#HE WAS NOT THE HERO OF THE PROPHECY AND I MEAN THAT SHIT FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART

[justaz]

Stumbled across anti-luke castellan posts on tiktok and scrolled through the comments and have been reminded of how vile a person he really is in canon. Like I already don’t like him but posts like that help me remember that I HATE HIMMMM

[dbphantom]

you know if you guys voted for stretch armstrong i probably would have shut up a lot sooner tonight

[vsa-pieldepapel]

But alas it was not programmed

or an honest to god can't believe i am doing this, is this real life holy shit i am so excited ralsus analysis of chapters 3 and 4

Contains spoilers for both chapters, both main route and secret boss so unless you want everything thoroughly spoiled don't read. Also contains details of chapter 2.

The script dictates the play

Chapter 4 was VERY VERY INTERESTING. I will return to 3 when it comes to minor details on the development of the ralsei/susie relationship, but 4 was what cemented my view on this.

extremely shortly before the new chapters released I did snowgrave for the first time and discovered I am a weenie who can't cope with doing any bad route in toby fox games (i do want to see what happens if you make the fusion item of the thorn ring, so I will let noelle slap me and take it like a champ. im sorry kris). But it also brought forth details I had previously not considered, specifically when Susie goes into Noelle's room.

In chapter 2, if you return to the banner with the ferris wheel once ral and susie are in your party, Ral comments on how Susie must be thinking about her ride with Noelle, and he says this even if you refused to watch the scene take place (which I know because I did exactly that). Susie is not thinking about her ride with Noelle. She's thinking about the etymology of the word Ferris. Ralsei knew this event was going to happen even if he can't send the player to witness it.

When I did Snowgrave, Susie exits the same door she entered. This means there probably was no Ferris Wheel, since it does transport the two of them from a Point A to a Point B in the normal route. Ralsei seems very agitated about this and this is one of the hints we get that was thoroughly reinforced in the new chapters that he knows what events are supposed to take place and he can notice the actions of the player have made the prophecy go off course. He specifically asks Susie what she did with Noelle. My personal take is that since the weird route is you faux-emboldening Noelle by using Kris as a conduit to brainwash her into "taking what she wants" even through aggressive means, that thinking it was all a dream she took what she wanted and kissed Susie. Her refusal to tell Ralsei and then telling Kris she'll let them know later indicates to me that she's probably trying to protect his innocence and/or his feelings. I think Susie felt very cool in that moment and liked that kiss, because it's a boost to her poor self confidence to feel wanted by a pretty girl like Noelle.

Notably in chapter 4 we learn that the prophecy can get incredibly specific with the events that happen within it, down to details like Lancer calling Ralsei "toothpaste boy". Given Ralsei instinctually knows so much about how events are supposed to play out, he absolutely knows about how the relationships between the heroes will develop... which I am convinced is the reason he says "Susie must be thinking about her ride with Noelle".

And then you enter the second temple and find out

LOVE FINDS ITS WAY TO THE GIRL.

Suselle is a foretold event of the prophecy. It's scripted. He is worried about what Susie and Noelle were doing because there was a possibility one of the events that are supposed to happen isn't happening, and susie being vague about it leaves that question unanswered. Love finds its way to the girl, so after the Ferris Wheel he checks that off the To Do List of prophecy events.

Even the way that is phrased, Love finds its Way to the Girl, sets the girl as a passive receiver. I already saw someone say it as Ssuie finding love, but that's not what the prophecy says! The prophecy phrases it as "Love finds its way to the girl"!

That is the reason all of the scenes with Susie and Noelle are so saccharine and inoffensive, they have no conflict or development other than a cutesy but bland hangout. That is why you can simply speed your way past them both times they happen, once by outright skipping the scene, which has no consequences, and one by just touching the breaker and the guitar quickly (you only get all the dialogue if you stay still and wait for a long long fucking time). It is events playing out like they're supposed to play out. It is the trains following the track. I have seen people phrase the ferris wheel and this hangout as evidence that "susie and noelle are obviously intended to be shipped", and it's like, yes, exactly. That is what the prophecy says. That is what the game wants you to think.

But there is a problem

Dragon-shaped wrench

Susie does not do prophecies.

The guts stat is accepted fandomwise to be an indicator of how much the party member is up to defy the player. Susie has always had the highest Guts stat. You have never been able to tell Susie what to do. Susie doesn't do the prophecy the way it is expected.

She recognises the girl with her heart crossed with hope as herself, and she doesnt recognise the statue noelle had in her room as herself. But that Susie is using a sword, and our Susie uses axes because it's cooler. When Ralsei and her argue and make it out of the argument and he promises to be more honest, he states outright that the bows and ribbons are meant to be worn by her, which fits with the fact that she was put into bows as a kid. But Susie is gnc, she doesn't want to do bows, and so she doesn't. She is a hero, and embodies the core features of one, caring and bravery and perseverance, but she's also messy, aggressive, and loud. She is still the Hero of the Girl with her heart crossed with Hope, but she does that her own way.

She does follow the core beats of the prophecy, but at every step there is a twist to it, a subversion, because her will is just that strong.

Even if you explicitly tell Susie to flirt with Noelle in the Ferris Wheel (say something romantic), she doesn't.

Even if you tell Susie that Kris will take Ralsei to the Festival so she can invite Noelle, Ralsei is her first choice. She starts considering Noelle after it is abundantly clear that he cannot be there. She even brings this up in the susie noelle hangout in chapter 4, mentioning explicitly that there's this boy from another school she invited and he couldn't go.

Even then, she only takes Noelle as an affront to Carol, that is the last straw, what convinces her to invite her.

So love finds its way to the girl. But does the girl want it?

Boom Boom get out the way

The ghost of Gerson Boom is the secret boss fight of Chapter 4, a fight you do with Susie and ONLY susie. Considering Gerson is the first character we see shatter the prophecy holograms, which is very clear symbolism for taking things in your own hands, I'm convinced the reason he tests her and the weapon being for her is because Gerson can see that she's the one who has the strongest Guts. That she is the one that can show the gumption to do what he wants the youth to do: Take up the pen and write their own stories. Take fate into their own hands.

The dialogue in the Gerson fight is quite bluntly parallel to the major beats of the chapters, with specific turns of phrase and subversions. Obviously, the heroes don't "stop the dragon" by slaying it; they "stop the dragon" by befriending her and showing her the value of connections with others. Considering that, the fifth chapter onwards is really interesting.

Field of Pink and Gold... Pink and yellow are the colors susie's and Noelle's names and attack numbers show in the Dark World. The garden is burnt by the flames of jealousy. There is so much going on here. You have Kris there, seeing their childhood friend be gooey with their new friend. You have Noelle seeing Kris and Susie bond fast. You have Susie, insecure about the history Kris and Noelle have... You have Susie mentioning "the boy from another school". Often, perhaps. We can't know yet, of course. None of this may be true lol. But it gives me a gut feeling. And after the fifth chapter... Nothing! An open end! And Gerson asks Susie... What does she want? You have the controller, choose what to do

Going back to Susie and Ralsei.

All the way in Chapter 1-2 we have Ralsei being shocked and interested in Susie's impressive will. In the latter though there is an interesting thing he says, admiring her "selfish" tendencies, her just doing what she wants. And now we are seeing--- repeatedly--- that that's not just a seed planted in his head from observing her, but that Susie wants him to exert his will, to be "selfish". She gives him cake, and tells him to eat it all, that he deserves, at the very least, a slice. That he deserves a nice room, like the ones he has given them. Interacting with her across chapter 4 you do see her considering furniture to put in his room.

In chapter 3, if you ask her how she's doing rather than Ralsei, she's still anxious about the dark world not being real, but then she says: I wish Ralsei understood that doesn't matter that much to me. If you ask Ralsei how he's doing, he compels you to buy her some ice cream in his name, because he worries about being insufficient for her, though she desperately wants to have him around to the point she is willing to shatter the Last Prophecy to make it happen.

Contrary to the susie noelle hangout and the ferris wheel, you cannot skip these things, other than the "normal" skip of making text go by really fast. You get to see them argue, you get to see them fight for each other, you get to see Susie telling Ralsei that he can be player one; you see her promise to him that she won't let the Last Prophecy happen, filling him with wanting to live, with wanting to hope!!!, you get to see her invite him to the festival, initiating herself, regardless of what answer you gave her in ch2. Optionally, you can see them playing videogames together, you can see her giving him the cake, though she's very food motivated, you can see her deciding that he needs proper furniture, calling bullshit on his self deprecation, and all the way in chapter 2 you can see her cornered because she finds his face cute...

But Ralsei is not yet selfish.

I think he feels quite tortured. She is so nice "it makes his heart hurt". And I think on some level, this is because he knows that it's not what says in the script. That Susie should be with Noelle, because Love Finds Its Way To The Girl. But now he has all these new ideas... He feels like he can have his own opinions, be his own person. He's told it's okay to be sad. He now has to be, at least, conflicted about his own role versus his wants. And the game is very, very clear that Susie and Ralsei influence each other, often for the betterment of both of them.

Now, has anything explicitly romantic happened yet? No, there is no kiss, and no i love you. But is all that not love? Holding your bloodied hand to the face of someone you care for, an intimate touch to boot, telling him that it will be alright, that you're willing to break fate for his sake? That he will never be left behind? Admitting to finding him attractive and being taken aback by it? Learning his magic and wanting to perfect it? Finding things to make his home a little warmer because you know what it is like to be somewhere empty and sad? Is it not love to want to get someone else to do something nice for her, because you can't do it, as much as you want to? Is it not love to feel your mindset change because this person you care about introduces so many new ideas it makes you feel alive again?

Stories get boring with repetition

Tenna and Gerson actually touch on narratives growing boring and dull when you can predict them. Brother, fucking NO ONE saw ralsei and susie coming because everyone was so fixated on the predictable. Oh, it's alphys and undyne again. Oh, it's definitely gonna happen, just look at the ferris wheel. Meanwhile the story itself states emphatically that you should look beyond what you can initially see. Search, analyse. It was so subtle that I thought it was serendipitous, that toby was too dumb to realise what he was writing. I am beginning to think otherwise, and the wider reaction to it tells me so. It was unpredictable. It was not the story that gets old because it's so repetitive.

