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takimakiiiii · 9 months ago

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did you order pasta, miss?

part1! to the cosmic girl records

!Cosmic Girl Records!

Summary: going to italy for the italian gp and getting pasta spilled all over you by a stranger wasn’t on your bingo card that year

fc!: random girls on pinterest <3

olliebearman x reader & platonic!grid x reader

a/n: reader own a german shepherd dog called mickey. don’t pay attention to any of the dates, likes etc on the insta and twitter posts i got lazy. also this is my first post in this sort of category? u catch my drift? 😭 i do write but i rather try this out first anyways enjoy and please leave me feedback it’s always appreciated!

disclaimer: there are some sensitive comments and things said that may offend some people, they are just included for humour and feel free to scroll away any time

all photos go to their rightful owners and all of them are found on pinterest!

warnings: swearing, telling people to die (in a joking way), reader and the 2019 rookies have friendly banter where offensive things may be said idk if there’s any other ones but lmk if there is

word count!: 1.6k words i think? 😭😭

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unfortunatelyy/n: i’ve got 99 problems and going to italy has solved 98 of them

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User1: Who’s she?

User 2: She’s good friends with the 2019 rookies and the rest of the grid bit she’s been besties with Lando forever, she’s a couple of years younger than him though

user7: she’s studying mechanical engineering though in NYC but she travels a lot to support the 2019 rookies

Bestie1: um pic credits please 🙄

unfortunatelyy/n: geez okay bossy 😤

landonorris: i better get a post when i win in Monza

georgerussel64: as if, you’d be lucky to even finish the race with 4 tires still intact

landonorris: @carmenmundt come and get your child. He’s escaped the psych ward again

georgerussel64: you’re just bitter I’ve got more wins than you

landonorris: blocked, reported and my mom’s calling your mom

unfortunatelyy/n: stop fighting in my comments section girls

User3: she cooked ya’ll

user5: lando and y/n are so cute

user6: be so fr rn

user4: love how she and the 2019 rookies are still so close

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alex_albon: you’ll be cheering for me in Monza right y/n? *sharpening knives

unfortunatelyy/n: WOAH

lilymhe: i don’t know him

alex_albon: HEY

unfortunatelyy/n: @lilymhe it’s always been you and me bae 🥰

alex_albon: stop stealing my girlfriend

unfortunatelyy/n: no.🫶

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unfortunatelyy/n: shoutout to the 6ft brown haired boy who spilled pasta all over my new red dress, i hate you🖕

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landonorris: HAHA.

unfortunatelyy/n: i hope you DNF this weekend

georgerussel64: you tell him y/n

unfortunatelyy/n: 😐

user1: NOT THE RED DRESS

user2: curse you, brown haired boy

olliebearman: sorry for the dress 😔

user3: OLLIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user4: this was not on my 2024 bingo card.

landonorris: don’t be sorry, I would’ve done the same

unfortunatelyy/n: i hate you both 🖕🖕

user9: she's so petty I love her 😍

user5: ollie being the boy who spilled pasta on y/n is wild

User6: fr like what in the multiverse is this 😭

lilymhe: come to me and i’ll buy you as many dresses as you like 😍

unfortunatelyy/n: omw honey 🤭

alex_albon: I-

georgerussel64: you just gotta let it happen mate.

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unfortunatelyy/n: okay, what are thinking for this weekend, ya’ll?

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user1: not ollie in the likes

User2: he’s down bad, maybe the pasta spill wasn’t on accident 😏

user3: i mean do u blame him, i would trip over if i saw her too

alex_albon: “ya’ll” you’ve been spending way too much time with logan

unfortunatelyy/n: god bless america‼️ 🇺🇸🦅🗣️

unfortunatelyy/n: WTF IS A KILOMETRE 🔥🔥🔥🦅🦅🦅🦅

Landonorris: TRAITOR, IS THAT AN OSCAR CAP I SEE 🫵

unfortunatelyy/n: i’ve always been an oscar girlie at heart

oscarpiastri: as it should be 👍

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landonorris: i see how it is. betrayed by my two best friends, the world’s full of fake people isn’t it.

unfortunatelyy/n: oh please stop being so dramatic, don’t pretend u only use me for my fame

landonorris: GASP. how could you say such a thing

georgerussell64: pretty sure 90% of your followers follow you because of her

landonorris: wow. low blow mate.

unfortunatelyy/n: where’s the lie tho? 🤔

landonorris: alexa, play traitor by olivia rodrigo

user7: here for the love-hate relationship between y/n and the 2019 rookies

lewishamilton: roscoe says you should go for mercedes in monza

unfortunatelyy/n: Mercedes it is!

landonorris: never in my 24 years of living on earth have i ever felt so betrayed.

unfortunatelyy/n: roscoe’s wishes are my commands 🤷‍♀️

georgerussel64: amen sister 🙌🗣️

unfortunatelyy/n: get out of my comment section Russell

user4: the williams t-shirt goes hard tho

user5: oh to be y/n *sigh

olliebearman: how about ferrari?

unfortunatelyy/n: hmm, we’ll see, pasta boy

user9: THE GASP I GUSP

user10: pasta boy 😭

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unfortunatelyy/n: congratulations, ig 😒

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landonorris: really? you had to use those photos?

unfortunatelyy/n: why? What’s wrong with them? I think you look very macho, especially in the first and third pic.

landonorris: i think i just lost a piece of my manhood.

user6: the three reasons i love y/n: number 1: because she’s hot and sexy, number 2. I wish I was her, number 3. Because of the lando content she gives us

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user4: THE THIRD PIC IM DYING

user5: always leave it to y/n to humble lando after a win

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user9: GUYS. Y/N WAS WEARING A FERRARI JACKET IN THE PADDOCK TODAY

user3: WHAT

user9: and so it begins.

user13: I CALLED IT.

user17: excusez moi?

user32: I SCREAMED.

lewishamilton: i told roscoe you wore a ferrari jacket today. let’s just say that he doesn't want to be seeing you in the foreseeable future

unfortunatelyy/n: WAIT NOOO

user12: not lewis exposing her 😭

unfortunatelyy/n: ROSCOE PLEASE FORGIVE ME

lewishamilton: he says you can only make it up with a playdate with mickey

unfortunatelyy/n: omw with mickey 🏃‍♀️‍➡️

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unfortunatelyy/n: my babies 🥰 dog playdate soon anyone?

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charles_leclerc: leo says you have officially been demoted to 2nd favourite aunt

unfortunately/n: WAIT NO WHO’S FIRST

pierregasly: bitch it’s me.

unfortunatelyy/n: @francisca.cgomes come and get your boyfriend he’s bullying me

charles_leclerc: it’s actually @lilymhe

unfortunatelyy/n: TRAITORS.

user1: anyone else been here since Mickey was a puppy?

user2: ikr he’s so big now its making me cry 😭

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lewishamilton: @pierregasly @charles_leclerc @unfortunatelyy/n @olliebearman @carlossainz55 dog playdate next week?

landonorris: can i come too

unfortunatelyy/n: no dog no invite

landonorris: @oscarpiastri can we buy a dog

oscarpiastri: what.

user3: i have a feeling that we should get used to seeing ollie in the likes more often now

user4: homeboy’s whipped fr

user5: if only he had the confidence to ask her out 😔

user10: GUYS RELAX THEY’RE JUST FRIENDS

user9: mickey’s the real f1 star fr

olliebearman: @unfortunatelyy/n how about instead of a dog playdate, i take you out on a real date?

user6: MY BOY’S FINALLY SHOOTING HIS SHOT

user7: GO GO GO GO GO

user11: CHAT IS THIS REAL

unfortunatelyy/n: will there be any pasta involved? 🤨

olliebearman: no promises

unfortunatelyy/n: hmmm. . . text me.

landonorris: nO

user8: LETS FREAKING GOOO

user11: THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL

user9: my life is complete, i can finally die in peace

user10: i’m sorry i doubted yall 😔

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unfortunatelyy/n: what do we think guys? and don’t worry, there was no pasta involved

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user11: phew, no pasta, really dodged a bullet there 👍

landonorris: WOAH WOAH WOAH HANG ON A MINUTE

unfortunatelyy/n: what do you want, mom?

landonorris: GASP. Is that grammar I see? what has he done to you 😨

unfortunatelyy/n: seriously?

landonorris: @georgerussel64 and @alex_albon back me up here

georgerussell64: unfortunately he’s right, no boyfriends on our watch

unfortunatelyy/n: then look away.

georgerussell64: @landonorris . . . she got us there.

landonorris: @alex_albon?

alex_albon: lily is forcing me to stay out of it 😔

unfortunatelyy/n: HA. EVERYONE LAUGH 🤣

charles_leclerc: 🤣

lewishamilton: 🤣

maxverstappen1: 🤣

carlossainz55: 🤣

danielricciardo: 🤣

landonorris: wow.

user5: all the boys being so bitter and not liking the post 😭

user9: but them still jumping in to bully lando any chance they get

olliebearman: did you seriously just ask your 8 million followers what they think about me 😰

unfortunatelyy/n: it’s actually 9 million but . . .yes 😅

user3: everyone out here wishing they had older brothers just like the grid to be protective over them 😔

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unfortunatelyy/n: italy you will be missed, where to next?

