#Hera is so proud and this becomes a bonding moment for then

[messypenguin]

Jason is channeling his inner Hera

Please imagine:

Jasico wedding with a groomzilla!jason

you're welcome

[doevademe]

if u were Rick, what would you have dont story wise with Annabeth's character? What kinda arc would you make her go through ?

Okay, here's the thing, when you analyze Annabeth's character arc through PJO you get a girl who starts a bit rude and too proud for her own good, and she ends up... basically in the same place, only with a boyfriend (but it's okay that she's petulant and proud, because she's always right 🙄). Then in HoO I think her arc is about becoming even more unapologetic? Like, she starts being very codependent in her relationship, and by the end, she has decided she will never be apart from Percy ever again.

What I'm trying to get to is that she's a very static character. If I were writing her, I'd focus her arc on 2 things: seeing the positives in her flaws, but also recognizing them as flaws. Like, she talks about her hubris, but never actually does anything about it. It's just there as a character trait that doesn't do much except put her and the quest in danger sometimes because she refuses to yield (sphinx, her conflict with Hera).

She'd understand that her choices are sometimes driven by pride rather than intelligence, and try to tone down those moments, maybe even bond with someone who has the guts to tell her she's not thinking objectively, but egotistically (maybe Piper, Hazel, or Jason. Someone she can't just dismiss), but also realize that hey, being so proud means she's less likely to fall to despair, because she already believes she's the greatest. She can use her flaws to manipulate outcomes, to overcome people trying to make her less.

Her arc would be one of balance, how she can't be humble because it's not her, but she can be aware of her faults and try to learn to be better about them (i.e. learn that her actions hurt her loved ones, and take steps towards betterment).

[min3tta]

the wedding (part 2)

Gamilia dexiosi (wedding feast)

As night quickly fell, Odysseus led Penelope to the royal dining hall, where all of their family was waiting. As they entered, the guests clapped and cheered.

Two tables were set: one for the men, and one for the women. Odysseus and Penelope split to their respective tables. Servants gave the guests terracotta bowls filled with fish, figs, beans, breads and olives. Other servants held amphoras to make sure all the guest’s cups were never short of wine. 

The feast began when the bride and groom sat down. 

Penelope noticed that Odysseus was busy talking with her father and his brother-in-law, Eurylochus. Every now and then Odysseus would make eye contact with her, both knowing that they would be an official couple in a few short hours. 

“So,” Ctimene, who sat next to Penelope, chimed. “How are you liking Ithaca so far? I am aware it isn’t the grand kingdom of Sparta like you are used to.”

“Oh, no!” Penelope said as she took a sip of her wine. “It is amazing. How nice it is to have an ocean view, to enjoy the sea breezes every day. Everyone has been pleasant.”

“I suppose you are right. I traveled here from the island of Same. The Ionian is all I know,” Ctimene said to Penelope. “But, I am ecstatic that I now finally have a sister-in-law! Odysseus is enamored by you, Penelope. You are all my brother thinks about, truly,” she said, and took a bite of bread. 

Penelope felt a smile creep across her lips. “I am honored to join the kingdom of Ithaca.”

Ctimene squeezed Penelope’s hand. “What an amazing queen you will make. I am so happy for you, dear.”

“Thank you.”

Anakalypteria (the removal of the veil)

After hours of eating and drinking, dusk was rapidly approaching over the kingdom of Ithaca. A voice called throughout the dining hall to the wedding party.

“A moment, if you please,” Laertes stood up. “As our feast is coming to a close, the moment of anakalypteria is approaching.” He faced his son who sat beside him. “Odysseus, my boy, I am so proud of you, and so proud of the great man and king you have become.” He then placed a hand on Odysseus’s shoulder. “You have found a suitable queen for Ithaca … Penelope,” he then faced the woman’s table, where the bride sat with curious eyes. “I am honored that you will join our family. Please, take care of Odysseus, and he shall take care of you. Promise to love each other and respect each other. Provide us with a child to ensure that Ithaca’s roots will grow deep. Congratulations, my dear.”

“Thank you, sir,” Penelope quietly said. 

Laertes raised his cup. “May the gods bless this happy couple, and bless Ithaca! Na zisete!”

The wedding party all raised their cups in return. “Na zisete!” All cups of wine were quickly made empty.

Odysseus got up from his seat and made his way to Penelope.

“Are you ready, my love?” He asked her. Penelope nodded and took Odysseus’s hand. He led her to the center of the hall, where all eyes were intently watching the happy couple. 

With their fingers intertwined, Odysseus and Penelope gazed into each other’s eyes. They stood facing each other, feeling each other’s breath on their skin. In unison, they closed their eyes and chanted a prayer to the goddess of marriage.

“Lady Hera, hear our prayer. Queen of Olympus, protector of marriage, of the joining of hearts and the creation of bonds, of the building of home and the finding of family, whose presence honors any wedding day, whose favor graces any marriage, we pray to you and grant to us a joyous union, a love to last, a harmonious home. We ask your blessing on our household. May it be a place of happiness and affection. We ask your blessing on our marriage bed. May it be a place of joy and pleasure. May we grow old together, merry and content. May our words be sweet, and our love be strong. Lady Hera, we ask for your blessing.” 

The couple opened their eyes. The hall remained silent, as if Penelope and Odysseus were the only ones in the room. 

Odysseus, shaking, holding back tears, gently pulled back his bride’s veil. Penelope’s lips started to quiver as their faces grew closer together. 

“My love,” Odysseus managed to whisper, and sealed their marriage with a passionate kiss. 

Cheers erupted from the wedding party as Penelope and Odysseus stood, now in each other’s arms, still in a deep kiss. Their lips parted, but their foreheads still touched. Rose petals were tossed in the air as celebration. 

“My darling husband,” Penelope giggled, in shock that she was now with Odysseus, united as one.

“My darling wife,” Odysseus repeated, and pressed his lips to Penelope’s once more.

Periboea and Icarius ran up to their daughter and engulfed her in a hug. Odysseus saw Laertes give an approving nod to his son from across the room, as if saying “You’ve done well.”

As the Spartans parted, they gently nudged Penelope towards Odysseus again. “Go,” they said to their daughter. “Make Sparta proud. Make Ithaca proud.”

“I-” Penelope started.

“She will,” Odysseus said and grabbed his wife’s hand. “I know she will.” He placed a kiss on Penelope’s forehead. Penelope felt the heat rising in her cheeks. 

Was she dreaming? She couldn’t be. It was all better than a dream.

“My friends,” Odysseus raised his voice so the guests could hear. “Thank you for joining us on such a happy night. Thank you for the well wishes and good company.  It has been a busy day, so it is time for my wife and I to retreat to our chambers.” 

“Wife,” Penelope thought to herself. It would take time for her to get used to such a new word.

