too close to the sun .

[wingswaxen]

he knew it was worth it to try, just to touch the sun once. a private and selective blog for icarus, the free spirit of hades ii and original mythologies. written by cryptid.

✧ note: currently replaying hades, and working through the early access of hades ii. i will try to keep spoilers to a minimum.

flying with:

✧ carrd. ✧ prompts.

[wingswaxen]

hi, hello. apologies for vanishing, and for not being active on this blog/writing like i've wanted to do. but with everything happening in my life, i don't have time for more than two blogs. so, i'll eventually be moving icarus to my multi.

[wingswaxen]

just going to make a new one since it'll be easier, but if you'd like a short starter. . .

[wingswaxen]

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

ordinary things that feel intimate.

a voice says that his feet have touched the ground for too long. go, it demands. go! spread your wings, and fly! there’s work to do, yeah? and it’s right. there’s plenty of work to do, but the moment he decides to do it is a moment too late. 

@cthonymph rests her head on his shoulder. ( exhaustion has settled deep, hasn’t it? he feels it, too. ) they should part ways – her to accomplish her task, and him to fend off the forces that try to plague the lands above. he doesn’t have the heart to move her, though.

“ need a rest, yeah ? ” said with a chuckle that he doesn’t feel, but he doesn’t dare ruin their solace. “ now’s as good as ever, i say. just. . . watch the wings, meli. they have a mind of their own. ”

[anniyell]

death from above

[wingswaxen]

i promise that i still live. life has just been throwing me a lot of curveballs, and i've needed a break. ❤

[wingswaxen]

"i'm headed to the hot springs. ...would you care to join me for a soak?" (for that Thing we talked about?)

unprompted.

he wishes confidence were like tinkering. it’d be so simple if he could hammer out a dent there, or resketch a flaw here. it isn’t, and he’s left looking like a fool. 

“ me ? ” he asks because he needs the time. a moment to think and piece together a response that wouldn’t sound absolutely horrid to @cthonymph’s ears. ( all he can hear is the rushing of wind and the crashing of waves and – ) he looks down with nothing more than a phantom grin on his face, saying, “ you know i’d love to, meli, but. . . ”

he’ll leave soon. spread his wings and return to skies above, and who knows when they’ll next see each other. does he really want to leave like this?

“ i. . . might spare a moment, or two. i think i could use a moment to clear my head anyway, yeah ? ”

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together

[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair

[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it

[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind

[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing

[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing

[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces

[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off

[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair

[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders

[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle

[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen

[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them

[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together

[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste

[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too

[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them

[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them

[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver

[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking

[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different

[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house

[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing

[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it

[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar

[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face

[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair

[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds

[tewwor-moving]

The voice is new, different but.. Not. Something pulls dust covered memories off their shelves in his mind. Down they clatter, open-faced, for his present thoughts to scour. It can’t be... But it is.

The moment he lifts those tired eyes to the speaker, Daedalus is confronted with a vision. One he’s wished to find for what feels like eons — “Icarus?” Every ounce of the bottled resignation bleeds free from his voice. All that’s left is a father that’s longed to see his son. "Is that.." Pause. The glint of something just behind his son catches his gaze. "Are.. those?"

[wingswaxen]

icarus remembers how it felt to be alive. the dizzying vision. the pounding heart. the constricting throat and lungs that made it difficult to breathe, and the shaking relief that came with the first exhalation.

they’re phantom sensations to icarus these days, but if he were alive, he thinks this is the moment when he’d feel that relief. until his father says his name, and the tightness returns.

