#kassidas

Bet this time I'll be able to save Phoibe!

Kassandra felt the air being sucked from her lungs, and for a moment she didn’t know how to ground herself. The last time she had seen Brasidas was when she had placed an obol into his mouth, his eyes shut forever. And here he was. “Brasidas?” His name slipped from her lips without thought, as she moved closer to him. He lifted his head up, having been focused on something in his hand, but took a moment to look to where she had called him. By the time he did, the motion slowed as though in shock, Kassandra was so close she could see how his breath quickened as his eyes fell onto her. Despite the fact that the colour should not exist in this world as it was, Kassandra could have sworn they were still the same hue of amber she had grown to miss so dearly. “Kassandra?”

In the name of Anthologia;

A story that painted pictures in my mind. Drawn in the quiet hours of the night for the world you wrote. In the name of Anthologia and the soul who breathed life into it;

Happy Birthday, Dear!✨

Happy Brasideia 2024 🎉

Please enjoy this ridiculous drawing that took me forever to finish because I could only work on it for a few minutes at a time before devolving into hysterics - I hope someone finds it at least sort of funny 😂

Idea lovingly ripped off from a future scene in my fic The Children of Kephallonia, during the Arkadia arc, where Brasidas is undercover and has thus changed his armor and unbraided his hair. And as you might have seen in the notes of my last Kassidas art, I recently had the revelation that the most likely, or at least the most hilarious, solution that I have found for Brasidas’ very much not historically accurate hair is that he has a mullet. Which meant I immediately had to rewrite that Arkadia scene to fit the mullet in lol.

Of course, the wording will be a little different in that scene when it is one day posted, because Kassandra and Ikaros’ exchange here is not quite but almost word for word the same exchange between Jake and Rosa in an episode of Brooklyn Nine Nine.

If you enjoyed this but were also hoping for some more serious Kassidas content from me today, I do have a surprisingly angsty (at least by my standards) Kassidas fic that I’ve been working on for the last month or so. Unfortunately, chapter one just kept getting longer and remains unfinished despite my repeated attempts to end the goddamn chapter, so jury’s still out on whether I actually get it up today, especially since I woke up with a terrible head cold 😬

But if you are interested, here’s a less angsty spoiler free sneak peak of Hold Your Bloody Hand in Mine!