#he saw his father as a big threat because of his relationship with the child's mother

[tojisun]

remembering our final lecture and how my philosophy prof tried so hard to maintain composure when talking about freud's theory about the origin of theism until he (prof) finally got to the part where freud mentions how a child sees his father as a threat, and poor dude just had to take a break, drag in a deep breath, and then go back to discussing about freud's paper.

he then looked at us after finishing the text, and weakly went, "so? what'd you think?"

and there was a genuine moment of silence before someone finally broke down laughing

[umbran6]

The Roasting of the Deadbeat

I know I've posted this before, but I felt like this should be repeated since its... Father's Day. Or maybe its already past Father's Day if you're reading this post on some other part of the world. My least favorite holiday each year, second only to Columbus Day (I formally recognize Native American Day, TYVM). But I feel like I must say this, otherwise we forget that these people deserve this.

SCREW YOU HEPHAESTUS. Yes, I'm focusing on him, not Zeus.

Leo has every right to hate this bastard and if he could, spit on his throne. This hermit of a god abandoned Leo for nearly sixteen years, apparently too obsessed in either making stuff or screwing other people to even care about his son. Hephaestus isn't there to comfort Leo when his mother died, much less intervene in the actual matter when he, as god of the forge and flame, had every capability to do so.

The god doesn't even have the willingness to confess that he badly messed up with Leo, favoring his other children who get to Camp Half-Blood — his many, many children that ranged from either 18 (Charles freaking Beckendorf) to young Harley who was 8 years old. They get there young, they get there to stay for several years or months, and they get the training and knowledge to understand the world they truly live in.

Leo is extremely high up in that age range, at 16 years old when most demigods are brought to camp by age 12. Leo is apparently blessed with extremely rare fire powers not seen for several centuries, yet its a kid like Harley who is young to the point his demigod powers shouldn't even have manifested that gets the special treatment. When Medea looked into the future, she saw Leo as such a big threat to the Primordial Mother that Gaea herself made a personal visit at an attempt to psychologically break Leo when he was eight years old. Eight years old, the same age Harley is during The Lost Hero, yet Hephaestus does nothing as Leo's life falls apart around him.

HERA has a stronger relationship with Leo because she was actually there to help raise the kid. When the mother that tossed you off of Mount Olympus, the goddess that cursed each and every child of Zeus that was ever born (as far as we know of) is treating your child in a better way than you are, there is something wrong with you, you emotionally stunted goblin of a god.

ZEUS cared more about his children in his own warped way despite being an abusive bastard `and practically rival to Hephaestus in being a deadbeat. When Thalia was about to be killed by monsters Hades unleashed upon her, because, you know, Zeus broke a pact on the River Styx by sticking his dick in Beryl Grace (twice!), he at least had the decency to turn her into a tree so that she didn't die. It was severely implied in The Demigod Diaries that Zeus led her to find Luke and Annabeth. In Percy Jackson's Greek Gods its shown that he at least had an overprotective side to Athena and spoiled Artemis and satisfied several of her demands. Now I'm not excusing Zeus' own abuse towards his other children like Apollo and Ares. Zeus gave crumbs, you didn't even have the decency to give Leo anything at all.

HERMES, who screwed the pooch with Luke twice over, tried to do his best with him or by him. When Luke searched for a quest to prove his worth to the gods, Hermes offered it only unfortunately for the quest to end in failure. He left Luke in the care of his mentally unstable mother. Yet Hermes recognized the fact that he severely fucked up and tried to make amends, even apparently forgiving Luke despite the fact that he came inches to toppling Olympus. Hermes was willing to try to make amends and honored his son's wishes by helping Percy find the rest of his demigod children that were unclaimed. Hermes accepted that he had a hand for Luke's hatred towards Olympus and the he wronged Luke, Hephaestus has so far done zilch.

HADES did his best to protect Nico and Bianca when Zeus tried to kill them all, hiding them in the Lotus Hotel and Casino. When Marie Levesque was going to bring Hazel to Alaska, he tried to intervene and stop them from doing so because he knows Gaea was manipulating her and backed off at her wishes. When Nico is going through severe emotional turmoil during Blood of Olympus, he goes out of his way despite the Greco-Roman schizophrenia to help guide and comfort his son.

Hephaestus didn't even get Leo to Camp Half-Blood directly. Coach Hedge found Leo completely by accident. If it weren't for Hera literally rigging things so that Jason, Piper, and Leo were picked up at the Grand Canyon Skywalk, Leo would never have known that his life was screwed over by higher powers than him. His first direct interaction with Leo isn't even to give a sincere apology about the fact that he's been the shittiest deadbeat in millennia, its about to info-dump about the Giants. When Leo calls him out about this, Hephaestus doesn't even apologize for that and sweeps it under the rug and never speaks with Leo again.

So screw you Hephaestus. Decent fathers should be worth honoring, respecting at the very least. He deserves nothing, and should get nothing. His mother, who threw him off of Olympus, has a better relationship with his own son than he does. The rest of his fellow Olympians, even his shitbag of an adoptive father, have done better than him. He can do better, and he should be doing better. Hephaestus, the victim of abusive, neglectful parenting and parental favoritism should know the pitfalls of this and how to avoid them. Yet you're the divine equivalent of starting the cycle all over again, and it shows.

Let me finish on this note for you:

He is a god who is dedicated to forging inventions and fixing that which is broken. Yet for everything he has learned, he does not have the capability of fixing the bonds that he broke by his own hand.

[fanfictions-loveavatar]

Hi I don’t know if I already requested from you before but if your still taking requests the can I ask for an aged up story about reader x neteyam or Reader x Ao’nung fic where they are in a secret relationship and an altercation happens between their families and during it or after it is revealed that the reader is pregnant (no smut if ur uncomfortable with it) thus revealing their relationship. Plz hurt comfort is my genre as of late.

The reader is a Sully kid if it’s reader x Ao’nung and if it’s x Neteyam then she is Ronal and Tonowari child.

Hello, no you haven’t this is my first request (thank you so much for requesting) I really hope you like it, tell me if there is anything or you want improved. I hope you enjoy <3. Tell me if you don’t like it, I can redo it another way.

Pairings: Neteyam x F!metkayina reader (aged up)

Warnings: Angst, comfort, hurt, pregnancy.

Summary: As the youngest Tonowari kid your parents look out for you a lot, way too much. However, they can’t protect you from your heart that beats for the oldest Sully kid. When Tonowari realises how big the threat is of keeping the Sully’s around he sends them away. In the pain and fights you reveal a secret.  

Word count: 1455

The blossom of a secret.

Y/N POV:

I was with my sister Tsireya when the Sully’s came to us. Me and my sister quickly went towards the shore. Tsireya was intrigued by the new people while I was particularly interested in the oldest Sully, Neteyam, he seemed so composed and so calm. He was gorgeous.

“My children will show you, our ways.” My father’s voice was strong.

“But fath-“before Aonung could protest me and Tsireya took the Sully’s to their new place.

Tsireya was at the front talking about the village, with the two girls and Jake and Neytiri. I have heard great things about Toruk Makto and his wife.

I stuck at the back with the two brothers.

“So…long flight?” I was feeling awkward with the sudden silence that fell.

“Uh yeah you could say so.” Neteyam smiled at me, and I smiled back.

A few months later

That was mine and Neteyam’s first meeting, I still remember that smile. The same smile that is in front of me right now.

“Come onnn no one will notice.” The boy pouted his lips.

I laughed but shook my head.

“It’s too dangerous, someone might see us.” I cupped his cheek. 

After the first meeting me and Neteyam became really friendly with each other��maybe a bit too much. We started a secret relationship a few months ago. It just happened. It was the day that my brother was bullying Kiri and Lo’ak and got put in his place by Lo’ak and Neteyam.

After hearing about it, I got worried for Neteyam, my brother never teased anyone alone so he must have had a few of his ‘friends’ with him. I walked to do beach far away from the village. I knew I would find Neteyam there, it was our place, we went there whenever we needed space from the expectations put onto us.

As the oldest Sully, he was expected to be responsible, mature, never make mistakes and always look out for everyone else but himself.

And me as the youngest Tonowari, I was always protected, by my parents, my siblings, the whole village. I was supposed to be respectful, obedient. Everyone saw me as weak and fragile because I was the youngest. My parents are very overprotective, if they found out about I and Neteyam’s relationship they would have sent the Sully’s away.

Neteyam understood I was more then a fragile girl, I was a woman, I could hunt and fight I just have never had to but I knew, I taught myself, when everyone slept I would go out and learn to fight and hunt by myself.

Right now, Neteyam wanted for us to go on a late ride while everyone were asleep.

“Why don’t we just hug and look at the stars.” I asked giving him the dog eyes. It has been a long day I had to entertain the potential mates my father wanted for me. I was 18 so I had to start thinking about finding a mate.

I turned all of them of course, I already have found the one that is made for me. Me and Neteyam mated a few months ago. It was amazing.

Neteyam nodded and we cuddled on the sand while looking at the stars.

“When do you think we could tell them?” Neteyam asked, he wanted to make it public, he knew I was being pushed into mating and he was not liking it. Neither was I.

“Not yet, I am scared to. I don’t want them to find out yet, I like the way we are.” I said turning to him and looking into his eyes.

He smiled at me nodding. I cuddled into his chest.

The Next Day

3rd person POV:

It was now morning, Y/N and Neteyam woke up from the screams that could be heard from the village, without thinking both of them ran to see what was happening.

When they arrived they saw Tonowari holding a red object that was very pointy at the top.

“The sky people have attacked again! They have killed a Tulkun!” Tonowari shouted and the how clan erupted.

You quietly gasped, the Tulkuns were amazing creatures they wouldn’t hurt anymore, knowing they haven’t fought back breaks your heart even more.

“It’s the Sully’s fault! They brought war upon us!” Someone from the crowd shouted causing everyone to look at Jake.

“Yeah, we don’t want them here! They don’t belong here!” The whole crowd started agreeing that the Sully’s shouldn’t stay.

“QUIET!” your father shouted, silencing everyone.

He looked at Jake, you knew what he was going to do and it made you hold onto Neteyam’s hand tightly.

“You Jake Sully have brought pain onto us…you and your family are no longer welcomed here.” Your father’s face was low and so was your mother’s. They didn’t want to kick the Sully’s out they grew to like them, even Aonung got close to them and let’s not talk about Tsireya and Lo’ak.

Jake lowered his head as well, Neytiri looked destrested, poor little Tuk was quietly crying while holding onto her mom’s leg, Kiri looked hurt but like she was expecting it and Lo’ak…oh Lo’ak he was hugging Tsireya who was crying and he himself looked like he was about to cry.

“I understand, we will go and pack.” Jake said.

Y/N POV:

It felt like my whole world crashed down the second the words fell off Jake’s lips.

“NO!” I suddenly shouted. Everyone looked towards my direction and then to the boy next to me. I didn’t even care at this point, they will not leave.

I walked towards my father, still holding Neteyam’s hand, causing him to follow me. We made my way to my father, I stood in front of the Sully’s.

“If they leave, I leave with them.” Everyone was shocked. No one had noticed me and the Sully’s getting closer so it came to a surprise for everyone. The only one who wasn’t so surprised was Neytiri.

“Daughter what is this?” Tonowari’ s voice was strong.

“You cannot send them away, this is not their fault. They came here to protect their family. We can not send them away.” I said matching my father’s tone and stare.

“You will not tell me what to do.” His voice started getting more strong.

“I am not telling you what to do father, I am telling you if they leave I will leave with them.” I stood my ground.

“And why is that, is it because you like this boy?” He pointed towards Neteyam, before I could answer he spoke again.

“I don’t care if you like this boy, you are a Tonowari, you will mate with a strong Metkayina man. End of that.” As he was turning away ready to end this conversation I had to stop this and I had to tell everyone even Neteyam.

