Please Ignore If Wanted, This Is Only Venting Out My Thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ญ

Please Ignore If Wanted, This Is Only Venting Out My Thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ญ

please ignore if wanted, this is only venting out my thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ญ

Is anyone else sometimes forgetting who they are?

There are days where I forget I'm 22 years old, who used to draw her favorite characters, immerses herself in books such as Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, who stayed up as a child and to sneak into the kitchen and make herself strawberry milk, wanting to be a singer when so young and absolutely adored in going to playgrounds.

Whenever I see myself now, I forget that I was someone of my choice. Now, I only wonder what I'll make for dinner for my siblings, which of them are going off with friends and the time they'll be back, if there were days marked for parent-teacher conferences or upcoming performances and their schools, appointments for check-up or needing medicine for fevers, using any money I was gifted whether from birthdays or to buy myself something to get what my siblings need.

I can remember as a child, asides from attending school or visiting families, how normal it is to know how to make a bottle for a baby, to change diapers, to burp them, knowing what they can have and taking care of them whenever the adults were busy.

How normal is it that I learned to know so much for my siblings ever since I was a child, growing up knowing how to raise them, that I don't know what I like for myself anymore?

Do I still draw my favorite characters or whatever comes to mind?

Do I still read those thick books I used to carry everywhere?

Do I still just lay on my back with music playing in the background?

Do I still drink strawberry milk?

Ride bikes?

Karaoke with my cousin?

Why is it that the coffee I first took a sip of as a child now became a refuge to the hereditary migraines and headaches?

Why is it that I can take so much care for others but deny any sickness I'm undergoing to continue chores?

Is it because I'm scared of failing my siblings? Is it because I've grown so use to doing so much that it's unsettling for myself to be able to have time for myself?

Why am I only gaining help now, after my other relatives watched my breakdowns, my sickness from stress to heaving up whatever I had in my stomach, my grandmother whispering poisonous words about my mother to me whenever alone?

Why didn't I have help sooner? Why didn't they help when I had to switch to homeschooling because of my mental health declining and bullying I endured? Why didn't they help when I panicked for my siblings whenever sick, especially one with hydrocephalus? Why didn't they help when they saw me starve myself to give plenty to my siblings?

Why are they acting as if it's all in my head when I mentioned how my siblings and I keep to ourselves, staying out of their way because our mother wasn't allowed back in the house because of their own fault and hers?

I remember sitting in the darkness of the bathroom, hands clenching over the lower half of my face to muffle my crying, eyes burning and ears ringing because of all that I've been through. I remember tears in my eyes the second one of my cousins started yelling at me for something out of my control, nearly attacking me while an uncle watched and did nothing to stop herโ€” only for another cousin to stop her and comfort me after while my siblings watched me.

I felt so pathetic and ashamed, having my siblings' eyes on me as I curled myself on my bed, fingers digging into my face and palms clamped over my lips as I felt my chest buzzing endlessly at the thought of my cousin, the one I considered another sibling, nearly punched meโ€” my uncle watching, arms crossed and body relaxed, didn't move a muscle to intervene, the same man my relatives claim doesn't hate me or my siblings.

How I practically became a mother, unable to finish schooling during COVID-19 lockdown because all of my siblings had their classes, the younger ones needing someone to watch over them. I was 16, maybe 17 when I became their mother, called one by the last born child and sought for by my sibling with hydrocephalus for comfort at night to sleep in my bed and curl to my side.

At the first parent-teacher conference, I broke down because one of my siblings' elementary teacher saw how tired I was and helped with getting on my feet for GED.

I can't talk to the friends I had in highschool before transferring to homeschool because I'm no longer knowing who they are or become. Having no chances at dating with being so focused on my siblings and the social anxiety I have, not even knowing myself as I used to.

"You're over exaggerating."

"Learn to trust people."

"You're so independent."

"Your siblings are so dependent on you."

Words upon words, statement after statement, criticism after criticism.

I get so overwhelmed, overstimulated by stress and trying to do everything but then get told off as exaggerating what I do for my siblings.

