#icarus*

[teawiththegods]

Icarus Followers

This list features worshipers, followers, and devotees of Icarus. If you would like to be added to the list please feel free to comment on this post or send me an ask. If you don’t see one of your Hellenic deities featured on the masterpost send me an ask and I’ll be sure to make one for them!

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@halcybean

@witchcraft-and-honey

[fadedbronzeandwitheredgarlands]

Icarus, son of Daedalus who flew too close to the sun on wings of wax and feathers

[ghoulluck]

Julien checks her waist band for her gun. She shifts her weight in her beaten pair of running shoes as she makes her way to Indy's and Ryan's room. It's good to have a space of her own after so many years. It makes her feel like she can breathe without breathing in one of the West-Moores. 

She knocks when she arrives, holding her breath and hoping -- hoping really that maybe they don't answer it, that she can go run alone, that she can get angry and cry by herself somewhere in the desert like surroundings. To her dismay, Ryan's groggy voice chimes out, "Yeah?" 

No such luck. 

She opens the door to find the other on her back, her arm over her face and with the little german shepard by her side. He's still a little lethargic, although he's been coming around an awful lot lately under their care. She comes to sit at Ryan's side and jostles the puppy who doesn't like it and goes to sit around the solider's head with a soft simper. She loves him, honestly -- she loves seeing Icarus with Ryan more. He brings the solider to herself. 

She leans heavily on her arm as the solider looks at her from under their arm in silence, waiting to be informed. Julien's fingers flick across Ryan's arm to bring it down, "I just wanted to check in before I went out for a run." She wonders were Indy is and she hears the shower going. Before she can watch her own mouth, she quietly comments that maybe Ryan should shower too, that it could help with the aches and pains. The solider's arm comes back over her eyes to block some of the light out with a light sound of disagreement. 

"Did you take your medication yet?" She realizes this is the wrong person to ask and that becomes an ugly pit in her stomach, "I'll just ask Indy really quick." Without thinking, yet again, she pecks Ryan's forehead like she's done a million times, like Indy does all the time-- He says it grounds Ryan, she's not so sure, on the other hand, Julien does it because she enjoys it and it makes her feel close to the other. She's always been an outsider intruding her entire life. 

She gets up and puts her ear to the cracked door way, "Hey, Indy?" She hears the shower curtain open and she's more then content to imagine him naked. "Did you give Ryan her injection and medication?" She hears his thick swallow, "Uh, no." She sighs a little, "I'm gonna do that and then go for a run?" The water shuts off immediately. Julien's eyes shut. She feels like a prisoner some days. Running was her only escape. 

A towel draws out a metallic sound as it's taken from the rack. He comes, making the hot steam of the shower filter through the room and she doesn't want to look at him. "Is there a problem?" she asks as she crosses her arms as if she's trying to protect herself from his firm 'no way in hell are you going out there.' 

"No, just-- be safe. I can do it." 

For once she's relieved and takes in a sharp breath when she realized she had been too anxious for his answer or denial. "Show me where you keep her stuff now." She is more then happy to do this. She leads him back to her room and she digs through her bag to find the medication before he swallows her up in a crushing hug that she didn't realize she needed. He's perceptive of emotional things. He's always seemed to pick up on moods and honestly, he's good at reading body language. Or maybe just her's and Ryan's. 

She's off the ground for a full minute, her arms wrapped around his neck as she cries just a little bit over Priscilla and Lily. It's almost worse then loosing Eddie. There's not photos. There's no proof that Eddie every existed, not in her context with Julien -- there's nothing left of any of that and it hurts. There's no more proof of their love. He lets her down and he kisses her forehad as she wipes at her wet eyes and nose. 

"Take adolf, take your gun." She nods and he stops her again to clasp her head in between his big hands, "You okay?" She shakes her head, "I will be. Give Ryan a big kiss for me when you stick the needle in her, okay?" It was a good method of distracting the solider from the thick needle. He nods in agreement as he claps her pink baseball cap on her head as she bends to grab the blue case and some medications to help with the muscle tension and seizures. 

"Make sure she eats. No caffeine. One pill of each bottle." He gives a mirthless smile. "I appreciate what you do for me and Ry." It's his way of acknowledging how deep the loss runs. "Just get me booze if you really mean it," she tells him with a touch to the name on his chest as she breaks away. 

They both know all the dancing on ice has to do with the one important thing they have in common. Ryan.

[ghoulluck]

Icarus had his face pressed flat against Ryan’s throat. His fuzzy ears were nestled neatly on either side of her face with her knees drawn up to sort of cacoon the puppy. It was dumb but it made indy feel those butterflies of a job well done. He sat down cautiously, reaching out to pet Ryan’s side heavily before kicking off his boots. 

That dog had cost him three jobs. He laid back a little and she seemed to know where he was because she curled into his side. Indy opened up his arm and put his hand on top of her head to feel the scar there with his thumb. He turned his Nose to her hairline and blinked his eyes closed. It made him nostalgic for when she wasn’t so heavy. 

He snorted a little and the puppy pawed him to stop breathing in his ear.

[ghoulluck]

The cat gives a quizzical meow as Indy gets down on his hands and knees to search for Icarus. "Not now," he tells Priscilla, who only seems more perplexed by the dark man's answer. She sits down, swishing her tail, her blue eyes searching the room for what he is missing. When Indy hears a scream, followed by a clatter, the dogs start raising hell and run up the stairs.

