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deafeninggardenerpanda · 2 years ago

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proper post on the Thing™. tws for grooming mention and nsfw mentions im sure everyone gets the drill. im kinda obligated here to make a full reply since i was involved with the issue but Hopefully there wont be another post on this matter. if anyone has issues about what i say/think i didnt address something, talk to me in private yea im more than willing to listen and exchange views. i consulted with several people to make this post in the first place

i havent been keeping up with every response under the sun but i did see opal and blue-jester and some other people in positions of responsibility apologize, so im not gonna rag on them or go on and on about "they should know better!!" because they already know that now. instead ill talk about why i did what i did and why i thought what i did

yep i called opal a groomer at one point. oops thats on me and i shouldnt have thrown around a serious term and accusation like that without getting a better grasp on the situation. lets get that out of the way

to start, how the situation played out was i got an anon saying that i was mentioned in a callout post mtthrw made.

i dont know who sent this ask and it doesnt particularly matter. i just went to go check out the post, which was public and tagged with the main tags. this was not something given to me in private which i decided to spread publicly. first of all it was still in its 242 page glory and had minors discord ids and a lot of peoples discord developer ids (the string of numbers connected to your account that you cant change) on it. i wanted to boost the post eventually, but i was aware that i shouldnt boost something with that kind of information on it, so i dm'd the person who created the doc and gave them my suggestions first (i was the reason why the doc was shortened down to 54 pages later, for example).

they said theyd keep the former doc on the post as well, but i thought they wouldve taken out the developer ids and discord ids of minors in that one too. to be honest i dont know the extent they censored on either document, i was busy talking to other people (like quakey and another adult involved in the callout doc) at this time and then the docs got taken down before i could see them again. also note that i definitely shouldve asked them to censor the names of minors In General and not just the ids, so again, sorry, thats on me. anyways continuing with the actual events that happened, i made a vaguepost warning people to block the "negative" tag if they didnt want to see drama. (unrelated but yeah, also my bad for calling it tea/drama instead of taking it more seriously. i apologized for it after getting an anon about it later.) when i made the vaguepost i got a ton of people asking what was up, so i dm'd them.

i dm'd five people in total for this, all of which except for one or two i considered friends. that said, i have no clue how many people got access to this doc directly because of the people i shared it with. i made a lot of careless and irresponsible mistakes in my handling this, and im sorry for that. but for reasons ill cover in more detail as this post goes on, i dont think the person who made the doc had malicious intent or meant to cause harm to the minors involved.

yall see all the apologizing i just did right, now its time for me to state my case on why i seriously thought opal was a groomer at the time i called her one. btw im not gonna work to cover mtthrws ass on this, thats something they can and should make a comment on on their own.

for some reason some people think that i called opal a groomer because i personally dont like them or have personal beef with them which. Dude?? no?? i dont go around calling people groomers because of petty bullshit. as i said before, i dont know how many people saw this doc itself. i dont know how many people are commenting on this based on context other people are posting only. the doc was not up for that long, so i want to make it clear the ways opal was shown acting in the screenshots provided. this is not to send harassment or to rag on her, shes since stated she will change how she deals with these matters in the future and i am aware of that.

excuse me for not having the screenshots to back my words up (or if i do the screenshots are mad compressed), or not having complete recollection of the exact parties involved. as said ofc the doc was taken down, im reciting this to the best of my recollection, but i think people who saw the doc themselves will be able to back me up on a good portion of this at least. during the magowhore saga, there were a lot of people who came up to opal with their concerns regarding her interaction with minors and the suggestive content she was posting, as shown by her posting the anon asks she got in the planet-popstar discord. both these screenshots and her (as well as some other adults in the server) reactions to them were recorded in the doc.

types of reactions she had were; saying they're just jokes; (joking about it in itself); it was magolors fault for being horny, not her*; thats just how magolors character is; there's a difference between a character and the person writing it so she doesn't need to take responsibility (second screenshot below); (when initially getting vagueposted about her irresponsibility regarding the magowhore saga) lamenting about how people who she liked or looked up to had liked the vaguepost/agreed that she was being irresponsible (first screenshot below); directing blame onto kirbypurrs; assuming people sending her asks with concerns were part of kirbypurrs' clique** and thus disregarded them; called asks with concerns hatemail; deflecting responsibility onto minors if they saw or were interacting with her content; said that people who had concerns about her interactions with minors should just block if they dont like it; being extremely aggressive about people coming up to her with concerns in general; saying that people getting on her ass for the whole magowhore saga was breaking her stride/lamenting about how all this had to happen right as she thought she was finally getting somewhere

and, while not opal saying these next things specifically, i thought these were notable enough to mention about that servers culture: there were people around her advising her to not say anything publicly and to just lie low and wait until this whole thing blew over because people would accuse her of deflecting responsibility if she just said it was magolors fault again, and people called anyone who came up to her with concerns "purity culture nuts" and that they needed to stop infantizing minors

and of course, we cant forget about the stuff in the document not concerning the magowhore saga, like talking about kinks in front of minors or knowing minors were reading/seeing suggestive stuff and letting it happen, as well occasionally talking to minors about suggestive things directly. and her knowing that there were minors in the server, some people who she was speaking to were minors, and people in the community were uncomfortable with her behavior around minors

*yeah i know magolor is her headspace buddy or something of the sort. still not remotely okay to effectively put your legs up about the whole affair because its not Really you doing it

**i got shittalked in this server too btw (by blue-jester and one other person) because ppl assumed i was part of purrs' clique. which, rude i havent spoken to or interacted with them in like 6 months. no clue why people are so rabid about purrs all the time.

with all that said, my point here is that i do not believe it was out of line in the slightest to believe that opal would not have listened to or taken peoples concerns seriously if asked directly, considering her stubbornness and aggressiveness about the situation for so long. i considered this behavior and her unwillingness to change or do whats appropriate as guilt and maliciousness by aggressive inaction, and her aggressiveness on the topic in general led me to believe she was going to continue this behavior for as long as she could get away with it. i understand why mtthrw thought this warranted a callout and needed more eyes on it for things to change. thats not to say i dont think they shouldnt have at least tried to settle this with the involved people in private beforehand, but i think people have downplayed what opal did (or at the very least, i havent seen anyone comment on the sheer extent of her stubbornness regarding this like above) in favor of getting up in arms against mtthrw for calling opal a groomer when they arent. which again, yeah yeah i know its totally fair to get upset at them for that + the leaking minors names thing, but the thing thats baffling me here is that i keep hearing people say mtthrw wanted minors to be hurt by making that doc. i think this was a callout post made with good intentions--mtthrws openness with hearing out and taking suggestions and concerns with the doc when i initially came up to them about it said a lot--but handled rather badly and needing a lot more peer review before being posted publicly.

thats really my view on this.

also for the record, since some people think this conflict is a "we need to protect the pure teenages who cant handle hearing the word 'penis' uwu" issue, its not. im not an idiot, i know people get into all that stuff before theyre properly of age all the time. its practically a teenager rite of passage, frankly id be more surprised if they didnt get into that somehow. my issue has always, always been concerns with minors and adults engaging in suggestive talk in the same space. i literally could not give less of a shit if it were two 15 or 16 year olds talking about sex together in a server of only minors. opal is a college graduate, 21+. the minors interacting with her were 15-17. the adults in that server didnt groom them, but acceptance of that behavior leaves those minors wide-open to being okay with similar scenarios with people who don't have good intentions in the future.

i myself used to consume nsfw content as young as 15. coincidently, i was also a hardcore proshipper and impressionable kid at this time, who thought they knew what they were doing and always had all the answers. i wasnt groomed or anything, but those experiences affected me. i interacted with adults in suggestive and inappropriate ways looking back at it, just like this situation. my former experiences (and the fact that some stuff the adults in that server said, such deflecting responsibility onto minors even if theyre in the same convo as adults, and calling anyone who disagreed with them purity culture nuts, closely reflects some proshipper arguments) led me to jump the gun on believing there was malicious intent from the adults in that server. so again, im sorry and take full responsibility for being so rash in my actions. i sincerely hope all involved parties learn from this and be better in the future, including myself. i've never wanted minors to be hurt from this. to people in my own discord server, i hope that my own rules regarding suggestive talk/content, even despite my server already being 17+ on its own, show that this is a topic ive always cared about and taken seriously. i do not want people to make the same mistakes i did

as ive said before, theres a line in which minors take responsibility for consuming this content. if a kid purposely lies about their age to get access to 18+ material, that's on them. if a kid is openly engaging in suggestive and innappropiate talks with adults, even as a joke, thats on the adults.

by the way, on the point of accidently hurting minors, would anyone mind filling me in on why i keep hearing people say minors will get harassed from this? i talked to like 5 people about it and literally no one had a clue. as far as i know, the two sides on this issue are "the minors were victims and the adults were at fault" and "the minors did nothing wrong because they chose to interact with the material", neither of which warrant any grievances against the minors involved. like /gen /srs if anyone knows fill me in because i am lost on why in the world people would attack the affected party

#negative #*gardening noises*#tw grooming #and before anyone says it yes i know that doc was flawed in many ways #but i thought what was there was more than damning enough #considering she also acted like stated on main #ALSO if it needed to be said. i am not mtthrws buddy or know them in any way #someone accused me of being mtthrw in private and like. no #im not even in that server and i dont have the time to make a 242 page doc #and also also if it needed to be said yeah a fucking lot of the adults in the server are at fault #im just not focusing on that because thats not mostly who the callout post was about #and jester is a whole other thing now since they confirmed theyre a minor #okay do we have our bases covered? yeah?

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trippygalaxy · 1 year ago

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(i didnt mean to become as fixated on dilf! neighbor! time as i did. it was meant to be a little one-off thing and now im here now)

(i took larger-than-the-doorway! time and ramped it to 100 because i have an unhealthy relationship with size differences :P)

(looking back at this i feel like time would live in a townhouse more than apartment if he had to live in one but were already this far in and i cant be bothered to change it)

(but at the same time i already have a very specific vision of dilf! time and im here to make that someone elses problem)

(with as much love as a almost 2,000 word "drabble" im dumping on you can have, 🐈‍⬛)

it didn't take long for you to meet time's son, nicknamed twilight because of how he would sneak onto the roof in the middle of the night and howl at the moon like a wolf as a child.

time swore you to secrecy unless you wanted twilight to brood until he went home.

(you figured twilight looked around your age from the-- notably-- physical pictures he showed you.

as for time, though he had refused to give up his age and answered with some cryptic references only people from his time would know, you'd figured time was in his mid-to-late-forties despite his younger appearance.)

as soon as a greeting of "howdy," paired with a southern accent leaves twilight's mouth, you also figure that he took most of his mannerisms from his mother.

the two share a hug filled with claps on the back, "how are you," "what all happened while i was gone," and teasing that's stereotypical to a father-son pair.

it had taken a minute of twilight taking in the apartment for him to notice you sitting on the couch, watching them interact as quietly as a mouse.