And with that I close this rant.

[fiction-is-the-new-reality]

fools in love

word count: 2k

summary: you and Mark have been friends for the past 12 years and have been in love with each other for 10 of them. It really sucks that you two are idiots. Luckily, your competitiveness brings you together. Finally. (@sobbingscripter, your talk about friends-to-lovers with Mark caused this to come to me like a prophecy.)

It had been a slow day of crime, with no alien invasion or monstrosity taking hold of Earth. For once, it was a normal day, and Mark wasn't wasting a second of it. 

Because today, he wasn't Invincible, and you weren't a fellow hero. Instead, he was just civilian Mark Grayson hanging out with his best friend, who he was hopelessly in love with. And you? You were just another civilian, love-struck by your best friend.

To celebrate, you and Mark had spent the day happily browsing shops. Your arms now laden with books, trinkets, vinyl, and comics to add to your collections, and despite only carrying a few bags, the ever-gentlemanly Mark laughs as you wrestle with your load. 

“I swear, if you just stand there and laugh, I’m going to kick your ass!” You gripe at him, a scowl on your face. Marks continues his laugh as he comes and grabs the bags you were close to dropping. “Let’s get back to the car, you shop-acholic.” The playful smirk on his face causes your heart to skip a beat. 

As the last few hours of the day approached, you decided to picnic in a secluded park a few miles from town. You had been there for almost two hours, doing all the usual picnic tasks. Watching the clouds, pointing out their silly shapes, and observing the ducks as they waddled and swam away. Both of you breathed easily in the pleasant spring weather. 

An unsaid dread settled over you two as you realized the day was ending. Who knows what tomorrow will be like, and who knows when you'll get to pretend to be carefree again? You watched as Mark glared at the pond, his shoulders tense. You didn't need to ask him what was wrong; his face conveyed all his emotions. Not wanting to end the day on a sad note, you rolled the dice in your mind, trying to devise something to distract him. 

"Want to have a staring contest?" Your voice drifts softly through the quiet moment. 

"What?" Mark turns his attention back to you, one eyebrow raised, wondering if he had heard you correctly. 

"A staring contest. You know, trying to see who has the stronger eyes." You shrug your shoulders.

"I don't think that's what the contest is for." 

"I think it is, but we don't have to if you're too worried about losing."

"Who said I'd lose?" 

So now your eyes peer deeply into Mark's. The setting sun casting a warm glow on his face, catching the high points of his ivory skin and making his dark brown eyes shimmer like melted honey.

It's been forty-five seconds since you started your competition—a silent battle of dominance. 

"How long until you give up?" Mark asked, his voice dripping with cockiness. The little smirk on his face only fuels your desire to win. You debate in responding, wanting to keep all focus on keeping your eyes open. But you give in.

"Do you always talk a big game, or is it only when you know you're going to lose?" You copy his cockiness with a smirk. 

"Not to brag, but I do have amazing stamina. It's like the whole thing with Viltrumites." Clearly, Mark is using all his focus to keep his eyes unblinking, too. His mind missing the accidental innuendo. 

Dropping your voice an octave, you tease him, "Amazing stamina, huh?" A flush spreads over his cheeks, and his eyes widen slightly as he realizes. "Is that you talking big game again?" 

"I didn't mean it like that-"

"So you're saying you're shit in the sack?"

"No, I'm not- I- can we stop talking about me having sex?" Mark's face burned a fiery red; you could almost feel the heat radiating off him as he struggled to regain his composure. "Can we just focus on the game?" he muttered, trying to steer the conversation away from his embarrassing slip-up. Unable to suppress a laugh, you conceded, "Alright," you said, adding with a playful jab, "but you were the one that brought it up." 

More seconds pass, and you're both holding firm. Neither one of you hinted at needing to blink. The only downside of looking into Mark's eyes this long is that it drives your mind to think of wild ideas. And, of course, you're none the wiser that Mark is in the same situation as you. As his mind races, his heart begs him to lean in and kiss you. Even just your knees resting against each other has his heart racing.

Mark does not fail to notice when your eyes droop slightly and open wider than before. He mulls over teasing you before deciding it's the best idea. Leaning in closer, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"You look like you could use a break," he says, his tone light and teasing. "If you concede," he mimics you from earlier and drops his voice an octave. "I'll spare you the humiliation." It’s your turn to flush. 

"How generous. Does that come with being a Viltrumite, too?" 

"Nah, that's just the type of guy I am."

In response, you exhort air through your nose, "Oh wow. Not only do you have great stamina, but you're also incredibly generous. How are you even real?" 

"Hey! We agreed to move past that!" Mark's face scrunches up at your treachery.

You're trying to ignore how close you are to Mark, but the scent of his cologne overwhelms your senses and makes it impossible. Sure, you've been close before. Mark has carried you when you couldn’t stand from your injuries, and you've pulled him out of danger plenty of times. But this, this feels different.

A gentle breeze blows directly into your eyes, and the mintiness accompanying it gives away Mark's tactic. You gasp dramatically. 

"That's crazy! You're so worried about losing that you're trying to sabotage me!"

His voice is smooth, "I'm just breathing. No sabotage here." His tactic works, and your eyes begin to feel like sandpaper. He continues blowing gentle, minty breaths at you, and without thinking, you raise your hand to cover his mouth. 

The heat of his wet tongue, slick and warm against your skin, sends a flush creeping up your neck. Refusing to move your palm away leads to him narrowing his eyes and licking at your palm persistently, covering it with his sticky saliva. 

"Mark, that's so gross!" You exclaim, wrinkling your nose. You pray that the dramatic reaction prevents him from noticing your flushed face. You retract your hand, and Mark barks out a laugh. 

Fine, if he wanted to play dirty, you'd get messy. 

You lunge forward, hands pressing into his chest. The surprise of the action knocks Mark down onto his back, and he grunts as his back pushes firmly into the ground beneath him.

"I win!" You boast, your eyes shining brightly with no shame towards your winning method.

"You cheated!" Mark exclaimed, disbelief evident in his voice.

"Like you weren't?" You arched an eyebrow at him. "I didn't assault you, though," he retorted playfully.

The excitement fades, and in the aftermath of the thrill, you register the weight of his hands upon your hips. Perfectly positioned atop him, your hands remain spread across his chest. A shiver travels down your spine at his touch, a sensation intensified by the warmth of his hands that you travel through your shorts. Lost in the moment with him beneath you, you lean in, your breaths mingling, the intimacy deepening.

With widening eyes, a look of dawning awareness spread across Mark's face as he registered the closeness of your bodies. Leaning closer, you cause his breath to catch, and the air itself seems to vibrate with the unspoken, charged energy that hangs heavy between you. His gaze drifted to your lips for a moment before returning to your eyes, leaving an unspoken question hanging in the air between you.

Are we about to do this?

You search his eyes for any sign of doubt, but all you find is yearning. Taking the next step, you lean in and press your lips against his. His lips feel just as soft and warm as you had imagined they would. The connection between your lips feels like matching puzzle pieces, making it seem as if you were made for each other.

His right hand raises to gently cup your face, his left hand firmly pressing against your hip, and your heart pounds rapidly in response to his touch. Unconsciously, your fingers dig into the muscle on his chest; Mark feels like he could die from the pleasure of the simple action. Your lips move perfectly against his. He deepens the kiss, with his tongue gently tracing the outline of your lips. Shivers run down your spine, and your body erupts in goosebumps. You bask in the warmth of his body against yours. The world around you fades away, leaving only the two of you in this perfect moment.

You're the first to pull away. Mark raises his head, attempting to keep your lips together. You're both breathless and flushed, your eyes meeting his with a newfound intensity. The world around you fades into a distant hum as you both struggle to regain your composure, the kiss lingering between you like a tangible presence. 

Climbing off of him, you shuffle back to your side of the blanket. Mark sits up, scratching the back of his neck with his hand. You both start speaking simultaneously, "So-" and "Uh-" overlapping. There's a pause as you look at each other.

Despite your best efforts to resist, a giddy smile crept onto your face, and you found Mark mirroring that same expression back at you, a reflection of your own joy. Even the distance could not diminish the intense flush of heat that colored both your and Mark's cheeks.

"Can I kiss you again?" Marks asks, already crawling on hands and knees toward you. 

"Please do." You bit your bottom lip as you watched him. 

Once he’s in your space, he kneels, and you crane your neck back to look at his eyes instead of his chest. Instead of going straight for your lips, he showers the right side of your face with gentle, whisper-like kisses, a warm, tingling sensation spreading with each touch. He switches sides. His lips slowly graze over yours, and then he’s peppering kisses all over the left. You can’t help but giggle at the sensation and how crazy it is that your best friend for the past twelve years is now smothering you in kisses.

His lips graze yours, sending shivers down your spine, and a groan escapes your lips, a silent plea for his touch. Luckily, the message is received loud and clear. His lips finally meet yours. He is gentle at first, but soon, Marks begins fervently kissing as if he can’t get enough of you. You fist at his shirt, and the world melts away as you lose yourself in Mark Grayson again.

Pulling away, he rests his forehead against yours, a sigh escaping his lips. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he whispers. You smile at him, eyes shining bright with adoration. “I’m sure I could take a guess.” 

With the sun’s descent below the horizon, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of blooming flowers swept over you and Mark, leaving you in the cool embrace of the spring night. The crickets’ chirping filled the air, a lone frog croaked from the nearby water, and fireflies blinked like tiny stars.

“I guess we should be leaving soon, huh?” You look at Mark and now feel the dread of the evening ending. 

“We can stay for a bit longer,” he murmured, breathing in your sweet scent.

So you lay under the blanket of stars, his strong arm an anchor to this moment. You felt the comforting warmth of his body and the soft, sweet pecks on your forehead.

