"Remember my name: Fame."

( SEMI ACTIVE ) Greek Myth Roleplay Blog for Clymene: Titan Goddess of Renown and Fame 

[asoulunbound-a]

“You can’t blame me for being surprised, my love,” Pet replied, the same teasing cadence in his voice. Clymene was the only one allowed to talk to him this way outside a few chosen others. Mostly his sisters and Hyperion. “But it is a very welcome surprise, and you are right, we did work hard to make it happen.” Although he would never describe fucking his wife as work, even if it was always passionate and wild.

The Titan caressed her stomach with his thumb. Even without Rhea’s confirmation, Iapetus trusted Clymene. If she said she was pregnant, there was no reason to distrust her judgment. “I hope they will make it as easy as possible for you.” While it had gotten better with every pregnancy, he knew how much she had despised being with child, especially during the end of it. And Atlas and Menoetius had not made it easy for her. Although Menoetius had only gotten worse once he was born. Rash from the first moment. Destroying everything around him. Making his father proud. Meanwhile, Prometheus was giving his parents less trouble. One reason they thought they could handle a second child so soon. And they had gotten better with every child, too. Iapetus had never thought he would enjoy being a father as much as he did.

“I would love that. We visit Mount Othrys together next time anyone expects my presence.” He chuckled. “Disappointed our little Pro will have to wait longer for his playmate. I don’t mind putting some more hard work into it. Even if you’re pregnant already.”

[renownedtitaness]

"Perhaps truly surprised if we weren't planning another baby. But it did happen rather quickly. We work fast. Chaos, this must be how my parents are!" Clymene cried out before laughing and sticking out her tongue in childish disgust. She used to despise her parents constant pregnancies, just more children to take away attention from her. But with her own children, she had specific plans for them. Strong and powerful warriors. Chaotic titans to spread havoc and further their parents domains. They would give her more notoriety, furthering her title as a titaness.

But her selfish ambitions didn't block her from truly loving her sons. With Atlas, it took time to adjust to motherhood. And it became easier to bond and love with each of their sons. And with Iapetus as an attentive and present father, the decision for multiple offspring was simple. They were an interesting pair as parents but their children were happy and loved by the titans. As chaotic as their household was, it made them happy. Never a dull moment.

"Listen to your father. But listen to me more," Clymene affirmed, looking down to her stomach with a smirk before lifting her face to look upon her husband. She smiled at him before pressing her body against his, embracing him warmly. Her lips brushed themselves against his beard before kissing his lips, lingering there for a moment before releasing them to speak again. "Sounds like a plan. And perhaps we could convince Rhea to look after the boys for a little while? Since you plan on working extra hard! You are going to try for more, aren't you? Twins...triplets...a whole litter!" Clymene teased him as she playfully slapped his shoulder. But then her face grew serious with gentle eyes.

The titaness pondered something after considering a fourth child and she didn't believe Iapetus would argue with her on the matter. After all, it was ultimately her decision to have children in the first place. "As much as I am shocked to say this given my attitude about it when we first married, I do love having children with you, Iapetus. I never thought we'd be parents, let alone me getting pregnant in the first place. But I think this should be our last one." She suggested to him. "Four seems like a good number. I'd prefer to be able to count all our children on one hand. And none of your siblings will ever bug us about having offspring again. Besides my parents, we will have the most!"

[ames-helps]

[deforest]

EARTHA KITT & SAMMY DAVIS, JR. in ANNA LUCASTA (1958)      — dir. Arnold Laven

[captmarvcl]

Atlas (Ἄτλας) was the primordial Titan who held up the celestial sphere. He is also the titan of astronomy and navigation. Atlas and his brother Menoetius sided with the Titans in their war against the Olympians, the Titanomachy. When the Titans were defeated, many of them were confined to Tartarus, but Zeus condemned Atlas to stand at the western edge of Gaia and hold up Uranuson his shoulders, to prevent the two from resuming their primordial embrace. Thus, he was Atlas Telamon, “enduring Atlas,” and became a doublet of Coeus, the embodiment of the celestial axis around which the heavens revolve.

