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[thenativerose]

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[hazelplaysgames]

and that’ll do. the Legend tournament is exactly the same as it was in Dusk, i guess not everything can have something or another change, but still. honestly gotta say, a bit disappointed with how much was the same. the Gaiomon fight could’ve been changed. oh well.

anyways, here’s the team! Puttimon couldn’t be gotten until Highlight Haven in the post-game, and i kinda always planned Elvis being King Chessmon. Fe Ar could’ve easily have been Metal Etemon as well, it was always a toss up between that and Metal Garurumon. Blend and Antares were the easy two: no DNA digivolving, no shenanigans, just straight forth. Dorugoramon is a beast.

which leaves HB and Arpeggio as the odd two. i think, after a few DNA digivolutions, it’s possible that the stats just fall behind if the “material“ mons used don’t keep up, so considering i DNA digivolved Arpeggio thrice in the end, it’s noticeable. still, it’s a fun system, but it really is something to be kept in mind. that said, HB got his in 1 DNA-volution, so it never fell behind much. Giga Seadramon is awesome.

[karltoby7]

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[help2cats]

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[lexirosewrites]

Ok ok ok hear me out

An AU of the ask I submitted abt fantasy authors steddie, except Eddie is a Rockstar who relaxes from the stress of fame by reading Steve's cozy & safe books abt the innkeeper who collects stories instead of coin

He owns every single book in the series, and has even spent a pretty penny on signed copies of the most recent releases as well as first edition copies of the first three books tht he treasures as if he is a dragon & the books r his hoard

ANYWAY this all culminates in an entire album inspired by several stories scattered throughout the series, the album essentially is a rock opera & is hailed as the magnum opus of Corroded Coffin for its unique style in the metal scene which is not predisposed to operas of any genre, & in every interview abt the album Eddie & the band r adamant abt the inspiration for their album coming from years of reading these books on the tour bus to unwind from their crazy schedules

Well this gives Steve's books extra attention, & in this AU of my AU Steve writes under a pseudonym & never makes public appearances bc the world of fantasy books is dominated by alphas & betas & he doesn't write for the accolades or fame or even money (tho its nice he's successful enough to live off of his writing) so suddenly all of this attention is on his books & on the mystery of who exactly the writer of the series is

Well Steve decides to send Corroded Coffin a kind of care package to thank them for indirectly boosting his sales & bringing his books more to the attention of main stream media lovers, it's a small bound book tht contains the first three chapters of the upcoming book tht has yet to b released & they r over the moon, this opens up a back & forth pen pal situation btwn Corroded Coffin (tht is majority Alphas) & mystery author omega Steve till one day they all agree to meet in person & they're given the address of Steve's current home in an unassuming small town

Well when they all meet face to face it is quickly discovered tht they're all mutually attracted to Steve & Steve to them, & Steve enters a false heat when he gets a deep whiff of Eddie's scent as well as Jeff's, so Corroded Coffin happily tends to Steve's needs over the next 2 days as he rides out his false heat with the help of these rockstars

They discuss what comes next & it's agreed tht Steve has become their pack Omega as surely as Eddie is their Alpha & Steve agrees to move into the mansion they share & the band repurposes a room to act as Steve's office/study/safe space to escape to when he needs alone time

That's all I can think of, eventually Steve gets pregnant & he comes into the limelight as both the omega of Corroded Coffin & the author of the fantasy books tht inspired the album

you guys spoil me with Corroded King content🥰

[hermesserpent-stuff]

another radio script for Billy

The Whizz radio intro tones-

Billy Batson then starts speaking through a slightly crackly radio as Fawcett is a city someone lost to time, given its connection to the Rock of Eternity.

Welcome to WHIZZ Radio: Where we give the latest news, truths, and views of Fawcett City. Brought to you by your host, me, Billy Batson.

Today we’ll begin with our community news! Atlas would like to thank the people of Fawcett for their influx of offerings. We will all find a little more endurance this week. Captain Marvel also expressed thanks for the offerings left at his shrine and will continue to try his best for our city. 

