Greek Gods 101: Poseidon

Buzzfeed has a listicle of 90s scholastic book fair books, and they actually included Animorphs, which is awesome. However, this was their description: “Despite the silly covers, the Animorphs series did teach readers a lot about adolescence: friendship and first crushes; and tougher issues, like losing your parents (and in one case, finding them again).” Mmmm…yeah.

Gonna go ahead and assume that that was written by someone who ONLY read the back cover summaries and not a single book. Because honestly (among all the other reasons that description is bizarrely inaccurate), the books don't actually have much to say about crushes or romance. There are two fairly healthy and well-communicated romances among the main cast, neither of which involves any kind of traditional couples' drama. Even Jake and Cassie's breakup is a long time coming, and their relationship remains mutually respectful afterwards.

Your deities care. You do not go left unseen or unheard. It will be ok. May your deities hold your hand through your most difficult moments and remind you always of your strength and resilience. 🧡

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Quick someone talk to me about sense8 daemons, how Nomi’s settled into a peacock (male, of course, with a truly magnificent tail) when she decided to stop trying to fit in, and Lito’s lioness has no idea how to fight but she stood in front of Daniella and snarled at Joaquin’s coyote, and Sun’s black-furred wolf walks with a stern dignity until someone starts a fight and he turns into a raging, savage maelstrom of fangs and claws, something out of darkest fairy tales but not feral, no, just fiercely destructive. Talk to me about how none of them even thought twice about touching each others’ daemons, how Kala’s marmot danced up and down Wolfgang’s boar’s back while their human counterparts sang, how Capheus’s zebra noses at everyone’s hands like a horse searching out a sugar cube, how Will stroked Riley’s leach’s petrel while he slumbered uneasily next to her, head under his wing, and when Riley woke up in the BPO facility it was to Will’s golden lab enthusiastically licking her face.

I often wonder about the nature of daemons. What they really are, whether they are just figments of hyper-imaginative minds, simple tricks of our inner voice, or something entirely esoteric. Whether they are "true" or not, and why some people no matter how hard they try, they end up never having contact with their own. After god knows how many years I've known mine, I rarely end up surprised nor I put his reality to test (since it's pointless and it's only damaging for a healthy relationship with ourselves); but today we caught ourselves in a disagreement over the most mundane thing: he scolded me for washing a pan that he believed was already clean, while I reminded him that it was used at dinner. We stopped for a second. I was the one correcting the voice that -supposedly- had access to all my memories and my knowledge, assuming he's just my imagination talking. Has something like this ever happened to anyone else? How deep is the difference between Agathiel as a person and their daemon? Sometimes I'd like to know the scientific explanation for daemons, something to answer that little worm of doubt that occasionally bites with a "what if you're just indulging in your mental illness", a chemical reaction or brain characteristic or hormones that explains their existence. More often though I prefer believing there's still a bit of unexplained wonder in the world.

Ffs your ramblings are something.

Most of the daemon imagines posted on Tumblr.com are too wholesome. To paraphrase George Carlin, “one of the things I really like to do in my life is complain,” so I’ve come up with some that are more accurate to the Salty Bastard Experience.

Imagine you and your daemon swearing at other drivers together.

Imagine the suffering of everyone else in the car, because there are two of you.

Imagine your daemon watching while you play video games and making fun of you every time you die.

Imagine writing a “strongly worded” email to a coworker, landlord, etc. and your daemon looking over your shoulder and giving you advice on how to make it more subtle, or more polite… or more blatantly passive-aggressive.

Imagine your daemon baring their teeth and snarling at people who try to make small talk on public transportation.

Imagine un-settled daemons intentionally turning into the largest form they can to strategically blockade the entire couch from their siblings.

Imagine your daemon actively encouraging you to turn on the sprinklers when the neighbors’ kids are in your front yard again.

Imagine instead of getting the children of people you hate a recorder or a kazoo as a present, getting them an “educational” picture book about extremely loud animals like the White Bellbird, because their daemons will definitely try out those forms.

Some reasons I wish Pan was corporeal:

Cuddles!!! I honestly wish I could hug him, because sometimes stuff happens and you just need a hug from your dæ.

Smuggling food upstairs! Because Pan is such a fluffy dude, we can hide biscuits and stuff in his fur and nobody could see them! They would have to be some tiny ass biscuits. Tiny biscuits are better than no biscuits at all! Your valiant optimism confuses me 😂

Hearing his actual voice for real! In my head he’s just a vague sort of fuzzy voice, but I want to actually hear him clearlyyy

Talking out loud to him without people thinking I’m weird! This one is pretty self explanatory

H a l l o w e e n. I want to make Pan a tiny witches hat and then he could wear it! Also he could have his own little teeny sweet bucket for when we go out trick or treating (yes we still go trick or treating idk why people stop because it’s “not cool” it’s literally free sweets), and he could fill it with smarties or something! Smarties are my favourites! Pan you can’t eat food?? You can’t eat outfits but you still have favourite pyjamas. ...touché...

There are waaaay more but this is all I’ll write for now :)

Love, Pan and Rhia xxx❤️