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wonderb0n · 11 months ago

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You ask, I deliver. (english is not my first language I’m sorry if there’s any mistakes I hope it’s readable enough)

This rant is something like a copy and paste of a presentation I did once for a ppt night with my friends. The sources are both myths of Eros and Psyche, Hades and Persephone, and all my knowledge of Greek mythology.

So basically, trust me.

Or not, idc it's not that serious anyway.

I will compare both myths according to the topics that I have seen tend to be modified in Hades and Persephone in each rewriting or adaptation that are already existing features of Eros and Psyche.

1.- Female and male protagonists:

Psyche is the third princess of whatever kingdom. Her most notable features in addition to her spectacular beauty are her insatiable curiosity and stubbornly capricious nature. These two are extremely important because they lead Psyche to, first, discover who Eros is and initiate the conflict, and second, fight against all odds, gods and mortals alike to remain by his side. My girl was a stubborn queen and I don't blame her for anything. If my parents left me in the mountains because I knew my value and did not want to marry any mid man fascinated by my beauty, I would also create an initial wall of distrust with this stranger who claims to love me but only comes when it is so dark that I cannot see him.

And this is something that many do not understand about Psyche, she was abandoned by her family for defending her ideals, of course she was going to fall into the manipulations of her wicked sisters, she had deep distrust issues. But then again, this same determination that once condemned her was what not only saved her life and that of her lover, it also earned her the merit of becoming a goddess. It's a complete arc of character development.

Then on the other hand we have Persephone, goddess of spring, daughter of Demeter and Zeus. Now I will emphasize the obvious: Hades is her uncle. We already know that incest was a daily occurrence in greek mythology and that gods do not relate to each other like mortals do but it still bothers me and this is my ted talk so I get to complain about whatever I want.

Persephone was an innocent, benevolent, and delicate young woman who lived comfortably and happily under her mother's eaves, preparing to one day take her place. Now hear me out, I'm not saying she was dumb or weak, nothing of that sort, but she did not have what it takes to defy heaven and earth. Even in her divinity, her whole thing was being soft and gentle. Which is not wrong, it is just different. Furthermore, their circumstances were very dissimilar, there was no reason for Persephone to develop different skills so far-fetched from what her image represented, gods are images after all. She lived comfortably, she was happy, and she had everything she wanted and needed.

I know what many of you are thinking, "that's not true because her mother kept her trapped", "she forced her to be chaste and pure", no she did not, read some real books. The relationship with his mother Demeter will be mentioned in the next point, but for now, I will tell you that this gracious lady was never the manipulative monster they make her out to be. She was ready to fight with teeth and claws for his daughter's wellbeing.

Conclusion: "I want a Persephone who stands her ground, who fights for what she believes in, to achieve her goals and get her man." You want Psyque.

Now the men, this speaks almost for itself. Eros was the god of love and sex, son of Aphrodite, recognized for being one of the most handsome and passionate. His greatest crime was, kind of literally, lying to his mum. Aphrodite felt threatened by Psyche's beauty and wanted her dead, so naturally, he sent his son to kill her. Eros fell in love with Psyche, did not kill her, and returned saying he did to save her from her mother's fury, recognized for being one of the worst among the gods.

When Eros found out that the oracle had told Psyche's parents to banish her to the mountains, he built her a castle there where she would be taken. His initial plan was to give her the palace and remain as he had done until then, observing her in secret. But Psyche, curious, wanted to know who the young man was to whom she owed such a favor. And then, only then, Eros appeared before her. Of course, the only condition was that they would see each other exclusively at night. We all know how that went.

Aphrodite found out everything and imprisoned Eros instead of going for Psyque's head. I will also elaborate more on this mother-and-son relationship in the next point. From now on, the god of love becomes a damsel in distress waiting for the noble knight to come to his rescue.

Hades was the god of the dead and, as such, he was described as a gloomy and unhappy guy, who did not interact with the other gods. Your standard emo boy. Thanks mainly to Disney, we have a very funny and friendly image of Hades (whoa is my hair out and that sort of thing) But the truth is that it wasn't like that at all. He interacted so little with the outside world that even details of his person are unknown (despite being an OC).

There are many variations of this that I will comment on because they are mostly hypotheses, this myth has been so manipulated that it is very difficult to know how to differentiate between the original story and what has been added to it over time unless maybe you are a student of the subject, which is not my case, this is just another of my hyper-fixations.

It is said that Hades saw Persephone walking with some nymphs. He was so fascinated by her beauty and purity that he simply took her with him to the underworld. It is also said, a little more far-fetched, that in greek mythology the same pattern always repeated itself through history. The father is dethroned by his son after he has taken over a fertility goddess (fertility goddesses were those associated with sex, pregnancy, childbirth, and/or crops.) Cronus defeated Uranus, Zeus defeated Cronus, and Apollo must have defeated Zeus. Cronus defeated Uranus, Zeus defeated Cronus and Apollo would have done so with Zeus had it not been for the fact that he acted faster and gave his brother (Hades) the goddess (Persephone) that his son (Apollo) had his eye on.

No matter which story we choose to believe, Hades is still the same selfish god who claims Persephone as his own without any right, taking her from her home, snatching her from her mother's loving arms, and sentencing her (initially) to a life in darkness. It's like taking a flower from a meadow just to plant it in a narrow pot, replacing natural sunlight with the reflection of a kitchen glass.

Conclusion: "I want a Hades so devoted to Persephone that he is willing to go against his family's convictions to be with her, freeing her from her imposed destiny." You want Eros.

2.- Villains, enemies, force of evil, whatever you like to call it:

In this area, both myths have a lot in common, the main villains or enemies of the protagonists are their families, who impose a fatal destiny on them. The difference is in how this topic is covered.

In Eros and Psyche, both are governed by the decisions of their parents and are expected to live up to their expectations. Psyche is expected to marry, and Eros is expected to obey his mother's orders. Since none of them comply with what is established, they suffer the consequences.

Here, more than Psyche's family, the real villain is Aphrodite. Because she is the one who, from the beginning, makes the wheel of history roll by sending his son to murder a mortal. Her selfishness is so immense that she imprisons Eros and sends Psyche to survive the three most difficult tests her mind can conjure, only in the hope that she will die along the way. She is not interested in her son's well-being, nor what he wants, nor does she feel compassion for the love that Psyche professes for Eros. It is the god of love's rebellion against Aphrodite when Psyche dies (actually she simply falls asleep) that finally breaks the spell. Because their love is stronger than all the adversities they have been put through.

Sounds familiar? That's because these same villainous characteristics have been mistakenly given to Demeter in modern adaptations.

In the myth of Hades and Persephone, it is indeed the family that condemns them, since it is Zeus who gives his niece to his brother without the consent of Persephone herself.

Demeter is a passionate mother, who suffered the violence of Zeus when he got her pregnant, taking away the virginity that she protected. For this reason, they try to show her as a manipulative lady who projects her frustrated dreams onto her daughter.

Demeter is a passionate mother, who suffered the violence of Zeus when he got her pregnant, taking away the virginity that she protected. Therefore, they try to show her as a manipulative lady who projects her frustrated dreams onto her daughter. This, however, is not so, Demeter loves Persephone madly, and when she discovers what they have done to her she does not mind condemning the mortal world to starve without crops to recover her. Her fury reaches such an extreme that Zeus must ask Hades to return the other goddess (here is another confusing point, in some versions Hades himself returns Persephone), and that is when the famous pomegranate scene occurs.

No. Persephone does not eat the pomegranate herself. Hades offers it to her for the way back, she does not know the consequences of eating food from the underworld, she is tricked and forced to return !!!! The deal they reach between the gods, of spending six months here and six months there, is to tame Demeter's fury and calm Persephone's anguish. Demeter and Persephone are the equivalent (in their own myth) of Eros and Psyche. Only in their case, they only partially succeed.

Conclusion: "I want Hades and Persephone to fight against all adversity for their love and find in each other their true family" You want Eros and Psyche.

3.- Identity search:

This section is quite short because I have already said a large part of the strong arguments that support these ideas. In all stories, the protagonists' search for identity is important; a character cannot end their great adventure in the same way they began it. The same thing happens with myths, except that due to the same development of the plot, Psyche evolves while Persephone stagnates.

Psyche begins submissively, resigned to the death to which her parents have led her until she decides to take charge and create her own path. Unfortunately, it is another of the aspects that have been given to Persephone under the idea that having grown up under the overprotective mantle of her mother, she has not had the opportunity to know herself or explore her possible divine abilities.

That's not true. Persephone was a powerful goddess and she knew it, she lived unrestrained in the meadow, she was friends with the nymphs, and SHE WAS HAPPY PLEASE UNDERSTAND. Unfortunately, her very strengths were her weaknesses, and her enormous kindheartedness did not allow her to doubt Hades' intentions when he gave her the pomegranate.

Conclusion: "I want a Persephone who discovers herself beyond the limits imposed on her by the world" You want Psyche.

4.- Romantic relationship:

One would think that with everything previously mentioned this would be clear but oh well, here we go again.

I cannot make any comparison here, it is as simple as that Eros and Psyche are the only true couple between both myths. Hades and Persephone never fall in love, it is not a romantic story, the title of the myth is literally "The Abduction of Persephone", in which its protagonist is deceived and mistreated to such an extent that the lesser evil is to stay with her perpetrator. They say that over time she came to like Hades, but at first, her suffering was so immense that with her tears she created the Cyan River. Persephone is sadly a victim, and if you read the myth, you will realize she has no real impact on her own story.

5.- Purpose of the myth:

Hades and Persephone refer to the creation of the seasons, the existence of winter and spring. While Eros and Psyche are, as is, the union between love and soul.

The reason your chest warms, the reason your smile reaches your eyes, the reason bubbles float in your stomach, the reason you give gifts, the reason you seek the comfort of a hug, the reason why you blush, the reason why we mortals can experience the divine joy of loving in our brief time on earth, are Eros and Psyche. There is no other better love story because this is the story of love.

I understand then why they seek to adapt or modify other myths, this one already has everything, there is nothing to change. And truly, it's not bad to want to give Persephone a good ending, at least in these small universes that are our creations. But we must not forget that that is what they are, fiction, and therefore we should not base our entire conception of greek mythology on them.

sigh

the real culprit behind the current misinformation surrounding greek mythology is the mass consumption of altered or adapted content.

our main example being the obsessive fascination with giving to the myth of Hades and Persephone characteristics already existing in the great unfortunately forgotten myth of Eros and Psyche. in this essay I will-

#greek mythology #greek gods #greek myth retellings #hades and persephone #eros and psyche #thanks for coming to my ted talk #thanks for coming to my rant

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kayadrake123 · 2 years ago

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Batboys x Thor!Reader

I HAVE TO I HAVE TO I HAVE TO. I just rewatched Ragnarok and I have seen a few posts speaking about Thor!Reader x the Batboys and I just had to write this. Please can people start making more headcanons and stories about this! Anyways, this is gender neutral and race neutral. I have also included some Marcel characters as well so hehehee enjoy!

Dick Grayson

First off, Dick loves your humour and how you deal with tricky situations

Like he admires how you can make lighthearted jokes as a giant dragon is trying to eat you

Which brings us to how you met

You piss off a lot of people, and this time you had happened to piss off someone with a dragon that’s trained to hunt down people

You knew you had to get off the beasts radar, so you went to the one place everyone would least expect you to be: Gotham City

Unfortunately the dragon wasn’t as dumb as you thought and followed you there, which ended with a lot of damage to Gotham’s streets, an angry dragon trying to bite your head off and an even angrier Batman

Nightwing joined the fight and just as he thought he was going to die when the dragon went for him, your hammer went straight through the beast and saved him

”Dragons have never really liked me that much”

”What?”

”Which is weird since they’re meant to be like puppies. I’m good with puppies.”

”They’re meant to be like WHAT?!”

He instantly fell in love with you. He enjoys how fearless and determined you are, even if you get beat up by a large creature occasionally.

You care about those you love and would do anything for them, something both of you share.

He understands your complicated relationship with your adopted sibling the best out of everyone you know, since it’s kinda similar to the one he used to have with Jason.

He knows your strong asf, but it never stops him from worrying about you.

He would do absolutely anything and everything for you.

He’ll never admit it but whenever you go into space and you take him with you, he gets really nauseous. Space makes him feel sick.

A lot of your enemies like to use him against you, and visa versa. It usually ends with the criminal being in critical condition in hospital after you beat the shit out of them. (Yes you beat up your own kidnappers)

Jason Todd

You were in a library cursing at the book in your hand as Jason walked past you.

He found it amusing how you were trying to be quiet as the librarian had shushed you a couple of times already, but what really prompted hi, to approach you was the fact that the book you were cursing at was a Greek mythology one.

He’s never seen anyone that worked up over a book about the Gods before.

The answer he received from you was one he was not expecting

”This goddamn book has so many inaccuracies! Thor is not the God/Goddess of Lighting, it’s Thunder you fucking idiots! They always get me confused with Zeus…”

”…What?”

When you saw his confusion, you held your hand out to greet him.

“Thor, child of Odin. And you are?”

”Uh, Jason…son of Bruce?”

He met you as Red Hood a few weeks later when Bizarro had a run in with a large green good friend of yours

“Ah! Jason! Son of Bruce.”

”I have no idea who that is.” He lied, but you could see straight through him.

You were actually able to recognize him due to some of his left arm getting exposed from having his suit torn somehow during the fight. He had a scar there that you had noticed during your first meeting. It was shaped similarly to a lightning bolt, which caught your interest.

You grew close and you both became very protective of the other

You always defend him against his family members, especially Bruce (who won’t admit it but sometimes he finds you scary)

You get along with the Outlaws very well too. You sometimes even join them on missions.

You love it when he teaches you something about plays, poetry and novels. You think it’s really cute that such a dangerous man can be so cute and romantic.

He’s definitely helped you save the world a couple of times.

Tim Drake

He met you during his Robin days

You were a friend of Kon’s, and he called in a favour when his team was failing miserably on a mission.

They were being attacked by some angry aliens who happened to be using some of their tech to mind control parts of the planet

Bart had gotten one of his legs broken pretty badly so he was out for a while, Cassie was knocked out, and Tim and Kon were barley winning their fights.

Suddenly some thunder sounded in the sky and everyone was blinded by a bright light (your thunder bolts hehehe) and the most beautiful person Tim has ever seen appeared out of nowhere from the sky and beat the function out of the remaining enemy

He’s a bat, and is very much like Bruce when it comes to being suspicious of people so he wasn’t so friendly to you in the beginning

Your first impression of Tim was that he gave zero fucks about anything. He’s pretty, but definitely doesn’t care about shit (or acts like he doesn’t)

You guys saw each other more when you helped the Titans, Justice League and even Batman out with a few missions

And also whenever Kon would invite you both out to the same places to hang out. You guys got very close over the years.

Then you guys began hanging out by yourselves in and out of uniform

You saw people while you were each other’s close friends, but you just always knew that you loved each other.

Then he became Red Robin and fell into a dark hole after Bruce’s ‘death’ and became very standoffish with you

You spent more time in space, where you made more enemies with dragons and men made of fire who like putting you in cages (Ragnarok reference hehe) and your family issues got a lot worse too

All the times you spent away from Tim (a few weeks) made you both realise that you’re in love with each other. So you returned home through Bifrost, and turned up at his nest one night when it was raining and confessed your love for him. (You were still covered in blood as you literally just came back from a fight)

You guys have always been inseparable together, but in a romantic relationship? UNSTOPPABLE.

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simpcxty · 4 years ago

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Part 1

The first time you see each other, he has a tall man in a dark suit standing next to him, and your dad is pulling you away quickly.

“Y/n, come on. We have to go.” You couldn’t help but look behind you at the boy with raggedy hair and scars littering his face.

There was something perplexing about him, but as you got farther and looked up at your dad.

The scared look had you confused.

What was he so scared of?

There’s another time two years later, you’re twelve now, and you’re with your mom. She panicked just as much when she saw the man in the dark suit, I was more hung up on the boy next to him again, he was slouching with his hands shoved in his black jeans.

His hair still looked tangled but it looks cleaner. But as your mom yanks you away, you’re pulled away again huffing as the boy looked over at you when you finally look away.

He’d wanted to see your face before you left, he was sure it was you. But you had stared at him, he couldn’t be weird and make eye contact, could he?

The next time was three years later, you had dyed your hair green and teal, but it was fading, and starting to grow out. The pale pastel of what Tomura was sure was once a vibrant color remained, and he liked it so much, he couldn’t help but stare.

His gaze didn’t break when your eyes locked. You didn’t have a parent with you this time, but All For One stood tall next to him, and he didn’t know if he was allowed to go say hi.