[blue-kris-hurricane]

ralsei's version of "Raise Up Your Bat": more than just a silly song

actually fucking crazy im sitting here listening to raise up your bat ralsei's version and i just realize.

ralsei has known the prophecy from the beginning. he knows something bad is going to happen. he knows the "roles" of darkners and lightners. not only does he lowkey worship his friends in a way but he also is fucking terrified of whatever shit is supposed to come to pass that he is so careful with everything he says and does. and he has NEVER HAD FRIENDS BEFORE. GOD.

he knows his friendship with kris and susie is so so precious. he acts very uptight because of his knowledge of the prophecy. how they are all supposed to be heros. maybe if hes good enough he'll get a better ending. maybe if he's nice enough he will have his friends forever. maybe if he's happy enough nothing bad will happen.

hes the prince of darkness. kris and susie have to put their faith in him, believe that they are heros, that they have what it takes. but he is the lonely prince. hes never had friends before. he can only tell them what he knows. or at least some of it. not everything at once. not all of it right off the bat. he just wants a chance. he just wants all of them to have a chance. a chance at something better.

and it is good for awhile. so good. hes learning how to have friends, what it means to be a friend, and what it means to be himself. he is no longer just "the lonely prince" he is no longer just a darkner made to serve lightners. he can see it. something new, something more than what he could've imagined.

why i bring up his rendition of raise up your bat, is because at this point he is actively avoiding the harsh truth of the prophecy. he has always tried to show hope for the future, even when he knows whats on the horizon. the original song is about a fight for hope, an ugly, scary, violent fight, in the face of a bleak future.

ralseis version is about bright, peaceful, fun and happy times spent alongside friends. this is what he has seen so far, especially amplified in chapter three, where the main three face lots of wacky challenges and fun games. their dynamic trio is very established and theyre literally in sync with each other. theres nothing they cant face together, right??? but he knows. he knows in the back of the mind what the prophecy says.

what i find interesting about ralsei's hope, is in the beginning his hope stems from ignoring the prophecy and pretending the tragedy wont happen, that it isnt even in the prophecy in the first place. thats why ralsei changes the lyrics to the song. ignorance is bliss, everything is fine and everyone is happy, look kris, im smiling!

but by the end of chapter four, susie gives ralsei and new hope, a true hope. ralsei's ignorance is instead replaced with defiance. IN SPITE OF what the prophecy says, he will believe in a better ending. no longer hoping that the prophecy will change for them, but instead, believing that THEY will be the ones to change the prophecy. FIGHTING for HOPE in the face of bleak future. FUUUCK MAN. FUUUCKKKKKKKK

[propheticclown]

CLASSPECTING DELTARUNE CHARACTERS GRAHHHHHHH

WARNING: OBVIOUS SPOILERS FOR DELTARUNE AHEAD!!! Note: This post will only cover the Main Trio and some Lightners. Let me know if you want this to be a multipart series for Darkners as well!

Susie: While it is a BIT controversial to say she's anything but a Rage Player, I don't think that she is. A lot of people Classpect her as a Knight of Rage but forget a fundamental part of Knight as a Class, which is that they act like they don't care about their Aspect. Dave as a Knight of Time seems like a cool, mellow dude who just wants to be chill and pass the time with relaxing, when in reality, he's the most organized, punctual Beta Kid who is constantly worried about how he spends his time. Karkat as a Knight of Blood acts like he doesn't care about his friends and just wants to be a big bad scary leader when in reality, he cries over literally minor inconvenience about his friends. A Knight becomes fully realized once they embrace that side of them that they seem to not care about. Susie is very open about her anger and shame, which is not what a Knight of Rage would do. Y'know what she is hesitant about? Being a hero. Being anything OTHER than a angry teen. Her development in Chapter 4 where she finally starts to embrace the prophecy and the ideals it lays before her are when we see her at her healthiest (before it comes crashing down because of the final piece of the prophecy but we can ignore that). For that reason, I truly believe that she WOULD be a knight. But a KNIGHT OF HOPE! Not a Knight of Rage. Ralsei: I feel like this is pretty obvious. Everyone agrees that he's a Void player of some kind. Prince of Darkness. Makes sense. Obviously he is not a Prince of Void though. In my opinion, I think he's a SYLPH OF VOID, just for basic kinda reasons. Sylph is a healer class that blabs about their aspect, Ralsei is a healer who constantly blabs about the roles Darkners are supposed to play. Void is all about obscuring information and hierarchies, Ralsei constantly obscures information from Kris and Susie while deeming himself to be lower than them because he's a Darkner. Pretty cut and dry for me, although I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. THE PLAYER (NORMAL ROUTE): To me, the player seems like a SEER OF BLOOD simply because they can see all possible options laid before them whilst also actively benefiting the relationships of people Kris is close to. Also being connected to Kris and well, Blood is all about connections. And because everyone on tumblr has played Deltarune and name me ONE person on this website who doesn't do the "holier than thou" shit that Kankri does.

THE PLAYER (WEIRD ROUTE): Now, on the other hand, the player on the weird route is actively destroying all of Kris' relationships for the sake of cultivating their relationship with Noelle in a sick and fucked up way. As such, weird route player is a PRINCE OF BLOOD instead, not to mention that Prince of Blood not only destroys connections but destroys WITH connections and I mean, we did force Noelle to destroy Berdly.

(Not me though because I've never played the Weird Route so haha) Noelle Holiday: Speaking of Noelle, I wanted to talk about her development as a character as her whole character arc revolves around her cowardice and being able to become brave enough to stand up to people, whether that be in the Normal or Weird route, so her classpect doesn't change like the player's. This is gonna sound a bit odd but I think Noelle would be an HEIR OF RAGE. Heir's start off not having their aspect and then gaining it through means of progression of the story. Noelle is a character who is constantly oppressed by the people around her, never being able to speak her own mind. It's only at the end of Chapter 2 that Noelle is finally able to stand up for herself and challenge the ideals of Queen, which is something a Rage Player would do. Not to mention that her during the Weird Route is all about giving up her control, which is what an unrealized Rage Player would do in the first place. On top of that, her and another Rage Player, REALLY love strangling.

Erm... Burghley???: Jokes aside, Berdly is probably the easiest character in Deltarune to Classpect. He's a pompous jackass who uses his intelligence to garner validation and relevance. That man is the most LIGHTEST of LIGHT players. But what class would he be? Hmm? Oh so difficult, I imagine you saying to yourself. Easy. He's a Mage. Mages are described as someone who benefits themselves with knowledge pertaining to their aspect. And oh boy does that bird love to use his knowledge of ...knowledge to benefit himself. Not to mention that Mages also only half have their aspect and aren't able to fully acquire it in the beginning of their arc (Ex. Sollux continually "half-dying" never actually meeting his DOOM, Meulin constantly using escapism and entering a toxic relationship with Horuss to avoid accepting what her HEART actually wants), which would not only explain his lack of friends (aka relevancy and attention) in the normal route, as well as him being cast aside entirely in the weird route. Also it ties into his arc in Chapter 2 about embracing ignorance, which would technically make him go Grimdark within the Homestuck world. So yeah, Berdly is a MAGE OF LIGHT! Kris Dreemurr: Now, I know what you are all expecting me to say. "They're a Prince of Heart, bye bye have a great time". Hot take incoming: I don't think Kris is a Prince of Heart at all. Not because they don't have care about their self expression and identity, not at all. That's a very prominent part of Kris' character, but because... a Prince of Heart's whole thing is destroying Heart or destroying through Heart. Kris' actively helps people gain their motivation to do what they're destined to do, whilst also destroying the motivation of enemies to fight in the first place through non-violent methods. Hmm, so we're looking for a Classpect that harbors an overabundance of shame and isolation from society, internally angry but doesn't express it unless it REALLY annoys them, builds up the motivation of their allies whilst also destroying the motivation of others through ACTing/making them giving up on their motivation through FIGHTing, ON TOP OF KEEPING SECRETS FROM THE WATCHER AND WORKING WITH THE MAIN ANTAGONIST!!!. Man, if only there was a Classpect like that. Oh wait there is- THEY'RE A PRINCE OF RAGE! Kris is a PRINCE OF RAGE! I know. I know. Extremely odd take but look at them! I just stated all things that make a Prince of Rage and Kris fits every box as opposed to Prince of Heart, which I'm only convinced people classpect them as because they dislike us as the player controlling their body and we just so happen to be in the shape of a heart. But even then, severing connections is not a Prince of Heart thing. That's a Prince of Blood thing, and considering that Kris actively is attempting to keep their friends incredibly close to them and is attempting to reunite their entire family to be like how it was in the past, I don't think Prince of Blood fits the bill. But hey, you know what an extremely unhealthy attachment to the people they love, which they cultivate by either doing extremely life threatening things or manipulation of the people they love DOES fit the bill for? That's RIGHT! Prince of Rage! Because that is EXACTLY what Kurloz does with Meulin. IN FACT! A LOT OF PARALLELS EXIST WITH KRIS AND KURLOZ!!! ESPECIALLY WITH THE RELEASES OF CHAPTER 3 AND 4, which makes sense when you consider that Toby Fox helped with the creation of the Alpha Trolls, INCLUDING KURLOZ! This is a hill I am 110% willing to die on and I will be the most pretentious, conceited asshat about it because I KNOW THAT I'M RIGHT! AND BEFORE ANYONE SAYS IT! PRINCES DO NOT LACK THEIR ASPECT! THAT IS BARD! PRINCES SUFFER FROM AN OVERABUNDANCE OF THEIR ASPECT!!!

So anyway, thank you so much for reading. Let me know if you'd like to see another post like this with other characters, as well as asking me about other characters you want me to classpect just in general. I hope you all have an absolutely wonderful day! :o)

[hxney-lemcn]

thinking abt that isekai shit tn. being isekai'd into a loz game and taking the place of link. there's no hero, so u gotta pussy up and do that shit. also like? ur reaaally hoping that u can use the triforce to make a wish n get back home- so ur goin thru the motions bein a hero n kicking ass but! dink! u finally get to his confrontation n he's like "who TF r u? where is the hero?" "I am the hero-" "no ur not" n all. but also him being so intrigued cause he can absolutely feel ur darkness, ur far from the goddess' chosen. i mean ur whole reason for saving people is selfish- to get the triforce and make a wish to leave? who gives a shit abt honor n duty, ur outta this bitch. So he's intrigued, hiding in ur shadow and waiting till ur guards down, following u around and poking and prodding and pestering u, egging u into fights w him n then trying to seduce u to his side five minutes later.

