#iason

[duckinpink]

There Ithacans <3 (previous here)

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[hlblng]

"Come, my heart, put on your armour" - Euripides' Medea

Medea sits on the porch of her house in Corinth after killing her children, in a short moment of contemplation, waiting for the arrival of Iason and her final triumph over him. She is the Deus ex Machina in her own play. She doesn't need a god to intervene on her behalf, she is half-god herself.

The Medea of Euripides is probably one of my favourite plays of all time with Medea being one of my favourite characters ever put on stage. Euripides is a master of the pyschological thriller and the portrait he paints of Medea the child-killer, Medea the witch, Medea the wronged woman, Medea the hated foreigner, is still so modern and so topical, even now almost 2500 years later.

[galusandmalus]

Okay but I genuinely feel your pain of there being no posts for a certain figure

I went looking for Dardanus in tags and got to the bottom and half of them weren’t even about him, just mentioning lineage, and like 2 posts (other than mine) finding him interesting

I got to the bottom and immediately said I need to fix that lol

Like Hippodamia is gaining more attention, Iasion I feel like is weird because he’s definitely seen (when with Demeter) but also isn’t talked about? Like people forget like with Amphitrite.

Then again, I never go through this because I don’t check tags lol I just post

iasion is SUPER STRANGE< like look how popular hades and persephone are like youd think you can fit demeters bf in there or persephones brothers and sisters like imagine if this dude raised persephone, her stepdad, then he dies and persephone goes to the underworld, yeah the story of hades and persephone is horryfing but this could bring alot of much needed levity

[lkiinn]

so…I have reviewed this legend again and I urgently needed to do a sketch of Iason Mink...

[deathlessathanasia]

Libanios' Progymnasmata. Speech in Character 17: What words would Medea say when Jason is marrying another woman?

(1) Now I wish that the dragon were here along with the bulls, so that I could stand beside them with the Thessalian and be judged. O Jason, the husband of another woman after me, and the fleece, and Apsyrtus! Someone dances at the wedding, making fun of my situation. Another jumps for joy, laughing at me: “What does a barbarian woman have to do with Argives?” Yet another, being smitten by Dionysus, embraces me as I cry and bothers my ears, whispering that he instead of Jason is holding me. (2)And I pass over in silence the race of the gods against which he has committed impiety by often swearing on them. In the land of the Scythians he swore on Artemis; on the sea, on Poseidon; in Greece, on Athena and Olympian Zeus. He calls all of them the best—how, I do not know—gods; for he has cried out to many of them in lying to me. Look, he is acting unfairly toward them, and toward me, and toward his children. (3) You await, O Thessalian, the evening of your desire; I watch for this, too, as one favorable for murders. You dream of the bridal chamber and the wedding fire; I, too, of the sword and the Hephaestian crown. You are eager to light the torch to the Cyprian; I, too, your bride to your Love. As a thank-offering greater than what I have given, I give you tears. (4) The chariot of dragons stands ready. After my bold act I will flee on high. And I will ennoble the women of a single marriage and make the self-controlled man the norm in Greece; for I will show husbands, through fear of my story, that they should not wish to love other women, but should hold as their lawful wives right up until death those whose bloom of virginity they also defiled.

[moonlight-dreams912]

🏛️Elpis of Ithaca — Backstory

TW: MENTION OF CHILD EXPLOITATION / IMPLIED SA / IMPLIED ED

Origin: From the region near Ephyra, now a palace servant in Ithaca

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Elpis was born into a simple but warm household. Her father, a kind-hearted weaver with rough hands and a quiet laugh, loved her dearly. He called her “my little star” and always sang to her while working.

Until she was twelve, he was her entire world.

Then—illness.

A slow death.

Too slow for peace. Too fast for a child to prepare.

After his funeral, a bitter feud broke out between her mother and her father’s family—accusations of infidelity, shame, inheritance disputes. Her mother, enraged and scared, grabbed Elpis and fled.

But she left behind Elpis’s little brother—six years old.

Elpis screamed, begged to stay with him. Her mother refused.

She never saw him again.

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Fleeing her in-laws with no coin, no shelter, and no plan, Elpis’s mother turned desperate—and then calculating.