[laughingphoenixleader]

Please go on a tangent on the love you have for Kanan and Ezra’s relationship. The book boys, the one with the most healthy and wholesome father-son relationship

I know not who you are, nor what you mean by book boys. But may I just say…

…I’ve started quoting Eugene Fitzherbert/Flynn Rider way too much. Thanks, @kanerallels.

Ahhh!! their father-son dynamic is easily my second favorite dynamic in Rebels.

Kanan never necessarily wanted to be a teacher. Hera’s the one who wanted to recruit Ezra at all—Kanan was all like “nooo we don’t need to pick up another stray” and Hera responds by listing off reasons why they should adopt him and turning everything the kid does into a reason to add to the list…and eventually Kanan comes around and gives Ezra the choice to join the crew as his Padawan after making sure that he’s Force-sensitive. Basically, Kanan was being dramatic about Ezra stealing from them. Which is fair.

Kanan’s reluctant to teach at first. He only had six months of training, after all, and he wants Ezra to have the best master possible. He’s insecure; he’s too hard on himself, but Ezra misinterprets that in S1 E5. But they talk it out in the end—that’s one of my favorite things about them. Yeah, they misunderstand each other sometimes, but they always end up talking it out and reestablishing their bond.

Ezra has trouble letting himself open up to Kanan or letting himself get attached because he’s just so scared of losing someone he loves again. He has moments where he shuts down; where he needs to be alone; where he needs to cry. And Kanan never once invalidates his feelings. He’s understanding; he’s caring; he’s respectful. These two males communicate, deeply love those around them, and let each other know how much they mean to each other. Yeah, Kanan often facepalms and dramatically sighs because of his space son’s antics. But he’s also such a Proud Dad. Exhibit A:

This is his face in S1 E10 as he gazes at his Padawan. All the little moments when he smiles at Ezra, jokes around with him (“kid, you worry me sometimes” lol), fights with all his might to protect him, then learns in S2 E18 to let him go. He teaches Ezra about the value of sacrifice in S1…and in S4. He’s always looking out for his boy, seeking to help him become the great Jedi he knows he can be. And their HUGS?? SO sweet. Kanan lets Ezra cry into his shoulder on multiple occasions, and you can see how much of a comfort Kanan is to his Padawan, how he’s become the boy’s safe place. How he’s been for Ezra what he desperately needed at his age.

Ok, I should focus on Ezra a little more before I shut up, shouldn’t I?

My boy is so SWEET. He adopts Kanan as his dad so early on—see S1 E5 (“I want you!”) and when he’s taken away from him at the end of S1, Ezra will not rest until he’s rescued his Master. He truly does learn from Kanan. Even when they distance themselves from each other at the beginning of S3, Ezra ends up apologizing and hugging Kanan, choosing to trust him and be vulnerable enough to reach out for him in his moment of need. Kanan’s is the first name he calls when he’s afraid, the person in the crew Ezra bonds the most deeply with. They make a GREAT team, and Ezra brags on his Master so much—see S1 E10 (“the best master!!”).

I could go through and make this into some eloquent, well-constructed thing, but I’d rather keep it all-natural. We’re not on AO3 here. Anyway, I love them, your honor, and they have this amazing father-son love for each other and it’s BEAUTIFUL. (Fun fact: S2 E11 is a GREAT Kanan & Ezra episode!)

Thanks for the ask, anon!! Anon asks are fun; I haven’t had very many! If you end up feeling like revealing your identity, please do. If not, that’s all good! Have a great day & I’m sorry this took me forever!

[imsoprettyithindersmyiq]

i have some hcs about star wars and braiding bc i love fluff and i’ve grown up with my family braiding my hair so :

ok starting off strong with some clone love bc i love all those sweet boys: ashoka already knows how (not well or fast but she can!) to braid from other padawans showing her, and you (or oc or anakin or some random kid on the planet their stationed at) come in and are like !!! omg tup! your hair is so gorgeous please could i braid it!? and the clones don’t know what braiding is so ashoka and whoever get to show them and then boom! before yknow it we got a braiding train yay!!! think of someone showing omega how to braid and then her braiding hunters hair!!!!!!!!!! i die omg them having matching braids !

of course i have to ruin this beautiful moment with bringing up the fact that obiwan at one point definitely braided anakins hair. sobbing. maybe when anakin started growing his hair out there was a moment when after a hug or something obiwan touched or motioned at anakins hair and said something like ‘hmm it reminds me of when i taught you to braid’ or ‘i remember braiding your hair when you were younger, you never could get it right’ with a smile and soft eyes. I WANT DEATH IM IN PAIN. obiwan remembering their early days and being so proud at the jedi he’s become………..

the rebels crew!!!! kanan braids ezra’s padawan braid😭 hera learns so she can give sabine a lil braid 😭😭 and theycan tie some yarn to chopper and braid that <3 and of course zeb has like 20 lil braid in his hair either from his the crew or kallus and i just <3 rebels braid train/circle <3

kanan and depa billaba (idk how it’s spelled sorry) have a an especially valued braid bonding time 😭 master depa had those two big braid and kanan has the lil one and i just think maybe she is the braid specialist at the temple but is especially affirming/affectionate with young kanan and then kanan telling lil ezra allll about his gradmaster 😭

[elionwriter]

MY FAV STAR WARS COUPLE DYNAMICS:

(for the sake of this post let's all just pretend no one dies, ok?)

Anakin - Padme: their relationship started with pure drama and really bad, corny pick up lines and it just goes on that way. Even when they are happily exiled on Naboo with their children and everyone knows about them, whenever they talk about their love or tell the story to Luke and Leia it's always with the tones of a 'larger than life situation'. Obviously Anakin is the drama queen who really pushes it (and is still salty he had to give up his title as Jedi Master) but Padme fell for him when he did the whole whiny speech about sand and married him, she secretly supports this s***t! 😝

Han - Leia: bickering is their love language. Screaming to impose supremacy is their flirting. The thing is, they never bicker for serious stuff, because they actually agree on what matters and get along as a couple, it's the principle of things! Sometimes a friend of Ben overhears them and goes 😱 "I'm really sorry for intruding on this, pal. Will your parents be alright?" And Ben with the calmest expression will answer "They literally do this all the time". It's the silence that's worriesome. When Leia is just too tired to keep fighting after hours of doing so with politicians, when Han doesn't bother to stay to face the argument and just hops on the Falcon again, THAT'S when they realise they are falling out. So they push duty and lust for adventure aside to go back spending quality time together and patching things up. Sure enough, the bickering starts again and Ben is like "😌 aaah everything is fine again".

