#even if it might change in the future or something

[reasonsforhope]

Climate change in 2025: So, what now?

Some real talk for the new year, about where we now stand, and what the next years are going to look like.

(Still ends on a “be hopeful!! or else” kind of note, but definitely gets into some heavy truths about the meaning of recent events.)

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Obviously, between Trump's reelection at the Los Angeles fires, things are feeling a lot more precarious than they did just a few months ago. I know a lot of people are incredibly stressed. I know I'm certainly stressed.

But this isn't the end. This isn't the beginning of the end, either. We're not doomed.

Don't despair.

Yes, things are about to get harder. Yes, the effects of climate change are now becoming truly apparent.

But here's what you need to hold on to:

We have already cut expected warming in half.

More about that including sources here: (x) I'm not going to go into it again in detail, read the source for that. But it's true. In 2000, when I was a kid, they were predicting 4, 5, 6 degrees of warming, plus a runaway greenhouse effect that would boil the planet.

Now, scientists expect that global temperatures will likely land between 2 and 3 degrees.

Which is incredibly shitty, yes. But it's survivable.

And I have for a lot of reasons (check these masterposts on this) to believe with the confidence of knowing that we're going to get expected warming down even further.

And that's something to celebrate.

I’m not saying that the effects of warming aren’t already bad, or won’t get worse. I’m from California, I currently live in LA. My state’s been on fire for half my life. Natural disasters starting amping up early here (and we’re certainly in the middle of another historic number now). And yeah, it's fucking stressful right now.

But like I said, my state’s been breaking horrible disaster records constantly for the past ten years. I've done this before. And you know what? Natural disasters have been getting more and more survivable for years, largely thanks to faster warnings and better mass communication (x).

Does it suck how many natural disasters there are now? Yeah.

Does it suck how many more still there will be? Yeah.

Do we need to keep working our asses off to beat climate change? Yeah.

Are we going to need to organize and mobilize (both politically and especially community-wise) like never before to see as many people through these times as best as possible? Yeah.

But that doesn't mean we should despair. It absolutely does not mean that we've already lost.

An unknown number of the most optimistic futures were foreclosed when Trump won the US election. That’s painful but a reality.

But for twenty-ish of the past twenty-five years, the science said we weren’t going to survive climate change at all.

For most of my life, we were worried that we had set Earth on a course to become like fucking Venus (which is, on average, well over 800 degrees Farenheit). Even if it didn’t get that bad, we were so worried that global warming might wipe out all life on earth - except maybe the cockroaches.

(Literally, when I was a younger the kids at my church put on a play about that. It was like an adaptation of A Christmas Carol where the future only had talking cockroaches. I grew up so worried about this. (Not the cockroaches thing specifically. Mostly the general concept. Only a little about the cockroaches. Also yes my church was very granola why do you ask.))

But starting a few years ago, studies have shown that there wasn’t going to be a runaway greenhouse effect that could turn us into Venus; that earth is warming, yes, but we don’t seem to be in danger of that.

Between that and the fact that the adoption of renewables globally is too fast to be stopped, and we do have the technology and environmental science knowledge to eventually re-lower global temperatures by getting to net negative carbon emissions (x), and most countries and at least 73% of people in all countries for which there is data (x) actually care very much about the climate, yeah, we have closed the door on the lava planet future.

And yeah, I do think that’s worth celebrating.

That’s a massive fucking victory.

There's still more work to do, and I have every confidence that we're going to do it. I also think that, given the loss of the US election, there’s a really, really strong chance the developing world will be what saves us, and we’ll just be lucky to be along for the ride.

Most people have no idea of the kinds of amazing stories and statistics coming out of the developing world and Indigenous communities. The world is changing for the better on the environment, even as disasters (and the US) are getting worse. Solar power is going to revolutionize the fucking world, because it’s going to grant humanity universal access to electricity, and that’s going to revolutionize the world, especially the developing world (aka the global majority). And most people have no idea at all, much less how much it’s going to change.

So, yeah, natural disasters are going to keep getting worse.

But there’s a long, long long fucking way between “natural disasters are going to keep getting worse” and “the extinction of all of humanity and/or the vast majority of life on earth”

So, in the face of Trump, in the face of everything, I still choose to hope. I still choose to celebrate this as a true and profound accomplishment.

Because for over twenty years, I was afraid I’d never get to.

That difference is absolutely worth celebrating.

[thegoddessprose]

I barely see any of these, but I like this kind of challenge. I'll be answering all of these as Chiasa.

🌧️: I usually use an umbrella on rainy days because believe me, as functional as is, it's very hard to find a stylish hooded raincoat that doesn't make my hair all static-y... But there's plenty of nice umbrellas. I like the rain (better from the inside!) I love the noise the raindrops make, the way it smells afterwards... Really an example of the beauty and power of nature.

🍳: I like to think that I am, I haven't had any complaints since I was still learning. I guess I'm alright, but I'm no chef, or my father. I enjoy it when I have time, it keeps me close with my family and is all around calming. And my favorite... Oh! Kare for sure. Out of everything I make, everyone thinks I'm the best with that.

🧼: Showers are for the morning (The ones alone at least, hehe...) and baths are for the evening. I love baths! Not only are they a vital part of my skincare, but also one of my favorite ways to wind down after a hard day. As for my favorite scent... I like anything earthy or floral, but I really like eucalyptus and jasmine.

❌: My sister Quinta loved to tell me to stop "galavanting with young lovers, dressing like a sorority girl (Wouldn't you believe she wore even less on the pageant circuit...)" really, just living my life. If my skincare and procedures did their job, then why should I hide myself away and quilt and "bingo" or whatever "old biddies" are supposed to do? Hell, I recall she had the same stuff done, even just so we stay looking alike. Since she's more concerned about appearances than my own well being... I'd listen to my own parents over her if they were still here. I'd listen to my brother in law, friends, Plutarch too, but none of that means I'm bowing completely.

🏳️: When there's absolutely no other way or someone would get hurt. I didn't get this far in the fashion world, no, in life, just to give up at the slightest problem.

📖: I guess I'm a little cliche for this, but I really like romance novels... Especially the trashy ones. Plutarch's been trying to get me into the philosophy and government stuff he likes, but they're much more fun to read with him than alone. He makes them very easy to understand and he's so cute when he's all passionate like that. Sadly, I don't have a lot of time to read... Even now I'm awfully busy.

⛸️: Mm, I'm not a big sports girl. I used to do some roller skating when I was younger, but that was only a phase. Unfortunately most of the "sporting events" I've been around for were rather... Barbaric. Hopefully there'll be something a lot less violent on in the near future.

😷: I don't get sick very often, I actually do my best to stay healthy. When I do, I try to stay home so I don't pass it on, no one wants that after all! If I must go out, I'll wear a mask, and I might if I hear about something going around. I've got a few cute ones on standby, so I don't mind at all.

🥼: Ugh, thankfully no. I haven't worn a uniform since that hideous thing I had to wear at the Academy, and believe me, the minute I graduated, I cut it up for scraps. I doubt I'll be wearing one now, but if I had to go back in time and change it, I'd keep the pants and skirt separate, change that awful blue mandarin to a white button down, and add a gold tie or scarf. That would at least fix the damn thing.

🥂: I like to be surrounded by my loved ones, maybe pop a bottle or two, enjoy some good food, music, and dancing. I've been raised to believe that life isn't worth living without any joy, and what's better than everything that makes me happy close after a great thing?

🛴: I have a car (A gorgeous pink roadster with fins!) to get to further parts of the city in less official capacity, but otherwise Plutarch and I also have drivers. I like to say I do my best, but urban drivers are the worst!

🕰️: I check my handheld most of the time, but sometimes I also have a fashionable watch on my wrist.

🥰: I'd have to say the biggest thing is acknowledgement, actually listening to what I have to say and taking an interest. I'm used to people marvelling at the surface, but it can get old, especially when those people's intentions aren't always the greatest. Actually listening to me, though? That's rare and I just adore it.

🐇: I guess I used to, but just between us, I wasn't exactly sober for most of that time... Plus even a lot of my spiritual side withered away with the world.

🎺: I really like psychedelic rock and synth wave. A bit of indie too. I don't play any instruments, I think I might be tone deaf I'm afraid. One of my exes let me try his saxophone once... It didn't end too well. Thankfully, that's not why we broke up.

💿: Oils, I guess? I don't really collect anything like that, but I do collect certain oils, some to burn as incense, some to use on my skin and in baths, some just to sniff.

🧋: I like a nice pink lady. If you mean non alcohol, I like both coffee and tea. The coffee I'll take both ways, but I like my tea hot. I like a nice chamomile and I take my coffee with cream and one spoonful of sugar.

🌻 random in-character questions

an ask game where, instead of replying from your perspective, you answer as if it's your original character/muse/self-insert/etc. answering the question ✨

🌧️ "When outside during the rain, do you use a raincoat, an umbrella, or something else? Do you enjoy rain?"

🍳 "Are you a good cook? Do you enjoy cooking? What's your favorite thing to cook?"