He was terrified as he tapped the man and he looked up from his phone to acknowledge the boy.

“I want to go talk to that girl.” The man smirked and Tomura really didn’t know how to feel.

“Then go ahead.” Now he just had to gain the confidence. You were looking down at your phone now, and his heart pounded in his chest while he walked up to you.

“I’m Y/n.” You don’t even look up from your phone as his feet stop in your peripheral.

“Shigaraki.” He remembers what All For One told him.

You finally looked up from your phone and as much as he was already positive it was you, a breath of relief escapes him when he realizes it’s really you.

“W-Wait- No, your name isn’t Shigaraki, it’s Tenko. You used to live across from me!” It’s then that he feels a hand on his shoulder, and he’s relieved.

“Time to go Tomura.” The girl is confused as they walk away. This time the boy being pulled away by his wrist instead of her.

Then of course the next time is three years later again, you’re eighteen now, and you look even more different than last time.

You had two nose piercings, a septum and a hoop on your left side, you also had the right side of your bottom lip pierced as well as your right eyebrow.

Your ears were gauged too, but not too big, if Tomura had to guess (he had considered gauging his own ears.) it was a good 1/2 inch.

You had black tunnels in and your cartilage had an industrial, and a helix along with a forward helix. You were wearing a tight cropped tanktop that showed off your belly button piercing and Tomura had to force his eyes to look away before he started drooling. You hair was dyed again, but a dark royal blue this time.

Neither of you had adults with you this time, and his breath almost catches in his throat when he can see your head lift from your phone out of his peripheral.

The thoughts running through his mind right now we’re nothing but sinful, and the idea of even having these thoughts is so new to him.

He manages to look toward you again, only to see you look over at him at the same time, you flashed him a smile, then turned your attention to your group of friends approaching you.

Now annoyed that he even has to go in that direction, what the hell is he supposed to do? Act like he doesn’t know you?

But he doesn’t know you.

As he passes by you and your group of friends, he’s almost shocked when you look up from whatever your friend group was talking about to look at him.

She almost does a victory fist bump as he walks down the busy street toward an empty alley she always crosses through to get home.

Once he’s about to turn the corner, he doesn’t know why he feels so drained. It’s not like he would’ve been able to talk to you anyway.

You’re making some half assed excuse saying you forgot something at home, your friends offered to go with you but you said you’d be quick.

You’re running down the street and turning the corner a good two minutes after he did.

He could’ve been long gone already, so why was your heart beating so fast?

You were just curious right? What happened to Tenko Shimura? If he didn’t want you to call him that you wouldn’t.

But as you turn the corner and see him, you’re not quite sure what else to shout.

“So you are Tenko right?” You’re catching your breath with your hands on your thighs and he turns around.

He’s not quite sure what to say.

“I was. I don’t remember much about any of it. I go by Tomura now.”

“Okay. I uh-“

“I’ve seen you, a few times over the years. You’ve changed a lot Y/n.” She smiles and nods.

“Being the child of two pro heroes sucks to be quite honest. At least I have my little brother though. I think I’d go crazy without him.” He chuckles and it’s then that you notice how much his scars have worsened.

“Damn Tomura, still scratch yourself?” The name felt weird rolling off your tongue. Almost unnatural, and he grimaced when you said it.

“Yeah, why the hell not? I’m already ugly.” He snaps a bit and he’s shocked when you don’t flinch or move away.

“Do you have a quirk..?” He didn’t know what inspired him to ask the stupid question.

But when you nodded the words were already spilling out of his mouth.

“What is it?” You blushed and continued to walk past him as you answered.

“Electricity.” You answered simply. But he’s intrigued.

“What kind-“ you’re cutting him off before he can finish.

“I can show you if you follow me.” His heart clenched.

Going back, there..?

He’d be not even 100 feet away from his old family home.

Could he handle that?

“I heard about what happened ya know-“ his blood runs cold.

What?

“The Shimura Family just, disappeared? No way, I figured maybe you guys just, left? I don’t know. But then I saw you with the man in the suit a few years later, my first thought was I was just glad you were okay! I even wanted to shout your name, but my dad pulled me away. That was when I realized that the man next to you wasn’t your dad, and you just, you looked so sad. I didn’t think that you’d want to talk to me, or remember me. After all we only played together a few times when we were kids.” And now he can breathe again.

“You don’t have to tell me what happened. Just know that I’m glad that you’re okay Tomura Shigaraki.” You continued on walking, leaving him there in shock. When you got home, you told your friends something came up at home and you couldn’t hangout anymore.

They were upset, but they understood overall. They had the same issues, they were mainly just worried.

Two years later, and Tomura Shigaraki has made a name for himself.

A villain. A monster. A freak?

Y/n didn’t like those terms.

She had a certain preference for maybe lost? No maybe that’s not right either. She honestly didn’t know what to say about him.

But she didn’t like what the media and the people around her said.

No. Not one bit.

But your breath still catches in your throat as you see him standing in the very alleyway you walked away from him in years ago.

But he’s looking directly at you, and the way his red eyes pierce your soul with the eye contact has your breath quickening a bit.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of me now.” His voice was raspier now compared to before.

“I didn’t know who you were, nor do I know you either.” He frowns at that and suddenly you’re up against the alley wall with his hand around your throat except for his middle finger.

“But you do know me, and here I thought we were friends.” The whimper that comes out of you has him chuckling.

“Tell me Y/n Kaminari. How’s your little brother Denki?” You start to thrash more at that and he’s rolling his eyes.

“Relax, are you really dumb enough to think I’d actually let harm come to you or your family? You’re dumber than I thought.” He laughs and the tears welling up in your eyes suddenly flash a bright green. As well as do your eyes and you grab his other wrist and the one on your neck.

“Get your disgusting hands off this body.” You sounded God like, almost like a deity? But he was stupid enough to keep his hands on you.

When you chuckled and smiled at him, he couldn’t help but want to see what you were gonna do next.

“I warned you.” The hands you had gripped on him surge and send electricity though his body, enough to warn him to back, the fuck, up.

“Do not touch me Tomura Shigaraki, not with those impure hands.” Your eyes were still glowing and your voice was beautiful to listen to, but the more he did, the more he only felt judged?

What is your damn quirk anyway?

“Y/n!” Your head whips over and Denki comes running.

Suddenly, your eyes are back to your normal color, and you’re running past Tomura on the ground.

“DENKI NO! Go back home now!” You’re running his way and grabbing his wrist, yanking him down the dark alley and towards your family home.

It’s like he’s seeking you out now, because the next time he sees you. It’s only a week later, and he has his hand around your throat again and he’s pinned you against the alley wall again.

“Did you not hear a word my God said?” His eyebrows furrowed at that and he uses his other hand to pin your wrists up above you. Still lifting one finger when he does it.

What’s up with that?

“What God?”

“My quirk is Zeus, I can use lighting however I please whenever and however I want. But if Zeus thinks that I’m in danger, he pops into my body to come and say fuck off.” He laughs at that.

“I can’t help it. You’re hot.” He says it so nonchalantly and places a quick kiss to your jaw then pulls away.

“But I’ll listen to Zeus.” He moves your hands from above your head and leaves a short kiss to your palm before dropping them.

“For now.” You tried to keep from blushing but he smiled when he saw it and walked toward the corner.

“See you soon Y/n.”

The next time you see him. You’re in trouble. Well, you’re a bit inebriated.

It’s your birthday and you and your friends went out to have fun, thinking about the situation you’re in, and how you got into it.

You need new friends.

“You’re a pretty one huh?” You can’t even respond as the man approaches you in your normal alley.

You were so close to home. So, so close.

Why did you have to get so severely inebriated? Zeus warned you that it could fuck up whether or not he could come out but you didn’t listen.

But as you feel grimy hands slide up your thighs you’re finally gaining some consciousness and attempting to push and shove him off.

“C’mon man get off of me!” Your words were slurred and your kicks became rough. Then, your quirk is suddenly surging out of you uncontrollably and the guy is on the floor.

“Thank god.” Your mindset changed quickly when you realized he wasn’t making noise. Or breathing.

“Oh no.”

“Yeah, you just did that Y/n.” You’re freezing up in fear at the voice and wrapping your arms around yourself quickly.

“N-no! H-H-“ Your voice is trembling and Tomura’s smile quickly faded into a muted concerned expression.

“He what? Spit it out.” He had only stumbled upon you electrocuting the guy. He didn’t know what else happened.

But this trembling form isn’t you, and you reek of alcohol and weed, he knows. He’s around it all the time.

He knows you can handle your weed, he always smells a bit on you.

But the alcohol was bad.

This picture isn’t too hard to paint.

“H-He wouldn’t get off!” and that’s when his eyes widen.

Tomura sees red, and suddenly he’s placing a full hand over the already dead mans face.

You almost look mesmerized as the body disintegrated into dust.

“Let’s get you home.” You nodded and you stepped on a part of the pile of ashes to stand up.

Tomura almost grinned but now wasn’t the time for that. He didn’t really think you’d want to think about that.

Your legs seemed to be debating whether or not they wanted to stabilize.

You automatically tensed the moment you felt arms under yours until you smelled Tomura.

He always smelled like weed and coffee, and always had dust residue somewhere on him. You always thought it might be from where he stayed at, but now you knew the truth.

He internally freaked out as you wrap your arms around his neck when he helped lift you.

“Thank you Shiggy.” You sounded so tired. So when you went to pull away he pulled you back in and had you wrap your legs around his waist. Partially because it was easier and faster to get you home, and partially so you couldn’t see the blush littering his face.

Your dress wouldn’t stay down so he put an arm under your thighs and one around your waist as he carried you.

“Why are you out here at this time of night?” He tried not to shove the lower part of his face in your shoulder. He really did.

But he did anyway. In turn you tightened your grip around him and nuzzle you’re face into his neck while he walks. He’s nearing the end of the alley and he’s considering wrapping his hoodie around your waist really quickly.

“S’My twenty first birthday!” He chuckles.

“Why are you alone then?” He tightens his grip around you and he wants to cry from how good the contact feels against his skin.

How good you feel against his skin.

“My friends left me and went somewhere else.” He sighs.

“Those aren’t very good friends hun.” You whined as he sets you down right at the end of the alley and pulls off his hoodie to wrap around your waist.

When he picks you back up you nuzzle back into him and you’re hugging around his waist this time.

He has to keep an arm around the bottom of your thighs and around your waist again and the positioning is unique but he’s doing his best.

“This is gonna he awkward isn’t it..? Are your parents home hun?” You shook your head quickly and giggled.

“Nope. Just Denki!” You tightened your grip around him and your legs shift a bit.

No. No. No. No. No. Not. The. Time.

When he knocks and hears footsteps thumping down the stairs quickly he snickers.

But as the door opens and Denki sees him with his sister in the arms of a supervillain. He’s in a state of PANIC.

“Before you freak out Denki! This is my best friend Tomura! He’s great!” You tightened your grip around him again and he blushes. Best friend?

Denki doesn’t even know where to start. But while gritting his teeth he speaks.

“Explain.” Y/n tries not to think about it and just nuzzles her face deeper into Tomuras small but wide chest.

“Wanna go to bed.” He keeps his eyes on Tomura and his eyes almost bulge out of his head when he actually notices how cozied up are with him.

Is that- is that his fucking hoodie around your waist?

Mom and Dad are always talking about never being able to find this man 24 fucking 7 and here you are cuddled up next to him like he’s not a mass murderer.

“I found her passed out in the alley, we’ve known each other for a long time and I just wanted to make sure she got home safe.” Denki clenches his fists.

“Why didn’t you just kill her like you have with other people?” Tomura had started turning to go up the stairs.

But as the words come out of Denki’s mouth, Tomura gives him a glare that could make anyone’s soul shiver.

“I would never hurt a member of this family, nor will I ever let any of my forces hurt them.” You giggled.

“You just got shut DOWN Denki! Leave Shiggy alone. He brought me home didn’t he?”

Denki nods and you smiled.

You don’t see him for a good two months after that.

You didn’t feel bad for what he saw, he chose to experience it. He chose to help you.

At least that’s what you tried to tell yourself when you remember the blurry memories of his hand on your thighs or around your waist always keeping one finger off.

Stop it. That’s weird Y/n.

But imagine how it’d feel to have him just squeeze and squish your thighs?

Would you stop it brain?

These are the thoughts you just have to have as you head toward your favorite sweets shop. You had just left the house and as soon as you rounded the corner into the alley you saw Tomura standing there.

You didn’t necessarily know what to say.

You just kinda kept walking until you got to him

He stood there and you were able to take in some details. Did he start using stuff on his face?

Or did he just stop scratching?

His lips were definitely different. There was no mistaking that. They were less chapped.

You didn’t care to take many more details when you wrapped your arms around his frame.

He stiffens at first, but now it’s his turn to be the one that melts into your embrace.

His arms wrap around you and push you towards the alley wall. Once he gets you there he lifts you up under your thighs and interlocks his hands together while holding you there.

This was a very common reoccurrence. You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t like it.

Because you so very did.

“I missed you.” The words shock you as they come out of his mouth and he kisses your jaw.

You couldn’t help the ragged breath that came out of you.

He presses his hips into yours experimentally and sucks lightly on your neck, not enough to leave a mark but enough to catch you off guard.

You gasped and your fingers are gripping his red hoodie.

Oh, you’re currently wearing the one he gave you.

How embarrassing.

“You look so good in my hoodie. Looks perfect on you.” Not embarrassing. Not embarrassing at all nevermind.

The sucking on your neck gets rougher when you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer.

It’s his turn to gasp and his hips grind into yours in response.

You whined and it just confirmed for him what he already knew. He wants to do it again so fucking badly.

Your black and dark grey pleated skirt was so easy to manipulate and everytime he ground his hips into yours your legs tightened around him making it even better.

“I don’t want to fuck you in an alley but if you keep tightening your legs around me like that and making those pretty noises I might just say fuck it.” Your legs tightened around him again as he said it and he groans at the tightness in his jeans.

“Is that what you want?” You can’t respond when he moans in your ear. You wanted to cry, he sounds so pretty like that.

“Wanna walk around town with my cum inside you all day?” It should sound disgusting, and the way it would soak your underwear would be so gross, but it’d be him, and the thought of it is so intriguing to you.

So you can’t help but whine as he says it and tighten your grip on his hoodie.

“So responsive for me. I love it. I bet the thought of anyone else doing this to you is repulsive isn’t it?” Your cheeks burned but you nodded, you couldn’t lie.

“Why am I so special huh Y/n?” He bites your neck as he says it and you can’t help the little squeak that escapes you.

“Because I want you Tomura.” He can’t help but pause.

“Well that’s rich isn’t it? The daughter of two pro heroes pining after me?” You wanted to make it clear.

Abundantly clear, just how much you want him, and him alone.

Finally snapping out of your daze and carding your fingers through his hair to pull his head back and press your lips to his desperately.

He almost seems shocked, but he recovers quickly and pushes your panties to the side and pushes a finger into you quickly.

One wrong move and he could disintegrate you, but his fingers felt so fucking good.

“You’re so warm, fuck.” He can’t help but lean his forehead against your shoulder and watch two fingers pump in and out of you.

He huffs before pulling his fingers out slowly, cleaning the slick off his fingers by shoving them in his mouth.

He sets you down carefully and your legs tremble a bit.

“I want more.” He can’t function properly.

The way you tasted, that’s what he wants.

He wants more of that.

When you saw him get on his knees you didn’t know how to feel.

“C’mere.” The way he had you wrap your legs around him made you panic a bit.

It wasn’t stable, it was wobbly and awkward and you had no clue how it’d work.

Until he had you against the alley wall again.

And suddenly the position he was in had you blushing more than before.

“What? You tasted so good. I want more, is that okay..?” You nodded quickly. Excessively, and it made him chuckle.

“Say it. Say that you want it.” The way you didn’t even hesitate had you curious about what was running through your mind right now.

No you knew what was. Him, the intense need for him, the way he smelled, his hands and the way they feel so perfect against you even with his destructive quirk.

Tomura Shigaraki. Him, that was what is running through your mind.

“Please just eat me out Shig, I- I was supposed-“ he chuckles again and kitten licks your clit interrupting your sentence, his hands were so tight around your thighs, even with a finger lifted and the way he was playing with them was overstimulating in a way while he multitasked.

“You were supposed to what? Meet friends? A guy?” You went to nod when he said friends, but as soon as the second words came out you shook your head desperately.

“No! I-“ you cut yourself off this time. Whining as he pinches your inner thigh.

“Relax, I’m joking. You must know you’re mine right?” You whined and nodded.