(throughout the week it had taken him to visit his dad-- or pops, as he called him-- you'd helped time arrange, rearrange, and unpack his furniture, dishes, and other accessories.

the look twilight gives you is of well-hidden confusion. it makes you wonder how often time invited or spent time with people outside their group, or if you were an anomaly in his routine.

the initial attraction you held to him was very much still there. a small part of you hoped you were the only one he showed this level of attention to while another prayed your feelings away.)

the corner of twilight's eyes crinkle when he smiles the same way time's does and it's undeniable that they were related despite the obvious differences in their physical appearances.

several emotions cross twilight's smile despite his smile. you quickly realize he was trying to figure out how to address you and whether or not he should be a family-level of friendly or stranger-level.

"junior," time quickly steps beside his son, a firm hand on his shoulder, "this is the neighbor i was telling you about; back when i stopped by to pick up the milk."

the way time says your name after reminding twilight would've flustered you if you weren't in the presence of his son.

twilight's eyes widen in recognition. "oh, shi— oot." you laugh at the way he censors himself and he visibly relaxes. "yeah, now i remember, uh-huh."

you adjust yourself so that you were fully facing the two from over the couch, lifting yourself higher by sitting on your knees.

"it's a pleasure to meet you, junior," you say, extending an arm for him to shake. he enthusiastically does so. "your dad says you're a hoot to be around."

time turns away and his shoulders shake.

twilight's nose crinkles with a cringe.

"i don't think it's a good idea pops is friends with someone who makes jokes just as corny as him."

"i try not to make them so often, i don't know what came over me."

twilight sticks his tongue into the side of his mouth and makes a "huh," noise.

"if it makes you any better, i'll try and make sure he doesn't either."

your answer seems to please twilight and he hops onto the couch in response. he's a respectable distance away in comparison to time when he rounds the seat to sit on your other side.

it was a good-sized couch, but what space you hadn't taken was quickly filled up when the two sat down.

if you weren't so easily convinced the two were gentle giants, you'd be scared of their shared large stature.

"good to hear," he says thankfully, offering you his hand again as though you had made some sort of deal. "i get scared when no one's around to keep him in check."

time waves him off, his arm hitching itself on the back of the sofa behind your head when he lowers it. "i'm grown," and though his face screams to be taken seriously, you and twilight both know he's joking. "are you gonna join us tonight?"

"what're tonight's plans?" twilight finally forces his attention away from your (lack of) proximity. his eyes occasionally wander back before jumping up again.

"movie night," you answer, pointing to the coffee table decorated with various snacks, drinks, and the thick, leather-bound binder (that he proudly admitted to having made) filled to the brim with cds and a few orange envelopes filled with what didn't fit. "your dad heard that i know anything about this one series and insisted we watch it."

"it's a classic."

"for senior citizens, maybe."

any and all apprehension and curiosities leave twilight at your muttered comment. he reveals a sharp pair of canines when he smiles with his full-body laugh.

"right!" it sounds more like a bark when he exclaims. you wonder if time sounds the same when he gets loud. "and aren't you too old to be having movie nights? shouldn't you be cheese and wine tasting?"

"aren't you too old to go trick-or-treating every year?"

"that's wind and aryll," twilight defends just as light-heartedly as time had been. he reaches around you to flick his hand against time's chest for added effect. "y'know their grandma can't take them like she used to."

twilight's focus turns back to you when he picks up the binder full of cds. he runs his hands over the engraved cover of it with a fond look before opening it, pulling out the first movie in the series before putting the binder back and standing.

"you're gonna hate this," twilight says with a grin, squatting in front of the disc player while showing you the cd. "he made me watch these all the time as a kid. the cover of it’s even faded!"

time rolls his eyes, pushing up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. "it'd old but gold."

"oh my goddesses," you and twi groan in unison.

you're not sure at what point you fell asleep during the marathon, but you are sure twilight was the first to knock out last night and that the bed you woke up in isn't your own.

(either way, you're glad time had told you to dress comfortably when you were planning the night.)

it's hard to get out of the bed when you're surrounded by warm covers, a soft mattress, and the smell of cocoa, vanilla, cedar, and sage; but just like a week before, you somehow force yourself to.

if you were any less awake, you're sure you'd float into the kitchen like a cartoon character by the smell of breakfast.

you'd be worse off if you had seen the sight in front of the stove if you had been.

your bleary sight quickly clears when time's bare back enters your field of view. his defined muscles moved each time he stirred the contents in the pan, hand considerably dwarfing the spatula in his hand.

"are you alright?"

you're taken out of your admiring when time speaks. you hadn't seen him turn to look and there were no reflective surfaces during your blank staring, so you assume it was a skill he picked up from his time in the military, or something.

"yeah," you yawn, padding further into the kitchen and looking at the rather large amount of food piled on a plate. "just woke up."

time hums and turns just enough to finally look at you. "you look like you slept well," he says with a chuckle, looking away when you almost miss the stool beside the island counter. "i'm surprised junior's snoring didn't wake you up."

"couldn't even hear him."

as if on cue, a snore comes from where you remember is the guest bedroom. that leaves you to assume time took the pullout couch.

"well, it's good you woke up before him. he's eaten double his weight since he was a babe."

"was he one of those really fat babies?"

"his aunt had to keep making him clothes because the ones in the market never fit him— then he started outgrowing those too!”

you hide your face in your arms by laying it against the counter, ignoring the chill of it.

time had to skip over that part of twilight's life when he had shown you the pictures, saying that twilight had stolen them from him and his mother so they couldn't embarrass him, but the thought alone was enough to make you laugh.

"breakfast isn't anything special. i've never been one to cook," he adds, plating another pile of eggs onto the plate.

(getting a better look at the plate, you could now see he had separated them by regular eggs, eggs with cheese, and eggs with spinach.)

(you refuse to comment on it.)

"i can cook something else if you want?"

"this is my home and you just up. i couldn't make you do that."

you shrug your shoulders and lift your head to instead support your chin with your arms, watching him cook again. "whatever you say, sir."

there are a few moments where time refuses to say anything. leaving you to drift back to sleep. the only sound left in the apartment are the sizzling of the pan, the creaks time's knees make when he takes a step to look in the refrigerator, and the occasional snoring from twilight before he wakes you up with—

"so did you just settle on calling me sir?"

"hmm?"

"sir," time repeats, "is that what you've decided to call me?"

you tilt your head so you instead laid on your cheek, eyes finally trailing somewhere other than him. "i guess," you mutter in a half-hearted tone, knowing he'd hear you regardless of how quiet you spoke when his pointed ear twitches like a dog's. "do you want me to stop?"

(watching it and recalling your memories from the night before, you think it safe to guess that twilight got his wolf-ish qualities from time.)

"no," time is quick to respond. he pulls out what you think is a small box filled with pork bacon and turkey bacon, both separated, and opens it, laying a few pieces on the pan with a fork before putting the box down. "i like it."

"then sir it is," you respond, fluttering your eyes closed again.

"you should go back to bed if you're gonna go back to sleep."

you shake your head with a groan, refusing to look even after he leaves the bacon to cook to instead lean over you, hands laying themselves on either side of you. "i'm comfortable here, thank you though, sir."

time makes a noncommittal noise, one of his hands lifting to move a runaway piece of hair from blocking his view of your face.

"you younger generations are stubborn as hell," he says in a low voice.

"so glad you could notice that, sir."

MMMMMMMM—

Im in love with this ong— its so fucking cute and love the fact that Twi isn’t immediately like ‘eho tf is this?’ But also isn’t completely warmed up to us?? Love that /gen

Also, fact that its a movie night?? Totally cute and so fitting for Time to pick the oldest shit.

I COULDNT HELP BUT IMAGINE TIME ACTUALLY NOT BEING IN HIS FORTIES?? like okay hear me out— reader and twi ran into eachother and are just talking and somehoe Times age got brought up and readers all like ‘oh yeah, he hasn’t like told me how old he is but im assuming mid to late forties’ and Twi’s eyes just bulge out of his head and he goes to explain that he dad is actually in his 30’s—

And reader is mortified and so happy at the same time?? Happy cause they didn’t bring that up to Time and didnt completely embarrassed themselves (and also so the age gap is a smaller— not a big fan if hugeeee age gaps myself lol)

—

ALSO!! Idea!! The boys are over and chilling when they hear just a frustrated yell from outside. Wind (or whoever) goes to look and sees the neighbor struggling to fix their car! Hood is popped and their hunched over with a flash light trying to see wtf is wrong

The dad is Time goes ‘oh shit, car problems? Lets go!’ And hes quick to grab his tools before telling the boys hrll be right back!

Time helps Reader, some idol chitchat is held as Time kinda realizes they’re kinda stressed. When he asked if they gotta be anywhere, they said ‘not today but i do have plans tomorrow.’

Time is tempted to ask more but his neighbor looks stressed enough. Eventually Time finds the problem and fixes it! Estactics, reader give Time a small hug before pulling back and asking him what was the problem.

During his explanation, reader notices a few figure staring out of Times window.

Art asks if Time had anyone over and when Time turned to look where reader was looking, he noticed a few familiar shapes ducking from view. Time gives a small laugh and explains its his son and his friends.

Reader nods with a smile and thanks Time again, walking to their bag in the car and pulling out some cash. Time is quick yo deny the cash but reader is persistent.

Finally Time finally says that they can make it up to him by making that wonderful breakfast they made him the first time the two met <33

#trippy answers #anon ask #tales from the void #🐈‍⬛ anon #dilf time #trippy going feral

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paulinawoodpecker · 9 months ago

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Ramirez and Sara cheered him up about Tiffany Mordon hurting his feelings

@jakkiisthatboy2

Tiffany: do you want to play this game?!

Tiffany: *laughs*

Tiffany: Fine! I’ll let you play this game!

Tiffany: operation! Torture the man’s heart!

The mean queen bees: *gasps*

Jeremy: what?!

Roger: oh no…

Kenny: not the foot…

Tiffany: let’s do this!

Tad: *gulps*

Tiffany: you have been making women a distraction and feel bad about themselves since you came in to this world. I think you have that all wrong mr. You’re wrong around you representing everything wrong with your discoveries and your lame stuff.

Tad: lame?

Tiffany: what unrealistic ideas you have. You are describing stereotypical useless people.

Tad: 😧 I mean 😏 I am good looking…

Tiffany: LOOK AT YOURSELF!

Tad: 😧 …

Tiffany: you set a masculine movement back to your years. You destroyed men and women’s lives and rights on listening to their hopes and dreams but instead you wanted it all to yourself. With innate sense of worth. You are killing their chance to live in their hopes and dreams. You are killing the planet with your glorification of rampant.

Tad: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Tiffany: am I the only one with consumerism? No! Because you know what you are? Nothing! Absolutely nothing. I’m supposed to make you happy and proud of you for yourself. Well get this. I’m wrong. And I’m powerful. Heck yeah I’m powerful!

Tiffany: and you have declared yourself mr. wrongly nothing. If it weren’t for you, I would not been doing this on my own. And another thing. Stop getting in our way you FAT FACIST!

The mean queen bees: *gasps at her*

Kenny, Kevin, Jeremy, Christopher, and Roger: Oooh!

Christopher: dang! She got her good!

Kevin: never trust a girl with blonde hair!

Tiffany: 😈😏

Tiffany: well? You give up? Or are you sure you can handle more?