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olliebearman: pic creds please 🙄

unfortunatelyy/n: okay okay calm down pal 🥱

user1: pal 😭 i can’t

user7: “how to be as beautiful as y/n no borax no glue”

user2: IS THAT THE DATE OLLIE TOOK HER ON

user3: screaming, crying, throwing up all at once

user4: i can’t decide whether i want to be ollie or y/n

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bestie1: you’ve forgotten about me already i see. I HATE YOU, YOU’RE THE WORST.

unfortunatelyy/n: I’M LITERALLY OUT BUYING CHEETOS FOR U GIRL

user6: HELP THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS HILARIOUS

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landonorris: hmmm, i think i dislike the first pic

unfortunately/n: so petty geez 🙄

landonorris: we’re literally the same person

unfortunately/n: die ❤️

alexandrasaintmleux: gorgeous 😍 loved seeing you in Monza!

unfortunatelyy/n: marry me 🥰

charles_leclerc: 🤨

olliebearman: 🤨

unfortunatelyy/n: SO JUDGY GEEZ

alexandrasaintmleux: they’ll never accept us 😔

unfortunatelyy/n: killing them is always an option 😌 🔪

charles_leclerc: that’s murder.

unfortunatelyy/n: i’m aware 😒

user5: HELP SHE’S GONE CRAZY

a/n: thank you for reading if you finished it! have a lovely day xxx

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mossfrg · 2 years ago

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Jersey Gotham

Okay as someone born and raised in Jersey, I feel like we as a fandom are missing out on truly Jersey-ified Gotham. Like, c’mon, Jersey Girl Brucie Wayne??? So here I am to present a list of things I need more of because god damn it make Batfam— mostly Bruce, Jason, Tim, Steph, and Duke— Jersey (all based on my own personal experiences/real things that have happened to me):

Bruce cannot pump his own gas. He just. Doesn’t know how to. It’s not like a rich person thing, he just never learned cause he’s from fucking Jersey and never leaves Gotham. Jason didn’t know how and Talía lost her shit “How??? You are child superhero??? Who died and spontaneously came back??? But you can’t pump gas??” Tim kinda knows cause of Titans but again, he never really had to. (There’s a Twitter threaded dedicated to the Wayne family titled “is this rich or Jersey”). Steph and Duke can but they both pretend not too.

There have been fist fights over whether it’s pork roll or taylor ham. Jason and Bruce are very adamantly pork roll like the good Southern Jersey boys they are— it’s the one thing they can agree in most days— but Tim is taylor ham. Steph and Duke, despite being South Jersey, like to cause chaos and flip sides constantly. Dick, Damian, and Cass couldn’t care less.

The Absolute Hatred of New York/NYC. Doesn’t matter which kid it is, Bruce (and Alfred) got them all on board with this. Don’t even get them started on the Statue of Liberty; it’s a Wayne family tradition to try and buy it from NY because technically it’s more in NJ than NY and it’s closer too. They’ve yet to be successful but Bruce has hope for when it’s Damian’s turn.

And bc of this hatred of NYC comes the support of Philly!! None of them are super big sport fans, but they do cheer for Eagles, 76ers, and Union. Bruce, thanks to Alfred, is a big fan of soccer (“it’s football, master Bruce, I didn’t raise you in a barn”), and is a member of the Sons of Ben. He can be found in the River End of the stadium with Jason cheering for Union at pretty much every home game. There are multiple videos of Brucie Wayne and Jason Wayne screaming at refs, launching fireworks off the roof, and cursing out opposing teams’ players. Duke and Tim can be found 76ers games, while Steph frequents Eagles games.

Accents. Pls for the love of god give those boys (and Steph) accents. They are from New Fucking Jersey. They say “cawfee” and “tawlk.” They pronounce 0% of their t’s in the middle of words— kitten is ki’en, Trenton is tren’in. Jason and Steph drop letters when they gets pissed, Bruce slurs words, Duke and Tim drop passive-aggressive “y’all’s” to piss people off.

Driving. Now it’s not that they’re shit drivers, it’s that everyone else is a shit driver, and it’s not helped that majority of them learned to drive in the Batmobile. Steph has a loudspeaker on her car and frequently yells “fucking Pennsylvania turn your goddamn blinker on!” while driving. Bruce has a room in the manor dedicated to his speeding tickets. Tim as gotten into multiple fists fights at lights because people were driving slow in the fast lane. Jason is infamous for doing the Jersey Slide.

Jason, Tim, and Steph have gotten mugged before. They talked their way out of it and gave tips to the mugger. Bruce has kicked a rabid raccoon while walking home before because what else was he supposed to do? Duke has ordered a “pork roll egg and cheese on an everything” before in Not-Jersey and cried because they don’t have it. Several foreign benefactors of WE have asked for translators at meetings with Brucie cause Brucie’s accent is so thick and exaggerated. IN CONCLUSION: making Batfam (and gotham) Jersey is funny as hell and presents so many good opportunities. Make Batfam Jersey! (again these are all just my personal experiences, big state yada yada, different experiences, blah blah idgaf I jsut need batfam fist fighting over pork roll)

#batfam #richard grayson #bruce wayne #brucie wayne #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #duke thomas #cassandra cain #alfred pennyworth #gotham #Please make them Jersey #Gotham is literally in Jersey #Make batfam jersey #Yes I did kick a raccoon once worth it

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tanoraqui · 1 year ago

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Having just read/reread 2/3 of the serieses, the most interesting side character in the assorted Percy Jackson books is definitely Chiron. Explicitly or very clearly implicitly canonical facts about PJO!Chiron:

Obviously, Chiron is the metaphorical heart of Camp Half Blood, and the one actually in charge of it regardless of whoever the gods appoint as Camp Director. He’s the best parent a lot of these kids ever have. If Chiron isn’t at Camp, something is wrong, either at Camp or something is so wrong elsewhere that he’s off dealing with it. If Chiron goes down in a fight, it is quite literally time to Panic.

He was blessed/cursed by the gods with immortal life “so long as there are heroes to train.”

Because demigod lives are the way they are, this has trapped him in an endless grieving cycle of training young people just enough to survive for a little longer before they’re killed. Enough to die heroically at age 15 rather than desperately at age 12, like.

His unhappiness with this mostly comes out in vague allusions to the fact that you will probably die on this quest, which he refuses to elaborate on, instead forcing a smile back into his face and handing you a first aid kit for the road.

Because of this? he never goes to Olympus unless explicitly summoned. This isn’t something that’s been barred to him, it’s a matter of principle.

Because of all this? the gods immediately scapegoat him for tree!Thalia’s poisoning, despite the fact that literally half of them are also Kronos’s children.

Despite all this, there is absolutely no indication that any villain ever attempts to suborn Chiron by offering him, and/or the youths under his care, a better deal. Presumably because they know he’d tell them (politely) to fuck right off.

Grieve though he does, care deeply for every child who comes under his care though he does, he is never (outright) cynical nor does he hesitate to embrace the mythological genre and role he’s in. He trains, guides, and guards where he can…and he encourages them to be heroes, risky though that is. The second it might be safe, he helps Rachel attempt to become the new Oracle, even though the last person to try went mad. He takes a dozen kids who came to Camp Half-Blood for the first time 2 weeks ago into potentially deadly battle to save NYC, as a “field trip.”

Chiron is as good at archery as Apollo at his best (Apollo admits this, privately). I don’t think we ever see him shoot an arrow that’s not a successful kill shot.

In about 36 hours, Chiron can raise a small army of wild centaurs from any or all herds throughout North America. There is no indication that centaurs will regularly listen to anyone else.

He’s an honorary member of the ruling council of satyrs.

Chiron periodically coordinates with hero-trainers from other mythologies to avert truly world-shattering disasters. He does not seem to regard this as the gods’ business.

He likes Dean Martin.

Truly the epitome of that one good teacher who genuinely understands and supports you as best they can while dealing with an unhelpful and often unfriendly school administration, whom you eventually realize is somehow even cooler in their non-school life!

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #chiron #pjo chiron #chiron pjo

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spdrslayr · 2 years ago

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004. atsv headcanons ! ★ post collider jonathon ohnn x reader…

! pt. 1 - pre collider hcs. ⁀➷ srcs... masterlist .rules. intro .

| synopsis, ୨♡୧ a little glimpse into your relationship with the spot.

★ tags -> gender neutral reader; johnathon ohnn; the spot; fluff; etc...

★ warnings -> cursing; johnathon being a meanie; mentions of trauma & abandonment

★ w.c -> 1,028

| xox, mei! ୨♡୧ -> i'm sorry these are so much shorter than p1.! tbh i had some trouble making these post-collider headcanons - so i might make a third part with more depth :] for now i hope this is okay!!

you’re everything to him. before the accident, he wasn’t too open about his feelings. anything about his stressful home life as a child and his insecurity paled in comparison to his work, and you. but once everyone else abandoned him after the accident, he found himself lost in you. you saved him at a time when he wanted nothing more than to disappear, bringing him back to the real world with your love and affection.

at first, he really doesn’t like talking about the accident. but it doesn’t take long for him to fall apart before you, trembling and crying as he vents. late in the night, you’ll soothe him, holding him close while he cries into the crook of your neck.

johnathon’s still awkward, but he’s cockier. in spite of all the tragedy, he feels so powerful now. his initial appearance aside, johnny’s more confident now that he can literally control the entire multiverse. it makes him feel worthy of your love in a way that wasn’t present before he became the spot.

he’ll say flirty things out loud that he wouldn’t dare tell you in the past, being more forward and upfront about his attraction towards you.

johnathon’s mischievous ass got the best powers to fuck around with. he’ll pop out of nowhere to scare the shit out of you and it sends him into a fit of giggles.

johnathon’s far more protective of you now. before the accident, he’d worry about you, but trusted that you were strong enough to fend for yourself. now? anything’s possible. it doesn’t matter if he trusts you when doesn’t trust anyone else. he likes knowing where you are and when you’ll be back home. he loathes the thought of anyone taking you away from him, especially spider-man.

sometimes he’ll go out with you. nyc is dangerous so he’ll be by your side, looming in a horrible disguise with well-meaning intentions. he just wants to keep you safe.

he loves annoying you with his spot and hole puns. being with someone who accepts him really helped in regards to finding the good in his new powers.