“Yes Shiggy, I’m all yours- oh fuck.” The moans you let out as he grazed his tongue against your walls has him pulling you closer and tighter against him.

“I’m gonna have to find somewhere better for this.” He moans against you and your legs tremble and tighten around him.

“S-Shig, Shig! I-I’m gonna-“ he pulls away to answer you this time.

“I know. So do it. Cum on my tongue babe. I want it all.” You whimpered as he sucks you into his mouth while his tongue is plunged inside of you and the coil inside you snaps.

The way he’d gasp when he realized he missed a drop and it started to go down your thigh made it better. He’d just collect it on one of his fingers and then get so distracted finishing you off that he accidentally smears it all over your thighs as he goes back in.

“I could stay down here for hours. But that wouldn’t be very fair to your friends now would it..?” You couldn’t say much. Just whined as he steals your current panties and shoved them in his jean pockets.

“You’re just around the corner babe, I’m sure you can grab another pair.” He had wiped his face of what he couldn’t lick off and set you down carefully again.

Your legs trembled and you sighed contently before laughing.

“I just had a villain on his knees for me.” He blushed and brushed the small gravel off his jeans.

“Yeah, and you will a lot. You’re gonna be my favorite meal in between jobs.” He kisses your forehead gently and goes to pull away but you pull him back in quickly.

“N-Not yet, I need a m-minute to get my legs back.” He had to shake his head to knock him out of it when you said that.

As much as he wanted to rail you right now, he couldn’t. Neither of you had the time, nor was this the place, not that it actually mattered too much to him, but he at least wanted it to be comfortable for you.

“How long will you be gone this time?” You wanted to slap yourself for sounding so pathetic and even asking the question.

“Hopefully only a week or two, I’m hoping it’s only a week.” He leans his head into your throat and wraps his arms around you.

“I’m sorry I was gone so long this last time. It’s really not up to me but I try to see you as much as possible.” You felt butterflies in your stomach as he said that and your arms wrap around his chest.

“You need to get to your friends.” You whined.

“I can’t help the fact that I’m a little fucked out now.” He laughed at that.

“If you’re fucked out now then just wait babe.” He bites your neck before pulling away to leave a kiss on your lips, it was meant to be a short one, but seeing as it’d be the last time for a good week or two, he couldn’t help it as he got pulled into your intoxicating form again.

“If we keep doing this, by the time I leave I’ll be in trouble and you won’t have friends.” You sighed and nodded, heading back towards your house for a new pair of panties.

You thought you’d imagined it when he’d shouted a quick “be safe.” But when you got back outside he was waiting to say it again and give you one more not so quick kiss.

Your friends questioned why you were late of course, and you told them you’d forgotten some homework and scrambled to do it really quickly. Their little puns about you being a nerd didn’t really phase you. No. Not when you knew what you were really doing. You don’t know how they didn’t see your neck, and if they did, they just weren’t commenting on it.

#mha shigaraki #shigaraki smut #shigaraki fluff #angst?#mha smut #mha fluff

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godsofhumanity · 4 years ago

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rank the men from the iliad (+ explanations)

1. Hector

WHAT do i even need to say????? Hector is literally brilliant!!! He’s kind, he’s smart, he’s brave, he’s honourable, he’s loyal, he’s a fighter. Even Zeus thought he was so good that he deserved to be saved and only didn’t save him from Achilles because Athena begged him not to. I also really love Hector because even though he’s so awesome, he’s not arrogant or pretentious like Achilles, he’s just so grounded and nice.

2. Odysseus

Remember when Odysseus tried to avoid participating in the war by pretending to be insane? AGHHHHH ODYSSEUS, KING!! That really indicates what kind of a man Odysseus was- kind, and strong, and preferring peace to violence. This guy also stopped Achilles from being stupid and forcing his soldiers to keep fighting even though they were exhausted. Also.. Trojan horse epic prank.. great work, Odysseus.

3. Priam

Oh, Priam! The scene where Priam goes to Achilles himself and begs him to give Hector’s body back is what does it for me. Priam, a king, has to cross enemy lines and bow down before his enemy, the man who murdered his son, and beg him to have the smallest bit of sympathy and give back the body so that they can give Hector the proper burial rites so that he can pass on to the land of the dead. Can you imagine how humiliating that must have been? What strength of mind this old man must have had to go to Achilles, a spoiled brat, and ask for mercy! Priam is just... words can’t describe. I have so much respect for him. He really put family first, always.

4. Polydamas

Hector’s good friend and a Trojan commander. He gives Hector some really good battle advice but my man Hector never listens 😭😭😭 Props to Polydamas for trying though xx

5. Diomedes

Honourable, valiant and not pretenious despite being the ONLY mortal warrior to actually wound the immortal gods (Ares)!!! I LOVE this dude!! He’s smart, he’s brave, he’s cunning, he’s resourceful. Fantastic work, Diomedes!

6. Nestor

i like him because he’s a little bit funny, but also extremely wise and sensible. everyone appreciates him and listens to his advice when he gives it.

7. Aeneas

Aphrodite, Apollo AND Poseidon loved this dude and saved his life on separate occasions, so you know he’s a good one!!

8. Ajax the Greater

remember when Hector and Ajax had a big fight, and then they just stopped and gave each other gifts???? KINGS! Ajax is just very honourable, and he’s an excellent fighter. i like him! sad ending though :///

9. Patroclus

Did you know that Patroclus was actually older than Achilles, despite most modern adaptions portraying him as younger? Anyways, i don’t hate Patroclus. He had the spirit- he was brave and courageous, albeit a little brash.

10. Deiphobus

i feel like we always forget that Deiphobus married Helen after Paris died. the fact that Athena chooses to impersonate Deiphobus during Achilles’ fight with Hector, indicates that Deiphobus was trusted and beloved by Hector, which further suggests that they had like-minded personalities. still, he’s further down this list because of the myth where he carries Helen off and marries her- Deiphobus, my dude, did you not just watch an entire war unfold because Paris did the exact same thing? Idiots! The lot of them!

11. Menelaus

Menelaus isn’t exactly a strong fighter, but i actually kinda like him! As a king, i think that if Menelaus had simply just sat back down and been like “okay, my wife got kidnapped, let me just leave it be because a war is too much”, that would have made him look really weak. He 100% was in the right for waging war, because Paris was WRONG and never should have done what he did. I genuinely do think that Menelaus did love Helen, though I’m undecided about whether Helen reciprocated. Either way, Menelaus is okay in my books- he just did what he had to.

12. Achilles

ugh. i used to really like Achilles, but the more of the Iliad i read, the more i disliked him. He’s so arrogant and pretentious and hot-headed. He thinks he’s a god. obviously, i hate what he does to Hector, and i don’t think he was all that honourable. He was just a spoiled brat.

13. Paris

Troy’s resident dumbass. for real, Paris is just so dumb.. i don’t like him! he makes so many bad decisions, and everyone else has to pay for them. He knew that Helen was off limits- being married, and already being a mother with a child who needed her, so what did brave Paris do? Kidnap Helen! AGHHH YOU IDIOT! YOU FOOL!

14. Agamemnon

i hate this guy. i feel bad for him because he had to sacrifice his own daughter for the sake of the war.. but other than that,, he’s just so angry and scary and brutal,, and i don’t like him. also, his own wife killed him, so what does that say about the man?

**these are just my opinions,, feel free to disagree!!

#this was fun!!! send me more asks like this!#i like the way people draw Achilles.. like in Supergiant's Hades and stuff.. but him as a person.. idk..#greekschist #asks

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supercasey · 4 years ago

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So I've been playing The Hades Game like fucking mad for the last few weeks, and although I'm not very far in it (at least, I don’t think I am; I’ve only beat Hades once!), I'm absolutely in love with it! Anyways, a certain idea has been kicking around in my head for awhile now, so I thought I'd share it with y'all; feel free to tell me what you think of it! (Warning: spoilers for when you beat Hades the first time!)

Anyways, I've already seen a really cool AU post for if Demeter raised Zagreus on the surface by herself (which you can find HERE; please check it out, the outfit for Zag alone is an amazing concept, and I love the artwork!!!) but I keep thinking about an AU where, after Zagreus dies at birth, Persephone runs away and takes his wrapped up body with her.

On the surface, she reconnects/reunites with her mother Demeter, and with her aid, the two of them manage to resurrect the newborn baby, though now he has more white in his hair than anything else. After that, Persephone sends Hades a letter to tell him that Zagreus is alive and well (because she actually has some fucking class), before proceeding to raise Zagreus on the surface with her mother, far away from the entrance to hell. The Olympians also help her out a bit, but mostly they just help by hiding Zagreus when it’s necessary.

(The rest is under a cut ‘cus this got a bit long, sorry!)

Years pass in relative peace, until Zagreus is about as old as he is in-game (I think he’s around 20-25ish???) and is living well, working with his mom and grandma to take care of their gardens and live peacefully away from mankind; he especially loves tending to the animals and guiding lost mortals to safety. However, one day while foraging for fruit in the deepest corners of his mother’s signature garden, Zagreus happens across a strange man in long robes, who introduces himself as Thanatos.

The two men get along swimmingly from minute one, and after agreeing to meet with each other again soon, they leave and tell their families/friends all about the experience, having no clue who they are to each other. After all, Thanatos was told growing up that his lord’s first wife died giving birth to their first and only child, who was a stillborn, and Zagreus thinks his father died of disease (his mom didn’t have to heart to tell him anything bad about his dad). Needless to say, they’re gonna be in for quite the shock soon.

Cue Hades losing his shit and calling on Thanatos, Megaera, and Achilles to go find his progeny and bring him home; he gives them special permission to leave the Underworld without any resistance, trusting Than to lead the way back to Zagreus. Achilles is less than thrilled to be performing such a morally grey task for his master, but Meg and Than are eager to prove themselves, so he begrudgingly agrees to help, even if it hurts his conscience to do so.

Persephone and Demeter also freak the hell out on their end, scared shitless by the fact that Death incarnate has just met their son/grandson, and they’re worried that he plans on coming back again soon. Demeter suggests sending Zagreus to live with the Olympians until this all blows over, but Persephone disagrees, wanting her son to stay nearby in case he grows ill (it’s implied that she’s a bit overprotective of him, mostly because she’s afraid of him dying again; this also means she refuses to let him know that he’s in any danger, believing it would only make things worse for him in the long-run). Frustrated but understanding her daughter’s pain all too well, Demeter at least convinces her to call on the Olympians for aid, which Persephone agrees to do.

The gods promise to help of course, but... well, they're low-key lying; they wanna see how this plays out first.

After several days of traveling through hell (literally), the “let’s kidnap Zagreus” gang makes it to the surface, and they immediately head to Persephone’s garden. All this time, Zagreus has no idea that he’s being targeted, so he goes about his chores as usual, only to run into Than again, and hey, he brought some more friends for him to meet! Zagreus is friendly with all of them, being raised to be very polite by his guardians, and while he’s busy chatting with Than and Achilles, he doesn’t notice Meg sneaking behind him. Just as Zagreus is rattling on about how the animals have been faring this summer, Meg stabs Zagreus in the back with a blade coated in Hades’s blood, cursing him to belong to the Underworld again.

With Zagreus now unconscious from a sedative that was mixed with the blood, the trio hurry off with him back to the Underworld, but not without Persephone seeing what they’ve done to her son. Horrified, she begins to sob, and winter arrives in the mortal world without so much as a fall season in-between this and the summertime.

When Zagreus comes to, he finds himself in a bedroom similar to the one he has in the game, but it’s much cleaner and has less objects of personal value to him. Hades is standing at the foot of his bed when he wakes up, and very calmly, Hades tells Zagreus that he’s his father, and that from now on, Zagreus will be living in the Underworld with him and his people, where he so obviously belongs. It’s a shame his mother can’t be here, of course, but they just need to wait awhile, that’s all; surely she’ll come to her senses and return home soon, now that her husband and son are here.

Zagreus jumps out of bed and faces his father as soon as he’s done monologuing, ready to tell him off for what he’s done, but to his shock, Hades hugs him as soon as he’s on his feet, and admits that he’s waited for this day for a long, long time. He asks his son to please just accept that this is his home now, and despite still being a bit surprised (and subtly hugging Hades back because Longing), Zagreus tells him straight up that he can’t, that he has to get home, especially with winter coming in a few months!

Dejected but not overly surprised, Hades simply nods in acceptance, but he still warns Zagreus that it’s no use trying to fight it; he’s stuck here, now and forever, so he may as well get comfortable and try getting along with him, because no one’s going anywhere anytime soon. Zagreus is horrified, but he nods nonetheless, unsure of what to say or do just yet.

Later that night, as Zagreus is struggling to sleep in this new, unfamiliar place, Achilles comes to him and apologizes about what’s happened, and although he can’t magically fix everything for him, he tells Zagreus that it actually is supposedly possible to escape; it’s just that no one’s ever done it before. Driven by his desire for freedom and the thought of reuniting with his mother, Zagreus tells Achilles that he’s going to find a way out, no matter the cost. Achilles congratulates him on his tenacity, but warns him that it won’t be easy. Still, he’s willing to help Zagreus as much as he can.

From then on, I imagine the game playing out very differently from the original, with a rather frazzled and scared Zagreus trying to get home to his mom and grandma, but with none of his training from Achilles in this AU, he has to rely on something his mother taught him; his connection with earth and all it’s inhabitants. Or, in his case, his connection with the spirits of animals (a cross of his dad and mom’s powers). That’s right, I’m making The Hades Game into a fucking Pokemon-ripoff, but still with some rouge-like elements mixed in (mostly with Zagreus not keeping his animals after runs).

Having royally fucked up in not stepping in sooner to protect Zagreus, the gods end up helping him out by sending down animals associated with them for the young god to tame for a run (I’ll come up with them later). They usually offer a selection to choose from, and from there Zagreus can build up a team and use it to try and escape the Underworld.

To replace weapons, I like to think he’d have “signature” animals that can help him out for any of his runs, specifically ones from Achilles, Poseidon, Zeus, Demeter (once he reaches the surface at least once), and eventually even Hades gives him one if they bond together enough ((yes, it’s Cerberus... kinda; it’s a puppy version of him, otherwise he’d be OP as fuck)). Zagreus’s signature animals can all be given names, and they keep certain skills that they pick up through enough experience battling in the Underworld for Zagreus.

As for story-line stuff, Zagreus ends up in a very fish out of water situation as he tries to get to know everyone in Hades’s house (he’s still our kindhearted Zag, after all, and he knows most of them aren’t to blame, not even really Than!) while also focusing on his goal to get home to his mom. Hades ends up being a lot nicer to him in this AU, perhaps overly so, as he’s trying to make his son like him more in order to make up for lost time (and fill the hole in his heart that Zag’s initial death as an infant and Persephone leaving with him created). It’s part of the reason he’s even letting Zagreus try to escape; he wants him to learn that it won’t work on his own terms (and maybe also scare the kid so bad that he comes running to him for comfort afterwards).

Also, I should really note that Zagreus is 100% a sweet country farm boy in this AU, and he has no idea what the fuck is going on with pretty much anything in the Underworld, much to everyone’s astonishment. For example:

Meg: Gods, it must be weird getting used to everything down here, huh? Sick of stepping in bat shit yet? Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it, and Dusa’s pretty good about cleaning it up to begin with. Zagreus: I mean, I guess? It’s not that different from chicken shit tbh. Meg: What the fuck is a chicken???

After that... yeah, I dunno. I’ll try playing Hades some more, see if I think up anything else that could be interesting, but for now, I hope at least someone ends up liking this dumb AU (if not, I’ll still like it... might even try my hand at drawing for it a bit tbh). Again, please check out the person who’s post/art I linked earlier in the post, ‘cus their art is really awesome and inspired me to include Demeter more in this AU!

#supercasey ramblings #hades game #zagreus #zagreus hades #thanatos #hades #persephone #demeter #megaera #achilles #hades farmboy au #i dunno what else to fucking call it #thanzag #if ya squint

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wallstoothin · 3 years ago

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Revolution (P5/PJO)

A warm up fic that I'm too nervous to put on A03. Unedited.

At age sixteen, Akira never expected to be part of a war. But then again, life as a demigod is anything but normal to begin with. He’s not even...he’s not even anything in the eyes of the gods but for some reason he was the child of the prophecy, whatever that meant. Akira always considered it a death sentence in waiting. Aren’t prophecies once in a lifetime opportunities?

Since the age of eleven, Akira has been forced to go on all sorts of different quests ranging from petty things such as being an over glorified uber eats for a god or something like preventing a war between two different monsters. Now it was a war.