🧼 "Do you prefer to take a shower during the morning or evening? Do you like taking baths? What's your favorite scent of shower gel?"

❌ "Would you do something that someone told you not to do? Why? Is there someone you'd actually listen to more than everyone else?"

🏳️ "What will make you give up?"

📖 "What kinds of books do you read? Do you have a lot of time to read?"

⛸️ "What's your favorite kind of sport? Do you follow sports closely or don't care at all?"

😷 "How often do you get sick? Do you stay at home when sick or do you end up going outside to, say, get some groceries? If you go outside, would you wear a mask?"

🥼 "Do you have to wear a uniform somewhere? If yes, how do you feel about it? If no, what kind of uniform would you love to wear?"

🥂 "How do you celebrate you accomplishments?"

🛴 "What's your preferred way of getting somewhere - own car, public transport, a bicycle, or something else? How well do you follow the traffic rules?"

🕰️ "What do you use to check what time it is?"

🥰 "What would make you feel happy and loved?"

🐇 "Do you believe in other dimensions?"

🎺 "What kind of music do you mostly listen to? Do you know how to play an instrument, and if not, which one would you want to learn to play?"

💽 "Do you collect anything? Why?"

🧋 "What's your go-to thing to drink? Do you prefer cold or hot drinks?"

[bunsiesblog]

My Promise to You

s!1 Viktor x Showgirl!reader

A letter Viktor writes to his childhood friend and first love. A reminder that he has not forgotten his promise to save you. It sits unopened in your Madame’s safe, along with the other dozens of letters he sent to you these past seven years.

tags: childhood friends to lovers, love letter, minimal use of Y/N, affectionate czech name, ‘letters? what letters?’ trope, inspired by the Notebook, yearning, Viktor is actually king of yearning,

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A/N: I am currently drafting up a fanfic that is written as letters between you and Viktor. The premise is that he moved to Piltover and you stayed in Zaun as a showgirl at a less than reputable establishment. He promised to take you away and everything he has done has been to come through on that promise. The gag is that the Madame of your club has been withholding the letters you guys write to each other.

I’m just such a big fan of a man who does literally the most for his girl, except you aren’t really his girl you’re his best friend which makes it all 10x more romantic to me. Anyways, here is one of the letters below that I just wanted to share with you all

➽───────────────❥

My dearest Y/N,

It feels strange to write to you again, knowing I might not receive a reply. And yet, I can’t stop myself. Writing to you feels like the only way to keep you close, even when the distance between us seems unbearable. I don’t know if these letters are reaching you, or if you’re reading them, but I hope, somehow, that you can feel the words I send.

It’s been years since I left Zaun, and I can’t help but wonder how much you’ve changed. I imagine you’re as radiant as ever, your spirit as unyielding as the city that raised us. Do you still find the hidden corners of the world to call your own? Do you still climb rooftops to breathe above the chaos below? I often find myself thinking of those times—how simple it all felt, even though it was anything but.

I want you to know that I’ve never stopped working to keep my promise to you. Everything I’ve done, everything I’ve built here in Piltover, has been with that promise in mind. I graduated, Lásko. Top of my class. I’ve even taken a position at the Academy, assisting the Dean. And now… now there’s something new.

It’s called Hextech. A project I’ve been working on with my colleague, Jayce. We’ve discovered a way to harness the arcane and shape it into something tangible—something that can help people. I believe this could be my breakthrough. Our breakthrough. With Hextech, I’ll finally have the means to do what I’ve always wanted: to build a life, a future, where you don’t have to endure the chains that bind you.

I know it’s taken too long. I know I’ve failed you in so many ways. But I need you to know that I haven’t forgotten. I think about you every day, wonder if you’re okay, if you’re happy—or at least as happy as one can be in a place like Kitty’s. I still remember the look in your eyes the last time I saw you, the way you told me not to worry about you.

But I can’t help it, Lásko. I can’t stop worrying.

I hope you’re safe. I hope you’re surrounded by people who remind you of your worth, who see you for who you are—brilliant, kind, and stronger than anyone I’ve ever known. But if you’re not, then please, just hold on a little longer. I’m getting closer. I can feel it.

When the time comes, when I have everything I need, I’ll come back for you. I don’t care how long it takes or what I have to do. You once told me that I was meant for something greater, but you’ve always been my reason for striving.

You once saved me. Now it’s my turn.

Yours always,

Viktor

[catboybiologist]

Do you see a future where we can give a trans person a shot and have their body start making the correct sex hormones (eg testes change to make E, or ovaries change to make T)? How far off? What things need to be accomplished to achieve it, and what tools do we already have?

Disclaimer that none of this is gonna be all that scientifically robust, the terms used are gonna be descriptive rather than technical, and that I'm just woke up and these are the ravings of a woman gone mad.

A single shot is ambitious, but I could see a course of several months or a couple years that, after those several months, lasts a lifetime.

How far off? I mean, wildly dependent on funding and focus. Unfortunately, nothing related to trans healthcare is gonna see a serious push I would think. With an actual, serious push, I would give it a few decades of research (if that)(this is blisteringly fast btw) until it's punted over to the FDA. At that point it's outside of my knowledge to know how far things would move forward.

But honestly, it's part politics, part luck of the draw on what people research and push forward. Might happen in our lifetime, but don't hold your breath. Research is grindingly slow.

This is mostly based around the possibility of inducing transdifferentiation. Tldr:

-stem cells are exciting bc they can become any cell type. They haven't "locked in" their cell fate yet.

-most research on cellular differentiation centers around deprogrammed differentiated cells, reverting them to stem cells, and then reprogramming them into something else. The deprogramming is actually well studied (shoutout Yamanaka factors) but I don't see something like this reaching a medicinal, in vivo use soon.

-in extremely rare and induced cases, however, you can force a fully differentiated cell type to become another fully differentiated cell type *without* that intermediate. This is likely way easier to pull off in vivo, even though the initial molecular triggers are much, much rarer and more difficult to study.

Which brings us to the two theoretical dots that we can use here: prostatic metioplasias as a result of testosterone (for transmascs) and the role of DMRT1 for transfemmes.

Broad tldr of each of these points:

-there was a study that studied vaginal lining of transmascs who had been on T for several years and gotten hysterectomies. They found some prostate tissue intercalating the vagina.

-removal of a particular gene (DMRT1) allowed testes to slowly become ovarian tissue and produce estrogens. This gene is responsible for maintaining testes cell fate- keeping the lock, locked.

Neither of these provides a direct basis for actual medication. They show avenues for what will work, however. What's necessary here is to understand the upstream signals that control the expression of genes like DMRT1, which can then be exploited to force expression or stop expression in vivo, in a human.

Basically, the way transdifferentiation would work here is blasting the appropriate cells with enough of these signals, over enough time to ensure that everything actually undergoes TD, to reprogram everything you want to reprogram.

(yes, I know about the crispr transfemme who targeted DMRT1. No, I don't think that's real. I've posted about that before.)

You don't have to bother reading these, but here's the primary sources I'm talking about for anyone interested:

[drama-glob]

I know some people have already pointed out some parallels between "Just Look My Way" and the ending of "Sinsmas" with Octavia, but something I thought was interesting too was that when they changed the lyrics from the original version by PARANOiD DJ to make the official music video reflect in canon Stolas/Stolas's growth like this:

They also changed here:

To reflect in canon that while Stolas is aware that he was wrong to make this deal between him and Blitz and that he's got his walls up that Stolas can't get over so long as the deal stands, he's also failing to keep considering how all of this has been affecting/hurting Octavia up to this point because he's been so concerned with making things right by Blitz, all while barely holding onto the chance that the two of them could actually be happy together since he's not even sure if what they have is real/all a lie to serve as his escapism from his life at the palace. :( The illusion he built for his daughter about them all being a happy, loving family growing up is still in Octavia's mind and now thanks to Stolas, she believes he (as well as Blitz based on what we've seen) ruined her family and it's making her become more isolated and feeling unloved because of his choices and how she perceives the situation; Stolas in the original version seems to be at least acknowledging how his daughter might be feeling as a result of him trying to find happiness with Blitz and is wondering if that's what he's feeling now at the prospect that Blitz doesn't actually love him, compared to the canon one of how he's hurt Blitz in his pursuit of him and knows he needs to set Blitz free no matter how much he wants him (or at least that's how I read it, although the "She" could have been referring to Stella, but we've seen her hatred and attacks towards Stolas by that point, so I'm still leaning towards it being about Octavia :( ). Also, just to reiterate the point, since the canon version of the song takes place later in the series, the change in lyrics also likely had to happen because we've seen Stolas repeat the neglect/being stuck in his own head behavior such as in "Seeing Stars" and then later in "The Full Moon," thus why the song needed to continue showing this pattern; plus, he probably felt so sure in Octavia's love for him that he'd be forgiven like in "Seeing Stars" and "Loo Loo Land" for said behavior that he didn't need to work on improving that aspect of how he acts with her. :/ What's crazy is that the original version of the song came out 9 days before "Ozzie's" premiered, where we see Stolas then feel ashamed for how he's handled things with Blitz at the cost of hurting his daughter and not being sure Blitz loves him back, especially with Blitz's words at the end of the episode. Talk about timing. O_O

*On a side note, the flower also changes from being a daffodil that can symbolize rebirth and new beginnings, then becomes a carnation (I think) and can refer to love in various forms, although that one in particular can refer to rejection because it's striped. :( Also, even though it's in the original version of the song, I find it interesting that it was a carnation at the part when he brought up Octavia, although I know the focus of the song is still on Blitz and Stolas's relationship and it changed in realization that it may be his fault things are this way/the reason Blitz doesn't love him. :/ In addition, the song had Stolas trying to talk with Blitz and wanting to see him outside of the full moon at the beginning, which we then saw he was doing via text messages in "Western Energy," so damn on it predicting that too. O_O

By all means, Stolas has a right to be happy, to be loved and to get away from Stella, but as so many have already argued as well, Octavia's feelings are valid and understandable given Stolas's actions and her not knowing the full story. :( (I felt obligated to include this since I want Stolas and Octavia to reconcile in the future and be one big, happy family with Blitz and Loona <3<3<3).