-🥕🐇

No hero au my FAV!!!!

I’ve thought of this and how that may work! Is it just that there’s no link this time and something with the souls got messed up? Is Zelda there or is she too not the princess at this time?

I think the easiest way to go about it is there is Zelda, and there’s been a prophecy that the hero would randomly appear in a beam of light. You’re not sure how the hell they predicted your arrival, but suddenly you’re forced into this role to be a hero and save the land of Hyrule.

You know this song and dance, you’ve played a loz game once or twice (or more) before, you fight against the evil, solve dungeons, defeat ganon, then have the chance to make a wish on the triforce. It’s difficult at first, you’ve never swung a sword or killed something before, but you quickly get your bearings and are a force to be reckoned with.

One dungeon you remembered like the back of your hand. You walked on the water, your reflection no where to be seen. A lone dead tree in the distance. This was where Dark Link came out, would there be a dark version of yourself?

You paused by the tree, sword and shield at the ready. Slowly, you walked backward towards the only exit, watching as a dark figure slowly ripples up and stands in a similar stance, only to pause.

“Who the hell are you?”

You blink, you’ve never heard his voice before. He never talked in the games. It sounded like Link but lower and more twisted.

“I’m the hero.”

The fight was interesting, it was like the shadow of the true hero could see right through you. He didn’t fight as harshly as he did when you played as Link, you took a bit of offense at that. But you ‘defeated’ him all the same and was able to finish the dungeon.

You thought you were nearly done, everything was going as smoothly as it could, only a few hiccups here and there. Red potions were truly a life saver. Then he was back. Your fire creating soft shadows on the woods around you, then sharp red eyes were staring directly into your own, a smug grin made his fangs poke out.

It seems you’ve caught yourself a little pest.

[raven-6-10]

The Dreamers in House Targaryen

So, I finally did the Thing I once promised to do.

Below the cut is the complete famiily tree of House Targaryen, based on all the information currently available in all the published books. I also included the Blackfyre branch for the sake of completness.

Included a reference for what means what on this absolute monster of family tree. Also, for the sake of clarity, I did not include spouses unless they were also Targaryens or a child of a Targaryen.

House Targaryen pre-Conquest surprisingly includes only two confirmed Dreamers and none who could be suspected of having the gift.

Or maybe it's just the lack of the data (*glares at Valaena's mother*)

Daenys the Dreamer: self-explanatory. The most famous of Targaryen Dreamers and the one everyone wants to be like.

Aegon the Dragon: honestly, no surprise there. GRRM confirmed that Aegon's Dream from the show is also canon to the books. But even if he didn't, I would have marked Aegon as a suspected Dreamer - it was long theoretised that Targs came to Westeros because of a prophecy about the Doom of Men, so I could see the Conquest being kicked off by a Dream.

Now this is were it gets Interesting!

Alysanne Targaryen: there is an excelent analysis of Fire & Blood chapters on why Alysanne could be a Dreamer. One that apparently was missed by her relatives.

Viserys I Targaryen: so the thing is. Book!Viserys is never hinted at to have Dragon Dreams. Even in the show, he only had the one dream (of dubious authenticity). Hence, marked as show!only Dreamer.

The Greens!

Helaena Targaryen: Honestly, same deal as Viserys. Book!Helaena is never even hinted at as somebody who might be a Dreamer. So she's in blue and not red.

Now, Aemond's potential line might have produced something. If Alys actually had a living child. And if that line survived more than a generation.

Unfortunately, Lack of Data.

Honestly, once again we are dealing with Lack of Data on the Blacks and their descendants. Fire & Blood only takes us to the end of Regency, which is when Aegon the Younger turns sixteen. We have almost nothing after that as WoIaF is much less detailed on the family doings.

So if there was somebody with the gift, the fact did not make it into history.

Aegon IV's many, many bastards!

(even if some only suspected)

(or you know, not actually his)

Brynden Rivers (The Bloodraven): the only one with magical shit going on, and his is explicitly of the First Men variety.

(If we ever get Fire & Blood 2, I have some hopes for Shiera.)

The Blackfyres!

Daemon II Blackfyre: very explicit confirmation in The Mystery Knight, as he speaks of several Dreams he had over his life that came true.

Also, it's a colossal mess of a family tree with multiple branches having an uncertain fate. *eyeroll* And fans wonder why nobody believes in Varys' story about Young Griff.

Moving back to the main family, we finally get some confirmations that yes, Targs still produce Dreamers. Granted that seems to be confined to Maekar's branch

Daeron the Drunken: confirmed in The Hedge Knight and about as explicit as it gets.

Aemon Targaryen: as confirmed as it can be when we don't have his pov. But he says several things during aFfC that in hindsight are rather prophetic.

And here are our heroes!

Daenerys Stormborn: very explicitly has Dragon Dreams and waking visions at various points in the books.

Jon Snow: technically, we still don't have the confirmation that he's actually a Targaryen. But Jon does have a dream about figting Others at the Wall with a sword of fire, that is very similar to the Dream Dany has about fighting warriors of ice at the Trident.

Rhaegar Targaryen: marked him as a suspected Dreamer for the simple fact that it is hinted that he could see Dany when she was having her visions in House of the Undying.

[envoyofkairos]

DELTARUNE THEORY - Not Only is Susie the Main Character...

... She's the True Hero.

We all know the theory by now, Susie's the one that the story is most about, her growth causes all the biggest changes and she becomes more and more integral to the plot beats, we saw plenty of that in Chapter 4.

What people are missing is the MUSICAL FORESHADOWING.

So, what kind are we talkin about? Well, let's look at all the Gerson music first. Yeah, he has several remixes of Spear of Justice, as to be expected. But then we get to Need a Hand? in the final phase of the Titan fight. It's Hammer of Justice at first, but then it switches up- to Battle Against a True Hero. But why did he never use that before?

Because that theme isn't just for him, it's his tag-team with Susie, his newest pupil, and one he thinks will save the world from the prophecy itself.

The True Hero theme isn't there because of Gerson, it's there because of Susie.

By the end of Deltarune, Susie is going to stare down Fate itself, the horrible end she saw in the prophecy standing before her, mere moments away, and she'll say NO.

And at that moment, we'll see the emergence of not the Axe of Justice, but the Axe of HOPE, and she's gonna cleave fate itself asunder.

And this will be accompanied by her own version of Battle Against a True Hero in phase 2 of a chapter ending boss fight.

Possibly on some next level anime shit in the process, I mean Undying+Sans level glowing eye and giant energy axe, cuz we all know Toby and Temmie can animate something that magnificent for certain.

[starcurtain]

I wouldn't say they present Mydei being in Kremnus as limitation more like an outpost? Like you'll be there and Okhema wouldn't get destoyed. But again, Castrum Kremnus moves? Demigod of Strife is one of the most powerful demigods you have at the moment and I get that desperate time and you need to some fighting back but not even have tb pop to check how their most powerful fighter is doing around nature calamity that can fuck you up severely?

And Grove got destroyed but FR and not their typical abnormal disaster. And by world quest, tb knows. But giving hoyo track record I doubt that make in main story.

My apologies if I sound too bitter bc I keep thinking about this. I think thematic stand point I could - and kinda is - beautiful: mydei not only choosing to end the dynasty but using position that for so long was tied with bloodshed only to protect and choosing to be protector. "Kinda" part comes from the part that even glossing over continuity errors, it reads as such mistake for heroes side. Maybe it supposed to be like this. Its just I really like mydei in 3.0 and every that they did with him in this patch(wonky timelines aside) made him of of my favorite characters in the entire game but this part is basically feels undercooked

I don't have too many extra thoughts on this, but I think this ask makes some great points so I wanted to share it publicly!

I do agree that there really is a nice bookend to the idea that Mydei took a position that he was so dead-set on rejecting because of what it represented--the bloody and miserable dynasty he wanted to end with his own hands--and managed to instead refocus that position onto protection, guardianship, and using the power of strife and war to hold the line of peace. There is a lot of meaning in that choice, and I think if we didn't have so much foreshadowing that it was all going to go wrong, that it's all for nothing because Amphoreus is just a series of cycles, then I think this could have been seen as a very positive end to his character arc.

(I also think there's a special kind of appeal in Mydei returning to Kremnos to take over Nikador's role as a sort of symbolic ascension of Kremnos as a whole--Gorgo founded Kremnos specifically to chase Nikador and try to earn the god's attention, and now "the son of Gorgo" managed to completely eclipse the god their nation was born to pursue... True "pinnacle of mankind" shit right there lol.)

However, as you say, it feels like "a mistake for the hero's side" because we do have so much foreshadowing telling us that this isn't going to go well, that it wasn't the right choice to split the team up, and that guarding something that is doomed from the start is a fruitless pursuit.

Personally, to me, while I don't think the plot is going to go this direction, I kind of feel like it would have been very interesting to see a second cycle with a coreflame swap instead--a sort of "Okay, following the prophecy line-by-line didn't actually get us where we need to be; we should mix it up this time."

Mydei would have made a really rad demigod of the ocean titan, just sayingggggg.

I think this ask came right after 3.1. As of 3.1 ending, I also reallyyyyy agreed that Mydei going off to Kremnos was way undercooked and not properly written into the plot, but since they made sure to keep him relevant in 3.2, I'm a bit more willing to forgive them now than I was at the end of 3.1, lol.

Now for 3.3 to crush all our hearts... (Or maybe it's just a trailer fake out, who knows lol.)