Tad: 😢 okay. Fine. If that’s what you want to call me. It was nice talking to you. Come on Sara.

Tad: *speed walks while Sara catches up*

Tiffany: oh yeah. and tad?

Tiffany: *gives him the naughty finger which is censored by the Lightbox animation studios logo*

The mean queen bees laugh villainy and evilly and walks away

Tad: 😭😭😭😭

Sara: hey. It’s okay.

Ramirez: *heard crying that was coming from tad*

Ramirez: what happened?

Sara: he got into a bet a girl.

Ramirez: a girl?

Sara: her name was Tiffany mordon.

Tad: *sniffs* she was so mean. Where did she get that FAT Fascist? *continues crying*

Ramirez and Sara give him a hug to cheer him up

Tad: *stops crying but still sheds tears*

Sara: I’m very sorry you had to go through that.

Tad: *sniffs* I’m fine. Sara. I’m fine.

Ramirez: Well. Maybe Sara and I can figure out how to make you feel better.

Tad: really?

Sara: yeah. Someday. You need to stand up to her.

Tad: 🥺 but I’m scared. I’m just scared she might do that torture my heart thing again.

Ramirez: I know. It’s okay to be scared at first.

Sara: yeah. Sometimes at the first day you meet bullies, they make you cry. But on a future day, you finally start raising your voice and start standing up to them.

Tad: okay.

Ramirez: don’t cry tad.

Tad: I’ll try.

Ramirez and Sara give him a hug to cheer him up

Tad: *manages to calm down*

Tad: thanks you two.

Ramirez: all good?

Tad: yeah. All good.

Sara: since you know how to face your fears yet. We’ll also teach you how to protect us.

Tad: me? But I’m no knight. I don’t have an armor with me.

Ramirez: but you still need to learn.

Tad: alright.

Sara: you need to use your fighting skills like this. *showed him her fighting skills* now you try.

Tad: right. About that. I just had medicine, so im still digesting it. I’ll just wait.

Ramirez: just do it.

Tad: shouldn’t I warm up first?

Ramirez: just do it.

Tad: maybe I should warm up. *in anime chibi mode starts warming up saying cute shooting sounds adorably and repeatedly *

Ramirez: WILL YOU JUST DO IT!!!

Tad: *in anime chibi style; froze like a statue* ok fine I’ll do it.

Tad: *uses his skills weak*

Ramirez: try again but more harder.

Tad: *uses his skills harder* 😏 how’s that?

Sara and Ramirez: 😓😓

#tad the lost explorer #tadeo jones #tad the lost explorer 4 #tadeo jones 4 #mean girls #bullies #bully game

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hazamacore · 8 months ago

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i have been mulling over this addition for the last few days because i want to make sure im wording it all correctly and articulating myself well but while the majority response to this has been rightful anger at ao3 and a vigour to share these resources (good!!! thank u all!!!) there IS a mentality ive seen a few times that i want to nip in the bud

and this is not intended to distract from the original point of this post at all, because it’s all connected rather neatly

[id 1: tumblr dark mode tags that read, “#I'm usually never one to reblog anti ao3 donation content #but please just this year consider donating to gazan family please” /end id]

[id 2: tumblr dark mode tags that read, “#unfamiliar with “other issues” and personally would take with a grain of salt as theres been a lot of buzz about censoring “bad” kinks on ao3 #but yeah fuck zionists and fuck censoring your VOLUNTEER STAFF” /end id]

it's the mindset that this is One Singular Issue. that this has come out of nowhere and is the Only big issue with ao3. that This One Time You Shouldn't Donate To Them. it is not!!! i alluded to that in the op, and went on at the end to try and direct people to a blog about awareness and action against the racism that runs deep in ao3/otw for starters

the racism on ao3 and from the otw is something especially black people have been talking about as they have been talking about fandom racism for years and years and years. it is a repeated pattern of protecting racist content (think: the horrific fanfics made of the black lives matter movement in 2020 following the murder of george floyd, porn that uses blatantly racist tropes incl “raceplay”, to name just TWO examples) under this blanket of “no censorship”and dismissing entirely the victims (people of colour) affected by it. considering this, that ao3 would go on to harbour and protect zionist ideology is unsurprising

because ao3 has repeatedly demonstrated that it will prioritise the unconditional protection of racist content, pedophilic content and incestuous content with people who take issue with it being labelled “puritans” or “pro censorship” or in the case of racism that theyre “overreacting”. ao3 has made clear that this is an environment they prioritise over one where victims are cared for, that their “anything goes” mentality is one where bigots and abusers are protected and victims dismissed. in such an environment its easy for ideologies like zionism to rest unchallenged and protected, which they do. with the volunteer who did challenge it and was Actually censored deemed “disruptive” “rude” “inflammatory”. and i must emphasise that volunteer has written the exact explicit incestuous content that ao3 otherwise protects, and this is where the line was drawn (cw for that if u are going to look deeper at their account. their experience here is very important to document, but that context is too, and i had completely forgotten about it initially)

like with many other places these issues are institutional. there is no “just dont donate THIS time” as if ao3's zionist bias will disappear when israel stops murdering palestinians and you can stop thinking about it, as if ao3 is not regardless racist, as if ao3 is not regardless a breeding ground for predators

^ i would like to direct you to this call to divest from the otw and sign in support of palestine. for more information and a breakdown on both the racism and the zionist bias

and furthermore you should stop donating to ao3 because they have tons of money already that they dont need (ty again for the very thorough breakdown @fiercynn!!). even if you strip it of all context, they should not be drinking in a surplus of 200,000 USD (quadruple their goal) in a climate where millions of people are struggling everyday to live

thank you, i hope i articulated this well. donate to any of the above causes if you have the means please and to any fundraiser you see on your dash of a marginalised person who needs help with groceries or rent or healthcare or is homeless instead of chucking your money at a site that neither needs nor deserves it

instead of continuously over-donating to ao3 when those running the site are racist zionist sympathisers who shut down support of palestine from its volunteers 1 / 2 (among myriad other issues that u should NOT be funding) please direct your attention to these incomplete fundraisers for people in gaza and various tangible operations doing work. this is a call that if u have donated even a cent to ao3 to a) match that in your donations to palestinians/causes and b) stop donating so uncritically and unconditionally to ao3, pressure them. id like to direct u to @end-otw-racism

fundraiser masterpost by @el-shab-hussein

mona

care for gaza

help gaza's children

operation olive branch

the palestinian children's relief fund

unrwa

the palestinian red crescent society

buy an e-sim / donate for mass buying

#sj #save

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m1ckeyb3rry · 3 months ago

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NO BECAUSE WHERE IS THE REBOOT??? My devastation when I heard that the anime wouldn’t continue because it was just manga promo…please….i need MORE

Wait a mint green would actually be so nice…lowk id love to see a sea foam green too or a light red…(this sounds odd but i do mean a light red and not pink LMAOO kinda like a slightly salmon leaning color? But not sendous LOL) also Aryus color being champagne gold always cracks me up because it really just looks like light brown

Bro fr has the entire App Store downloaded I just know it….like literally any game to kill time im sure he’s tried at least once

LMAOO I’ll be hyped up either way those two are also my favs…I love misadventures LMFAO sprinkling in a little crack with the story

SHSHS YEAH like just look at Raichi on BM he’s lucky he even got an offer…I think generally defenders just don’t stand out esp given the premise of bllk existing to create the best striker…having aiku on Ubers definitely helped spotlight the defensive characters though, probably since he’s already got an established rep as defender!

I’m very excited to see who hehe…also WOAH LMAOO Wait that is tiny by Mira standards (this is a crazy thing to say because usually I see 1k and go omfg that’s so long) your “shorter” fics slap too though I remember reading your Isagi work too and thinking it was so cute like I don’t even like Isagi but that was a good read

LMAOOO I wonder what inspo will strike you for those vague prompts…let’s see what tiktok throws you this time

I love being updated on your requests/inbox but OMG GAGAMARU??? You’ve truly become the side character safe haven omg watch just watch you’re gonna get another crazy side character next (imagine Nanase or kurona req next)

Ok pause wait 1) WHOS THE CENSORED NAME?? *** ****** the only thing I could think of was itoshi sae/rin but there’s no way right….unless I counted wrong or misread and this isn’t BLLK related 2) ok hear me out imagine Oliver aiku 5th wingman….maybe he along w yuki are the ones who finally make it work because aiku pushes y/n to do the boldest shit LMAO

- Karasu anon

I NEED MORE SHINAH omg in the early days of this blog it was ALWAYS shinah themed LMAOAAO it was so cute too!! i like the nagi theme more plus bllk is life but one day i’ll probably go back to the shinah theme just because he’s one of my og bfs HAHAH been in love w him for years 😩

YES it’s hilarious that aryu is supposedly to be all flashy and glam but he just looks beige which is such a typically boring color 😭 and yes like a peachy salmony color would be really fun!! and ooh seafoam that would be GORG i’m hoping the rest of the ng11 have cool color auras because so far sae and lorenzo have been cool (kaiser is boring but the blue aura + gold hair kinda eats so he gets a pass) okay wait also i just checked the wiki and LORENZO has black hair plus purple eyes?? so my prayers have been answered but not necessarily in the form of a character i actually want 😰

nagi’s just like me fr (downloads random puzzle games that come up in adds while he’s on different puzzle games, is obsessed with them for a week, and then never plays them again unless his wifi is out or something)

no like between chigiri and barou you cannot go wrong both are so good in opposite ways LMAOAO it’ll be fun regardless!! i’m excited although i have a couple of other things to clear out before i get to those

POOR RAICHI even like hiori and karasu are honestly pretty low!! given how much they’ve been contributing 😰 and yeah aiku having an established rep as a defender + lorenzo literally being a defensive ng11 definitely means ubers defense has way more of a chance to shine than on other teams imo!!

i participate in fic inflation 😩 like after you write a 41k word one shot everything is going to seem short compared to that (although this one is a bit of a special case hehe you’ll see i’m almost done with it!!) and YESS the isagi fics 🥹 pls i can’t even lie though i think my fav part of the isagi fics is the nagi chigiri bachira cameo at the end where they’re bribing nagi LMAOO

oh TRUST i will be scrolling tik tok before writing those two hehe saving them until the end because they have the highest likelihood of getting extensive 😭 nah but imagine i write a MASSIVE kiyora fic and literally nobody even knows who bro is i think that’ll be like a bllk fandom hall of fame moment or smth

YESS GAGAMARU basically i had posted before starting my rewatch that i wondered what character i’d end up liking this time (spoiler alert nagi) and someone commented hoping it was gagamaru because they wanted more content for him…so i was like well it wasn’t gagamaru BUT please req for him because i am happy to provide content!! LMAOAO omg kurona req idek what i’d write for it he gives me such little sibling vibes…trust i’d make it work though

unfortunately…it was in fact…rin itoshi…EEK i also saw a rlly good sae one and for a moment i was sososo scared i was going to become an itoshi lover but then like a savior my fyp blessed me with the most glorious scrumptious AMAZING barou edit followed by a magnificent nagi edit and THEN an otoya + aiku edit (to womanizer hehe i was lowkey giggling at it but out of humor as much as like “omg otoya 🤭”) so i think we are safe…at least i hope we are…

LMAOOO omg aiku and yukimiya team up??? i was thinking that for aiku to work as a problematic but funny bestie the only love interests that would make sense are barou, yukimiya, karasu, and sae because those are the only ones in his relative age group (shidou and kaiser too but kaiser is so far removed from aiku it wouldn’t make sense and shidou + aiku just doesn’t feel right in my mind)…wait actually okay you know what would be SO funny is like a shy reader who ends up working with otoya on a project or something and develops a fat crush on him so she goes to aiku for help in matching otoya’s 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 and it’s just him giving her the WORST advice meanwhile otoya also has a crush on her so he goes to karasu and yukimiya for help transforming into a lover boy 😭 so we end up with the reader being like a massive bitch and playing hard to get meanwhile otoya is bringing her flowers and curating playlists for her FJKSDNSKAK craziest possible dynamic

#answered asks

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traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors · 1 year ago

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I made my book/expose on my abuser and ive already had legal issues with them in the past and idk if im safe with what's written, but ik I have to omit certain information, but idk where to start with who specifically to ask or where to find a lawyer for this, little lost ig... I ended up keeping the genders, but changing ALL the names to fake names, and I made sure that I only spoke in detail of the abuse but I don't think I insinuated anything about where this person lives, true name, school I think im alright but still not sure what to omit. I am in the states.

