#agameofsouls

bohemian rhapsody quotes ||accepting;

“ it’s not my fault my beautiful and deadly wife keeps leaving me to my own devices. i’ve adapted, mrs. melonchester. i’ve become one with the creatures around me. you’ll become a lizard, too. give it time. ”

i want to talk about hestia...  because there is no one in the world zeus loves as much as he loves his big sis.   it seems almost ridiculous that someone as troubled as him can care about someone so different from him -- she’s not materialistic, she’s kind, and forgiving, and gentle and he’s the exact opposite of all of that.  but she’s his best friend, and the one person he would trust with every part of him.   zeus would fight for her, would take hits for her, would suffer til the ends of the earth to see her happy, and is incredibly protective.

A bead of sweat fell from Sif’s brow, her echoing shouts bouncing off concrete walls. The gym was conveniently deserted except for her, and she was eternally grateful for that. Being solitary strengthened her, anchored her often out of check rage that reared its head in battle so often. She delivered one final, hard hit to the leather punching bag in front of her, the heavy smack filling the room. Chest heaving, she slumped back from her sparring stance, staring down at her hands.

She remembered a time when her mother had tutted over her scars, brushing over them with a cold hand and exclaiming that, Sif, these are not the hands of a lady. A husband wants the touch of a feather to soothe him, my darling. Not these callouses and rivets.