A war that could be easily prevented if the gods or even some of the camp managers and leaders just opened their eyes and look. Akira would know. He was the son of a minor goddess after all, a mother who never bothered to claim him and a camp that force him into a cramped cabin of a god who is “so kind and merciful to let someone like him inside.”

Children of minor gods are usually one that can live in the outside world without major trouble. Apparently their scent is thinner and are less appealing than children of major goddesses such as his bunkmate Ryuji, child of Hermes and sweet Ann from Aprohidites. They are his best friend and he does not envy them at all. Both Ryuji and Ann has been through s much trouble because of their parent lineage. Left alone to single parents and their own human trouble combined with their demigods' trouble. He would do anything for them. Still, it would be nice to have someone to call as family. The only reason Akira even found out about his parentage is because of Goro.

Goro.

Goro had high expectation placed under him. As the son of Zeus it was expected. But he was never chosen to be in any important quest and spend most of his time training or in his cabin. Goro was one of the first people Akira met when he first came to camp. According to gossip, Goro has been in camp since the age of seven after his mother killed himself, overpressed by the idea of raising a child of god and especially after how lord Zeus practically left the two on their own. Goro was a loner on the outside and very bitter on the inside. When Akira got his first quest a month later, Goro practically ignored him. It was heartbreaking for the eleven year old for his new friend or at least someone he consider his friend to suddenly hate him.

He really wanted to go to the outside world with him but instead went with Ryuji and Ann. When he came back, bruised and bloodied, filled with new fears and deep hatred for salt water. He hoped his time away would have let his friend cool down enough for them to talk again but as soon as Akira laid eyes on the other the boy ran straight for his cabin. It wasn’t long until Akira got his first fetch quest. This time with Yusuke, son of Apollo and Futaba the quirky daughter of Hephaestus. It was a strange team, filled with dumb fights and hiding in the bathroom but it was successful.

Goro still won’t talk to him. Instead he ended up with two Ares girls on his twelfth birthday.

It was after this quest when he was finally given a small break. At this point he was desperate. He was tired,scared and most of all he wanted his friend back. So once he was left alone after dinner, he dragged Goro by the arm from the archery ring and into the Zeus cabin.

“We need to talk.”

They talked and talked and talked way past curfew, maybe they could have reconnect months ago. If only Akira was given a chance to settle down. But now he did.

It was Goro that figured out who his parent was, Goro always did say that whenever he was around Akira he always felt safe, at home. Other people told him that too. Even Akira felt the sense of family whenever he’s with his friends.

They hit the book soon after and came up with an answer.

Epione, the goddess of soothing pain.

Akira’s power seems to work with mental pain and after going on a quest with Goro and Hifumi, he can soothe small physical pain. Anything bigger than a small knife wound would leave him passed out on the ground. But it was better than any ambrosia or nectar, it was a rewarded feeling and an especially tiring one.

It made the quest after a lot easier.

Everything breaks down around the age of fifteen, it was quiet and sudden. Akira knew of camp deserters, they all did. It is often talked about in late night horror stories. Akira may have made one or two up on his own as well. But there has been an increase in unrest between the minor god and goddess children.

“The gods are using you as their playthings aren’t they?” Ten year old Nozoki told him one day. “How long can you keep winding yourself until you break?”

He still hasn't told anyone of his talk with the gods, yet.

It was after that day that people started leaving the camp in groups.

Yukki

Nozoki

And Goro.

The older boy didn’t even say goodbye.

Was it something Akira has done?

Their last talk was another late night one. This time hanging out on the roof of Goro’s cabin. They were talking about school. Akechi was close to finishing high school and Akira was on his way to his last year. When Akechi asked of his future plans, Akira hesitated. Was there a future for him? Akira never thought he would make it this long, even then, he did not have the time to develop any hobbies or focus on school work compared to his peers. Who cared about school when the world was ending.

Maybe it was his defeated tone, he hated it at first he really did. But now Akira just accepts it as another part of life. Demigods don’t get to live long, everyone knows that, that’s why the camp was created in the first place to provide children a safe place to live and to teach them to survive. Akira who's been in and out of the camp in almost all of his teen years has a higher chance of an early death compared to his friends.

“What if everything change.” Goro talked in a low and deep voice. A tone Akira rarely hear outside of anger and battle. He must be serious. “What if we had a chance to go out into the world without any fear of getting killed or being forced by the gods to do whatever they want.”

“That’s a dangerous thought you have there.” He replied.

“Humor me Akira.”

“Well,” What kind of answers would satisfy Goro. He honestly never really bothered to even spend time daydreaming about this. What are somethings the seasonal campers talk about during dinner time?

“I think I want to go somewhere populated.”

“Somewhere populated, Kurusu-kun?”

He nodded. “Yeah like the scramble or Kyoto, maybe even destinyland.”

“Those are tourist traps Kurusu-kun.” Goro replied wirily.

“So? What I want my wallet to get tricked by the many faces of capitalism. Aren’t they places of memories. I don't mind spending my whole day in these places. It seems like fun.”

“You know, I expected someone like you to want something more dramatic. For someone who always lives in the danger zone.”

He shrugged. “Normal is Ok, I think I would like to be that mysterious man behind the bar.”

Goro actually snorted at that. “Are you even able to stay in one place for that long?”

Ok, so maybe Goro has a point. There no why he can stay in one place for so long. But if he gets to meet new people everyday it sure to be just as fun.

“-beside, I can’t see you handling alcohol.”

“Geez Goro, way to crush my dreams. I was thinking of running some kind of underground coffee bar. “

“An underground coffee bar. That sounds like you. I think I might have isted everyday.”

“Oh? A loyal customer ? Thank you for your patronage, good sir.”

“You’re very welcomed overworked barista.”

They sighed.

“Goro is everything OK?| He finally asked. “What you have been saying lately has me worried. You know the people upstairs can hear everything here right?”

“Of course, please do not worry about me Akira-kun, I’m sure you already have lots on your plate right now.”

“But I always have space in my heart for you. Please ‘kechi, I won’t tell anyone no matter what you tell me. On my life.”

“You really shouldn’t be putting your life on the line so easily.” Goro mumbled, mostly to himself but Akira heard it all anyway.

“It’s all part of the job.” He chirp back.

The next day he was gone.

A traitor everyone called him, someone who abandoned the gods to join the wrong side historically and morally. It did not take long for the rumors to start around camp.

“I’ve always knew he was evil.”

“He was always acting so creepy around Akira I wonder if he was ever planning on killing him.”

“It’s good that he left, who knows what he would’ve done if he stayed. “

It was getting harder and harder to face each day with a smile without Goro. His other friends at least one that has yet to publicly disowned Goro stayed by his side comforting him telling him that everything is alright.

But war, war is coming and Akira is expected to be in the front line as a leader. He can’t. He does not want to do this any more. Oh godly parent please give him a sign.

But nothing came.

Nothing but ruin for Tokyo.

They were

Winning

Losing

Dying

...fighting.

They were fighting for their life, each of his friends split up into different groups to try and take back different parts of the city.

Akira was tasked to find the leader of the resistance and to put an end to it once and for all, a fitting task for the hero.

It did not take long to find him, he was exactly where Akira expected him to be and exactly where Goro wanted him to be at.

“Goro,” He mumbled, approaching his enemy with his dagger clutched in his hand tightly. “I came to stop you.”

Goro turned around to face him. Instead of the camp t-shirt and ripped jeans that Akira normally sees him in. He was instead wearing a leather jacket and a collared shirt underneath his regular jeans. It was a strange combination but Akira can’t help but to think it suits Goro well.

“I’m happy you came.”

“This is our meeting place after all.”

Enough with the banter, Akira can’t afford to stall now, not when everyone is fighting for their lives.

“Goro, surrender now. I can get the gods to put you on probation or something bu-”

“You know that’s not true. Do you really think that will pay attention to a mortal even someone like you, since when have they done anything for you.”

“I-”

“Think Akira.” Goro shouted, holding on to his shoulder for dear life. “You’ve been used over and over again. We were just kids. You don’t even have a childhood doesn’t that upset you?”

It did, it still does but Goro knows that he does not like to think about that.

“I used to be so scared.” Goro’s volume went down all the way to a whisper as if talking about this of all things would finally get him stuck down by lightning. “Everytime you come home your eyes would grow darker and darker. I used to have nightmares that the darkness would eat you alive. The trauma you endured. As a son of one of the big three it should have been me.”

Akira shook his head vigorously, he could even feel some of the hair strand stabbing his eyes. It burns a bit, but that’s not important.

“No Goro! I would never wish this life on anyone. The quest, the glory. It’s not worth it! I wanted you to be safe and happy but you ignored me.”

“I know.” Goro’s hand slowly trailed down until they came right above his waist putting the two in some sort of half hug position. “I’m sorry Akira.”

Akira swallowed back a sob threatening to come out. His dagger was right there and Goro was so close and vulnerable. He could end this, he can stop this war once and for all.

“Goro please, end this war. That way everything will go back to normal.”

“You know that’s not what’s going to happen. The gods will use you again and again until you one day burn out and they choose the next unlucky kid to be the hero.” Goro paused. “Akira...why don’t you join me.”

“Hu-”

“Lots of our men need healing. With your powers you can save them! Your mother may not recognize you but we do. We can stop this cycle and give everyone a better future. We would no longer live in fear or worried over someone’s temper tantrum. Akira, I know I haven’t been a good friend to you but I can make it all up now so please.”

Goro reached out his hand and dropped his weapon.

“Join me.”

Akira dropped his dagger as well.

He knows this isn’t the right choice, if they were to fail both Akira and Goro would face harsh unimaginable punishment. But Goro along with everything he ever wanted was right there.

Akira reached out his own hands and-

#persona 5 #goro akechi #akira kurusu #PJO AU #accomplice au #Not much PJO just using the rules

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luca-moreno · 3 years ago

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(sidebar, before X and after X – just some sad Luca feels to get out that the prompt brought up but then the prompt didn’t actually fit so now we’re left with this hot mess instead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

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Luca catches up to Isaac while Eva is devouring yet another local delicacy and Ben has disappeared into the stalls.

“Hey, Cap, after we grab make the rendezvous tonight, can we make one more stop before we head back to the shuttle? There’s… someone I need to talk to.”

Isaac peers at him curiously and Luca shifts on his feet, trying to avoid the captain’s eye. He’s nervous about this and the Captain knows it.

“What are you up to Luc?”

“Just, the stuff… that happened with Yamamotto. I.. It got me thinking about my brother.”

There’s a pause as the market continues to bustle with activity around them but Luca can only focus on the shuttered expression on Isaac’s face. He’s still not sure why he deserves the Captain’s regard – of all people – but every day he wakes up grateful for it.

He just hope this doesn’t change anything.

“You have a brother? I… didn’t know that.”

Luca flushes and throws his hands up in defense. Isaac sounds wary now but his brown eyes are more troubled than anything. Luca rushes to answer, almost tripping over his words.

“He’s…well, he’s not my brother by blood. But he’s… he’s the reason I joined the alliance, why I became an engineer.”

“And… where is he now?”

“I… I don’t know. It’s been years. He. He might be dead for all I know but… I’d know, right? If he was dead, I’d know. I’d… I’d feel it?” Luca looks at the captain helplessly, tears suddenly threatening to prick at the back of his eyes. “We… we used to have this code. And he would leave me messages on boards, just random things, so I would know he was okay but it’s been so long and I have-“

“Breathe, Luca-“

He doesn’t realise he’s worked himself up until Isaac’s hand comes down heavily onto his shoulder and grounds him into the earth. Luca shudders and gulps in a breath. “Sorry, Cap.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for, Luc. But your brother-“ Isaac pauses then to glance around, checking to see where Eva and Ben are. When he’s satisfied they’re both preoccupied, he turns back to Luca. “Why don’t you tell me some more about him?”

Luca bites his lip. “It’s… well, it’s kinda messed up.”

“That’s fine, I’m good with messy.”

Something about that makes Luca chuckle weakly, or maybe it’s just the smile Isaac gives him. The encouragement. “You sure you want to hear it?”

“Only if you want to share. But judging by those two, we have a little time to kill.” Isaac nods off to the side, where Ben and Eva are excitedly rummaging through a nearby stall.

“I think we need to send another load back to the shuttle before we head to the mansion,” Luca chuckles weakly and Isaac hums in agreement.

“So, tell me, Luc.”

Luca isn’t sure where to start to make Isaac understand so he goes back to the beginning. “When I was a kid, my father was drunk… all the time. He was c-sec and around the wards where we lived, they… everyone knew him. The strays knew him because he would rough them up but they didn’t know he roughed me up too. I… I ran away a few times. I had this dumb idea I could join them – they were close, you know. They looked like this big family and they looked out for each other.” Luca folds his arms across his chest, laughs bitterly. “But they thought I was just, an informant for my father. They chased me out – all of them except for Kiosho. He found me bleeding in one of the ducts, helped me get cleaned up, helped me get food. He didn’t have a single thing to his name but the clothes on his back but he looked out for me.”

“He sounds like a good man.”

“He’s trouble, but the absolute best kind. Anyway, he’s the reason I survived those years. Well, him and… there was another officer that helped us. Got me into school, got Kio interested in the alliance… Moreno... Moreno isn’t actually my real last name, but I took it when-“

“When you, ah, altered, your ID?”

Luca can’t help the grin at the delicate way Isaac puts that. “Uh, yeah. I mean, I’m good at hacking, but Kiosho was better. He helped. Except by the time I got to Earth… well, he’d already been moved on.”

“And Moreno? The man who helped you?”

Luca’s smile slips. “He died. Killed in a shootout not long after Kio shipped out. He was a good guy. He didn’t have to care about us, but he did.”

“And your real father? What happened to him?”

“He’s still on the citadel, as far as I know.” Luca’s jaw gets tight. “Still on Kithoi, still roughing up the locals. Still drunk on power. Or probably just drunk. Maybe even into red sand now for all I know.”

“I’m sorry, Luca.”

“Why? It wasn’t your fault, cap.”

“No, but you were just a kid. He should have been there to look out for you and he wasn’t.”

“Yeah, well,” Luca’s face suddenly feels hot and he’s not sure why. But he slides the captain a shy look. “That’s your job now, huh, Cap? You’re stuck with me,” Luca tries to make it sound like a joke but his heart clenches inside his chest anyway.

Isaac laughs and grips his shoulder with a comforting squeeze before pulling him in for a quick hug. “Good. That’s what I like to hear.”

Luca chuckles, suddenly warmed from the inside out. He slides the captain another glance when something else occurs to him. Something he’s been wanting to ask about for a while but there’s been too much happening.

“You knew about the Yamamotto stuff all along, didn’t you?”

Isaac stiffens instantly at the name. His answer is careful, but not in the sense that Luca feels like he’s trying to hide something, more that he’s wary to get into this now.

“It’s okay, Cap,” Luca tells him honestly, his voice low. I’m okay.”

“Are you?” Isaac slides him a glance.

“Well, I mean. Dark, empty hallways freak me out a little but-“

At Isaac’s visible distress, Luca squirms and rushes to reassure him. “No, I don’t mean that, I was trying to make a joke, Captain.”

“Luca, I hate that the Berlin doesn’t feel safe for you anymore, but I promise you it’s been dealt with. Yamamotto isn’t going to bother you again.”

Luca tilts his head. “And what does ‘dealt with’ mean, exactly? Because when I went to see him, Ajax and Zeus were there. That’ felt… that felt kind of ominous. What are they doing with him?”

“Keeping watch,” is all Isaac gives him. Luca knows better than to push that subject. Plus he’s not sure if he really wants to know. Yamamotto had been hurting and he’d tried to make Luca his punching bag – but there were some lines that shouldn’t be crossed and Luca isn’t sure when he’ll ever be able to walk comfortably through the Berlin - his home - without looking over his shoulder. It’s not big and it’s not noble of him... but Luca kind of resents Yamamotto for that.

“But… the Alliance is going to handle it, right?”

“Yes. But until we get to Citadel space, he’s not going to bother you, or anyone else. That’s why Zeus and Ajax are there. Understood?”

Luca nods. There’s steel in Isaac’s tone, but there’s softness too. It’s the silent I’ll protect you and you’re safe that Luca feels in his bones. Yamamotto isn’t going to bother him again because Luca has people who care about him now.