“Me and Neteyam have mated.” My father stopped in his tracks.

“And I am with his child.” Everyone and I mean everyone gasped and looked at me.

Neteyam’s face lit up. He suddenly picked me up and twirled me around in the air.

“I will be a father.” He said with tears in his eyes as he put me down.

I smiled at him and we hugged.

I turned towards my father.

“I am sorry if I have disappointed you father but me and Neteyam are in love, and I will not allow my mate to leave without me.” My father moved towards me. My mother rushed to his side saying his name, holding onto his arm. His expression was unreadable she was worried what he might do.

To my shock he hugged me.

“Oh, my daughter, I understand. You are with a child you are not going anywhere, neither are the Sully’s” he went towards Jake, putting out his arm to shake, to symbolise that they are one of us.

Jake smiled and took Tonowari’ s arm.

Me and Neteyam looked at each other and kissed.

[crazywolf85]

WORDGIRL AU HCS:

The Coach

REAL NAME: Coach's real name is "Parto Satria Ardiansyah". He can also be referred by Satria and Ardi but only with family or close friends since he doesn't want his identity to be reveal for obvious reasons. his deadname is "Aisyah Hendra Fatamah", he sometimes let people in his family to call him "Hendra" or "Fatmah", he doesn't mind only with family.

PERSONALITY: Coach's personality is mix of canon, rarity from mlp, georgette from oliver and company, and jessica rabbit.

FAMILY: Coach have a great relationship with his family. his dad, mom, grandparents, loves him dearly. coach can be a little salty with his brothers The Masked Meat Marauder, Police Commisiner Watson, but they love eachother.

MARRIAGE: When coach married his first husband "Nick Michols" at the age of 22 things change, he is struggling for Nick's Expectations. Nick is a emotionally abusive husband who always have ways to bring coach down, but when coach give birth to his first daughter it's like his problems went away. he loves his daughter dearly and would do anything to protect her even from his husband. Nick wanted a son so he's pretty much a deadbeat father and a neglectful one also, that leads to their divorce. but eventually coach found Hal Hardbargain and Masked Bagger/Bill then married them immediately as coach have his second child which is a boy.

AGE: Coach's age ranged from the og which is 38 and the au is taken after 4 years so hed be 42 now.

VILLAIN SCHOOL: Coach is the Leader/Princibal of the villain school. Coach is strict, manipulative and honest to his students, no akwardness or slipping off his words. He's very secretive of his own intentions and background, his student doesn't mess with him but often see him as a father figure. Coach also saw his students as his own children but often shake that thought. The student catch most attached to is invisibill because they and coach grew up together, the same as whammer but coach was his babysitter. when it comes to ms question it's very complicated, coach is guilty for failing her but also glad to have her gone because she have a grudge against him.

OTHERS: coach, seymour, reason,and scoops grew up in the same city which is jakarta. they are good friends even would hang out in granny mays house.

Coach and tobey is like a uncle an nephew since coach is friends with claire, same goes to becky, she may see him as a threat but also as an uncle figure since coach is very close friends with sally.

Coach and glenda are close, but he would find her strange to say the least.but theyre very good friends.

Coach have a grudge against his ex nick, which is understandable but nick is already regret his action and often appearing sheepish towards coach.

Coach and leslie are very close friends, they like to gossip and other girly stuff.

FASHION SENSE: Coach has love for fashion. always wearing his earrings, rings and whistle. he loves handbags that are specifically from the COACH brand. he wear many feminine outfit and does his make up very often. also loves expensive colonge.

STATUS: Coach isn't kicked out of his house. he does have an apartment but that is just for his villain school, he still have his own house where he lives with hal, bill, his kids and also two cats. coach isn't that broke since he has mr big as a friend, bill as a grocery store manager and hal as mechanic. Coach definitely ask for money to them many time.

ABILITY: Eventho coach is small, he have the strength of a full grown tall man. he exercise daily, going to the gym with the boys and take martial art class. he can defend himself pretty good, you would not wanna mess with him. he can also dodge things easily and use swords or katanas very well. hes pretty much powerful in this AU.

that's pretty much it, ill add stuff if there's more i can come up with.

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[starlightshadowsworld]

Kinda pissed the whole big 3 pact didn't have consequences.

Not like breaking an oath sworn on the Styx is said to be a worse fate than death.

Not like they swore on the Styx to not have kids and than 3 came along.

Those being Thalia, Jason and Percy.

Because Hazel, Bianca and Nico were all born prior to the pact.

But what if it did have consequences?

They made the pact because their kids were too powerful and we're a threat to mortals.

And this isn't said but I think Zeus in particular was afraid that a son child he sired could be powerful enough to overthrow him.

Like how Uranus overthrew Kronos who was than overthrown by Zeus.

Clearly the fear wasn't enough to stop Zeus.

Enter one Beryl Grace, the mortal star who managed to get the attention of both Zeus and Jupiter.

Giving birth to both Greek and Roman demigods.

Something that to my knowledge hasn't happened anywhere else in the series.

And without letting anyone knowing abd getting the biggest I told you so in history, Zeus has to deal with this.

Hera finds out because of course she does.

And offers Jason to Lupa, the wolf goddesses.

While Thalia runs off when she's old enough, Hades founds out and is very sore after the whole Maria Di Angelo incident sends a monster after her.

She almost does but Zeus saves her by turning her into a tree.

And when she's free she joins the hunt.

And the fates are pissed that Thalia being of the hunt is shielded by Artemis and they cannot intervene.

But there's still one unexpected item in the bagging area: Jason

(I'm well aware of Percy but the fates saw his life and went yeah it's gonna suck enough let's leave this one.)

Jason who has been abandoned by all he loves to the literal wolves.

A child, little more than a baby being trained by the wolf goddess himself.

Perfect.

Jason gets older and stronger, he goes to Camp Jupiter and is made Praetor.

He goes on quest after quest in service for the God's.

But instead of unwavering loyalty and being happy simply to serve the God's, as expected, Jason feels empty.

Because if there's one thing Jason wants, more than thing in the world.

It's to have a family.

He adores the people of Camp Jupiter but their almost colleagues, acquaintances.

United under their existence and mission to serve the God's.

His only true friend, Reyna is distant, she is a companion he is happy to have in his life but their relationship has always been professional.

And she's made herself clear that she doesn't agree with his want for family. That it's kind of ridiculous.

Jason snapped at that, saying it was easy for her to say as she had her sister Hylla.

Though they didn't see much of each other, Hylla still visited camp and both were close.

While he had no one.

It was one of the only times Jason had gotten angry at her.

And while taken aback, Reyna apologised. Though it only reminded Jason how lonely he truly was.

People at Camp spoke to him, sparred with him but it was like he was a star.

Something to be looked at in awe but couldn't be approached because it was out of reach.

Jason refuted that he was better any of them, even putting himself in the lowest cohort just yo be seen as anything but that.

His efforts were futile.

Jason had been claimed his first day of Camp.

And since than he'd been rendered untouchable.

He hated it more than anything.

And than Jason began to dream.

Dreams the fates slowly fed him while whispering in his ears that he did have a family.

His father claimed him, so he knew of him.

His family, his father was waiting for him.

No God's entered Camp Jupiter of course so the only way was to meet him in Olympus itself.

He dreamt of marble floors, of a man on a throne who shared his electric blue eyes.

Hand outstretched and a warm smile, welcoming his son to his side.

A father, the fates whispered your family.

You can have all you ever wanted.

And Jason craved that.

He wanted it more than anything.

And they knew it.

Jason gave in.

He sneaks out of Camp without anyone seeing him, following the path from his dreams all the way to the Empire State building.

The usual guard isn't their and from his dreams Jason knows how to access the 600th floor.

It's exactly as his dreams looked.

And their, their was his father in all his glory atop his throne.

Jason can't help the smile on his face.

He's done it.

Finally

Finally he would have the family he always wanted.

He marches to his father's throne, dropping to a bow and announcing himself as Jason Grace, son of Jupiter and that he's so happy to meet his father, so honoured to meet him.

When he looks up.

The smile he expected is nowhere to be found.

His father is enraged.

As are the rest of the Olympians.

"A son?! You, you dare berate me brother for my own offspring while you've been hiding your own!"

"Son of Jupiter?"

"How did he get here?!"

Tells of outrage and anger echo throughout the room but none are as mad as the God before him.

"You... Insolent child dare to approach me. You dare to come to Olympus, to what? Intimidate me?"

Jason shook his head frantically "No no I only wanted to meet you... I'm your son."

Why... Was this going so horribly...?

Zeus sneered at him "I don't know what you think you are doing here, but if you think for a second you belong in my presence you are sorely mistaken. You are nothing, not to me not anyone else."

And something.

Something in Jason snapped.

His dream, everything he ever wanted burning before him.

He laughed.

It was loud.

Hysterical.

He even had tears in his eyes.

"All this time... All this time they say, your father is the mighty Jupiter. Your father is a King amongst men, the vanquisher of Kronos."

He laughed again.

How wrong they were.

How wrong he was.

"I wanted nothing more to meet my father, this mighty king... And you, you are just a pathetic man with a paper crown."

Silence swept the throne room.

Zeus stood before Jason, enraged didn't even capture just how angry he was.

But Jason found he didn't care.

He was angry.

The being he'd served his whole life was not the great King he'd thought him to be.

His fathered towered over him but Jason didn't back down.

He'd been lied to.

All his life he was to serve his father, his whole life he'd served his father and he didn't even want him.

He didn't love him.

Jason questioned if he ever could feel love.

His life meant nothing.

"You... Insolent!"

Jason didn't hear the rest of the speech.

Not before a bolt of lighting flew at him.

Instinctively Jason threw up his arm, reaching out for the Bolt.

It stopped.

It swerved.

And made a dent in his father's throne.

Jason looked down at his hands in shock.

Before chuckling "is that, all you've got?"

That... That was the infamous Master Bolt?

His father truly was nothing like he'd been famed to be.

If a lowly Demigod like Jason could swat his prized weapon like a fly.

No one had ever made it to Olympus without being detected.

They hadn't even noticed him until Jason announced himself.

They were pathetic.

How... How had he spent his whole life training, serving them.

"Is this why you require demigods?" Jason thought out loud "your weapons are nothing but relics collecting dust. Your feats are nothing but stories. Your power, nothing but a distant memory."

Jason almost pitied them.

Almost.

"So you spawn demigods to do your dirty work, your chores for you because you can't." He snorted.

They were nothing.

They were nothing so they trained their young to do their bidding.

Ignored... Alone...nothing but the fantasy of serving their parents who didn't care for them at all.

Fury.

"How dare you!"

"Oh I dare, all your good for is screwing a mortal and sitting on your backsides! I've lost friends! I've lost so many comrades on your stupid quests!"

A coldness settled in him.

A surety amongst his fury.

"I've lost my childhood, my life for beings who wouldn't care if I lived or died. They'd just bed another mortal and sent the fetus off to battle... And I won't lose any more for you."

Their was defiance in Jason's eyes as he eyed his father.

His father who looked at him with pure rage.

"If you do not silence that demigod Zeus... I will"

Jason didn't bother to see who spoke.

"No, this is my mistake and I will correct it."

"What are you gonna do, smite me? Gonna have to get one of my many... Many siblings to pull your bolt out for you."

Zeus snarled, but Jason was raised by wolves and simply scoffed.

His father blasted him.

Those watching would say it blew the egotistical demigod to smithereens.

Others say he transported himself elsewhere.

Hades himself vertified that the boys soul had not entered his domain.

Jason left, changed.

His yearning for a family had been stamped out.

He was nothing but a tool.

A soilder.

But now, now his sword wasn't pointed to monsters.

But the God's themselves.

They'd stole him.

They'd stole his dream.

They'd stole his childhood.

They'd stole the lives off their own kids to further their goals.