Tonight is the new moon; a good time for spells of renewal, fresh starts, and seeking a way out of the darkness. Keep an eye out for candle sales so you can perform your renewing rituals at a reasonable cost. Beck’s Storehouse is running a sale on all black candles and as always a percentage of their sales goes to the local soup kitchen. Be sure to make a pit stop there before midnight tonight. I know I will!

Onto traffic! Currently, there are still delays on Mainstreet, but the fissures to Hades have been sealed up. Major thanks to Persephone. There are no other traffic delays to report.

Heres the weather! There has been a lot of Milfoil flowers springing up from Cap’s lightning strikes lately. Watch the skies for oncoming war. There will be a thin fog tonight, watch out for strangers lurking in the mists. Only go home with those you are sure are your friends and family. Spirits might pretend to be the people that you know. 

Right into the Capes and Crooks news bulletin. Dr. Sivana is still missing and will likely stay so for a while. Arson Fiend is back on the streets. Double check your fire insurance and keep an eye out for the pryokentic man. He has a tendency to go for businesses not insured by Sheild & Stone Insurance despite being fired from said company after his first arrest. You’d think hed stop showing company loyalty after the checks stopped coming, but nope! That dead hoofer seems set on getting everyone to sign up for Shield & Stone. Wild. 

This radio program is brought to you by Eloise’s Herbs and Verbs. A shop for all your cooking and spell-casting needs. If there's anything you need from Sunday dinner to Wednesday night curses, Eloise has you covered. Don't get your materials from the chain stores, get it from a local. Grown with care and sure to work every time.

*Little jingle*

Welcome back to the program. Time for our daily sister city’s segment. 

Annnnd….  

*sarcasm fills Billy’s voice*

I, Billy, your host, has been told that I need to apologize officially to Black Adam and state clearly that, my, Billy Batson’s, opinions do not reflect the opinion of WHIZZ radio. 

Im sorry for calling Black Adam a kook and someone bearing a grudge unbecoming of a king and calling him a ancient man-child.

There. Happy?

*indidstict producer noise*

Perfect. Onwards and upwards. 

Kahndaq continues to thrive despite the work of the UN and lack of response from the Justice League. Queen Bee has attempted to launch an attack on their northern border. Black Adam was quick to remind the world that while an ex-champion out of the good graces of the Wizard, he is still a champion with his own patrons' support. 

He threw a tank fifty feet and none in Kahndaq died from the attempted raid. The Justice League has expressed some worry over this feat of strength, but this reporter would like to remind people that Superman has been tossing robots for years. To me, it seems like a bunch of floy floy. 

Fawcett still stands with Kahndaq and recognizes the country as sovereign while most of the world sees it as illegitimate. Hold in there.

Adam has not been seen in Fawcett for a week. Which is good. Means he's focusing on what he's supposed to instead of harassing Cap like a stalker. Good for him. Maybe he actually going to anger management. Good for him!!

Guest speaker- interview or!! Opinion peoce- billy raving about anyone. Anyone. Good or bad.

Now its time again for Billy's opinion of the day!  

So!  Id like to take a moment and chatter about our other midwest hero, Flash! He’s been around town a few times and Im sure everyone heard about his big charity race with Supes! 

He’s a lot like Cap in how he helps out around his home town and he’s a great listener.

Just listen to this recent Facebook post by Nancy; ‘Flash recently helped my son find his way home. Joseph got turned around on the opposite side of town, without any phone battery. He was so nervous about trying to find any help, as most of the stores on the street were closed. Flash saw Joseph trying not to cry and helped him on his way home. Was nice enough to tell him what to do if it ever happened again. Real sweetheart, he is officially our family's favorite hero.’ What a story.

He also comes to help when Mercury gets in a racing mood, which is always nice. It helps keep drivers and random runners from randomly getting whisked to the racing stadium. 

Please dont forget to donate to the Flash drive that Central City is hosting tomorrow to help feed their speedsters. All that running makes them real hungry!.

*Mercury intro* 

Ah hello Mercury!! Here, a few viewers sent in a few gifts for you as thanks for yesterdays warning.