Din - Luke: they are the picture perfect couple. They literally never argue, at best they poke eachother when one of the two does something the other doesn't entirely agree on. They have each other's back in any instance, support every choice and are there for backup when others want a fight or have something to say either on Din's leadership or Luke's approach to the Jedi code and teachings. It took them forever to actually get together because they acted like shy teenagers on their first crush and Leia, Han and Cara had to practically push them into each other's arms, but once they got there they were solid a couple as a rock. Others look at them and think they are either disgustingly mushy or still in a 'honeymoon face', because NO ONE has such a stress-free marriage. Din and Luke truly don't get what the fuss and all the drama's about. So even though they end up practically parenting the space version of the kids from 'Cheaper by the dozen' they act like parental figures to their friends as well. Life as Manda'lor and the Reviver of the Jedi order can be hell, but together they are just balanced like that and can face everything! They even create a new co-op fighting style for Jedi/Mandalorians that becomes the terror and amazement of the Galaxy for centuries to come!😌😏💪

Kannan - Hera: very similar to Dinluke except they do at times have some small moments of tension because Hera is a fighter to the core and Kannan can't help but wonder if the battle will ever truly end. But his queen's passion and resolve is so bright and steeled that he can't help but fall in love a little more every time and follow, knowing it's the right thing to do. They have an example to set for their son, after all. Kannan will absolutely love Jacen and will introduce Ezra to his son (once Sabine and Ashoka bring him back) as his older brother. Much like when he trained Ezra or faced Sabine, Kannan will sometimes doubt himself and wonder if he's acting like a good parent to Jacen. Hera will smile and reassure him, describing to him the bright and happy smile on their son's face or how Jecen's nose scrunches and his long, greenish ears wiggle in delight whenever Kannan plays with him or cuddles him. As Hera says so, Kannan holds her and feels like he can actually see it too.

Sabine - Ezra: After Ezra is brought back to his family from wherever or whatever happened to him after facing Thrawn, both of them will just indulge in sudden hugs or touches to make sure the other is actually there. Of course, they first think of their bond as a solid friendship and camaraderie, because that's what it was when they left off. The extra touching is just the response to being apart for so long and being worried for each other. But then Sabine notices that Ezra actually looks really good with long hair and the scruffy beard he grew out. She catches herself thinking of how warm and safe if feels in his arms and mentally kicks herself because she's a Mandalorian, all she should need is a loaded blaster to feel safe. Ezra, on the other hand, starts playing with Sabine's hair when complimenting her new dye and suddenly finds himself cupping her face like it's the most natural thing in the world. Long story short, they fall for eachother hard and become the prototype of the couple "my boyfriend/girlfriend is my best friend". When they are comfortable with their new status, Ezra goes back flirting dorkishly with her like he did all those years back when they first met and Sabine will tease him by shooting his advances down.

Ashoka - Bo Katan: joke's on Bo-katan for cringing back in the day at her sister's relationship with a Jedi. She thought destiny or the force or whatever was really messing with her when she realized that her rival and pupil, Din Djarin, the new leader of Mandalorians was also falling helplessly in love with a Jedi (Obi-Wan's student nonetheless). When she hears Sabine Wren and her Jedi boy also got together she stops questioning it. The thing is that she herself has been inexplicably, undeniably charmed and hooked to a Jedi for years now. The very same Jedi she had teased didn't have enough booty, what felt like a lifetime prior. But she's Bo-Katan, she can be in angry denial about anything. Ashoka, on the other hand, has seen and has been conditioned too much on what attachment does to a Jedi, even if she doesn't consider herself one anymore. So, even if the chemistry between them and the long lingering stares are real, their love is always kept a quiet, unspoken thing. Whenever they call eachother "my old friend" they know they actually mean more, but leave it at that. Everyone around them can't help wondering 'are they a thing or...?!' but they never feed the theories and gossip. They know what they are and mean for each other when they are alone in the same room, talking about the past or what must be done in the future and Ashoka's mere presence is enough to cool down the ever-present burning rage inside of Bo. Meanwhile, the other can't help but admire how single minded and devoted to her people and culture the Mandalorian princess is, how she never gave up on them, despite everything. They smile softly at each other, then one of them breaks the spell by leaving. They go back to their own business and life untill destiny or the force or whatever brings them back into eachother's orbit.

Revan - Carth: normally they act very much like Leia and Han with the bickering and teasing bit but then Revan has one of her memories returning or is haunted by how she basically condemned her lifelong best friend Malak to a terrible death and Carth instantly does a 180° shift becoming the most caring, comforting and tender partner. She'll hide into his chest until the crisis in over. Sometimes it can go on for days and Revan is oh, so grateful of how patient and good Carth is to her. Then, at times, Carth is the one burying his head in her chest and she's the one doing the tender, hair strokes. Carth needs a lot of reassuring and might get upset and fret over even what appears to be a trivial thing. He's trying to heal and get better but the long, long years of solitude, hurt and paranoia are hard to iron down. Expecially when Carth seems to have an instinct that puts a Jedi to shame, foreseeing a crisis neither she nor Bastila had picked up. But he is making an effort to improve and she's proud of him, even as he tries very clumsily to patch things up with his son Dustil. She doesn't really step in that matter more than she has to, since Dustil is clearly not happy nor comfortable with the idea of them being together yet. Carth will sometimes open his heart to her and say something deeply meaningful on how he wants her to stay ( when she looks particularly haunted and about to leave without a work of warning) and be happy but does so with such awkward word choices that Revan just cannot refrain from laughing at his face and making puns. It's at this point that the back and forth teasing resumes. There is no denying they are still deeply wounded individuals and they are at their best when their friends are there to lighten the mood and show love to the both of them. Because they could easily go down the path of drama like Anakin and Padme but they choose the Ebon Hawk crew shenanigans instead.

Obi Wan - Satine: their love is stored in the memory of that glorious time they spent together in their youth. A moment in which no responsibility or sense of honor could keep them from giving in to that feeling of want and need for each other. It's a love that never truly went away, never left space for anyone else, but it never fully grew and bloomed either. So years down the line, that's what it is for Obi-Wan, a pleasant memory. He would never change how things went afterwards, but he wouldn't give up those memories and feelings for anything in the world. Satine feels the same, mostly. There are nights that she falls asleep wondering what could have been if only she had talked up at the decisive moment and dreams of a life spent together with Obi-Wan. But when she wakes up, she sobers up and goes back to her things. It's when she looks at her Korkie smile and notices how resembling to his secret father he is that she is truly at peace. She managed to keep a peace of Obi-Wan in her life.

Cal - Merrin: I have no idea for this one, but just stop and consider the possible 'nightsisters babies' though! Wouldn't they be the cutest things ever?! 😀

Sorry Cara Dune, you just haven't met the woman of your life yet. 😔

Also, I kinda like Zeb and Callus too but I don't really ship them enough to add them here, you know? Anyway I'm sure they make a lovely couple.