Hi anon,

So I'm in a very similar situation, and I've spoken to an attorney about this. He explained that a literary lawyer or attorney discusses solely legal things about the paper, whereas a literary agent will secure book deals and advise on writing.

He also recommended looking into SLAPP and anti-SLAPP laws in your area because these can majorly impact your pursuit to publicly hold your abuser accountable. I'm not a legal expert but based on what I learned in journalism class, SLAPP laws are basically defamation or libel laws that are often used against journalists, and they're basically legal gag orders that make it so that you cannot say something negative about a particular person, even if what you're saying is true. This is also why anti-SLAPP laws exist (because it doesn't really make sense and you should be able to hold people accountable). But the entire process of SLAPP vs anti-SLAPP can be complicated, arduous, and costly.

The thing is that if you really want to go ahead and make your expose public, even if you omit identifying details, you would still have a legal risk. The US judicial system has determined that even if you do not name or identify your abuser in any way, you can still be sued. And the entire legal process of court appearances, being cross-examined, and legal fees can be retraumatizing as a survivor.

I believe that you and I should be able to publish our exposes without fear of being gaslit, scrutinized, sued, silenced, hurt, or killed. But the social climate, at least in the US, is not safe. Kayla Hayes had to move states after she came out with her book because her abuser conspired with fellow inmates to harm her. What you choose to do should ultimately be up to you, but it's imperative to carefully consider the risks.

Personally, my therapist and I have been working on figuring out what to do with my expose, which is currently 350 pages. We've agreed that I will share my expose with people I trust and put strict privacy settings around it, which also means that I do not have to omit anything. We also agreed that if I do want to make some kind of public statement, that it will be a brief and vague summary that centers me instead of my abuser. You obviously don't have to do this, but it could be something to consider. This way, you don't have to censor yourself in your expose, you can feel safe knowing that only people you trust can access it, and that it won't end up in the wrong hands (people that may gaslight, sue, or pose a threat to your safety).

If you can access or afford it, a mental health professional such as a therapist could help you process your trauma and figure out what decision would be best for your safety and healing.

I hope I could help and I wish you the best of luck. Please know that we're here for you if you need anything.

-Bun

#mod bun #trauma talks

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just-a-creep-babe · 4 years ago

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Kinktober Day 10

Homicidal Lui: Period Sex & Breeding

Ughhhhh I wish I could’ve written this & especially the breeding kink better, but it was my first time trying it out & im not too familiar with it yet. Plz feel free to share any advice! ^^

~Requests are closed~

Masterlist: x

Any tips are greatly appreciated!

You hug the pillow as tightly as you can to your chest and groan

Your stomach feels like a sharp block of cement eroding at your insides

The pain killers have had absolutely no effect, and you envy the simpler times of a few days ago when you didn’t constantly feel that dull throb of pain nestled in your gut

You curl your legs up to your chest and groan again, trying to find a comfortable position that’ll hopefully cut you some slack so you can sleep

Your eyes fall close and you pray for that static numbness of unconsciousness to wash over you

But it never comes

Instead, you hear the front door creak open, followed by the quiet, barely-there footsteps of your boyfriend as he makes his way to your room

The door nudges open, spilling a sliver of pale light onto the bed

“(Y/n)?”

You mumble a “yeah” in response, not even bothering to sit up to greet him

“I came over as soon as I could after getting your text. I have chocolate and pain killers…”

Waves of nausea pinch up your throat

“Thanks babe, but the pain killers haven’t been working so far, and I think I’m gonna be sick if you even mention food again”

You hear him set some stuff down on the night stand before the bed dips beneath his weight

His hand is warm and slightly calloused as he presses it against your forehead, before then moving to your chin to tilt your head up to look at him

“I feel like death” you mutter, “Actually, I feel worse than that”

Worry flitters over his features

You’re horribly relieved it‘s Lui who’s with you and not Sully instead, who might’ve just told you to get over it like it’s nothing

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Mmh… I don’t think so. Cuddle with me?”

His soft lips tilt into a small smile, the stitches either side of his cheeks stretching against his skin

“That I can do”

He shuffles over next to you, wrapping his toned arms around you and snuggling you into his chest

It’s only when his leg grazes your sex do you shiver, hips bucking involuntarily as the breath is sucked from your lungs

He freezes

And then he slowly grinds his leg against you, and you can’t help but moan quietly and rock against him

Sex

That’s what you need

“You want me to make the pain go away, baby?”

His breath is warm and tantalizing against your neck, his voice suddenly deeper and thicker than it was a few moments ago, and it has your stomach clenching already

It’s amazing how quickly the throbbing pain diminishes as something else, something much more pleasant starts taking over

But despite that, you hesitate

“I-it’s gonna make a mess”

You nestle deeper into him to hide your blush

He hums

“Stay here”

And then the warmth of his body disappears as he makes his way down the hall to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a towel and a grin on his attractive features

You bite your lip

He gently slips into the covers again, and you scoot over so he can flatten out the towel to let you get comfortable on top of it

“That good?” he asks

“I-I don’t know... are you sure about this? We don’t have to if you don’t want to, I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable or anything...” you reluctantly trail off

He grins, kissing your nose as he straddles your form

He rocks his hips against yours and you can feel his hardening cock straining the fabric of his pants

It has you sighing, welcoming the bliss coiling in your gut; a proper distraction you so desperately need

“I can assure you I don’t mind at all. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I was grossed out by a bit of period blood?”

“A normal one” you murmur beneath your breath, which has him chuckling

He rolls himself between your legs, and when you tug at the hem of his shirt, he gets the message and slips it off over his head

You don’t have much time to admire his strong, lithe form before he’s grinding down hard and deep into you, and it has you throwing your head back with a pleased gasp dripping from your lips

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, Princess”

He slowly nudges up the fabric of your shirt up to reveal your tits, and then he leans down and softly takes a nipple between his teeth

“F-fuck~” you breath out a curse as he gently tugs on it, bringing his other hand to toy with the other

Your sex throbs with need as he blows cool air against them, switching between the two and lavishing your chest with attention

While keeping you distracted, he pulls down the waistband of your pants, dragging your panties along with them

When he tugs his length free however, you can’t help but shut your legs together

He looks up questioningly, with mild concern written on his visage

And you suddenly can’t find it in yourself to look him in the eyes

“D-don’t look—“

He rolls his eyes, mouth quirking into a smile

“Don’t worry, baby. I told you, it doesn’t bother me. You’re beautiful—my beautiful little angel~”

His lips are at your neck as he mumbles quiet praises, kissing your skin, suckling and nipping and leaving his mark all over

You weave your hands through his dark locks and pull him closer, his body flush against yours as he sinks his teeth into the juncture of your neck

Your back arches, adrenaline pumping through your system

He presses the head of his cock against your warm, slick folds and slowly slides himself in, inch by inch until his pelvis is meeting yours, all the while his mouth is planting kisses all over to keep you distracted

You cringe at the way you can feel blood leaking out around him, but then he rocks into you and he feels so fucking good dragging along your pulsing walls that you suddenly don’t care anymore

“God, you feel so fucking good~” he groans

He tilts your hips up and it makes it all the easier to rut into you like a depraved teen

You don’t both quieting your mewls and whimpers—feeling much too horny to censor yourself

The bed rocks back and forth, creaking under the strain of him pistoning his cock into your sopping, eager little cunt

Your wrap your legs around him as your hands flutter up to grip the pillow beneath your head, your face contorting in pure bliss because it feels like heaven

“God—f-fuck, that’s right. Take my cock, baby~ Take it like the good girl you are and I’ll—“ he grunts, reeling back to slam into you at full force, “I’ll fill you so fucking full you’ll be dripping with cum for hours”

You squeak, Lui’s usual gentle demeanor all but gone as he rams himself into you again and again

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Gonna be a good little cum dump I can breed over and over again?”

He looks to where your bodies connect, watching blood coat his cock as it disappear in and out of your sloppy sex, and it spurs him on even more

“Y-yes—god, fuck! Lui, d-don’t fucking stop!”

You swear to god, he has you seeing stars

Your nails scratch down his scarred chest, desperate for some kind of grasp, and the pain has him twitching inside your fluttering walls

“F-fuck—I won’t stop, baby. I’ll pump you so fucking good~ Gonna force you to keep in every. Single. Fucking drop of it—“

He punctuates his words with brutal thrusts, and they keep growing faster and harder until all you can do is take his punishing pace, your muscles seizing and lips parting in a choked scream

“You want me to breed you like my personal whore? Hm? Stuff you nice and fucking full?”

“Fuck!~” you scream his name, gasping, “b-breed me—make me yours!~“

His hips rut into you wildly, animalistically, and when his thumb reaches down to jerk at your clit, you’re completely overwhelmed and you cum—hard—your cunt twitching and spasming around him

You can’t keep count of the filthy slew of noises spilling from your mouth, despite knowing your neighbors can most definitely hear you

The way you squeeze around him, trying to milk him for all he’s worth has him coming undone right after you

His cum splutters deep inside you, hips not once faltering as he grinds into your squelching cunt

A few more sloppy thrusts and he finally slows to a stop, panting, though nowhere near as thoroughly fucked as he’s left you

You’re filled to the brim with a mix of blood and cum, and you’re damn thankful he thought of putting that towel beneath you

“You feel better, baby?”

He kisses you all over, asking if you’re alright, if he hurt you or if he was too rough and if you enjoyed yourself

The pain now nearly entirely gone, you wrap your arms around him and tug him down next to you to kiss his forehead

“I do feel better. Thank you so much, baby~”

He smiles and nuzzles you closer into him

You decide you’ll deal with the mess later

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #homicidal liu #homicidal lui x reader #homicidal lui x reader smut #creepypasta smut #creepypasta kinktober #kinktober

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chilling-seavey · 4 years ago

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May 23-24, 2021:

Okay this gonna be weird so get ready. I also have to censor a few things so get double ready.

