed Athena to hurt him.

Ares forgave Cadmos for slewing his child and married him off to hid daughter Harmonia.

Ares freed Thanatos from the chains Sisyphus put him.

Ares was the first god to protect Olympus from Otus and Ephialtes, but when he was trapped by them no other god went to free him.

According to Nonus in Dionysiaca, Ares allows Deimos and Phobos to help Zeus defeat Typhon.

Ares was the god of masculinity, civil order and a fighter for righteousness, referred as the Ally of Themis.

He always stepped in to help his children. He even went as far to disobey Zeus so that he could save his children from danger.

And Ares is pathetic! Like really?

The only argument of his "pathetic" nature was because he lost to Athena. A war isn't meant to always be won. There are the winners and the defeated. He may have been defeated in war but in his life he was a winner, because he faught for what he loved the most with insane ferocity!

Be for fucking real guys!

[apollo-cant-write]

im so happy people are liking my fics:) im already writing the next one!!! im in france rn tho so i dont really have time aaaa!!!!!! but i already have the first part of a 5+1 ready!!!

[apollo-cant-write]

You may be hot but... [ao3]

We're both the head counselors of our cabins and are assigned to train little kids to fight each other and you may be hot but goddammit my collection of ten-year-olds are going to beat yours into the dust. (prompt)

fanfic under cut!

"There's no way you're winning," Will says, arms crossed as he leans against the open door of the Hades cabin "We trained ours well!"

Kayla shifts in the spot next to him and rolls her eyes.

"Says the guy who absolutely did not help during training. You have nothing to worry about, Nico, Will's just very competitive."

A few weeks before, Chiron announced that there would be an new weekly event due to amount of new campers arriving every day.

'Mentored Fighting' he called it. And explained it consists of each cabin training a group of new campers to fight against another group. Two cabins would compete against each other every week so it wouldn't be too crowded.

The first cabins chosen were the Apollo cabin and the Hades cabin, it wasn't all that fair.

With all the arrivals the Apollo cabin had become so full they had to start building new beds but the Hades cabin was lonely as ever, only one person living in it. (or two, when Hazel was visiting Camp Half-Blood)

So, to make up for the difference in numbers, the Hades cabin was given more time.

At first, Nico was anxious. Most people still feared him, how would he train kids that are afraid of him?

Luckily, somehow, none of the young campers had heard of him before. He felt relieved.

He evaluated their initial fighting skills and felt lucky, again, to find out that multiple of the kids already knew a thing or two. (or more than that, like the newest Ares camper that, apparently, knew every single martial art)

He quickly began to feel protective over them, responsible for them. He found himself looking for them outside of class and checking if they were alright throughout the day.

Meanwhile, the Apollo campers weren't so lucky.

Since the first session, they knew Chiron must have chosen the craziest kids on purpose. It was chaos.

They were good kids. Funny, sweet, sensitive and all that. But also wild, really wild.

Will quickly learned to bring multiple first aid kits (one wasn't enough for all the damage) and to be ready for anything, even when the kids seemed quiet.

At least their energy was useful in combat. They moved swiftly, jumping up and down trees where they could shoot from. Being taught by the Apolo cabin means they mostly learned how to use a bow and arrow but there were still a couple of swordsmen.

Even with all the mess during the classes, Will would still, (more than) occasionally, spend time looking at Nico. It was a risky behaviour, he knew he should be paying attention to his group but Nico dealed with kids amazingly (Will took a mental note of that) and looked incredible doing it. He couldn't help but get distracted.

One day, his thoughts got interrupted by a bottle hitting his head.

"What the fuck--" he covered his mouth with one hand and touched the part of his head that was hit with the other, he hoped no one heard him swear. He looked around to see where the flying attack came from and saw Kayla walking towards him.

She had her hair up in a small ponytail and she was wearing the usual camp clothes. She looked cool. But not nearly as cool as Nico, he thought.

"If you keep ogling your boyfriend, I'll throw something again."

"That hurt, you jerk..."

"That was the point!" she put an arm around him "Now, come on, little Elly got hurt."