[renownedtitaness]

asoulunbound​:

Iapetus followed the Oceanid’s silent invitation and stepped closer into her personal space, looking down at her in arrogant amusement. “Well, firstly, there’s the business I conduct with your parents, and secondly, the range of sisters you have. I’m sure none of them would give me such a hard time getting into my bed!” He could tell that she was teasing him, and he enjoyed these little games of theirs, but he was also a proud man. He hoped she would be worth all the effort. But then, if it would turn out she wasn’t he would just let her fall and move on to the next. He might lament the useless time put into this, but he had never been one to cry over spilled milk for long.

“I think your attraction to me has muddled that pretty little brain of yours,” he continues, index finger tapping against her forehead. “I haven’t thought about you at all.” Only half true, while he hadn’t thought about her today – his mind occupied by his meeting with Oceanus – he had thought about her from time to time since their last encounter. That didn’t stop him from using such cruel language with her, though. He wasn’t one to seduce his lovers with charming words. And if Clymene wasn’t able to deal with this brutish side of him, he wasn’t for her anyway. “I think, one of your sisters saw me and told you about my presence, and you were too eager for me to simply let me leave without getting in my way!” Iapetus leaned forward and spoke those words against her lips, his own hands moving up her arms.  

  Clymene’s lips curled into a feigned offense as Iapetus brought up her sisters. Her nose scrunched up and she tilted her head, dark eyes wandering the large room before they settled on the titan again. “It’s true I have many sisters to chose from but you would be bored quickly. And something tells me you despise being bored.” She could feel the intense energy just being in Iapetus’s presence gave off and she was sure she got handle it. Most of her sisters were dull creatures and Iapetus could crush them immediately. Clymene didn’t break so easily. 

  “But if you haven’t thought of me, you would have simply ignored me right now. Instead here you are pressed against me with wandering hands.” Clymene mused with a saucy smirk on her lips. Her smirk deepened as his lips closed in on hers with his rough hands against her smooth skin. She couldn’t help enticing the titan further and as she felt his lips practically touching hers, she flicked her tongue against Iapetus’s lips. Her tongue stopped at the tip of his nose and she giggled, leaning away from him a little bit for him to follow and close the space between them again. Something a little more aggressive to tease him further and curiously awaiting for his reaction. “So tell me, might piercer…if you are so observant, tell me what my pretty little brain is thinking then.”

[asoulunbound-a]

Boredom was indeed a thing Iapetus despised in his partners. Although most of them didn’t stay with him long enough for any boredom to arrive. And Tethys and Oceanus had enough daughters for him to not stay with one longer than was required to cum and leave and still have a couple of entertaining weeks. Somehow, he felt Clymene wouldn’t feel offended about the way he viewed her sisters. “You’ve got that right, sweet nymph. And I find nothing more boring than waiting.” As much as he could enjoy a certain amount of teasing, his patience with their games was growing thin. And he was starting to wonder if she was worth all this bother.

Her words didn’t dissuade him from continuing to let his hands wander over Clymene’s body, pulling her closer to him. A chuckle escaped him as she licked his lip and nose, rolling his eyes at her antics. If anything, she was entertaining, even without sharing his bed. The grip on her hips tightened as he leaned closer. An almost impossible feat with the little space between them. “Well, my guess is, you’re thinking about how my hands would feel on your naked skin. How they would feel inside you. About my cock, splitting you open as you bounce on it.”

[renownedtitaness]

Clymene rolled her eyes playfully at the titan, extending her teasing. It was a game to her sure but her interest in Iapetus held a larger purpose for her. Some could just be satisfied with being a lover or mother of a illegitimate offspring but she wanted more. She deserved more. He was the last single first generation titan; the single titanesses could offer her nothing. If she tamed the piercer, there were no limits to her power. The status she could earn.