SO in my dream last night Daniel and I were in my room and he was eating…a snack…and thoroughly enjoying it. Gonna leave it at that. Then we went to a dance club/bar with jocelyn and jonah and we were watching them dance and jonah had some good moves ngl and daniel pulled me onto his lap at the table and was whispering about…wanting to finish his snack soon. And jonah and jocelyn returned and jonahs all “hope you didn’t eat all the nachos! I danced up an APPETITE” and we talked at the table for a bit before we had to leave and jocelyn and jonah went home because we had to meet up with the 21 squad boys for a photoshoot and they wanted to go down to the factory side of LA where there was a building fire and the guys thought it was so cool to stand on the burning building for pictures and i was like 🤦🏼‍♀️ and sure the pictures looked cool until the roof caved in. No one died or anything it was just dumb and I remember oscar and i were like “yall are stupid we’re not helping you out bye” and the few sane ones of us walked off. And daniel was holding my hand as we walked with the group and it was nighttime and we stopped at this alcove because it was late and dark and i joined this trio playing violins?! but I literally cannot play an instrument to save my life so it was really bad but daniel and the few friends who were with us were applauding politely 😂 and as i’m playing with these strangers, daniel starts talking to whoever he’s standing beside and he’s talking to them about…’sleepovers’ and how good or bad I am at…‘sleepovers’…and i smacked him over the head with my violin bow to get him to shushofjfhf. (I think he was saying good things so ayay (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞ but anywaykshd). Then we all continue walking at night to wherever we’re going and daniel’s like hinting to me about me being pregnant and I’m like don’t be ridiculous and sheldon from big bang theory showed up in our group talking about this pregnancy test he invented and he ran it with me when i didn’t know and yes it came back positive but i was like tf that’s dumb i don’t believe you. And he was okay then theres only one option left. And we ended up in sheldons room (it was a different room from the show but we knew it was ‘his room’) and i was strapped to the bed and daniel was standing beside me and sheldon at the end and the few friends were to the side and daniel was asking me if i had this symptom or this symptom and i kept saying yes but I was still disbelieving that i was pregnant so sheldon grabbed a fricken lightsaber from his wall and turned it on and held it over his head towards me and daniel was like “em come on just accept it and this won’t have to happen” and i was like “WHAT IS GOING ON” and sheldons all “IF YOU CANT ACCEPT IT WE MUST TERMINATE IT IN THE NAME OF GEORGE LUCAS” and i was like “?!?! daniel get me the FUCK OUT OF HERE AND TO A NORMAL GODDAMN PHARMACY” and then jocelyn and jonah came back and they were like “WAIT we just talked to the police…you can’t do this because she’s being arrested” and i was like “tf?? for WHAT?” and joanhs all awkward for a moment and he’s like “the officer said you have such a crowded record from stealing to…[jesus christ i can’t believe im writing and posting this what is wrong with my subconscious]…causing public erections” and im like “PARDON” and no ones phased theyre literally just sad that this is my fate or some bs and daniels crying and holding my hand and he’s like “this is all my fault!!” (Honestly yeah bro if you could just keep it in your pants I wouldn’t be arrested) but i woke up before i could be arrested or before sheldon could terminate my possible pregnancy with a lightsaber

#oh lord in heaven #emilys dreams

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a-romantic--aromantic · 3 years ago

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if you are a blank blog/no pfp just a friendly reminder i Will reach out to let you know how this site works because im assuming youre new and dont understand the culture and letting yall know seems best but heres some main takeaways:

Tumblr is anonymous. please please please dont use your name as or in your url. its a really important aspect of this site to maintain that anonymity and most of the time its an easy way to identify porn bots- they use peoples names. if you have your name in your url its an easy way to get blocked.

your blog is your blog. you dont have to make a single ounce of content, but the point of it is to save the content you like for later, which is done through reblogging. reblogging makes a save that can only be deleted by you, even if the original poster deactivates or deletes it. this is a really cool feature! it means you’ll never lose stuff you like!

if you like to lurk, thats okay! tumblr likes dont actually do/mean anything though, and is not actually any sort of a real way to show the people making stuff that you like what theyre doing or support them. if you want there is a setting to make your blog private- it means people wont see anything but your username and your profile picture without a password

speaking of profile picture! if you do not have one people will think you are a bot. they will block you for being a bot. it doesnt matter what it is it could be the color gray just avoid using the tumblr default profile picture.

tags! tags are an easy way to add commentary or share anecdotes or ramble without interrupting the content of the post. people love these! they are widely supported, and usually can “pass peer review” as a way of saying that someone else thought what you said was funny/important enough to share in the main post, either by screenshot or copy pasting, and tagging the person who made them. usually, we do not/did not start the “prev tags” thing. it can have its uses, but nobody likes a hunt through prev tags. if its more that 2/3 people back, the culture here isnt to pissy about copy pasting, and if youre worried about credit, just add another tag with their name

🌟bonus round 🌟 tumblr is actively unmarketable and does not want our information to be sold or used. this means that you Should Not Use the algorithm, particularly, you should curate your dash and follow people. a large part of the point is chronological consumption, and that old posts recirculate indefinitely. take advantage of the benefits from the site, and understand that the nonsensical ads are because of the lack of information tumblr is collecting on us. they are protecting our privacy and our information. we want to make sure it continues that way. due to tumblr protections of us, and the way that it is following-based rather than algorithm-based, this also means you Do Not Need to censor anything. this includes heavy content, swear words, silly ridiculous threatening posts that are unhinged and unrealistic. censoring isn’t necessary here. like i said, take advantage of the benefits of being here. its good here.

thats all, i hope yall newbies enjoy tumblr! good luck!

#new users #newbies #twitter #tiktok #tumblr culture #rambles

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stray-tori · 4 years ago

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TPN Vol 8 - Chapters 66-70 Thoughts

[we're already on vol 9 but I'm slow with compiling]

I know I always rag on the "cop out" deaths and it is true that no corpse no dead, and I am curious if there will be any more worldbuilding regarding Lucas' survival (hello deus ex machina person) but uh. Idk. I'm sure it has a point and it makes sense in universe (having him be the reason for the knowledge among GP kids is good) but it just feels a little. Eh. Like it feels like paddling back on a small part of geezers guilt and feelings. In part it also feels like a "reward" for choosing the heroes moral side and going to help save Emma (why ever that happened - ig bc Gilda would blow up the shelter if he doesn't so. YAY).

...

Obviously the development is still his, and he obviously isn't expecting to find anyone alive there, but ig i felt like he was leading up to... healing more through the kids and not one epic Emma speech and "oh your one friend is alive btw" reveal later on. It feels like a spark of hope and happiness for him that I'm not sure if was needed narratively. He already decided he wouldn't harm them.

Like maybe they handle it very differently so i might be jumping the gun here but idk. It just feels a little... weird to me. Probably in a similar way how speeches about Norman hurt but also kind of get that "well uh about that...." Air once you know. I feel for the characters and their separation but it doesn't have the same weight it could have anymore.

In theory it reminds me a bit of the whole gate reveal structure in s2. With a setup being built up or established and a reveal just going "nvm that's not what we're doing".

It makes sense, I'm just not a huge fan of what it does for me for previously established things.

But i guess writing wise it puts its cards on the table with small scale Lucas and then Norman haha.

I find it rly funny how much the arc sort of mirrors the s2 arc so far (character assumed dead is alive, new cast of demon kill children introduced, a plan to kill demons).

Ig that might be intentional, for all intents it's a good method of conveying character change. Or different specifics or how things might be judged differently with different specifics (like hunting for enjoyment vs. farming)

I'm totally jumping in on this too early but idk it's interesting to think about.

That and also our whole "There's someone I want you to meet" - "ITS NORMAN" jokes made me think, like you could probably ACTUALLY restructure some of this in a way that would allow Norman's return here instead lol. Could be a fun AU, esp since we have the seeds of a (small-scale) demon annihilation plan anyway.

I also just find it funny to think about Norman grumbling from his future self that Emma agreed to some random guy's plan so easily udkhjsd

Obviously the time is a bit of a mess -- it's only been 3 months? is Adam out bc Norman's escaped already or was Adam just shipped to GP? if he already escaped, our boy is quick - plus, why would he go to GP. the supporters in Lambda probably know it's been compromised, so aside from freeing the children, there isn't a lot of reason to go there and while that may have priority, I feel like 3 months is a bit of a short timeframe for Norman to settle in there well enough -- so it's more wonky than anything BUT IT'S FUN TO THINK ABOUT.

btw I find it so funny how Emma has that whole "intent to kill" thing going on now, considering her later moral stance - like it's fair but coming from s2 it's a bit of whiplash haha especially since she's so determined about it right from the start. (though I have no idea if she ever addressed killing demons before this, memory bad)

Though notably she said "she wants to shut down the hunting ground too", not "want to kill them too" - and it's good that she draws a line but IDK IT'S JUST INTERESTING because what bothers her is the toying / no respect for their lives, right? - "this kind of hunt", not hunting in general.

... so like, if you were hunted by a demon in the wild, who didn't toy with you, just killed and ate you, that would be fine then? Idk, it's a very fine line and I get it, but it's interesting to think about. A quick, suffer-less death is of course a valid thing to want if you will die anyway, but you're dead afterwards in both variants.

Of course maybe I'm reading it wrong and it's just her sort of realizing that between mass production farms and GP, they really did have it good, even if they died an early death, and how this is much more hate-worthy than GF's method. Which is true, I suppose, and might expand on the building blocks of her moral development down the line (as in "there's different stages of demon-badness").

Also a more funny thought but imagine if Lucas DID have the pen, would... Geezer-senpai just not find the way back? And even if he did would he even get into the bunker? That'd be one tragic ending pff. Tell the person to run away and they can't even go back inside sudhdjd

Also i thought about it and isn't it weird that none of the books or materials mentioned what goldy pond actually is? Like youd expect sth that important to be in there.

We know WM wasn't at the bunker in the last 13 years and we know that the books he supplied to GF, the newest one was 2015. What if he was discovered or had to limit his WM activity 30 years ago?

So 30 years ago, he still sent people to goldy pond.

I'm just realizing.... That totally sounds like a setup for minerva to actually be on the demons side or a demon himself sjdhjddj. Like he orchestrates escapees (who are likely to be smart) and then sends them to GP where he and his noble friends can hunt them.

But where i was actually going with this uh, what if GP 30 years ago (potentially longer depending on how long ago he was there last) wasn't actually a hunting a ground? Why would you send kids there without a warning otherwise? What if it WAS a small human community (tho that would likely have been passed around by the inhabitants) or it was at least WM supporter base like the bunker, intended for humans to live there. Not sure about mansion then but YKNOW.

If it was, i wonder if it being discovered was a huge part in WM cover being blown OR if the demons decided to keep it secret bc you know this place is rly convinient haha

I also wonder how wm even finds and builds all these underground things lol. Bc it can't have existed since before the world split i think?

Man has some big construction projects running pfff.

