medleypond:

BEAUTIES LEFT BEHIND ; a modern!myth mix | [one] ari (ariadne), the southern beauty with a heart as open & warm as her home, seduced & swindled by delicious con man teddy. / [two] nessa (clytemnestra), the army wife turned scarlet murderess, crazed with grief for her dead baby girl. / [three] penny (penelope), pining for the husband whose body was never found overseas, plagued by new courters. [four songs each]

i. broken chariot - cocorosie | ii. ribbons - ingrid michaelson | iii. dead in the water - ellie goulding | iv. better off - haim | v. crown on the ground - sleigh bells | vi. the beast - laura marling | vii. my song 5 - haim | viii. poison apple - charlene kaye | ix. wings - birdy | x. winter - daughter | xi. ghost - sir sly | xii. gravediggress - cocorosie

medleypond:

CRACKED ARMOR ; a modern!myth mix | annabelle (athena): struck young by the absurdity of the either-or, relishes the back lot fights that rush blood to knuckles, but wears vulnerability like a close-knit sweater. eventually learns to play sharp as the boot-hidden blade, and revel in the bothness of sharp cheekbones and short hair. [accompanying poem]

i. annabelle - liz longley | ii. soldier - ingrid michaelson | iii. to be a woman - laura marling | iv. hercules - sara bareilles | v. flaws - bastille | vi. human - gabrielle aplin | vii. tiptoe - imagine dragons | viii. tempest - amaluna (cirque du soleil) | ix. girls chase boys - ingrid michaelson | x. angel of small death and the codeine scene - hozier

aristotsle:

the wailing woman

For the girls who can’t seem to escape death, feeling his cold hands brush their arms and grip their throats, whispering bittersweet in their ears.

soldvt:

“Then light shone from Logafell,
and from that radiance there came bolts of lightning;
wearing helmets at Himingvani [came the valkyries].
Their byrnies were drenched in blood;
and rays shone from their spears.”

VALKYRIE: for the warrior women who decide upon the slain (the worthy and the legendary) to serve in the great hall of the afterlife (to love and prepare for the end of times). | listen

sir-interesting-shockleton:

wardencommanderkarnstein:

achilliads:

PRETTY FLY FOR A WHITE GUY: a mix for icarus, history’s greatest downfall

“guy’s i’m gonna get so hella tanned” — icarus, probably

1. breaking free high school musical 
2. i believe i can fly r kelly 
3. defying gravity wicked 
4. wind beneath my wings bette midler 
5. here comes the sun the beatles 
6. timber pitbull feat. ke$ha 
7. drop it like it’s hot snoop dogg feat. pharrell williams 
8. it’s raining men the weather girls

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this is literally the most hilarious mix i have every seen im crying help

THIS IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN

mythaelogy:

[READ] He was always better with words than I

argonauticae:

♕  D O W N,  D O W N,  G O N E: a mix for orpheus, descending

somewhere a man is standing at a dark gate, lyre in hand. he is not weeping; he has wept so long that he is emptied out, and the spirits of the woods wept with him. now his eyes are dry as stones, and his heart as hard. he knows where he must go; he knows what he must do he knows where this grey road leads. his foot is on the path. he is setting out. he is gone.

you are my sunshine peter broderick | ashes hauschka & hilary hahn | bow to string iii: air to breath daniel bjarnason | Þú ert sólin olafur arnalds | elegia jacaszek | feelings for something lost in two parts (pt. 2) library tapes | they being dead yet speaketh johann johannsson | words melt away rothko

timrothy:

I HUNT THEREFORE I AM — For werewolves who live by themselves and will never be back home; who hear the call of the wild and howl to the bright full moon above their heads. After their transformation, their whole bodies quiver, and their lips trickle down drops of blood.

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fleurdelaceur:

TROY: A FANMIX… “everything is more beautiful / because we’re doomed. / you will never be lovelier than you are now. / we will never be here again.”

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baroquepearls:

Follow Me Down - A Mix for Orpheus and Eurydice

“My wife is the cause of my journey. A viper she trod on diffused its venom into her body, and robbed her of her best years. I longed to be able to accept it, and I do not say I have not tried: Love won. O gods of this world, placed below the earth, I beg you, by these fearful places, by this immense abyss, and the silence of your vast realms, reverse Eurydice’s swift death.”

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