“Thanks, Capt. So anyway, I think I might have found a lead on my brother…”

#luca moreno #isaac cerrillo #luca backstory since it's new timeline #idk i just needed to explore this and luca has been wanting one on one with isaac for a while #operation: asteria

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catboy-steve · 5 years ago

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big three kids headcanons

this is my 2nd time writing this since my computer is a bitch but i still want to bc these headcanons live in my head rent free

anyways imagine if after the war the big three kids become like royalty as their parents accept them into their familys (kinda zeus is a bitch he j gives his kids more powers) and are gifted expanded powers and a higher place in the world like they’re considered prince and princes of the air/sea/dead/earth and so they get fun crowns and animals and weapons and like a avatar state type thing where their power expands tenfold and they become even more op with the whole glowing eyes thing aang gets yk and they get like crowns they can show at will and yea

jason/thalia

- thalia doesnt get the same ranking simply because she already pulls rank as artemis’s lieutenant and so like she already has these powers

- jason now has an eagle (the eagles name is brian bc jason doesnt understand pet names lets be real)

- he also gets a weapon from his father that is almost like the master bolt if you see it out of the corner of your eye it seems like jason is holding lightning but when you look at it head on its just a sword or a spear

- because he had so much time with lupa when he goes into his god state thing he grows fangs and claws

- i am a big fan of feral jason simply because of course he would be feral

- jason seems to command more respect and has an aura of power at an even bigger degree

- when he goes into his god state his eyes glow bright blue like lightning and his voice kinda sounds like wind almost like he is becoming one with a storm

- he learns the langauge of the air and when he speaks it ,it sounds like the wind

- he has greater control of wind spirits and they defer to him because he is a prince after all

- he doesnt show his crown that much but when he does its always to protect his loved ones and he wont hesitate to pull rank if he thinks it will help him

- his crown is gold and looks like a circlet of lightning when he shows it he seems to become more princely

- again jason is feral and all romans seem to be a little bit feral because of their trials with lupa but he’s that to the extreme

hazel and nico

- they represent their dads respective spheres of power

- nico gains an even greater control of the dead and shadow travel

- he also has hellfire black flames that seem almost cold

- he gets a scepter to better control the dead also and his animal is a screech owl named elmo bc he’s dumb

- his crown is made of stygian iron it seems to radiate darkness

- when he goes his god state his eyes glow silver and when he speaks it sounds like the earth shifting and his form becomes blurry as he is becoming more connect to the earth and the dead

- both he and hazel learn the language of the dead and while hazel cant really summon the dead she can speak to them

- hazel gains a greater control of the mist and is kinda scarily poweful

- none of them 7 are scared of her and they treat her like a little sister

- she gains a greater control of metal and can even manipulate her enemies weapons and she can manipulate earth almost like an earthbender

- she gets a serpent and names the serpent lucifer bc she’s an edgy 13 year old

- she gets a sword she can manipulate at will (even easier the other metals) and it changes shape as she fights

- her crown is made of opal and seems to shift if you look to closely

- her god state makes her eyes glow gold (he eyes are normally brown cuz fuck u rick) and her voice sounds becomes more ethereal and sounds like rocks scraping like she is becoming the earth and the mist

- she gains a room in plutos palace like nico

- both of them don’t hesitate to pull rank as royalty if necessary

percy

- as the only known child of poseidon and also his dad’s favorite so he gets even more special treatment then hazel and nico

- he learns to use a trident and is just as much a natural at that as he is with a sword it helps him form hurricanes and cause even bigger earthquakes

- he now can cause earthquakes at will

- percy already has a bunch of pets but his dad gifts him two more a shark named taco (bc percy has a dumb sense of humor) and a bull named oreo ( he really likes food ok)

- he learns the laungauge of the sea and can easier communicate with naiads, nymphs, nereids,other royalty, and even oceanus who only speaks the langauge of the sea

- he can transform into a merman :)

- he can use siren songs much like pipers charmspeak and his voice is ethereal and kinda scary when he sings but beautiful

- his power over water increases even more so like homie is super powerful

- he gets a room in his dads palace and even starts to get along with triton and amphitrite

- his crown is silver and is shaped like waves it

- while in his god state his eyes glow a deep green and his voice sounds like waves crashing onto shore

- his powers are crazy man

- he really hesitates to pull rank but will if absolutely necessary

all the new campers are really intimidated by the big three kids in both camps but the seven and old campers literally don’t care they’ll be grumpy and instead of being intimidated one of the seven will be like go take a nap homie and its kinda funny

if anyone wants to write an actual story about this pls send it to me im a sucker for stupidly powerful characters

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phantaloon-books · 4 years ago

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I finally read The Tyrant's Tomb and boi I loved this one so much, so here's some my opinion on it (they're not in chronological order)

warning, this is long af and sorry for cursing a bit, I can't help it

Apollo's character arc is lowkey one of the best Rick has written, I'm sorry if you don't agree, but he's gone from wanting others to solve his problems and relying on the halfbloods to intentionally avoiding others doing things for him, volunteering for the quests and saying it should be him that faces the terrible stuff so that demigods and other creatures don't suffer

something really interesting is how his perception of himself has changed, and it's almost worrying how genuinely self depreciating his inner dialogue is, because he no longer sees himself as mighty Apollo, he sees himself as worthless and useless Lester, and his narration is highkey depressing

Also, Apollo disliking and being somewhat disgusted of the god he used to be, realizing the horrible things he had done and how horrible he was and that he looked worse as the former Apollo than as Lester, regretting things he'd done, that's top tier development

(I'm sorry but I love the entire scene with the ravens, the part where he just screams "I'm sorry" it feels as if he isn't just apologizing to the ravens, but to everyone who's been affected by what he's done as a selfish god)

Reyna so openly turning down and laughing at Apollo for suggesting they be together is my favorite thing ever lmao I couldn't stop laughing, like she knew what gods can do if you turn them down (even if it was just mortal Lester) and she didn't give a damn, it was so fucking funny

people say Rick only includes diversity for the sake of including it and to gain popularity, but I still enjoy the fact that he does, because as a teacher he must have had all kinds of students of all religions, colors and sexualities, he includes diversity because he's seen diversity. anyway my point is I love that we have Lavinia, a Jewish lesbian from a Russian family, and she's not ashamed of being any of them

I'm sorry I just love Apollo so much, I've grown to respect him so much, and even if Hermes once said them gods often forget their oaths and promises, I have a feeling Apollo won't ever forget Jason's request that he never forgets what's it like to be mortal

Frank still admiring Apollo despite everything, and despite the fact that he looks like a messed up teen makes me go all uwu

Frank being portrayed as this clumsy and awkward kid but also this powerful and brave leader is my favorite thing ever because I think Frank is underrated and I dare to say that he's one of the strongest demigods we've ever met, even stronger than some of the nig three children

the whole thing about the undead army is honestly so creepy, especially when we see it from Apollo's perspective cause se him slowly succumb to the venom's effect, and that part in Tarquin's tomb where he "calls Lester to be part of his undead" was genuinely disturbing, at least to me

some books in the past have touched the part of the nature spirits not being given enough attention, but I really enjoyed how Apollo comes to realize that he only worries about demigods and gods when all lives are worth the same - mortals, halfbloods, nature spirits, gods, and even monsters

again, I love Apollo's arc, it's just AHH he's becoming so caring of life it just makes me happy

Reyna choosing herself to make herself happy is everything, and inspiring to every single woman who is told by others that they need someone to be happy, I just love it, because self love is the most important love of all

I haven't said anything about it, but man I love Meg and Apollo's friendship, they just care so much for each other, Meg who's so scared of losing her loved ones and Apollo who's so scared of not being able to be loved or to love, but they still love each other, and I'm glad it's not romantic, because yes fraternal love is also what people need, and their friendship is what they need

aurum and argentum being cute doggos rather than the steely (no pun intended) and cold dogs we met in HoO warms my heart. I don't understand why they're so cute and adorable, or maybe that's just how Apollo sees them, but they seem to act like actual dogs in this book

the fact that Reyna never confirmed nor denied being attracted to Thalia just makes me all hyped up, like we love Theyna

Apollo just gives off Eddie Brock vibes throughout the entire book and that's hilarious asf. ever since the start he's said to look like shit, feel like shit and be injured with deathly poison that will turn him to a zombie. if that isn't Venom vibes I don't know what is

I've said it once and I'll say it again, Frank Zhang is one of the strongest demigods Rick has ever introduced in a series, and him facing two immoral and godly in power emperors, burning one to death with his own life fire and injuring the other enough for Apollo to do the final kill is top tier

"If I'm going to burn, I might as well burn bright. This is for Jason." bitch actual goosebumps

We've seen countless deaths before, but something about Frank killing Caligula and Apollo killing Commodus seems so... mature I guess is the word, or well for a more mature audience. I can't describe how or why, but it feels more real, more like actual human death

I can't deal with how human Apollo seems in this book gosh I really am sorry I keep bringing this up, but I feel such warmth

the story of how Frank overcame his curse is actual BS and as much as I love Frank, it makes no sense that they spent all that time thinking of ways to keep the wood secure only for this. idk I mean id that were the case wouldn't the curse had vanished when he broke Thanatos free? he was willing to die then just like against Caligula, so why now but not then?

Don reincarnating into a laurel is peak bittersweet feeling and it actually hurt because in a camp where fauns were seen as dumb and useless, he helped Lavinia organize everything and destroy the canon things on the yachts

I'm still not over Jason's death, he really did deserve better. It makes sense, plotwise, because out of all of the huge characters from the past, Jason, Percy and Annabeth's deaths would impact others the harder, and push them to do better. And I understand that you gotta show, not even the main characters survive sometimes. Still, I'm hurt.

Thalia talking to Apollo during the funeral for the fallen campers made me actually weep. I'm not sure if it was because of Jason, or when Thalia talked about how much Artemis loves Apollo, or when Apollo "accepted" halfblood children of Zeus as his family

Also, you know who deserved better? Harpocrates, damn right he deserved better. I nearly cried when I read his death, cause he embraced it like one would an old friend in happiness. He and the Sybil deserved better. Dakota also deserved better

On the other hand, I tried so hard not to laugh at 2 am as I read Tarquin demand answers from a cat? he genuinely thought a cat would tell him where the Sybilline Books where and I couldn't handle that

This book is cruel but in a much more human way? The maiming of the pegasi wings? that's horrifying, but in such a human way, unlike what we've seen in any of the greek/roman gods series, and it's unsettling

Meg is braver than any of the other demigods were at that age (maybe excepting Nico), cause she's not embarking on a quest to retrieve an item or rescue someone or bring back their sister from the dead, she's facing her own abusive father while aiding a somewhat weak mortal in releasing the oracles and gaining godhood back. what's she getting from it all? absolutely nothing, she's gifted some seeds and she hangs out with unicorns more than other people and she's lost everything, but she's willing to lose more to help her friend. she's heroic like no one else is, because she's the first who doesn’t want anything more than being with her friend (Percy wanted whoever was taken back, Annabeth wanted to be able to be more, Nico wanted to bring back Bianca, even Bianca wanted freedom). the only other person who didn't have somewhat selfish (but kot wrong) interests while doing something heroic at a young age has been Hazel. What I mean is I love Meg and everything she does

Thalia being that chill over Jason's death bothers me so much, as if she wasn't the happiest when she found out the brother she lost 14 years ago was alive after all, and she had a part of her family back, and it was ripped from her, and Thalia is just not one to easily forget or move on from things, it's just unrealistic that she would only need a little furious session of throwing things to be okay with Jason's death as if her brother was not just taken from her all over again. it's impulsive Thalia we're talking about, who fought Percy when dealing with Annabeth going missing, it's just not her to be over his death that quickly. Sorry for Rick but I think differently

I also kinda don't like that Tyson went from being freaking General of the Cyclops, to the guy that has the Sybilline prophecies or whatever, it's important and all, but he would have been of great help during the battle and they had him waiting for help in the shrine hill like his potential went down the drain

but a thing I really loved was how different Camp Jupiter seems from Lester eyes compared from Percy's or Hazel's or Frank's perspective, it's hilarious. The other three see this place where everyone is serious and shit but Apollo just sees beyond the seriousness and it's actually refreshing, cause he's the first not to make CHB seem immature in comparison and like I said before I hated that in previous books

also Reyna laughing watered my plants, cured my depression, and made the world okay again, I just love her

all in all, this is my favorite book of ToA so far, and I'm really excited to see what's to come, and how Apollo and Meg will face Nero and Python, but more than anything I'm looking forward to what will happen to Apollo, and whether if given the choice, he'd go back to being a selfish god or remain mortal for a while, with his newfound friends

Also I really miss Annabeth so can I please see Annabeth, I just want to see her cause she won't deal with Apollo's shit and I can't wait to see that, I miss my girl

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astranne · 4 years ago

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Crossover Harry Potter/Heroes of Olymp

Next idea. But in the beginning, I have to say, I didn’t read the Harry Potter books at all and never really saw a whole movie. Shame on me. And I never really have the time, I mean yes, I could watch it now and so, but I want to do a marathon, it isn’t really the smartest idea, but who cares? So all the stuff I know about Harry Potter is because of Fanfic and Google. I love Draco Malfoy Fics, just because. And this one is too gonna be about Draco. I think Draco became a death eater in fifth year, if I calculated it correctly. But eh, it’s midnight, and I should be sleeping because I’m tired as fuck. Do I care? Nah, not really. Okay so, prepare for long idea and pure mindblow. And another information, Percy Jackson is female (I love these fics) and is called Rhea Atalante Jackson.

So, let’s get started. First, Lucius Malfoy blood adopted Draco. Now you ask, who is his real father? Motherfucking Jupiter. Narcissa knows and raises Draco with stories about the myths. So basically, the reason why Lucius is such an asshole to Draco is because he’s not his trueborn son. To please his father and fool all the other purebloods families, Draco acts like a brat. He still isn’t the biggest fan of muggleborns, but doesn’t hate them. He would really like to be friends with Harry and Hermione, because they are smart and loyal and all the stuff. Ron not so, but yeah, he has to act like they way he acts.

Anyway. When Draco became ten, his mother brought him to Lupa, he passed the test and went to New Rome. There he learned to fight, met his half brother, Jason, and did all the roman stuff they do there. So basically he’s in the summer holidays with his roman family. When he’s twelve, his real father gifts him with a ring. If he pulls it of his finger, it becomes a sword. If he turns the ring right (still on his finger) it becomes a spear, and if he turns left, the ring becomes a bow.

Because Draco went to Hogwarts, he ‘missed’ the Second Titan war. His mother doesn’t want that Dumbledore discovers that there are half bloods. But he still sneaked out and helped the romans as good as he could. And yeah, everything happens a year earlier, so in the Second Titan War, Rhea is fifteen.

Anyway, Voldemort rises and he asks for help. And he knows exactly who.

When the gods are bored, they go to the mortal world and they are often bored. So there is no surprise, when the gods made themself a name in the wizarding world. A random first name and as the family name Olýmpios. Which means olympian. How creative (*cough* I just don’t have better ideas *cough*) Anyway. The stories say, that magic started in greece, with the godess Hecate. And these Olýmpios are descendants of gods. As an example, Poseidon just says he’s a descendant of Poseidon and he’s really good with potions and all water spells. You get it? So, everybody knows, that the greek and roman wizards are the most powerful ones and also have the biggest population. Because they don’t care about this pureblood shit, as they say, for them it’s just important, that the family grows and that they have a heir. Ouf- now let’s go to Voldemorts plan.

So, Voldemort asks for help, and the olympians (well, Zeus, Hades and Poseidon) tell him to fuck of. They had a war, tell him this, and they don’t want to go in a other one. When Voldemort then asks just for like three wizards, like the children of the big three, Poseidon nearly explodes. Because no, his daughter deserves a break! Voldemort almost pisses himself. Well, not almost. He did piss himself. Hades surprisingly is the diplomatic one and says him, he can come a year later. But then Zeus finds out, that Voldemort wants to make Draco a death eater and warns him. If he marks children, they will be at war. Voldemort doesn’t really take him seriously and just nods. Because he’s dumb and thinks he’s the greatest.

So anyway, the whole shit for the Secon Giant war starts, the two camps prepare. Draco finally meets Rhea and the everyone starts betting, when the world ends (destroyed) or they two come together. Draco helps as good as he can in the war, but still has to be careful with Dumbledore and Harry, especially, when Dumbledore molded Harry in the perfect little hero. (Personally, I think Dumbledore is a manipulative litte shit)

Anyway (so many anyways)

The war ends after the fifth year in Hogwarts. Voldemort wants to make Draco a death eater but he informs his father. Mysteriously it storms in England for nearly a week. So, the big three come to the Malfoy Manor (I think Voldemort stays there?) and burst in the middle of a meeting. (Snape is no part of this) Rhea, Jason and Nico are also there, dressed as former preator, ‘priest’ and ambassador of New Rome. The three gods stare Voldemort down, the death eaters just look at the six with wide eyes, until Nico casually says, that Voldemorts soul looks really sick.