She realized what Elpis could earn.

At 13, Elpis was sold to a brothel. Not once, not twice. Over and over.

Not just her body—her voice, her kindness, her innocence.

Everything was bartered. Everything had a price.

And the woman who bore her took the cut.

Elpis forgot what love felt like. But she never forgot her brother’s face.

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When she was 20, a wealthy noblewoman visiting the brothel noticed her gentleness—not as a seductress, but as a girl with soft hands and quiet eyes. The woman pulled strings, paid high, and purchased her not as a concubine—but as a servant for Queen Penelope in Ithaca.

To Elpis, it felt like another sale. But what waited for her was not chains.

It was Galene.

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Galene was 18 then—already training as Penelope’s second hand. She met Elpis the moment she arrived: a gaunt, long-haired girl with bruises under her skin and silence in her bones.

Galene gave her food, blankets, rules and advice.

Then, a pair of shears.

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“Do you want to cut it off?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s do it.”

Elpis’s hair fell away. A piece of her old life went with it.

Over the next four years, Galene helped her regain strength—fed her well, got her working in the palace laundry and herb room, taught her how to walk without shrinking.

She grew fuller, sturdier, like the other palace women.

By 25, she became a picture of beauty by Ithacan standards—round cheeks, strong hips, kind hands.

But her eyes stayed soft, as if she’s always remembering something far away.

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The Olive Branch Tattoo

• Location: Her collarbones, etched like gentle vines curling along the bone.

• Design: A simple olive branch—hand-drawn, imperfect, alive.

• Meaning: Safety. Growth. Home.

“When I got here, I saw olive trees everywhere.

They looked like they could survive anything.

I wanted one on me.”

She did most of the tattoo herself, using soot and careful cuts.

Lysandra helped steady her hand. It was the first time she’d chosen what to mark her body with.

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Hidden Marks

She has other tattoos—older ones.

Placed behind her left thigh, low enough to hide under tunics.

They were not her choice.

“Unless we’re in the common baths… you might see them.

But I won’t explain.”

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Character mentioned in the story:

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Hearts before the arrow - it's a game/ visual novel, that is momentarily being created by @messymoonmad

[moonstruckdraws]

Reading up on Carmanor (Karmanor) idk my brain will auto write whichever sticks, and I’m thinking of Iasion’s reincarnation again. I know the versions he lives a long time and Demeter gets concerned with his old age, so he dies anyway, but with him being elevated to godhood (as a deified mortal) makes it a lil confusing to me? Maybe I just don’t fully understand it lol. Anyway, the way mortals get deified varies. With Iasion, his mother is Elektra (Elektra and Zeus if you go with that parentage) yet he’s one of the cases of being a mortal demi-god basically. As I’m reading Karmanor, I gained a thought:

since Iasion (Karmanor) is the wife (consort) of Demeter, and mortals can become Gods by proxy of marriage, that’d be the easiest way to make him a God. However, since Iasion always dies (electrocution or age) but Karmanor’s death isn’t stated to happen, I’m going to make the assumption that Karmanor isn’t a demi-god mortal like Iasion (I think that’s safe to conclude—) and is just a full demi-god with immortality. So this is where my brain makes the disconnect of the two of em

So in my interpretation, I made it like this: Iasion, instead of being married to Demeter, is her consort up until he dies (regardless of which version I use). Upon his revival as a gift from Persephone to her mother, the two get married, and Iasion is lifted up to Godhood; therefore, all the children Karmanor has with Demeter are born from Iasion and Demeter upon his revival

Oh and maybe Iasion changes his name/gets Karmanor as a title or something idk (i don’t want to say epithets because i know it’ll be wrong to use it like that, maybe?? I think?? I mean Pallas Athena— I’m just not gonna chance it right now lol)

[bcowlick]

Me: Hmm, i wonder what kind of symbols i could give to Iason....

Me: -Does a quick google search-

Google:

Me: Bindweed? Lets search that!

Me: Oh my fucking god, Wheat is one of Demeter's sacred crops don't do this to me, no, no. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BINDWEED GROWS ALONG SIDE WITH WHEAT, NO!

And that's how i died