"Don't think of it as waiting, mighty titan. Think of it as prolonging the pleasure," Clymene mused with a soft shrug. "Because once we share a bed, it will last day and night. Multiple days! You'll never want us to stop." She added with a playful shake of her head. It was part of her plan all along. Rile him up and keep him close once she let him in. He could enjoy other nymphs and goddesses before then but after...she would be his only option.

A sharp release of her breath left her lips as his hands gripped hard on her hips. He was certainly rough but she wouldn't expect anything less from the piercer. "I'm relieved you imagine me being on top. That's where I look best. With The piercer beneath me...you'll never look better!" Clymene remarked with a sweet laugh. Given his reaction to her licking, she thought to herself with a smirk as she started so again. Her tongue smoothed itself up his jawline and she flicked his earlobe before grazing her teeth against it. "Maybe you'd like a little preview? Turn your dream into reality...but just a taste. I can't spoil you just yet." She offered him, whispering sensuously in his ear.

[alecblushed]

What is this, the last night of drama camp?

[lesoustitre]

[renownedtitaness]

@asoulunbound asked: Little Epi stomped over to his mother, wrapping his arms around her legs the moment he was close enough.

Clymene pretended she didn't hear Epimetheus stomp his way to her, not to ignore him but play a game with her youngest son. Leaving him for an extending period of time was out of the question for the titaness. He was her last baby and she wanted to treasure every moment she could with him. He thrived off of her attention and he wanted for nothing.

As she felt his touch on her legs, she stood still for a moment before she feigned a surprised look on her face. "Epi darling! Where have you been? I missed you!" She yelped before she kneeled down to grab him and squeeze him against her body. "Your father has business on the Mount today and brought Atlas and Menoetius with him. Prometheus is napping. And you know how long he sleeps! So you'll just have me for the day. What should we do, little one?" She continued before kissing the top of his head with his bushy hair.

[asoulunbound-a]

Clymene (@renownedtitaness): “I think I might be with child.”

“So soon?” It felt like only yesterday Clymene had proclaimed that their youngest Prometheus would need a playmate, and thus they should have another child. Iapetus had not argued. The process of getting his wife with child was a very pleasurable one and never something he would be opposed to. They had come far from the beginning of their marriage. Back then, he had wondered if they would ever have children at all, too selfish to share the other with anyone else. The pressure from his family and later the wish to strengthen their domains had changed their mind. And now they would have a fourth one.

The Titan stepped closer and put a hand against her still flat stomach. “Now I might be disappointed if you discover you aren’t.” Iapetus chuckled. She had not been wrong the other three times when she thought she might be with child. “Did Rhea mention something?”

[renownedtitaness]

asoulunbound​:

Clymene (@renownedtitaness): “I think I might be with child.”

“So soon?” It felt like only yesterday Clymene had proclaimed that their youngest Prometheus would need a playmate, and thus they should have another child. Iapetus had not argued. The process of getting his wife with child was a very pleasurable one and never something he would be opposed to. They had come far from the beginning of their marriage. Back then, he had wondered if they would ever have children at all, too selfish to share the other with anyone else. The pressure from his family and later the wish to strengthen their domains had changed their mind. And now they would have a fourth one.

The Titan stepped closer and put a hand against her still flat stomach. “Now I might be disappointed if you discover you aren’t.” Iapetus chuckled. She had not been wrong the other three times when she thought she might be with child. “Did Rhea mention something?”

“So soon,“ Clymene snickered at her husband with a playful shake of her head. Just a few months after Prometheus was born and she was ready for another little titan. An even amount of children seemed more practical and Prometheus would have a sibling closer to his age, a playmate...or partner in crime (they were really one in the same when it came to their family). Iapetus didn’t reject the idea but he obviously thought becoming pregnant again wouldn’t happen so fast. Did he forget the fruitful fertility of the water and sea deities? She was an full ichor titan thanks to Iapetus, but she still possessed her oceanid nature. Nothing could erase what she was born. 

  “Pet, we work so hard! With your valiant efforts and mighty spear along with the fertility I inherited from my parents, it’s a recipe for success. We’re an excellent baby making team.” Clymene chuckled as her hand sat on top of his hands above her belly. She then sweetly smiled as he joked about the possible displeasure if she wasn’t pregnant. She didn’t test her theory or asked Rhea for confirmation, but after three pregnancies, she knew how her body reacted. The signs of childbearing.  