I can't trust my relatives for my mom's side because so many have hurt me verbally, emotionally, mentally and nearly physicallyโ€” I take so much from them to avoid it ever reaching my brothers and sisters, to where only tidbits of their nastiness reached the older ones.

I didn't want independence in the way it came. I needed others to see me drowning, see me reaching out to them when it became too much, shouldering and balancing too much on my plate, only to be dubbed as independent and thought as not needing assistance in any shape or form.

My siblings are dependent on me because they kicked out their father, they kicked out their mother, they never attended their conferences, they didn't see their first steps, they weren't the someone who cooked their food, did their laundry, showered them, cared for them when sick.

Hell, they only started helping now, only one of them is attempting to gain guardianship approved by our mother, only they have helped with getting what my kids need, their appointments, checking their grades.

I try to get back to writing, by gods I try, my mind spiraling with ideas of characters I break myself into pieces to create.

I try drawing again, each sketch lighthearted and faint in the light.

I try sewing to repair my clothes.

I try so much that it strains my aching body to relax and understand only now I'm getting the help I needed so long ago. I wonder if that small child from so long ago, who'd run for ladybugs and sing to the songs their mother grew up with, would ever come out to the light where there's no screaming aimed our way,

no argument so loud they'd cover their ears and clench their eyes shut,

no dizziness when having to get up and missing chances to eat for others to have,

no buzzing in their chests from the anxiety of the outside world.

Would we ever have a chance to build ourselves? Would we ever meet someone who'll stay by our side, grow to understand the meaning behind the eye bags and trembling hands, scratched knees and overstimulated thoughts? Would we ever get back to reading those books again, finding ourselves daydreaming of what'd it be like to be in those pages?

Sorry again for the long rambling and spouting, but I just needed to have it all typed out for now before anymore is thrown my way.

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6 months ago

๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง

๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง

Really nice smiles

Either brown or blue eyes, but nice and warm

Can inherit one or a few of their father's abilites

Generally love biology, drama, music, literature

Connects with more emotional protagonists in literature

Probably loved Lucy Gray Baird

Yeah they actually have a lot of emotions

Really good at accuracy. I mean if they can't fire straight arrows, they can score perfect goals, draw straight lines, draw perfect circles.

Hate winter with a passion

Their skin has a warm hue/glow

Very resilient, don't like showing their emotions of showing that they're hurt at all.

An interesting mix of self-love shown in front of others, and self-hate to themselves

Really love making people react from a performance

Nice, warm personalities

Acts of service is definitely their love language

Usually optimists or realists (and not pessimists described as 'realists')

Actually really love helping others and giving them the spotlight

Not as rage-prone as Ares, it's more just a consistent, drawn out anger

Don't get very sunburnt

CEO's of 'I tan, don't burn'

Have many beauty spots/moles/freckles over their body

Actually can be very introverted and write lots of depressing poetry and break up anthems

Has an appreciation of, or loves Taylor Swift (literally a child of Apollo, fight me)

Germaphobes

Melodramatic but logical in the most cool but confusing way

Bedside manner is very entertaining

6 months ago

๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ ๐™–๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š, ๐™Š๐™ฅ๐™๐™ž๐™ค!

I won't be sharing my name for personal reasons but I've grown to love the word Ophiomormous, an adjective meaning 'snakelike', hence the nickname and alias Ophio

๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™จ. she/her & they/them

๐™จ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ช๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ. panromantic

๐™–๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š๐™จ. social anxiety, adhd, insomniac, hereditary migraines

๐™๐™ค๐™—๐™—๐™ž๐™š๐™จ. writing, reading, cooking, singing with cousin, rambling between different topics

๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™จ. watching anime, learning different fandoms, being with my siblings, hanging out with my cousin, snakes, tarantulas, dogs, cats, coffee with creamer, boots and platforms, late fall/winter weather, horror movies

๐™™๐™ž๐™จ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™จ. bullying, cleaning hair dye off showers, narcissist relatives, stepping on a Lego followed by stubbing toe (I kid you not, little gremlin siblings plot), left alone in large crowds, green beans, hot and humid weather, wet socks