Also:

It's too bad that this lyric about growing cold had some literal manifestation, even though Octavia is also obviously giving her father the cold shoulder here and Stolas was referring to Blitz in the song, but it's still so sad that Stolas believes Octavia truly hates him for all that he's done rather than her being angry, hurt and needing more time to process everything/learn the truth in order to see things from his perspective. :(

*I think someone may have pointed this cold part out already, but I wasn't 100% and it went with the first part of the post anyway, so I included it as well. :/ Also, sorry if it seemed like I was rambling or getting off track here as this wound up being longer than I planned and I kept thinking of other tidbits/observations to include. :/

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🃁 HIGHEST RANKER

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The only complaint you have right now is not charging your phone enough.

You frowned at the low battery icon, shoving your phone in your pocket and resorting to looking out the window, instead. After walking through the door post talking to Ego, you were given a letter of consent to sign, the only other information given was that the group will be moved to a lodging, before being instructed to get into a bus.

Luckily, you managed to score a decent seat, beside a window, and your seatmate was quiet. You sought entertainment in the view of mountains outside, the vehicle breezing by leafless trees. You couldn’t find it in yourself to sleep, so you chose to indulge in mostly pointless sightseeing, instead.

The moment you stepped out of the bus, the next instructions were to line up, and hand over all belongings brought over. Including your phones. Though you were very reluctant, you chose not to make a fuss about it. You had to keep up the nonchalant image, after all. The woman— who introduced herself as Anri— distributed assigned pieces of clothing. From the clear plastic, you could see the number 241 inside a pentagon, with the letter ‘V’ under it. You suspected those might be variables for some sort of ranking.

…Was that your evaluation?

You covered up the offense you felt with a polite smile, muttering a thanks to Anri before going inside.

You refuse to believe you were placed so low.

The interior was concreted and bland, but you really didn't expect anything too fancy, considering they most likely used the budget for this project for more important things— like equipment and facilities. The building was vast, and you searched for the room with the letter assigned to you, since that was what the red-haired woman directed. Finding it, you went up to the door, which opened up automatically once you were close enough to it.

In the room, there were 11 other people— 12, including you— scattered around. A good handful was changing into the provided uniforms. You took that as a sign to change to the outfit, as well, making quick work in order to not be exposed for long, ensuring that no one was looking while you were.

Then came the waiting game. You kept to yourself, for now. There was nothing interesting enough at the moment, anyway. You observed, watching with keen eyes, trying to get information that may help you in the near future. All these guys looked a bit average. Not like you should judge a book by its cover, but you did so, anyway. They looked like Npcs. Maybe with the exception of that one guy with spiked up blond and pink hair. He looked the complete opposite of a background character.

“Are you done changing, you unpolished gems?”

A booming voice pulled you out of your little train of thought. You looked up, towards the source of the sound— a TV that hung on the gray walls, showing a live feed of none other than Ego Jinpachi, himself. He gestured a half-wave, leaning back once he got everyone's attention. “The people in your room will be both your roommates… and your rivals,” he informed, before bringing a palm out, a projection of a player model flashing onto it.

“We have estimated your potential based on my judgement and my peers’ calculations… represented by your ranking,” he remarked, following up. “It is the number attached to your uniforms. With it, you can gauge your position among the 300 players in this facility.”

So you were right about it being a ranking. It made you even more offended that he stationed you this low. Is he provoking you? You knew that he knew you were one of the best. How dare he?

You didn't show it on your face, reminding yourself to not let it get to your psyche that much. There should be something more than meets the eye— it's Ego who's taking charge of the project, after all. The rankings must hold a bigger picture than just this.

He's back to talking, again. The man explained about how the rankings change daily based on performance, and how the top five players will get to play in the upcoming U20 world cup. You were beginning to zone out, once again, though you attempted to register the important details he said. Like how those defeated in Blue Lock will be permanently banned from playing for Japan's national team.

“We are looking for one crucial component here: ego,” Ego states, staring everyone down. “That is what we will measure as you live here in this facility,” he closes his hand, stopping the projection. “Well now…” the noiret leaned closer to the camera.

“It's time to play ‘tag’.”

Suddenly, a ball dropped from an opening in the ceiling, landing in front of some random guy. “The time limit is 136 seconds. The player with possession is ‘it’.” The ball bounced, rolling to a halt. “Whoever is ‘it’ when the time runs out can get the fuck out of here,” he bluntly remarked. “And, of course, no using your hands,” was his last instruction before another screen flickered open.

“Tag is one of the many exercises pro players use to warm up,” Ego prompted. “This ‘egoism’ test I have devised will provide great insight on the selfishness behind these strikers. Prepare and attack. This isn't your average game of tag.”

On the monitor, a simplified icon of the player holding the ball showed on the screen, beside it was their name and ranking. You could sense his worry, seconds ticking down on the timer below their profile. If you were him, you would've moved to get the ball off of you by now.

It took him a few moments, before he resorted to licking the ball towards a crowded group of people. To his luck, it hit no one. You could feel the second-hand embarrassment. He needed a better tactic than shooting it around aimlessly. At this rate, you could just run around without a plan, and your chances of being hit would still be low. You almost felt bad. Almost.

Roughly thirty seconds have passed, and he finally hit someone. Well, more like the ball rebounded from the wall, and someone willingly trapped it. The icon on the panel switched, showing pinky-blond— who you recognized because you deemed him the least forgettable person in the room. Other than you, of course. The name ‘Shidou Ryusei’ was displayed, followed by the number 242. The second highest rank, huh? You took note of it.

After the lowest ranked had the ball off of him, he ran away, passing by you. There were 100 seconds left on the clock. Shidou glanced at the guy as he fled, eyes catching your frame, locking onto the digits on your shoulder. You were the highest ranker in the room— and the top player within the building.

He wanted to see if your explosion lived up to your level.

Shidou let the ball roll forward beside him, halting it with his heel. You eyed him as he pinned the ball down between the floor and his foot. He stared you down, grinning. “Yo, player 241,” Shidou called, holding eye contact, pink eyes looking straight at your own. “Ya like explosions?”

80 seconds.

You raise a brown, dumbfounded by his question. What an interesting individual. “Sure,” you answered, straightforward. He smiled wider at that. He sure was weird, but you didn't not fuck with that. This Shidou guy made this game a little more entertaining, you'd say. He better not disappoint you now, as so he's the only player you're interested in seeing play right now. All the others seem boring.

“Let me see you explode then, mx. highest ranker, ♡”

Was he challenging you?

You mirrored his smirk, tilting your head. “You sure you're a worthy fuse to light me up?” you taunted, eyes flickering between him and the ball, prepared to sprint out the way once he comes after you.

Shidou leaned over, rolling the ball, reeling his leg in before kicking it at you at full force. The sphere rushed to you, which you managed to avoid by rushing to the side. It ricocheted, and the blond wasted no time to collect it, aiming it at your abdomen. This time, you settled to trap the ball with your leg, jumping to control it.

The screen switched once again, showing your icon, this time— followed by your name and rank: [Last Name] [Name], 241.

60 seconds.

You lifted the ball to the air, performing a volley. It flew back to him, and Shidou raised an eyebrow, amused. It hit him with speed and precision, impacting his thigh. He quickly recovered, kicking it right back at you.

At this point, the two of you have resorted to just kicking it back and forth, running down the time to the point that some of the others have let down their guards. It was almost like a game of hot potato. You have your careers on the line, yet both of you seemed unserious about this. The other people in the room thought you two were insane. Who would be this relaxed when this single game determines their future?

The answer is you and Shidou.

20 seconds.

You had the ball on you once again. It stood still, and you scanned around, registering the little time left on the clock. You flicked the ball up, before shooting it harshly, noticeably higher than where Shidou stood, which he tilted his head at. Then, he felt it. A shiver running down his spine that got him acting to do something

Damn, you got him excited.