*chimes* 

 New mail? Thank you, Mercury! 

*shuffling papers*

Ah! Keep an eye out for a Victorian-looking child with an orange cat and pointed black hair. Klarion is back in town and may wish to cut a chaotic deal with you. Hopefully, he’s listening in. hey, Klarion! I didnt forget about our dinner plans. Please meet me at the Waffle House at 5. Please please dont forget that we planned to hang out because you got distracted with making chaos. Thanks pal! 

With that, our show comes to an end.

Do good, and good will follow.

And keep an eye on the sky for lightning!

This has been Billy Batson, signing off!

[small-sinclair]

More Band!Au Sinclair HCs that no one asked for:

Au belongs to: @arkunder

Bo and Lester had a drinking contest on stage. Vincent was so disappointed.

They play rock-paper-scissors if one of them has to do an interview.

Ask Vincent about his hidden goldfish snacks! He has them hidden everywhere. He’ll just pull a little bag out of nowhere sometimes.

Bo is, indeed, in therapy. Not for drinking but for mental health.

They once live streamed Bo and Vincent playing chess for a charity event. They are both really good at playing.

Lester went off stage for a moment and came back with nachos. He didn’t play the drums for a set, so the twins did the heavy lifting.

The three brothers had the world’s hottest soup to see who can eat more. No one was surprised when Lester won.

They actually love playing catch! They have baseball gloves and a ball they bring. Before a show, they play catch and chill.

Vincent has a base that looks like a mermaid tail.

They went to a nursing home and played for an elder fan. She was 97 year old and loved heavy metal music. She died a few days after later. In honor of her, Vickey wrote a song and named it after her: “Lilith”.

One time, someone passed a fiddle to the stage and Bo took it. He opened up the case and started tearing into it. The crowd went nuts.

They have sibling tattoos. Bo has a sun, Vincent has a moon, and Lester has a star. It’s on their back.

Bo once sung in French during a song out of boredom. The girls and the gays went nuts.

Vincent likes smoking lavender cigarettes.

A kid placed a flower crown on Lester’s head. He nearly cried.

During a meet and greet at a convention, Bo held a crying baby and calmed them down to let the staff member take a little break.

Whenever they go to award shows, Bo wears his black suit and tie; Vincent wears a three piece suit with a Vincent von Gough themed tie; and Lester is in his finest blue jeans, shiny cowboy boots, a nice plaid, and wears his Luisiana belt buckle.

During an outside show, Lester came on stage with an opossum in his arms. Where did it come from? No one knows.

Whenever Vincent goes out to do charity work and Bo comes with him, the twins like to have fun! They’ll color and play with the kids, let them draw on their arms, and put things in their hair. At the end of the day, they do a group photo with everyone they spent time with and hang the photo in the bus. Vincent puts one in his base case.

Bo has an emotional support stuffie named Snuffles. It’s an alligator.

Vincent stopped the show and hopped off stage. Someone brought their cat and he wanted to pet it.

Speaking of cats, whenever they do an outdoor show, Vincent found a kitten stuck in the sound system under the stage. He crawled under the stage and brought them out. Shes named Soundwave and is loved by Jonesy and the fans.

Bo loves playing the piano before the show starts. He’ll come out in his heavy metal outfit and sits next to the keyboard and play classical music like Mozart.

On Saturdays during the summer, they take the day to go to farmer markets and pop-up sales in the little towns by the city. They wear ‘disguises’ when they go. Some people are able to figure them out, some don’t.

When Louisiana flooded, the boys went back home and helped cleaned up the town (I’m assuming Ambrose is still an alive town). Bo helps rebuild houses and sheds, Lester helps cleaning the mud and the muck along with returning any loose critters to the DNR for recovery, and Vincent cooks d and pass out food at a crisis center. If they have to, they’ll give blood.

SIDE NOTE:

Whenever they go home to Ambrose, everyone treats them normal as if they’re not famous. It gives them some space to breathe.