"Again?" he sighed and let himself get pulled by Kayla.

He stole one last look at Nico and blushed when their eyes met. Nico had already been staring at him.

Back in the present, Nico already wanted to leave.

Kayla and Will asked him to go 20 minutes early with them, he ended up not really having a choice since they showed up at his door and threatened to break it down. Nico didn't feel like testing his luck so, he started getting ready

They wanted to check up on all the equipment and see if the arena was usable (some of the kids from Apollo cabin's group got into a habit of gathering a dozens of rocks and spreading them around the arena, for some reason).

As soon as Nico finished dressing up, Will and Kayla started going down to the arena and Nico followed them, closing the door behind him.

"Okay, Will, go get some arrows, there aren't any in here." Kayla commanded while looking through a pile of their group's belongings "And you, Nico, make sure you have all the weapons you need!"

"Yes ma'am." he yawned "Why did it have to begin this early...?"

He set off towards the other side of the field but was stopped by Will's hand on his shoulder. He doesn't register what's being said but it seems pointed towards Kayla so he just takes the opportunity to take in the sight.

Will is an objectively beautiful man, anyone with eyes should be able to tell. And now, with his brows furrowed, pouting, his shoulder length curly blonde hair swaying with the light breeze coming through the entrance, his gorgeous skin tanned, due to the sun, and his freckles standing out against a light blush (oh?) spread across his face, Nico could die happily if he died looking at him.

And that's why Nico didn't even noticed he had been taken away from where he was standing, until Will speaks.

"Well..."

He looked around and realized Will had brought them behind the benches, so they were both hidden.

"What is up with you, Will?"

Nico can't pretend he hadn't realized. The lingering glances, the blushing, the insisting on spending more time with him than usual. He wasn't that dumb.

At least he hoped he wasn't, he really wanted to be right. He wanted it to mean something.

"Nothing important. You... you're just too cool," he looked away from Nico's gaze and fidgeted with the rainbow bracelet around his wrist "You look awesome when you're fighting or teaching or dealing with kids or- honestly, you look awesome all the time."

"Will--"

"And I just thought I should tell you because that's all I've been thinking about and I really want to focus on this event, I need to support the kids and I don't think I could do it without thinking you look amazing at least once. And thinking I should tell you and ruining your enjoyment by grabbing you and taking you somewhere private just for me to get my stupid feelings out. Well, if I hadn't told you now I probably wouldn't later, I'd get too nervous."

"You're rambling, Will" Nico grabbed one of his hands to stop them from shaking "Don't worry, I'm not, like, weirded out or anything."

"You're not?" he said, sounding a little too hopeful.

"No and...and I actually think you look--"

"The first round of Mentored Fighting is starting in 2 minutes, please come to the arena!" Chiron's voice sounded loudly through the whole camp from newly installed speakers.

(Leo had, of course, built them and they had tons of special features: playing recorded messages, music, live audio from anywhere in the camp, among other things...)

"Come on, it's starting soon." Will pulled his hand away and started going back to the field, leaving a confused Nico behind.

Not for long, though, because Nico ran after him and caught a hold of his hand. Then, he took the lead, brought Will to his team and sat down next to them.

He could feel Will's eyes on him and his hand shaking (Oh gods, they were still holding hands). Nico turned to face him and brushed a few curls out of the way so he could clearly see his eyes.

"Listen, Solace, I really think--"

A loud whistle blew and everyone started cheering as the two groups of campers walked into the arena.

The arena used to always be empty but now they had special made props like metal trees, platforms and walls, to make it more exciting.

When they reached the middle, Elly and one of Nico's campers shook hands and moved back to their teams. Each group huddled together, whispering ideas and strategies among each other.

Multiple cheers for each team were yelled and finally, on a count to three, they started fighting.

Nico quickly noticed that something was wrong with his campers, but none of them had came up to him yet. He could see them throw glances his way, but why? They were doing great and used to the equipment. Then, it dawned on him.

"Will, I'm so fucked," he exclaimed as realization set upon him "I forgot to check the weapons, they probably don't have enough."

"They don't!" He agreed, smilling.