๐™›๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ค๐™ข๐™จ | ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™˜๐™š๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ. one piece, boku no hero academia, kimetsu no yaiba, greek mythology, japanese mythology, mexican folklore, classic disney films, marvel, dc, percy jackson, harry potter (not j.k rowling, especially the entire remus and tonks as two birds with one stone), gravity falls, hazbin hotel, helluva boss, the amazing digital circus, twisted wonderland, the owl house, jujutsu kasien

๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ | current concern. always having plenty of instant coffee but never enough creamer

please note I am an adult despite numerous times people were thrown off appearance wise and being mistaken for a minor

any negativity from the following will be blocked/reported:

homophobic, transphobic, racists, xenophobic, antisemitism, sexists, toxicity, perverts, pedophiles, narcissismโ€” to name a few

to the best possible, I would offer advice if asked/wanted in regards to any questions/comments/etc

do not message or comment with the intention of negativity, sexual advances/implications, or shares unwanted opinions to a topic unrelated

If you enjoy reading certain fandoms, I must admit that I may not be the best, but I can provide a link to my writing account where I have posted a few stories/ideas.

OPHIO
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๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ

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5 months ago

๐Ž๐๐‡๐ˆ๐Ž.

only now realizing how weird it is to start self care after taking care of others for so long; I've been taking care and practically raising my younger siblings for years since I was a child and grew up learning how, so having the house empty, siblings all at their school, I started laughing at how weird it is for using a hydrating sheet mask

may get back into writing after enduring the entire thanksgiving breakโ€” not much of a break having all of them home, some sick and others just gremlins


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6 months ago

(Dark) Apollokid Headcanons:

โ˜† Plague powers - obviously. Using this ability to be able to cast any kind of plague or disease/illness on an individual or a group of people, depending on the Apollokid's exact scope of ability.

โ˜† Being the children of the OG doctor, the medicine and healing god, they all know exactly which bones to break or bend in a certain way, for it to be fatal for the opponent. Even those who are not medically inclined. They just know.

โ˜† Sun powers are GREAT! Until their powers are closely linked with emotions, because Apollo is the god of arts and art is usually all about expressing your own emotions, so when a pissed Apollokid is under or near the sun, the sun's heat is suddenly a million times hotter and JESUS IT'S 85 DEGREES!!!!! IT WAS 35 A SECOND AGO WHAT HAP- oh, (Apollokid) is pissed as shit. Never mind.

โ˜† Leading on from the above, unless there's is other magic at play here, to either downplay the kid's powers, or to counter their sun magic, anyone who comes in their literal path will become toast. These Apollokids are walking suns. And sometimes, they leave a trail of fire in their literal path. Grass burns, smaller water bodies evaporate, trees and plants are scorched.

โ˜† To avoid the damage in the above point, either a Water deities kid would need to be cooling down the Apollokid, or straight up the kid goes and sits in the sea (where their powers are not enough to evaporate all the water or goes for a swim).

โ˜† The way Poseidon kids can control physical bodies by manipulating the water in one's body, Apollokids can do the same with all living organisms due to their vitakinesis. It's usually not acted upon, as it's incredibly immoral to do so to a person who may not have consented. But the occasional deranged test subject comes along to an equally maniacal Apollokidโ€ฆ And y'know, sometimes it simply comes down to self-defense... Truly.

โ˜† If justice isn't served, then they will serve it. Idak where the idea in myths came from that Zeus is the god of justice tbh, bc he's one of the most unfair gods out there, mythologically speakingโ€ฆโ€ฆ. Makes more sense for it to be Apollo, since he's already the god of law, order, justice, etc. I have another post which states all his domains etc. I think it's under the Apollo cabin headcanons tag.

โ˜† They can cause deafness to specific individuals, using music/sound powers. They can make your ears bleed. And if done for prolonged amounts of time, they can make your body believe it was always deaf.

โ˜† They can also cause blindness due to their sun and light.

โ˜† They can use photokinesis to make illusions and use their emotion magic to mess with your emotions, thus being able to make illusions that screw with you psychologically. Sometimes, they may go That Far.