“Father, his soul... it’s broken... he should be dead, but... there are missing peaces...” Most of the death eaters understand what he means and don’t really care.

“Say, Voldy... how did you manage that, when you’re not even a part of a purebood family. As I know, there is no way, muggles can split souls in six? Seven parts?”

Slowly everybody turns to Voldemort, who begins to sweat. Now he fucked up. He sees, how the Olýmpios are glaring at him, but the girl just grins. So he does the most stupid thing and attacks her, uses the Imperius Cruse, well he tries. He orders her, to kill her family and she slowly takes out her pen, it becomes her sword and looks with a blank face at her father. Voldemort grins smugly, but then sees, that her father doesn’t try to defend himself. Before he knows, Rhea attacks him. His followers watch helplessly, how he’s dying.

“Never, never try to control someone with the blood of gods, you stupid, ugly, noseless bitch.”

Voldemort is wheezing, but Hades doesn’t let him die. The Olýmpios are summonding all the Horcruxes and destroy them before his eyes. But the final blow was, when Voldemort tried to make one of the Olýmpios against his will to a death eater. Within minutes, Voldemort lost all the support he once had. When all his crimes were exposed, Rhea rammed Riptide in his neck.

Naturally now everyone wants to know, who the other Olýmpios is, so Draco stands besides his brother and father. Zeus explains everything in short words, glaring at everyone, especially at Lucius.

But now the former death eaters have a problem... what to do now? Rhea suggests that they just pretend to be death eaters, until they come up with a new plan. They imidiatly agree, because she was the one who killed Voldemort, resisted an Imperius Cruse and is an Olýmpios. Basically the next Dark Lady.

ugh- I already wrote so much, but I’m not even in the middle, I think...

The three brothers brainstorming (sure a funny thing) and then explain their plans to their children. The magic world is pretty fucked up, this whole pureblood shit is just one thing. But the biggest problem, the idea that the light wizards are good and the dark ones are the bad. Which is not true. Every wizard and every witch is born with a core and this core has a color, between black and white. When you have a dark core, dark spells and rituals are more powerful then the light ones. The same thing with the light cores. And a grey one is just in the middle. Magic is not bad, magic just exists. Use it for good or for bad. Use it for selfish reasons or help others. So, the three gods want the wizarding world to realise that.

Jason has a job to do, Hades wants Nico near to him, which leaves Rhea. She doesn’t want another quest, but when Darco said, he would help her, she just shrugged. So, why not?

Rhea will now attend to Hogwarts, the sixth year. Together with Darco she expands her power and the power of her family and operate in the shadows. (spooky and mysterious) Before Zeus goes back to Olymp, he gifts Draco with a dragon, saying every wizard should have a familiar. (It’s basically Toothlees frome how to tame a dragon, but like twice the size)

So, Rhea begins plotting and in this fic I think, that Rhea is still the cheery demigod but after Tartarus, there is something underneath that. Naturally she tries to hide it, but now, in the middle of politics and all that stuff, she can be ruthless and destroy everybody, who stands in her way. And if something goes wrong, Draco was still near and he can hold up with her. (because he’s a demigod and has magic, so he’s nearly or as powerful as Rhea)

She let’s all the former death eaters swear on styx, that they will never reveal something about the Olýmpios, not without their permission. And then she let’s the biggest bomb drop. She’s the daughter of Poseidon and Draco the son of Jupiter. The wizards and witches are losing their shit, because they have been in the same room with three fucking gods and then the most powerful ones! So, Rhea tells about her world, who she fought, who she pissed of and so on. Draco is grinning like a cheshire cat, when he realizes, that the respect her more, than anybody else. And she didn’t even really realize it, until he told her.

So... Rhea and Draco are pulling strings, making their group bigger and even get some trustworthy ‘light’ wizards and witches in. Slowly but steady they began to expand, word travels fast, after all. And then the 1st September came. Hecate blessed her, giftet her with a wand, but told her she wouldn’t really need it. Poseidon gifted Rhea with a hawk, because owls still hate her (yk, Athena) and brought her to the King’s Cross Station. For the first time Rhea saw her father in a suit, which was totally weird for her. But her father wanted to play with mortals, showing their powers of and such. (a little bit Drama Queen style, but who cares?) So, there is a tall, muscular man, good looking and totally rich and has a gorgeous daughter at his side. She’s wearing a blue woman suit (she began to love them, she looks really badass in them) on her shoulder a hawk and smiling at Draco Malfoy. Nearly everyone observed the Malfoys interact with the two strangers. When then also Blaise Zabini with his mother came and greeted the two, even more tried to listen their conversation. Well, tried. Rhea said good bye to her father with a hug, nodded to the other three adults, while they muttered ‘my lady’. She forced herself to smile, oh how she hated, when someone called her my Lady.

So the three of them stalking of to the train like royality, which they are... well, Blaise was a grandson of Aphrodite, but yeah. So, the three talking in ancient greek, because they are sure some of the students understand more then just latin spell words. Naturally we need some drama, so one Pansy Parkinson please. She asking, who the bloody Merlin this girl is.

“Oh, my apologies. My name is Rhea Atalante Jackson, pleasure to meet you.” Pansy naturally sneered.

“You gather yourself with a mudblood?” Darco is smirking, while Blaise just chuckles.

“Bold of you to asume, that Rhea is a muggleborn, Parkinson.”

“The Jacksons are a small but wealthy pureblood family in America”, which was true, but her mother had been adopted, nobody needed to know that.

“And it is the name of my mother. I am sure you saw my father, no? Well, he is one of the heads of a big greek and roman family.” Pansy paled, she knew exactly, what Rhea hinted.

“But it is good to know, what people truly think, when they see a normal person, no?” Rhea grinned her famous wolf grin, the other girl just fleed.

Word spread like fire and when they arrived, everybody seemed to know, that an Olýmpios was now going to Hogwarts. Well, almost everybody. The golden trio didn’t know. And here comes the next drama. The three are whispering about the new girl, after Ron pointed at her.

“I’m sure, she’s just another pureblood who hates muggleborns”, said Hermione stifly. Rhea smirked and walked next to the three.

“My mother never knew, she had magic, because her parents died, when she was very young and she was adopted, so I lived like a muggle. I had an abusive step-father and was seen as a freak. I meet my father in age of twelve and was nearly killed by my uncles. In age of fiften I fulfilled a prophecy, this summer again. I lived through two wars, lost many friends and loved ones. I am not just another pureblood... I am from the pureblood family. My father is a descendant of Poseidon and so am I. I am an Olýmpios, a descendant of the big three. I have more power than any of you. And we Olýmpios don’t hate muggleborns, we are open minded, not like you, Miss Granger. Prejudices do not help you in the world, I am sure, such a smart witch like you should know that. A good day.” Rhea grinned at Draco, while she walked to him. She hated to talk so formaly, but hey! She also loved to be sassy and piss people off.

The next thing full of drama was her sorting. She would’ve really appreciated, when they did this in private, not when the whole school watched. Because... she also pissed of the sorting hat. Somehow. She told him, not to dig too deep into her memories and not to judge her, but did he listen? No, he saw Tartarus and yelled (the whole school heard it) “What in Merlins name did you down there? Girl, are you mad?”

“Hey! I told you not to-”

“And this! You fought against-” Rhea wanted to kill the hat, while he babbled more.

“Oh, girl! Either you are really really dumb or just too loyal for your own good. It runs probably in the family.” Rhea decided to ignore the comment at the end.

“Well, somebody once told me, I would destroy the world for a friend.” The hat frowned, while the whole school watched.

“Or you would kill yourself, dear Merlin-”

“You nearly killed a bloody go-”

“Don’t! Just tell me, where the Hades I should go!”

“Hmmm... interesting, rather- oh!” Rhea pinched the bridge of her nose by the dramatics of the sorting hat.

“Soo... you are the most loyal witch I ever saw! You are also very brave and smart! But Ravenclaw isn’t the right thing, you are more into battle strategies... hmmm... now... the Gryffindors wouldn’t really survive you and the Hufflepuffs are too proper for you... SLYTHERIN!”

“Thank the gods, fuckin’ talkin’ hat, I swear to Hades, this is just my dam life”, she muttered, while she walked to the Slytherin table. Her housemates cheered loudly, they had an Olýmpios in their house after all.

Hogwarts was Rhea’s favourite school. Nobody tried to piss her off, the headmaster was shit but didn’t talk to her, most teachers were alright or even good. Magic was a funny thing and oh- how she loved, that many teachers were pissed but also impressed that she wrote in ancient greek. But she decided to play nice and wrote in Latin, which impressed her teacher even more. Her and Draco often snuck out in the middle of the night to train and to spend time with Blackjack and Dracos dragon, Nightwing. They killed some monsters, spoke with some centaurs in the forbidden forest and planned new steps.

So. And while all this shit happens there is some sexual tension between Draco and Rhea. Both don’t realise it, until Blaise literally shouts in their face, that they should finally kiss. They do. After some cute awkwardness.

Oh boy- so much... anyway

The two finish 6th school year as a couple, after some drama with other girls. In summer Rhea and Draco hold some meetings and explain, what exactly is their goal. Like, plan the fall of Dumbledore (who still didn’t realize Voldy is dead) and his followers, beat some sense into Harry and spread the Olýmpios’ way of magic through the wizarding world.

And then comes the final year. Probably much drama and some helpless golden trio, which has no idea, what the fuck is going on. Rhea doesn’t care, she watches how the chaos unfolds. In the meanwhile, some of her followers work together with Rita Seeker, to expose Dumbledores crimes. It takes some time, to find all witnesses and proofs, but in the middle of the school year, there is a big article from Seeker. It hurts Dumbledores reputation pretty much, the world finds out, that their hero was placed with abusive muggles and so on.

Dumbledore tries to reduce the damage, but then comes again an article. And again and again. Dumbledore watches helpless, how he looses all his power and followers. Well almost. Hermione can’t belive it, Ron just doesn’t care but Harry has his doubts. He dugs a little deeper and finds out, that the parents never have been notified, when something happend in the school. Harry distances himself from his friends and Dumbledore, who now panics. The hero of the magic world won’t follow him anymore! Rhea takes a swing and talks with him, about nearly everything. He asks about her prophecies and how war really is, how it is to kill someone and all this deep stuff. And he decides, that this Rhea Olýmpios really isn’t like other purebloods. She’s kind, nice, friendly and a talented witch. Slowly, he spends more time with her, which leads automatically to be with other Slytherins, like Draco or Blaise. But Harry doesn’t care anymore. And he sets something in motion, now every house tries to connect more with the others. Well, they try, but Gryffindors are mostly jerks. Harry also admits, before some people, that he would be in Slytherin but asked the hat to sort him with his friends. Word travels fast and now everybody thinks, that Slytherins aren’t that bad. I mean, the hero of the britain wizarding world and an Olýmpios are in this house, so it can’t be that bad.

Dumbledore finally has a talk with Rhea, where she tells him, that Voldemort is dead. He doesn’t belive it, but she just shruggs and tells him, she was the one who killed him. After all, he tried to control her and wanted her to kill her family. Dumbledore is absolutly taken back and has no idea, what to do now. All his hard work, for nothing! While he panics, Rhea just smirks and watches again the chaos to unfold.

Rhea goes again to Rita Seeker and makes an interview. She tells the world, that she killed Voldemort, because he threatend her family and wanted to go at war with them, just because they didn’t support him. She also tells, that she had been already in two wars and doesn’t wants another one. The witches and wizards are losing their shit, everyone tought it would be Harry who would kill him. But then an Olýmpios and just ends this? She also tells about the Olýmpios way to use magic. Many agree with that, Dumbledore and his closest followers just panic, while many literally begin to worship Rhea. It gains her even more respect, when she tells them all to fuck off, she killed Voldy, it’s okay now, please move on.

So, we’re nearly in the end.

When almost the whole magic world follows the way of the Olýmpios, Rhea reveals the final truth. Gods still exist and one of them is her father. They like it, when people burn food for them and so on. Zeus is satisfied, that now more mortals belive in the gods.

Rhea and Draco become the abassadors of the godly world and represent their fathers. They turn the whole wizarding world upside down, improve the politics and all this stuff. And they marry some years later.

Ugh, I’m finally finished. I wrote so much-

Anyway, if there are some mistakes, I wrote this in the middle of the night, I’m swiss and can’t really speak english ._.

If someone wants to make a story, tag me, so I can read it!

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35. Part 4

I’m just sat here thinking how I don’t deserve Robyn at all, the things she does, how she goes the extra mile to hold down her own people, her own family. She’s such a loving soul and honestly nobody actually sees that they see her as bossy, bitchy, overpowering. I mean a lot think she is a whore and she actually isn’t; yes she has shown her body off but that is because she is comfortable in her body, I am going to do right by her and try so hard to do everything I can with Aeko because she is looking to me to take charge and of course she is there to help me but she doesn’t deserve me to sit there and look to her, even now. She is warming up the milk for him “I was about to say, not the breast milk” Robyn snorted laughing with the carton of milk in hand “not the golden juice baby” I said, “it proved that you have been drinking it haven’t you?” I shrugged not denying or admitting to such act “is it nice?” Robyn asked “don’t play me, you have tried it too” she shook her head but I know she has “I cannot confirm or deny such an act” I grinned “you are nasty” she pointed at me “so before stores close, once he has drank this I want you to go with him, let him choose things but when it comes to getting a toy maybe hide it that you are” nodding my head “oh wait, I don’t have a car seat for him. I can’t?” Which I don’t “oh shit; erm” Robyn paused thinking “I think we got gifted a booster seat, it’s in the spare room in the house, the one where has all the stuff everywhere. Fenty is still getting things, but in there I know there is a booster seat” look at Robyn coming to save the day “erm, and what I want you to do is buy another while you are out there. I’m gonna call up and get a bodyguard, you need it when going further out into the city and also you got Aeko with you, and I’m gonna need which stores you’re going too” Robyn said, nodding my head “oh why?” I questioned “I’m gonna get Jen to call the paparazzi on you, shopping with your son” pulling a face at Robyn “just leave it to me, need to create a little drama. Because that bitch is gonna be post up somewhere else, he’s here. Let them start guessing” oh Robyn is trying to play dirty.

Getting off of the bar stool “you think he will like me?” I didn’t think Robyn would be stood here asking for approval of anyone, it shows she cares “he will, I think with Aeko he’s just shy and needs time but to see him looking at you smiling. I really think that bitch didn’t play your music, he doesn’t know who you are which is odd” Robyn held out the bottle to me “I like that I have met a man that doesn’t know me by being Rihanna but give it a few days. And then we can come with a plan together and stop this bottle business but it’s gonna be weird because I mean of course we are going to California, also I can’t wait for your mother to catch those pictures, she’s gonna hate that you’re alone with your son” Robyn sniggered “true but I want you to give it him, I’m just thinking it’s weird. We gonna have problems if he sees you breastfeeding and he wants the breast” Robyn laughed out “stop it” following behind Robyn “I can’t wait to have sex with you, like I’m getting to the point where I even find your feet sexual. I’m getting some foot fetish” Robyn turned to look at me all wide eyed “I think you need to stop giving me feet massages you’re getting a fetish now” I think she is right, looking down at Robyn booty which made me bite my bottom lip, I need it.

Walking into the room and everyone is ever so quiet, for once. Monica is here too “ba dad” why is my son got a pacifier too “ugh where you get that from?” I pointed “Penny did” sighing out “he helped himself, it was on the side” Jen said “leave it” Robyn intervened “I have it” he pointed at the milk “you say please now, and take that pacifier out bro. You don’t need that” I don’t like this at all “just let him, please Chris. Here” Jen shrugged as I made eye contact with her “yeah” he took the bottle from Robyn “sit down” Robyn said to me but I’m about to snatch that bottle and pacifier from him because what is this “I’m not the most cleverest person with bringing up kids but I know he’s too grown for that, what is happening!?” Sitting down on the couch “blame his mother Chris, what can I say. Just don’t want you to go hard on him, you need to wait it out. We can do this together, but she hasn’t weaned him off anything, she’s an ignorant bitch for doing this to him. I’m shocked he’s trained to go toilet?” She got a point “I don’t even think he is barely, he peed on the seat and I got annoyed” I am just annoyed “you need to watch him Chris, you really do. And I need you to be here with me for this also because I am not his parent and right now he is trying to get accustomed to me, I don’t want to be the person to tell him off. I want you to be the man to show him right from wrong, if he is peeing wrong, teach him Chris. Don’t just look at him and scold him, he is doing what he has been taught by the bitch that left him at our doorstep right, we are going to do this together. I just need you to be around until we are both on the same page with who I am and who he is to me. But I will be of course supporting you” Robyn is right, I can lose my temper quick with dumb shit “but I like that you are already picking up what is right and wrong, I like that you know at that age he shouldn’t drinking bottle of milk and having a pacifier but for now, let him ok? He is comforting himself” nodding my head not happy.