"Why do you sound so happy saying that? Wait... You- You did it on purpose."

"Perhaps..."

"You tried to distract me! And I totally fell for it!" he rested his face in his hands and groaned.

"You may be hot but I still need my collection of ten-year-olds to beat yours into the fucking dust."

Nico couldn't decide wether he should be flustered from the compliment or pissed at Will. His body doesn't really let him choose.

He felt his heart rate quicken and reached for Will's face, pulling him just a smidge closer. He was going to kiss this man.

This way-too-competitive, infuriating, genius of a man.

But Will suddenly got up along with a couple of his siblings and they all started cheering.

"You got this, Elly!"

The battle seemed to be going well for them, much to Nico's dismay. First, he gets lead on by Will, then finds out it was a sabotage plan, then doesn't get to kiss him, and now he was going to lose? No way.

He had to do at least one thing right that day.

Will isn't surprised when, just before dragging him away, Nico whispers something into one of his camper's ears. He was planning something and Will wasn't about to be made a fool.

Will had chosen to sit in front of his group's supplies, that way he could block the way to the extra bows, arrows and knives.

So, he told Kayla to take his seat once Nico isn't looking and to pay close attention to any campers passing by so no one would steal anything. She was more than happy to oblige.

She was just as competitive as Will, she wanted to win terribly bad and if all she had to do to win was sit down while her brother made out with his crush somewhere around camp, she was going to sit down.

"You can't trick me, I know you're up to something." Will said, deadpan.

"Up to something? When have I ever been up to anything?"

"Clearly right now! And that time you started acting really suspicious and out of nowhere all those mean new guys from the Hermes cabin stopped messing with me. I'm still not fully sure what even happened and, yeah, I'm thankful you stopped them but, I won't let it happen again. I'll know what you want to do, before it even happens."

"You might be too late."

"Oh, dear, I wouldn't be so sure."

He looks over Will's shoulder in response and Will can see the frustration appear on his face when he spots Kayla in the seat that should've been empty.

"Well, just so you know, if you hadn't played dirty, my kids would easily beat your stupid little archers." he stuck his tongue out.

They both laughed.

"You're such a dork.." Will said but neither of them were fully paying attention.

Since the tension was gone, it felt to quiet and, suddenly, they seemed to be closer than supposed to. Almost leaning into each other.

"Will, I'm going to be serious for a moment and you aren't allowed to laugh, okay?"

He nods and Nico puts a hand on each of his cheeks.

"When you told me I looked cool..."

"I wasn't lying!"

Nico smiled softly "...I got really, really happy. It might be a little silly since you didn't even call me pretty or hot or anything like that. Well, I guess not until later..." he added, blushing "But yeah, I swear my heart skipped, like, ten beats. You-- Gods, Will. You're breathtaking and I really, really, really like you."

"Nico..." Will whispered but he could hear him perfectly well, their faces only a few inches apart "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

The distance between them closed for a second as screaming from inside the arena interrupted them. The fight had ended, they guessed.

Nico loved these kids but, honestly, all he wanted to be doing at that moment was kissing Will, his maybe-boyfriend.

Yet, there he was. Cleaning up wounds and reassuring kids that they were alright.

They fought well, as well as they could without all the resources needed. Nico felt partly guilty for not stepping in, he should've been there for them more, he shouldn't have been so careless.

"I'm sorry, guys, I should have known you didn't have everything. Everyone was fantastic, I'm the proudest I'll ever be."

A couple of kids started crying, out of happiness, and others ran to hug Nico. He was glad they weren't upset.

He finished dropping each of them off at their cabins and went back to the arena where Will was waiting for him.

He threw his arms around Nico and reminded "I think we were in the middle of something."

"I don't know, wasn't it all just a strategy? I thought it was just for you to win."

"Shut up, I actually do, very sadly, like you."

"Good to know I'll at least win the liking competition, since my... boyfriend hates me or whatever."

"It's not a competition! It doesn't count."

"It totally does."

"I'll show you how much I like you and you'll regret even considering thinking of you winning."

Nico laughed "We're stupid, really stupid."

("You called me your boyfriend earlier."

