And so the end of Bleach has come…
A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things: Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Rukia and her Ichigo.
…For never was a story of more woe Than this of Rukia and her Ichigo.
listening to wicked is like hanging out with an old crush..you remember why you loved them and they will always have a special place in your heart but you’ve grown so much since and moved onto better things
“The sky leans on me, me, the one upright among all horizontals.”
A modern Iris with sunlight in her veins and if one looks at her too quickly, they will be blinded by her light. Some say her eyes are of the colors that are only seen dreams and the strands of her hair are each different shades of her rainbows. She is felt wherever wonder is needed in this world, her colors lighting the sky, reminding during terror that there is still magic in this universe and there is always light, her rainbows a reminder that the gods are still listening. When she isn’t working for the Olympians, her footprints are known in each corner of this world, from mountaintops only known by the reckless and brave and the tattoo parlors where her gentle touch, as soft as air, helps to turn others into masterpieces of art. The artist and writer and all who need to lose themselves in the beauty of the sky know the pause in her breath when she tells of all the places her rainbows have connected the heavens with the sea.
Artemis: a queen, one who shuns the presence of men. Ruler of the night sky and the hunt, she doesn’t give a flying fuck about your gender roles.
Women can be single. Women can be hunters.
Athena: a scheming, cunning, genius woman, Athena is the mastermind behind every battle. Goddess of both wisdom AND war.
Women can be smart. Women can be warriors.
Aphrodite: a gorgeous woman, beautiful beyond belief, she was married off to a man she did not love. She refused her husband, and is with the chaotic man she truly loves. She loves romance novels and tragic love stories without your permission or stereotypes.
Women can be independent. Women can be beautiful. Women don’t have to love you because you say so.
Persephone: she is Queen of hell and goddess of springtime, drawing the line between death and rebirth. She loves her husband and mother, but refuses to let anyone tell her who to be or where to go.
Women can be sweet. Women can be brutal. Women can be complicated.
Hera: a practical woman, she is the goddess of marriage, her husband is always off fucking mortals. And she always makes sure he pays for it. This doesn’t stop her from being a fair queen, even more of a ruler than her husband.
Women can be powerful. Women make their own choices.
Demeter: a farm girl at heart, she rules the harvest, her mere emotions causing the seasons. Her daughter eloped with the god of death, and she misses her every day. She loves her loyal farmers and the crops they tend.
Women can be nurturing. Women can be depressed.
Hestia: a goddess of small renown, Hesta gave up her spot on the council to Dionsynius to keep order. She is the goddess of the hearth and home, fire and family. She represents the controlled chaos of a fire in the fireplace or a family in their home.
Women can be sacrificing. Women don’t need to be super to be important. Women can be chaotic.
Enough with this patriarchal Greek society. We all know who really ruled Olympus.