[irisintheafterglow]

Hello, I have a request. So I have these lyrics brain rotting me and I just know you, with amazing writer skills, will be able to bring it to life. So, from The Prophecy, "Don't want money, just someone who wants my company" and like reader being lonely for a long time before meeting katsuki. I see reader as a very important part of the society, like not a hero, but more as a spy that can also fight (the Hero version of a fantasy assassin) And she is paired with Katsuki for a mission and he sees her in her true colours. Maybe a series? It's up to you, or course, but thank you for writing and being so talented and considering this request <33 Hope you have a great day!!

lowkey this request broke me in all the right ways omg...i love the prophecy so so so much it's so heartbreaking and definitely one of my favorites off ttpd <3 ty for your ask and all the love, hope you like this :)) so sorry that it took so long to get to and ty for your patience, i haven't had much time to write lately

cw: explicit language, implied fem!reader but no she/her pronouns (reader does wear heels), angst/fluff with happy ending, angry forced coworkers to lovers, bkg being lowkey mean but he's just psychoanalyzing you

you liked the sparkle, to a certain extent.

it was nice to pad around in designer satin, your name embroidered in gold thread on the back tag. you could appreciate the crushed velvet sofas in the living room of your high-rise penthouse, the walls covered in abstract art gifted to you by painters whose names you don't remember. your closet was larger than your university dorm and lined with enough expensive fabrics to start a hospital. everything about your lifestyle screamed luxury, yet even a marble bathtub couldn't provide much comfort when you came home at two in the morning to a cold, lifeless apartment. tragic.

bound by contract, you weren't allowed to live with civilian roommates, and pro heroes looking for places to rent were as scarce as dust left behind by your cleaning crew. you figured it was better that way, not needing to explain to your roommate why you're gone for weeks at a time on assignments and coming back with several broken ribs and a staggering sum of money. instead of friends, you had your job, however dangerous it became sometimes. you were good at playing a character (it's why you had your current job in the first place) and made it look like you weren't lonely, but you'd be lying if there weren't times you were just begging the sky to send you...who? who do you even want? love was a foreign word, a privilege reserved for those not in your profession. so you withstand whatever life throws at you like a statue made to wait, constantly on the brink of crumbling.

it's mid-january when you receive the call informing you that you'd be working with a partner on your next assignment. you wrack your brain for the few people trustworthy enough to join you, only for the words to catch in your throat when your agent says they're assigning someone for you.

if you were bad at working with others, bakugo was unapologetically worse.

"could you walk any louder?" you hiss into his ear as you stroll through the lobby of the most luxurious hotel in the city. his bicep flexes under your fingers, something you can only perceive as him stiffening in annoyance. "your big-ass feet are gonna get us compromised before we even make it past the perimeter."

"i'm not trained for stealth, genius," he argues, adjusting his suit jacket with free arm for the fifth time in twelve seconds. "i usually go in, blast the shit out of people, and call it a day."

"well, your thundering steps are doing the opposite of helping us blend in," you reply bluntly with a pretty smile toward the concierge desk. "we're doing recon, not infil." you take an abrupt step to the right, simultaneously bumping bakugo in the hip and making him stumble. with the way you start to sway and lean into him, your perfume makes his brain go fuzzy and his ears pinker.

"what the fuck are you doing?"

"you are literally the funniest person i've ever met. i can't believe i fell in love with you, sweetie," you drawl, fluttering your eyelashes.

"what the hell is wrong with you?" he cringes away as you beam at him with a lovesick smile, one hand keeping him flush against your body while the other brushes the pant leg of a passing security guard.

"just play along, darling," you seethe through a fake smile. without taking your eyes off your partner's face, your prize finds itself between your fingers and you unbutton the keycard without blinking, bringing it to his chest and smoothly slipping it into bakugo's jacket pocket with the guard none the wiser. once you catch the guard round a corner behind you via the reflection of a gilded mirror, you drop your act and detach yourself from a very flushed bakugo. "yikes, you're worse at this than i thought you'd be," you deadpan.

"you-you just used me to get that guy's card," he sputters in pure disbelief while you continue to walk down the side hall in the direction of the bar and banquet room. "the hell is wrong with you?"

"i work alone, bakugo," you say boredly. your heels click against the glistening marble and you roll your eyes as his loud steps catch up to you.

"yeah, that much is obvious," he glowers. "we're supposed to be working together on this shit-"

"you are not my partner in this job. you are a tool." you have half the mind to think that your coldness was too harsh, but remember that working alone is what you're best at, for better or for worse. "look, i'll get the job done; you just sit there and watch so our agencies can get off our asses about this being done through 'official means.' got it?"

"you think you're good at being alone, but it's actually killing you," he states in a tone that barely echoes off the sparkling walls. "you think you're good at being alone, but what you think is the farthest thing from reality." if you weren't running four minutes behind schedule, you'd whirl on him and slap his pretty face. you settle for stamping his foot with your heel and he lets you, an ungratifying fuck you all you get as a reward.

"i should have told my agent that i'd quit if she made me work with someone else," you snap with your arms crossed as he fishes out the keycard from his jacket pocket. he gives you a look that enrages you further, something between loathing and sympathy.

"take my arm, for fuck's sake. let's get this over with so i don't have to deal with you and your self pity ever again," he snarls and, for the first time, he catches you off guard. you obey without a word, eyeing him warily while he swipes the keycard and guides you into the crime boss' exclusive campaign gala.

"you know nothing about me, so don't try to analyze me since i know it's not your strong suit," you mutter under the sound of blaring jazz trumpets, sidling past investor after investor as they chatter excitedly about the your target's recently announced run for mayor. "i've seen the leaks about you heroes' IQ scores."

"yeah, they were faked by some extra in the todoroki agency that wanted to undermine him. wanted to imply that he was a nepo baby or some shit like that," bakugo replies without missing a beat and you're barely able to detect any malice in his answer. it confuses you. shouldn't he be pissed that you just insulted his intelligence? "icy-hot's one of the smartest guys i've met, so don't you fucking dare discredit him for one second." he's angry that you insulted...a different hero?

"that doesn't change the fact that you don't know shit about what i do," you dodge, spotting your target at a table near the banner-flanked main stage. he's surrounded by a dozen women who fawn on him like moths to a fire, caressing whatever body part they can get their hands on. it's exactly the scenario you need to bypass his defenses. "there, 3 o'clock. he's got his harem with him."

"so what's your play, lone wolf?"

"dance me toward him and then get out of my way," you order, dragging him onto the dance floor while the jazz band in the corner eases into a mellower tune. "what, got two left feet?"

"no, i'm just trying to figure out why you are the way you are," he questions, slipping one arm around your waist while his hand intertwines with yours.

"don't go hurting that handsome head of yours," you reply coldly without thinking, suddenly feeling your ears go hot when he smirks. "what?"

"nothing. 's just funny when you actually act human rather than the killing machine you were made to be," he admits and your jaw clenches.

"again, you know absolutely nothing about me." you subtly try to move your dancing bodies toward the crime boss' table, but meet bakugo's eyes with a glare when he actively spins you in the opposite direction. "we should be going that way, idiot."

"what if i wanna keep dancing with you, idiot," he retorts. "now," he takes a deep inhale, "i'm gonna tell you exactly what i think you are so maybe your next partner doesn't have to dig into your ass and get your head out of it."

"you are putting this whole operation in jeopardy--"

"don't care, especially if i'm being told by a self-pitying, pathetic excuse for a public servant who hides themselves away because they're too scared to make human connections," he rants, looking you directly in the eyes so you could see just how molten they were.

"stop," you warn, looking for any excuse to go in on your target so you could get out of the spotlight that bakugo was putting on you. he doesn't let you, though, effortlessly dipping you in a way that outsiders could consider flirtatious. it's an unfamiliar sensation, your spine curved under his steady hands, but all you can register is the intensity of his expression inches away from yours.

"you hide behind your callousness and say you don't need anyone fucking else because you've never had anyone else. and then, one day, when someone comes along who actually wants to know you for you, you're gonna be too much of a little bitch to realize that there are people who care about you. even if you are the most irritating being to call themselves human." he abruptly stands you both up and steps back, both of you burning and withstanding each other's wrath. your voice is smaller than you want it to be when you finally manage to speak.

"how would you know any of that?"

"because i was that." his attention flicks to behind you, toward the boss' table. "now would be your best chance. i'll sit at the bar and you finish the job, alone."

"...alone?"

"that's what you want, isn't it?"

no. i don't want it.

you don't catch him in time, some shackle like pride chaining you to the floor. it doesn't feel like relief, you realize when he turns to leave and disappears into the crowd. it feels like a punishment, an unbreakable curse that you'd put on yourself. you were a fool in a fable and it was sinking in, even as you worm the information you need out of your target and slip out of a back window, alone.

always alone.

---

it's not until ten months after your initial mission with bakugo that you finally work up the courage to tell off your agent.

"you have no place to be making such demands!" you lean away unbothered while your agent screams, her anger distorted by your phone speaker. "you have no idea how to--"

"don't care. i'm done working alone in the shadows," you interrupt with the callousness that once benefited you in your job. now, you realize, it was only impeding you and making it harder to find people who saw you as a human, not a tool. "put me in the infil mission or i'm quitting. for good."

"you don't know anything about infil. they'll eat you for breakfast if you join the op now," she hisses. "you need me."

"you made me think i needed you. you and the sparkle, and the fancy pajamas, and the smelly bath salts. you made me think that, to keep all the nice shit, i needed to be alone. but now i know i don't need to be."

"how would you know anything--"

"i know that you've purposefully delayed the infil operation so that you can cover up your ties to the boss' campaign, and that you sent me in with bakugo that night thinking i'd take the fall for your corruption. too bad he caught on and helped me investigate the todoroki IQ files you gave me and said they were official leaks."

"you're making a big mistake."

"and you should have learned sooner that i don't want the money. i never did."

"bullshit. money is all we have in this hero-run society, the only way we can be equal to them. what else would you want?"

"company." your agent falls silent at the same moment you hear a faint knocking on her line. "speaking of, looks like you have some." the tell-tale beep beep beep! of the call being ended echoes off the walls of the apartment and you sink further into the plush couch cushions, counting down leisurely on your fingers.

five,

four,

three,

two,

one.

"got her, babe!" you hear from down the hall. "and we got her good," katsuki says as he appears from your shared bedroom and grins at you. he leans against the door frame, waiting patiently as you delete your ex-agent's number from your contact list and show him the phone. "i ever tell you you're a natural at getting confessions out of people?" you giggle and let him pad over to you on the couch, sliding down so that he could lie his entire body on top of yours. even after all the time he'd been with you, the skin to skin contact still made your stomach burst into uncontrollable butterflies.

"i guess it comes with being a spy for so long," you suppose with a shrug. "but i'm not one anymore." your fingers absentmindedly trace the creases of back muscle through his shirt and he hums like a cat purring contentedly.

