Anthousa.

❝ 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙮. ❞ The Oracle of Delphi. Apollo's most beloved pythia. God queen.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❝ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥. ❞

✨ – 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛.
✨ – 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎.
✨ – 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎!
✨ – 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

“We are not canon.” They so were.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster She doesn’t know if he broke her back or fixed her back, but the hüg was very much appreciated and returned.

“Thank—hrk—you, my little lion. Seeing you again is a gift on its own.” Forehead smooch! Thank goodness he was carrying her.

[—𝑨 𝑽𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕. @LegendaryBlur]

@ouraniapythia “Happy birthday, mother. I did not know what to get you, I hope this will suffice with the promise of many more to come. I love you.”

With that, a hug! So very tight, warm, and only moderately suffocating!

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

“Such a pity a boy so pretty…

With such an ugly heart.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “It’s fine if you’re not comf—?!”

She’s startled, but not at all against the motion. A woman who very rarely hugged anyone, it was a surprise even to her that her hold on her son was a warm one.

One hand affectionately rubbed at his back. “You’re not a lion cub anymore, hm?”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

She’s not crying, you’re crying.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “I apologize, I had hoped our reunion would be a bit more… well, I don’t know, honestly. I find myself always hoping I could have done more for you in general, but failing to do so.”

Her hand came to lightly pat his arms. “Hello, my little lion.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

“Why do I have so many sons.

I want a daughter.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “Ha, you’d be the only one who finds it nurturing, little lion,” she didn’t say this with any bite in her tone, however. “Oh, it was heartbreaking at the time, but I found that some loves transcend lifetimes.

I got him back in the end.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “Relax, little one.” Her hand lightly rests atop his arm, soft against the furs to steady him, the air about them less thick by the second. “I apologize, I’ve been told my spiritual pressure is /suffocating/,” she said, only half-joking. “I believe you call it Aether.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “Indeed. I was devastated when I heard a warrior had slain him.

No need for apologies, dear—May I?” A hand is raised and hovered above his arm, but she doesn’t touch him without his say so.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❝ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥. ❞

✨ – 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛.
✨ – 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎.
✨ – 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎!
✨ – 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “The Nemean was my beloved lion, but I was always a visual type of teacher.” She doesn’t elaborate, for one second they were where they were, then they were surrounded to grounds more familiar to her, with an illusion of a majestic, white lion prowling around him.

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “A little mystery never hurt anybody. Of course, it’s the least I could do. And… I know, though a pleasure to meet you, Nehemiah. You really do remind me so much of the Nemean… ah, apologies, I have a tendency to ramble.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

@skullfeaster “Here—lean down a little, would you, dear? Perfect.

And perhaps. They /do/ say those who meet Anthousa never forget her.”

[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

“I’ve had enough of these mermaids to last two lifetimes.”

[𝙉𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙚. @StygianHeart]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❝ holy water boils in her presence. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀#mvrp 🖤 #ocrp

— the result you get when you piss off a dying mermaid and she drowns in the river styx, the irony is not lost on her. so she just 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 it.

[Elodie Lecleric. @exoromantist]

⠀⠀⠀

—— 𝐄𝐗𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐓.

ɛksɔːsɪst | noun

• a person who expels or
attempts to expel a
supposed evil spirit
from a person or place.

| mv / oc |

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[Anthousa. @ouraniapythia]

“Worry not, my darlings—your beloved Pythia has returned from somewhere beyond the golden fields of Elysium.

… No, I am not a fortune teller.”