[obwjam]

Thoughts on the Ghost Crew finding a tiny?

oh yes anon i have many thoughts

there are so many different scenarios to imagine but let’s go with this one: the tiny has been scavenging around on the ghost and one day they’re seen by ezra

(if they were caught by zeb he would have dangled the tiny in front of everyone and been like “i caught a freeloader!”; hera would have been super soft and gentle and probably would have let them go; sabine would have been uber fascinated and asked a ton of questions but she also would have been skeptical that they weren’t a spy)

they have an intense stare-down for like 30 seconds before the tiny runs for it but ezra tries chasing after them like no! stop! come back!

the tiny gets backed into a corner and is panicking but trying not to show their fear, but ezra is just like “dude hold on i’m not gonna hurt you, i just... uh... wanted to say hi?”

at that moment the rest of the crew comes back from whatever they were doing and the tiny slips away and ezra is like “guys look what i found!” and there’s nothing there

ezra starts explaining what he saw and nobody believes him and the tiny is hiding behind something absolutely losing their mind

the tiny finds ezra alone in his bunk and works up the courage to reveal themself again and be like “hey sorry for embarrassing you back there but i didn’t want anyone else to see me”

the tiny feels comfy with ezra because he’s a kid so they start talking and realize that they actually live remarkably similar lives. ezra thinks it’s cool that the tiny just hides away on the ship and takes stuff

everyone starts getting sus of ezra who spends time talking alone (zeb is the first to notice) and it goes from like “oh ezra is being weird” to “kanan go check on him something’s not right”

kanan sneakily walks in on the two of them just talking and the tiny is frozen to their spot. the tiny knows that kanan is stern and strict and they just know they’re about to get thrown off the ship and back into the street

but instead kanan is like “i didn’t know your kind still existed” like obvs this man studied tinies in his padawan days. the tiny does not trust him at all and is quite scared of him and ezra is begging him not to tell the rest of the group but kanan wants to anyway. he just really wants to help them cause he has a big soft spot for tinies

kanan is like “hey if you’re going to be lounging around hera’s ship everyone deserves the right to know you exist” and the tiny wants to argue (ezra does argue) but ultimately decides that kanan is right

the tiny is usually very snippy and witty but when ezra reveals them they just suddenly lose their voice and are petrified by all the giants, especially zeb. it’s clear they’ve become attached to ezra and it’s gonna take a while for them to get used to everyone else

hera spends a lot of time giving them food and making a makeshift bunk for them and finding them better clothes. basically mom mode activated and the tiny warms up to her quickly

kanan is very quiet and reserved so the tiny is nervous to ever approach him but they see how ezra is just bonkers around kanan so one day they find him and are like “you said you knew about my kind? ...could you tell me some things?” and it’s v cute

sabine is easy to talk to and fun to be around. the tiny refers to her as “ezra but cooler” and they both bond over their sibling-like relationship to ezra. she teaches them about mandalorians and they teach her about tinies and they exchange fighting techniques and weapons and all that fun stuff

zeb is like, freaked out a bit by the fact that the tiny is freaked out by him. the two of them take the longest to bond because they’re just like stuck in their heads with assumptions about the other. ezra basically forces them to talk to each other and they both slowly warm up to the other but it takes the tiny a long time to get over his sheer size

basically it takes a little while but the tiny becomes a member of the crew and they help on missions and do everything they can to fight in the rebellion and they are v v proud of it

bonus: the tiny fucking hates chopper. absolutely despises him. they hate droids in general but chopper is just too loud and moves too much and has too many limbs and the tiny just wants nothing to do with him and chopper is very offended and everyone finds it hilarious

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

(I didn’t tag you until the end but I’m gonna our the tag up here anyway @megatraven)

Blessed was how he felt the moment Zeus agreed to his pleas. He pleaded to Zeus that he could let MC live her life out and then let him find Hera.

He threw out so many favors, spent so many nights up wondering what to do, and panicking just so he could save her. He couldn’t lose her, he just couldn’t. It wasn’t just because he loved her. He always remembered his friendship and bond with his loves mother, and he wouldn’t forgive himself if he let her down again. So, he did everything he could and eventually it worked. He noticed Zeus look of anger but tiredness from hearing Hades repeat himself. However, Hades didn’t care. As long as he had MC alive, he was okay.

But he knew that time would come. She didn’t become a goddess, so she wouldn’t live forever, and he knew it. He knew her clock was ticking everytime he woke up and saw her smiling at him. However, he ignored it. He enjoyed everytime he saw her smile, everytime she laughed, everytime he saw her sleep and just breathe, everytime he saw her eyes glow everytime she was happy, the way freckles framed her face and body as it she was a goddess, and the way their were lines on her cheeks when she smiled so hard.

Zeus wasn’t fond of her, but he eventually grew okay with her presence. Poseidon was like he was during the whole marriage problems. He was supportive and cared for MC and Hades. Obviously, everyone felt tense because of her, but Aphrodite and Hades would give people the death glare if they dared to harm her or say anything about her. MC continued to live on the surface and Hades joined her. They would switch back and forth, but it was what they were good with. Hades would do anything for her and she would do anything for him. That was obvious during the whole marriage problems.

Depsite all the sad things, MC gave birth to a child named Osiris. He was a Demi-god but Hades and MC loved him all the same. Osiris’s birth made Hades the happiest god there ever was, but also brought a pang of sadness in his heart when he saw MC holding their child, rocking him when he was fussy and making funny faces at him to calm him down. It hurt because he knew Osiris would live longer than his own mother. He knew he would have to watch his mother become weaker and weaker while his father stayed the same all the years. It hurt, but he and MC both avoided those thoughts and raised Osiris with the most love and protection.

But over time her hair became grayer, even if she dyed it to prevent people from noticing it, it would show sometimes. Her face became a little more wrinkly over time, and eventually she didn’t want to show her face on Olympus anymore. She didn’t want people to see her growing old while everyone looked perfect and so young. Hades supported her and let her deal with it how she wanted it, but she was still so beautiful in his eyes. She was still his personal goddess, she was still the most beautiful woman in his eyes. He cared for her and so did Osiris through her years. And he knew it was against his own rules, but he didn’t let Death take her yet. He ignored the way the Underworld was calling her. He prevented it, he and Osiris just couldn’t let go yet. He felt a little bit guilty because of it, but it’s like he said all those years ago...

Gods are selfish...

But one day he woke up and saw MC beside him, but he felt it. The calling was too strong, her soul was barely hanging on. She woke up and smiled at him, but it was pained. He knows she can feel it too. He couldn’t help the tears that fell from his eyes in that moment. The sun was shining through the windows, onto her hair making it glow that even angels were envious of. He knew he couldn’t keep her here any longer, she was in pain from her body slowly shutting down. Death was inevitable and he knew it.

“I love you, don’t forget that,” she whispered to him as she scooted closer to him. He nodded and looked in her eyes as she wiped the tears off his face. “Don’t cry. I’ll see you soon. And tell Osiris that I’m sorry and that I love him with my whole heart,” she whispered to him as well, her voice slowly getting softer. She was rushing her words out. “Tell Alex and Aphrodite that I’ll miss them as well,” she said her voice going so soft he had to almost quit breathing to hear her. He nodded and promised her he’d do everything she told him to do, and it was true.