I'm also not sure how that underground thing works-

its tori is confused about minor things hour

[Emma takes the axe with right hand, her right hand is still behind her as if she was winding up, but the axe is already thrown?]

like if she had the axe still in hand it'd make sense or if it was in her hand AND spinning, it'd be like "2 frames".

but this?? i am just-

im rly late with this but the glove is Lucas' memorial. the pair will only be together again when they reunite :<<

what I want to know is HOW. like the John thing is already questionable but I guess he could have gone back again?? but with this.

he has both gloves when they part he still have one glove on when his arm is gone. but the arm Leuvis has, doesn't have a glove?? So either Leuvis took it off but i wouldn't know why, and just dropped it on the ground for geezer to come pick up ORRRR he took one off for some reason?? maybe he threw it at the demon pff something is very un-continous here and i need answers-

the duality of man... not wanting people to know a) your age and b) your name (which you may have forgotten, who knows)

we just assumed geezer's name is censored here but I guess it could be anything haha-

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Imagine (Son of Hades! Percy; Godswapped! Big Three's kids) (8/8) or (13/13)

Blood of Olympus pt.2 - The War

Hello! If you're here, it means you probably already know - but check the masterpost for both warnings and the other twelve parts.

I want to thank everyone who followed this fanfic? Imagine? AU? for the month it took us to get here. Tell me what you thought about it, if there's anything you are anxious to see in the epilogue - yes, we'll have an epilogue!

If you like my writing, you might be happy to know that I'm starting another AU - same style, no patience for prose - this time, a daughter of Zeus! Percy. Don't worry - it bares almost no similarities to this, and part 1 will be out before the epilogue, so stay tuned. For now, good reading :))

Maybe it was the death of Malcolm, but after that night, there was something different about the crew of the Argo II. Their journey to Gaea changed them.

Will notifies them as soon as morning rises, leaving Annabeth secluded in her room and Perseus to whatever was happening upstairs - they are told not to interfere.

No one knows exactly what happened on the deck between Perseus and whoever dared to attack them - there is nothing there but sea salt and dried ichor when Frank goes to take his shift.

The screams will haunt him for the rest of his life - they pleaded for mercy, but after this journey, no one in here is a merciful person.

There's an aura - an aura Frank recognizes well, for it clogged around Hazel in her first days in Nova Roma. An aura of death. Perseus is looking at the sunrise, cleaning his gold-stained ax.

He looks happy - for the first time since Tartarus, he is humming a melody to some song that Frank is pretty sure is from Disney. Percy grins at Frank.

"Hey, man."

Frank doesn't ask. He trusts Perseus - Perseus took a whip to the back, side by side with him. Perseus fell on Tartarus for his best friend. Perseus would give his life for any of them. The son of Mars Ultor is sure he did what he had to do.

It still spooks him a little when Perseus leaves, whistling what he now recognizes as Fathoms Bellow.

They're journeying to Delos - for more half a day - and then, finally, to Athens. Frank wonders if the monsters are too afraid of them - or if Gaea just told them to stop attacking.

The fact is that, for several hours, no monster touches them again. Might be the death air encapsulating the ship's bow. Might just be their reputation.

With nothing to do, Frank watches as the sun rises and his friends starting to walk around.

Leo has no fixed hours - so he might be either awakening or going to sleep. He crosses through Frank in his post and rambles for a second - the Legionis thinks it's cute.

Leo crosses Hazel - she never wakes past eight unless she had a night shift - who is probably going to breakfast. They exchange a kiss, and Frank's heart aches.

Hazel stops to talk with Jason - the last one awake, since Perseus and Will are probably sleeping, Annabeth still hasn't left her room, and Nico and Piper went to their room after the morning announcements - probably to grief.

The blonde is uncharacteristically serious for such an early hour, but with recent news, it's expected. Frank goes back to look at the sea - and wonder if any of them will ever be free of this.

The two of them retract to the war room - to plan the attack on Gaea. They are at a serious disadvantage. It might be better for them to ride back to Long Island and try to unit the camps and plan a war - just like they did with Kronos/Mount Otris.

It's very improbable that Gaea will give the same considerations to put Manhattan to sleep. Kronos wanted power - not to destroy humanity. Gaea is a nesting mother who lost her kids - she wants chaos.

But with all giants here - wouldn't be easier to do this here? Even if they have no support whatsoever? If they tailed back to Long Island, would the giants run rampant through Europe?

They wait until after lunch - when everyone is more or less up - to congregate and vote.

"There are seventeen giants - one for each Olympian plus Trivia, Proserpina, and the Fates, except for Dyonisus who has two and the twins who share two - and nine of us."

"Fifteen" Retorts Percy from his place opposite to Jason "I killed Aristaeus - the bane of Proserpina - yesterday. And the bane of Ares... Damasen... he was a good giant. He didn't reform."

Jason doesn't argue - Perseus was the one on Tartarus - even though he wants to ask who helped him kill the giant - and if he killed them afterward.

Fifteen is still a staggering number of giants. They have no chance alone - so after Delos, they solve to make their last stand on Camp Half-Blood.

Will, Perseus, and Jason are the ones to go down to the small island. Finding Apollo is exceptionally easy: it's just a matter of following the sound of the lyre.

He laughs at their request - full-blown laugh. Jason wants to punch him - the world is ending.

"There's no need for flowers. You already have the Physician's Cure. This is a name my son gave to his union to Zagreus - life and death."

Jason wants to scream. He wants to kill Nike - who is in her island, chilling after sending them in a goose chase. But Perseus and Will are already miles ahead of him - whatever happened last night unlocked something in him, even if the gloves never left.

"You'll come to Long Island. You'll fight - for as long as needed - against Orion and Gration." It's Will - defying his own father. Jason doesn't know if he has the courage.

"Promise - on your immortality, because I don't trust the Styx."

"I could still evaporate you"

"You won't. You need us too much."

Apollo promises - maybe because he sees everything and knows more than Jason about whatever will happen, maybe because that ax still bears gold in it - and exchanges some words with Will that neither of them hear as they walk back on board to tell the news.

Will and Percy disappear into a room - it makes something stir in Jason's stomach, as he remembers that he no longer knows this Perseus, but the one he knows, he loves.

Will and Perseus talk for hours - before being invaded by Leo - only to keep talking until the next morning.

"Change course to Athens. We have the Physician's Cure. Gaea will rampage through Europe. Hercules is on her side. There's no way we can go back now."

They agree - there's no crossing Hercules little island again.

An IM from Reyna cements their decision. A group of demigods serving Gaea - including the Censor that unjustly tried Hazel and was exiled - tried ambushing she and her sister - but the Amazons and the Hunters won against them. Thalia is alive - and she drove an arrow through Gwen's eye, the traitor in Nova Roma.

The Hunters called the Pegasi - and they all set course to Athens - while Reyna followed the statue who set course by the sea. Pegasus himself is going to Athens - he fought once against the Giants, he would do again.

They reach Athens in a little more than five hours. It's the last day of their time - and they are ambushed as soon as they cross the Parthenon.

They fight well - Gaea wants Perseus and Piper, so they rally around them.

Perseus is a fighting beast himself, but he is overwhelmed by the sheer number of monsters and unable to help others. He kills the Minotaur once again - the armies of monsters are almost endless - is the battle of Manhattan all over again.

Piper strikes against the three gorgons - Medusa can't petrify anyone without petrifying her own allies - and keeps the head as a prize.

Nico is in the sky - he looks like part of the storm. The flying monsters rally around him, but Nico doesn't disappoint - his sword cuts through them like butter.

In the end, the nine annihilate the whole army - Gaea has just her giants now.

But in the fray, two griffins escape - carrying with them Jason and Hazel. Now they have no option but to follow.

Perseus almost hits his head on the wall. Why was he so dumb? Gaea was playing them. Gender had nothing to do with the sacrifice - it's just one of the sea, one of the earth. And Hazel, as much as she is a daughter of the sky, her powers exist on earth.

He could deal with the bounty hunt on him. Even on Piper - just a person to protect - but not on two. He was not expecting this. Perseus thinks Gaea must be laughing right now.

He feels guilt creep on him. That was his plan, and now two of his best friends are gone in the sky. Leo looks even worse than him - he is weeping as if the two demigods are already dead. They probably are.

Annabeth takes the reins - and they fly to the Acropolis quicker than ever. The ship slams against the ground - it probably needs repairs. But they are here.

Jason doesn't remember feeling that much pain. He wakes up, chained in a sacrificial altar, Hazel just behind him. Their powers don't answer - the chains are as dark as Perseus' ax: stygian iron. In front of them, Porphyrion and Polybotes laugh.

"We'll be glad to offer your fathers your severed heads"

He wishes to talk back - but his mouth doesn't work. It's Clytius taking his voice away, right behind them - holding a scyther that is not unfamiliar. Is the same scyther that took Uranus manhood - the same one that cut him to pieces and reduced him to the sky.

"We take an arm from the daughter of the earth, blood and flesh, so that her connection with the ground is given to our Mother, so she is able to reclaim her dominion."

There's blood everywhere. Hazel's left arm is twitching on the floor, and she lets out an ear-splitting scream, before passing out.

"We take the ability from reproduce from the son of the sea, blood and flesh, so that his fertility will be given to our Mother, so she is able to reproduce again, the ability his father took from her."

Jason feels like the world is spinning. They will... they... they want to castrate him. He sees Hazel's blood staining the marble and the floor, running through his skin, and he wants to vomit - but something is preventing him from doing so.

Hazel is paling fast - she'll be dead in thirty minutes if they don't stop the bleeding. But he can't move. He can't help. A scream strangles in his throat.

If Hazel's voice was able to cut through Clytius magic, would his powers too? If he focused enough if he stretched himself enough.

Jason forces himself to stop thinking about the chanting, and focus. He imagines Nico - with no family, losing Hazel. Or Frank and Leo. Or Perseus. He pushes and pushes.

He doesn't find a source of water - but he feels her blood. He can stop it from coming out - just for a second, just for a minute, just until they rescue them.

They are going to rescue them. They are - none of them are dying today. They have to survive this war.

Jason focuses his thoughts on good things. After this, he is going to go to college. He is going to spend time with his sister. He'll work on greek-roman relations. He'll ask the male Praetor on a date. He'll punch Octavian. Everything will be just fine.

The scyther is just over Clytius head, ready to strike when an arrow takes its place in his eye. Thalia, mounted on Pegasus, barges in. The horse is bigger than Clytius - and he takes their chains, before flying off to the arena.

Thalia cuts his chains - throwing a gladius at him. Hazel is still passed out - curled into herself in the ground. Jason stands before her, still doing his best to keep her blood inside. It won't work for long.

The giants follow them - but to no effect. The ship crashes between them, the demigods jumping off - armed to the teeth. With a scream of war, the Amazons and the other Hunters come flying in their own Pegasi.

Reyna is not with them - Jason hopes, not for the first time, that the demigod settlements are in peace. That they won't have to deal with two battlefronts.

It's not the time for petty wars. They should be here, helping, if they were not caught up in past fights of over a hundred years ago. Gaea is much more urgent than whatever they are debating.

These fighters are not enough - they are fighting a losing battle. No gods are coming, and between immortal hunters and Amazons, no one is a deity.