"yep, and now you're stuck with me until one of us dies in combat." you click your tongue with a tsk and lightly pinch his side, feeling him snort in triumph against your sternum.

"why can't you just say you love me like a normal person?"

"because neither of us are normal, genius," he explains, his eyes shut against your chest. "how normal is it to be so lonely that when you're around another lonely person, your shit cancels out?"

"i guess not that normal," you concede. "but still...what do i do now?"

"as much as i wanna say it, i don't think 'me' is the correct answer," katsuki proposes and you burst out laughing. "but really? anything you wanna do, baby. your hand's off the throttle, so now you're just cruising."

"since when did you use so many metaphors?" you ask with a teasing smile. "last week you said 'lightning in a bottle' and 'cursed like eve.'"

"since i met your dramatic ass."

"you know you love me."

"mmm, now you're finally starting to get it."

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[justatypicalwizard]

Sensitive file | K. Bakugo

A video filed away as sensitive. It's you and Bakugo on it. It leads you to the shore where you swim and a storm starts. Slight NSFW. WC: 2k Part one of two

The street lamps smudge over the black canvas of the night sky. The inside of the leather clad car is surprisingly quiet, only a whisper of the, otherwise, roaring engine detectable. The vehicle seems to be gliding over the smooth, black, dead asphalt embedded in the ground like scar tissue.

Equally deep scars snake around the hand that changes the gear, a higher number pops in place and you feel your back push into the soft passenger seat. Nothing inside the car matches the velocity that it moves with.

Glancing to the side you zero in on the glistering lights of the shrinking city — gold, white, blue. If you close your eyes you can imagine the buzz of the neons and the warmth radiating off the heated streets. But you leave the electric monolith of life behind as you turn to look at the road ahead.

The track is getting more narrow, hugging the sides of the sports car like a distant family member during an unwelcome reunion — suffocatingly. Your driver slows his pretty machine allowing it to finally breathe, not only cut through the air without a second thought. Upon opening the window you also inhale deeply, the salty smell of the sea makes a deep nostalgia surface.

What is this longing for? You think and say aloud. Bakugo bats his red eye at you to which you pay no mind, happily sinking in the strange mood.

“You mean?” The grown reaches your ear accompanied with a crunch under the tires. You just entered a rural area with roads as old as local ghost stories and the dried lips of women chanting them.

“Nothing in particular.” A vague answer, too vague for your liking right now. “Or maybe no, not nothing, but… have you ever felt longing for something that isn’t even yours in the first place? Like a connection to something that’s only in your head but ultimately it’s enough to make you feel good.”

You turn your face his way but as much as Bakugo wants to look you in the eye, he has to be patient about the rocky road. The tiny stones escape from under the heavy tires scratching the chassis which sits too low for its own good.

“I don’t know. I guess? Difficult question.” He sums up your messy confession.

“Well, that’s how the sea makes me feel — peaceful. No matter if it’s cold, hot, quiet or stormy.”

“Then it’s good we’re here, if you like it so much.”

You only shrug, gathering your things as the car comes to a stop in front of a small inn. Phone, wallet, shit you lost the chapstick because the lights inside the vehicle already went out.

Bakugo is outside, his silhouette dark, face hidden as if he was anonymously testifying someone’s sins in a trashy TV series.

You make your way up the stairs and inside the warm, light-themed room. Thin, white curtains frame the open windows. They dance in the wind catching the faint prophecy of a future storm in their silky arms. Behind a wooden counter the receptionist, an older woman, checks you in.

“Secrecy is quite important for me, if you don’t mind.” Bakugo taps his fingers on the oak. “I don’t want my friend here to have any problems with weirdos from the internet. Psycho fans, have you ever heard of them?”

The woman shakes her round head, the styled hair on top flies to the sides.

“They can come after you wherever you are.” The blonde seems to take a liking in scaring older ladies. A wicked toothy smile brings the corners of his face up and he hands in some cash. A key is traded in return. The small token of your accommodation lands in the back pocket of his pants.

“We’ll be back late.” The woman nods, not paying you much mind, too occupied with the thought of housing Dynamight, the hero.

With the first step you take outside you realise how blinding the inside of the inn was. Or maybe it’s just alarming how dark it is outside. Looking upwards you see stars, thousands of them.

You and Bakugo take course for the thing you rather hear than see in the darkness. Soon your feet dig in the sand and the slushy hum of the water is the only sound you can hear.

“Now you happy?” Bakugo asks, his voice comes from a few steps behind.

“Mhm.” You purr, stopping midway between the cement walking path and the sea. There is nothing in front of you besides the dark pit of the water and the starry coping of the world.

“I drove you all the way here so let’s at least have some fun.” Now he got closer, but you didn’t hear his stomping boots. That’s because he’s holding them in his hand.

The fluffy tail of a dark cloud passes over the shining disc of the moon, releasing the light. It’s full tonight. Now, up close you can see Bakugo’s features.

“You wanna come swim?" He asks.

“Okay.” And you’re both taking off your shirts.

The warmth sticks to your skin. There’s a breeze but it’s not enough to make you waver and break down in shivers. The water is warm, it’s going to feel like an embrace.

“Where you going like that?” The blonde asks. He points an accusatory finger your way, aiming at your underwear. “We’re skinny dipping.” You receive the same smile as the old lady behind the wooden counter. “What, you chicken?”

“No.” Like a mimic, you match his crazed smile and pull your bra off. He hooks his thumbs in his briefs and pulls them down. At the same time you shake off the panties from your ankle.

A wave sneaks up the sand and you see it as an outstretched hand, inviting you to dance. With a tiny laugh you run, legs stretching to the maximum, lungs setting ablaze, arms thrown up and forward.

You launch into the water and the only thing you hear are bubbles escaping from under your cannonball body. The cold electrocutes your nerves and your throwing limbs everywhere, the only thing in mind is to get up, up. Your head breaks the surface and you’re once again breathing. It’s pitiful, how a few seconds without something so trivial as air can turn you animalistic.

The cold of the water merges into warmth. Now you can feel the breeze slap your wet cheeks and you hide as high as your nose, under the wet blanket.

It’s relaxing, calming, humbling, to be practically alone against the mighty ocean.

Turning your head towards the coast, you swim on your back, lazily moving your hands to stay afloat. The sea is calm today, letting you rest in its rocking hold.

A collection of fingers embraces your head and you bump into an abdomen. Opening your eyes reluctantly, you see his wet strands sticking to his forehead. You also see his nose and lips. And eyes. Though you can focus only on one at a time, making your gaze run back and forth.

“You’re calm right now?” He, once again, asks. Bakugo Katsuki seems to have an awful lot of questions today.

“No, I’m stupid.”

“Huh, that I already know.”

“Renting a room with you alone for the night. Disappearing on the beach. Getting naked and swimming in the water utterly alone — it’s idiotic.”

“I don’t give a fuck.” His index digs into the soft of your cheek.

“You never do. You didn’t give a fuck about the video as well. Did you?”

“I didn’t.”

“Then why did you search for me afterwards? Why, suddenly, you were in the corridors, in the canteen, in the parking lot?”

Bakugo chuckles like he does when you ask something seemingly obvious. This man really believes that his mind sets the order for the whole world.

“Because I have the hots for you, stupid. And I’m really irritated that I saw myself going down on you but I don’t remember shit about it. It looked like something worth keeping in mind.”

You can feel the warm breath escape through his nose as he leans down for a kiss. It’s like balancing on the tip of the mountain of filth, one step forward and you're buried under the avalanche of him. You stay on top. You need to remain calm in order to keep the balance on the surface of the water.

“I don’t do one-night-stands.” He wants to comment but you shoot a finger and seal his lips. He obeys and it makes you warm between your tights. “Not ones I can remember.”

“So you want me as your boyfriend.”

“Or you want me as your girlfriend.”

A stronger wave comes crashing into you. Bakugo pulls you up, palming everything on the way from your neck to your lower back. It gives you a deja vu, you know you’ve been here, you explored his skin and warmth, yet you don’t remember anything. All you can do is recall the damned video of you two…

“Boyfriend.” Bakugo speaks, setting you on the wobbly sea bed.

“Girlfriend.”

Whoever admits first loses. You feel the game, the challenge, in his grip, you see it in his grin, you feel it as you lick your lips clean of him.

Another wave, an older and bigger sister of the previous, pushes you towards the shore. You look upwards and see that Bakugo’s crown of fair hair is no longer sprinkled with stars. Dark clouds gather in the sky, chasing the little grey bunny that hid the moon a while ago. The wind builds momentum. The old lady in the inn must have already closed the windows. A storm is coming.

Both you and Bakugo splash towards the sandy beach. You grab a fistful of your clothes and run towards a small wooden shelter-shack. Someone must be taking care of it during the day. But now, at night, it’s empty, alone, promising to keep all the secrets it heard. The doors leading inside are closed but the tiny porch enclosed in a wooden roof will be more than enough to wait the storm out.

You throw your shirt on the floor and sit down. Bakugo does the same but you don’t touch. The question hanging in the air hasn’t been answered yet.

“How do you imagine it? Being together.” You speak first, taking the lead.

“Simple, we’re together. We do all the stuff we do now but we’re, like, a couple. We don’t give a bat shit about what anyone’s saying.” He’s looking forward. “And what? Are you gonna be crazy about it or what?”

“No.” You shake your head. “I don’t want a difficult relationship. I want it easy, peaceful and sweet. Mine.”

“Like the sea.”

“I thought I told you the sea is not mine, it only gives me peace.”

“Whatever.”

“Are you gonna be like it?” You pointed towards the building waves. They started to crash over the shore, slapping the beach and tearing it apart, sucking it inside.

“There’s a storm oncoming, bad timing for a metaphor.”

“I’m ready for a storm here and there. But are you capable of being both? The storm and the calm?”

“Maybe that’s too early for wedding vows but I can swear I’m gonna be my best.”

A thunder tunes in with your laugh.

“Bakugo Katsuki, sitting naked, in the storm, on the porch of a shitty shack, in the middle of the week, somewhere by the sea, vowing that he’s gonna be the best for me. Well, I think I’m gonna take it.”