He whipped around, the sphere bouncing off the concrete walls. Shidou got into action, jumping into the air and bicycle kicking it in your direction, using his arm to balance his weight to get on his feet faster. In reply, you swing it right back at him. The ball went to and fro between the two of you like ping pong, each return seemingly getting more impressive to pull off than the last

10 seconds.

Shidou grinned widely, the ball hitting his shoulder and dropping to his foot. He kicked it with as much power as he could muster, the sphere zooming towards you.

9.

Your eyes widened for a split-second. What a diabolical shot.

8.

You resorted to dodging it, the ball hitting the wall and rebounding to your back, with a much softer impact than what it would've had if you decided to face it head on.

7.

You dragged the ball back to right in front of you, sending it hurling, returning to the blond. Shidou reacted quickly, trapping and kicking it to you in one fluid move

6.

Side-stepping, you dodged it. Damn, this was exhilarating. You can't leave him with that. He's too entertaining to be locked off. You stepped on the ball, the icon switching to you once again, steadying it on the floor.

5.

You stepped back, making enough space between you and the object to kick it properly.

4.

Reeling your leg, you kicked it with style. The ball flew way past him, seemingly towards the side, and everyone stared at you and your ‘mistake.’

3.

My, their eyes were on you.

The ball suddenly curved. A beautiful arch targeting the crowd, and they grew panicked.

2.

In a last second attempt, they ran. But a racing ball was way faster than their stunned legs.

1.

The thud could be heard as the ball hit an unfortunate player, the screen switching from your icon to theirs as the game came to an end.

0.

The person fell to their knees, a short whistle ringing through the room. A huge test that said ‘lose’ overlayed over their profile on the display monitor, indicating that they're off.

How fun. Your little gamble worked.

And everyone looked at you like you were some sort of football deity. Seriously. A curved shot like that? Barefooted, at that.

The tv opened, showing Ego, who congratulated the survivors, and discarded the one who lost. You straighten your posture, content with being able to gather fear and attention. Now, being able to receive passes from these guys should be easy, right? You've shown your talent, and now, their job is to not fuck up and trust your abilities to help them win.

Suddenly, someone approached you. Clearly, he didn't give a fuck about personal space, if the way he slung an arm around your shoulder said anything. It was Shidou— who looked down at you with a lazy smirk spread across his face. “You're hella interesting,” he pointed at you. Seems like you left a great impression on him, huh? “I like the way ya explode.”

You mirrored his expression, letting yourself get a little more cocky. “Yeah? Big enough to have everyone stop and look?” you ask, watching as he leaned back and laughed.

“Damn, you're really egoistic, huh?” He raised a brow, pink eyes locking into your own. “We'll get along real well.”

A guy who has a thing for explosions. Good for him, you're bright and loud enough to make sure all eyes are on you. You stare at him, grinning.

“Something tells me we will.”

(a/n) lowk don't like this one jsanhakaj anwwww ts a lil zesty but it's aight cs it's bllk

Shidou jumpscare!!

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-All signs collective reading-

Past present & future

Sun moon rising or dominant + planet of said sign Past present and future !!!

Please scroll down for ur sign each is lengthy

Aquarius

Past: Aquarius, you are walking away from anything that no longer emotionally serves you. This could mean leaving behind relationships, situations, or commitments that lacked reciprocity or emotional fulfillment. You’ve realized there’s no need to continue investing your time and energy into what does not align with your growth, and you’ve taken steps to distance yourself from it.

Present: The Wheel of Fortune and Page of Swords appear, signaling that something significant is manifesting in your life. You may feel the winds of change but remain unsure of what’s ahead. Trust that this is divinely guided—your spirit guides, angels, and ancestors are closely monitoring your progress and orchestrating events in your favor. You might also notice signs or synchronicities around you. While there’s a fiery energy urging action, you’re determined to cut through any negativity or karmic patterns that no longer serve your highest good.

Future: The Moon and the Fool reveal an upcoming new journey. While the specifics remain unclear, this path is connected to your destiny. Spirit is urging you not to worry about the unknown but to trust the process. This chapter may involve severing karmic ties, balancing your masculine and feminine energies, and embracing fresh opportunities with an open heart. Something transformative is just around the corner.

Scorpio

Past: The King of Swords represents your past, Scorpio. This could reflect your own energy—logical, strategic, and emotionally grounded—or the energy of someone you were dealing with. If it’s you, there’s been a shift in how you approach relationships, focusing on rationality over emotional impulsivity. If it’s another person, this could indicate a connection marked by logical communication or challenges in seeing eye-to-eye.

Present: You’re being called to use your intuition before taking action. There’s a strong energy of careful consideration, taking your time, and making wise decisions. You or someone in your life may be strategizing or seeking clarity about what comes next.

Future: The Lovers, clarified by the Four of Wands, points to a significant partnership. This could signify a deep commitment or even marriage. The connection is serious, intentional, and mutual—a bond where both parties feel aligned. Whether this involves someone you already know or someone you’ll meet, it is a relationship built on love, respect, and harmony.

Pisces:

Past: The Moon suggests emotional heaviness and burdens in your past. For some Pisces, this may involve an Aquarius, or it could signify hidden aspects of a situation that caused confusion or difficulty. Spirit may have been trying to draw your attention to something you were not fully aware of.

Present: There’s a blockage around communication or expression, leaving you in a state of overthinking. You’re mentally replaying situations, perhaps feeling emotionally weighed down, sad, or even anxious. There’s a strong sense of emotional investment, but the lack of clarity is leading to confusion and stagnation.

Future: Without addressing this blockage, feelings of dissatisfaction and unhappiness may persist. The energy suggests difficulty in finding fulfillment from your choices or investments. However, happiness lies in nurturing relationships or connections that bring emotional nourishment. This may involve collaborating with someone who genuinely cares for you, helping you shift out of this cycle of overthinking and sadness.

Sagittarius

Past: You’ve endured something deeply painful in the past—perhaps trauma, neglect, or significant burdens that weighed heavily on you for a long time. The good news is that you’ve closed this chapter. A new cycle has begun, allowing you to shift your focus and energy toward fresh opportunities.

Present: There’s a sense of excitement and passion in your current energy. This could involve a new love interest or a project that inspires you emotionally and creatively. You’re pouring your energy into something that truly resonates with you, and it feels like a turning point.

Future: Success is on the horizon. You’re moving toward independence and strength, possibly walking away from people or situations that no longer align with your goals. While there’s a sense of multiple energies surrounding you—perhaps a mix of fire, water, and air signs—you’re making decisions that prioritize your growth and happiness.

Cancer

Past: The focus has been on emotional balance. You’ve worked to ground yourself while navigating burdensome situations, taking time to pause, reflect, and rest. This period has helped you regain mental clarity and emotional equilibrium.

Present: There’s an ongoing realization that certain relationships, organizations, or commitments do not align with your highest good. Whether it’s a job, a boss, or a partnership, you’re identifying where you’ve been mandated to act in ways that feel unnatural or emotionally draining.

Future: Walking away from these restrictive energies will lead to success and happiness. You may take on new opportunities or even become your own boss, gaining the independence and balance you’ve been seeking. Trust that by leaving behind what no longer serves you, you’re opening the door to growth and fulfillment.

Capricorn

Past: You’ve made a decision that seemed promising, whether in business, finances, or relationships, only to face a significant loss. This gamble may have left you feeling financially or emotionally depleted, creating a need for reassessment.

Present: You’re stepping back to evaluate what truly brings happiness and fulfillment. This period of self-reflection will help you gain clarity about your priorities and values.

Future: An epiphany awaits, as you come to understand that true happiness stems from emotional fulfillment, not material gains. This realization may involve shifting focus toward relationships, family, or even creative pursuits that bring joy and meaning to your life.

Leo

I always look forward to Leo readings—they’re one of my favorites to do! Leos tend to have the most vibrant energy, and honestly, I’m a little jealous of how favorable your readings usually turn out. Let’s dive into your past energy first.

Past: Leo, you radiate confidence, but sometimes that bold energy can tip into overconfidence. Spirit is showing me a scenario where you might rush into something headstrong, thinking no one is watching—but trust me, someone is always watching. I can’t help but laugh because I see you doing something impulsive, and it ends up being a bit embarrassing. Your magnetic presence naturally draws attention, so even when you think you’re flying under the radar, someone’s paying close attention. This could be Spirit reminding you to slow down and make thoughtful decisions to avoid any unnecessary embarrassment.

Present: You’re in a situation where you’re likely dealing with someone—this isn’t for the single Leos out there. Whether it’s a romantic partner, spouse, or a long-term connection, there’s a sense of confusion or dissatisfaction. Spirit is urging you to take your time before making any impulsive choices. You might feel tempted to walk away, thinking the grass is greener elsewhere, but take a moment to really evaluate whether leaving will bring you fulfillment.