He smiled at her and stroked her cheek and tried to comfort her during her last moments. “But hey, tell your mom I said hi,” he whispered out to her, his voice wrecked with sadness unexplainable. She let out a laugh that ended with a coughing pit. “I will. I’m excited to see her,” she whispered to him. He knew she didn’t want to die, but she couldn’t help that feeling of wanting to see her mother. He kissed her forehead and held her hand tightly. She kissed him on his lips one last time, before she closed her eyes and he felt her soul leave her body and enter the Underworld. He held her close, resting her forehead on his shoulder and cried as he stroked his hands through her hair, as if she was still there.

He gave her a hero burial, and this time he did cry. He couldn’t hold it back. He buried her right next to her mother, the way she’d want it to be. Aphrodite and Alex cried, and she wasn’t the only mortal buried there. Her brother, Josh, was buried there as well. Now, the family was reunited and he hoped they were at peace.

Almost the next month after her death, here he was, standing in the Underworld, getting ready to draw on his powers and call to her soul. He knew he was breaking his rules, he knew he was doing something so selfish, but he couldn’t help it. He missed the love of his life and he needed to see her. He needed to see her smile, he needed to hear her voice and the way she would say, “hey, its okay.” He closed his eyes and called upon his powers. Before he could even open his eyes, he heard her. “Hey, sweetie.” He opened his eyes and saw her, the 25 year old he fell in love with. He didn’t care what age he saw of her, he was just happy to see her.

“MC...” he whispered out. She smiled at him and he saw tears fall down her cheeks. He stepped forward and reached his hand out to try and caress her cheek. It hurt him when his hand went right through her cheek. However, he placed it hovering near her cheek and she leaned into it as if she could feel it, as if she could feel the warmth of his hand touching her cold cheek. “I miss you. I miss you so much,” he told her with his voice being a struggle to even get out. She nodded as well and sniffled. “I miss you, too. But I’m always there, don’t forget that. Me, my mom, and Josh are always there watching over you and everyone we love,” her voice eventually got interrupted by her sobs.

She was happy, but she was also sad. Happy because she could see her love look at her like she was his world and hear his voice comfort her. But was sad because she knew she wouldn’t be able to hear it for a long time. “I’ll see you soon, I promise. We’ll all see you again,” she told him, wiping her eyes to stop the tears. She then did the same thing he did. She reached out with her hand to try and dry his tears, but it didn’t work. He wiped his eyes for her and he smiled at her one more time, before he heard a voice call out, “MC?” It was the voice of one of his best friends. More tears almost fell from his eyes, but he refused. “I have to go,” she said with a sadness so obvious. He nodded and leaned in to kiss her forehead, but not actually touch her since he would pass right through her, but he couldn’t help but try for his and her sake.

“But if you ever do this again, can I see Osiris?” She wanted to see Alex as well, but she didn’t push it. She knew he was already risking everything by doing this. He nodded with a sad smile. “He misses you just as much as I do.” She smiled once more, already knowing he did. “Mom hopes to meet him one day.” Hades looked her in the eye and promise her that she would. He’d make sure of it. He’d make sure that her mom, Josh, and herself would be all together again one day. After a few more minutes of catching up, that voice called out again and he had to let MC join her family once more.

It was difficult for him, but he brought Osiris to her and it was so emotional all over again. Osiris and his wife and children were so sad and emotional to see their grandmother and great grandmother that they they miss so much. However, they knew it would be the last time they would see her for a long time, but they were okay with that. They’d all wait as long as it took to see her and her mom and her brother all again.

It took around 20 long years of loneliness and pain for Hades to wake up one day and feel MCs mom soul come back. He knew it was hers by the ways his own soul felt a bit lighter, but not the way MCs would make him feel. He immediately told Aphrodite, Alex, Osiris, and his children. He was in tears the whole time, so happy to see his best friend again and to know that his love and her brother were on their way soon.

For the first time in a long time, his soul felt truly bright and he felt so happy every morning he woke up. He woke up with a smile because he knew her see we again one day, and he was perfectly fine with waiting. She was the love of his life and he’d wait as long as it took for her, and there was no doubt about it.

SO @megatraven I LITERALLY HAD TO TAKE LIKE 5 CRYING BREAKS BC THIS HURT SO MUCH, BUT I THINK ITS GOOD?? It’s really long and I’m not on my laptop (almost never am on tumblr on my laptop) so I can’t do the “read more” thing so I hope you read it all so I can sleep getting feed back and know if you cried like I cried >:). But yeah I hope you and everyone else enjoyed crying with me lol. I finally have Hades angst and not just Alex angst wowh I’m proud of myself lol. But yh bye unless you reblog with a response enensn

[madd-devil]

The Dimensions War

Chapter Two: The Godly Wedding 

Warning: Fight

 Author Note: I’m sorry everything is so quick in this chapter omg. As usual sorry for any mistake and feedbacks appreciated! Thank you ^^

Johnathan was observing every guest who walked in the gigantic room to assure that nobody was an enemy. He looked to his right and saw his reflection in a big mirror. He smiled. He was so proud of his polished gold and black armour, a tiger head on the torso.

“Good evening, Johnathan.” A voice suddenly said.

The young man returned back to himself and turned to face the person who has talked to him. He immediately dropped on the floor, bowing.

“Hello, your highness.”

It was a woman who was standing in front of him. A beautiful yet hard one. She had brown hairs flowing on her shoulders, her form was draped in a elegant gold dress. A blue and green peacock necklace was tied around her neck. Without any doubt, it was Hera, the goddess of wedding, who was standing here, near him. The woman smiled at him.

“You can stand up now, great warrior.”

He did as he was told. Hera was taller than him and he glanced at her. He always had a tiny crush on the older goddess but he knew she will never break her vows (unlike her husband…) to be with him. And he will never break his promise too. He had swear to be loyal to the Devil, until his death.

“Is the groom and the bride ready?” She asked gently, some goddesses were walking toward them.

“I do believe so, your highness.” He replied. “Do you want me to check on them?”

“Yes, please.”

The young man nodded and walked toward a door which was hidden behind a red drape. Before he had gone, he had heard the goddesses chuckling at him. He sighed, they knew and she probably does so. He opened the door, seeing the four Horsemen and Angela, talking.

“Uhm, excuse me?” He said.

“What is it, Johnathan?” Ethan asked.

“The goddesses are asking if they are ready.”

“They are. Tell them they will soon appear.” Angela told him.

“You’re… gorgeous.”

Felix was sitting in a silver armchair with green cushions, staring at his love, who was indeed, the prettiest girl he has never seen before. She was wearing a light grey princess dress with laces and a long veil with moons and stars laced in. Her hair was styled in a French braid. Her black and silver crown was on her head and she looked as beautiful and fearless as ever.

“I could say the same about you.” She smiled, kissing him. “You, in a suit?” She joked.