Jason starts thinking he is hallucinating - wishful thinking - for the sky opens, and from there descents all the Olympians and Hecate. Nike is the first to appear, guiding the chariot of Zeus, a scream of battle in her lips.

Juno is in a chariot guided by peacocks. Behind her, Aphrodite - that's not Venus, but Jason has never seen Aphrodite so ready for war. There are no doves or flowers in her - just a giant bow and arrow and a spear, riding in a horse side by side with her husband and her lover.

All twelve Olympians, plus Hades, plus the Fates, plus Trivia, Nike, Juventa, Bia, and Enyo. Proserpina is not there - nor the court of Atlantis.

Jason can't help but think is too little too late. Why they didn't show before? Before Hazel lost her leg? Before Malcolm died? Before Perseus fell? Before this journey took everything from them?

The gods pair off with their children - Hades with Perseus, Athena with Annabeth, Aphrodite with Piper, Mars with Frank, Zeus with Nico, Hephaestus with Leo, Juno with Hylla, Thalia with Poseidon.

Before pairing with Will - who looks reluctant to do it - Apollo comes to them. Jason is good enough to go - but he won't leave Hazel.

"I can't regrow her arm - not here, not now. And never, if it has been amputated by a titan weapon. The best I can do is close it."

Jason is so tired of the gods being unable to do stuff they should be capable of, but he sighs and nods. Hazel's color starts coming back, even if she doesn't wake up.

It's Trivia who comes to take the place of Jason. He stalls - he doesn't trust any deity anymore with the well-being of his friends - but they are not much, and they need him to fight. He joins Ceres as she raises a sickle to go against her bane - Asterius.

The hunters follow their mistress and Amazons divide themselves between the remaining gods - Dyonisus and Mercury - and they attack.

It's not enough. They are stretched too thin. Clytius is the only fallen one after thirty minutes of battle - Trivia burns him down in rage for her acolyte and makes a still groggy Hazel make a little cut on so he dissolves.

Perseus fights alongside his father, mounting Mrs. O'Leary as he does Cerberus. Small Bob can't die unless struck by celestial bronze, so the giant's effort to kill the creature is useless. Both of them don't hold back. It's the first time he really remembers his training with the Lord of the Dead. But mostly, he remembers Persephone too, and the gardens of the Underworld.

Percy has to go back to her. To his stepmom, and his mom, and his other stepmom. He has to go back to his life - the life he can barely remember now, but that was everything for him.

He has to go back to the gardens and the lakes, to blue cookies and bare feet. At least one of the rulers had to be in the Underworld, so Persephone is waiting for them to come back.

It gives Perseus strength. They have to win, so the earth can prosper - so that they can go back to the Underworld. So he can meet Thanatos, and play with Cerberus, and debate with Charon. So that they can be a family.

They keep fighting, but even with Perseus renewed will, there's no winning. Alcyoneus retorts them blow for blow and they tire quickly. Hades turns to him - there's a grim expression in his face when he throws his helmet to Perseus.

Perseus notices to late what his father is about to do - and is unable to prevent it.

"FATHER"

It's the first time he recognizes it. Hades has always been the lord of the dead to him - he only ever called him father in mockery. But this time, it's yelled in anguish.

"Tell Kore that I love her."

A giant blow from the Lord of the Dead makes both of them stumble. The giant falls to the floor, but not before running his sword through Hades' neck.

It's the first god to fall, and when Perseus cuts Alcyoneus' head in return, he stays dead. But it's not enough, because Hades is dead.

He'll have to tell Kore. Kore that loves Hades so much that she leaves the surface for months on end to stay with him. He'll have to tell her that he wasn't enough to save Hades.

Cerberus whine loudly and tries to wake his master - he sniffs at the ground soiled by ichor. No giant is able to approach the body or Perseus - Cerberus growls at every enemy who tries. Small Bob stays by his side, fighting alongside him.

A tear escapes his eye. After so much time, so much resentment, he didn't think he would care. His father lies on the floor like a puppet with the strings cut - and Perseus rages. He closes his father's eyes but doesn't stop - there's still a war going on, so he puts on the Helm of Darkness and goes on to join Ceres and Jason.

A scream rings through the arena - is Poseidon, noticing his oldest brother is gone. He throws his trident at Polybotes head - between him and Thalia, the giant is gone in the next ten minutes.

The god of the sea runs through the field, stepping through dead bodies and avoiding the corner where Trivia is taking care of Hazel. He clutches his brother's prone body and cries, ichor staining his clothes. Cerberus whines at his sound - it's heartbreaking.

Across the field, all four siblings cry together for their fallen brother, but none of them as badly as Poseidon. There's a cold spreading through the field - and soon enough, the sky opens again.

It's Vesta. The last Olympian - the one who stayed behind to tend to the hearth. But now, she looked as fiery as her nephew - descending from the sky with no armor or chariot. The eldest child.

Family - that's Vesta domain. Perseus never saw her fight, but she does this time - throwing herself against the closest giant - Gration.

But Hades is not the last to fall.

Between Jason and Perseus, there's no match for Asterius. Ceres cuts his head off, still sobbing for her son-in-law and brother, sobbing for her widowed child. It doesn't help when her sister falls by her side - Juno, in full battle armor, is cut in half by Eurymedon.

Perseus thinks it might be a scene worthy of being painted - her lifeless eyes stare at the sky, as her crown rolls off her and stops at the giant's feet. Hylla keeps on fighting - now joined by her mother, who changes from Enyo to Bellona.

Zeus, in rage for his wife's death, kills Porphyrion before striking against Eurymedon with his general and her daughter. Nico, even if he never cared for Juno, follows suit - there's a path of destruction behind them, where lightning bolts hit the floor and filled the ground with craters.

Dyonisus kills Elphiates with his oldest daughter by his side, but his brother doesn't die as easily. Athena is still fighting against Enceladus - Annabeth striking the giant from all angles, in perfect synchrony with her mother, with help from Nike, who shields them both with her wings.

Mars and Mercury fight against Hippolytus - but he is faster than even the god of travelers, and evade them at every turn. Frank is a dragon, and then an elephant, and a snake - but nothing hits the giant.

After a blow on the arm by Bia, Periboea spears the still masculine body of Piper. Her blood falls from in-between her legs as Aphrodite - scarier than even Ares - runs her spear through the giantess's eye, killing her.

To save her daughter, Aphrodite shifts her completely into a girl - it's jarring, and something that takes adaptation, but the only way she can keep fighting without dropping.

But it's too late, the damage is done. Gaea is awake, by the seed of a daughter of the sea. Perseus exchanges a look with Leo through the fray - Mimas is just defeated, as Hephaestus smashed his head in with his hammer, but he regenerates quickly as if nothing happened.

There's no winning anymore. The fallen giants don't rise again - the Doors are closed - but the seven remaining ones don't die either - Enceladus, Eurymedon, Orion, Mimas, Otis, Hippolytus, and Thoon - their mother healing all their injuries.

The gods that killed their banes rally together against Gaea - but it's futile. It's just like Perseus in Tartarus - there's no battling a primordial in their own turf.

Will leaves his father to battle Orion, with his sister and the hunters - as Gration lays, probably dead, across the feet of his brother, courtesy of Vesta - and joins the duo.

The three of them sprint through the muddy ground, and onto Festus. There's no winning from Gaea on the ground - but they might have one way.

"Don't let me die, okay?"

Will and Percy join hands across Leo's forehead - and try to bless him the best they can, without being gods themselves. A green sheen covers Leo - and this might be it.

Leo mounts Festus - now again a giant dragon - and rises to the sky. It is enough to attract the Earth. She leaves her battle against Vesta, Aphrodite, Bia, Poseidon, and Ceres - to go after the dragon.

"Trying to escape me, my little demigod?"

An explosion of fire rocks the sky. It's not enough to kill Gaea, but between Zeus' thunder and Leo's explosion, the primordial is unconscious.

Perseus focuses - on keeping Leo's soul in his body. Will, by his side, shines as Apollo himself - there's a sheen of sweat in his face. It might've worked

None of them have the power to kill her now - just the union of all the remaining Olympians would even be capable of rendering her asleep again.

They can't find Festus or Leo - Perseus renders this as a good sign, the sign that their powers were enough.

But for now, with her unconscious, she can't heal the giants. So the remaining gods do quick work of killing them - the last to fall is Eurymedon, with Zeus' bolt across his forehead.

The king of the gods falls on his knees and weeps. Juno is dead. Hades is dead. There are six hunters and twenty amazons remaining - from tens and hundreds.

Mrs. O'Leary died - from a stray arrow. Cerberus paws the ground where her dust is - Perseus can't even imagine his puppy back on Tartarus.

Nike - both wings pointing into different sides, spine broken by Enceladus foot - is sprawled on the ground. Her unblinking eyes stare at Athena, who is holding her hand.

"Did... did we... win?"

"Y-yes"

"Give them the... the crowns... don't forget..."

"I won't"

"There's no... no friends.... in victory. I wish I had... someone."

"I am your friend, Nike"

"My best one... don't let them forget.... champions don't die..."

"Never"

She gags in her own blood. It drips around her chin. It's the first time Perseus sees Athena cry. It hits him - they, all of them, have known each other for thousands of years.

Mars is crying by his mother's head, his spear broken on his feet. Juventa, burned blonde hair blowing around her face, hugs Hephaestus as he cries for their mother - the one that never cared for them, but that was their mother anyway.

Vesta has Hades head on her lap, while his body lays broken on the floor. Ceres is trying to calm Poseidon - but the god of the sea can't stop crying.

On the other side of the Arena, most demigods are together around Hazel - Will is explaining about Leo, but most of them look hopeless. Hazel is crying in Frank's arms.

Eight of them are here - Hazel is missing an arm, Piper went through a jarring body change and Frank has a broken leg - but eight of them are alive, and there's hope for Leo.

Perseus stands in the middle - not joining the gods or the demigods. He looks at the ichor stained floor, the upcoming battle against Gaea looming. Cerberus and Small Bob are together on each side of him.

Apollo - from where he is laying with his unconscious, but alive, sister - raises to help the demigods. None of them are happy about any godly presence - but they need treatment, so they let it happen.

Perseus is the first to break the silence after everyone is healed. Some gods are still crying - but there's no time for grief now. He doesn't look at where his father lays dead - he can't process this right now.

"We... we need to go. To Long Island. We need reinforcements - the war isn't over."

"We need to recharge" Is Hephaestus that retorts "There's no way we can fight right now. Maybe in a day or so but..."

"I don't think we have this time." Jason points "We could try and stall things, prepare... Can you send us there?"

"I can" Say Pegasus, who was fighting alongside Thalia.

Perseus wants not to care. To say that Juno or Nike deserved it. But it's not fair - not even them deserve to die, to go back to the void or Tartarus to reform or be lost for centuries.

Annabeth, however, sits in her corner with the ghost of a smile in her lips - so many demigod's lifes lost for them, for their petty struggles, and now they have to pay the price too. Everyone is paying the price now.

If they helped before, if they didn't spend months cooperating with Juno's useless plan, perhaps now no one would be dead. They could have united the demigods without waisting eight months on stupid missions to kill giants - just for them to come back.

If they stopped thinking about their "oh so bad" split personalities, maybe they could've made this journey quicker, instead of letting them spend two months going in side-quests, fighting minor gods, and retrieving useless information.