Will was laying on Nico's lap, both of them in his bed.

"I did, is that... okay?"

"Gods, Nico, yes, more than okay.")

[apollo-cant-write]

what if i sobbed

[apollo-cant-write]

He would be okay [ao3]

hurt/comfort, angst and fluff, short and sweet, will solace is exhausted but nico is there for him

One thing about Will is that you can always tell when he's about to break down.

It starts small. He'll still tell stupid jokes, smile your way and, of course, work hard in his shifts but you can see exhaustion in his eyes.

Then, you watch as he locks himself away, running from anyone who tries to speak to him. His shifts turn awkward, his meals too.

At one point you'll notice he's not even eating, he's paying less attetion, always looking lost in something else.

And finally you'll notice the frustration.

He'll yell, cry, shake in your arms and what is there to do except accept it? That's what Nico thinks as he holds his boyfriend on a dark winter night. It's past curfew but he doesn't care, Will needs him.

Will lasted a whole week this time, a whole week without bothering others.

It had been a few months since the last war, he should be over all the deaths by now but he could still feel them. As if a bit of him died with each person he couldn't heal.

He sobs.

It's not like he himself got badly injured, everything turned out pretty good. If we don't count the occasional stab thrown at him.

(He ended up with a giant scar near his stomach, but that's a story for another day)

He cries into Nico's shirt and whispers apologies all of which and answered by the grip on his back tightening. He didn't mean for this to happen, he didn't mean to burden someone with his problems.

Especially someone like Nico. Someone who has gone through more than the average person, or even the average demigod, can imagine. Someone who has suffered and persevered, someone so brave and so tough.

Unlike Will, who with each bad thing that happens becomes increasingly more paranoid and panicked

Nico suggested he went to therapy but how would he even explain his fears without sounding downright insane? That's another problem he wasn't about to deal with.

He breaths in and out slowly, feeling his heart rate and body calm down. He doesn't look up, he can feel the too pitiful look on Nico's eyes stare him down. He knows what's he's going to say.

"Please don't..." he lets out and it sounds so desperate it almost makes him tear up again. So pathetic, so embarrassing.

Nico sighs "I understand you're scared but I think it would be for the best."

"For the best? They'll lock me in a rubber room once I say anything" he laughs and wipe away tears that have come down to his cheeks.

"At least you look good in white."

Will laughs and lightly punches Nico's shoulder.

"You're such an asshole," he mutters, though he doesn't actually mean it "literally the worst"

Nico stays quiet for a moment and Will can't tell if he should worry. He still doesn't look back, he wouldn't be the one losing this game. He wouldn't give in to the temptation of Nico's beautiful brown eyes.

They were different than any other eyes Will had ever seen before, and he's seen alot just from being a doctor, some in pretty bad shape.

Nico's are just too precious, gorgeous, almost sparkling and changing colors. Or maybe Will is just imagining it. (Gods, he's so in love)

What Nico says next is almost worse than any fucked up eye he's ever seen.

"I wish I could help you." Nico says and Will can see the words turn into a knife and stab him right in the chest. Piercing his heart. He bleeds out. He dies.

Or he wants to, at the moment, but instead he just frowns and complains.

"You don't have to do anything, I'm not your responsibility. You have other things to worry about like the work your father has been giving you or training the new campers or--"

"You're my boyfriend and I care about you" he interrupts and grabs Will's face, slowly turning it to face him "Alot"

When tears star spilling out his boyfriend's eyes, Nico panics

"Sorry! That was too much- I'll let you- uhm... do your thing"

"It's okay, Nico" Will puts his hand over the one that's gently grabbing his cheek "You're just too sweet"

"You deserve it"

"Hmmm... I don't know about that" Will exhales and closes his eyes which are now burning as an aftermath of the crying.

"Well, I do. You deserve all the sweetness in the world. All the love. All of everything good that exists" Nico presses a few kisses all over his face.

"Gods, I love you"

"I love you too, sunshine, and I'm here for you. You know that right?"

"If I didn't I wouldn't be here"

Nico kisses him, softly, in response and only pulls away to speak again.