“Oh, you would have preferred my military uniform?” He grinned, playing her game.

Before she could answer, Ethan entered the room, without any warning, like usual.

“The goddesses are ready for the ceremony, you guys better come out.” He said.

“Ethan, when the wedding is over, we will need to talk about this little thing of yours, you know, entering rooms without knocking.” Naomie seriously replied, a bit of anger in her eyes.

The boy shrugged.

“Yeah, sure but right now everyone is waiting for you two to come out.”

Naomie took the arm of Felix and linked it with her own. She stared at him: he looked so nervous and he was shaking lightly.

“I’m not anxious.” He finally said.

She scoffed.

“Of course you are not.”

“I’m just marrying you and officially becoming a God, how can I be nervous about that?”

“They are going to love you.” She murmured, leaning slightly on him, to reassure him. “Both the deities and the people who will worship you. Who will worship us.”

He looked down at her and kissed her. Johnathan appeared suddenly and stopped in his tracks, seeing the two gods kissing each other. He gave a discreet couch, to make his presence known. The two broke apart and glanced at him.

“If you are ready…”

And they both were.

Walking slowly in the middle of the aisle, the Tigers standing and raising their swords as they pass. They reached the end of the aisle and kneeled down, in front of all goddesses of the marriage, Hera in head. She looked at the two young gods then raised her head to watch at the assembly.

“Today we are celebrating the union of two new deities, the goddess of death and god of nature.”

She glared suddenly at the groom and bride.

“Are you two ready for the ritual?”

They nodded. Isis stepped in, a golden ribbon in her hands. She handed it to Hera. She took it and tied it around their wrists.

“From now on, your souls are bonded. You are nothing without the other. You two complete each other. Swear that you will never cheat, never leave, never hide, never kill your love.” Hera sternly said.

“I swear.” The young couple promised, looking at each other.

The ribbon gleamed softly for a few seconds, linking the two souls forever. Isis removed it with a small smile. Now, Odin appeared, a heavy crown in his hands. Hera stepped aside and watched as the god put the black and green crown on the young man’s head.

“From now on, you are a god. You are now one of us. Welcome to the Assembly!” He yelled, making the floor and walls shook.

Felix observed the people who were dancing in the middle of the room. Naomie was talking with a few friends while he was left with his own thoughts. What if he wasn’t strong enough? What if he wasn’t up for this new task? What if he disappointed everyone, including his wife?

“Hey Felix!”

The boy frowned and turned to see Percy Jackson, the son of Poseidon, walking toward him, beaming.

“Congratulation on your wedding, mate!” The demi god said.

“Thank you, Percy.”

The smile on the boy’s face faded.

“Is something wrong?” He asked. “Are you alright?”

“I just don’t feel like I should be a god… You know, it’s too much responsibilities, I never done something like that in the past. I don’t know how to do it.”

“There is always a start for everything. I think you are going to be a great god.” Percy told him, with his biggest grin.

Felix nodded and smiled faintly at him, feeling a little better. Soon, Naomie appeared at his side and took his hand. Percy left to go dancing with Annabeth.

“I didn’t want to listen but I heard what you told Percy.” She whispered.

He closed his eyes and gulped. She kissed him.

“I promise you, you’re going to be great at this. We just need to work on your self confidence and I know exactly how to do it…”

The young god blushed suddenly and the other one started laughing. She hugged him close.

“I love you Felix…”

“I love you too…”

Suddenly, the two doors of the large room opened, revealing enormous and hideous human-like creatures. They started to kill the guests and people started screaming and running everywhere, to escape from them. Naomie glanced at the gods and goddesses who were as clueless as she was. Some of the monsters ran toward the godly couple.

“What are they?!” Felix yelled, making his long sword appeared with his magic.

“I don’t know!” She replied, her scythe in hand, ready to kill and defend her lover.

Johnathan saw them and the creatures who were going to hurt them. He started running toward them, the rest of the Tigers behind him.

“Protect the king and queen!” He shouted raising his sword to kill one beast and another one.

Artemis and Apollo appeared at the sides of the young gods, Athena was off to kill with Ares and Thor as well as the demi gods and Chiron. The other guests who knew how to fight were fighting too and Michael shot some of the beasts with his paralyser gun, Sonny beside him. The three other Horsemen were trying to help and defend the guests who couldn’t fight back.

“They are Titans!” Artemis said in a panicked voice.

“Titans? As in…?” Naomie asked, killing some monsters with a wave of magic of her scythe.

“No, not them!” Zeus shouted. “The Titans were, I mean, are the dogs of Evrelata, a woman who was jealous of the gods for their powers so she created them.” The Greek god told her. “She also had other monsters but I thought she was imprisoned on a planet…”

“Not anymore, Zeus…”

A woman walked down the aisle, dressed in a pink suit, with a vest and a pencil skirt and white high heels. She had blue eyes and straight long brown hair with a little nose. She honestly looked like a “good” person, who will do good deeds and not like someone who is jealous of the gods and their powers. The woman strolled toward the young gods and stopped when all the other gods and goddesses formed a circle to protect them. She smiled kindly at them.

“Oh you two looks so adorable together!”

Felix cringed at her tone of voice. She reminded him somehow of Pan… Naomie growled at her. How could this woman be so calm? She just crashed her wedding!

“It’s such a shame you two will be separated for the moment…” She sighed dramatically.

Before they could ask what she meant by that, a portal opened and two Titans grabbed Felix by the ankles thanks to their tails. Felix yelped as he was pulled on the floor. The boy tried to escape, shot them with his magic, impaled them with his sword. Even the gods tried to stop the two Titans but nothing could stop them. When Naomie tried to grab Felix, Evrelata shot her with a small blaster. Felix screamed as he was dragged into the portal which closed quickly after he disappeared into it. The devil yelled in pain and agony as she clenched her injured shoulder, the Horsemen next to her.

“What have you done?!” Tom inquired.

“Nothing dear. I just wanted to see how the new and insecure god will do, back in his dimension.” She said innocently.

“His dimension? You mean you sent him back to his original world?!” Sonny yelled. “You can’t do that! It’s against the laws of the Assembly and of Hells!”

“Except that I am not part of the Assembly nor Hells, my dear friend.” She grinned. “And I just wanted to warn you that I am back. And I’m going to destroy all your pitiful worlds, to show to your worshippers how their gods really are.” She darkly added.

“Why are you doing this?” Angela weakly asked, healing her sister.

“I have my reasons, little angel. With this, I wish you a happy wedding celebration, dear Devil.”

The woman climbed on the back of one of the Titans and they flew, destroying the ceiling and crushing the wedding.

[wise-lizard]

Fatherly Pride

I have a lot coming up in the next week, but I wanted to do a Father’s Day thing with Kanan and Sabine (I’m a sucker for bonding between them because we never really get to see it, so gotta make my own).