โ˜† Their blood literally heals. It's like vampire blood, but they have literal sunlight in their veins, so vampires can't even touch them, without burning themselves. Gloves do very little to help vampires etc lol. Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for non-vampiric bloodsuckers. Where their blood heals, people oftentimes hunt Apollokids down for their healing blood, to use them as test subjects, see what happens if they mix X in the blood, or deprive the kid of blood or make incisions in their skin;

Are they able to naturally heal themselves?

Can they feel pain through anesthetics? [stupid one Ik, but their dad's the dude who invented healing and medicine, so some crazy nutters do ask this question]

If they are deprived of blood, does their body naturally make more - enough to cover for the lost blood, bc they have a healing factor - is it extended to their blood too?

This is why most Apollokids live at Camp. Bc those crazy nutters can't get them there.

โ˜† Flower Gleam and Glow (Rapunzel's healing song) is the go-to song in the Infirmary to heal anyone if the Apollokids can't remember the exact chant or hymn or song to heal a specific injury.

โ˜† The songs will also vary even for the same injury, depending on the person they're healing. The healing song Has To Vibe with the patient. And sometimes a generalised song will do the bare minimum and they send that person off bc they're An Exhausted Healer Who Is Minutes Away From Collapse and just needs to hurry up, get through their patients lists then knock out.

โ˜† If you break the heart or mess with the emotions of an Apollokid or someone they hold dear. Oh boi. They can operate on you without anesthetics just to make it hurt. They can do any of the above (in the list). They can use their thermokinesis just to look at you and make you uncomfortable in your own skin literally. Their eyes hold the intensity of a thousand burning suns. Their hearts hold the capacity of loving you to the end of the world and back. Their eyes can also hold enough hatred to fuel another world war. Their hearts can also hold enough bitterness to take the life away (literally, if their powers were to go untamed) from every plant and living organisms in existence. You better check yourself.

โ˜† Asterokinesis. Stellar energy manipulation. They use this type of energy for pretty much anything, because their bodies are basically Cosmic StarDust. Star Dust or other starry names are common nicknames for Apollokids. They can manipulate ANYTHING to do with stars and do so effortlessly. Some have this ability stronger than others, but they all have this ability. For some, it's just being able to absorb this type of energy. For some, they can absorb and re-use. Others can absorb, Transmutation and reapply etc. It varies from person to person. The most powerful ones, asterokinetically, can do anything. They can redirect stellar energy buse it for constructs, absorption, transmutation, defense, attacks, etc you name it. They can implode themselves and others too, using the gravitational energy from stars.

6 months ago

but it's also understandable to be afraid even if you know how it sounds to yourself in writing form.

you can describe a night with the vastness of stars above your head, void of any clouds which tempts to cover the constellations with wisps of their drifting selves, how your eyelids battle against the weight of fatigue and the temptation to succumb to the music blasting through your headphones

you can easily write down in notes how the coldness welcomes you away from the burning stress in the morning, nullifying the weight of fatigue from the afternoon, and pressing kisses to your skin

And yet machines could only fabricate so many ideas of written descriptions that the human mind endeavours to have typed out for their eyes to skim over to see; they don't know how your chest could warm with sudden inspiration that your eyes see and your ears hear. poetry is more than gathering flowery words and string them together, but the idealizations of how humane emotions poured into such art can be

Who else could I discuss poetry with? No one sees how poetical expression has shifted over the years. The poems have gotten shorter and their words are sharp as needles. They lack long verses with flowery words and romantic expressions tied neatly with a rhyme as if it were a bow.

I donโ€™t know if you know how it feels. To talk with someone about a thing that you care about.

I still care about poetry. It is silly, I know. I care about words, phrases and sentences. I care about the language that I use. Because I am afraid one day it will vanish.

Writing is a dying art. You and I, we will be replaced by chats and devices and machines that will not know how to express the beauty of the summer sky shining bright with the most dazzling constellations.

Maybe the machines do not know the right words to describe the stars but they can produce a love confession I still do not know how to deliver to you. And I claim I am so good at writing when I am, in fact, so afraid of the simplest words.