  “No I haven’t seen Rhea recently. It’s an instinct really. I’m starting to feel like how I was expecting the boys. Not as extreme, hopefully this one will give me an easier pregnancy. But I’ll go see her soon so she can prove me right. Perhaps the next time you are expected on Othrys. You can go see Rhea together?” Clymene suggested to him. She doubted he would refuse joining her especially when he was at side her every step of the way with their sons. It would be peace of mind that she could rely on him with ease as a father to their children even before they were born. It was one of the reasons she desired more offspring after Atlas. “And disappointed if I wasn’t? What? You’d be disappointed from all of that hard work if it didn’t amount to anything?” She teased him.   

[leneemusing]

BLOOD RELATED PROMPTS

requested by my bestie 

WORDS: 

“  is that your blood?  ”

“  woah—  hold up you’re bleeding.  ”

“  your bandages— you’re bleeding through them.  ”

“  shit,  i think i pulled my stitches.  ”

“  i’ll make them bleed for this.  ”

“  a little blood never never hurt anyone.  ”

“  why the fuck is there blood on the carpet?  ”

“  your nose is bleeding.  ”

“  you can make me bleed all you want,  i’ll never scream for you.  ”

“  you don’t understand,  i had to do it.  i had to kill them.  ”

“  stop fussing— this isn’t my blood.  ”

“  i did what was necessary.  ”

“  why are you bleeding?  what happened?  ”

“  who hurt you?  why is there blood all over you?  ”

“  i think you’ll look quite pretty when you bleed.  ”

“  who did you kill?  whose blood is that?  ”

“  i’m not usually a sadistic sort of person,  but i will take pleasure in spilling your blood.  ”

“  i don’t actually enjoy killing.  it’s messy.  the blood gets everywhere.  it’s just necessary sometimes.  ”

“  it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way.  blood on snow.  the kind of thing you usually only see in stories.  ” 

“  i can’t get it off—  i can still feel it on me!  ”

“  just calm down.  breathe.  i’ll take care of this.  ”

“  hold still— you’ve got blood on your face.  ”

“  why is there blood on your knife?  ”

“  oh,  it’s just a little bit of blood.  don’t nutsack out.  ”

“  i’m going to drain every ounce of your blood.  nice and slow.  like you deserve.  ”  

“  i’ll kill anyone who ever makes you bleed again.  ”

“  your/their blood is just too pretty to keep inside.  ”

“  there’s something fascinating about blood.  it’s captivating. ”

“  blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb.  ”

“  you made me bleed on my shirt—  i fucking loved this shirt!  ”

“  leave me alone,  it’s shark week and i got blood on my sheets.  ”

“  should i be concerned about why there’s blood in the sink?  ”

“  do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood?  ”

ACTIONS: 

[ ALONE ]  for sender to show up on receiver’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ ARRIVE ] for receiver to show up on sender’s doorstep covered in blood. 

[ CLEANSE ] for sender to find receiver trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ DISCOVER ] for receiver to find sender trying to clean blood off themselves. 

[ AID ] for sender to help receiver clean blood off themselves. 

[ ERASE ] for receiver to help sender clean blood off themselves. 

[ ESCAPE ] for sender to find receiver after they’ve killed someone. 

[ SEEN ] for receiver to find sender after they’ve killed someone. 

[ HELP ] for sender to clean up the aftermath of receiver’s crime. 

[ ACCEPT ] for receiver to clean up the aftermath of sender’s crime. 

[ FOUND ] for sender to discover receiver covered in blood. 

[ EXPOSE ] for receiver to discover sender covered in blood. 

[ ATTACK ] for sender to stab or shoot receiver. 

[ WOUNDED ] for receiver to stab or shoot sender. 

[ BROKE ] for sender to punch receiver hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ INJURE ] for receiver to punch sender hard enough their nose bleeds. 