He manages to get ahead of them. Julien is in the tub, but so is Icarus. Her phone is face down in a puddle of pink water and soap. He doesn't register the situation until he's picked the electronic up and assessed her phone. It's gone for good. "I'll text your dad to tell him I'm taking you to go buy a new one." He however texted his sister first that Icarus had broken Julien's phone. He took a brief picture of the dog sitting in the tub with a pile of high pink bubbles sparkling between his too big, too perky ears.

Lily and Adolf seem put out that the baby has stolen quite a bit of attention.

"You okay?" She looked like she had been crying. Or maybe that was just the impression he got every day from her. It was hard to tell since really that seemed to be maybe her face. It occured to him he needed to leave and he reached over to try to grab the slippery pup. Icaurs ended up upside down in his arms. Julien just laughed a little as she neared the edge to give the dog a kiss. Icarus gave her a kiss back and he wiggled incessinatly to try to get back into the tub.

"Okay, m'leaving. You're coming with me."

Priscilla appeared at the doorway, her tail elegantly curled around her and her big blue eyes studying Indy shuffle out. The cat looked at Julien and she walked in to daintily pick her way around the mess to greet her owner. The cat got a single kiss to the top of her head.

Julien had moved into Eddie's old room. Her sister had made it clear she wasn't returning and had no intent on staying on speaking terms with them while she went through what Edmund described as a mourning period. She reached out to touch the silvery sage walls before sitting in her white bed. She kept most things like Eddie had it. She was comforted by the smell of her sister's dior perfume.

She sat in her pink towel for a long time, staring at the mirror of the vanity and studying herself. She wasn't sure who she really looked like anymore. She pulled on a shirt and some long socks to curl up in bed in the corner with her pretty white kitty. She put her head on Priscilla as she mimicked the way the other curled up. She wanted to be small.

A hesitant weight joined the bed and she expected to find Zedd, but found Paulina instead feeling her cheeks. She closed her eyes and she shyly found herself advancing on the older woman to be held. Paulina didn't talk much english, in fact, the pretty older woman hardly said anything at all. Paulina leafed her delicate gold plated nails through her hair. The sensation of nails on her scalp made her tired.

Paulina missed Coté.

She put a hand on the back of the girl's head as she leaned back into the bed. She gently hushed the pink haired teen while trying to keep her own tears at bay. She tucked Julien's hair behind her ear, touching her drooping lids to feel the moisture under the surprising red frosted lashes. She placed a kiss of comfort, the kiss leaving a mark of gold on the girl's skin before dissolving into Julien's skin to darken her faint freckles. The teenager seemed sedated.

She pet the pretty kitty's back when the cat came to sit in Julien's lap.

[arrogantbullyingtoerag]

❝❞ ellie/icarus lol, ✉ ellie/icarus lololol, ♋ also ellie/icarus lolololol, ☢ violet/jamison, ☾ violet/jamison.

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded (Icarus → Ellie)

[text] I asked for your opinion because I value it. Not because you’re intelligent but because you’re unafraid of it. You don’t play dumb in fear of intimidating those around you. You don’t censor yourself. I don’t place stock in much, but I do in what you tell me. Maybe that’s the problem. I trust you.

send ✉ for a un fucking sent text (Icarus → Ellie)

[text] It’s more than just sex for me.

send ♋ for a fucking sext (Icarus → Ellie)

[text] I won’t say a word.[text] I promise.[text] Even if my mouth isn’t otherwise occupied, you’ll be making enough noise for the both of us.

send ☢ for a fucking drunken text (Jamison → Violet)

[text] Why d id they name me after this shit,?[text] it tastes better wiht ou here

send ☾ for a good fucking night text (Jamison → Violet)

[text] Can I see you tomorrow?

[arrogantbullyingtoerag]

lmao humour me do the meme for ellie and icarus.

Who’s more dominant: Ellie lmao.

Who’s the cuddler: I mean neither??? That’s not really what they’re about. Although if I had to pick, I would say Icarus. He’s much more in need of affection and intimacy than he pretends to be.

Who’s the big spoon/little spoon: Icarus would be big, hands down.

What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Debating. Not arguing, necessarily. But cleverly and stubbornly putting their points forward in other to persuade the other. It’s a game of wits and they’re both very good.

Who uses all the hot water: They both do. They’re both in the shower lol.

Most trivial thing they fight over: Who gets to pay for dinner.

Who does most of the cleaning: Ellie, I would say. She’s a very has-her-shit-together sort of person. She likes her life to be in order.

What has a season pass on their dvr/Who controls the netflix queue: Neither. They have better pursuits of the mind than television.

Who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Ellie.

Who leaves their stuff around: Icarus, more likely. 

Who remembers to buy the milk: Ellie.

Who remembers anniversaries: Ellie.

Who cooks normally: Ellie.

How often do they fight: Very often in the beginning. They’re heated and passionate and they say it like it is. Besides, neither can say no to the resultant sex. But they become more tolerant of one another as time goes on.

What do they do when they’re away from each other: They work. Both of them are invested in and passionate about what they do. They don’t need the other to function, and they shouldn’t.

Nicknames for each other: No.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner: See above. 

Who steals the covers at night: Ellie.

What would they get each other for gifts: Incredible sex??? lmao

Who kissed who first: Icarus kissed Ellie.

Who made the first move: Again, Icarus. Physically, at least.

Who remembers things: Ellie.

Who started the relationship: Ellie.

Who cusses more: Icarus.

What would they do if the other one was hurt: Kiss it better??? IDFK.

Who is the dirty talker: Both lmao.

A headcanon: SEE WHAT I WROTE TO TANYA. I can’t just make headcanons up, they have to come to me. Otherwise they feel forced and wrong.