3 months ago

i watched the livestream of trump signing executive orders and answering questions from the press. here are some of the big ones + other things mentioned today:

trump declared a national emergency at the southern border + is getting the US military more involved in stopping "invasions including mass migration"

no one can declare asylum in the US

all existing appointments for people wanting to legally become US citizens are canceled

birthright citizenship (aka the 14th amendment) is now gone

ICE sweeps beginning "soon," not specifying when (though there are rumors it's starting tomorrow in sanctuary cities such as chicago)

mexican cartels are now designated "foreign terrorist organizations" and trump is not opposed to US troops entering mexico to eliminate them

he restored the death penalty for "crimes committed by illegal aliens"

biden had signed an executive order attempting to stop cops from using chokeholds or doing no-knock warrants. trump just revoked that order

25% tariffs on canada and mexico begin on feb 1 2025 โ€” expect a lot of produce imported from mexico to get more expensive soon

tariffs on china will begin soon, not specified when

trump said he intends to take back the panama canal, did not specify when or how

january 6 insurrectionists are to be immediately released/pardoned

he pardoned the leader of the proud boys

tiktok has a 90 day extension, during which the US gov will try to buy 50% of tiktok. trump said he no longer cares that china is "spying on our young people," but he wants to buy half of tiktok so the US government "can police it a little bit, or a lot." if tiktok will not sell, it will be banned in the US again.

he claims the people of greenland want to become part of the US

he says the gulf of mexico is now to be called the "gulf of america" + denali is now to be called "mount mckinley"

alaska is to be mined and become the US' main source for fossil fuels

the green new deal and "electric vehicle" (green energy) mandates are over

the US has withdrawn from the paris climate agreement

the US has withdrawn from the world health organization

reproductiverights.gov is already gone

the US now "only recognizes two genders, male and female"

trans women prisoners are to be housed in male prisons; gender affirming care for prisoners is gone

self-identification for gender on passports, government IDs, and social security cards is gone

all federal employees are required to work in the office five days a week, no more working from home

trump said the US is going to "pursue our manifest destiny into the stars" and plant a US flag on mars

sources on what executive orders were signed: one two three

and lastly, some things that happened during the inauguration:

the pastor who blessed the inauguration during the swearing in ceremony has already announced a new meme coin/cryptocurrency

trump did not put his hand on the bible + there are rumors the pope is going to say trump is the antichrist

the wealthiest people on the planet โ€” the CEOs of twitter/tesla, amazon, google, meta, and even the CEO of tiktok โ€” who own almost all communication platforms used by westerners โ€” stood directly behind trump as he was sworn in

elon musk, the wealthiest person alive, who has been given his own vaguely-defined US government agency, did a nazi salute on stage at the presidential podium. neo-nazis are already celebrating

6 months ago

have you ever made any designs for Greek gods/goddesses? I think they would look great in your style!!!

i have some loose designs for most of the pjo-verse greek gods

Have You Ever Made Any Designs For Greek Gods/goddesses? I Think They Would Look Great In Your Style!!!
Have You Ever Made Any Designs For Greek Gods/goddesses? I Think They Would Look Great In Your Style!!!

i also have ideas for more general greek god designs but no art for them yet

6 months ago

apollo cabin headcanons

Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons

children of apollo

โ€ข apollo claims his children with a radiant golden aura with "we will rock you" playing triumphantly in the background.

โ€ข they are all born with a golden ring around the iris of their eye.

โ€ข many, if not all of them are born around sunrise and die around sunset.

โ€ข whenever there's a day that the sun isn't shining, it means a child of apollo has died and the sun god is mourning them.

โ€ข sometimes, someone will sing a random note, and then everyone around them will harmonize with them.

โ€ข the infirmary is always so HECTIC. like they all have insanely good accuracy so theyโ€™re just constantly throwing medical supplies at each other.

โ€ข theyโ€™re experts at hiding earbuds under their clothes so that teachers donโ€™t see them.

โ€ข theyโ€™re all really sensitive to sounds. every tune that is off-key is the equivalent of a fork scrapping against a plate.

โ€ข their adhd is worse than most demigods because they canโ€™t stand silence. long testing periods where you have to be silent are absolute torture for them.

โ€ข they all have some form of synesthesia.

โ€ข itโ€™s harder for them to get sick compared to other demigods but when they do, itโ€™s a mess. they take a lot longer to recover from the sickness.