[ WITNESS ] for sender to see receiver get hurt enough to bleed.  

[ WATCH ] for receiver to see sender get hurt enough to bleed. 

[ RETALIATE ] for sender to make receiver’s attacker bleed. 

[ DEFEND ] for receiver to make sender’s attacker bleed. 

[ SURVIVE ] for sender to realize receiver is bleeding after getting through a fight. 

[ FABRIC ] for receiver to realize sender is bleeding after getting through a fight. 

[yocalio]

The Mummy Returns (2001) Dir. Stephen Sommers

[thewinedarksea]

goddesses: peitho

peitho was the goddess or personified spirit of persuasion, seduction, and charming speech. she was a handmaiden and herald of the goddess aphrodite.

[oldnectaric]

all of her suggestions were thoughtful and reasonable. he should have been able to choose any one of them and make peace with it. but despite her reassurance and the wealth of choices before him, nothing felt right. the way forward was obscured to him, like the stars on a stormy night. too long had he lived in isolation, away from the rest of the world, from the gods, observing the stars in hopes he might find peace.

but he was tired of being alone, loathe as he was to admit it. so olympus then? or epimetheus? or perhaps the palace where menoetius resided, too?

"i suppose, whatever i choose, it needn't be permanent." atlas said after a prolonged silence, dark gaze focused on something just over his mother's shoulder, out of sight. "who knows -- perhaps olympus will be good for me. at least i'll be entertained, right?"

[renownedtitaness]

“It's something to try at least. You have boundless options if Olympus isn't right for you. Although, I may have been too quick to say I would be a neighbor. Talking about permanent things and all,” She mused as her eyes roamed around before settling back on Atlas. “With your father back and us seemingly together as a family again, I've been reconsidering my role here on Olympus. Your father isn't a fan of me being Hera's handmaiden and I don't know how much longer I will continue to be so. I guess the both of us are considering our positions and residency.” She ended with a chuckle.

“But don't you dare bring this up with your father and brothers. I'm still debating about this.” She demanded as she pointed a firm finger toward Atlas. She relaxed her face and sat her hand on the edge of the arm rest. “Did it surprise you I became one of Hera's handmaidens?”

[we-are-knight]

[oldnectaric]

atlas gripped the head of his cane a little tighter, making the last few steps across the open terrace towards his mother. though he refused to let the discomfort show, each step jostled his aching back, and it was with silent relief that he sank into the chair opposite clymene. "good afternoon, mater." he spoke softly, head bobbing once in acknowledgement. atlas had never been one for affection. "i assume you have heard the news. i have been invited to live on olympus -- there is even a house waiting for me, if i want it."

he ran a hand across his face and sighed -- though his anger towards the olympians had long since faded, atlas had always made a point to keep his distance. out of shame or frustration, he was not sure. "what do you think i should do?"

@renownedtitaness

[renownedtitaness]

  While the sight of her eldest son was a welcome one, watching him hide his struggle after years of punishment saddened Clymene. But also angered her. He was endurance personified. The leader of the Titan army. Did he not suffer enough already? “Always so proper, Atty.” She teased him after he sat down. Atlas’s assumption was correct: she had already heard the news circling around the Mount about his possible residency. He could see it on his face he didn’t make a decision yet and it created conflict.

  To say the least. 

  “On the bright side, we’ll be neighbors. You’ll at least have someone on the damn Mount who loves you.” Clymene offered him with a teasing smile as she leaned in to gently push his knee. “Epimetheus refused to live here...even with my insistent pestering centuries ago. But he was really never made for opulence...or company that wasn’t animals. But I don’t think he would refuse you a place at his farm. Or else, I’ll have some strong words for him.” She mused as she leaned back into place. “There is our palace still. Your true home. I’ve had it maintained so it was ready for whenever any of you returned. And it’s nice to get away from here every once in a while. You have options, Atty.”

[jesssicaday]

HANNAH SIMONE as CECE PAREKH in NEW GIRL season four, episode three ‘julie berkman’s older sister’

[lucifer-chloe]