So yes, Annabeth is vindicated. This - all of this, those deaths, the ichor soiling the ground - it's their fault.

Piper feels tired. This - this body, this recognition from her mother - is all she ever wanted. But now that she has it, she can't even appreciate it. Was it worth it? She would give everything back for Perseus' leg, Hazel's arm, Malcolm, Leo.

She looks at their mismatched little family - and remembers that yesterday, they had lunch together - all of them. It was not the best moment, but they were laughing.

They could've been happy. If they weren't demigods, most of them would be in college by now. They wouldn't be broken.

Perseus solves to travel by shadows with Cerberus - he still has his father's Helm, and the immortal horse won't let him mount with it. He feels sick - that's his father's dog and his father's armor. But that's their chance of survival.

No god look at him when he melts into the darkness - it's too fresh, too painful. Part of their family is dead.

She jumps on the Pegasus, holding Hazel up - she can barely hold on to her brother in front of her. The wound is closed, but the daughter of Jupiter is off-balance - there's nothing on her right side.

Hazel closes her eyes and rests her head across Nico's back - she is so tired. Leo is gone - maybe forever - and she doesn't have an arm. There's nothing there - nothing. She goes to move and she forgets it for a second - but then she tries to hold tighter to Nico and can't.

Nico feels his sister's tears on the back of his shirt and holds tight to Frank - who is almost strangling Will in his efforts not to panic - he is flying over the sea.

Jason is behind Piper - he is the last one - and he is much more comfortable. That's his half brother after all.

They land in Long Island after ten painful hours - and Will seethes, because their journey could have been so easy, so small - but the gods were too occupied by their insignificant problems that they had to journey for months.

One after the other, they dismount just shy of the river - Jason thinks the naiads look mad when Frank vomits all over their water.

"Flying on a ship is a thing. Flying on a horse is another."

He stills looks queasy when they cross the Pavillion. There's no one there, which is weird because it's morning. There's no one anywhere.

Perseus - powered by the Helm - is the first to get there - almost two hours before them. And the first thing he listens makes him utterly mad.

"Give our soldiers back - or Nova Roma will strike back!"

It's Octavian's voice coming from the hill that harbors Thalia's tree - and Perseus sighs. He looks at himself - he needs a shower, and sleep, and food. They need traps. They don't need a second war.

He is in no condition to fight right now. So he'll have to put his diplomatic skills to use - just the reminder of his father's death sparks a dull pain in his chest - still covered in ichor and dust, his ax slung over his shoulder.

Cerberus stays by his side. Perseus sends Small Bob to Persephone through the old Labyrinth entrance - he needs the big dog, but the skeleton tiger would just be easy prey.

"TWELVE LEGION, STOP"

Perseus looks mightly tired as he takes on the scene - the greeks following Clarisse, Connor, and Lou, the Romans following Octavian and Mike Kahale. Reyna between them, with the gigantic statue.

The demigod looks between his first and his second family, none that he ever fit right, both of which he was the leader, and hold on to Cerberus.

"We - and by we, I mean nine of us, greeks and Romans, the Amazons, and the hunters - just defeated fifteen giants, with the gods. In Athens. We could've - and should've - had reinforcements."

"Percy-" Connor starts, but Percy raises a hand to stop him. There are shadows curling against his arms - his celestial bronze leg shines under the Athena Parthenos.

"I may have been gone for a while, but I'm still your leader - and their Praetor. You choose me to lead - both of you. Me, and Reyna, and Annabeth, and Frank, and Jason."

"Praetor Jackson-"

"Shut the hell up Octavian, this is all your fucking fault" Intercedes Reyna.

"I went through Tartarus - for a month - because of that damned statue, to close the Doors so you could be safe. I don't care about your petty little problems now - Earth has risen."

"IT'S A LIE, IT'S ALL LIES" Screeches Octavian.

"How can you know? You were here, raising trouble and creating unnecessary problems while we went on the freaking mission to save the world."

Octavian tries to reply, but Reyna's sword in his throat stops him.

"My father is dead. The gods are coming - but we need to stall Gaea. There's no time for this."

"I say kill him." Replies Reyna.

"I agree." Says Perseus, to the surprise of no one "We're the Praetors of Nova Roma. Our word is the law. For treason against our people, you're condemned to death, Octavian Simmons."

"Apollo will curse you for this!" Are his last words as Reyna cuts his head off. Mike Kahale backs down - no one would dare to go against them, not when Perseus is holding the symbol of his father in his hands and the Guardian of Hell in his side.

"Now that... that was solved, let's prepare for the true war. Gaea is coming - in hours from now. We have to hold on until the gods come."

They enter the Camp - the Greeks and the Romans aren't a unit, but at least they all trust Perseus, who sits on the top of the amphitheater with Reyna, and they wait until the others get there. Jason is the first to come to sit down by them - followed by the other six.

"I won't ask you to trust each other. I ask you to fight - with all that you can. Juno and Pluto, or Hera and Hades, are dead." Cries erupt from that, but silence quickly at Reyna's fulminant look "Nike, or Victory, has also fallen. Pray for your parents - burn food, whatever - so that they can take strength. They should be here in a few hours. We just need to hold on."

"Romans and Greeks - no one will survive if we don't fight. Together. For now, you take your orders from Reyna and Clarisse." It's Jason who completes.

Reyna and Clarisse sit down to discuss ideas - they don't trust each other, but are both daughters of war - and their objectives are simple. Lou goes to call her brother as Connor joins the table - Alabaster apparently refused to join the battle against the Romans.

While Romans and Greeks trade strategies and weapons, the travelers rest. Perseus is the first to fall asleep - holding his father's Helm of Darkness like a teddy bear, while most of the others keep their distance from it.

Cerberus makes the campers stay away from the eight. Two of his heads sleep and one keeps growling at whoever gets too close.

Annabeth is the last to fall asleep - she joins the strategy group for about thirty minutes before joining her quest mates behind the giant dog - it sniffs at her. She wonders if remembers the red rubber ball.

They have eleven hours to plan and rest. It's a miracle - Leo managed to knock Gaea down for 21 hours, almost a day.

At least is enough time for everyone to sleep and eat and plan traps. It won't be enough against the primordial, but it might just hold her for a while. They have no way of causing explosions to Leo's proportion - at least they have numbers.

Gaea rises from the earth like an evil mountain - she is the ground. Some of them - the ones on bare earth - die immediately, sucked into the mud as it turns to quicksand.

Frank takes the lead as the whole army charges against the goddess, striking again and again in every part they can find.

They last the three hours before the gods appear - but they lose two-thirds of their forces. Mangled corpses are everywhere on the battlefield.

The gods win - against a tired Gaea - without major losses for themselves. There's no need to recount their battle, for they will lord about it for many centuries.

What counts, however, is the deaths on the demigods' side - the ones who will be forgotten in the shadow of their parents' victory.

Connor sobs over the almost unrecognizable body of his brother, who died holding hands with Katie Gardner, being veiled by her sister, Miranda.

Hazel is helping Alabaster to find his sister, who missing somewhere in the rubble with the other 56 demigods, who are unaccounted for. The first they find is Clarisse - her still hot corpse trying in vain to protect Chris Rodriguez.

Jason holds Thalia's circlet - the only remaining thing of the Lieutenant of Artemis, who came into the battle with her mistress and died to save her. There are just two hunters alive. The sister he barely knows - and won't ever have the chance now.

Piper holds on to him - she can't bear to look as Mitchell and Ariel mourn little Lacy, killed by a fallen tree. Drew died taking a stone to the head for Piper - she doesn't know how to feel about it.

Will would help - but sadness devours him. Of his whole Cabin, he is the sole survivor. All greek children of Apollo are gone. His boyfriend is also dead - his metal foot caught on the quicksand, and he was swallowed by the earth.

Nyssa mourns her siblings - Jake, Leo, Thalassa, Kira. There's only six of them now - back to where they were just after the first war.

Reyna is alive - although with half of her face burned. Hylla - the last of the Amazons - hovers over her, tending to her injuries.

The smaller cabins help each other - there wasn't a lot of them at first, and now there is even less. Cabin 17 has no demigod alive - and won't ever house one again.

Frank is helping the legion to unearth the bodies and rescue the survivors - it's weird to see a giant mole with only an eye. He is the one who holds Hazel's hand as they have to break Lou Ellen's arm to take her from under a pillar.

Grover died protecting Juniper from Gaea's earthquakes. He became a little juniper tree, side by side with hers. Coach Hedge is the only satyr from Camp Half-Blood left.

But maybe the worst scene is where the Pavillion once was - Perseus Jackson is flicking in and off, large gashes in his torso. Hazel is the one to find him. Most of the survivors - and the eight travelers - stop to look. It's their leader, their savior.

Nico holds his head as blood pools under them - the irony, Perseus took a boulder in the chest for him, flying across the Camp at the end of the battle, and Nico was again unable to catch the hero.

Annabeth sobs over his body, screaming. She lost Luke to the gods. She lost Thalia to the gods. She lost Malcolm to the gods. She lost Leo to the gods. She lost Grover to the gods. Everyone is gone - she won't lose Perseus too.

"FIX HIM" She screams at Apollo "FIX HIM"

Apollo shakes his head sadly. In his benefit, he managed to save all demigods who still held on after battle - and most of their limbs - but Perseus is too far gone.

"FIX HIM! HE SAVED YOU. ALL OF YOU. HE DESERVES TO LIVE!"

"Annabeth, he is beyond-"

"YOU ARE GODS! WHAT ARE YOU FOR?"

"We can't, child"

Annabeth doesn't relent. She lost too much. She lost everything. They took all she was, all she had. She won't fail Perseus.

"Immortalize him."

"Annabeth, no-"

"Shut up, Nico" She barks. There's a mad look in her eyes. "You didn't let Heracles die, and he deserved it far less. Save Percy. Make him a god. You have the Fates right there."

Most of the gods look uncertain. Perseus denied immortality the last time - but they couldn't let the hero die.

"DO IT"

No one disagrees with her. Most of their friends - the ones who know Perseus better, who aren't blinded by grief - look horrified.

Nico would argue strongly - but he promised himself that no harm would come upon Perseus after Tartarus. So he backs off - better than he hates them forever than dead.

Zeus is the one who finally takes a step forward. Perseus soul is almost leaving him - it's now or never.

"All in agreement?"

The gods nod and raise their hands over his prone body. It burns so brightly everyone has to look away

When they look again, there's Perseus - still missing a leg, but better than ever. He looks like his father - uncannily so. There are tears in the corners of Ceres's eyes. Poseidon can't look.

Juventa brings the jar of nectar - she is the one who can grant eternal life, the one who guards over her mother's apples. She puts the jar to his lips, and the boy - the god - wakes up, disoriented.

"W-what... h-how am I here? I-I was with Charles and... and Ethan..." He mumbles under his breath, looking lost.

The Fates look at him - but there's no pity in their eyes. He sees again the blue line being cut - is his life. It's gone. Even before they speak, he knows what happened.

"Earthopener, The Silent One, The Rich One, Lord of the Dead. Hail Perseus, the Underworld God"

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