“holy moly!”

“that’s a whole lotta trouble.”

you got him a kitty cat. johnny doesn’t really work anymore, so a lot of times he’s stuck at home alone. he tries so hard not to seem clingy but he can’t help but mope whenever you leave. when you first got cow, johnathon was a little insulted.

“i’m a super villain! I don’t need a cat!”

they became best friends within the span of 24 hours.

#atsv #across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #johnathon ohnn #johnathon ohnn x reader #the spot #the spot x reader #jonathan ohnn #jonathan ohnn x reader #johnathan ohnn #johnathan ohnn x reader

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dramioneasks · 5 months ago

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HP FESTS: DramioneFanfictionWriters (Part 9)

DFW Tropes Fest 2024:

A Blade in the Earth by still_a_dragon - T, one-shot - Hermione sneaks away from Ron and Harry to meet up with Draco Malfoy mere weeks after being tortured by his Aunt at the Manor. He's been contacting her at night using magic wholly unfamiliar to her, and says he has something she needs to take down Voldemort for good. She doesn't trust him, but will do anything to end this war. When she arrives, Hermione learns more about magic than she bargained for and her fate is turned on its head by a blade in the earth.

What Dreams May Come To Be by Astrangefan - T, one-shot - Draco leaves the wizarding world as part of a deal to avoid Azkaban. Hermione leaves because she is just done with the wizarding world in general. They both end up in the same university, only they don't know each other. As it turns out, here's a lot they don't know.

Spooky Scary Death Eaters Send Shivers Down My Spine by Mykonos19 - E, one-shot - Lord Voldemort had won. The Battle of Hogwarts ended with the life of Harry Potter barely intact. Seven years later, living in NYC, Hermione Granger is approached by Draco Malfoy with information about Voldemort. Draco knows how to kill him

Every Day With You by NurseBoss - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy sustains a concussion from a bludger during a recent quidditch match. When he wakes, he insists that Hermione Granger is his girlfriend. What if Hermione Granger, with some encouraged prompting from her friend Ginny, decides to play along with Draco's alternate perception of their relationship. Then....just what if lines get blurred and feelings develop.

More to Learn by Back_to_Fanfic - T, one-shot - At the age of eleven, only child Hermione Granger was thrilled to learn that she was a witch, and to start attending Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Finally, she had a reason to not feel so alone in the world. She desperately hoped this new school would yield both new learning and new friendships, but unfortunately that was not the case. By her seventh year, she had two friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. When both her friends start dating girls from another house, she finds herself in the middle of a game of Truth or Dare. It turns out that despite being a top student she still has a lot to learn. Set in an AU in which Voldemort didn’t make any Horcruxes, and actually died the night he tried to kill Harry after murdering Lily and James Potter.

Where the End of You Begins by intrin6 - M, one-shot - Long ago, Bertrand Malfoy was sentenced to death by Marie Granger. Casting a curse on him, Malfoy ensures that his family will be the doom of Granger's. Now, many years later, their legacies meet at Hogwawrts. Sworn to end the Granger line, Draco Malfoy must now find a way to kill Hermione Granger. If his treacherous heart doesn't kill him first.

DFW Dramione Valentines 2025:

Pink, It’s My New Obsession by ReadstheRoom - E, WIP - “Muggle humidifiers, they turn water to steam and then sort of push moisture into the air. I used the same technique to vaporize a microdose of Draught of Peace. It’s just enough to put people at ease…” Fascinating. He’s breathing it in. “Isn’t that illegal, dosing patients without telling them ahead of time?” He groans as her thumb presses a particularly painful spot in his wand hand before quickly soothing it away with the cooling magic. “Technically, you signed your approval, it’s in the fine print.” This time he definitely hears smug amusement. “But if you are not enjoying the effects I can certainly turn it off.” “Carry on, oh wellness witch, I feel bloody amazing.” OR Healer Hermione has opened a Wellness Spa to help treat trauma, physical and mental, caused by the wizarding war. Draco is gifted four sessions with an ‘unknown’ Wellness Specialist. What could go wrong?

Use Somebody by Fromagerie (Elfminster) - E, one-shot - It's valentine's day, and Hermione has been so stressed with work she didn't even realise. When Harry and Ginny invite her to come along to their favourite muggle sex club, she takes a chance and decides to try something new. And the mysterious masked man with an excellent jawline seems exactly like the someone she has been looking for...

True North by iwasbotwp - T, one-shot - What helped Draco navigate the war, reminded him to stay strong in prison afterwards, and still guides him today? A compass. And something more.

We're gonna be timeless by Mariana_Monteverde - T, one-shot - Draco walks into Borgin and Burkes one evening and everything changes in his and Hermione's lives...

Meet The Parents by ladydreadful - M, one-shot - "Draco, just knock already." "It's your parent's house, you knock." Hermione gave him a pointed stare. Draco stared back at her with a look that can only be described as pure stubbornness. His arms were crossed, chin tilted slightly upward, and a hint of unease furrowed his brows. “Coward,” she hissed, though it lacked any real anger. Draco sighed loudly, before running his hands through his pale hair and squaring up with the door. “It’s going to be fine,” Hermione reassured him, adjusting the hem of her jumper. Draco muttered something under his breath that sounded like a mixture of “barmy” and “mental” before he raised his fist to the door. He hesitated, not turning to look at her as he asked, “Should we have a code word in case we need to leave?” Hermione laughed but when she saw the serious look on his face, she softened. “Sure. How about Merlin?” Draco nods once, his still arm reanimating and rapping against the door in three solid knocks.

How You've Haunted Me by flags_fiend - T, one-shot - Draco submits to giving evidence at his trial via Veritaserum-laced memory extraction. The resulting revelations are a surprise to everyone.

till death do us part by TeTe91 - G, one-shot - Draco knew she had arrived when the officiant's eyes honed in on a spot down the aisle behind him. The broad smile on the officiant’s face promised a beautiful sight. Although they had opted to elope without any witnesses or guests, they had agreed that the occasion warranted special attire. Dressed in elaborate robes, Draco stood with his back to his approaching bride. A soft beat hung in the air to accompany her entrance. His heart picked up, its beat drumming in his neck. Inside him, the urge to turn around to see his bride warred with the sudden anxiety of their marriage becoming a reality. OR Draco's inner monologue while he exchanges vows with Hermione.

Requiem by CLawliette - M, WIP - When darkness is all you can see, when love and death embrace, when all hope is lost... There is when lovers found. [WARNINGS: CHARACTER DEATH]

a fragment of your life by EastWindmlk - T, one-shot - Draco is saved from a Dementor's Kiss by an old custom, a law he'd forgotten about, a gallows marriage with the last person he ever expected to agree to such a thing: Hermione Granger. Now, he is forced to live with his new wife, which he does begrudgingly. Locked in his room, he contemplates his situation and his actions.

What I’ve Always Wanted: A Valentine's Story in Two Parts by Ceilidhchaos - M, one-shot - Hermione goes to the awards gala on Valentine's Day without her husband, but not without admirers.

Nothing by PearlButtons - E, one-shot - I know, I know, the way that it goes You get what you give, you reap what you sow ... So touch me again I feel my shadow dissolving --- In the aftermath of the Dark Lord's victory over Harry Potter, Draco provides information to the Order. If only they'd fucking listen to him.

Dragon in a Bottle by Leahofthesky - E, WIP - Over twenty years have passed since Draco Malfoy left Hermione Granger at the altar, and now, she's sitting at his dining room table. Unfortunately for her, she’s the feast. Or is it? After transforming Hermione into an Eternal, Draco is forced to confront a past he's spent years running from—and it’s one that’s full of guilt, regret, and unfinished business. As if the weight of their complicated history isn’t enough, keeping the fiery Hermione in his life proves to be much harder than Draco anticipated. Their reunion ignites a whirlwind of emotions, dangerous foes, and dark secrets they both wish had stayed buried. With a mix of romance, dramedy and horror, Draco and Hermione must navigate a twisted new reality where their deepest feelings are tested and the stakes are higher than they ever imagined. Will they come together or be torn apart by the shadows of their past? OR Draco Malfoy, a playboy Eternal with a troubled past, makes the ultimate mistake when he turns his former fiancée into an immortal—and is forced to face a lifetime of ugly emotions, deep regrets, and a growing number of dangerous enemies. As old wounds reopen, he must figure out how to keep Hermione in his life for good—before it’s too late. [WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON]

Kinda Like Being in Love by teh_kris_eh - T, one-shot - When Draco is dragged out for a pub night after a long week, he thought he'd end up playing wingman (or babysitter) for his best friend. To his surprise, the night holds much more in store.

Want You To Know Who I Am by CatastrophicallyFaz - G, WIP - Draco Malfoy is ostracised from the Wizarding World, justifiably so. Especially after the war. But, at a Ministry Gala, Hermione Granger, the one girl he has been pining for over the last decade makes a move that he couldn't predict.