โ€ข theyโ€™re always awake at the crack ass of dawn. not because theyโ€™re the children of apollo, but because apollo plays loud rock music every morning at a frequency that only his kids can hear.

โ€ข theyโ€™re basically roosters.

โ€ข they all have perfect pitch (they can tell what a note is just by hearing it).

โ€ข not all of them are good healers but there are certain times when it is mandatory for all children of apollo to be working in the infirmary.

โ€ข these times are mostly during and after war, an outbreak of a highly contagious disease, or after a particularly violent game of capture the flag.

โ€ข those who can't heal cut bandages, hand things to their siblings, and comfort scared patients.

โ€ข during the winter they always have the feeling of the warm sun shining on their skin even if it isn't there.

โ€ข as cool as they try to act, they are all shakespeare enthusiasts and can't help but quote it if you get them started.

โ€ข twins are common in the cabin since it sort of runs in the family.

โ€ข theyโ€™re ready for a musical number at any time. like one of them can yell the first note of a song and everyone else will join in.

โ€ข because artemis has her hunters, apollo tends to have more sons than daughters (it evens things out). when a daughter of apollo arrives to camp, her brothers are super overprotective over her.

โ€ข theyโ€™re known for replying to things with song lyrics.

โ€ข those who are musically inclined had formed an acapella group called the acapollos.

โ€ข they are completely terrified of the dark, due to their father being the god of light.

โ€ข they don't hate the dark itselfโ€” they're afraid of what they can't see, resulting in each of them having night lights above their beds. these night lights are shaped like the sun.

โ€ข they tend to glow when theyโ€™re near their crush or favorite person. the stronger the feelings are, the brighter the light is.

โ€ข they have secret late night jam sessions with lyres, pan flutes, and tambourines that can go all night. apollo listens in with a magic radio whenever they happen.

Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons

cabin exterior

โ€ข the cabin is bathed in a soft, golden glow, reminiscent of sunlight. this effect is most pronounced at sunrise and sunset, symbolizing apollo's dominion over the sun.

โ€ข the walls are adorned with intricate sun motifs and celestial designs, depicting various phases of the sun, stars, and constellations.

โ€ข musical notes and lyres are carved into the woodwork, reflecting apollo's role as the god of music. wind chimes made of delicate metals hang from the eaves, creating a harmonious melody when the breeze blows.

โ€ข quivers of arrows and archery targets are prominently displayed around the exterior.

โ€ข golden and yellow flowering vines, such as sunflowers and marigolds, climb the cabin walls, adding a natural touch and symbolizing the sun's life-giving energy.

โ€ข the architecture features clean lines and an open, airy design, with large windows to let in plenty of sunlight, creating a bright and welcoming atmosphere.

โ€ข one wall is dedicated to a mural depicting scenes of various prophecies, showcasing apollo's gift of foresight. the mural changes and updates itself magically as new prophecies are made.

Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons
Apollo Cabin Headcanons

cabin interior

โ€ข various musical instruments, such as lyres, guitars, and harps, are scattered around the cabin. there are also dedicated spaces for practice and impromptu jam sessions, complete with sheet music stands and comfortable seating.

โ€ข the walls are adorned with paintings and murals created by the campers. these artworks depict scenes from mythology, portraits of famous musicians, and abstract representations of music and light.

โ€ข the interior decor uses a warm color palette of golds, yellows, and oranges, creating a sunny and cheerful ambiance. the furnishings are made of light-colored woods, adding to the bright and airy feel.

โ€ข one wall is dedicated to a large blackboard or whiteboard where campers can jot down lyrics, poems, and song ideas. this serves as a collaborative space for creativity and inspiration.

โ€ข several small, soundproof practice rooms are available for campers to practice their instruments, sing, or record music without disturbing others.

โ€ข a corner of the cabin is dedicated to repairing and maintaining musical instruments. it is equipped with tools, spare parts, and workbenches for campers who enjoy the technical side of music.

โ€ข the cabin is designed with excellent acoustics, ensuring that music sounds rich and vibrant. this makes the entire cabin feel like a resonant chamber, enhancing the musical experience.