And Jason.

He watched as the crumbled throne of Krios reformed around him.

He sat atop it.

A smile on his face that was all teeth.

Teeth stained with ichor that he licked from his lips.

He was going to destroy them all.

And the fates they smiled upon him.

Their work here was done.

[hyperactivewhore]

while obviously racism plays the biggest role in the differences between klope and klarcel, for klaus i’d say that gender plays a larger role than blood ties in comparison to elijah/rebekah/freya/kol.

i believe that klaus is fully capable and willing to love marcel as a genuine child of his despite him being adopted but hope being a girl makes him love her a bit more because he “gets” to protect her rather than feeling like he has to compete with her like he did with marcel. i mean hope as a full tribrid is stronger than klaus (bc magic) but i can’t see him having the same reaction to that as he did with upgraded!marcel

Oh, completely! A clear example of this is how he behaves with Rebekah and Elijah: he isn't nearly as protective or jealous over his brother as he is with his sister.

A lot of his issues with Marcel come from the fact that he never told him he was alive, and also that he made New Orleans the city it is today. Klaus met Marcel when he was already a child, when Marcel had already the memories of his biological father engraved in his brain: like him, Marcel was abused and that is the reason he even adopted him. I believe Klaus himself or some of his siblings said it, but he adopted Marcel because he saw himself in him.

Klaus loved the kid, that much was clear. He even got jealous of Elijah spending time with Marcel, going as far as to undagger Kol but daggering him again the moment he saw his brother was a danger to the kid he loved as his son. Klaus was actually jealous and possessive over Marcel's affections towards Rebekah too, just like he would have been with Landon and Hope. He daggered his sister because in his words "she needs a lesson on what she can and cannot take from me" or something similar. Like what happened with Hope and Hayley initially, he did not want to share his son with his sister.

Klaus was deeply hurt by Marcel's "death" too, and in 1x11 he said "I thought you were dead. It was years before I could speak your name, so keenly did I feel that los" so I completely think he wouldn't be able to actually kill Marcel at all, despite all his threats, and the same goes for him and etc.

Gender plays a big role in all of Klaus’s relationships. When killing any of Rebekah's lovers, Klaus then would proceed to verbally harass her, making her feel stupid and small and all kind of things, and he did the same to Freya with Keelin, who quickly called him out on his bullshit. He never did this to his brothers, only to his sisters.

In my opinion, Marcel holds the same value as Hope does in Klaus’s life. He just couldn't show it, because there was a lot of bad blood between them and also because he was a man.

[mha-grievances]

Alright, I’m bored, so I’m gonna tell you my opinions of the various MHA villains. This isn’t a dee analysis on any of them. Just my vague thoughts on them. I won’t be tackling any of the Nomu (including Kurogiri), spin-off villains, or movie villains:

AFO: He’s just there for me. For a Big Bad he’s kinda lackluster. He lacks the charisma of the archetype that he’s trying to be a part of when compared to other members of his archetype (giant looming threat) such as Darkseid and Thanos.

Tomura: Meh. I know people didn’t like him initially when he showed up cause he was a man-child, but I didn’t mind that. However he’s not really interesting to me. Sure his backstory’s sad, but his grand plan is to just disintegrate everything… just cause? While this is nothing new, it was kinda lackluster seeing as the narrative was putting Tomura down the path of being the next biggest villain. Like I get it, fuck society, but what does destroying everything accomplish? I dunno, his story feels weak to me.

Dabi: He’s definitely overrated by the fandom, but I like his character. He’s also got a kickass design and quirk. Dabi’s motives are a bit more than “fuck the world, let me destroy it” as his beef is with his abusive father. I can buy into this more-so than Tomura’s motives

Himiko: Definitely one of my top villains in the series, but I feel like she wasn’t explored as well as she should’ve been. Himiko’s definition of love is to literally become someone else, which can serve as a metaphor of people who aren’t able to accept who they are and aim to change everything about themselves. You compare this to Ochako’s experience with love which fuels her to be the best possible version of herself. I also would’ve loved to see more of her relationship with her quirk, how it has dominated every portion of her life. Finally, I do agree with those who say she’s often fetishized.

Spinner: I like him, but he’s been severely underutilized. His arc about mutant quirk discrimination was quickly wrapped up in like one issue and that’s it.

Mr. Compress: One of my favorite MHA villains. I love his quirk, his personality, and design. However, he struggles with a clear lack of motives, his only boiling down to the fact his ancestor was one of the greatest villains to ever exist. Why did Mr. Compress choose to follow his footsteps? Was it for fame? Because he agreed with his ancestor? Or maybe for another reason? At most we can say he hates society like the rest of the villains, but that doesn’t really give us much insight to his character.

Twice: My favorite MHA villain. If there’s anything from MHA that can be considered great, it’s the writing of Twice’s character. Twice is someone anyone can relate to, a person cast aside by the world and is willing to do anything to make friends. His quirk has caused him great anguish and he constantly grapples with his self identity. Out of all the LoV members, he has the biggest heart, but easily the most fragile one, and that’s why he’s a villain. It’s why he refused Hawks’s hand when told he could be a good guy. He saw his friends, the people who accepted him for who he was, and chose to fight besides them even if what they were doing was wrong. Twice is without a doubt the best character to come out of MHA and I will die on this hill.

Dr. Garaki: one of my favorite villains concept wise. A man who is canonically smarter than Nezu (who has an intelligence enhancing quirk) who makes Frankenstein like monsters could’ve been a super cool idea for a main antagonist. He could’ve served as a parallel to Izuku as Dr. Garaki’s quirk provides no offense utility. He’s essentially a quirkless person who lives longer. He is kinda a walking plot device though.

Magne: As many people would agree, she was wasted potential. A trans character who could’ve helped with MHA’s world building. I do wanna know why she chose to be a villain, but unfortunately after the Overhaul Arc she’s never brought up again.

Mustard: I like Mustard a lot but he’s yet another character with wasted potential. A kid as young as 1-A who hates heroes, a lot could’ve been done with that.

Moonfish: Unpopular opinion but I really like Moonfish. Why? Cause of his design. It’s very Lovecraftian like and I’m a sucker for those sorta things. Moonfish isn’t a deep character but he doesn’t need to be. He’s just evil and that’s fine. His creepy factor more than makes up for a lack of character.

Muscular: Serves as a physical obstacle Izuku has to overcome. Does his job well in that regard. Unlike Moonfish his appearance or quirk doesn’t make him stand out to me.

The Eight Bullets: Categorizing them all together. I like them. I can empathize with their struggles and how they wish to be needed despite being social outcasts. Obviously I wish more detail was put into them, but that’s pretty much it. I will say Rappa kinda doesn’t belong in there cause unlike the others, his motive is just that he wants to fight Overhaul, but that’s not to say I dislike him. I just feel he should’ve swapped places with one of the other Yakuza who weren’t the Eight Bullets.

Overhaul: In terms of presentation, design, and quirk, he absolutely is one of my favorite characters. His motives suck though. Man is in possession of one of the strongest quirks in the series and his motive is “ew, quirks are cooties”. Wanting to create quirk erasure bullets to cripple heroes so that the Yakuza can rise again is more than a fine motive for him. The “quirks are a disease” thing comes off as dumb. Maybe if he actually had a quirk that affected this behavior, this motive would’ve made a lot more sense.

Re-Destro: Boring. He could’ve been a neat Magneto type character but he’s immediately thrown to the side despite somehow having a city’s worth of members and spies layered throughout Japan.

The rest of the MLA: Couldn’t care for any of them, except for Geten, but that’s only because he has a cool design and quirk. The girl who can place mines had a cool quirk and design, but she got on my nerves.

Giran: Sometimes I forget he exists 😂. He’s basically a walking plot device.

Edit: I forgot someone 😭

Stain: I felt his message was extremely important to the themes of MHA and I like his design. However I feel that they neutered his message by having him target any heroes who weren’t All Might. There are other heroes, like Tensei, who are great heroes, just not at the caliber as All Might in terms of fame. Doesn’t mean they’re any less of a good hero. Imo he should’ve been more selective with his targets.

Edit 2: Forgot about another person 😭

La Brava: I like her. I think she’s cute and her relationship with Gentle is both genuine and well written. Her being a hacker’s really cool.

Edit 3: Forgot yet another person 😭

Gentle: thought he was cool too. A more human villain compared to the others we’ve gotten, and while not evil, is still someone who fits the bill of a villain.

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Here we go, the infamous Meat Circus!

Psychoborrower

Chapter 14

The inside of the tent was huge, definitely bigger than it let on from outside. While I hadn’t been to a circus before, it looked how I would expect one to look. Well, besides the meat theming.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a big meat grinder with a picture of a bunny on it.

Right. Humans eat those things sometimes. Totally normal and not horrifically traumatizing to me specifically. Nope.

Something fell into the grinder from above, and the machine sprung to life, making a series of disgusting noises as it blended up whatever was inside of it. I had no intention of sticking around to see what came out of it, so I climbed a nearby ladder to begin my search for Raz.

I’m no acrobat, but any borrower who wants a chance at survival has to be decently agile, so I was able to work my way up the platforms. I did have to rely on my powers a bit, and swinging across bone trapezes made me anxious in more ways than one, but I felt confident that I’d make it through this insane circus.

I was almost at the top, and I could see Raz and a kid in a propeller cap running around on the steak platform directly above me. I levitated up to join them, and it was there that I finally saw the aftermath of the meat grinders.

Hideous mutant bunny monsters tumbled out, and in that moment it felt like my heart stopped. Not even my worst nightmares could conjure up something this disturbing.

The bunnies split up, one going to attack Raz, the other going after the little kid. Raz was at least able to fight back, but the boy in the propeller hat was completely defenseless. That, and he didn’t seem all that concerned for his own safety. As the monsters continued to attack him, his focus remained on a normal, non-mutated bunny.

“Come back, Mr. Bun! Or Daddy’s gonna kill you!”

Finally, it all made sense. The bunnies in Basic Braining. The meat. That was Oleander’s trauma. He reverted to his child self in his mind, and was reliving a memory of his father killing bunnies. It was all some freaky coincidence that I also happened to have bunny related trauma.

Of course, my situation was very different. While he viewed those creatures as innocent and vulnerable, I only saw them as monsters that tried to kill my Mom and acted as the catalyst that ruined my relationship with my family.

They were a threat that I felt powerless against, because no matter what I did, I could still hear my parents’ voices. I could still feel the shame they placed on me for using my powers, even knowing deep down that I did the right thing.

Then, it happened again. Just like in Basic Braining, I lost control over my projection and shrank at the sight of the bunnies. Starting to panic, I tried to shift back, but it wouldn’t work.

“Hang in there, Oly! Just need to get more Confusion Grenades!”

As Raz was still fighting the bunny monster, two more dropped out of the grinders, and they all ganged up on him. They cornered him on the edge of the platform, and I could see he was about to lose balance and fall off.

Still, all I could do was panic. My focus was nonexistent as I essentially watched that awful memory play out all over again. I couldn’t fight. She’d never forgive me…

Wait. No. This wasn’t Mom. This was Raz. He wouldn’t care if I used my powers to save him. I could do this…

I focused on the monsters. On how much I hated them for hurting the people I care about. Just like Sasha taught me, I took control of my emotions and released them in a PSI-Blast.

Immediately after hitting them, the monsters turned their attention to me.

“That’s right. I’m right here. Come and get me.”

They charged at me, and Raz took that opportunity to set them on fire, quickly killing them before they could reach me. As soon as the coast was clear, he ran over to pick me up and hug me.

“Flint! That was incredible! But… what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to save you, ya big dork. Well, I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to be doing other than keep you from dying. What about you?”

He pointed to little Oly, who was still running after the bunny with no chance of catching up to it.