Wouldn't It Be Sweet? by TotallyTalia - M, one-shot - After running into Hermione Granger at the Three Broomsticks, Draco Malfoy immediately notices that something isn't quite right with his former classmate. Will he be able to help her finally have her 'sweet escape'?

Quilted In Your Name by Amity0813 - M, WIP - As it turns out, Hermione Granger isn’t the only first year who finds herself out of her depth at a new school with social hierarchies and cliques. Draco Malfoy is just a boy, raised to think a certain type of way about the world… but when he finally gets to school and finds out all those beliefs are lies, he has a hard time grappling with it. Or, two lonely kids both find themselves seeking solace in an abandoned bathroom on the second floor, but what they find instead is a friendship with each other.

Sun To Me by AuroraNyx - G, one-shot - Draco decides that it's time to take a stand and create his own path in life. One where he stands by Hermione's side, instead of running away from her. Now all he has to do is...tell his Mother.

Keep your friends close... by lollie2796 - G, one-shot - When the war ends and it's time to return for their seventh year. The group is so small that Blaise (Pansy) decides they need to break the ice with a game of spin the bottle.

For the Best by greyditto - T, one-shot - Hermione and Draco both demand answers from each other when she shows up in his bedroom on the morning of his wedding to someone else.

All I want is to fly with you, so why don't we rewrite the stars? by MarionAveoneLuther - T, 3 chapters - Because what was there to run from? The war was over. Her Hogwarts studies were completed. The future was waiting neatly ahead. Therapy had been attended, the right words said, the expected steps taken. The dead had been mourned, as they should be. But no one had thought to ask about the living. It didn’t matter, though, because she had left it all behind. She'd packed her hauntings in a suitcase, boarded a plane, and never once looked back. Not until now. Five years was a long time. . . . He stepped in—closer than before. Closer than he should. Close enough that she could smell his cologne—amber, cedar, and something more something inherently him. The scent wrapped around her, drowning out everything else. His voice dropped to a whisper. “You give me too much credit.” Hermione’s brain stuttered. Her chest rose and fell as she looked up at him, still not used to this new height difference or the intoxicating proximity. Then—he extended a hand. “Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question. . . . Or Draco & Hermione meat again after five years apart. Can they rewrite the stars?

Fall For Me by volchitsa - T, one-shot - So won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me? Through a fractured existence, won't you fall for me?

Yours by The_Renegade - M, WIP - Hermione Granger doesn’t do relationships. She has far too much going on in her life that she needs to focus on - such as, being the best damn sports medi-witch in the field. Working with Quidditch hadn’t always been the plan, until she saw Ginny Weasley nearly not recover from a crash, then she threw her whole heart and soul into the process. Draco Malfoy didn’t expect to be traded to a different team half way through the season. And yet, here he is. With Hermione Granger tending to him as his healer.

Pulled Into The Void by Astrangefan - M, 11 chapters - Draco is a healer. Hermione is a curse breaker. They are best friends and roommates. When Hermione's curse breaking job goes awry, Draco has to pick up the pieces. And one of the last pieces is telling her that he loves her and is in love with her. What will she say?

Growing Old by OrangeCrush282 - T, one-shot - In order to seduce his wife, Draco searches for a love poem he wrote Hermione thirty-five years before.

The World Is Ugly by WellCatsExtreme (ThatDarnCatt) - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger slowly working their way through the first year or two after the Second Wizarding War. Set to The World is Ugly by My Chemical Romance

Love of mine, someday you will die by Saberspooky - E, WIP - Aside from his brief stint on the dark side, Draco Malfoy lived a relatively boring life. He was finishing his last year of specialty training on the Dark Curses and Creatures floor of St. Mungo's. He volunteered at his aunt's orphanage. He occasionally went out for a drink with friends. However, all of that changed when Hermione Granger showed up at St.Mungo's bleeding out from a vampire bite and Draco, the resident vampire healer, was charged with saving her life (kind of).

A Discovery by Nomdeplume16 - G, one-shot - In which Draco Malfoy realizes something is wrong, or perhaps right.

Heart Beats Fast by Chels_Writes_a_Fic - E, WIP - Draco Malfoy is cursed with natural legilimency—a gift of magic that runs in the Malfoy line. He spends each day in agony, trying and failing to ignore the constant frivolous thoughts of his peers and professors until he meets the new girl whose thoughts are blessedly silent. As a freshly-sorted Gryffindor muggleborn, Hermione Granger is firmly on the opposite side of the war, and therefore, firmly off limits, but Draco has always had the tendency to want the things he can’t have.

Head over feet by Miamii - M, one-shot - Love can come fast and crazy. Or it comes slowly, as people change and want to be better.

Bring Me to Life by BasicHumanWrites - M, 3 chapters - Hermione Granger is on an assignment for the Ministry at Azkaban where she finds more than she was expecting--There in a cold and dirty cell below ground, barely hanging on to life, is someone long presumed dead.

(Unloveable) If Only You Could See Me by Forgive_Me_Severus - E, WIP - It was a slow change for Hermione Granger-Weasley. Hopeful girl that she had been before - and after - the Battle of Hogwarts, now she was... sad, pathetic, unloveable. That's what Ron always told her, anyway. Until a couple of wizards fell back into her life and showed her just how wrong he was. [Draco x Hermione x Harry]

you up? by westxnorthwest - E, one-shot - no summary

We'll Be Alright by Back_to_Fanfic - E, one-shot - Back at Hogwarts for their eighth year, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy find themselves inexplicably pulled towards one another. One night, Draco runs into Hermione in the library and learns that she's struggling more than he ever would have thought.

I’m Yours by unhingedhufflepuff - M, one-shot - Magically muzzled by the Wizengamot as punishment for his inaction during her torture at his home, Draco attempts to woo Hermione Granger into making the first move.

Like Oysters and Pearls by Undercover_ballerina - M, one-shot - Draco fucked up. Truly, epically, fucked up. Hermione left him. He needs to prove to her that he has changed.

The World According to Us by NurseBoss - E, one-shot - A hidden office dalliance between Granger and Malfoy has been ongoing for months. It had always been a rushed affair whenever the opportunity presented itself. Neither one of them ever pushed for more, not that they talked about it. Ginny insists Hermione take her brother Charlie as her date to the upcoming mandatory DMLE Employee Annual Gala. She may enter with one man, but exits with another.

I Don't Want to Be Alone Tonight by intrin6 - T, one-shot - Hermione is tired of being couped up with no one but her cat (as great as he is). To stand up against her loneliness, she goes to a club.

The way life goes by emotionalsupporthufflepuff - M, one-shot - After going away on a journey of self discovery, Hermione return to England with a secret to reveal...

Caught Between Shadows by Cronebutcute - M, one-shot - Voldemort is dead. So is Harry Potter. The Ministry lies in ruins, and those who remain in Britain are left to fend for themselves in a world without order, justice, or mercy. The war didn’t end—it simply broke everything beyond repair. Hermione Granger is done fighting for a cause that no longer exists. Survival is the only law now, and she intends to do more than just survive—she will carve out a future on her own terms. That future, however, requires power, wealth, and an alliance with the most unlikely of partners: Draco Malfoy.

This fest is ongoing.

#dramionefanfictionwriters #fests/exchanges/challenges #dramione

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regretisstoredintheme · 2 years ago

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Request! Rise Donnie x reader that is smarter than him and teases him about it and he's furious about having a crush on them being 100% oblivious that reader already knows and feels the same way. From Donnie's POV. PLEASE and thank you!

I’ve been dreaming of a— HMMMMMM????

Request, you say????

“Anonymous asked: Request! Rise Donnie x reader that is smarter than him and teases him about it and he's furious about having a crush on them being 100% oblivious that reader already knows and feels the same way. From Donnie's POV. PLEASE and thank you!”

A/N: unfortunately, I can’t see any way that this would go well... If any writer wants to take this prompt and make a fluff version of this, have at thee! But I can only imagine this going one way….

Smarter. (A Oneshot) - Donatello x Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for Witch Town & Mind Meld, angst, hurt no comfort, Y/n misreads his feelings, Donnie is a protective father.

The science guy.

That was me.

I “dealt” with things. The “Bill Nye” comments, the teasing, the bantering, the loneliness, the hours of work into every, single, little project I made. I’ve hacked into every camera in NYC. I’ve created sentient machines, reprogrammed a useless movie vehicle to be the best in the world, I would say. Made bombs, robbed and reverse robbed banks, created rockets, bombs, ingenious battle devices, tech-bo, for christs sake! And so! Many! More! But…

Then, there was you.

Perfect, in absolutely every way. Mystic, science, physics, hell — you even beat me in banter, leaving me speechless nearly every time. And you rubbed it in my face. You were the Hamilton to my Aaron Burr. It didn’t help that you checked off all my boxes, Cute and mean, that was my type, and I wanted to bond with you, a fellow scientist who I didn’t have to dumb down my talk for, someone I could be myself around! but you… you made yourself impossible to tolerate. I admit I didn’t take it well, when I realized…

You were everything I wanted to be.

“Awww, is this Shelldon?” You scratched behind one of his many ears, making him trill in delight. “Ahhahawww thanks, dude! Yeah that’a me.” He responded, leaning into your touch. “He’s cute! What coolant do you take, buddy?” You asked, talking down to him like a child, the exact way Sheldon had always reprimanded me for.

“Donnie’s experimenting with different types,” Yes I am, “He’s trying Castrol Radicool Premix right now, it’s been doing good so far.” Thank you.