"The city in camp jupiter has a few therapists, you could try going there if it's easier" he gets a hold of Will's hand a squeezes it as if trying to reassure him it's safe.

"I'll think about it. Deep down, I know it'd help me"

"Yeah, it's going to be okay"

With someone like Nico, someone who loves so much, cares so much, someone so sickeningly sweet, Will could believe it.

He would be okay.

(Legends say he fell asleep there. In the warmth of the embrace, feeling peace, even if for just a moment.

But who knows?)

[apollo-cant-write]

I got 4 bookmarks of my fic!!!!! 4 OF THEM!!!!!! :D

[apollo-cant-write]

It's 1am i have a history test i barely studied for first thing tomorrow morning and I'm just hoping the teacher (who has been missing all week) isnt coming because im currently too busy writing solangelo fanfic to prepare myself for the test (I'm going to fail)

[kusali]

There is no Tumblr alternative tbh. I love you all but I'm never gonna remember to post on 3,000 discord groups, I'm not gonna make a Postr or Dingus or whatever account. We all go down together

[plum-soup]

Hand in unlovableextremely irritating hand

[thatonebabybat]

Being Masc & Goth

This blog usually isn't fashion-focused, but I was thinking about alt fashion and how it's sometimes a struggle to figure out how to style things in a masc way if you're interested in darkalt fashion, but you don't want to go too casual or basic with it. So I thought I'd throw together some tips, link some DIYs, and maybe throw in a few moodboards. I want to preface this with one thing: You do NOT have to adhere to traditional gender roles. Fuck anyone who tells you that you do. If you're a guy and you want to get into alt fashion don't let anyone tell you that you can't pull off a skirt or a dress or a strappy top. Literally the whole point of being alt is Doing Whatever The Hell You Want Forever. However, not everyone feels comfortable in that (I made this post because I'm transmasc and sometimes the long gothic dresses make me dysphoric), and not everyone is safe to do that ( as much as it sucks ass, if you live in a conservative area sometimes it can be genuinely dangerous for guys to wear makeup and dresses in public, and your safety should always come first), so I thought I'd lay out some tips on how to dress alt and masc from my own experience. I'm still learning so feel free to leave your own advice in the replies or reblogs! General Styling Tips: - Jackets. Jackets, jackets, jackets. Something about a big jacket always seems to give an outfit a more masc energy, and adding a cool jacket to an outfit can be a great way to elevate it and add some extra visual interest. I like black blazers, leather jackets, and black denim jackets in particular, but vests (formal menswear ones or more casual denim or leather ones) can work well too, especially in hot weather. - Any basic black pair of jeans will look 100x more alt if you loosely attach some chains to the pockets or belt loops. Also, pants with wider legs tend to look more masc than tighter fits. not sure why. Slacks can also be a really good and underrated option. - If you want to find good headwear, cool sunglasses have never failed me. You may be able to take some inspiration from Ouji fashion as well, but that's just my personal taste. - If you have a basic piece around, you can add pins, patches, safety pins, etc for a more casual look, or if you're going for something more formal, trims and lace details and embroidery can really add interest and elegance to it. (if you can't sew, you can order iron-on embroidered patches online or find them in craft stores that'll do the trick just fine.) This can take your pair of slacks or plain black blazer and turn it into a piece of formal gothic menswear you can make a staple of your wardrobe. - Find inspiration in your favorite goth artists. There's a lot of really cool goth music out there and a lot of those bands get really innovative with their looks! Figure out what you like about their style and try incorporating a few things in, it's fun! - If you have an alt wardrobe already but it just seems like something's missing or it could use some interest, try switching up the silhouettes or adding an extra layer! Seriously, don't be scared of playing with textures and sleeve shapes! I see a lot of dudes who just wear a band tee and a pair of jeans all the time, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, that can be a great look! But I think a lot of dudes just genuinely think that that's their only option and that everything else just "wasn't made for them" and that makes me a little sad. shred up some shirts and layer them, wear some bell sleeves, throw some extra safety pins or studs on, have fun! No one said masc fashion couldn't be fun. Unisex/Masc DIY Videos I Found:

... And Some Inspiration!