“Same thing, but for him. This version of Oleander doesn’t know how to use his psychic powers yet, so I’ve gotta keep those monsters away from him. With our minds fused, if one of us dies, we both will.”

The meat grinders started up again, so I grabbed Mr. Bun with Telekinesis and held him up for Oly. He happily took the bunny and flew off to a higher platform using his propeller cap.

“We’d better follow him.”

Raz put me on his shoulder, and we managed to get up to the next platform just before the bunny monsters could attack us again. Unfortunately, little Oly didn’t want to stay put, and he went ahead and got onto the tunnel of love ride.

“Huh… weird that this ride exists in such a loveless place.”

“I can tell you right now you’re not gonna love this. Hold on tight, Flint.”

With only that brief warning ahead of time, Raz jumped onto the unsteady, partially broken railway and slid across it at top speed. The track made all sorts of unusual twists and turns that completely disregarded real world physics, but I tried not to let it faze me. I’d already been through Boyd’s mind, after all.

At the end of the railway was the big top. This tent was bigger than the first, but eerily empty. There wasn’t any sort of setup for circus performers. The only thing of note was a massive chasm in the floor with spinning blades.

“Why… Why would anyone need a meat grinder that big?”

A very panicked Oly ran over to us, having relocated the bunny to somewhere safer. A relief on my part. I still don’t like looking at those things.

“You’ve gotta get out of here! My Dad’s coming!”

We heard the sound of evil laughter and huge, stomping footsteps. An unbelievably giant man armed with bloody cleavers arrived, and he stared us down with predatory eyes.

“Ahh… more little bunnies!”

Oly screamed and made a run for it, but Raz stayed put. If I had the chance, I probably would’ve run too. But I wasn’t leaving Raz’s side, and we had to deal with this guy one way or another, or else he’d keep terrorizing us.

For some reason, I thought covering up my fear with snarky comments was a good idea.

“We’re not bunnies. In fact, I’m insulted you’d even make that mistake.”

He went into another fit of maniacal laughter.

“All meat’s the same once it’s gone through the grinder!”

At that, the butcher started trying to chop us up with his cleavers. Raz put up his shield, and we had to dodge all of his attacks until we could get him into a position to land punches on him.

The big guy didn’t move very fast, so avoiding him wasn’t that hard, but the constant threat of accidentally slipping into the grinder was anxiety-inducing. I thought we almost had him, but then he sliced a hole in the tent and threw Raz through it, causing me to fall off his shoulder in the process.

It all happened so fast, and levitation couldn’t save me. I was about to plummet headfirst into the meat grinder and it was too late to stop it. I could only hope that this wouldn’t actually kill me and I’d just be booted from their minds, but this was a unique case, so I wasn’t sure what to expect.

Thankfully, I didn’t have to find out.

“Gotcha! It’s okay, little guy! I won’t let him hurt you!”

It turns out little Oly came back, and he caught me at just the right time.

It was strange to think that this sweet little kid would grow up to concoct such an evil plot to take over the world, but I guess trauma does crazy things to the mind.

“Oh Morceau, when will you learn? Little runts like that are only good for one thing!”

“No! You’re wrong! He’s my friend, and he’s got thoughts and feelings just like us!”

“Don’t use that tone with me, young man! Prepare to be… GROUNDED!!”

I could only imagine how Oly felt in that moment. It was horrifying enough to see this supposed father hunt down his innocent child, but the kid had to be scared out of his mind. And yet, he was still adamant on protecting me.

“Oly, you’ve gotta listen to me. You’re psychic. You can fight back. Don’t let him make you feel small.”

“But… how?”

I took a deep breath, focusing my energy, and I was finally able to shift to human size again.

“Follow my lead.”

In that moment, it felt like all my training paid off. I was passing on all the things I learned at camp to an inexperienced kid who needed guidance. Everything I learned from Sasha, Milla, and Coach over the years…

Wait, I taught the kid version of Coach stuff that I learned from him, so does that make me the teacher? Or is it an unending cycle of us teaching each other? Yeah, not gonna dwell on that anymore, don’t want my head to explode.

We defended ourselves against the butcher, but we still struggled to land a hit on him. Then, a portal opened behind him, spitting out Raz and a creepy, zombie-looking version of his dad.

“Just as I thought, Razputin. You’ve gone and made filthy psychic friends! Look at how they’ve been terrorizing poor Butch here!”

“But, Dad, they-”

“I don’t wanna hear it, son! This ends now…”

We were all in place for what looked to be the final showdown. Even though we outnumbered them, two angry dads are a force to be reckoned with. I could only hope that I taught Oly well enough in that short time, and that the three of us would be enough to take them down.

Or that Raz’s actual dad would join us soon since he seemed to know what he was doing. I sure as hell didn’t.

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To Prove To You - Chapter one

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Word count: 13k

Series summary: Nereide is a sea nymph with a peculiarity: She knows how to control her element (water) and has magical abilities. Poseidon, aware of that, decides to send her to Asgard as a student of Frigga. She studies with Loki, and as they grow up, they begin to develop feelings for each other. But what if Odin's plans for her get in the way?

Chapter Summary: a brief prologue of Loki and Nereide's childhood and early teens.

Content: unestablished relationship, friends to lovers, fwb, platonic love, romance, angst, fluff, loss of verginity

Content warnings: smut, melancholy, dacryphilia, Loki is a fabulous bitch with a big heart and a witty sense of humor, a bit over dramatic and very clever. He's sensitive, but hides his feelings and acts really rough around Nereide also because he likes to see her pouting and eventually becoming even more clingy.

Chapter warnings: mention of death

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In the depths of the vast mysterious dark Ocean, lived a lovely nymph child called Nereide. With her long locks of umbra hair and shimmering hazel eyes, she was the youngest daughter of Poseidon, the great God of the Ocean. But Nereide was no ordinary nymph. She had a gift, one that was bestowed upon her since birth. She could control the water and had magical abilities that were beyond her years.

As soon as she grew up, Poseidon was afraid she could lose control over these powers and become a threat, so he decided to send his daughter to their nearest Realm: Asgard, the house of the norse Gods.

He wanted his daughter to become the pupil of Frigga, the queen of Asgard. He was sure she could manage that kid, he didn’t even remember who her mother was, so it was no big deal to leave her there. She would have cried for her sisters, she would have wept for the warm, salty waters and all the creatures that inhabitated them, but he didn’t care. Gods areknown to be selfish and irresponsible.

Frigga was a renowned well known magic practitioner. Nereide, a curious and ambitious little lady, was eager to learn and sought Frigga for her tutelage.

Nereide had never been away from the sea, the farest she went was the seashore. She was both excited and apprehensive about her entrusting, but she trusted her father's “wisdom” and set out on her new life.

As she approached Asgard, Nereide was in awe of the grandeur and beauty of the place. She could feel the magic and power that emanated from the magnificent kingdom. It was nothing like the Olymus, everything there seemed to her so new and…pretty. Pretty was her favourite word, and she could feel her heart in her throat everytime she pronouced it. Pretty, only a whisper. Pretty, she looked around with teary eyes.

The sun was shining as she, a naked child covered only by her long hair, was walking down the Rainbow Path outside the Bifrost.

None really paid much attention to her, some curious and weird looks flew on her tanned and soft skin. As she managed to enter the throne room, she couldn't help but feel nervous about meeting the queen of Asgard.

When she finally saw the queen, she began to fidge with her fingers. Frigga was a tall and majestic woman with piercing blue eyes and hair as golden as the sun. Nereide kneeled before her, shaking, becuase Asgard was so much cooler than the Ocean, but Frigga joined her and lifted her up, embracing her warmly. She already knew who she was and why she was there, and Nereide was surprised by the queen's kindness and warmth. She never had met a motherly figure like her.

As Odin noticed, he couldn’t help but burst out in anger: it was a shame, a lewd, dangerous creature like a nymph was unexeptable in his palace, nor his whole reign. He wanted to banish her, but Frigga insisted: she could sense that the girl had to live in Asgard for their own sake. Odin wasn’t relly pleased by his wife’s decision, but he couldn’t deny it to her.

The girl could stay, but she had to learn how to be an Asgardian, and she couldn’t be treated like his sons. She wasn’t their daughter, not even a Goddess, she couldn’t be a princess.

As if Frigga maintained the last rule… Frigga managed to teach her customs and Asgard traditions, but most important she convinced her to wear at least a tunic.

Over the next few weeks, Nereide learned how to harness her powers and control the water in a way she never thought possible. She could transform it as she pleased, in all its forms. Every day, Frigga would teach her new things and guide her with patience and love: Nereide was willing to learn, and started to feel at home in Asgard. She had found a new family in the queen, she even called her Mother, but would never call Odin her Father. He despised her. Frigga took her under her wing, but she had to be aware of Odin’s Rage against her. At first, Nereide struggled to keep up with the teachings, but she persisted and eventually became skilled.

One day, as the sun set over the mystical private queen’s garden, Frigga sat under the shade of an ancient oak tree, surrounded by a haze of glowing emerald light. She was deep in thought, and suddenly, she felt a presence behind her and turned to see Nereide standing there with a coy smile. Her pure heart and boundless potential had caught the queen's attention, Frigga lt the girl sit down with her and began teaching Nereide the complex incantations of white magic, and how to focus on healing spells.

As they were talking, they were suddenly joined by a mischievous figure…

A tall, gloomy kid was standing in front of them confounded by the girl’s presence. It was Loki. Nereide had seen him before, because he was also learning magic from his mother, but that was the first time she actually met him.

Despite the queen attempts to make the two get along, their personalities clashed and they were constantly bickering. Nereide found Loki to be arrogant and rude, while Loki saw Nereide as a naive and foolish girl.

And Loki was obviously envy: he was his mommy’s treasure, he didn’t want to share her with anyone, not even his brothers. And Nereide, oh, poor creature, she was better than him with her spells. He couldn’t accept it. Every second was a reason for them to fight, kicking and pulling eachothers hair like kittens, scratching their faces and run in tears to their Mother. Despite his charming demeanor, Nereide and Loki couldn’t seem to get along.

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-Ohi.

She recognised his voice immediately, and she covered her ears with her hands.

-Ohi you.

She turned back to look at him.

Loki was such an arrogant kid and always made fun of her in spite of their friendship. Being a nymph in a realm of Gods wasn’t easy for her even though Frigga loved her as her own child.

She could feel how others despised her, especially Odin.

-Ohiii, i said it first. How are you this magnificently fine morning?

-I am completely UpSeT.

-And why? Pray tell, why would you be upset at such an excellent time of the day? Have the sun and the stars not aligned for you as they have for me?

He was teasing her, testing her patience.

-Once in a while I am the one who woke up from the wrong side of the bed.

She looked at him holding her grudge.

-My head hurts…do you know why???

-Your…head hurts…? What an interesting turn of events! It’s almost like you did something terrible to someone who then cursed you, thus inflicting you with this pain!

He held back a grin, because obviously it was him who cursed her.

She watched him in disbelief. He always acted like a bully with her, always stating how much stronger and powerful he was against her. The reality was just that he was jealous. He didn’t want to share his mother with her, a mere Nymph from the sea waters and the oceans of Olympus.

-…I knew it was you! You and your silly pranks!

She splashed a water sphere on his face, making him scream in outrage and he dramatically fell onto the ground, wailing about his wet clothes and hair. He tried to play it up as if he was being tortured rather than just made damp. The whole time he was giving her his best attempt at an angry glare.

-How… DARE you.

-How dare YOU i’d say. Was it necessary???

She proclaimed, pointing her finger at him.

-Oooh, so you can put a curse on me and wound me like this and i can NOT splash you with your idiot water!? This. Is. NOT. Fair.

He was still glaring at her with his arms crossed, still wet on the floor. His hair wa stuck to hisface.

-Well, if you have any sort of remedy for my headache i will dry you up.

