#god apollo

my second favourite fraternal twins 💜💛

Artemis’s skin came out looking like a nebula and i can’t say im upset about it

I don’t know how popular greek mythology is on this app… but I wanted to write for it anyway. I’m starting with my favorite twins, and I will definitely write more for them! These headcanons are to help inspire future writings of mine :)

I’m going to post another Targaryen thing shortly after this too lol

Features: Yandere Artemis and Apollo x Female reader (separate)

Warnings: controlling behavior, obsessive behavior, toxic relationships, sexual themes, toxic jealousy, clingy/dependent behavior, mentions of illness and injury

Artemis

- Artemis values her independence and freedom above all else. She would fall for someone who does not hold her back, someone who cherishes their free spirit as much as she does. It’s likely that you’d be a young girl taken under her wing, someone she’d train with a bow and also find solace in.

- Mostly, she is nurturing and a good listener. She prefers for you to speak about whatever you please while you follow behind her. The only instances she’d be cross with you is if you were to break an oath or vow, or go against her wishes or warnings. This would be especially true if you were to get hurt; she would have her brother, Apollo, heal you if you were severely ill, and if you were injured, she would nurse you back to health, not allowing you to lift a finger. After that, she’d be much more careful and overbearing. She doesn’t let grievances go so easily.

- Still, she does have some expectations for you. You joined her to be free, but that comes with your loyalty to her. She expects all her priestesses to stay true to their word, you especially, who she places above everyone else in her heart. That being said, she is much more lenient with you, and does not like to inflict pain on you. She’s more tame when it comes to punishment, and will usually scold you, but that’s as far as she’d go. Even then, her stern expression and firm words terrify you, so you tread carefully.

- Artemis tries not to let jealousy get to her, and she believes you are loyal, so she doesn’t feel threatened by others in your life. As long as she’s the closest one to you and the one you spend most of your time with, she doesn’t care much if you converse with others. She draws the line at breaking your vows of chastity. As one of her followers, you should not break your vow to her, and she also has an obsession with keeping you pure—not so much in a sexual sense, but more so in a way of guarding you from the harshness of the world. Especially in the wild, she knows how easily kind prey such as yourself can fall to predators, and she will make quick work of anyone who tries to harm you. She is known to be terrifying when her family is messed with.

Apollo — The Sun's Mark on Your Skin ☀️🔥

~ Apollo's kisses were always like the morning sun piercing the mist. They were warm, circular, and became more intense as his passion grew. ~

• When he kissed your neck, his fingers usually lifted your hair first, as if peeling back a veil of sacred canvas.

• His lips slowly descended along your neck, leaving a trail of passionate kisses like sunlight pressing against your skin.

• His love bites weren't just bites. They were like small, gently burning embers. They weren't painful, but they were enough to make your knees weak.

• After the bite, Apollo usually held his lips for a moment, his breath burning your ear.

• "I'll show them whom I choose," he whispered, his voice trembling like a lyre string. • Apollo's sign glowed faintly, a golden glow, like sunlight reflecting off skin. ☀︎

• And yes, he's the kind of god who repeats this sign whenever someone gazes at you.

Hermes — mark Lightning and a Mischievous Smile ⚡🪽

~ Hermes doesn't just kiss you. He takes your breath away, then brings it back. ~

• He approaches from behind, wraps his arms around your waist, and rubs his face against your neck.

• His kisses are quick, smooth, and playful, but when he lays his mark... his expression turns serious.

• Hermes kisses you quickly, deeply, and warmly, comfortingly, as if whispering a secret.

• His breath always makes the hairs on your neck stand on end, like a subtle electricity in the air.

• “This is for good luck on your journey,” he says, pretending to be innocent, even though your ears are already red. • The sign of Hermes is usually blue-purple, small but distinct, like a thin bolt of lightning kissing your skin. ⚡︎

Did y’all see that drama going around on TikTok? Apparently someone had the bright idea to start A LITERAL WAR with LORD MOTHERFUCKING APOLLON. And than they said Lord Ares you know the god of war, agreed with them?!

???Like what the actual fuck???

I thought we moved on from all this bullshit, it’s the “putting a love spell on Hades” all over again!

Even if Lord Apollo did something that bad, why start beef with a literal GOD? Like Literally just stop working with him and go on with your day, you’re a mortal don’t be an idiot.

You’re literally bound to get your shit rocked, not only by that specific God but by every other God that is cool with them. That or they’ll just be watching in amusement. Bc I know damn well Artemis will standing by her twin.

Have we learnt nothing, people?!