As expected, you inhale sharply through your teeth, making my attention pique from what I was trying to distract myself with. “Donnie really doesn’t take care of you, huh?”

…

What?

Me?

I don’t take care of Shelldon?

“Uhhh… I don’t know if that’s—“ I can’t bring myself to let him finish, already standing from my gaming chair. I turned on my heel, fury in my eyes as I rolled the seat out of the way, “Excuse me?”

You chuckled, and felt my blood boil, “Awh, Donnie, you’re blushing! Embarrassed?”

“Infuriated.” I answered.

“Oh come off it, I simply think you should try Ethylene Glycol, it would be so much better for winter.” I grit my teeth, every word from your sicky-sweet voice made my skin crawl. I would have attacked you right then and there if I didn’t know you had better tech. Hah, better tech… better than me? ME of all people? No.

I furrow my brows, “That was next on my list..” I seethe, feeling my nerves spike as you poked my shoulder. I hated when you did that, it made my face go red and my palms sweat. Curse this irony, it was like smiling at a joke from a person you’re mad at. It’s frustrating, but involuntary.

“C’mon, we both know you’re not really mad, you’re just frustrated cuz you like me. Look at that blushing nose~!” I felt my voice catch in my throat as you leaned into my face, wanting nothing more than to push you away already. My body was experiencing a freeze response, and I couldn’t even bring myself to push you, it was as if my bones were made of high-grade titanium, the same as my tech.

I clenched my fists, feeling a bit of my confidence return as Shelldon flew to my side. “I thought I was supposed to be the narcissist…” I hissed, feeling my face redden with anger. I’ve never hated anyone more.

Your face turns confused, but I can’t bring myself to realize you might have misunderstood my feelings, “You think you’re so great, don’t you?” Shelldon cowers, I know he hates when I raise my voice, so I lower to a furious whisper, “You think you can just waltz into my lab, my life, and tell me how to run things?” My nails dig into my palm, I resist the urge to threaten you, knowing your body would never be found beneath my hands.

“You think you’re the science guy, don’t you? Think you can correct everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve and just take my place!?” Make me worthless? Be the purple sibling? What next, re-wiring my systems? Taking scraps and making a dark matter accelerator? Drawing on eyebrows to a cheap version of my bandana!?

Your eyebrows knit, “woah, woah, Dondon, I didn’t mean—“ “Don’t fucking call me that!!” I seethe, feeling tears prick at my eyes, I hate how emotional I am when I’m angry, but I’m too deep in now. Some weak, soft shelled part of my heart is telling me to apologize, but I’ve always, always acted with my head. It’s telling me you’re a threat. And you are… aren’t you?

“I’m not a child!” I can feel my heartbeat, eyes wide and I take a deep breath to lower my voice. “And Y’know what, I think I finally found something I’m better at.” I fold my arms, watching a frown finally form on your face.

“Really?” You glared, matching my stiff body language.

“Yeah.” I huff, “Reading the room.”

“You? Read a room?” You scoffed, seeming just as offended, but I didn’t mind. “Ever think maybe, I did all these things — not to take your place, but to impress you?”

“Oh, you made an impression. Alright.” You… wanted to impress me? I turned my back to you, a small voice telling me that maybe, just maybe, I.. wasn’t acting with my head.. “A bad one.” Why am I so defensive? Why did all this get to me? Shelldon was uncomfortable, I was uncomfortable, hell, I bet my brothers could hear this! They’re probably uncomfortable! why couldn’t I be the bigger turtle and just move on?

“Just… leave..” I waved at the air, sinking into my seat with a little regret. Why was it, that around you, I was never enough? That I was just the small, weak soft shell who couldn’t play rough with his brothers? Who broke his glasses? Who practically wore a pillowcase for protection?

Why couldn’t I be cool for you? Why was I talked down to? I’ve accomplished so many things, why is it that nobody can ever look at me in awe!? Why am I always admiring someone else, and never being admired?

“…” the tension in the room began to dissipate, and I listened with baited breath as you closed the curtain behind you. I let out the sigh, and I hear Shelldon round the corner, landing his head on mine, “Well, that could’ve gone better…” he muttered, and I feel something strange as I look down at my workbench— grief? Guilt? Whatever it is, it stuck, no matter how badly I didn’t want to admit it.

“Yeah..” I mutter, twirling my screwdriver, “Yeah it could’ve.”

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A/N: I feel like this might be a lil OOC, am I the only one who gets that vibe?? Idk I’m not really feeling this one, lmk what you guys think 😭 I guarantee another writer could best me at this prompt, and I offer it up to anyone interested! Hope this was ok, anon, really hope I didn’t wreck your day. —

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #donnie x reader #rise donnie x reader #donatello x reader #regrettable writing #donatello #tmnt #tmnt x reader #2018 tmnt #2018 donatello x reader #2018 donnie

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gonetoforks · 2 months ago

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_−☆ Remedial Sociothermal Engineering Studies

Ongoing; 1/6 complete

Summary; 5 + 1 format; 5 times Donnie's been oddly fond of Shoto's quirk + 1 time it all became clear. Shototello enjoyers here is your food.

Ty to @nyxchipz for the idea! 💡

Ch 1 / 6; Intro to Alternate History and Contemporary Weapons Analysis

Ch summary; Donatello shares an interesting but joyful lecture with Todoroki on the bus to the training camp. Pining and age-appropriate intimacy ensues.

W/C; 3,073

Also available on Wattpad! (so sorry i fear the ao3 author curse) (original cover art coming soon! ⬎)

Don shuffled uncomfortably, trapped in the stuffy crowd to his class's-- "his class's" bus. Was he an actual U.A. student? Yes and no.

Sometime after the Kraang attack, he finally figured out how to rebuild that super-collider Mikey'd made a few years ago.

It was supposed to be a cosmic breakthrough in the realm of quantum astronomy, and it was! He had discovered alternative universes!! All for the dumb adults in this dumb world that ran this dumb, dumb, school to insist it was their own fault somehow- the absolute gall. Said it was a "quirk malfunction-" don't even get him started- and put them in "provisional classes" while they "figured out how to get them home."

Donnie hated those accursed child welfare laws. Threatening to put Raph in prison for the horrible, unforgivable crime of having the audacity to be 18 years old and have slightly younger brothers with no other guardians in sight. He hated them almost as much as he hated this overheated, shambling crowd that reminded him more of the slugs in his greenhouse than Todd Scouts.

He'd take a whole week of Todd Scouting right next to good-old NYC over being stuck in the woods for three days in Fantasy Superhero Super-Headache Japan. (--Holy Marie Curie, Mother of Uranium, the sweaty one with a pufferfish for a head just bumped into him. Is this why April despises school so much? He promises to give her a real, heartfelt apology later, with at least three reallys. No, Four "reallys." At least, eugh.)

Nothing in this world was familiar, comfort or discomfort, when he was separated from his brothers. All of them were put in 4 different classes. At least Leo would be nearby at the camp with class 2-B... But something told Donnie he wouldn't be staying very close, social butterfly.

Though, there was a small, dark, crevice of refuge. One thing in this dimension that he'd grown fond of, quite fond of. It warmed him up to the idea that not everything unfamiliar was necessarily a curse upon his life and soul, made it easier to remember the things Mikey said about having a positive outlook.

He hadn't realized that was only a half truth. For everything ridiculous and convoluted about this nonsense planet that had the audacity to call itself Earth, red and blue had always been his favorite color combination. Just look at his goggles, look at the components of the color purple. And, cute but mean had always been his type. Donnie thought he was at least a little lucky to find himself near someone he finds so,, pleasant.

The more unpleasant he found his surroundings, the more he pressed himself closer to Todoroki's left side.

The students of class 2-A (formerly 1-A) were back around to another end-of-term training camp! A... controversial decision among the parents, yes, but with the League disbanded and the country in the hurricane's eye of peace after the war, the students were ecstatic. Midoriya walked with his class right beside Iida, Ochaco, Todoroki, and the new exchange student they found themselves taking under their wing.

(Or, rather, Shoto's wing. For how brazen the new kid is, he'd quickly made himself a nest in Todoroki's good graces. And personal space. Midoriya had asked him about it one evening, if he wanted him to intervene, but Shoto said he was perfectly fine. After that, always the nosiest -analyst in the room, Midoriya made sure to look a little closer. Just to make sure he was okay. And he caught the faintest, hidden, undercover agent pink that snuck up and sold out the rest of Todoroki's monochrome face & monotone voice... Only when Hamato provided an opening. -Hmm.)

Donnie fiddled stiffly through the lack of conversation.

"Hey, quick query; what's gonna be...?" Hamato gestured like flipping through a file cabinet or rolodex. "The haps, the memo; any rundown you guys could share before I seal myself into a slasher-movie-sleepover with you guys here for three days?"

Midoriya perked up, "The training camp? I'm pretty sure it's the same place we went last year, the WWP's home base in The Beast's Forest. Next to a really nice mountain range-"

"The Beast's Forest?" He asked flatly, trying to cork the kid's excitement. Midoriya rushed through regardless.

"When we got there, we had a pretest against a few dirt golems, cooked our dinner,-" Dirt Golems? "-Then the next morning was dedicated to strengthening our quirks, and we had a partner project that night scouting the woods, that was as far as we got-" Don now had only more questions to ask. "-but I doubt it's gonna be the same again this year since a lot of those were surprises to keep us on our toes. l-"

"Sub-query!;" He interrupted. "What do you mean, that's as far as you got?"