Future: Rushing into a decision could lead to disappointment—not just for yourself but for others observing your choices. Spirit’s message is clear: slow down, Leo. You have a reputation for being unforgettable, but you don’t want to be remembered for the wrong reasons. Take your time to assess what truly aligns with your happiness and avoid impulsive moves that could have lasting consequences.

Aries

I have a soft spot for Aries readings—they’re always entertaining because Aries energy is bold, sometimes impulsive, and often hilarious. Let’s take a look at your past energy.

Past: Aries, I see a situation from your past that’s coming full circle. For some of you, this involves a love matter or a pursuit that was heavily based on appearances. Whether it was chasing after someone or something that seemed perfect on the surface, the energy suggests a superficial foundation.

Present: Right now, I sense a lot of emotional investment in a connection, but there’s also heartbreak manifesting. Some of you may have recently pursued a romantic encounter or hookup, expecting it to bring fulfillment, only to feel disappointment instead. You may have over-planned or romanticized the outcome, but reality didn’t meet your expectations.

Future: Spirit warns against revisiting past relationships or situations impulsively. If you’re tempted to reopen an old chapter, be cautious—it might leave you feeling hurt or let down. The energy suggests running toward a past connection, hoping for happiness, but finding instead that it no longer serves you. Take this as a gentle reminder to avoid rushing back into situations that your heart has already outgrown.

Gemini

Gemini, let’s reflect on your past energy and how it’s influencing your journey.

Past: You’ve been deeply focused on something—perhaps a project, relationship, or goal—that you’ve been carefully nurturing and investing in. On the surface, it seemed like it was flourishing, but deep down, it has brought little to no emotional fulfillment.

Present: Even now, you might still be pouring your energy into this, knowing intuitively that it doesn’t truly serve you. Spirit is showing me an image of you shrugging your shoulders and saying, “I already knew this would happen.” It’s as if you saw this disappointment coming but kept going anyway, perhaps out of habit or obligation.

Future: This energy is building toward a realization: no matter how much effort you’ve put into this, it won’t bring the happiness you desire. Whether it’s a job, relationship, or personal endeavor, the return on investment isn’t worth the emotional cost. For some of you, this could even manifest in practical matters—like unexpected car maintenance that leaves you rolling your eyes, knowing it was inevitable.

Spirit’s message is clear: stop investing in things that drain your energy and bring no joy. Focus on what truly fulfills you, rather than what looks good on paper or offers temporary gratification.

Taurus

Taurus, your reading is so refreshing! There’s an air of confidence and empowerment surrounding you, and it’s clear you’ve made some big decisions that are starting to pay off.

Past Energy: You recently walked away from something—or someone—that wasn’t serving you. This move has unlocked opportunities and boosted your confidence.

Present Energy: Right now, you’re stepping into your Queen of Wands energy—self-assured, radiant, and unstoppable. You know your worth, and you’re not wasting time on people or situations that drain you.

Future Energy: I see you focusing your energy on someone or something new, something that feels deserving of your time and effort. Whether it’s a relationship, a creative project, or a new job, this feels like the right direction. You’re protecting your peace and investing in something or someone that matches your energy. Keep shining, Taurus—you’re glowing.

Libra

Libra, you’ve been in your own world lately, and honestly, it’s working for you. There’s a calmness in your energy now, like you’ve taken time to reflect and grow emotionally.

Past Energy: I see you spending time in isolation, maybe by choice, to work on yourself and find peace. This wasn’t wasted time—you’ve gained emotional maturity and clarity.

Present Energy: You’re stepping into this calmer, more empathetic version of yourself. You’re focused on your own path, minding your business, and not letting others’ drama distract you.

Future Energy: This newfound balance will serve you well, especially as you continue turning away from habits or people that no longer align with your growth. Stay focused on your craft, Libra—you’re building something meaningful.

Virgo

Virgo, your energy feels a bit all over the place, and it’s like you’re trying so hard to make something work with others, but it’s taking a toll on you emotionally.

Past Energy: I see you collaborating with others, trying to create peace and harmony, but there’s a sense of compromise that doesn’t sit right with you.

Present Energy: While things may appear smooth on the surface, there’s an underlying frustration. You might be going out of your way to please others, but it’s draining you in the process.

Future Energy: This compromise you’re making—it’s not fair to you. It’s almost like you’re sacrificing your own happiness for the sake of others, and in the end, it leads to feelings of betrayal or disappointment. Virgo, remember that fairness goes both ways—don’t lose yourself in trying to keep the peace.

[bellestarot]

Anton's Reading

January 11, 2025

Right Now

It seems like he’s being rewarded by the universe for all the bad things he’s been through in his life. He has many scars and traumas that he carries, and they’re being healed because of how he’s dreamed and wished for good things.

Those good things are finally coming his way. He’s realizing that all his effort was absolutely worth it. He’s feeling very fulfilled financially. He’s happy to be part of the group he’s in and to be on stage. He feels like that’s his true home.

He’s also really excited because it seems like the group or maybe just him will be traveling to another place soon. He’s very anxious about it and aware that he’s going through a lot of changes, some of which are uncomfortable, but he’s trying to adapt.

Love Life

He doesn’t seem to be dating anyone, but he doesn’t appear entirely single either. It feels like he’s involved with a few people. He misses a relationship from his past that he hasn’t fully gotten over. He feels like the ending wasn’t fair—he believes he gave a lot of himself. Or perhaps he feels that the love wasn’t mutual in that relationship.

Now, he’s developed an interest in someone—possibly someone a bit older than him—who he’s becoming friends with. They’re a good friend, but at the same time, he’s being cautious with this person because he doesn’t want to get hurt again.

He’s very sensitive right now and hesitant about pursuing a relationship. The thought of starting over, going through the process of getting to know someone, and dating feels overwhelming and like a burden to him. He’s not ready for that just yet.

Even though he’s interested also in another person, who seems to reciprocate those feelings, they don’t have much time to see each other. The lack of free time has been a major obstacle for them.

Career

Something related to justice happened—a decision made by someone in a much higher position. He feels like his hands were tied, unable to do anything to help the person involved. He feels guilty for not being able to act and felt powerless at the time.

Despite this, he’s been celebrating with his group and is deeply grateful for his colleagues. He feels the group is headed for even greater success, something big is on the horizon.

However, there are a few members he’s had issues with. One, who is about his age, makes him feel like he’s walking on eggshells because of their “know-it-all” attitude. Another, who’s older, has made him feel somewhat betrayed—possibly due to something they said or their attitude, which comes off as arrogant or superior. He dislikes this behavior.

Family

He loves his family more than anything in the world and values them deeply. It seems like his family is involved in some sort of business, possibly selling or building things together. He loves participating in that. He enjoys creating things and using his creativity.

One family member, who seems to be thriving in sales or their own business, makes him very proud. But he’s a bit worried about another family member, maybe a sibling or cousin, who seems to be losing their sense of purpose.

He especially cherishes his mother and wishes he could give her more. He feels she deserves more comfort, better health, and a better life. This is something he’s been thinking about a lot. He believes his family faced struggles, but things are improving, especially for his mother.

Friendships

He feels like his work has been consuming him, both mentally and physically, leaving him no time to make new friends or spend time with the ones he already has. He has a few friends, like someone around his age and an older woman, but he hardly has time for them. Even his leisure time has been disrupted by work. All he does now is travel and perform on stage, which is taking a toll on him. He feels completely drained and overwhelmed.

Future

He will soon be there for a friend, possibly a woman, who is going through a very dark time. She might be engaging in unhealthy behaviors that are harming her. He’ll witness her recovery, see her regain hope, and feel immense happiness about her progress. He may rely on his faith—if he has any—to support this person in returning to a healthier state.

Additionally, he will find time for two friends, one male and one female, as he learns to balance work and his personal life better. He will also reconnect with old school friends or people from his younger days. While he’ll be surprised and perhaps nervous about their return, he’ll ultimately welcome them into his life and feel at peace.

He seems to have a strong spirituality and intuition, and many opportunities in the entertainment industry are still ahead of him. Positive judgments and praise for his decisions will follow, with people recognizing his efforts and achievements.

Advice

"Believe in yourself. Engage your mind with your good star and recognize that your inner light will always guide you upwards and forwards."

— Unknown

[starsandmoonsbelow]

Meet, Greet, Doubt?: Tarot Cards Pt. 2

Hope this helps someone feel more comfortable with their readings and getting confused sometimes because I think I just fumbled the first actual conversation with my deity and it’s PRETTY hard to top that.

I put the whole reading for anyone curious about the entire embarrassing scene but I just thought this was a great example of me being a dunce and being so nervous to talk to Ares that I convinced myself it wasn’t him. Sigh.

What deity?

Death; “Ending of a cycle” | Also one of the cards of Ares, so when I pulled it I couldn’t believe so much that I pulled TWO MORE CARDS and confused myself throughout this entire reading.

Queen of Wands; “Courage / Nurturing of action” | If the last one wasn’t enough to convince me I was talking to Ares THIS ONE SHOULD’VE BEEN but instead I went “queen of death? Courage? Athena?” When I knew damn well a queen card DOES NOT automatically mean girl deity.