“I already took you, in front of the camera, so you’re a runner-up.”

“Shut it.”

You lean in and he meets you halfway. Your feet dangle over the edge of the filth mountain. Suddenly it’s no longer a slope, it's an abyss. So you dive and you fall on his lap. It's warm, your back is cold from the harsh slaps of the wind. He pays it no mind too occupied by your mouth.

“It’s a pity my phone is dead. I’d make another video for Hawks, so he can have a collection of porn starring us both.” He breathes into your ear. You shudder and laugh.

“It’s not porn. It's evidence filed away as sensitive.”

To be continued

[acenshifts]

Percy Jackson and the Olympians DR ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

“She’s a mess of gorgeous chaos,”

“And you can see it in her eyes.”

── .✦

Lorelei E. Kidd ⌗ The Child of Nyx. Legacy of Apollo. Half-Primordial Half-Mortal. The Impossible Born. Astronomer of Olympus.

── .✦

they/them nonbinary bisexual 12 (as of tlt)

My PJO DR takes place during the books, starting from book one: the lightning thief and continuing through the series to heroes of olympus and then to trials of apollo. While my dr focuses on riordans greek and roman stories, that doesn’t mean the other stories don’t happen. His egyptian and norse stories take place when they are supposed to in the timeline as well as interactions between each camp/house/hotel respectfully.

A bit about my DR: I start off the day before percy arrives at camp, from there I follow the books with minor changes due to me being there. I am unclaimed and remain that way until after the second titan war, but! my powers do start manifesting around the time percy is claimed. Mostly due to a bunch of crazy stuff going on, stress induced? maybe or it’s all the chaotic energy seeping back into the world.

Later on in my dr, I have planned an incident/prophecy revolving around me and two other scripted in characters: Delphina: daughter of apollo and Kona: daughter of aphrodite, adopted daughter of hera. For a little idea of what it is think of the ‘the dragon has three heads audio.’

Prior to the dragon has three heads.. I meet the loml, the amazing, funny, handsome, beautiful, leo valdez. I’ll probably make a post about us later but ugh let me tell you, me and him he fell first i fell harder type shit. it’s like a really weird bumpy ride and so much drama that I plan to script or script out. BUT WERE SO CUTE GUYS TRUST LIKE CRAZY CUTE. We end up together, we end game mhmhm.

[deltaruminations]

SPOILERS for both chapters (mainline story beats only). just some. HOT REACTIONS FRESH OFF THE PRESSES

i cannot fucking believe this madman was originally going to release all of this AND chapter 5. that shit would have killed me. i think pretty much everyone underestimated how quickly the story would escalate. fucking insane

nothing in the world could have prepared me for chapter 3. the team really just let their freaks out on this one. utterly deranged and constantly disorienting to play blind. i truly do not have words to describe the cocktail of emotions i felt seeing tenna on-screen for the first time. in hindsight it's funny as fuck that toby let his design be shown in the press kit because that little console border art was not even close to being a meaningful spoiler for the real deal. if anything the expectation of a Normal Guy just made it hit harder LMAO. i might be in love with tenna

i like that everyone in advance was like "tenna is going to be so horrible he's going to be awful" and it's like no he's about as sympathetic as queen, just more unhinged

tenna gaster parallel Bigtime i think,,,,,, i mean gaster might actually be a terrible bastard but the romhacking type stuff in particular is like. yeah

the use of the game-in-game controller gimmicks was really cute and a great vehicle for character exploration. i liked that a lot. honestly i was kind of dreading chapter 3 because i'm pretty dogshit at minigames but i thought it was handled well. i will say as of chapter 4 i'm maybe a little concerned about the difficulty level going forward as someone with pretty terrible twitch reflexes/hand-eye coordination but we'll see

raise up your bat "true" lyrics......... god dess fucks

i can't even begin to parse the bunker or kris's cellphone calls or the mayor. i guess i'm tentatively on board with the idea that the three symbols are people contacted by/working with the knight hence why they have their own codes. the thing about sacrificing undyne(???) is fucking nuts what does that even mean

dessroom note from playing (verbatim) (context is mint tin of weird looking leaves in the drawer): DESS HOLIDAY WEED SMONKER!!!!!!!!

roaring knight fucking crazy i don't think it needs to be said LOL. dessknight REAL and so much better than we could have imagined. i was wrong about dessknight. dessknight kicks ass. the design is insane and she's so smug and sassy with it too lmao i love this bitch

i'm ALMOST tempted to guess that the RK isn't simply dessknight but rather some kind of horrible almagamation of dess's AND gaster's fractured mind-parts or whatever (skeletal design, gun's, stigmata) but i'll hold off on that for now

church dark world just overwhelming as fuck in general i don't. know what to even say about it. the second i went to move on a horizontal climb and that fucking column 3D ROTATED i started pogging

i'm guessing the Bad Prophecy Ending involves killing noelle or some shit fuck it maybe noelle angel real after all

one immediate crack theory about the Church Prophecy (i'm sure i'm not the only one who raised an eyebrow about this) is that some combination of the "three heroes" is not actually who DELTARUNE is positioning them as being, or at least it wasn't MEANT to be them -- ex. "susie's" role could be filled by dess. "cage with a human soul and human parts" is so vague it could obviously also refer to the vessel but if we want to get CRAZY with this it could even be like... a humanoid skeleton... SORRY i'm just saying like ribcages... i doubt this is anything i'm just. saying

i liked jackenstein as a character and thought his encounter was funny but in terms of gameplay i was pretty much like OK Fuck This Actually after enough rounds. sorry. i do think it's very funny to foreshadow & tutorialize The Fucking Titan with this poor shitpost of a guy

the titan looking like the silhouette of a huge skull before it's "revealed" is. Troubling lmao i can't even begin to parse what that would mean. i wouldn't guess that gaster is a titan but also if dess is a titan plus all those scarred & crying eyes motifs associated with the titan FUCK IT maybe. i don't know why he's appearing halfway into the game and letting us whale on him but who fucking knows what his machinations are anymore

...anyway kind of a dumb thing to give a shit about after everything else that happened but as far as i'm currently aware Baby Bones Theory lives on? extremely important note i took while playing (verbatim) (context is looking through the window during chapter 4 light world):

what i'm saying is the pattern of papyrus being notably un-papyrus-like continues. almost as if he. is not papyrus. I'M JUST S. I'M J

SKELETON HOUSE IS MESSY

IT'S MESSY

PAPYRUS IS A NEAT FREAK

AAAAAAAAAA

OH also lol soft confirmation of soriel? toby got the nerve to do it? good on him, RIP kris's home life tho lmao

[localicecreambiter]

demi god LU time

the law of hyperfixations says you must combine interests at every given chance

adding a cut here as to not clog feeds!! its a real long post

i wanna hear thoughts too! so dont be afraid to comment. these are my personal opinions and i wanna hear if anyone agrees or disagrees :D (apologies for all the tags btw)

edit to add the stupid doodle

the gods all have favorites, and ironically none of them are their own kids (save for hades: he loves his kid. doesn't make him a good parent, but you know?)

In a more Zelda timeline abiding setting; Originally they weren't all at camp halfblood at the same time, but time shenanigans decided they were to be brought together

Imagine Chiron’s surprise when 7 of his dead campers waltz into camp (this happens EVERY SINGLE TIME they enter camp. Dionysus is completely unfazed, knowing the bs time shit the gods are dealing with atm)

By the time they enter camp in Wild’s Hyrule for the second time he kinda understands (Wind and Sky didnt have a Camp Halfblood, for the record, for obvious reasons)

Alternatively, its some form of modern au where they’re just from different parts of Hyrule (skyloft, downfall, ordonia, windfall peninsula, hyrule town (different from castle town), the list goes on) which would make a lot more sense for this kinda au (the world would’ve just had a LOT of calamities within the span of a few years, some of the heroes knowing about camp and others not so much)

(i think Legend, Wars, Time, Wind (post WW) and Four would’ve known about Camp Halfblood while the others were just kinda on their own until after their quests) meaning over half of them didn’t have prophecies and just went to deal with the issue themselves, possibly meaning on their journey they learned of camp

Ok well, all of them but Wars, who grew up at Camp Halfblood

All Zelda’s are children of Athena, save for Skyward Sword Zelda since she's the reincarnation of Hylia (yeah, im keeping the original Zelda goddesses! What of it?)

At some point fairly early on, a Zelda only had a son, who got together with Athena at some point and boom

Sky: child of Zeus 

self explanatory 

God of the skies? his name is literally Sky

not to mention how fucking powerful he is?

he was the "first" Link; Zeus was technically the first God, it makes sense (this is such a stupid reason)

The skies are his home, Zeus finding someone on Skyloft and “falling in love” with their love of the sky too results in this bad boy right here

The demise fight? Only a zeus kid could harbor lightning like that

A camp counselor in the modern setting (ik typically once you’re 18, you’re no longer a camper really, but shhhh)

Wind: child of Poseidon 

Don't roll your eyes, i've got a reason!!

the 4 wind gods throw a fit anytime he's sent on a quest (they all love him even if they won't admit it)

A world purely ocean and islands? Poseidon would have a fuckin ball

The Great Sea needed a hero, Wind was brought about more for necessity than out of the want to have a child (this leaves a hard disconnect between wind and the gods, knowing his dad didn’t really have him out of love for his mom but because the world needed to be saved)

The irony of Poseidon being the patron of pegasi and horses and Wind not knowing what a horse is will never not be a funny thought

Has more control over the wind than he does the sea (for now) 

he, like Legend, pointedly ignores that he's a demi-god, especially since he comes after the Hero of Time (kinda hard to live up to that, even outside of a demi-god au)

The ocean and winds are his mood ring: you upset him the wind gods are after you

In a modern setting, the same reason applies kinda; a quest under the sea would be virtually impossible for anyone but a child of Poseidon, and hell knows a cyclopes isnt gonna be sent (gotta love those prophecies) 

OR!! OR AND HEAR ME OUT

Wind isnt a demigod

The wind gods still adore him, but he doesn't have the hero’s spirit and i think that’d kinda translate to not being a demigod, yet still being the one who was destined to go on the quest because there just weren't any demigods to do it

Still not set on which id go with

Legend: child of Hades 

Ah yes, child of the big three goes on so many quests trope. Love to see it

he's Apollo's favorite favorite (Warriors is jealous as hell. Thats his dad! Wdym he likes Legend more????) 