I find it amusing that we are watching PJ masks with him, like this shit is an interesting show “Christopher” Monica said my name, looking away from the TV “yes momma?” Robyn cooed out “yes momma? That is so cute” Robyn chuckled “just watching your boy, he seems so content with watching TV doesn’t he?” nodding my head “because I know she just lets him do that, just watch TV and that is it” shaking my head “doggy!” Aeko yelped out, Zeus has slowly made his way into the room, he looks so over it today “aye!” I spat, he is going to Fenty’ crib, he likes to check on her every time. He made his way over to me “I hate that you have left his tail so fluffy, you’re so ugly for that” Robyn said which made me laugh “he likes it, don’t you boy” patting his head “I play” Aeko ran over “you can, but I thought you drink your milk” looking over at the bottle that I can tell he threw but milk is slowly dripping from the bottle onto the couch, looking over at Aeko that is climbing on Zeus “no, don’t climb on him” reaching over and grabbing Aeko “go back there and pick up the bottle, you’re ruining the couch, go on” I said, Aeko went to go and clean his mess “you better run before he comes back” Aeko is looking to sit on my dog.

Aeko came back over to me placing the pacifier in his mouth again, he climbed onto my lap with his blankie in hand. Catching Monica staring at my son, I think she is questioning things and so am I “maybe you need to go and get his things, don’t you think. Before it gets late, take Jah with you. And the bodyguard should be here soon” Aeko turned to look at Robyn, he took his pacifier from out of his mouth and held it out to her “you don’t need this anyways, give it Robyn” he put it back in his mouth “out here taking pacifiers and shit” Robyn side eyed me “you got beautiful coloured hair Aeko” Robyn complimented and he grinned touching the top of his head, he is smiling so much the pacifier fell out from his mouth “my binkie bobyn, mine!” he grabbed it again “bobyn huh” I chuckled “you’re funny son, but ok. We shall go I guess, thank you though. Like how you are with everything, with me, even him” Robyn shook her head “Chris, I never blame the kids. He is so innocent in this, my heart aches to know he has been thrown to us like this, I am not upset or angry. I just want the best for us, for him, for our little family. Who am I to blame a child for the stupidity of his parent?” Robyn is too good “I love you” I mean it too.

Shaking the hand of the store assistant in Childsplay clothing “welcome Chris, we was aware that you were arriving so we closed the store for you” stepping and turning to Jah “yeah thank you, so” I breathed out “I am going to look around for Fenty too, but also Aeko and get some stuff” Jah said as he walked off, Dennis is with us filming of course “come on Aeko, let’s get some clothes. So we need pretty much everything, like everything so erm. Shall we start with pants yeah? Shall we get some big boys boxers like daddy” holding my head out, Aeko held my hand “follow me sir, we have a range you can choose from” following the assistant “I mean I am unsure of the size; he is four. He is skinny as shit, like me but he tall but I think maybe go for a bit bigger size?” looking behind me at Dennis “I am struggling, I don’t even know” I laughed saying to the camera “I think stick to the age, or get both age sizes and then he will grow into them” the assistant is right “we get you some big boys boxers, you a big boy now. Can’t be wearing no baby things” I am so angry that she did that, like what if he had a mishap, anything could happen.

My son is crazy funny “why do you want to wear a hat for? You like it” he nodded his head as I tied his shoes again, we have done nothing but try clothes on but I think we have the perfect size for him “is everything ok in there?” the assistant asked “yeah, you can come in” I said, getting up from my position. Picking Aeko up and placing him down “he likes the hat, just put it through for him” he won’t take the Fendi hat off now, I think because it has bunny ears, I don’t know why “that is ok, erm there is paparazzi outside if you aren’t aware, your bodyguard is loading the car as we speak. I didn’t think you would be buying so much” nodding my head pushing Aeko out “yeah, well we didn’t have anything at the home for him” steeping out of the changing rooms “I have picked out the perfect outfit for Fenty and Aeko, like they are matching cute” Jah has been shopping a lot “good, do you think I got everything I needed? I don’t want you to tell me and say we forgot something” I have bought a lot of clothes so I can’t be lacking “you been buying so have I, we are good” I know this is going to be a few bands all this clothing.

Robyn and this bright idea of paparazzi, she is clearly trying to play some game which I will play and I don’t mind “come on sir” the white guy said to me, some random bodyguard hired. Aeko didn’t even look to see if I was with him, he just walked out and the paparazzi didn’t do anything but take pictures upon pictures of Aeko and then me as I smiled at my son just waving “aye, come on. Get inside the car now” grabbing his arm “I can strap him in” Jah offered, lifting Aeko in the car “listen to Jahleel now” closing the car door “Chris! Are you happy that your son is with you? How is Rihanna” getting in the driver’s seat ignoring them “I just want to say Jah, thank you. Like y’all been so good to me, my son. Like the bond you all have is sweet, thank you” I feel the love a lot “that’s my bitch for life and also, you’re good to her, to us so who are we to be rude. You’re in the circle too, so is my ginger spice latte, hello” looking behind me laughing “ginger spice latte? It’s rather fitting but stop” I can say stop but he won’t stop for anyone, Jah will annoy you but he’s harmless “there we go friend, now shall we honestly get a ginger spice latte?” he ain’t getting shit.

“What are you staring at? You can’t just stand there and stare at me like I just slapped you, I am sorry but you can’t just sleep here and leave your son across the other side of the home, we didn’t have the time to do a whole change over that quick, we can soon but I am sorry Chris, you need to go and be with him” I am so sad, like I just don’t even want to think about the fact I can’t be in my own bed “I don’t like it” I mumbled “I am rather happy, I get the bed to myself, just me and Fenty living our best lives. No weird looks from her perverted dad” Robyn giggled; she is so happy about this “wow! Fucking wow, you’re actually happy about this, how can you be so happy” I am complaining “since my husband bought everything for Aeko but didn’t get him a toothbrush” I scoffed “he can use mine, it doesn’t matter” I knew I would forget something “he is a child, so now you can tomorrow go out when you go for your walk in the morning, he needs it. I made sure the room is ready for you. You need to be nice to him and cuddle him” rolling my eyes “I rather jerk off to you breastfeeding thanks” I stormed out.

I combed Aeko’ hair back “you going to say night night to everyone” Robyn told me to bring him down, also he asked for milk like he wasn’t just fed “I see baby” he asked, nodding my head “you can, I like your robe it’s cute, but come. Let’s go in the other room and see “Fenty” rubbing the back of my head walking out of the room, I helped Aeko get ready into his night clothes in the next room downstairs because all of the clothes are here and not upstairs right now. He ran off ahead of me not even knowing where he is going “in the room jack jack, pushing the door open” he was quick coming back to me “is he all ready for bed?” Jah said “ginger spiced latte, come to me boy” Aeko ran inside “ginger spiced latte!” Jen shouted and then laughed out “he looks rich as fuck, like he goes to a private English school, oh my god. He is the sweetest” Mel spat, Aeko got shy and hid behind me “y’all are just something else, but hey, look at Fenty mommy got there” I pointed, Robyn wanted to give him the gift “for being a big brother” moving to the side, Aeko is staring at Robyn but not sure what to do “look” he pointed ahead “for you, it’s a gift” he started giggling jumping up and down “for me!” he clapped “I go and get it?” nodding my head “and you say thank you and you give Robyn a hug too” I wonder if he will, Aeko shyly started walking over to Robyn “PJ mask daddy!” I mean I had to get him something he likes “that for me? Penny sleeping” Aeko looked at me “she is, go and get your toy then” he is so unsure, he doesn’t know if to get the toy or run “come on, you can take it” Robyn said “I kiss Penny” he pointed, he really likes Fenty a lot and I love to see it “of course, come here” Robyn waved him over and he was quick to move to her “you show love to baby sister” watching him kiss Fenty carefully but then got so shy with Robyn watching him “you are a cutie aren’t you” he just giggled, he’s really just caring for Fenty then the gift “I ain’t forget what you said before you stormed off, you are nasty as hell Chris” I shrugged not caring “but it’s not a lie and I am not ashamed either” Robyn giggled shaking her head at me “anyways, I am glad you are down there, Mel is gonna sleep in bed with me actually” looking behind me at Mel “don’t be jealous nigga” she put a finger up at me “mommy being mean to me, she won’t give me milk Aeko, tell her” I said laughing “you are nasty, shut up. Ignore him, he is not nice at all” Robyn is getting red for no reason, I mean I haven’t said much.

#Chrianna #chrianna ff #chriannaff #fanficton #fanfiction #fanfic

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wizardessheart-sideb · 4 years ago

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Image ID: A chapter image done in the style of Wizardess Heart. A large, off-white imagine with a guy on it. He’s wearing a dark gray uniform. There’s a lavender bar over him that reads “Tsukasa Kuze.” The rest of the text reads “Main Story” and “Chapter 2: On the Very First Day” /End ID]

Chapter summary: It's my first day of classes and things are harder than I thought they'd be. And now something strange happens with Tsukasa...

The shrill ringing of my alarm woke me up and immediately my stomach was rolling. The strong smell of bacon and something sweet was strong in my room. If anything, it made my nausea worse. I didn’t even open my eyes as I turned my alarm clock off. Did I really have to get out of bed? Couldn’t I just sleep a little longer?

Five more minutes wouldn’t hurt…I plucked the clock from my nightstand and just as I was about to reset it, there was loud knocking on my door.

“Time to wake up! If you keep sleeping, you’ll miss breakfast!” Isabelle’s voice shouted from the other side. Ugh… With my stomach feeling so gross, maybe that’d be for the best. Would I be able to keep anything down right now, anyway?

“Okay, thanks, Isabelle!” I replied as cheerfully as I could given how little sleep I’d gotten. I groaned as I got out of bed. I hadn’t even done anything yet and I already felt dead tired. Somehow, I stumbled through getting dressed and ready for the day.

When I stepped out of my dorm room, the smell of breakfast just intensified. The door to our kitchen was open and as soon as she caught sight of me, Isabelle waved me in.

“Oh, there you are! We were wondering when you’d get up,” Aika greeted me. She was seated at the table, blonde hair tucked into a neat bun and make up done. How did she have energy for that? It felt so early, even though I knew it wasn’t.

“Your food’s gonna get cold,” Dorian spoke up. He was standing at a counter, pouring batter into a fancy-looking waffle maker.

“You made me breakfast?”

“Of course he did,” Isabelle said. “He cooks all our meals.”

“He’s totally the daddy of our dorm suite,” Aika added.

“How dare you make me go through the five stages of grief this early in the morning,” Isabelle hissed. Aika just shrugged, taking a sip of her cocoa.

“What? I’m not wrong,” she commented nonchalantly. “Also it’s like, eight in the evening.”

“YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT!”

Unsure of what to say, I just grabbed the plate of food Dorian brusquely shoved towards me and sat down across from Isabelle, who now had her head down on the table. Dorian sighed and grabbed his own plate, sitting across from Aika. I cut into the fluffy omelet and cheese started spilling out. Dang, Dorian’s really making some fancy stuff.

“So, are you nervous?” Isabelle asked me, sitting up, chin resting on her hands.

“Oh, um… yeah, a little,” I told her.

“You’ll be fine. Your class has some total sweethearts,” she reassured me. That’s a relief. I already knew Tsukasa was a classmate, and if everyone was like him, I’d be able to make friends fast.

“You mean there’s four decent people out of fifteen in their class,” Dorian muttered under his breath. My stomach had slowly stopped feeling sick, but thanks to that quip, the nausea was back. There’s only four nice people in my class?

“I mean, that’s better than none!” Isabelle said hurriedly. She pouted before smiling at me. “Ugh, whatever. Anyway, you’re going to be fine. Your class is small and as long as you stick to the nice ones, you’ll be fine. You have Tsukasa, but you also have Hiro and Clive and you’ll love them.”

“Fandamilia is also very nice but jeez, she’s so energetic when she’s not drunk,” Dorian added. Aika glared at him, fixing her posture to be pin-straight.

“Dorian, are you trying to start a fight at the breakfast table?!” Her voice was harsh. Cold. She nervously glanced over to Isabelle, who had a similar look of fury on her face like Aika had had moments ago. “Isabelle, ignore him.”

“Don’t befriend Fandamilia,” Isabelle commanded.

“Our newbie can befriend who they want. Fandamilia is nice and even though she has her faults, she still deserves to have friends,” Dorian argued heatedly.

“Uh…” How was I supposed to react to this? It’s not like I knew Fandamilia and could say anything to support Isabelle or Dorian. There was no other choice but to just sit there and watch the scenario implode before my eyes.

“Isabelle doesn’t get along with Fandamilia anymore,” Aika whispered to me. But that didn’t really do anything to clear this up. Why didn’t they get along? Why were they friends in the first place? Why do I need to avoid Fandamilia? Dorian sighed and sat his teacup down onto the table a bit too forcefully, some tea sloshing over the side.

“Look, befriend her or don’t. Make the choice for yourself and not because Isabelle told you to,” he told me. His eyes were burning and I couldn’t do anything but sit there and wither under the pressure. Isabelle just rolled her eyes.

“I’m just trying to save them some heartache. It sucks when you befriend someone and then they try to justify some jerk’s terrible behavior,” she said. Oh. I guess that explains a little more. But I still wish I could get the full picture.

“I don’t like him either, but Fandamilia needs friends that aren’t Zeus,” Dorian said. “How do you expect her to grow if she doesn’t make more friends?”

“I don’t think you can even call them friends. He doesn’t really acknowledge her,” Aika lamented. She sighed, stirring her cocoa. “She should just summon herself a boyfriend like I did.”

“What?” Did I hear that right? No, there’s no way I heard that right.

“Oh, a gender-reversed take on the ‘hur dur my wife’s a demon’ boomer joke. Classy. Innovative. Straights can keep their rights now,” Isabelle retorted.

“Oh my God, shut up. If I can’t be the cute one, I have to be the funny one,” Aika replied, just as fiery. Dorian just pouted at Isabelle.

“I can’t believe you’d call me or Aika straight. I might be dating Aika but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a nice, tall man willing to destroy this -”

“I HATE THIS FAMILY!” Aika shrieked. Dorian just snickered instead of finishing his sentence, but it’s not like I didn’t know what he was going to say. Part of me wanted to say, “let him speak,” but I don’t know if I can really joke around with them like that yet.

There was a knock on the wall and when I turned around in my seat, I saw Tsukasa sheepishly standing there. Everyone straightened up a bit.

“Oh, hey, Tsukasa. Care to join us?” Isabelle asked, starting to get up. But Tsukasa just shook his head and Isabelle plopped back down into her chair.

“No, thank you,” he told her before turning to face me. “I came to see if you were ready to head to class.”

“Me?!” It made my heart flutter a little bit, as strange as it was.

“Oh, really now…” Dorian commented, voice low. Aika reached over and lightly smacked Dorian’s arm at his mischievous tone. Something about it made me flustered and I started looking around wildly for my bag.

“Oh, um, give me a moment to do dishes,” I said. I started to stand up, but Dorian snapped and in an instant, my dishes floated into the sink.

“I take care of the dishes. Don’t worry about it,” he said, flashing me a smile.

“Are you sure?” I didn’t want to just let him do all the work, especially since he made breakfast.

“This is how it always is,” Aika told me. “Don’t let us keep you.”

“If you say so…” I grabbed my bag before joining Tsukasa. We fell in step with each other as we made our way to the classrooms.

“How did you sleep this morning?” he asked.

“I was out. The trip yesterday was more exhausting than I realized,” I laughed. Part of me wondered if I should bring up last night. He wasn’t really having a good time, but if he came to get me, then he must be feeling a bit better. And besides, maybe it wasn’t my place to pry into his life. “It’s weird how tiring travel is.”

“I know, right?” he said, a large smile on his face. “When my brother and I moved here, we were both so exhausted from the trip that we slept for a full day once we got to our inn.”

“You moved here?”

“Yeah. My brother and I lived in Hinomoto all our lives, but we moved to Gedonelune four years ago. It was right after my fourteenth birthday.”

“Oh, that’s exciting. Do you like it here?” I’d lived in Reitz my whole life. I didn’t really know much about Hinomoto other than it was an archipelago east of us. That was it, basically.