She said, raising an eyebrow to him.

-Why should i try to help you after you dared to pull such a heinous prank on me??? You’re the one who has clearly been cursed by the God of Mischief, it’s your own fault if can’t take a little bit of retalation!

He was waiting for her to come over and dry him off with her magic. He made no move to stand up or wipe the water off him, cleary trying to make her feel bad for what she has done o him. But he was clearly the mean one.

-You damn actor, you’re not even a God!

-I am! I am…a God.

-You are…a child.

-No i’m the future King!

-You’re not even a man!

-Of course i’m not, i’m a God!

Their quarels were always like this. They kinda enjoyed it by the way.

-Okay fine, if you don’t say you’re sorry, i will call Frigga.

She tried to threaten him.

-Oh? OH!? Ad what, pray tell, is mother-dear going to do to poor little me for getting a little wet?

His tone was full of scorn and derision, clearly upset that she alway had the audacity to frighten him with his own mom.

-I am a God, i am not to be treated like this, by anyone!

His brows furrowed with indignation, still making no effort to get out of that puddle of water he had formed on the floor.

-FRIGGAAAAAAAAA

She began to scream at the end of the stairs.

-LOKI IS BULLYING ME ONCE AGAINNNN.

When she started to shriek for the mother, Loki stood up in rage and brought her away from the stairs, facing her with his hands curled in fists.

-You are UNFORGIVABLE. I will make you pay for your disloyalty!

He lunged towards her, intendin to tackle her to the ground, furious.

She just screamed before falling down with him. They began o fight as if they were two kittens, scratching and biting, casting spells one against the other.

When tey are finished, thy both ended up all wet and with a bad headache. The hall was a complete disaster.

Loki rolled off her, his face was covered in rage and fury, still absolutely livid. There was a moment of utter silence, the only thing that could be heard was their furious breaths and the thundering of their hearts in their chests. As he slowly began to get up and stand, the only words i manged to get out between breaths, before he can fully stand, were:

-You…should not…ever…betray me…again

between patings. His face was dripping with wet hair.

She tried to catch her beath, still laying on the ground.

-And you…should NOT…do me those…terrible pranks.

she dried her face with the back of her hand.

-He stood up, his hands at his sides. The water and the rage made is face a complete mess. He was shaking with fury, his eyes wide and his mouth a thin line. He took another step towards her. There was a look in his eyes that promised danger and retribution, as if he might start another fight any seconds.

He began to speak through gritted teeth.

-You. You don’t betray the god of Mischief, EVER. Do we understand eachother?

She nodded, but then she kicked him in the leg and got up instantly.

-AND I’M GOING TO TELL ALL THIS TO YOUR MOM

She rushed upstairs calling for Frigga.

Loki, still in pain, charged towards her and pummeled her, hitting her as hard as he could.

She fell on the ground, crying because of the pain.

-How could you do this to me!? I am a girl, and you shouldn’t even touch a girl with a flower!

Now she was the dramatic one, but she had learned those tactics from him.

He stepped on her. Loki didn’t seem to care about what she said. If anything, her speech made him even angrier as he walked away from her.

No matter how many times he pushed her away, she always returned. And when she wasn’t to be found, he was the first to search all around for her. They needed eachother, they were never alone.

As the months passed by, Frigga watched the two young sorcerers as they practiced their magic. Loki was back again the best and soon began to teach himself his tricks to Nereide. She could sense a tender tension between them, despite their constant arguments. She hoped that they would eventually see past their differences and learn to appreciate each other's unique talents. Their hatred for each other had been based on misunderstanding, she was sure of it.

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As they continued to cross paths in their magical lessons, they started to notice the depth of each other's aptitude. Nereide was impressed by Loki's innovative approach to magic, while Loki was in awe of Nereide's skill and precision.

Frigga couldn't help but notice the chemistry between the two and encouraged them to work together. As they started to collaborate, their magical abilities grew stronger, and their animosity towards one another dissipated. They eventually became really good friends.

Frigga immediately noticed that Loki wasn’t treating the nymph as a sibling: it was something deeper, but they both had to discover it by themselves. Frigga was aware that Nereide couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of nostalgia and longing for her son, and Loki was hyperprotective and a whole different person around her…

Until that day…

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E...ETHIÚ

The group of children, stationed behind a bush, watched the deers they had been keeping an eye on for a long time fleeing because of that sneeze.

- Well done, Balder, you're the usual spoil-party!

Thor leapt up from hiding, and the sudden movement caused few leaves to get caught in his thick golden locks. Although he was one of the younger brothers, he was confident and didn't mind raising his voice with the older ones.

The sun, still feeble at the end of winter, filtered shy and clear through the treetops. The air was still cold, the youngs’s breath condensed.

-Don't blame him like that, he still has a lot to learn and getting upset like this is useless.

Tyr, the eldest of them, rebuked him instantly, placating the angry little thunder god.

-Come on, let's follow them and see if we can bring home a couple at least. This time I won't make up for any of your failures.

By saying this Tyr looked up to the sky, where the ravens of their father, Odin, circled above their heads, lurking on the branches as they moved.

-Huginn and Muninn??? Did our father send those damn crows to watch over us?

Balder asked raising his head as he accompanied his blind twin, Hoder, holding his hand.

Thor walked ahead of everyone, keeping his shoulders straight and his gaze determined.

-I won't disappoint him. Understood??? Ugly birds of ill omen!

-Bighead, calm down and focus on our mission.

Tyr could not even finish the sentence that Thor had started running after those deers that had gone into the forest.

-I'll take them all, even if I have to kill them with my bare hands!

At the palace, Frigga looked out the window thoughtfully. She had been waiting the return of his children since that same morning. One more stubborn than the other, they had decided to go hunting to demonstrate their strength and ability to their father. It had already been a whole day since they went.

The youngest of them, Thor, was in eternal competition with his older brothers, but he always redeemed himself, proving time after time to be the most capable, strong and daring.

Even his brother Tyr, god of War, was no match for his strength.

Thor's character was unparalleled, he was definitely the worthy heir of Odin.

The woman sighed, opening the curtains to let more light into the room, turning inside. Was it a good idea to send Loki and Nereide to find them? Evidently not.

Every god had a weakness, a flaw that would eventually lead to their downfall. And that day, when the brothers were hunting in the woods, Loki and Nereide had found them playing a stupid game:it was simple, the brothers had to throw everything they could against Balder, who was, supposedly, immortal.

Among them was Hoder, the blind god of winter and darkness, Balder’s twin.

Loki, with his ravished grin, exchanged a look with Nereide. His gaze went down to his hands, where he mastered, with his magic, a mistletoe harrow.

Despite his disability, Hoder was loved by many for his gentle nature and kind heart. But his fate would soon change, and tragedy would strike the land of the gods... Loki’s target was the great Balder, and Nereide knew damn well as she was shaking her head, looking at Loki while he was aproaching his blind brother, handing him the harrow.

And he threw it.

from the tops of the trees a flock of birds could be seen soaring in flight, frightened by the raucous cries of the boys.

Odin's two ravens flew in the opposite direction.

The kids rushed to Balder’s side, but there was nothing they could do. They were dismayed, they didn’t know how to go back to the palace and tell their parents.

His death was tragic and senseless, and it shook the entire realm of the gods. Odin was heartbroken, and Frigga was inconsolable. The other wept and mourned, for they could not believe that such a brave and noble warrior had been taken from them.

Loki had long harbored a grudge against Balder, the god of love and light, who was beloved by all, but he certainly did not want to appease his thirst for revenge with the death of his brother. Guilt was consuming him deeply. It’s not your fault, he could hear Nereide’s soft voice during the funerals, you couldn’t know.

Well, he knew, actually, the misteltoe was the only thing in the world that didn’t swear it would never injure Balder, but how could he knew it was going to kill him?

Hoder was wracked with guilt and sorrow at what he had done, and he knew that he had irrevocably changed the course of history. The others were devastated by Balder's death, and they mourned him deeply. Hoder, too, was consumed by anguish and despair, and he withdrew from them, unable to face the consequences of his actions. He was filled with regret and sorrow, knowing that he could never undo the damage he had caused. And though he was beloved, he could not find peace or forgiveness, for he knew that he had fallen prey to Loki's malevolent schemes. The other Gods sawhim as the murderer and punished him by banishing him to the underworld. Two broders went missing then, and after that, Tyr brutally died in a war.

And so, only Thor and Loki remained shattered by isolation and despair. Years passed, and Loki realized he never had hated Balder, but envied him. His heart ached for he chance to make things right, but it was too late. His brothers were gone forever, and he was left to live with the consequences of his actions.

For even the gentlest of souls can be led astray, and even the strongest of bonds can be broken by a single act of malice.

Loki was imprisoned for a short period because he’s considered responsible of one of his brothers’ death.

Loki was punished, tied to three rocks and a snake would drip poison on his face. Even though Nereide was allowed to help him ,collecting the venom in a tray, when he came back he kept the distance with her.

Loki sat underneath that snake swirling with guilt and sorrow. He had always been a mischievous trickster, but his latest plan had gone horribly wrong. He had wanted to prove himself to his father, to prove that he was worthy of being an Asgardian god. Instead, he had caused the death of his own brothers.

He thought about Nereide so much, looking at her holding up the tray, protecting him from the poison night adn day. She had always been kind to him, even when he was at his worst. He wanted to reach out to her, to beg for her forgiveness. But he couldn't. He was too ashamed of his actions, too burdened by his guilt.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Loki remained silence, still unable to face Nereide. He could hear her footsteps outside when she emptied the tray, he could sense her warmth as she kneeled before him. But he couldn't bring himself to speak to her.

When he came back, he avoided her. He only looked up at her walking in the garden with his Mother. Her eyes were sad, but there was a hint of something else there too. Something that Loki couldn't quite decipher. He heard her saying softly the same hurting phrases. "I'm sorry. I know he’s been struggling with guilt. Maybe now he can find a way to make things right."

Loki looked up at her, his heart racing. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to reach out to her, to tell her how much he had missed her. But he still felt the weight of his guilt. He wasn't sure if he could ever truly make things right.

As Nereide turned to walk away from the garden, Loki felt a pang of regret, hiding under the window where he was spying on her. He had let his guilt keep him from reaching out to her. But maybe, just maybe, there was still hope. Maybe he could find a way to make things right, as she said, to show Nereide that he was truly sorry. And maybe, just maybe, they could find a way back to each other once again.

As the sun began to set, Loki sat alone on a cliff overlooking the vast ocean. The weight of his actions had driven him into seclusion, and he kept his distance from Nereide, the only person he had ever been truly close to.

Despite her efforts to coax him out of his shell, Loki kept his guard up, refusing to let anyone see his true emotions. Every time Nereide tried to get closer, he would push her away, afraid that his feelings would only cause her pain.

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As days turned into weeks, Loki's isolation became more and more unbearable. He longed for Nereide's company, but his guilt held him back. He didn't want to bring her any more pain. As Loki sat alone with his thoughts, he heard a faint whisper on the wind. A voice that sounded familiar, yet distant, calling out to him. Curiosity got the better of him, and he set off to find the source of the mysterious voice.

As he walked, the voice grew louder, calling out to him with a sense of urgency. He followed it to a nearby cave among the searocks, where he found Nereide, her eyes filled with tears.

Without a word, the awkwardly looked at eachother. They both grew up, they had spent years together in that cell but they both felt so distant from the other. For a moment, Loki hesitated, unsure of what to do. But as Nereide's tears continued to fall, he knew that he had to take a chance.

In that moment, Loki realized that even though he couldn't change the past, he could still choose to move forward. And with Nereide by his side, he knew that anything was possible.

But as usual, his cynism took over.

-Oh, look who’s back, the weirdest maremaid.

He said, leaning on a rock. The crashing waves sound was distant from them, the echo of their voices filled the small cave.

