My Parents Rather Have A Busy Life, And Only Things They Cares About Me Are My Education And Health.

What can people say? We are always waiting for things to happen, and boom-nothing really happens at all!

The most powerful thing you can do right now is to be patient while things are unfolding for you.

Hey, what do you think about Medea? I know people portray her as a cruel witch but I think she never had someone besides her than her aunt; Circe. She really deserved to be happy, right?

This is the story of the wicked villain’s daughter who whispers in the hero’s ear and teaches him how to overcome every trial. Through her magic she transmutes the most insurmountable labor into triviality, she foils the villain’s pursuit so that her father cannot catch them in their flight.

(she chops her brother into pieces and casts the pieces to the sea, so that her father’s fleet must be hindered dredging up every bloody portion so that their king might bury his son)

She is wise, and she is good, and she is wonderful, filled with wonders, and the story never thinks to ask:

Why, with all her knowledge and her power, in all the years before the hero came, did she do nothing to curb her father’s wickedness?

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When Medea excoriates Jason for his betrayal, he snaps back in retort:

“You exaggerate your favors,” he sneers. “Should I thank you? Did you act purposefully? Or was it not the shafts of Eros, as Aphrodite willed, that compelled you to save my life?”  

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Medea loves her children dearly, and she kills them, and in that she is beyond compulsion.

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We might ask instead what purpose Jason served in the story, if Medea and the Argonauts accomplished all his feats for him. Did Jason on his own slaughter the six-armed Gegenees? Did he know how to withstand the fiery breath of the Kolkhis Bulls? Did he know the dangers of sowing the dragon’s teeth, how to lull the sleepless dragon into sleep?

Could he have outplayed the sirens, killed the bronze man Talos on his own initiative?

What was the point of him, then?

(the answer is: it was his story)

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When Medea returns to her home of Colchis many years later, after all the unpleasantness with Jason is well and done, she discovers her tyrannical father has been overthrown by his brother Perses, the new king.

Unfortunately for her, this is no happy ending. Perses hopes to purge her father’s bloodline and eliminate all other claimants to the throne.

So, she kills him.

(she is good at that, killing family)

It was said that when the Golden Fleece was removed from Colchis, so too would the king be removed from his throne. Medea returns, years later, and kills her uncle and restores her father to the throne, and the old wrong is finally set right.

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The dead are all still dead, of course.

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After Medea kills her brother, the gods demand she must be cleansed.

The Argo sails through storm and hellish steam and darkness, and finally docks at Circe’s island. Circe slits the throat of a piglet, stains their hands with its blood. The hearth fires blaze bright, and many cakes are brought out to be burnt as offerings to Zeus.

“There,” Circe says afterwards. “All done.”

Medea sits next to her on the polished chairs, looking at the thin dark line of pig’s blood still beneath her fingernails. “I don’t know that I can ever be cleansed of this.”

Her aunt smirks. “Too bad,” she says. “Ceremony’s over. You are.”

“I just -” she says, and looks towards the Argo where Jason is waiting, and feels her throat close up with emotion. “I feel like I’m going insane. I don’t know what I’ve done. I feel like I would do anything for him.” 

“The only morality in the world is love,” Circe says. “Everything else is mere ambition. Falling headlong into someone else’s story, and selfishly living out your own.”

“I helped kill him,” Medea says. “I killed my brother.”

“He was hunting you down. They would have killed you both, if they caught you.” Circe looks meditatively into the fire. “The gods have done worse, for worse reasons. Zeus, the Cleanser of Sins, once tried to devour his own daughter.”

They are silent for a time. The fire crackles cozily, and the burnt fragrance of cake hangs in the air. “I don’t deserve any of this,” Medea says.

“Ah, that’s the cruelty of it.” Circe sighs. “You are part mortal and part divine, a truth unto yourself, consequence unmoored from judgement.” She lays a hand over Medea’s. “You don’t deserve a damn thing.”

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When Medea kills her children, she weeps.

(but she has wept before, and gone on to do more wickedness, and so tears are neither salve nor salvation)

After her children are dead, Helios sends down a golden chariot from the heavens to carry her away, to carry away with her the bodies of her children, so that she might bury them with her own two hands in Hera’s sacred grove, safe from any further indignity or harm.