“I do. Hinomoto was really nice and I wouldn’t mind moving back, but I really like Gedonelune and I’m glad Azusa had us move.” That must be his brother. “We used to live in the imperial court and while it was nice living in luxury, I’m not a huge fan of having so many rules. I think some rules are necessary, but there were some that were just dumb.”

As Tsukasa told me about his life living among royalty, we got to campus. The hallways were full of students just milling around and it was the same inside our classroom. There were already some students in their seats, reading or sketching absentmindedly or just staring off into space. No one acknowledged us when we came in and no one said a word as Tsukasa lead me to the front row and sat down. I took the seat next to him, to the right of a girl with a big, green ponytail full of curls and in front of a guy with black hair with bleached ends. I quickly got my things out of my bag. I wanted to ask him how difficult classes were, but it’s not like I could now. What if someone overheard and made fun of me? The girl next to me didn’t seem like she’d notice since she was fidgeting with some paper, but the guy behind me had bad vibes radiating from him.

The bell abruptly rang and the remaining students filed in quickly. The girl next to me slumped a bit and put her paper away, taking out a notebook. The nerves in my stomach started to act up as more people came inside. This was really happening. My very first day of classes at Gedonelune Royal Magic Academy! I just hoped I could keep up with everyone else. Prefect Nox walked into the classroom, a smile on his face. Okay, this wasn’t bad at all! I had Tsukasa here with me and I had Prefect Nox teaching my first class!

“Okay, everyone here? Good. Let’s get started.” Nox leaned against the podium, eyes lazily scanning the classroom. We locked eyes and his grin widened. “Although, I guess I should introduce our new student.”

“Oh!” I shot up out of my chair, waving nervously to the rest of the class. Apathetic eyes met mine, if they looked up at all. Tsukasa was the only one who greeted me with a smile. That melted some of my nervousness away. “Hi, I’m the new transfer student!” I gave them my name. “Let’s, uh, let’s do our best to get along.”

“Sounds fake, but whatever,” someone spoke up. I couldn’t tell who it was. The rest of the class snickered and I sunk back into my seat. I glanced over to Tsukasa, but he was glaring at another student.

“That was rude.” Yikes, what that really Tsukasa talking back?! Sure, I didn’t know him well, but for him to sound so angry and ready to throw down was disconcerting, to say the least.

“Hey, let’s not get into a fight, okay?” Nox spoke up quickly. “Let’s just let it go and start class.” He just plowed on, telling us to open our books. I reached out and tapped Tsukasa’s shoulder, leaning in towards him.

“Thank you,” I whispered. He smiled.

“Don’t mention it.” I’m so lucky to have Tsukasa in my class. But now I see what Dorian was talking about. People seem like they can be really snide here.

“All right, today we’re working on defensive magic,” Nox announced. “I know it doesn’t seem as cool as offensive magic, but if you can’t use defensive magic, you’re as good as dead in a fight. We’ll be going elemental shields today, specifically water. Can someone tell me what you’d call water when casting a spell?” Everyone’s eyes dropped to the ground, trying to avoid Prefect Nox’s eyes. “Fandamilia?”

“Uh… Aqua?” The girl with green curls answered, uncertain.

“Correct. Keep up the hard work, Millie.” She beamed. So that’s Fandamilia. She didn’t look at all like I imagined. She didn’t look at all like the mean girls from movies. “For today’s class, you’ll have to create a shield large enough to protect yourself and your partner. I’ll fire attacks at you and let’s hope your shields are strong enough. Get in pairs and then get in horizontal line from that wall to this one.”

My stomach knotted itself. The shield didn’t sound bad enough, but Prefect Nox testing it? That was what worried me. I looked around me, looking for a partner.

“Tsukasa? Do you want to partner up?” I asked him.

“I’d love to.” Again, he gave me one of those lovely warm smiles. Even though I was nervous about the assignment, seeing him smile settled my nerves. “Um… Would you like me to go first?”

“Oh, um, no, I can go first if you like,” I replied.

“All right. That’s fine with me.” I just nodded. We got in line and Prefect Nox, of course, went to the end closest to us. I could throw up then and there. I stared at the textbook, hoping that somehow, it’d help me conjure the shield easier. Student after student had success and my nausea got worse and worse. Prefect Nox arrived to us and I took a deep, shaky breath.

“O water, protect us from harm! Suctum aqua!” I waved my hand a large shield of still water appeared. I… I did it?! I’d never tried this spell before. Thank goodness it worked.

“That’s a great size,” Nox commented. “But let’s see if it’ll hold up. Sagitta aqua!” Several arrows of water easily pierced my shield and splashed into me. I coughed, letting the water drip out of my mouth. My shield dissipated. “Your shield looked a little thin. Next time, make it a little thicker and maybe try getting the water to swirl. That should help deflect some attacks,” he told me.

“Thank you.” I’m the first person in class to fail… I can’t cry. I’m not going to be the first person to fail AND the person who cried in class on their first day.

“水! (Mizu!)” Tsukasa quickly drew symbols into the air and a shield appeared. It was much smaller than anyone else's and Prefect Nox frowned.

“I think it needs to be bigger, but I’ll go ahead and attack. Sagitta aqua.” Again, water arrows went flying to Tsukasa. He lifted his shield but as soon as the arrows hit it, the whole thing broke and sprayed water on not just him, but me and the girl on his other side.

“I’m sorry, you two,” he said. He pulled out a handkerchief and gave it to me.

“Next time, make your shield bigger and keep it together. A shield that breaks means you’re going to get some serious injuries,” Nox critiqued.

“Thank you.” Prefect Nox went over to Lyza and I saw Tsukasa’s shoulders slump ever so slightly. As awful as it was, part of me was relieved I wasn’t the only one that failed. But at the same time, I felt bad that Tsukasa had failed too. I put my hand on his bony shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. He turned to me and mirrored me, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Maybe we were going to be okay. A few more minutes passed and Prefect Nox reached the end of the line.

“All right, those were all good first tries,” Nox announced. “Let’s do this again and keep in mind my constructive criticism.” I almost gagged. Again?! We have to do this all over again?!

We didn’t improve much and by the time we were back in our seats, I was ready to take a nap. Who knew classes would be so exhausting?

“Good work today, guys. Here’s today’s results,” Nox said. He snapped his fingers and a large list appeared on the blackboard. My stomach dropped to the floor as I read the names and realize what it was. It was our names and our scores for the day. I kept reading and saw mine and Tsukasa’s names at the bottom of the list with only a few points each. Some kids were cheering, others gloating about how well they did. I just wanted to disappear into thin air.

“Are you okay?” Tsukasa’s gentle voice was in my ear, his hand on my shoulder.

“No. Why are our scores up on the board?”

“It’s like that for every class. It’s supposed to motivate us, but I think it’s kind of terrible.”

“No kidding.”

The rest of my classes didn’t go that well and by the time the final bell rung, I was ready to go back to my room and die in peace. Everyone was pretty quick to leave the classroom as I sluggishly put my stuff away.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Tsukasa inquired. I just sighed.

“Yeah, I guess. I didn’t know things were going to be so intense here,” I replied.

“I know what you mean. These classes are hard and on top of that, they make it like a competition.”

“I don’t see how this makes anyone motivated.”

“Everyone here is kind of competitive. Well, most everyone.” Somehow, that didn’t make things better. “If you’re worried about your grades, how about we go study together?” Tsukasa suggested. I didn’t know how much he could help me, but it’d be nice to suffer with someone else.

“Sure. We can go study for a while.” Wallowing in self-pity will have to wait. After all, I guess I do have to study hard so I’d be accepted as an official student.

The halls were already cleared of students, but in the distance I could hear faint chatter coming from near the entrance of campus. Hm. I wonder what that is? Tsukasa lead me down the hall and to two large wooden doors.

“I’m sure there will be some study rooms open for us,” Tsukasa said as he held the door open for me.

The library was massive. Shelves lined the walls and were standing proudly on the floor like soldiers, lined up perfectly and precisely. Tables were shoved into any space they could find that was out of the way of traffic. Tsukasa lead me through the stacks and to the back wall. Several doors lined the walls. Next to them were windows looking in to empty rooms. Again, Tsukasa opened a door and motioned for me to go in.

“Thank you.” What a gentleman. It was a cozy little room. There was a blackboard in addition to the table and chairs. Tsukasa took the seat across from me and started pulling his textbooks out.

“So, what do you want to study?” he asked.

“Uh…” “Everything” would be a bad answer, wouldn’t it? “Gosh, I don’t know… Is there anything you want to work on?”

“I don’t have a preference,” he responded. Great. More pressure. I know he was probably trying to be polite, but I had no idea what to do.

“Um… Man, I really don’t know. I feel like I have to work on everything,” I sighed, leaning back in my chair, arms crossed.

“We can study whatever you need to. I’ve got all night.”

“I don’t want you to ignore what you need to do for me, though. My failures shouldn’t cost you anything.”

“Hey, don’t say that.” He leaned in closer to me. “I’m not sacrificing what I need to do. We’re working together on things we both need. This is a two-way street.” Something about his words reassured me. It sounded so mature and certain. Well, maybe mature wasn’t the right word. Perhaps authoritative was a better term. He looked so strong in that moment. But in a second, he quickly looked away. “Sorry, was that weird? My brother says it all the time so I thought it would be comforting…”

“Pft… Haha!” The switch from confident to shy struck me as funny. But at the same time, it was so sweet he’d try comforting me when we hardly knew each other.

“It was comforting. Thank you, Tsukasa. I really appreciate it,” I told him. We shared smiles. All of a sudden, the crescent moon brooch on his cloak start to glow.

“What’s with your brooch?” he asked. Huh?

“Is mine glowing too?!” I asked.

“Wait, mine’s glowing?!”

We looked to our brooches and saw them glowing brighter and brighter until the light seemed to shoot out of the brooches. Sparkles mixed it the air and exploded like a firework, beautiful and fleeting.

“That’s pretty, but… What is that?” I asked him. He shrugged.

“Were you trying to cast something?”

“No. Were you?”

“No.” Then what was it? “I know sometimes if you sing well enough, magic crystals can form in the air. Maybe this is something like that? With friendship?” Friendship… Does he see me as a friend? … I suppose I see him as a friend…

“I… I guess it is.” Something about this situation felt so odd. It didn’t feel threatening or something, or bad, but still. I wondered what that magic was all about. Even as Tsukasa and I shared a smile over our new friend status, I still couldn’t help but wonder what had happened.

#tsukasa kuze #shall we date wizardess heart #wizardess heart fan route #tsukasa kuze: kind spirit

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thattimdrakeguy · 5 years ago

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I know I just literally posted a picture that Bendis posted on Instagram about Young Justice.

But it just bums me out how in general it seems like Young Justice is already the series Bendis cares the least about that he’s currently wrting. It’s now just that other thing he does, and all the hype has vanished from it already even just from the general fanbase.

No one even really cares that Tim’s getting a new name, if anything people are either heavily upset about the dumb decision, or simply “oh that’s neat, maybe, I suppose, I trust Bendis so I’ll see how it is” or at least from the general standpoints I’ve being seeing online, perhaps a pure “meh” in there, but I am sure there is at least one guy other than Bendis that is excited about it somewhere, because there’s always at least a few guys that’s excited about something no matter how the quality is for better or worse. However regardless, there was no build up towards the incredibly out of no where name change that has people scared, it’s a super sudden decision. The brand new costume for the apparent name change doesn’t fit his personalty because it’s gut wrenching-ly generic and absent of the personality the Gleason costume gave Tim again after years of costumes that never quite suited him. The hype is just missing, I mean I hate the decision to change Tim’s name in general, but even just for other peeps, in general a name change has typically implied importance, but no one seems to really give a crap about this besides the odd few I’ve seen. It’s mostly just pure disdain from those who’ve been paying attention and are aware of it.

People already probably forgot about Cassie’s interactions with Zeus in issue 2, I mean heck, I have a feeling Bendis already forgot about it. Is that ever even gonna come back after being the biggest story in issue TWO of Young Justice? Or that just there because Bendis wanted to make Cassie important by putting her in issue 2, even if it goes no where and doesn’t do much of importance after the first arc (potentially anyways. I sure hope she’s important, she deserves it, and the second issue. Do not get me wrong). I’m so scared that it was only there for build up for a story that may never come into fruition.

Even though people were mad about it, I bet lots of people forgot Conner had a wife and a kid on Gemworld, because besides the first issue they appeared in they haven’t been important since and are already gone, probably to barely be brought up ever again, except maybe some possible flashbacks. Honestly I’d like flashbacks, I enjoyed them, but I have a feeling most people wouldn’t be excited about it because either they hated the random inclusion or they just forgot already and are instantaneously meh about it from lack of excitement.

When DC announced Young Justice was coming back the return was so hyped up by fans of the characters, the energy around the first revealed pieces of art for the series was insane, it was so exciting. It felt like it was going to entirely make up for the New 52 Teen Titans. All the character’s where back as they were, with modernized costumes that actually SUITED the characters instead of just bland “cool” costumes that I kept seeing and saw before.

Now it didn’t even take a full arc and people already don’t care anymore.

Gleason left, leaving an artist that doesn’t have an art style that feels like Young Justice to draw every new issue.

Story-lines are already being forgotten only a mighty 7 issues in.

No one’s excited for the new ones, people barely even react to hearing the new ones.

They’re already taking away the stuff that made people so hyped up to begin with.

and Bendis himself barely brings it up as much anymore. He’s already onto the next thing just to leave Young Justice behind besides for the fact he continues to write it for his job.

Those first few issues were amazing besides (mostly) insignificant problems to a large number of fans. Now even the fans are barely even talking about it anymore besides some casual “Oh I like Young Justice” and occasional fan art.

I’m not saying it can’t be better, and perhaps the stupid name change may still be a red herring. For all I know John Timms will get better at making the series feel like itself again and so forth, but it’s a heart crushing feeling about how it descended to such mediocre feelings this fast.

It’s not even really bad, just meh, and in the latest issue they were already struggling to give all the members something to say. We still don’t have a status quo. It just feels like something Bendis accepted to do because he liked the source and he knew that the fans would be excited, and he had a couple ideas for it, so he decided to do it and write his idea. Then stuff kept happening, and he didn’t put the most thought into his ideas and stuff just feels like it already dropped the ball.

Bendis is a writer I’m still a fan of, I still like the older stuff he’s written, and despite me hating his story choice for Tim, he’s still the guy who’s written Tim the best in the past decade. None of the other writers even come close. So I can’t complain there. I’m only complaining about the stuff I genuinely have a problem with. He isn’t Lobdell/Tynion levels of crappy Tim writing, but when it seemed like such a perfect match of writer and character to me after reading Ultimate Spider-Man, it feels having such a major decision that sucks so harshly, come so fast, is something that sucked a part of my soul out a bit.

It’s like there’s enough small problems that add up more than anything else for the majority of it.

There isn’t tons of giant problems all the time like there was in Super Sons (another series I was looking forward too, although not nearly as much) where things were going wrong from the beginning with logic issues, tone issues, out of character moments, and a contrived/forced nature. Like Super Sons let me down way harsher than Young Justice, and Young Justice had way more hype for me because of the characters involved with it. So it’s not exactly the same situation that way, even though they’re both series I’ve talked about how they’ve let me down before. It’s just different.

Young Justice besides a lot of plot convenience meet ups and Gleason struggling to draw Tim initially (which in issue 4, he drew Tim the best he’s looked in literal years), it was a pretty solid series straight from the beginning. The character’s felt in-character, the banter felt very Young Justice, the art-style was really well-fitted to the energy Young Justice has, it was pretty great besides the small things that were easily excusable given everything else involved with making it work.

It was one ball being dropped after another. Cassie’s currently irrelevant plot build up with Zeus, Conner’s already forgotten family (that people didn’t even want and hated), Bart has no plot going on at all, Tim’s getting a name change with no build up or logic behind it yet as of now with a single issue in no way gonna give a satisfying reason that doesn’t feel completely contrived, and I’m pretty sure they just plain forgot to tell us Keli Quintela’s name originally. I wouldn’t be shocked if people reading this didn’t even know who I was talking about by saying Keli Quintela because it wasn’t brought up and then suddenly it was. Not that I’m complaining about it being revealed, the name is absolutely lovely.

Personally, I’m honestly super hoping that there’s a big boom moment for the Young Justice creative team where they’re like “oh we really have to try harder, this is bombing more and more” and they work towards fixing up all the problems, but with Young Justice missing a month, I’m pretty sure the series has already been dumped into obscurity, and it’s breaking my heart.

But at least it’s selling moderately okay, maybe that’ll keep up. Maybe that’ll motivate more effort in the creative team’s side.

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