There’s a few slight references to dialogue from earlier seasons, so congratulations if you can find them! (There’s like... 2 and 1/2? I think? Wait no, 3 and 1/2, 4 and 1/2 if I try hard enough.)

@pep-no, I partially blame you for the dialogue references.

Set just after the Season Three Finale, during the trip to Yavin 4.

Title: Fatherly Pride

Author: Liz Roberts

Show: Star Wars Rebels

Word Count: 1,371

Set: Hyperspace, en route to Yavin 4, Post-Season Three Finale

“Kanan?”

Lifting his head up, Kanan turns towards his door slightly, grunting when the motion aggravates the muscle pull in his neck further. His crash on Atollon finally started catching up to him a few hours ago, his shoulders sporting a dull ache now that he’s managed a couple minutes of healing meditation. Patting the shoulder of the rebel under the blanket, Kanan stands.

He puts on a soft smile and heads towards the door, stepping softly so he doesn’t wake the other rebels sleeping on the floor of his cabin. His hand goes out to the signature at the door, Sabine stepping forward to meet him.

Without hesitation, she wraps her arms around him and ducks her chin down to her chest plate.

“Hey kiddo… you doin’ alright?”

She nods softly, her hair catching on his shirt.

“Better than some of our guests…”

When Kanan wraps around her shoulders, she physically relaxes, the tension she’s holding in starting to melt away. She stays silent for a moment, just hugging him before she speaks up, her voice just above a whisper.

“Can we talk…?”

Opening his eyes and blinking down at the top of her head in surprise, Kanan rubs one of her shoulders.

“‘course… c’mon… I think the cockpit’s still empty.”

Sabine answers with a nod, letting go of Kanan so he can step out of his cabin. The door slides closed behind him, leaving the rebels to sleep in peace. An arm lays back over Sabine’s shoulders as they walk down the hall, Sabine tugging on the back of his shirt out of instinct to guide him around people sitting along the walls.

Tilting his head towards her, he lowers his head and his voice.

“You still have your armor on… have you gotten any rest?”

She doesn’t answer for a few seconds, her shoulders going stiff.

“Not yet… I was talking with Hera… and my mother. I’m fine though, I’ll take a nap soon… Tristian’s using my bunk right now to sleep.”

Kanan straightens up and takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. He can feel how fatigued she really is, wishing for once that she wouldn’t be so stubborn. A small smile appears on his face in the next second, remembering that he and Hera have more than likely been the enablers for the stubbornness over the last few years. Shaking his head and avoiding a laugh at the thought, he steps into the cockpit.

Sabine slips out from under his arm to her regular chair, glancing up at him after he closes the door and takes his seat in front of her.

“So what’s up?”

Swallowing hard, Sabine looks back down to the durasteel plating of the floor and shuffles her hands underneath her legs.

“I’m sorry…”

“Come again?”

The surprise in Kanan’s voice is evident, not having expected the words that came out of her mouth. He shifts forward in his seat as she stares at the ground, placing his forearms on his knees so he’s leaning closer to her, feeling the shift in her signature.

“I’m sorry… I… I apologized to Hera, earlier… for not coming back with you guys, after going to find my mother… Maybe if I had been here, I could have gotten the shields to hold up longer, we could have gotten more back up… So I’m sorry. I left when you guys needed me most, and that’s never been something I’ve wanted to do…”

Kanan immediately shakes his head and puts a hand out, putting it on Sabine’s knee. He shifts it a little so his thumb isn’t just rubbing the guard and lifts his eyes to be level with her lowered forehead.

“Sabine, you have nothing to apologize for. You needed to stay, you have a duty to your family, your home… We all understood that, and Hera did, too – she does. We don’t blame you for that.”

He stops for a moment and his thumb goes still. His eyes widen a second later, a thought dawning on him.

“Bean… Are… You’re feeling guilty for not being at the base…”

There’s a very quiet ‘yes’ from in front of him, just before he gets out of his seat and kneels in front of Sabine. He moves his hands up and finds her face, rubbing his thumbs over her cheeks before lifting her head enough so she’ll look at him. His face softens when she lets out a small breath, knowing that his eyes found their mark again.

“We don’t know what would have happened if you had been at Chopper Base… yes, maybe the shields would have held out longer, but you prepped us as much as you could… but without you, we wouldn’t have been able to make a break for it to hyperspace. As much of smooth talker as he is, I don’t think Ezra would have been able to convince your mother to lend support if you hadn’t been there.”

Kanan smiles and runs his hand up through the shorter side of her hair.

“We got out because you helped us get out… you showed up right when we needed you to, and you did amazing… as always.”

Taking a deep breath in, Sabine smiles and leans into the hand still on her cheek. She lets the breath out in the next moment, her body deflating a little.

“I was so worried when Ezra showed up… and then when we saw the fleet surrounding Atollon… Kanan, I was so worried we were too late.”

“That’s the thing about you, Sabine. You’re always right on time… It’s a little scary, considering how often I’d change the plan on you.”

Sabine breathes out a laugh and shakes her head, bringing a hand out from under her leg to rub her eyes and the bridge of her nose.

“Yeah… that’s not as fun as you think it is.”

Kanan laughs and smiles up at her, his skin wrinkling around his eyes and the scar. Putting a hand out, he sits back on the floor, his smile softening as Sabine takes his hand.

“Gotta keep you on your toes somehow…”

The two sit there in silence for a while, Sabine processing the conversation as Kanan watches her signature, some of the tension leaving and letting it grow brighter again. The colors are still there, but the vibrancy is taking longer to come back, he notes, showing just how much the whole ordeal had taken on a toll on her – despite not being there for the first and second waves.

He tugs on her hand gently. He scoots back until the bottom of his shoulder blades are pressed to the edge of his seat, crossing his legs. Sabine moves down to the floor, hesitating a moment before sitting down in Kanan’s lap. She sighs quietly and rests her head down on his shoulder, relaxing as he hugs her again and puts his chin on her head.

“I meant what I said on Mandalore, Bean…”

“Don’t you dare… I didn’t let you say it then, I won’t now.”

“Bean.”

“Kanan.”

Huffing slightly, Kanan smiles above her. Shifting, he presses a soft kiss to her hair, squeezing her gently.

“I’m proud of you, Sabine – no, hush, let me finish – I’m proud of you, and who you’ve become. Watching you grow up from when we picked you up, it’s been astounding – if not frustrating, but Hera’s had to deal with me all these years, so… you’ve become an amazing warrior, an amazing young woman, and we couldn’t have asked for a better crew member.”

He stops for a moment and smiles as he closes his eyes.

“We couldn’t have asked for a better daughter.”

Sabine stays still for a few minutes after he finishes, her eyes wide now. They start to turn glossy as she turns to hug him, staring out over his shoulder as she starts trying to blink away the tears threatening to come forward. She smiles into his shoulder and shakes her head.

“Yeah well… I guess I was raised right.”

Kanan lets out a short laugh and hugs her, keeping his arms wrapped around her.

