#calypsoia

[apeironrp-blog]

hello! this is calypso aka child of helios!! c:

Come to bring a bit of LIGHT in our lives, huh? Or will you predict the FUTURE as well?

Please follow Calypso!

- MOD HADES

[excidium-blog]

@calypsoia

He was nervous. There was no way of denying that. Of course, any normal human would be nervous meeting their queen...right? 

Oh god, he was meeting his queen. 

He had not met her once during his stay at the castle, oddly enough, but as the Ace, he would have to meet her eventually. 

He heard rumors, about her kindness and how she was beautiful. But that would not help him, oh god he was so nervous. What if he messed up? What if he embarrassed himself?? 

He took a breathe in, and then let it out. She was around the corner, if his hearing was telling him correctly. Bowing as soon as she came into sight, he spoke, and prayed his voice did not let her know of his current state of mind. 

“I-it’s...n-nice...to m-meet you, Q-Queen Calypso..!”

God Dammit. 

[butterflyballad-blog]

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♣ wiping away tears

  This is the moment to be kind, soft, warm - something that she cannot manage even if her life were at stake. Sirius should be here; he would do just fine. But Freesia? Frankly, she is…unsettled, for lack of a better word. Mystified. Definitely unprepared.

  This is not where she belongs. And yet, to turn back would be a violation of some other unspoken principle (ah, since when did she keep to principles?), and so she slowly, cautiously approaches the queen. A watery gaze greets her and, for a moment, Freesia is paralyzed. The next moment, she is by Calypso’s side. Gingerly, she sits down, dragging down the monolithic bed a few extra inches.No, she certainly does not belong here, not in the royal bedroom, not by Calypso’s side, not anywhere, really - but she had looked so small and fragile alone sitting there, like a dove abandoned by its flock. Gone was the tenderhearted but poised queen of Trefle.

  Awkwardly, in some semblance of comfort, she drapes one arm over Calypso’s shoulder, and lets the other uselessly lay on her lap. “Is there any way that I may be of service?” she dares to utter, tongue heavy and dumb. In place of a reply, Calypso trembles in her arms, quivering like a windchime after a sudden gust. Freesia holds her tighter. Her actions probably don’t amount to much, but it’s all she can do.

  Hesitation restrains her unused hand, but a little guilt allows her enough freedom to lift it to Calypso’s face in order to clasp her cheek and brush away the droplets with a gloved thumb. The tears flow even stronger at the action, yet it still feels like the proper thing to do. As if to shield the queen, Freesia embraces Calypso against her.

  It’s not in her place to do such things, to say “It’ll be alright”, “The worst is over”, “I’m here”, but nonetheless, she is here and perhaps that is all that is necessary…at least, for the moment.

[butterflyballad-blog]

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I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).