Nereide wiped away her tears, her voice was soar.

-Why don’t you mind your business and think about where have you been instead.

-Don’t try and turn this around on me, Nereide. I know exactly where I’ve been. If you have a problem with me, I’m happy to take it to another dimension and beat the crap out of you!

They exchanged a complicit look and Nereide ran away from him, yelling: -Beat me all you want i ain’t going!

-Don’t run from me you little…!!! I should…i should…!

…

I’ll tink of a punishment for you later!

-You don’t even try to catch me, you lazy boy?

-Hmf. Why waste my time chasing you when I know you won’t get far…

I’ll get my revenge one day!

It seemed that nothing had changed between them, they seemed even closer than before. Nereide snorted, walking back to him.

-oof, it’s not funny if you don’t collab!

-You know, chasing you is so fun but i always end up trapping you unless you jump in water, you coward.

They both sat on a rock, looking at the sun diving into the ocean. The sky was already lilac, nearly livid, some stars were visible.

-You didn’t even ask me how am I!

Said the girl unable to hold back her smile. She was so childish from times to times, she could cry her soul out and two seconds later it was like nothing happened.

-Ugh, you’re beind dramatic again. You ALWAYS pull the sympathy card because you think it’ll get you out of any ‘trouble’ i’ve caused you, but you know what? That’s not going to work anymore. I’ve had enough. No more favors from me. Got it?

We all know he didn’t believe his own words and Nereide knew better. She held his arm, leaning her head on his shoulder.

-Who is the drama queen now?

Why don’t we go to the palace? Thor and the others are having so much fun doing some fights!

-Only you are the drama queen, And i’m done with your antics. You are always the one to blame, not me! Why in the nine realms would i do you any favors after what you said about me!? I’m not your pet, Nereide, i have far more pride than that, unlike you.

He pulled his arm away from her, storming outside the cave.

He wasn’t ready to face her yet, and he blamed himself for that. He didn’t expect her to be so…gorgeous. She grew taller, her features still sweet and innocent, yet more mature. And her eyes, god, her fawn eyes, he couldn’t hold his gaze on hers without thinking of sinful stuff. Acting out of anger was the best way he could run away with his mad beating heart.

Nereide looked at him incredulous, following him

-did something that i don’t know happen to you, Loki?

She asked, truly concerned.

-You happened, Nereide.

You happened and now I will have my revenge.

Actually, he would fuck the brains out of her, he wants to choke her and fuck her till she’s unconsious, but he wants to degrade her so much. He wants to see her teary and pleading eyes, because he knows that Nereide gets turned on by his attitude. They weren’t kids anymore and he knew better, he knew how to read her, spying on her like a maniac.

He just stomped out of the seaside, fuming and seehing.

He’s usually calm and relaxed, but this was unacceptable to him. The idea of Nereide that had power over him (without her knowing) was unthinkable, but he’s doing his best to hold back his temper.

Nereide began to cry again. Big, plump tears running over her cheeks.

-i’m sorry, whatever i did, i am so sorry

-You’re doing it again, doll. You’re trying to use my empathy against me! You’re trying to make me feel bad for you, bu i will not have you taking advantage of me! I will not let you play with me! I am the God of Mischief, for crying out loud! I’m done being nice! I should be the one who drags and bangs you everywhere like a rag!

Nereide was utterly in shock, hurt by his words. She ran away, bursting in tears. Loki follows after her.

-I’M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET.

With rage and something between lust and hunger, he summons an opening to another dimension. He shoved Nereide into the portal with as much force as he can muster, closing it behind him. It’s dark there.

-Is this another one of Your tests!? I can’t anymore, please…

Something lit up. They were in the library.

-You’ve brought this upon yourself…

And as he said that, he shoved her in the corridors.

from that moment, the brothers' tragic story was no longer mentioned by the two. Indeed, Frigga's predictions of their affection had turned out to be true.

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Each year was passing by, they were both learing magic from Frigga and they were always locked up in the library, studying.

Thor and their other friends always called them to go on adventures with them, but they hardly went out.

Loki began to be more and more closed in on himself as they were growing up, only her company was welcome.

But whenever he joined the others he never let her go with them. He was convinced that she could be endangered, and he wasn't entirely wrong.

But it was always a joy to return to the palace and find her lost in her spells, to search her all over the rooms only to find out that she was in the garden waiting for him with new books, or flowers, or anything they could do together.

She was a free girl, daughter of nature, always smiling and naive; her sun-kissed skin felt as soft and sweet as a peach, her big eyes always bright. She had freckles and very long dark hair, always loose.

It was unthinkable for everyone that Loki was her closest friend: he had always despised everyone who wasn’t divine, yet there he was, more and more lost walking with her, training with her, talking with her...

You are wrong if you think that no one made fun of him for this.

The truth is, Loki was teased about a lot of things. He was put down for not being like his brother Thor, and he was very bad-tempered.

Nereide seemed the only one who didn’t mind about it. They’ve been friends for a lifetime, and she knew that he wasn’t easy to understand sometimes. She knew she had flaws too, so she accepted him as he was.

-Nereide!

Whenever she heard him pronounce her name she felt a shiver on her skin.

She smiled widely at him. She was caressing some roses that had just blossomed.

-Oh, it’s you!

-Oh? OH??? Have you forgotten who i am??? The greatest god of them all? Did my magnificence slip your mind?

He said dramatically, leaning against her as if he was about to collaps.

She laughed at it, reaching him and holding his arm.

-How could i ever forget your greatness, my beloved God.

-You can never forget it. Anywone who does shall be punished by me. Punishing is my god-born right!

-Yeah yeah, it is, it is… Come with me.

She held his arm trying to bring him with her.

-I would love to walk with you, great Nereide. We’re going to discuss punishing these mortals, aren’t we? Or are we going to discuss how magnificent i am? You may speak first.

Loki followed her, matching her pace. She was shorter than him, like a lot, so he needed to go slower.

-I suppose you could say that one is infinitely more than the other and it’s a difficult choice.

He turned to her with his head held high. His eyes almost shone with a holy light.

Nereide giggled, walking outside in the front gardens with him.

-Why can’t we just do both, you Narcissist?

-Of course we can do both! We can do anything!

Loki gestured broadly with his arms.

-Look at verything around us, we have control over the fates of everything that’s mortal! We can change the weather, cause disasters and ruin all those “precious” creations! We are their masters, they are playthings to us! We can take what we want from them, whenever we want!

The nymph rolled her eyes, waiting for him to finish before speaking.

-…Why can’t we just do something constructive instead of destroying? Like, we already have everything, let’s just leave them alone. Let’s go to the sea instead!

-Ohw, but my beautiful Nereide, i’ve always had a faschination with the cruelest parts of mortality. It’s the negative emotions of the mortals i love most. Anger, greed, pride, hatred…Those are the things tat fascinate me the most. How the negative affects on everyone’s life. And chaos…chaos is a personal favorite of mine. I cannot resist it’s allure.

He sigghed dramatically, looking off into the far distance.

-And my love for chaos must be fed…

She smiled again, shaking her head a little and nudging him.

-Want to train together with some magic pranks?

-Yes, yes, very much. I’m always in the mood to destroy your enthusiasm.

They both laugh at this, knowing that is’s completely false.

-I think i actually have a really fun, possibly mean, little trick i want to show you.

She held his hand, speeding a little, dragging him.

-Let’s head to the Arena then, it should be empty. I have seen Thor and the others going to the Bifrost earlier.

-Excellent! I love the sound of us having the entire arena t ourselves. Now, watch carefully here, and don’t blink!

She released his hand and began to run to the arena.

-I can’t wait to see it!!!

Loki turned to look at Nereide with a mischievous, devious and devilish smile. A smile that was filled with all kind of mayhem and hijinks from which there was no escape. Then, almost as a stage magician would do, he snapped his fingers and sent Nereide to one of his illusionary dimension.

She huffed, stumping on her feet.

-Oh, not again!

He heard Loki laugh and laugh, cackling with glee before he snapped his fingers once again to return her back to the arena.

-And that, Nereide, is why we don’t mess with the Gods. Mwahahahah!

She formed an ice spear with her magic and threw it at him.

-LOKI YOU KNOW YOU SCARE ME WHEN YOU DO SUCH THINGS OH DEAR.

-I know! That’s the best part! Isn’t it just so much fun? Isn’t it delightful how i can be mischievous? Just think of how funny it would have been if you never came back! It’s hilarious! Wouldn’t that be the cruelest prank i’ve ever pulled?

He started to laugh, doubled over with laughter.

She held his face in her hands, studying him. He was insane sometimes, kind of a maniac, but she grinned.

-So you want a real fight, don’t you?

She stepped back, forming a few water spheres.

-Don’t hold back then, i’m more than ready.

He smirked, twirling in his hands two daggers.

-That’s a worthy challenge.

He stepped back, keeping his eyes on her.

-I’ll make this brief, Nereide. So go ahead, attack me!

She threw the water spheres to him. By his surprise, the water was boiling and it turned into steam and it didn’t let him see a single thing around him.

-You know why you shouldn’t challenge me?

She turned into steam herself, following the wind and confusing with the steam around.

-Because i have learned from you.

Loki laughed, enjoying her attempts.

-Now this, this is funny!

He said to himself as he let some magic flow within him to clear aways the steam. He saw nothing but the empty arena space, but he knew better. He could sense Nereide’s magical energy all around, and he grinned.

-You really are full of mischief, aren’t you? I LOVE IT.

Rain started to fall and Nereide turned back to herself little by little.

-Tadaaan!

She screamed when she was entirely back

-Am i good enough?

She formed a wave with the water from the rain.

Loki was smiling at her with a sense of pride, but also with the devilish sense of enjoying a good battle. He was thinking to himself “Yes, she’s definitely worth my time to mess with!”, before realizing he had said this thought out loud.

He knew she heard him loud and clear, the silence among them was cringe.

Loki quickly cleared his throat.

-Ahem…Not bad, but you still aren’t good as me, dear Nereide.

His signature smile grew even wider as he heard her voice becoming a pitch louder. She was nervous. He loved to make her mad, he alway loved to mess with her.

-Well, i’m no God so of course you are stronger and better than me.

The rain had stopped. The wave she was forming was big enough and she thew it at him, turning it into ice as he was on top of it, trapping him.

She began to jump and cheer in triumph.

-Aaah! I got you!

she was clapping her hands

-That’s the first time i do it, Loki!

He culdn’t resist the encasement, but he could free himself anytime. Instead, he giggled. He was happy that she was improving day by day.

-Well done Neri, well done!

His laughter sounded as if it was teasing her, daring her to try harder.

-Is that all you can do?

-Not at all.

She turned the wave back into water, letting him fall. Then turned it into snow so that he wouldn’t get hurt. She took two ice daggers and went on top of him, keeping a foot on his chest.

-Any “last words”?

She asked ironically. It was at this very moment that Nereide realized Loki was looking at her like a proud father would do. He’s not in any danger at all, nor felt frustraed. He was just enjoying their time, because he was simply having fun with her. She had realized for the first time that Loki wasn’t actually looking down on her for being weaker than him. He actually thought quite the opposite. She was just so good in his eyes, he couldn’t hold back his happiness.

Nereide smiled back at him, sitting on the snow and then laying beside him, looking at the sky.

Their shoulders were touching.

-You’re the best anyway.

Loki looked at her with genuine appreciation and gratitude in his eyes. He had gone from teasing her to respecting her, always bouncing between these two moods. His expression showed he had recognized her ability and how he had earned his respect. It was like his facade was melting from his face, showing the being underneath. Loki’s new look almost felt like an apology, as if he had suddenly gotten serious.

He always felt bad after each time he was rough with her.

-Nereide, you are…brilliant.

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[acourtofthought]

Azriel is very incorrectly characterized as sad emo baby who just needs some love.