10 of Swords; “Defeat / The peak of loss or crisis” | This is what I meant by I should’ve stopped because this confused me OUT MY MIND. I pulled this and went “loss and defeat? I dont think Ares would describe himself as a loser, but would Athena? No right?” But what god would?? I should’ve realized that the card meant (I think) that this god BRINGS defeat…as in theyre strong…AS IN THIS IS ARES AND I NEED TO STOP CONVINCING MYSELF OTHERWISE

If he wasn’t sick of me before, he is now.

What should I know about them?

(Reversed) 8 of Cups {Emotion}; “Trying one more time” | This one usually means walking away but I accidentally began reading the flipped definition after picking it up wrong and decided to keep it so yeah…I hope I haven’t ruined me chance if that is directed towards me /hj

Page of Wands {Action}; “New action” | Either in relation to the last one and he’s doing something new, or this has something to do with me trying something new. I’m more inclined to think the second because I really hope the internet is hard lying to me and he has more people working with him than I’ve been led to believe.

What can I do to strengthen our bond?

The Hierophant; “Tradition, institutions, but also self and general development?” | I’m realizing that I need to revisit my sources on this card because I don’t understand, but with the card definition itself makes me think that I should be looking for more ways to actually practice the religion and tributes to Ares. Also I’m realizing this might also have to do with me skipping my journaling these past two days so…uhm,,,

9 of Cups {Emotion}; “Emotional fulfillment” | I pulled another card because the last one I didn’t know how to interpret but this one was also confusing because some sort of emotional fulfillment is what I’m trying to achieve.

10 of Cups; ”Divine love / Happy ending” | I think this was just an emphasis on the last card which is… ;-; I’ll figure it out.

What do they wish for me to know?

Ace of Swords; “Mental clarity / New action or conflict” | Thanks, Ares.

Future relationship?

Temperance; “Balance / Harmony” | I hope so too.

What’s holding me back?

The Tower; “Chaos / Sudden change” | You know what? Yeah…this is all new for me and I’m having a hard time accepting it

The Devil; “Temptation / Attachment” | After pulling this card I realized that out of ANY of my questions I only pulled “bad” cards when I asked a negative question. Which also sent me for a loop because what are the chances of that??

2 of Swords {Thoughts}; “Making difficult decisions” | Even my instinctive doubt can’t make sense of how accurate and on the nose this part of the reading was. Like how…? But also this is so cool?

Am I making progress?

Knight of Wands; “Movement / Inspired action” | WHAT. ARE. THE. CHANCES. The KNIGHT of WANDS? The MOVEMENT of ACTION??? Basically meaning that yes, I am making good progress and I think it has something to do with me doing this reading and beginning to ask my own questions without a template at this point.

Should I focus on that instead today?

9 of Pentacles {Possession}; “Fulfillment / Self sufficiency” | “What does this mean? That I’ll benefit from finding out for myself? No, wait does it mean I should and will benefit greatly from it?…oh It says literally says yes on the card.”

Anyway really fun experience, here’s hoping that one day I get my Autism diagnosis and stop asking the same question 14 times when the answer is right there.

[scarred-but-still-smiling]

Jay's Odyssey (chapter 1 of 2)

Jorge only knows one way to get to the underworld without dying, and for that he needs to visit Circe. But without any Moly, he'll have to hope the presence of Athena will be convincing enough.

An epilogue that became a sequel, because there's a good few things I wanna explore.

Read here on AO3

"So, Jorge Rivera-Herrans of the future, what were those changes you refused to talk about in the palace?"

Jay looked over at Athena, stood to the rear of the ship, the stern he vaguely recalled. They had been at sea for around half an hour, with Athena teaching him how to actually sail, since he had very little experience compared to the men he knew she was used to sailing with.

"From what you said, I can gather it was something that would affect the relationship of Odysseus and Penelope, but I also gather there's a bigger secret you're hiding."

He sighed, "Well, you're not wrong." He glanced at the sail, thankfully the wind was still favourable, and he wouldn't have to start rowing any time soon. "For that specific detail I was referring to, in the original tale, the first one recorded, Odysseus did sleep with both Circe and Calypso." He caught Athena's shocked expression, "but!" he interjected, "in both scenarios, he didn't want to. Circe had threatened his men's safety, and Calypso had worn him down over years in isolation with her." He ran a hand through his hair, "in my time, that is not considered cheating, but I had to operate under the assumption that I was talking to the Odysseus from the original telling of The Odyssey. That Odysseus was far less kind. Still a loving husband and father, but also that Odysseus had his maids hanged for unfaithfulness because they were assaulted by the suitors. I needed to operate under the assumption that was the Odysseus I was talking to, I didn't want him to think he had cheated on Penelope because he was assaulted by these women."

He saw Athena's expression soften, "I am truly glad that that was not how things truly transpired."

"That's the other thing," Jorge said, smiling a little sadly, "the big secret you sensed. The truth is, in my time, there is no evidence that any of the things in those 20 years ever happened." He looked away from Athena and at the ocean beneath them, unable to meet her gaze, "as far as the historical record is concerned, there never was a King Odysseus of Ithaca."

He heard Athena gasp, "So, you weren't being metaphorical when you called all this a story, were you?"

"Unfortunately, no. Mastery of time alone might not be enough."

"Well, it's a good thing you're friends with the god of travellers, isn't it, darling~"

Jay froze; it couldn't be. How could this be possible? He turned in the direction of the irritatingly familiar voice, "Hermes?!"

And there he was, the exact Hermes he'd been trying to avoid for so long; fur coat, sunglasses, the works, laughing that unmistakable laugh, the wings on his bedazzled Docs fluttering as he chased their little boat.

"You know, you gave Talya and your parents a right scare disappearing like that, my dear," The god teased, flying a ring around him, "you should have seen them, your poor mother nearly fainted."

He'd been worried about that, "Hermes, what happened?"

"What happened after you got poofed, or how did the poofing happen? Because I can tell you both."

"You know how Jorge got here?"

"God of travellers, my dear Athena, of course I do."

"No, that can wait, how are they? Are they okay?" This wasn't a fear Jay ever expected to feel; that nauseating pit in his stomach, knowing that something very real could have happened to his parents, to Talya, to the rest of his friends, and he wasn't there to protect or help them.

Was this how Odysseus had felt?

"Well, luckily for you both, those two things are somewhat connected." Hermes explained, "but you've got a very long journey ahead of you. One might even call it an Odyssey~"

Jay's heart sank, he'd expected as much what with how much food Penelope had sent them off with, "How long?"

"Well, if the winds and tides are feeling merciful, around 10 days at the very least." Hermes flew in a loop happily, "and unfortunately there's nothing even I can do about that. That's just the way the geography works out, I'm afraid."

"You seem far too cheerful about this, brother." Athena said, annoyed, her brow furrowed.

Jay let out a short, sardonic laugh, "oh trust me, he's always like this." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Hermes, if you managed to find me here, however the hell that was, I'm gonna assume you can make the return trip. Is that correct?"

"Not with a passenger, but I can, yes."

"Well then, can you at least pop back and inform the others that I'm fine and that I didn't..." he gestured in an upwards motion, "evaporate? I'm not sure if I'll be able to return to the exact time and place I left, so I want them to have some reassurance in the meantime."

"Of course, darling. But first," Hermes pulled what Jay immediately recognized as Troy's phone out of one of the pockets of his fur coat, "I want to get a selfie with you and Athena. Partly for bragging rights, and partly to stop your mother worrying herself into joining my darling granddaughter in the underworld."

"Don't even joke about that." Jay growled, glaring at the trickster god. But still he walked to the back of the ship to stand next to Athena. "You sure she's gonna show up in that?"

"I mean, I do, so I don't see why she wouldn't" Hermes fluttered down beside them and held out the phone on the end of his caduceus, one of the coiled serpents lifting its head in readiness to take the photo. "Say cheese, darlings~"

"What-?" Athena tried to interject, but before she could say anything else, the phone made its shutter sound and Hermes had already returned it to his pocket.

Hermes laughed, flying loops again in glee, "Don't worry, darling, Jay can explain everything over the next week and change." The god winked at Jay, and he could feel the tips of his ears redden again, as they had meeting Penelope. "I'll hopefully be back before you reach Circe, but who knows how much help your friends will need now they've awakened those powers~"

"Wait, powers?! Hermes, what-?" but before he could ask anything, Hermes had disappeared in a burst of sparkles.

"From your reaction, I take it that's not normal for mortals where you're from?"

"Not at all," he replied, "but, given the context of everything that's happened today, I do have a theory. I'll just have to wait until Hermes gets back to ask him about it."

By now, the sun was beginning to set on Jay's first day in Ancient Greece. As he watched the golden light of sunset dance on the waves, he began to think about what kind of legacy he would leave behind when his time finally came. He wondered if the mark he'd made with Epic would outlive him, if he'd accomplish something even greater in his life that would live even longer. He thought about Talya and the life they had ahead of them once he found his way home. He tried not to think about the very real possibility that he wouldn't.