(as a sign from the gods, this might be taken as approval)

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This is how Medea’s story goes: Time passes and wounds slowly heal. She falls in love again, and has another child. She falls into old habits and once again tries to kill her lover’s son, but this time is unsuccessful. She is forced to flee, and at last returns to her father’s kingdom. She kills her uncle. More kinblood is shed.

Her son Medus grows up to take the throne, and he is so renowned in conquest that the Aryans rename themselves the Medes, in his and his mother’s name.

He is her darling son. She loves him dearly.  

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This is a happy ending, perhaps.

Who steps out of the shower half dressed and who exhales 'wow, I'm gay' to themselves ? For as many ships as you like!

🦝: blurb/ headcanons/ drabbles

Uh I'm not going to say *I'm gay* because I really want to do Jeyna. So is *I'm whipped* a good substitute?

So in the case of Jeyna:

Contrary to popular belief, whenever Jason steps out of the shower half dressed, humming some stupid show tune, Rey plays it super cool like it doesnt affect her at all. But inside her mind is just Wow Jason. HOLYSHITHOLYFUCK and shes mentally screaming because he doesn't know what an effect she has on him and like Jason totally knows but he acts like he doesnt notice and will basically tease her the whole time.

Thaluke (let's pretend these babies are alive/not immortal):

Its totally Luke. Luke is the definition of a simp. He will look at Thalia and his heart will just skip a few beats because he's like this beauty woman chose me of all the people she could be with. "Damn I'm so lucky" is a thought constantly in his head because he loves her so much, from her punk badges to the little freckles on her back.

Solangelo:

So it would be Will. Nico would come out of the shower and Will would be teasing him about using up all the hot water or something and then Nico will be like "for the last time, William" and turn to face him and Will's brain kinda short circuits because wow this guy is so beautiful and like he looks so good and holy fuck, hes so gay and he wants to marry Nico di angelo and his ghostly weebiness.

Tratie (this is canon, fight me):

I hc that they both dont start dating outright but more as like, friends with benefits or something. Then one day, Katie steps out the bathroom in a towel and she's yelling at Travis for finishing her shampoo and she's not completely got the soap off her body and her hair is all stuck to her head but at that moment, Travis is like wow. I love her. And then he just pauses and goes. Fuck. I'm whipped for Katie Gardiner.

Malcolm and Rachel (thank you @1ooo-w0rds for getting me to ship something that has 0 scope in this fandom)

Its Rachel. For sure. They're just roommates. He needs a place to stay close to his college and she doesnt really want to stay away from the world of demigods during the whole year she spends at her Art College. She walks into his room trying to ask him something and he's standing there in his towel and all Rachel completely loses her voice and she just mutters wow under her breath and she knows it's weird but she cant take her eyes off him and her mind is just doing a continuous chant of ohmygodohmygodohmygod I'm going to die.

Ahh I dont really ship anything else that much so I dont think I can just do headcanons randomly until you specifically request ygm

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This sucks sorrryyy.

Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated.

I write this for my sister who died even before my birth. I'm not a perfect poet or anyone like that but all of sudden I remembered that I had a sister even though I got no chance to be with her.

I'm here, somewhere in beach

Wishing you were here, with me, watching the view

Telling me how hard is life and the troubles you've faced

Giving me the streangth

I always used to bargain...

It feels like you're combing my hair

When breeze sweeps by me, and my face

It seems like you're here, holding my hands

But the truth is too rude,

It breaks my heart

Looking at my back, the message is clear

You were never being with me, I know, I swear

But here I am, watching you sail

Cos I'm a light house,

And you're just a cruise

That I've never seen

Mom is grieving on your death

But she's an iron lady, I know you were the same

I love the way she tells the stories about you

And I see that she wants to let you go

But, heck- we had never let you go

Life is too short, just like the dew

Yet heals all souls, fresh and clean

It gives me chills, instead of cold

So goodbye to you; my dearest sister,

Who I never knew....

I will never not be over the moon about my choice to move to Maine. It’s like living in an eternal dream. 🐚

I scratch this today at my class because I was so bored. I put some effects on it to make it...look good. BTW hats off to @xstarsarewrong for the fic...I almost cried in front of my class after reading it🤦‍♀️

The broken shore interrupted photographed by Freddie Ardley

I'm lawful 4.0 and that's why people call me wierd.

Mindful Magic 🌙✨