- He spent 11 years in complete darkness and silence.

- Was only allowed to see him mom for one hour every day, but how much love can his mother fit in just one hour (when she herself was going through hell)?

- Saw his mother get mistreated and was unable to do anything about it. It’s never explicitly stated, but since his father was married with 2 sons and his mother was a servant (slave?), it’s safe to assume Azriel was not the product of consensual sex.

- His brothers tormented him for fun. I can’t even imagine the trauma and fear after they burned his hands.

- At 11 he was taken from a dark, silent place and thrown into Windhaven. He was surrounded by other kids who were probably not overtly friendly. Cue in the scars and shadows… even Rhys and Cassian bullied him. Rhys’s mom is probably the only reason he survived.

- No idea when his mom was freed or if he was able to see her after going to Windhaven.

- Rhys’s father separated the three of them and kept Azriel. He was taken away from his support system and who knows what Rhys’s father had him do?

I’m not even gonna touch the Mor/Cassian situation (that should have never been allowed to go on for so long). Purposely being touchy with Mor in front of Azriel just becomes cruel at one point. She doesn’t have to come out before she’s ready, but saying she likes things the way they are is fucked up.

He needs to heal and accept that just like everyone else, he’s not all good or all bad. The trauma Azriel has isn’t gonna go away if he gets a mate, because then his self-worth will be based on what one specific person thinks of him. That just means he’ll spiral and go back to self-loathing every time they fight or have a disagreement, especially if the mate remains angry with him. That’s just not a HEA to me.

"The trauma Azriel has isn’t gonna go away if he gets a mate, because then his self-worth will be based on what one specific person thinks of him. That just means he’ll spiral and go back to self-loathing every time they fight or have a disagreement, especially if the mate remains angry with him. That’s just not a HEA to me." That's really perceptive of you and a really excellent reason why him ending up with Mor or Elain isn't the best thing for him. There are many, many other reasons why he's not well matched to either of those females but one major problem is he's now tied his self worth into the two of them. He feels like there's something wrong with him because he didn't get a bond when Rhys, Cass and Lucien did. He feels like the females are too pure and bright for he and his darkness and true self and that must be why. And him suddenly ending up with either of them when he's become so fixated on them as the thing that he wants above all else (a Mating Bond. He didn't get one with Mor so now he's wondering why he also didn't get one with Elain even though he's still not completely over Mor) would be an instant and euphoric shot of "I am worthy!" but it would only last for so long because it doesn't really fix the problem, just temporarily masks it. And the relationship would suffer (like you said) because any tiny threat to the relationship would cause Az to go berserk, even typical arguments. Az doesn't just need love, Az has love and it's still not been enough. He's decided his entire happiness revolves around a bond even though he has an entire group of people who care about him and would die for him. But his childhood definitely messed him up and definitely not in a sad emo baby who needs cuddles kind of way. Az is angry and full of rage and really, no female interested in a relationship with him should be anywhere near that until he gets it under control. I'm not a big fan of the grown man child who needs to be mothered. I want a partner who has his shit together because while his neediness / clinginess might seem cute at first, it gets old real quick when you're going about your business like a grown ass adult and your partner is still wrapped up in himself. I do think Gwyn will be the right person for him, they already read as healthier than how he behaves with Elain or Mor. But it would be nice for Az to have a personality for an entire book where he's not fixated on unattainable females. (side note, I do agree that the Mor / Cass / Az situation was a mess of epic proportions and I really wish it wouldn't have been written that way. Because Mor owes him nothing but to write her so she actively flirts with others in front of Az just to prove a point even though it's not what she wants is 😬)

[confusedkittensposts]

Continuing my Castiel becomes God so Jack doesn’t have to AU with a much better mental place than I was in yesterday.

How will that affect Castiel?

There is relief about Jack not having to take the burden, about the fight with his father being over, about everyone that came back from Empty being still alive. But I think that relief is short lived. It is soon followed by fear, and anger and the overwhelming power adjusting itself around his newly restored grace.

Castiel stands in front of his kneeling father and confused child, midst of arch-angels and angels how are still scared and apprehensive, dazed from attacks from God himself, he finds the Darkness amongst his powers and lets Amara separate herself, there are Winchesters climbing out of the refuge they had taken from the battle, the forces of Hell watching them from afar, and realises that he is once again God.

This is different though, the power coursing through him is not like having thousands of souls from purgatory.

I have a question, What exactly did chuck do with the people that vanished, I saw/read everyone saying that he killed everyone, but then if he said no one but Winchesters were alive, then what about Monsters and Other beings? did they go to purgatory and the souls go to heaven, or did he destroy heaven and hell too? Was Rowena and other demons and the remaining angels dead too? if he did that how exactly did Jack bring back everyone?

Anyway so the new Godhood comes with newfound powers, lots of doubts and expectations, but it also comes with a new perspective about everything/everyone around him and himself he can see his actions from a outsiders point of view, he can see the times if not his actions then the consequences were manipulated by Chuck, he can see the memories that were taken from him, the ones that were fuzzy due to others having some sort of control over him.

And after many years, Castiel can actually breath, without looking behind him for the trail he was leaving, without having some sort of threat in front of him, without the guilt and pain that had been clawing him, I am not talking about the whole powers keep you from feeling things, I am talking about, when you have a lot going on and you close your eyes after you get a big chunk done and just breath (I do that).

I also think it would complicate his relationships and reconnecting with everyone he wants to. Starting with Jack, he thought he HAD to it, it was his responsibility, his fate, and that’s definitely not how Cas sees it, and he tried to explain jack and assure him about it in the past but Castiel and Jack were due for an heart to heart since forever.

Then there is his Angel family, there are personal stakes because more than once Angels have stood behind Castiel and looked to him for guidance. I think the archangels would be fine with Castiel taking the mantal except for snide comments form Lucifer. He would have the acceptance but there would be conflicting ideas and a layer of fear and apprehension too

[ryanmullahy1]

Back in 2009, Chris Brown, one the best singers, song writers and dancers, was dating another superstar, Rihanna. all seems good with this power couple but behind closed doors there was a different story happening. One night, police responded to a 911 call of reported domestic violence. It was alleged that Chris Brown beat, choked and threatened even more violence towards Rihanna and the pictures that were leaked were very graphic. All this happened the day before the grammys. I remember hearing about the story on the news when I was 13 years old and even then I was horrified at how such a prominent, uprising musical artist can act behind closed doors. I was extremely hurt back then, because I was a big fan of Chris Brown and I was a VERY big fan of Rihanna. Before this incident occurred probably most of the public saw this guy as just a kid. He was only 18 years old, with a bright future ahead of him as one of the most successful artists at that time. And then after all of this happened he was seen as a grown man who committed a terrible act of domestic violence and he should be punished as a grown man.. He received threats from other prominent artists at the time, Jay-Z and Kanye West. THe only way to salvage Chris Brown's career lay in the hands of Rihanna when she eventually forgave Chris Brown in an interview with Oprah a couple years later. Chris Brown accepted responsibility for his actions and never once denied the accusations. He came clean, and this was probably on the advice of his management team and public relations team. After the dust settled on this situation, Chris Brown did countless interviews in an attempt to show the public another side of himself. He spoke about his upbringing and the relationship with his father in order to gain sympathy and some sort of familiarity with the general public. Another clear act from his public relations team trying to save his career. It's pretty obvious what the goal was, Chris brown was now viewed by the public as this violent man that needed to be locked away and forgotten about. The strategy was to show him as a sensitive child with a bad upbringing and daddy issues. It worked pretty well, he remains in the spotlight 14 years later after this horrible action was committed. The stain would never be wiped off of his name but eventually he was able to move on with his life just as Rihanna has with hers. This whole crisis speaks on how well his public relations team worked on saving his career. Without the game plan and strategy of his team, he might not have ever released another song and he would have faded out of the spotlight never to be heard again. Which probably should have happened.

[atopcat]

Interesting take, usually it’s Daemon antis who point out Team Black weren’t exactly The Brady Bunch those eight years on Dragonstone. First time I’m seeing a Daemon fan admit that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t super thrilled Harwin’s bastards were going to inherit the throne and he would have actually preferred his trueborn sons becoming kings instead. That being said, I also think he knew it was never going to happen.

Rhaenyra isn’t Viserys, she won’t turn a blind eye if Daemon tries to do an Alicent. We know she’s violently protective of her children, Fire & Blood tells us she ordered Daemon to kill Vaemond Velaryon and then she fed his carcass to Syrax. Nor is she scared to go as far as kinslaying, this is going to be a controversial opinion but I think Blood & Cheese was her idea. Daemon’s smart enough to know this, it doesn’t matter he’s her husband Rhaenyra won’t hesitate if he shows signs of becoming a genuine threat to Jace, Luke and Joffrey.

Rhaenyra isn’t her father but Jace isn’t his mother either, unlike Rhaenyra’s strained relationship with her half siblings the Black kids have a very different dynamic. They genuinely love each other, nothing in the text suggests Jace saw Aegon III as a threat the way Rhaenyra saw Aegon II. Jace made arrangements in the Vale to keep Aegon safe, he was then killed protecting Viserys. That doesn’t sound like the actions of a Crown Prince who thinks his stepfather will steal the throne for his half brother, it sounds like a big brother who loves his little siblings more than anything else. So even if Daemon did try and seize the throne from Jace (again unlikely he’ll ever try) his kids are more likely to turn on him than their brother.

I did see another pro Daemon argue Aegon and Viserys are kids, if Daemon takes the throne on their behalf they can’t exactly stop him but the question then becomes can he?

Here’s who supported Team Black:

The Riverlands: the houses were divided between the Greens and Blacks but the ones who supported Rhaenyra did so out of loyalty to her, not Daemon.

The Crownlands: same as the Riverlands, their loyalty was to Rhaenyra and she declared Jace to be her heir apparent that never changed until his death.

House Velaryon: the richest family in Westeros and the Black’s strongest ally. Through Jace and Baela’s marriage Corlys gets both his name and blood on the Iron Throne, King Aegon III Targaryen can’t give him this. He only pressed for Aegon to become King after the deaths of JL&J, not before.

The North: the ones who ultimately won Team Black the throne. Jace created the Pact of Ice and Fire with Cregan which promises either Rickon becomes the next Prince Consort or the next Lady Stark is a Targaryen Princess, he joined Rhaenyra’s cause out of loyalty to Jace he won’t turn against him.

The Vale: they hate Daemon, Jeyne Arryn supported King Aegon III because he’s Rhaenyra’s child and Jace’s brother not because he’s Daemon’s son.

The Iron Islands: Dalton Greyjoy supported them because Daemon appealed to his bloodlust, not out of loyalty to either him or Rhaenyra.

Which goes back to my original point: OP you’re right, Daemon did want his sons on the Iron Throne and (again controversial opinion) he has every right to want so. Problem is he didn’t have the power to make it happen. I honestly think he was smart enough to cut his losses a long time ago: Baela will be Queen Consort and Rhaena’s the next Lady of Driftmark, so his bloodline will still be on both the Iron and Driftmark thrones.

Stop

Seriously, when will they stop calling the bastards Rivers/waters (because they don't even have the last name Strong) sons of daemon? They ARE NOT, Daemon Targaryen ONLY HAD TWO MALE CHILDREN who are AEGON AND VISERYS TARGARYEN..... NO MORE... when will they learn? They annoy me....

and also those who think that Daemon wouldn't do anything to them and He was super happy that the bastards were kings instead of HIS LEGITIMATE CHILDREN.... fuck off those who make up the family story perfect

[queennicoleinboots]

Isabella Ace, King Bruce Ace's Niece's Alternate Timeline

1990 - 2016

(Isabella Ace was actually born in 2004, but I made her birthday 14 years earlier because she was a time traveler in the 1990s to fit my alternate universe story arc.)