Pointedly ignores the fact he's a demigod (at least, he definitely tries to)

Blessed by (and beefing with) so many gods from his quests

probably one of the few heroes who's spoken to their godly parent (trust me, it was out of obligation rather than free will)

Prefers helping out the more minor, underappreciated, and not as needy or bitchy gods (like Hestia, for example)

curses the Olympians constantly, they've learned to ignore him, hes their best questing kid

Sort of a general camp counselor since Hades doesn't really have kids (its technically his last year but hes been there the longest out of everyone)

Managed to block the oracle over iris message

After his trip to the dark world and lorule, the gods go haywire around him, much to his delight (because it means they leave him alone)

Hyrule: child of Hecate 

adopted by Hermes (much to the dismay of all the Hermes children)

I was on the line between Hecate, Apollo, and Hermes; Hyrule’s affinity for magic and the blood curse resulted in Hecate to win 

Very detached from the gods, the help he receives is never outright but more subtle blessings

The gods like to ignore Downfall after Legend died tbh (outside of modern, obviously)

Well, they still ignore Downfall as a city/country. 

Only learned of camp thanks to Legend, otherwise he wouldn’t have had a clue it existed

Wild: child of Athena 

Also adopted by Hermes 

One of the more chaotic children of Athena

The idea of Athena being his godly parent sourced from his resourcefulness and quick battle (or just general) strategies, along with his pre-calamity self being stoic and more on the critical side

Completely forgot he was a demigod and just let loose, Athena is more than slightly perturbed by him and yet so infatuated

Supervises archery at camp

Warriors: child of Apollo 

exemplifies almost 0 traits of his father other than his looks and his affinity for medicine (shit archer, shit musician, can't write poetry)

blessed by Athena during the war since he was struggling so much, she always has a soft spot for the heros since they fight to protect her daughters so hard (aka pity blessing) 

Actively beefing with Ares 

Aphrodite likes to keep an eye on him, mostly for entertainment (she woulda eaten the whole Cia debacle UP)

Very notorious in camp considering he was a war captain at the ripe age of 17; once learning of the whole Camp Jupiter has apartments and college for half bloods insisted and led a project at CHB to get something similar built (which is where he, Sky and Twilight stay after turning 18)

Twilight: child of Demeter

His love for ranch animals and caring for his farm lead me to this decision

Also the whole wolf thing, that also counts

Appalled by the fact Wind doesn't know what a horse is considering he's literally the son of Poseidon (jealous the kid can talk to Epona and he can't)

After his journey to the twilight, the gods kinda flicker between Greek and Roman around him so they tend to avoid him like Legend

blessed/cursed by Lupa, hence the wolf thing

Teaches foraging lessons at camp

Four: child of Hephaestus

He's the smithy, I couldn’t not say he's a Hephaestus kid

received a lot less help from the gods since he was one of the first 

started advocating that heros receive help from the divine after LU concludes so those after him have a fighting chance (not in the modern setting)

I havent played many of his games, but the kinstones sound like a thing Hephaestus would scatter across the earth as scrap from his creations

Not one of the fire wielders (the only one that can wield fire is Red when split, mostly because of the elemental bs in minish cap)

After drawing the Four Sword, Janus (despite being roman (i like to think the four sword would be a roman artifact, it just feels right)) was suddenly pretty interested and bestowed what wisdom he had for the demi-god

Vulcan, Neptune, Aeolus, and Ceres all came together to forge the elemental stones; the Minish were still the ones to bestow the sword to Hylian people

The gods tend to avoid him too, for the same reason they avoid Twilight and Legend (dark world shenanigans and the Four Sword)

He loves the damn forge at CHB, and was ecstatic seeing the one at Camp Jupiter

He was asked by Chiron if he would be interested in running a forge class for young demigods (be it his siblings or anyone interested) but sadly declined 

Has that air of responsibility to him, being a seasoned quester (and while his 3 doesn't stand to Legend’s 6, its still pretty sizable) hes looked up to by the younger campers

Time: child of Demeter Kronos? 

The Kokiri were so Demeter core dont even tell me they werent

I guess they’d kinda act like nymphs and dryads in a sense??

His abilities use to relate to his mother until the events of his first quest: the Ocarina of Time was designed to slowly corrupt the user, being a creation of Kronos’

However, it wasn’t really designed with a demigod in mind sooo…

Also self explanatory, the titan of time? Duh… huh?? what do you mean he was taken over?? What do you mean he was a child of Demeter?? No he wasnt lol that Neverrr happened

the reason he's the only “child” of a titan is mainly because of the fierce deity mask literally making him god-like, meaning he has a lot more power harbored in him sooo (the second he dawned that mask he discarded his old identity for that of a titan’s child, since it was also cursed object)

Don’t ask how he came to being Kronos’ kin, no one knows, not even he does (I do) (no, it does not imply a Hylian wandered into Tarturus and got out alive to have the baby)

Avoids interacting with the gods at all costs, he's weary of them as they are of him (even if he saved the world twice)

Extras :)

Ravio: child of Pluto 

blessed by Minerva for his natural quick witted nature and clever war strategies, if her own daughter can't succeed she might as well make sure ONE does

can tell if a rupee is real or not by glance alone

Sheerow scares the fuck out of the gods, which in turn means Ravio puts them on edge, a thing very few can achieve

the gods never gave him much thought until the events of albw, to which he suddenly gained like four pair of godly eyes on him

can and will plan one of the worlds most successful heists, refuses to participate 

also beefing with Ares (not Mars, Ares)

Based on my personal HC that Ravio’s some sort of artificer (be it replicating magic dungeon items or just flat out creating new ones) i think Vulcan has his eyes on him too

Hilda: child of Minerva 

by far the strangest child Minerva ever birthed

exemplifies the traits of a hero rather than a ruler

a little jealous her mother likes Ravio more than her

gods be damned, she's not going to let them neglect her kingdom anymore 

a force of fucking nature that single handedly forced a meeting with the gods and somehow forced them to agree to start restoring Lorule (she got the idea from Legend, who has done this multiple times for multiple different reasons)

[poppitron360]

Hot take but the whole “who is the most powerful demigod” debate is stupid.

Percy is not the most powerful demigod. Nico is not the most powerful demigod. Leo- despite vaporising a primordial goddess with his bare hands- is NOT the most powerful demigod.

The whole POINT of the Seven is that they’re all meant to be EQUALS in power. Or at least that’s what they are in theory, but in a desperate attempt to keep Percy as the main character they nerfed everyone else.

They each have unique abilities, which complement and contradict each other- working together as a team. They all have their own specific set of skills that they bring to the table. Neither should be more important than the other.

Yes Percy almost killed the goddess of misery with her own poison. Yes Nico can kill a person with a touch. But Hazel prevented Gaia from rising another seventy years. Piper can charmspeak literal gods. Jason defeated Krios single-handedly (we never see it but we’re told about it). Frank had to be given a physical handicap from the UNIVERSE ITSELF for being too powerful. Reyna has two ferocious robot lie-detector dogs, lived on Circe’s island so knows some magic and shit, lived with Pirates for a while, single-handedly ran CJ for eight months while trying to keep Octavian off her back AND led the legion into battle when the time came- not to mention the fact that she can basically amplify anyone’s strength/lend them hers. We don’t even have TIME to dive into all the times Annabeth has been seriously OP. Plus, Leo has a 60-tonne fire-breathing dragon, is the first fire user in nearly four centuries AND defeated Gaia.

I would’ve loved it if they’d all played equal part in the final battle against Gaia instead of Leo doing all the work. While I’m not complaining that Rick made my favourite character the most important in the end, I kinda think that if you’ve got a concept of Seven demigods each with their own role to play you should actually make their roles all equal- not just wait ‘til you find out who the fan favourite is and then give him the most significant job.

GIVE EACH MEMBER OF THE SEVEN EQUAL NUMBER OF POV CHAPTERS IN THE BOOKS PLEASE.

Perhaps it’s my neuros diverging, but I HATE it when things aren’t mathematically equal or don’t line up correctly. Fold a piece of paper in half all wonky-like in front of me I dare you.

The Lost Hero? Flawless! Each character gets two chapters, and it all rotates in the same cycle until we end up back with who we started. Admittedly Jason gets two extra chapters at the end but that just means we can give Piper and Leo more chapters in the other books. Son Of Neptune? Great! Percy gets a few more chapters in ratio to Frank and Hazel, though. Mark Of Athena?… All the Greek demigods get a POV! That’s fine! But where’s our book dedicated to just the Roman characters? House Of Hades? FANTASTIC! Everyone in the Prophecy gets a POV.

But wait! There’s more! Now there’s two new characters who need POVs, making the fandom have to write out a whole “the seven plus Nico and Reyna” thing even though the series is literally called Heroes of Olympus and so you could just call them that but that’s besides the point. Controversial, but I don’t mind the lack of Percabeth POVs in Blood of Olympus. We kinda already know a lot about them already and I wanna give my other pookies a time to shine. But the fact that Frank and Hazel only get TWO books with POVs meanwhile Leo and Piper get FOUR-

As much as I love them all, I just think that nine characters in five books might’ve been Rick biting off more than he can chew. We know this because of how hastily they had to wrap up Leo’s arc and the “oath to keep with a final breath” line in the Prophecy in the last chapter, and how Frank, Hazel and Reyna don’t get completed arcs until TOA.

But anyway, I think that “Percy is the most powerful”- while I know it’s an opinion most of the fandom share- is actually erasing the whole concept of HOO. Seven characters, equally powerful, for different reasons. And if Rick had just stuck to that concept, it would’ve been much more stylistically pleasing (with an equal number of chapters for each character) and be able to shine a light on characters like Frank and Hazel who are kinda pushed to the sides in the books. It made the final battle kinda anticlimactic just to have the Lost Trio and mostly Leo defeat Gaia, and just kinda made the ending underwhelming imo.