Athena sat beside him, handing him some bread, smoked meat and cheese, "Here," she said softly, "don't worry about me, gods don't need to eat or sleep, so just focus on yourself."

Jay accepted, and began to eat. He hadn't noticed he was even hungry, what with how chaotic the day had been. "Thanks," he said, between bites, "for everything you've done for me so far."

Athena leaned her head against the side of the ship, gazing up at the slowly appearing stars, "You're worried you won't get home, aren't you? It makes logical sense, but you forget that traders make journeys such as these all the time. You look enough like Odysseus that Poseidon wouldn't dare harass you, and if any harpies or the like try anything you have me to protect you, and even weapons of your own." She turned her head to look at him, "I won't fail you like I did Odysseus, you have my word."

The two sat in silence as Jay ate, and for a while after, as he watched the stars twinkling above them. He'd never seen the night sky like this before, he didn't think it was even possible with all the light pollution in the modern day, so now, gazing up at the glorious arc of the Milky Way, he truly understood why so many cultures looked up at night and saw gods.

The next thing he knew, he was waking up to the late morning sun in his face, a woollen blanket draped over him, and Athena keeping watch at the bow of the vessel. He groaned, sitting up and stretching, trying to get the horrid stiffness from his joints caused from sleeping on the plain wooden floor of the boat.

Athena glanced over, alerted by his noises of protestation, and smiled kindly, "First time sleeping on something other than a bed?" she guessed, "I doubt this is something that would still happen in your time."

"First time in a while, yea." he replied, "people do still sometimes choose to sleep rough, when they go camping for instance." He looked around, "has Hermes returned yet?"

"Not yet, no." Athena moved along the perimeter of the boat, her eyes on the horizon, "how do you know each other, if I may ask?"

Jay smiled, "Honestly? He just sort of... arrived?" He shrugged. "Like, I had put out a casting call for the character of Hermes, and as soon as I had cast Troy, Hermes just Showed Up. He stuck around until a little bit after the release of the Circe Saga, gave me some weird life advice, and then kinda fucked off." He stood up, stretching out his legs, "according to Troy, he'd been living with him for a while after that, and then once I had announced the Vengeance Saga he, once again, broke into my house to annoy me." He sighed, "Honestly, though? I'd never say it to his face, but I do like him. His enthusiasm is contagious, and with the world the way it is in my time, that's a very valuable kinda friend to have."

Athena frowned, "Back at the palace, you said-"

"I know. The world is still much kinder than the world you and Odysseus know, but unfortunately some of those inevitable monsters have found themselves in positions of power, and they're making it everyone else's problem."

"So tyrants are still a problem, even near 3000 years in the future."

"Sadly, yeah. But we manage." Jorge wandered over to the small hut where the food was stored and grabbed an apple, "the systems we have in place in the future aren't perfect, but it's definately better than divine right of kings." Picking up another, he made to toss it to Athena, but then a thought occured to him. "would offering you this apple make Aphrodite mad? Last time a goddess was offered an apple, the Trojan War happened, and I do not need that right now."

Athena laughed brightly, "Jorge, I'm flattered, but no; that was a very specific apple with a very specific purpose."

Jay tossed the second apple over, which Athena gratefully caught. Biting into his own, he was immediately struck by how sweet the apples he was used to must be. It wasn't unplesant, just not what he was expecting.

The pair ate their apples in silence, eyes on the horizon at each side of the boat, watching for danger or stormclouds. After a while, he heard Athena speak up in query.

"How much has changed of the world? What knowledge is there that those who live today will never know?"

Jay laughed, turning to face her, "More than even I know, my friend. There are whole landmasses you might not know about, and that's not even touching the advances in technology." He gestured to the sky, "like, did you know that mankind will one day walk on the moon?"

Athena gasped loudly, her eyes going wide, "really? Does man live there?"

"Not yet, only a few people have ever actually walked on the moon so far, it's a very complex and expensive process to get people there, one I'm not entirely sure about, but I do know it involves a lot of fire and explosions."

"What about the oceans? If man has reached the stars, surely the ocean would be child's play."

"That's the funny thing," Jay said, gazing out over the water, "we actually know more about things beyond the sky than we do about the depths of the ocean. The problem with the ocean is that water is heavy, and it's difficult to make things that won't get crushed down there." he shrugged, "for all we know, Poseidon himself might be chilling out at the bottom of the Marianas Trench and we'd be none the wiser."

They spent the next few hours like that, Athena asking questions about the modern day, and Jay doing his best to answer. She was especially amused by electricity, and how mankind had harnessed it.

"So you're saying that man will one day learn to take the power of my father and control it for themselves?" She leaned forward where she sat, eyes shining and eager, "and they use it for entertainment? Not even for warfare?"

"Oh it has its role in war, electricity is at the center of everything modern man uses, but it's not used as a weapon directly, no." He pulled out his phone, Hermes and his selfie the previous day had reminded him he still had it on him, "this is a cellphone, one of the most common means of communication in my time; it, in combination with something called the internet, I'll get to that later, can allow a person to talk with someone on the other side of the planet."

"Oh, that's the strange tablet Hermes had yesterday. So it can do more than capture images?"

"It can do almost anything," he replied, "but a lot of it requires connection to a network of hubs called the internet, so I can't really demonstrate right now." He returned his phone to his pocket carefully, the last thing he wanted was to lose it in the ocean of an Ancient Greece that technically didn't exist.

"So this Internet, is that how you told your story of this world?"

"That's right, it's how I found most of the singers to play the different characters, and how I shared the story."

"You say most."

"A couple were my parents; my mother sang for the moment when Odysseus saw his own mother in the underworld, and you actually likely know what my father sounds like as he sang for Hephaestus. The other major character I didn't need the internet to find a voice for was actually the woman we're going to see; Circe's voice was provided by my girlfriend." He paused, realising what that likely meant. "Which means she probably looks like Talya, which is definitely gonna feel a little odd."

The conversation continued, hours passing by, Jorge teaching Athena things about his time, and Athena teaching him about hers, until the sun began to sink in the west. He looked around, puzzled and slightly concerned. "Still no sign of Hermes. Normally I'd appreciate that, but given the circumstances, I'm starting to worry about what's keeping him so long."

"Maybe access to his powers are somewhat limited in your time, given that magic doesn't exist there." Athena posited, "Perhaps that's what's delaying him."

"That or he got distracted." Jay said with a smirk, "he does that a lot."

"You know what? That makes sense for him." Athena agreed.

Trying not to think about it, Jorge decided to put together a meal before he called it a night; some figs, some cheese, what looked like crackers, a veritable charcuterie board of decadance. If he was gonna spend 10 days at sea, he supposed having rations supplied by royalty would definitely keep morale up.

He woke early the next morning, the second real day of travel, to a familiar laughter. He rolled over, shielding his eyes from the morning sun, "G'morning Hermes, what kept you?"

"Well aside from trying to convince your friends not to take advantage of having access to divine power, which, I never thought I'd ever have to be the buzzkill but if they got in trouble they'd probably get kicked out of Ithaca, and who knows if you'd ever be able to see them again if that happened." Hermes pulled something out of his coat, "you know, for being an island, it's surprisingly hard to find fishing supplies in modern Ithaca."

Jay smiled, "Okay, remind me to pay back whoever bought that fishing rod for you, okay Hermes?"

"Bought?"

The smile dropped from Jay's face like a sack of rocks, "Hermes, you did buy this, right? Also, we're gonna need to circle back to that first bit right quick when we're done with this, man."

Hermes laughed again, handing the rod over, "Oh don't worry darling, I made sure to leave a couple drachma on the counter as I left. I already told you, I don't want your little friends getting in trouble before you can get home, and given that Troy is divinely blessed to look exactly like me, stealing anything would definitely be counter to what's best in this situation."

"Okay, thank you, though that's still not legal tender so I'm not sure how much it's gonna help." Jay took the rod and sighed, "but can we talk about that other thing? Please? Why would them leaving Ithaca mean I might not be able to get home? How did I even get here in the first place? Athena initially thought it's because time is thinner in the palace, but what do my friends have to do with that? And where do powers come into it?" His breathing quickened, he knew his parents would never willingly leave the island until he was back, but if they didn't have any choice, could he be stranded here?

Seemingly noticing his panic, Hermes came down and stood on the deck, jubilant smile falling, "Okay, from what I can tell, the thinning in time wasn't the only factor, given that technically we don't exist in your world. The thinning was just the presense of a door, the key to that door is you. Specifically, the heart and soul you put into Epic. That's why your friends are keys too; there's a part of their souls in this world as well, meaning that, as long as they remain in proximity to the palace ruins, that door is able to be opened again."

Jorge nodded, that all but confirmed his hypothesis. "That's why powers manifested, isn't it?"