Midoriya paused, it was the first time Donnie saw him stop to actually think of how to phrase something. Shoto finally cut in, "...Last year, the camp was attacked by villains," he could only elaborate a sentence and a half longer before Donnie's expression had him trailing off.

Flabbergasted, confused, shocked, that covered about half of the awestruck salad on his face. Shoto was way too affected by those eyebrows for his age, he's too expressive, he thought.

"You were attacked, one of your own was kidnapped, and we're all just like, 'Whoop-dee-doo, let me just walk right back in, yaaayyy!'" He spoke so animatedly, exasperated, "Why??"

The posse looked around themselves awkwardly, "Well- I mean, the group that did it was dissolved..." Ochaco supplied. Donnie looked more vexed than comforted. "It's important that we learn how to face the echoes of past danger to protect those in need, right?!" She swerved away from the concerns with an enthusiastic punch. Opting to try and hype up her classmates.

Is this supposed to make me feel better or...? Donnie thought. Todoroki bumped Donnie's shoulder behind Ochaco & co's little bout of rabble-rousing. "Hey," he said. "Don't worry about it too much. It's safer than it was back then. And-," He looked down at the other boy's face for a moment, only a moment, "if something does go wrong, we'll protect each other. As peers, classmates."

Donnie's apprehension was apparently forgotten for the wry grin that grew on his face. They stepped onto the bus as Shoto trailed off. Flustered, was he? No, they were just walking to their seats and talking, ridiculous.

"Mm-hmm, peers." He flicked his goggles down over his eyes like he was happily dissecting another robot to know what makes them tick. Todoroki figured he knew what they felt like now. "Maybe as peers you could show me around the place? So I can get the lay of the land, strategize, et cetera?" He suggested, eyes scanning in all directions around the bus. "(Make disaster plans so I don't get dragged to dante's inferno and back cause of these crazy people?)" He added, mostly to himself.

Shoto couldn't really argue with that. "During training or free time?" Donnie smiled.

"We could be training partners. Especially if there's no air conditioning." Pushing his goggles back up over his head, Donnie took Todoroki's right arm and just-- scooted under it, slung it over his shoulder like nothing. "I dunno about you but I am not used to this weather. Or amount of people. Or wearing clothes." (Bakugo flinched and sneered, confused, at the out-of-context line as they walked past his seat.)

"You should probably get used to wearing clothes." Shoto suggested.

"It's the sweatiness," he bemoaned. "Fabric sticking to my shell and it's wet and just- eugh- I hate it." They plopped into their bench and Don burrowed absentmindedly into Shoto's right side. Even closer than usual. He... didn't push him off. It's good to learn how to be affectionate with your friends, and he'd noticed the Hamatos were quite touchy. Like they weren't afraid to cry, admirable. (Enviable.) Even though, it was probably just for the fact he was a walking thermostat and needed to just literally and figuratively chill. Shoto accepted the catlike setup.

-Then he flushed when Midoriya gave him an encouraging smile and thumbs-up as he walked past to the seat behind him because what did that mean? What did he mean by that?? Shoto kept Donnie near him, but nudged his hand away from where it had hung right over his heart. Which was racing for reasons that did not need to have any unwanted romantic implications attached at all. (If there was one intrusive thought that attacked his head & made him want to crawl into a hole, it would be himself pressuring or assuming or coercing, or doing anything unwarranted. 'If that ever happens,' he thought irrationally, 'I need to make Izuku promise to just take me out back and shoot me in the head, I swear to god.')

Donnie piped up and derailed that train of thought, "Do you have any pets?"

'Ninjas like sensitive guys, right?' He thought. "Uh-," Did the cat that lives in his family's yard count as a pet? She lets him pet her & give her treats... "A cat."

"Ooh, what's its name?"

'Ninjas also like tough guys.' "Uhm, Missile Launcher."

"Missile Launcher?!" Donnie beamed.

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A few questions from Shoto to elaborate & encourage him was mostly all it took. The boy jumped at the chance of weaving a long, sprawling tapestry of everything he knew about missiles, airborne heavy weaponry, artillery, destruction, with such fervor that listening to it should have made Shoto think he was insane. But looking at his face told a different story, gears turning, sparks in his eyes, wires buzzing; Don was enchanted by every detail of his encyclopedic breadth of information, it poured from the well of his mind until he was out of breath. Todoroki found himself caught in the crossfire of that spell.

"...And I'm assuming you know how heat sensors work, I mean come on."

"-? No, I don't, actually." He said as he realized how useful that information could be with how famous his quirk is. An unspoken question that Donnie fiercely gave him every single answer to and then some, like he was waiting to jump on the first relevant thread he found that led to something Shoto would find interesting.

He wasn't entirely lying when he said he liked missile launchers, they are a thing he knew of that he didn't dislike. But when all he had to do to get the ball rolling was tap it, and he had caused so much joy, so effortlessly. Just by being happy to listen. It made him feel so... full.

He didn't know a damn thing about heavy artillery before Don opened his mouth (other than that when it came to a battle, he preferred his powers). But now he could probably live in an armory with those mechanical gears and flints and motherboards and turbines. Did he know anything now? No, there was no way he could actually absorb much at the rate Donnie was at. But that wasn't the point, was it?

———////———

Bakugo sat next to Uraraka one seat ahead, so far it was a pretty boring ride. Sparse chats about midterm grades and whatnot. Uraraka let him have the window seat so he could rest his head and close his eyes, how chivalrous of her. That pleasant sight of her character flickered when she started poking him.

"Bakugo," she whispered. "Bakugo, look."

"Mrrrgh," he harumphed. but she was still waving her phone in his face and pestering him. Jerked his shoulder and nuzzled the window, didn't work. Growled again, didn't work. Whatever, Jesus Christ, he thought. He peeked at her phone from the corner of his eye, not budging. It was a photo where the camera peeked over the top of the headrest to see the people in the seat behind them. "Little shit, don't take pictures of people without their-- Woah, what the fuck." He popped up sluggishly.

That mutant Midoriya clone had Todoroki's, Icyhot's, arm slung around him like a jacket. Holding his hand and yapping-- still yapping-- about some kind of psychotic weapon, and Todoroki was smiling. Like, content, dewy-eyed, warm smiling.

He flipped to look through the gap in the window & his seat, that wasn't photoshop, right? No! He looked like a blessed cherub, what the actual fuck? He turned back to his own spot and all Uraraka said was, "Right???"

Whisper-shouting, they chatted; "What the hell is that about!?"

"He's in love, isn't he?" Uraraka grinned.

"How in the shit would I know, I'm not his brain?!"

"Look at his face! He's so happy!"

"I know, it's gross!"

"Bakugo, he's been through so much lately!" She scolded. "I'm happy for him."

"Same goes for literally everyone on this bus-." He seemed to think better of the topic before pivoting. "Good. Yeah, sure, awesome, not my circus, not my monkeys, not my business," he peeked through the gap over his shoulder one last time before plugging his earbuds in his ears and shoving himself back against the window, "Good for him, but I don't care." Denialist.

(If there's anyone more oblivious than Shoto to his new friend's feelings, it's Bakugo to his talent of being the nosiest spy bug on campus, isn't it?)

———///———

They drove past some apartment buildings, "So they add all these advanced circuit boards and heat sensors just to blow it up?" Shoto asked genuinely.

They were on the edge of the suburbs before Todoroki opened his mouth again, "How come the F-22 Raptor is your favorite?" Apparently it was among the stealthiest of the fighter jets, something Shoto didn't know fighter jets could be. Makes sense for a ninja.

The shadows of tree leaves sprinkled Don's face through the window, "So America just- makes all this stuff just to leave them in a landfill?" Shoto said, frustrated. Some of Donnie's anger at the topic had clearly bled onto the other student. He'd seemingly taken it away from him, Don's face glowed brighter seeing Shoto share his righteous indignation. Or did he just like drawing it out of him?

As the bus drew near, the students noticed and roused themselves awake. Don at some point had untangled himself from Shoto to gesture like a preacher as he compiled & wrapped up his mental menagerie of electric innards and purposes and relevancies. Shoto made sure to not react to the absence of Donnie's pressure against his side to hold. He wasn't clinging, he wasn't a clinger. The touch was just a weight, something to keep him there. Not urgent, just comforting, reassuring. He watched Donnie's hands intently, pointing and gesturing more sleepily than when their conversation began.

The students filed off the bus, back again at the clearing from before they knew what was about to hit them. Donnie yawned and stretched.

"Tired yourself out?" Shoto asked, his warm smile cooled down in the sights of his fellow classmates.

"Mm-hmm," Donnie nodded. "Cold-blooded, iron deficiency; too chilly and I get sleepy," he groaned, annoyed.

Oh... Shoto felt a little bad. Well, it was his bad to a certain extent. Thanks to his quirk, one of the things people liked about being his friend (in addition to his personality, he had to remind himself-) is that he was naturally a very convenient AC unit, he'd forgotten.

"It's almost noon, you'll warm up," he tried to comfort, pretending like he didn't have an idea.

"Indubitably, I shall. Huzzah for the sun."

...Shoto considered it. Was there any reason Hamato wasn't being his usual touchy self? Maybe it slipped his mind, maybe Hamato could've thought he was pushing his luck? For some reason? The drive-plus-lecture was over an hour but he had enjoyed every second of it. It was quite useful information for if battle standards in the hero industry shift to a more.. devastating state? Regardless, Shoto finds him pleasant company! After everything, Donnie, he hoped to himself, also found him pleasant company?