UPDATE/EDIT: I think they’re also a myth literalist.. just bc the reasoning they said for doing this tomfoolery was for “glory” & “justice” for all the mortals lord Apollo has killed in the past…

You can’t make this shit up, they also said that the history repeating itself thing and norms can be broken..

I can’t with this shit.. we gave Apollon an offering as an apology for how stupid humanity is.. I suggest you do the same if you have an alter for him, or even have one to give, our bro is going through it right now

Could I request something with Apollo, maybe about Reader having been missing and him searching for her or something like that? Feel free to take the idea in whatever direction you like!

YESSS

An Apollo request, you have no idea how happy it made me my dear anonymous. He's literally my favorite god.

(I wasn't sure like in what context you wanted it, so I made the time period as vague as possible. Feel free to interpret it in either modern days or ancient Greece)

His loved devotee went missing

Alright, it wasn't like he was panicking or anything, he was simply....concerned.

It's not like it was his fault though, you'd make quite the habit of praying to him and giving him offerings, or simply lighting up the candles of your altar for him, or who knows, think of him and make a sun drawing on a random paper. He'd gotten used to it, but it's not like he needed it...

But it's been four weeks, where the hell are you?! Everything, literally everything you used to do for him at least once a week, suddenly gone, all of the sudden, out of nowhere, you, stopped. Not a single prayer or candle

It was fine at first, nobody's perfect, you are a mortal after all, you may not have time that week or were too tired, he understood. He was a cool god, he wasn't going to smite you out of existence for such a simple thing

But then it was as if you didn't care at all about him, it was...odd. You weren't his favourite follower, he had many more, he didn't need your offerings, but he still appreciated them. He still felt happy to read the simple poem you tried to compose to him, he took his time to try to communicate with you by the flames of your candles, heck, he even made sure to try not to burn you by driving his charriot too close.

It just felt dull, he used to look forward to your prayers, maybe he had just gotten used to it but now without them it was weird, as if something was missing.

You

He missed you

He regretted every prayer he didn't show himself to you, every offering he simply collected and didn't actually taste and admire through as he should've. Every drawing or song you made about him, he wished now he'd kept them closer to his heart, because how he missed them. He was centuries old, he had some of the most brilliant and magnificent cults in his honor, he killed the mythic python and was praised for it, he was one of the gods with the most lovers, his own kids got to be gods or legends; and still, he missed you, his heart ached in loneliness of not having you, he wasn't even sure if he had one before! But the pain was real, and if he was a mortal..he would've cried

He knew he would've been SOBBING, begging the gods to bring you back to him, but he wasn't, because he WAS the god, yet he still missed you.

It took him a while, he had to swallow his pride and admit the truth: he needed to find you, but he didn't even know where to look. It was difficult to find your altar, he usually just sat and enjoyed your praises when you called for him, he never looked around to figure out where it was, he was doomed! But still, he had to try, his entire self was begging to hear you once more

Maybe another god took you? He knew how that usually went, and he didn't like it at all, it could mean you were dead! But it wasn't time to be pessimistic, because he did manage to remember something, a rosemary plant. Now it wasn't THAT much, but it was better than nothing, he knew that from your altar, if you looked outside you'd see a rosemary plant, he just needed to find it.

It wasn't easy, he always thought the human realm was pretty simple..oh boy, it took him an embarrassingly long amount of time to find it, but it looked exactly like what he remembered, or at least he thought it did. Was this why you stopped worshiping him? Because he was an asshole and didn't appreciate you enough when he had it? He'd understand if it was now, because even he was hating how much he took your appreciation for granted. But at least it was something, and the fates had a little bit of compassion with him, because it was the right plant.

☀️

You took a step back, absolutely surprised and scared at the same time, you were apparently schizophrenic now? How the hell did a random man appear in front of you, and why did he feel so...familiar? There was something about him, a certain warmth, you knew you'd felt it before, when you were sure your prayers were being heard and your offerings held by Apollo..it was the same feeling.

"where have you been?" He didn't show himself in all his glory to you, despite how much he wanted to, to be completely honest with you in every way of how he was and what he'd ever be, but he didn't want you to die from embracing his truly godly form either. It didn't matter what pathetic excuse you had for yourself, or if you actually had a valid reason, your words were cut before they could leave your mouth as he stepped forward all the way to you and held you in a tight hug. He didn't want to hear it right now, he didn't need to. "I've been looking for you.."

ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ, ɢᴏᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ, ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀʏ

Apollo and Diana, an 1848 marble statue by American artist and sculptor Thomas Crawford.