“Thank you, Kanan.”

“Anytime, Bean. We love you, don’t forget that.”

“I love you, too.”

[avatarpabu97]

Gifts for Kanan

Gift giving to Omegas was a universal tradition. Many species and cultures have different beliefs on how to do it or what to give. They all could agree that a happy Omega was healthy Omega. When Caleb was born his mother gave him a pendant important to her peoples belief. He kept the symbol of the ancient star bird till this day. When he presented as an omega he was put in a group of three. These groups were to help them understand these dynamics. The crèche masters would teach the Alphas and Beta the importance of gift giving to Omegas by using these groups. So, his Alpha brother Sammo Quid and his Beta sister Tai Uzuma often gave him sweets. After becoming master Depa Billaba she gifted him a trip to Jehda. Their he was one of the few granted permission to gain a kyber crystal from the ancient temple. Returning to their own temple he was congratulated by his grand master and great grand master. Master Windu gave him parts top notch part for his blade. Master Saa gave him some blueprints of past designs she seen over the centuries. All three master of his lineage were proud of him. He was overjoyed by the journey and becoming a Padawan, Caleb went his group. They were not so happy for him. Tai was jealous and Sammo was afraid for him. Tai did not like how he became a Padawan before her, she was a korun human. Her people and tribe were all strong with the force. Sammo was a Twi’lek his people were protective of Omegas. He felt like it was his job to keep Caleb safe. He didn’t know how to feel about his friends fear and jealousy. Being part of his master Battalion he was often getting fruits or on a occasion some sweets. His final gift he got from his master was a holocron. Once again he was gifted fruit by a native of Kaller known as Janus Kasmir. The beta would soon teach him how to survive and give him Beta perfume to mask his scent. Him and Kleeve would give him the escape as final gift as Caleb Dume. When he became Kanan Jarrus he would not get many gifts for years. Beside booze and sex, he kept to himself. Until he met Hera, she gave him a second chance and family. He never thought he would have a mate, he wasn’t exactly a blushing virgin anymore but she still wanted him. They were natural mates and trusted partners, that’s all that mattered to her. Chopper had his genuine moments and would give him some spare parts over the years. When Zeb came along he was gifted a pauldron by the lasat warrior. Sabine would eventually come along and give it a paint job. She said the silver was not aesthetically pleasing with the green of his outfit and teal eyes. According to her the color green meant duty to her people and it match with his role as Spector one. Ezra was a gift himself, possibly by the force giving their natural bond and he was probably a gift for the younger Omega. Since he met Ezra he and the rest of the crew have been getting a lot of closure with their pasts. Plus Ezra has a home and family again. It felt like he could breath again. Thanks to Ezra he was able to reconcile with the clones, become a knight and see the need to fight as bigger rebellion. Ap-5 was an interesting addition to the family and much to his annoyance he was gifted useless knowledge by the droid. Kanan and his mate would eventually give Ezra parents again, the kid was okay with being adopted by them. Rau, his Alpha mate entering the picture then Bo-Katan his other Beta mate shook up the family but it worked out in the end. Rau, Bo-Katan and Hera would give him many gifts over time sometimes minor trinkets, other times the gifts would be greater. Such as finding his birth mother, reuniting with his great grand master, returning his masters light saber and wining not only his freedom but the universes. Their freedom came at good time too. After the destruction of the second death star, his mates decided to knot him at the same time and fill him with another gift.  He was laying on his back, rubbing his flat stomach. Through the force he could feel the new life forms forming within him. Rau, Bo-Katan and Hera were fast asleep after the previous activities so he would wait to share the news. He couldn’t help but have grin on his face, he was about to make Ezra a big brother. Something Rau wanted to do for awhile and now Cham can get off their backs about giving him more grandchildren. The future looked bright for his family and hopefully it would stay that way.  

[blerdsonline]

Impossible

No longer worried about damage to the city King Eurystheus demanded Heracles present the golden apples to him in front of a crowd. Honor the king with a gift were the words of his Herald. The crowd was stunned as the apples lie there at Eurystheus feet. Heracles had done the impossible. Found a way to retrieve the apples from Hera's secret garden as well as overcome the great dragon that guarded them.

"Are you not impressed," Heracles asked of the King.

"No, I am very impressed. I have tried to send you to Hades eleven times over now. Be it through your mind or physical death. You walk back every time, head held high. I am impressed. You have done the impossible eleven times over. You will not do it a twelfth," King Eurystheus proclaimed.

The king's voice no longer held cowardice. He had become sick and tormented by Hera for his failures to kill Heracles. He held no hate for his cousin when this began but now he hated him. He hated Hera all the same but there was no to defeat a god. Instead he would kill his cousin, and rid himself of Hera. If he had failed to kill Heracles he would see no end to the torment caused by Hera.

"What did you have in mind, King," Heracles asked trying not to provoke him.

"Go to Hades," Eurystheus spoke calmly.

"Is that all?"

"No. When you get to Hades, retrieve Cerberus and bring the dog here. If you survive, you're free to go. I will darken your days no longer. But, if you so happen to die, then you'll already be home."

Outside of the palace in a small popina frequented by the King's men Heracles and Azeus dined on stew and wine. Azeus was already making plans on how they would reach Hades. But Heracles had no intentions of taking Azeus with him. Azeus had grown strong but he could not survive Hades. Physically he would survive a battle alongside Heracles, but mentally he could not withstand the toll. Dead relatives calling out, and trying to drag him down. It would make quick work of him. Azeus settled on a plan, and Heracles broke the news.

"Azeus, you have been a good friend. Better than I deserve. When we met, you were concerned with being a man your father would be proud of. You have fought alongside demi-gods, dined with Centaurs, battled the Amazonians, giants, and even dragons. You are a man that most would envy. Thank you. But you can not go to the Underworld with me. This is a task too dangerous for you. Please, understand."

Azeus couldn't stop the tears. He knew how dangerous this was without Heracles telling him. He had already accepted the thought back in the palace. Still, he was willing to go if Heracles said so. He cared that much fort he man at this point. He had saved him from sacrifice and shown him the world. Accepted Azeus as Azeus and what the world saw as flaws.

This was likely the last time he would ever see Heracles. He embraced Heracles with a bear hug of his own, as he tried to say thank you, none of the words would come out. He tightened his grip trying to hold on to the moment. Heracles found himself stroking Azeus hair as he did his own children when they run to him crying. It was there that he understood Azeus was his child, not by blood or relation, but they had shared a bond. Heracles shed tears as well. Tears for his children that he had lost, but also the men he had raised as his own and how they had all come to his aid when requested.

"Farewell my friend, I hope we can meet again," is all Azeus could muster as they parted ways.

"I'll seen you again one day, my son," and Heracles was gone.

Sprinting through the woods, not wishing to succumb to his emotions yet again. In the moment he was sad to see Azeus go, but also happy to see the man he had become.

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