Donnie had craned his neck upward and folded his arms like the sunlight was a warm shower. Shoto switched to stand by his other side. "I could help, actually," he said quietly, unsure. There was a question in the background he asked simply by raising his left hand to take instead of using his words like an embarrassed child.

Donnie returned Shoto's habit of leaving certain things more primly implied. He kept his arms around himself, but pressed his cheek into that hand in front of his face like an entitled cat. The turtle shamelessly nuzzled his happy face into the warm pillow that cupped his jaw. That touch against his palm shot straight to Shoto's chest and it ached. The reassuring weight against his palm was back. The silent 'yes please, I like being near you' was back.

Shoto frantically spun Donnie around to face the same direction, away from his face before he could see how flustered he was, and clutched him in a one-armed side hug. The students followed the teachers & started toward the forest. The two lingered towards the back, Shoto didn't want any more attention than he already had. This was more than enough.

(-A good decision on his part. Although Donnie was very comfy and pleased, Shoto's, blank, cold, simmering expression did a little too much to hide how anxious he felt. A bad habit from yesteryear he'd only mostly dislodged. If the student in his grasp didn't look as happy as a clam, his classmates would've probably thought he was being held hostage...)

Practically cradled by his warmer arm, Donnie nestled himself comfortably in the radiator coil.

"Hey, look at that, my own personal steady-state solar simulator. No uv protection required," he grinned. "Eat your heart out, Nasa. Haha-."

Shoto halfway chuckled. "...Thanks."

"Back'atchya, Shoto."

If he didn't know Bakugo, he'd say that one word nearly felt like a grenade in his chest.

Not particularly proud of being so shy, he prayed for the first time in a while that Donnie couldn't hear his heartbeat from where he'd burrowed himself so close to it. Shoto kept his head forward & his other hand to himself. Not very proud at all, he wanted to hide in a hole, actually. But despite himself, he was too happy to feel solemn.

#shototello #rottmnt donnie x shoto todoroki #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #mha #bnha #fanfic #rottmnt donnnie #shoto todoroki #tmnt fanfiction #mha fanfiction #crossover ship #gonetoforks’ mad writings #artists on tumblr

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anamelessfool · 7 months ago

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Scenes from the Void AU Ages and Timelines Masterpost

Note, this is my AU. Ages and years are different. Also they're Americans. Why? Rule of cool, bro🤘

Primo

b. 1953 New York City d. 2001 Ministry HQ

Irving Robert Olson Parents: Nance and Nihil

Left the Church in 1960 with Nance, returned after her death in 1972.

Bodyguard for Mater Emeritus Jocasta 1972-1979, Groundskeeper/Super for Ministry HQ until elevation

Papa Emeritus: 1994-2000, died from exhaustion caused from the Papa Emeritus Curse

Secondo

b. 1961 Ministry HQ

Michael Aulenbach changed to Michael Leider in 2008 Parents: Rebecca and Nihil

Rebecca passed over for a promotion to Mother Imperator due to her surprise pregnancy (the magic ritual would kill the fetus)

Child prodigy pianist. Tours eastern United States as "Modern Mozart" from the ages of 6 to 10. Piano teacher to this day.

Magician of the Church 1977-2008. Head of the Conclave of Magicians 1990-1999. Papa Emeritus II 2001-2008.

Married Sandra Leider in 2006. Three children Paul (2004), Eden (2010) and Samuel (2013). Left the church in 2008 to help Sandra's family run the Leider Memorial Home. Funeral Director.

Terzo

b. 1965 Milan Ministry location d. March 2018 Ministry HQ

Arsenio Moretti Parents: Nihil and a Catholic novitiate only known as "Maria"

Fathered during Nihil's first major tour of Italy. Mother died and so he was returned to Nihil in the US in 1969.

1984 Last seen at Bishop Camino's funeral in NYC. Missing for two years, returned to Ministry in 1986 and never speaks about it to anyone (except Omega eventually) Now has photography and filmmaking skills.

Director of promotional materials, films Primo's tours 1994-2000. Elevated to Cardinal in 1998. Choir Director until his elevation to Papa Elect in 2004.

Summons Omega in 2005.

Papa Emeritus III 2008-2017. Forcibly removed from office 2017 for [REASONS REDACTED].

First Papa Emeritus formally executed by the Church in 300 years for the crimes of [REDACTED]. (you will have to read hehehe)

Copia

b. 1976???? Unknown

Copia is his real name. Unknown origin. Unknown parents, although raised as prev characters' youngest brother.

Found by Primo in mysterious circumstances in 1979. Parental figure found murdered. (My fic Violence and Gentleness focuses on this mystery)

Raised primarily by Primo. Homeschooled by Rebecca until 13. Secondo is his piano teacher.

He had a very strong bond with both Primo and Secundo and considers them father figures. Primo taught him how to be a moral person and Secondo taught him how to be an intelligent person. Secondo started teaching him piano at the age of five and by fifteen he was learning on the organ.He had an interest in math and science and pursued that at the academic level. He was the first of the family to actually go to a college outside of the Ministry. He graduated top of his class as a CPA in 1997, and immediately began working under the Head Treasurer. He was head treasurer for the Ministry from 2005-2017.

Met Cardinal Marian in 2006 was in a relationship with her until 2017, then back again in 2019.

Elevation to Cardinal 2010. Elevation to Papa Elect 2012. Finally Papa Emeritus upon Nihil's death in 2019.

Nihil

b. 1930 Milwaukee, WI d. 2019 onstage Mexico City

Robert Irving Olson Parents: Betty and Irving

Father gambler and alcoholic. Mother church organist. Church choir and guitarist. Older brother Archie lost at sea in 1946 (WWII Navy). Forced to drop out of school and work to support family in machine shop. Ran away from home in 1947. Rode the rails with the nickname "Zero". Picked up by the Satanic Church of the Void in NYC 1950. Multi-instrumentalist in Bishop Camino's house band until 1958. Odd jobs all throughout his life from taxicab driver, singing telegram, model, busker, roadie, trucker, etc.

Transferred to Ministry HQ thru Bishop Camino's recommendation. Brought Nance and Primo with him. Affair with Rebecca led to Secondo's birth and Nance leaving the church altogether. Elevated to Papa Emeritus 1963. First American Papa since Papa Camino in 1940s. Sister Imperator 's first Construct (after she underwent her magical rite she bestowed on him the Curse to make him Papa). Toured Italy and Europe 1964-1965. Secret bastard child Terzo discovered in 1969.

Got his ghouls terminally addicted to slot machines in 1972, foisted from position for that mistake. Protegee Jocasta took over until 1979.

Personal Assistant to Sister Imperator 1972-1984. Leader of the College of Cardinals 1986-2017. Return to Papa Emeritus 2017-2019.

#ghost band headcanons #Papa Emeritus I #Papa Emeritus II #Papa Emeritus III #Papa Emeritus IV #Papa Nihil #Ghost band Headcanons #Oh my god I'm so embarrassed at how huge this post is but hey someone asked lmao #ghost scenes from the void

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walkdreams · 1 month ago

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❛❛ the desire before the desire. the lick of beginning to know you don't know. if life is a stage, that is the show. enter dionysus.

defaulting to his modern/1980s NYC arc, but his background follows nonnus' dionysiaca, which considers dionysus the reincarnation of zagreus, the first-born son of hades and persephone. prophesied to overthrow zeus as the only god capable of wielding his thunderbolts, zagreus was seemingly embraced by zeus as his heir with a promise of peaceful succession. however, hera, resenting this decree, orchestrated zagreus' brutal dismemberment and cannibalization by the titans. unbeknownst to all but zeus, zagreus’ heart remained intact after the attack. hoping to reshape the prophecy, zeus fed it to the theban princess semele, making her the surrogate mother of zagreus' new incarnation: dionysus. though hera later attempted to kill semele and her unborn child ( believing it was just another bastard ), dionysus survived and was raised in secret by the maenads of anatolia ( presently eastern turkey ).

when dionysus came of age, zeus offered him a place among the olympians, but as a demigod, he could only achieve apotheosis by earning mortal worship. he chose to do so by spreading the teachings of the maenads; their customs ( which valued social freedoms and communal equality ) clashed with traditional greek ideals but quickly resonated with the oppressed masses. his cult began to disrupt the status quo in both the mortal and divine world, and though his apotheosis came at the cost of much bloodshed and strife, he was ultimately recognized not just as a god of wine and ecstasy, but as a force of transformation, rebellion, and rebirth.

✧ headcanons ✧ visuals ✧ threads

☁️ . . . MAIN VERSES

✧ modern / 1980s arc : with views too far ahead of their time, the roman edict of 186 BC called for the crucifixion and disbanding of the bacchants, resulting in dionysus' decision to finally remove himself from mortal affairs. it isn't until the turn of the 20th century that this sentiment begins to shift. by the 1920s prohibition era they start to fully immerse themselves again and establish a new temple in the form of an elusive bar called club mystes (more info here). my default for this verse is set during the 80s or anytime before, but their canon will likely not surpass the 1990s/00s unless plotted otherwise. ✧ asia minor arc : dionysus' coming of age story. by 17, zeus has finally set them on a decades-long campaign to become the first and only demigod turned olympian. during this arc, gods & kings alike have started to become aware of an alleged mortal-born god rising in the east. all interactions here take place in asia minor, where his retinue is still new and growing, mead is the libation of his worship ( wine has yet to be invented ), he doesn't know he's the reincarnation of zagreus, and has yet to be cursed with madness. by 25 he's managed to spread his cult across asia minor and is ready to set sail for mainland greece. ✧ greek campaign arc : after a victorious campaign in asia minor, hera’s curse (more info here) trapped dionysus in a beastial rage, forcing him to wander the assyrian desert for seven years. he was found by rhea, who eventually restored his senses with an amethyst amulet and taught him the art of harvest, leading to his creation of wine -- the new sacrament of his worship. rebuilding his strength and army in the isle of naxos, dionysus finally sets out for greece, where he comes in contact with the rest of the greek pantheon, seeks allies, and wages war against kings who have opposed and enslaved the bacchants. ✧ apotheosis arc : a final battle against perseus in argos (hera's patron city), ends in a stalemate and forces dionysus to earn his apotheosis by doing the impossible: journey to the underworld and complete three trials put before him by its king & queen. this verse primarily focuses on those trials, but ultimately ends in the discovery that dionysus is zagreus reincarnated. with the trials completed, he ascends as a fully initiated olympian god where he respect for his father and the rest of the pantheon quickly wanes. they choose to reside in the mortal realm, where his cult still struggles with persecution and his battle to garner respect still wages on.