Apollo Cabin Headcanons

cabin traditions

โ€ข on the winter solstice, they stay up all night so they can see their dad and all celebrate by saying "welcome back!"

โ€ข they have a weekly archery challenges among themselves with rotating themes, like shooting while blindfolded, hitting moving targets, or shooting from unconventional angles.

โ€ข they have an annual slam poetry competition in june when everyone is back at camp.

โ€ข the cabin regularly holds workshops on different aspects of healing, from herbal remedies to more magical techniques. they often team up with the demeter cabin for plant-based healing knowledge.

โ€ข they organizes an annual talent show open to all campers. itโ€™s a fun, light-hearted competition where everyone can showcase their skills, whether it's music, archery, healing, or something completely unexpected.

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๐ญ๐ข๐๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐ก. ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ˆ๐‘๐€๐“๐€๐—๐ˆ๐€

๐Ž๐๐„๐ˆ๐‘๐€๐“๐€๐—๐ˆ๐€
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โœŽแฐโ”†โ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š... ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™—๐™š ๐™– ๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™'๐™ซ๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง ๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ๐™จ... โž the offspring of a meliorist witch an...

The Wyvern, a magnificent creature with its sleek, serpentine head and a menacing hiss, was determined to escape the encroaching civilization. Its two powerful forearms clung to the walls as it scaled with its rough, twelve-meter-long body covered in earthy brown scales. Four clawed legs supported its weight as it traversed the urban landscape, its thin, leathery wings allowing it to glide over chasms and obstacles. These wings, when not in use, revealed the wyvern's rugged, flexible skin along its forelegs and ribs. Along its spine, a striking crest of bristly, vibrant red fur added to its camouflage in the crimson forests, making it nearly invisible among the foliage.

Adorned with a wooden mask resembling a barn owl, the figure confidently taunted the pursuing guards, their heart-shaped face pale with buff and grey colouring, large forward-facing eyes, and a painted downward-pointing bill. They sat astride on the wyvern, the dark beige panelled skirt reaching their knees and paired with black tights, black boots, and sage green leg warmers trimmed with white fur. Their sage green top boasted long semi-bell sleeves, complementing skintight black fingerless gloves that stretched up to their elbows. An umber brown waist-length poncho, adorned with feathers matching the mask, completed their ensemble. Their untamed black hair was woven into a thick braid, and adorned with small golden bell earrings on their semi-exposed ears.

Behind the mask, a pair of concentrated eyes flicked to the side, catching sight of others aligned with their cause. Their previous taunting expressions transformed into looks of determination as they raised a finger towards the guards, tracing an intricate spell in the air. As the spell took shape, plumes of fire spiralled out from the centre of the circle, effectively halting the advance of the plague-masked guards.

The air was split by a piercing whistle, causing everyone to turn and see another of the masked companions motioning urgently as the beastly demon hurtled towards the ground with sinuous grace. As they looked ahead, they were stunned to see familiar figures a few yards awayโ€”the residents of the Owl House, deep in conversation and oblivious to the danger. Taking a deep breath, the person ran their hand along the sleek fur of the Stokala, suppressing a yelp as it vaulted over the residents, soaring briefly through the air. They saluted the residents as time seemed to slow, eliciting stunned looks in return before the beast accelerated and disappeared around the corner.

๐ญ๐ข๐๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐ก. ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ˆ๐‘๐€๐“๐€๐—๐ˆ๐€

note. yes, I did use the yaelokre aesthetic/character design for some elements in my book; credit is provided and I will include the link to the one I used

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โ—๏ธdo not cover up creditsโ—๏ธ ั‚ะธะบั‚ะพะบ ะธ ั‚ะณะบ: @trubadui ะฐะฒั‚ะพั€ ะพั€ะธะณะธะฝะฐะปะฐ:yaelokre

The reason I wrote this book is my love for the series, along with a small idea of sharing my thoughts on other series through writing. While some may find it unusual, I genuinely enjoy taking the time to work on chapters and review my writing to ensure it flows smoothly.

Feel free to read this only if you are curious; negativity and hate comments will not be tolerated.


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