[These are all goth music artists, I wrote the band/artist names in small text on the images that were not already watermarked for those who are curious]

[anarkissa]

Some further thoughts from my personal corner of gothy aesthetics:

Cargo trousers are your friends. They often have wide sleeves, the pockets help give an alt vibe (though admittedly more industrial than goth), and if you put in a keychain or something they will pass nicely as gothwear.

A fishnet top or bondage harness can transform a normal t-shirt into someone gothier: just put your fishnet thing or harness on top of the shirt, and it stops being a regular shirt.

Don't be afraid of things wearing out; turn holes into decor by either by putting a patch on top of them, or sew different-coloured fabric behind the hole for a different look.

[rattusrattus3]

If I may add ! (Slightly more punk but still many things apply)

These two are new to me but also do some great diy content highly reccomend

And you can’t go wrong with Reptil !

https://youtu.be/JFCCfSNZzVo?si=ki-pawldfMqyDOCM (I just picked a random video but his whole channel is a treasure trove! Same with the other two, lots to watch :-)

[the-zenith-calls]

sorry about your boyfriend. yeah he’s trapped in windows 95. you are also trapped in windows 95

[gaudygreebles]

Get jolly with it

[frost-faerie]

my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called "tumblr trending tab" 😳 you'll be zonked out of your gourd💯

me: yeah whatever. i don't feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude i swear i just saw DnP and Percy Jackson trending

my buddy phoenix wright pacing: almost Christmas means it wasn't Christmas

[nyaagolor]

Everyone talks about how silly Ace Attorney is but only ever mentions the parrot and the Almost Christmas thing, so here’s a few highlights of insane shit that happens in Ace Attorney that I personally adore:

The famous orca defendant from Phoenix’s first case after disbarment turns out to be the secret sibling of another orca… who was also falsely accused of murder

The final case of what is widely considered one of the best games in the series involves a clown crushing the president of fantasy Hong Kong to death with a hot air balloon. The president turns out to be a body double who replaced the original president 15 years prior. This is all taken completely seriously

The inciting incident of effectively the entire series was an episode of cupcake wars that went really, REALLY poorly

The plot of the most recent mainline game is “what if defense attorneys were systematically oppressed by the government”

The main character gets hit by a car in one of the cases and walks it off. He does sprain his ankle though

Two separate characters can summon butterflies in court and make their scarves levitate. They have literally no relation to each other and this inexplicable telekinesis is never mentioned by the cast even once

A major plot point in one of the cases is someone tying a corpse to the end of a rope and then pendulum swinging them across a bridge so aggressively they get launched 30 feet into the air on the other side. This is fully animated and you get to watch it happen no less than 4 times

[nekokat14]

About the car thing, he was actually hit by the car, flew 30 feet through the air, and hit his head with a metal pole. He still only sprained his ankle.

The main character falls 40 feet from a burning bridge, into a river notorious for drowning people and sweeping them away to never be seen again, and emerges with only a cold.

The main character frequently has boiling hot coffee launched at his head, and absolutely nobody ever addresses it, other than the main character once saying he's glad the burns were only superficial.

In one case, the murderer literally blackmailed everyone except the main character. The judge was paid off, the prosecutor was threatened, and the main character decides to BLACKMAIL THE MURDERER BACK. AND IT WORKS.

The main character has swallowed a necklace containing a glass bottle with trace amounts of literal poison, but the bottle was too big to swallow, so the main character decided to chew the glass bottle into literal pieces. How he managed to survive this was never addressed.

I will not be getting into the weird possession of someone being possessed in here. It was insane and I cannot explain it even given 5 paragraphs to do so.

The main character and his assistant were cornered in the records room of the police station by the prosecutor/murderer, tased with a 40k volt taser, mugged for all their evidence the murderer did it, and both passed out. This was never addressed. They were in a POLICE STATION.

might add more later idk

[officialspec]

do you want to know what she sees when she looks at you?

[u3pxx]

im like simultaneously understimulated AND overstimulated right neow . hell aint other people, It's whatever THIS state is