Friday, February 16, 1990 - Gabriel Anthony Estes was born in New Mexico.

Wednesday, March 14, 1990 - Isabella Ace, niece of a rich uncle named King Bruce Ace, was born in Atlanta, GA. She was a child genius like Sheldon in the Big Bang Theory. She studies animals and spends her time at 4H club. She's an expert horseback rider, and she is non-religious.

Her likes are: Biology, animals, horseback riding, books, computers, video games, black clothes, science, Star Wars, Star Trek, Minecraft, coffee, tea, scones, spaghetti and meatballs, cinnamon toast, and sponge baths

Her life goal: Be a equine veterinarian

Monday, June 16, 1997 - Her grandmother, Joleen Winifred Crawford-Harper, died from a failed military experiment to reverse aging. This was ironically on the same day as her aunt, Francesca Basta's 37th birthday.

Tuesday, September 11, 2001 - Twin Towers exploded from supposed impact from planes, thousands of deaths from explosion, George Bush blamed Afghanistan. Isabella Ace was attending Atlanta Classical Academy and taking Algebra II when her Civics Teacher came in and told her math teacher, Mr. Gasket to turn on his TV and see the news. Isabella Ace wasn't sure if it was real, but her patriotic mother, Queen Marissa Ace, was certain that the U.S. was under attack by the Middle East.

Monday, September 6, 2004 - Gabriel a.k.a Gabe and Isabella Ace (who is 5'1 and thin) were enrolled at Telesis Preparatory Academy (a K-12th grade science institution) where they met for the first time. They found each other insufferable and immediately began a rivalry to see who would graduate as the valedictorian.

Isabella Ace was a brown-haired teenager with periwinkle eyes and a fiery personality. She had a large ego and felt the need to assert her dominant and combative personality onto Gabe because she saw him as a threat to her status as THE top student. She was bright-eyed about the future, which unbeknownst to her would include Gabe.

Monday, October 25, 2004 - In biochemistry class, Gabe and Isabella Ace were unfortunately assigned to the same group to come up with a serum that would supercharge soldiers and make them heal quickly while in the battlefield. They argued about what chemicals could accomplish their goal. Isabella wanted to use a zinc-based serum while Gabe wanted to incorporate Gamma Rays. Apparently, the group decided to incorporate both chemicals to see what would happen. Their first trial didn't include enough zinc, so they had to use wolf's blood to make a successful batch. The group made the most successful serum, despite the effects only lasting in healthy males in their late teens and early 20s.

Friday, June 9, 2005 - After almost a year competing against each other, Gabe and Isabella Ace played in the band at the graduation ceremonies for the class of 2005. Isabella "Izzy" Ice sang "Larger Than Life," originally by the Backstreet Boys (as suggested by King Bruce Ace). Gabe played the drum machines. Gabe decided to profess his true feelings for Izzy after hearing her voice. She admitted she reciprocated those feelings since she had first seen him. They began dating and resolved to no longer compete against each other, but instead work as a team.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005 - In an effort to make money to see Isabella Ace more often and keep their relationship alive, Gabe applied to McDonalds and was almost immediately hired. However, his father, Admiral Gabriel A. Estes paid him a visit and encouraged him to do something more with his life. Gabe resolved to follow in his father's footsteps and enlisted in the Army. Isabella Ace was pissed when he first told her about enlisting in the Army. However, after he emotionally explained why, she was calmer about it and promised to be by his side.

May 14 - August 14, 2006 - Gabe and Isabella Ice enrolled in a summer program at the Naval Base off the coast of Los Angeles, CA. They learned about submarines, stealth craft, and how to scuba dive should they end up on a naval mission. Isabella Ace was the top student in this program, given her excellent ability to swim.

Friday, June 6, 2008 - Gabe and Isabella Ace graduated Telesis Preparatory Academy. Isabella Ace was valedictorian, and Gabe was Salutatorian.

Monday, June 16, 2008 - Isabella Ace got a job at a Top Secret Military BioPhysics Lab and got involved in creating a super serum that uses horse DNA, gamma rays, zinc oxide, and a solution that is only known as BannerRx. King Bruce Ace was the main reference in getting her this position.

December 21, 2008 - January 10, 2009 - Gabe spent Christmas break in Lake Havasu City with the Royal Ace family (of course, Isabella Ace was radio silent about her activities at the lab).

Saturday, February 14, 2009 - Had birthday and Valentine's Day dinner with the royal Ace family and proposed to Isabella Ace

Saturday, May 9, 2009 - Gabe and Isabella Ace watched the final episode of Star Trek and a marathon of the Big Bang Theory.

Monday, June 1, 2009 - Izzy was asked by the Telesis Preparatory Academy officials to be the alumni singer for the graduation ceremony.

Thursday, June 4, 2009 - Gabe was promoted to Private 1st Class.

Saturday, June 6, 2009 - Isabella Ace sings "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus, the main inspirational graduation song, for the graduation ceremonies.

Friday, May 6, 2011 - Gabe came back to Lake Havasu, AZ and moved in with Isabella Ace's family

Friday, May 13, 2011 - Gabe and Isabella Ace got married. (They adopted her last name due to royalty status.)

Wednesday, March 14, 2012 - 1st pregnancy ultrasound on Isabella Ace's 22nd birthday; Gabe's child

Saturday, May 5, 2012 - family gathering with picture of her with baby bump

Sunday, September 9, 2012 - 1st child, Andrew Jonathan Ace was born

Tuesday, September 11, 2012 - Isabella Ace got postpartum depression, 11th anniversary of 9/11

Friday, September 4, 2015 - Isabella Ace's 2nd pregnancy ultrasound; Gabe's child

Thursday, November 26, 2015 - Thanksgiving - Ace Family Portrait with three-year-old Andrew J. Ace and 25-year-old Isabella Ace with baby bump

Tuesday, April 5, 2016 - 2nd child, Christopher Bruce Ace was born

[magicallymeta]

Freshly clean, mildly set up, and ready for episode 5 of Wednesday:

1) ooooo the flashback episode! I saw bits in the trailers that showed we be going here, and I'm very excited that it's finally happening. Young Gomez and Morticia are precious.

2) I also love a good Meet The Parents storyline, because you obviously get to see where a character comes from by meeting the people that made them or raised them or whatever. Meeting Enid's parents made a lot of sense, and obviously, since episode 1 we've had Wednesday flat out self awarily telling us about both her parents and her relationship to them. The image of them all at therapy and they hold hands over her face? WOOF. Says so much.

3) Pugsly is fucking AMAZING. Bless this child, can't wait to spend the rest of his career shouting "PUGSLY!" at his face.

4) Obsessed with the fact that we're getting to meet Bianca's mother and learn so much about her. OH MY GOSHHHH. I love her so much, I'm so obsessedf with this storyline. I'm thrilled that the white boys have stopped being so important and taking up so much screen time.

5) Thing watching Eugene is ruining me. Wednesday meeting his mothers and them calling the bees his "fuzzy, wuzzy babies" has me fucked.

6) remember when I was like "I don't give a shit about any of these adults"? I lied. It's just the Sheriff. Like, truly from the bottom of my heart, Fuck This Guy. Like Miss Therapist, I feel like I'm supposed ot recognize that he represents bullshit, but it's so heavy. There is never a moment for me to give a shit about him at all. And the way he so desperately wants to fuck with Gomez is just... goddamn.

7) Love this back story and love the way that Wednesday discusses her father. As someone working through her own feelings on her later father, it was really beautiful and it's a good thing I've taken a mild break from the cocktail because otherwise that might've made me cry.

8) I hate Enid's mother so much. They want to send her to conversion therapy??? Just when I was like "man, they're not being completely disgusting on this show" they were like, "let's do it!" Fucking Aye, man.

9) Obsessed with this representation of Wendeseday and Pugsly. Love their little pond time. From the moment the show started, I've loved them. I'm so glad we're getting more scenes, but I want more!

10) Poor Morticia. This back end stuff is fantastic, give me more, I love it! I also love seeing her and Wednesday work together and for them to be open and honest with each other.

11) The Sheriff/Gomez moment was.... goodness gracious. Pull it out of the show, adorable. In the show, disgusting and so fucking weird to me. Don't ask me to elaborate, I'm tired. Each episode is an hour long and I sometimes have to pause to type.

12) NEW THOUGHT: Christina Ricci is the little sister that "drowned" but instead is the monster. I don't know the levels to which the Principal is helping her or how their plans tie together -- are THEY girlfriends? I doubt that. I'm thinking the Principal isn't going to end up being THAT big of a threat in the grand scheme of things. I could be wrong, but I'm still leaning towards Christina Ricci being the monster here. She's so hot, of course she's also that goblin monster, ya'll! I get that life.

13) oh fuck, oh no. Enid's dad and his line. It was like hearing my Poppa come back for a moment. NOW I'm crying.

14) no lie, when I say "FIRE WILL RAIN" my brain kicked to life in a whir-whir way into "and I set FIRE to th RAIN, let it POURED as I touched your FAY-ACE" and man, again, the spn-life will never leave me be, man. (Yes, I know that's an Adele song. But I listened to that song paired with Mumford and Sons for a very dark period in my life where reading Supernatural fanfic was my emotional crutch and bad habit and it was only season 7, ya'll -- but the brain worms, it's such a real condition.)

I'm not going to allow myself to fall asleep until I've finished this show, no matter what sort of weird dreams that may give me. Maybe I'll have my own ancestor visions throughout the night. How horrifyingly delightful.

[jellybellyblimp]

I’ve got this weird little hot take: Book fans for years have tended to say Lestat never stopped seeing Claudia as a little girl/doll he could dress up, while Louis saw the tragedy of her maturing but never growing and this played a big part in the deterioration of Claudia and Lestat’s relationship. HOWEVER, I think it’s the opposite. So recently I reread IWTV and TVL and I honestly think the problem was Lestat did see her as a woman, while consciously Louis could recognize she had grown but he couldn’t ever actually treat her with the weight that deserves. Lestat loved her and the books make his love for her very obvious, but as she grows up, acts out, and does stupid shit that will get all of them in trouble, he believes these actions should be treated with the weight befitting the actions of an adult. He’s often rightfully pissed, but every time Louis intercedes on her behalf and she’s allowed to get way with things Louis would never have accepted Lestat or any other adult doing. This results in a deterioration between not just Lestat and Claudia but Lestat and Louis as well. Lestat is increasingly frustrated that she is allowed to act petty, rash, and angry, while he is not (because let’s be real he’s a big fuckin baby). It’s also why (and I think justifiably) he begins to see her a legitimate rival for Louis’ affection. Because they are vampires and she is an unaging five year old, she mentally passes all the milestones, but will never be able to move out and flourish as an independent adult. They are frozen in this format and she goes from just their child to basically what Lestat feels is a third wheel in their relationship.(And like yeah who’s fuckin fault is that Lestat) Louis however excuses and dismisses her behavior for literally the entire book. He’s even kind of self aware about it. He comments on his own treatment of her because when he sees others treat her as a child he can recognize that he has been as well, but he’s never really able to stop. Because well she looks fuckin 5 and he’s her father.

Anyway my point is Claudia herself said Louis was easier to manipulate, but I think a big reason for that is that he still saw and treated her as a child.

We could also have a discussion about how this recognition of Claudia as a vampiric adult, despite physically remaining five, might have to do with his relationship with Armand or even his own turning.

(Ironically I think the show mirrors this very well, but takes it a step further because I don’t think he saw her as a rival for Louis’ affection until the moment she comes back. Because by aging her up, they made her capable of moving out and flourishing as an adult, but she still came back and asked Louis to leave with her. In that moment she goes from his dumbass child to a legitimate threat to his relationship with Louis. Not that Louis and Claudia have a romantic relationship but it’s basically “I heard your hearts dancing” all over again. He’s got some truly insane jealousy issues.)