Hermes giggled, "You should have seen it darling, Luke was about run through the archway after you, and Earle, in a panic, threw out his hand like ''WAIT!'' and accidentally used Quick Thought on him, which, because it was Ares' Quick Thought, made Luke mad, which wasn't exactly ideal, because it seems like those powers are triggered by heightened emotion, and since Luke is connected to dear old dad, a thunderstorm immediately started forming overhead, and lightning very nearly struck Earle. He would've been completely fried if Troy hadn't used my speed to tackle him before the lightning hit the ground."

Jay staggered back a couple of steps, the realisation that one of his friends nearly died hitting him like a tidal wave. "Are they okay? Were they able to calm Luke down before anyone got hurt?"

"Have you ever been bitchslapped by a blacksmith?" Hermes asked, a grin on his face, "because your father was not about to let an angry demigod get in the way of getting his little boy back. In fact, it was his idea for Troy to call me. He slapped Luke across the face and was like, ''this foolishness will do nothing to find Jorge. Troy, see if you can call that Hermes guy; Jay says he's the god of travellers so if anyone can find my boy, it's gonna be him.'' and Troy was like ''Oh Hermes, we need your help, please help us!'' and then I made myself visible behind him and scared him."

Running the list through his mind, a thought occurred to him that made him sick to his stomach, "Hermes," he ventured, voice trembling, "is mom okay?" Anticlea was a ghost, a spirit of the departed, and if his friends were taking on aspects of the characters they played...

"Oh's she's fine, don't worry." Hermes reassured him kindly, "it's only the supernatural that decided to manifest as far as I can tell, and there's little more natural than a spirit in the underworld."

Jay sighed in relief. "Oh thank god."

"Mason, however..."

His blood turned to ice in his veins, as if he could get any more afraid, "Hermes," he said, his voice as low as it had been when recording Odysseus, "what happened to Mason?"

"Well, for one thing, he's stone blind."

"And that's only one thing!?"

"And for another, your friends aren't gonna be seeing you in the next 24 hours for them, at the very least."

"How do you know that?" At least Mason wasn't fading away, at least he was still alive.

"As well as the blindness, he did get a slightly weaker version of the futuresight Tireseas has; only 24 hours and only that specific version of reality."

"He's not gonna stay blind, though, right? You said the powers seem to be triggered by heightened emotion, so all he needs to do is calm down, right?"

"That's easier said than done, I'm afraid." Hermes said sadly, "try being calm when you just watched a friend vanish into thin air, another friend almost get struck by lightning, and then learn that the friend that vanished is stuck nearly 3000 years in the past. It's likely that he's gonna stay like that until you get home."

Jay took a deep breath, there was good news in what Hermes was implying; time seemed to move differently between him and his friends back home. Since Hermes couldn't technically travel through time, since, again, the story he was trapped in was entirely fictional, it appeared that only a few hours had passed for them at most over the last 2 and a half days. If he was right, the remaining 8 days would equal a little under a day for them, and then with the added day or two required to reach the cave to the underworld, that should line up with Mason's prophecy.

But, then again... Athena did say that time can be malliable...

"Hermes?" he ventured, "can you swim?"

Athena looked at him curiously, "are you thinking about what I think you're thinking about?"

"If you think I'm thinking about a god powered speedboat, then yes."

"That would definitely cut down on how long it takes to get to Circe, since the biggest hindrance is how slow vessels like these are."

"Absolutely not, darling." Hermes complained, leaning up against the mast, "this outfit is dry-clean only."

Jay glared daggers into Hermes, a burning fury welling up inside him, but then a thought occured to him, and he smiled coldly. He picked up the bow he'd been gifted, and retrieved an arrow, noting the slight magical shimmering on its head. As he drew it back, he turned and aimed at Hermes, time seeming to slow as he did so, a faint ticking at the very edge of his perception, and a familiar sound in his ears.

He fired.

Before Hermes had time to react, there was a wet thunking sound, and the god had been pinned to the mast.

Jay set down the bow and stalked towards the helpless Hermes, the ticking fading, "Athena, could you summon your spear for me? I need to borrow it."

Athena waved a hand and the spear appeared in his hand. "Jorge," she cautioned, "I hope you know what you're doing."

"J-Jay, darling," Hermes stammered, hands raised in surrender, "you don't need to do this."

Jay pointed the tip of the spear at Hermes' throat, pushing just hard enough to leave a thin rivulet of golden ichor trailing down the god's flesh. "Oh really?" he mused, "does that mean you've changed your mind?" his smile grew icy, "because that's the only way you're getting out of this without a few new holes."

"Yes, okay, I'll do it!" Hermes said hurriedly, and Jay could see genuine fear in the god's eyes. "I'll strip if I have to. Just don't hurt me. Think about what Talya would think!"

"You know, Hermes," Jay said, pulling the arrow from Hermes' torso, "I think she'd be fine. Because there's one thing about me that you seem to have forgotten about." He let the tension fall from his body, smiling cheekily. "I'm a goddamn actor."

He turned from Hermes and walked away, handing Athena her spear back.

Jay laughed, "Oh, not a chance. I told you; I'm no warrior. Plus the guy looks like my friend Troy, so even if I was, I wouldn't have been able to do it." He looked back to Hermes, "A deal's a deal, darling," he teased, "get out and push."

"Would you have actually done it?"

[thecomfortable]

[fujii-draws]

OKAY! Chatot rant in tags below! Read at your own discretion.

[togaki-kun]

Okay but if I wrote a “kid gojo goes to find kid nanami in his time” spin-off for konpeitō, what then? Huh?

[karikitdemonrp]

Kari curled up a bit in Miroku's arms when she was caught, though her body was kind of tense even in her sleep.

Kagome blinked. "I asked Inuyasha to set a place up. Inuyasha, where did you set up Kari's spot for her to rest?" Kagome asked while Sango stood up, catching what the monk said.

"Miroku, you are staying here. I will take Kari to get some rest." She ordered with glare. "I've finished me food already. I don't trust you to be alone with her yet. Knowing you, you might do something stupid like with every other girl you meet." The demon slayer huffed, lying about having finished her food since her bowls still clearly half full of rice and stew.

Kagome gave a slight groan. "Sango, I know Miroku has a... reputation, but he hasn't done anything to any girl Kari's age... I don't think. Thats why I asked Kari how old she was, to get that informationout there. And besides, he never actually does anything, just asks that one question. Though, I'll admit, it is very forward and... unnecessary... and Kari has already dealt with a lot as it is... and no child should be asked such a thing. " Kagome thought for a moment then began to feel a shiver down her spine, remembering how she first met the monk. "I agree with Sango. Miroku, you're not allowed to be alone with Kari for the foreseeable future. Give her to someone else so they can tuck her in." The young priestess huffed while Sango nodded in agreement.

Kari whimpered slightly at the noise and tried to move to dampen what noise she could. The child wasn't happy with all the noise then moved to make a grabbing gesture with her hands, letting out a weak whine upon realizing she didn't have her plush rabbit. "Tsu...ki..." The child let out a pitiful whimper, having dropped said plush rabbit when she passed out. Tsukuba had landed next to Inuyasha, face up with it's forever smiling face.

It was a rather adorable bunny upon closer inspection given the circumstance. One eye had long been missing, the other an adorable dark brown button. The body was mostly patch work at this point, sewn together with crude stit hing though some of the original fabric still remained. It was supposed to be a cream colored rabbit, at least mostly, with velvety soft fluffy and cute sewn on pads that had the texture of the thread to provide a bit of a sensory variety. The ears once stood up right, able to be adjusted but now one torn in half and the other tattered but still intact, albeit with some crude patch work. The tail was surprisingly intact with not much change to it aside from some staining. Bits of brown and some dark reds, or was that a weird red-brown? It was hard to determine. Either way this plushie had seen better days but it was clear Kari did her best to fix it up to keep it around for a long time, obviously caring for it deeply.

Again, Kari called out the name of her plush rabbit with a whimper, now moving a bit in Mioku's arms a bit distressed but not fully concious. Her movements were also rather weak and easy to deal with given her current state, on the verge of being in deep sleep.

Miroku, who had been watching the conversation unfold with a calm expression, was quick to act as Kari began to fall. His reflexes kicked in, and he caught her gently just before her head hit the ground. Cradling the now-sleeping child in his arms, he chuckled softly, his warm gaze falling on the little girl. “Well, I suppose that’s decided. Guess we’re going to bed and skipping the bath for tonight.”

He glanced up at the group, his expression a mix of amusement and sympathy. “It seems she’s been carrying a heavy load for someone so young. Can’t blame her for crashing after a good meal. Do we have a place set up for her yet?”

[viperwhispered]

And here she actually is

*jazz hands*

an actual sprite for Emi, if you can believe it

Smushed together from different bits and pieces thanks to @alchemivich's assets. Hair is from pngimg with a CC BY-NC 4.0 license, I'll put the link in the replies.

Thanks to Deuce, random dormless background student, Cater, Azul and random Styx scientist for their contributions for making this happen.

Tagging @scint1llat3 @diodellet @moonyasnow @bibi-cha

If anyone else would like to tagged for Emi stuff, please let me know!

You can find more information on my yuusona Emi here on the masterlist.

[spasikonik]

an edek themed collage 🪲