“ wings. ” the simplest of topics. the most familiar of topics. their work gives them equal footing, and icarus can focus on the sculpted metal easier than the look on his father’s face. “ my wings. they were inspired by yours, of course. how couldn’t they be ? but i made a few changes and. . . ”

his rambling slows. his wings are pulled close. “ father, i. . . i didn’t think. . . ”

[sashthesloth]

Casual conversations from before

[wingswaxen]

been talking about icarus' dnd/bg verse and i'm absolutely keeping him as an undead warlock/artificer. but, anyway. . .

he'd be an artillerist. most useful when fighting from a distance ( or in the air )

his most prized possession and creation are his wings. an improved version of. . . well, he doesn't like to talk about it

if set during the events of baldur's gate, he's a random encounter that can be triggered during a battle. he's there to help, promise

[wingswaxen]

update: he has a patron and it's awful

[wingswaxen]

just going to make a new one since it'll be easier, but if you'd like a short starter. . .

[forestlore]

“may I never lose that terror that keeps me brave”

— Audre Lorde, from The Black Unicorn: Poems; “Solstice” (via luthienne)

[dreamersource]

EPIC: THE CIRCE SAGA. roleplay starters of jorge rivera-herrans' 4th ep of epic: the musical. feel free to edit according to scenario / pronouns.

PUPPETEER.

i have something that i must confess.

until it is said, i cannot rest.

go make sure this [ place ] is secure.

there's only so much left we can endure.

whatever you need to say can wait some more.

[ name ], back so soon?

by the gods, what happened to you?

inside we heard a voice.

nothing could prepare us for thе power that awaited inside.

what did this [ place ] hide?

since we left home we've faced a variety of foes from a wide range of places.

we are weak to a power like this.

what was it?

she had us in just two words.

come inside.

damn...

go ahead and rest wherever you like.

i got you.

don't worry, [ name ]'s got you now.

let me bring you all something to eat.

she changed them!

the world does not tend to forgive.

i'm not a player, i'm a puppeteer.

we have to go save them.

let's just cut our losses, you and i, and let's run.

i can hardly sleep now knowing everything we've done.

there's no length i wouldn't go if it was you i had to save.

i can only hope you'd do the same.

i can hear her still and her voice deceives.

this is the price we pay to love.

WOULDN'T YOU LIKE.

i must say what a brilliant speech you gave.

who goes there?

a foe like [ name ] is not to be messed with.

you wanna beat [ pronoun ]?

wouldn't you like a taste of the power?

wouldn't you like to use more than words?

wouldn't you like to have some of thе magic?

wouldn't you like your outcome prefеrred?

she can turn you into an animal that'll end up on her plate.

she can conjure up a monster that'll grind you to the bones.

all you need’s imagination.

don’t thank me, friend. you very well may die!

DONE FOR.

i hope that i've been misinformed.

we seldom get a warm welcome.

did you do something to them?

all i did was reveal their true forms.

i don't know who you are nor why you're here.

i've got people to protect.

i'm not taking chances.

if you makе one wrong move, then you're done for.

i could put a spell on you and you're done for.

you better cower now and flee.

[ name ] gave it to you, didn't he?

okay, fine, yes, but regardless.

you and i are now evenly matched.

our fates are intertwined, they're attached.

you've made your one wrong move, now you're done for.

the last time we let strangers live, we faced a heavy loss.

everyone's true colours are revealed in acts of lust.

i'm not sure i follow.

THERE ARE OTHER WAYS.

there are other ways of persuasion.

there are other modes of control.

there are other means of deceit.

there are other roads to the soul.

there are other actions of passion.

you have so much left to learn.

show me that you're willing to burn.

there is so much power, but there's no puppet here.

forgive me.

back at home, my wife awaits for me.

she is my everything, my [ name ].

it's been twelve long years.

the god of tides is out to end my life.

so i beg you, [ name ], grant us mercy.

there might be a way to evade him.

there might be a way to get home.

it might be your one final hope.

wait, you're helping us?

maybe showing one act of kindness leads to kinder souls down the road.

i have been in love once before.

maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer no more.

[assassin1513]

⚜️Icarus Song ⚜️

[wingswaxen]

personally, i think more people should fly with icarus.

[wingswaxen]

the sun was meant to be your undoing. a private and selective blog for icarus, the free spirit of hades ii and original mythologies. written by cryptid. ( © )