☁️ . . . AU VERSES

✧ dc/comic verse : background primarily follows his main verses, except dionysus is a demigod hero akin to wonder woman rather than a full fledged deity. he was most active during ancient times and retires as a club owner by the modern age. after mysteriously losing his amethyst amulet, he went on a dissociative rampage across metropolis, killing dozens before the suicide squad subdued him. disgraced and imprisoned by A.R.G.U.S. at a task force x blacksite, research on his retrieved necklace led to the creation of an implant that mimics its connection to dionysus' mind— allowing amanda waller to direct and tranquilize him at her whim. though he aligns with many of the squad’s missions, dionysus resents his lack of free-will and suspects a.r.g.u.s. has a hidden motive for keeping a demigod under the government's control. [alt. verse] he's desire of the endless coupled with aura davina / eros ( ohkuneho ) ✧ dragon age : open to different avenues, but i like the idea of him as one of the chasind, starting as an apostate mage raised in the wilds but ultimately becoming a leading figure in the mage-templar war. as such, they'd likely be a recruitable companion during da:o and an alternate leader of the rebel mages who can align themselves with the inquisitor during da:i. ✧ pjo (canon divergent): by the 1990s dionysus becomes the head counselor of camp halfblood, albeit begrudgingly. the reason why zeus exiles him to babysitting duty varies, but despite being far from his prime, he's more than qualified to train the current demigods to fight off monsters and save the world. if we incorporate his daughter renata into the plot, then dionysus eventually dies after sacrificing himself for her resurrection.

☁️ . . . DOSSIER

name. dionysus epithets. lysios / liber ( the liberator ), bakkhos ( of the bacchic frenzy ) bromios ( the boisterous ), omestes ( devourer of flesh ), mainoles ( the mad, raging one ) , dimetor ( the twice-born ) pronouns. he/they, (non-binary, male presenting) titles. god of wine, revelry, ecstasy, madness & theatre. cult leader of the maenads & satyrs. heir of olympus. age. ~3375 birthdate(s): spring equinox ( mar. 21, 1350 BCE. -- when he was born as zagreus ); winter solstice ( dec. 25 , 1353 BCE. when he was re-born as dionysus) origin. thebes, greece etymology. olympian / chthonic god , demigod ( verse dependent ) sexuality. pansexual alignment . chaotic good / neutral relations. semele (surrogate mother), zeus (surrogate father), persephone (mother), hades (father), ariadne (wife) height. 5'10" build. slender , athletic , the power & grace of a ballet dancer hair. dark brown , soft & curled, typically shoulder length eyes. wine-dark & sultry, deep red-violet scars. quite a few from his warring as a demigod, but after his ascension these became very feint and unnoticeable unless closely inspected scents. grape, pine sap, myrhh, lavender, honey

☁️ . . . ABILITIES / SKILLSET

* botantical manipulation : can create, shape and manipulate plant life, including vines, wood, moss, fruit, leaves, flowers ect. ; cause plants to grow or decay; use plant chemicals to heal or poison ; animate vines, thorns, & other plants to attack enemies. * seductive magnetism : radiates a supernatural beauty & attractive aura, naturally inducing pleasure and desire while subtly lifting inhibitions ; affected targets are more inclined to be persuaded, or lessen their desire to physically harm him. ( think pentheus & the pirates ) * mind possession / manipulation : possesses the minds of any living being / groups of beings, manipulating their actions, motor senses and / or perceptions of reality ; can be used to invoke self - destructive madness, or empower ( only temporary and most potent after ingesting his wine ) * ecstasy/pleasure manipulation : manipulates pleasure responses ( whether mental, spiritual, physical, social, sexual ect. ) ; induces targets with either extreme bliss or painful discomfort, usually through physical touch, mental possession, or ingestion of his wine. * anarchy manipulation . invokes an absence or lack of government / social restraints over a large radius, ranging from a single person to small villages to large cities, creating riotous behaviors, rebellion, social disorder & disruption. * beastial transmutation . transmutates into the form of predatory beasts, typically a wild cat or serpent ; can also invoke beastial characteristics unto others ( usually the maenads , which is where they get their superhuman strength, claws, and hunger for raw flesh ).

☁️ . . . RESTRICTIONS / WEAKNESSES

* hera's curse . leaves him in a permanent state of "madness" wherein he has no better sense of self or reason than a predatory beast. his bloodlust and destructive impulses will take over unless he's wearing his amethyst necklace. the curse also gives him an appetite for raw flesh. with the necklace, this appetite remains the same albeit controlled. he can eat other foods to blend in, but only meat truly sustains him. to go without for long periods would weaken him and put a damper on his necklace's effect over his beastial impulses. * harmonia's curse . as a way of punishing aphrodite and ares, hephaestus gifted their daughter harmonia a cursed necklace on her wedding day, intended to bring tragic misfortunes not only to the wearer, but her entire royal lineage. so many famous greek tragedies take place in thebes for this very reason ( i.e, the bacchae, antigone, and opedipus rex). tragedy has always followed dionysus and usually manifests in the death of his mortal loved ones, or the constant persecution and slaughter of his retinue. fate will always find a way to counterbalance his wins and can function as a deterrent in some situations. * battle strategy . historically, alexander the great considered dionysus his military idol and spent all his life trying to surpass his success, so this isn't meant to discredit his prowess in battle, but i see dionysus' military success largely due to the unified pack mentality and unflinching, unrelenting brutality of his army more so than strategy. the fact that perseus was the only opponent to bring him to a stalemate by way of cleverness ( using medusa's head to turn him into stone ) speaks to this, and big-brained ariadne ( or a similar strategist at his side ) is the only reason why he didn't die that day. * mortal-born weaknesses . dionysus bleeds red like a mortal prior to apotheosis and then a wine red-violet afterwards instead of golden ichor. consumption of his blood can grant a fraction of his abilities, and although he is immortal and cannot be killed in the usual sense, his mortal origins and the sharing of his power in group combat settings make him less impervious to injury than most gods -- significantly so during their years as a demigod. his training is what he really depends on more so than a godlike infallibility.

☁️ . . . ADDITIONAL NOTES

the thiasos . the general term for dionysus’ ecstatic retinue is the thiasos which consists of the maenads, the bacchants, satyrs, and sacred animals who almost always accompany him in his travels and arrival to different city-states like a procession. those who are willing and able to fight also serve as members of dionysus’ army in battle.

the maenads . the maenads are the most significant and trusted members of the thiasos, consisting primarily of women. they serve as high priestesses, leading the thiasos in dionysus’ absence or alongside him. they also serve as the generals of dionysus’ armies. the maenads originally consisted of dionysus’ nurses, anatolian nymphs similar to the amazons. the rest of the maenads consist of women the thiasos have come across who have joined them & shown their loyalty & aptitude for leading the cause as an equal to dionysus.

the bacchants . the general term for members of the thiasos, so basically anyone who is not a maenad in the group is considered a bacchant. these consist of people and immortals from all walks of life who have either fled from oppression and found sanctuary in the group, or who sympathized for humanity's plight and want to assist in the movement towards a more equal greece. meaning, dionysus is not solely followed by women, he is followed by slaves, foreigners, elite citizens, nymphs & other immortals alike.

bacchanalia / dionysia . the official name for the greco-roman gatherings and celebrations held in dionysus’ honor. these often include drinking , dancing , ecstatic trance and fornication, sparagmos rituals, omophagia rituals, theater competitions, and just an overall communion with other worshippers of dionysus.

sparagmos . the greek word means “ to tear apart or render ” and it is one of the central rites of the cult, meant to symbolize dionysus’ death as zagreus when the titans ripped him to pieces in the form of a bull. similarly, in a bacchic frenzy his followers are given the supernatural strength to render an animal, usually a bull, to pieces, or even a human if one should have particularly threatened or offended the thiasos. pentheus and orpheus were victims of sparagmos. this ritual came to pass only after dionysus was cursed with madness and discovered his chthonic origins.

omophogia . following sparagmos comes omophagia “ the eating of raw meat / flesh ” dionysus’ curse has given him an appetite for raw flesh, so following a sparagmos ritual, his followers offer the remaining flesh to dionysus for consumption. however, sharing in dionysus’ power also means sharing his curse, so the maenads sometimes engage in omophagia as well. it's treated as a sacred act because following zagreus’ dismemberment, semele consumed his heart, and so omophagia serves as a symbol of rebirth / redistribution of matter where sparagmos symbolizes death.

#profile . dionysus

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