They don’t stay for too long, maybe a weekend or a week. If they stay longer, Bo is down at the garage, Vincent is in the art and hobby store, and Lester cleans up the roads and road kill. They also take this time to help their next door neighbor, Mr. and Mrs. Lane. They’re like grandparents to them.

They live in their own house while Trudy and their father are in the house from the movie. Because Trudy doesn’t approve of them doing this, she doesn’t visit them, and Victor ignores them.

[revasserium]

we carve up the world all the time

dazai; 795 words; domestic fluff, g!n reader but implied that they wear heels, tw for normal dazai things but i promise it's mostly played for comedic effect

a list of things that could be used as weapons around an average household, but neither you nor dazai want to talk about it:

the knife in the kitchen that neither of you ever use, the handle made of good, solid wood, the blade sharpened to a gleaming, moon-bright edge; occasionally, your hand will skim over it’s stained ironwood and pause, something thrumming like possibility beneath your skin. but then dazai wraps his arm around your middle, hooks his chin over your shoulder and asks when dinner will be ready; your hand skims over the handle and it settles on another knife, a smaller knife, a duller knife. you smile and tell him soon.

the memory foam pillows dazai had brought home one evening, hollering about the 50% off sale at the market across the street, even though you’d told him that morning that you guys didn’t need anything else, but he pouts and whines and sighs and throws himself onto the vintage chaise lounge (snagged at a yard sale, you know), all drama and sensitivity till you’d conceded that they were really nice pillows and your neck had been hurting a bit more than usual

the curtains — they’ve got such nice, long, tassels.

the curtains — they’ve got such nice, thick, blackout backs that coincidentally make them impossible to breathe through.

the pair of antique book ends that kunikida had gifted the pair of you the week you’d moved in, made of solid bronze, and carved into owls with their huge, dessert-plate eyes and their tiny, hooked beaks. dazai had alternated between loving them and hating them, but finally, he’d settled on saying that at least, if nothing else, they’d function as a good, matched pair of weights for a drowning attempt

the belt to dazai’s coat

the bottle of bleach sitting under the kitchen sink

your favorite pair of stiletto heels, with points sharp enough to pierce through a man’s heart; though dazai insists that you’d never need a pair of heels to pierces his — it was already yours to begin with

the handguns in the bedside table

the handguns hidden under the sofa

the handguns in the cupboards

the handguns in the bookshelf’s secret compartments

your favorite set of beige linen sheets, the material just soft enough to be breathable, but strong enough to last — they’d regrettably not been on sale, but even dazai had to agree that it was a worthy way to spend some cash. once, with the curtains thrown open and the moonlight spilling in great silver reams across the bedroom floors, dazai had pressed a hand to your cheek and told you that you’d make a beautiful corpse, to which you’d rolled your eyes and curled in closer and told him that if he got blood on the sheets, you’d make sure his own death was slow and most certainly painful

the whiskey rocks in the freezer, which, if thrown hard enough and fast enough, would be so much more deadly than bullets, but why waste perfectly good whiskey rocks when there’s still half a bottle of whiskey left?

your hands, with their soft, soft palms and their long, thin fingers; dazai spends too long thinking about your hands and the variety of different ways you might use them, and use them, and use them

his hands, with their neatly trimmed nails and bandaged wrists and the endless trail of blood that had long-since seeped it’s way beneath his skin, staining him till he’d believed salvation was a mere, distant fantasy. but then he’d met you and somehow, through some impossible, divine, dark magic, you’d made it all just a bit more worthwhile — still, he can’t deny the weapons that are his hands, his touch that negates so much else, but seems to only draw out the best in you. once, he’d dreamt that all your love had been nothing but an ability, and that as soon as he touched you, the spell might shatter, and you’d leave him, just like so many people had left him before, and as he had left so many other people. but then he woke up to find you sleeping next to him, your breath measured as the ticking metronome of the earth, as the certain passing of days and years, certain as the sunlight threatening to pour through the sliver of open curtain — and he dared to reach out and touch you, to trail a finger along your cheek, to watch your eyelids flutter open like a pair of moth wings to his hidden fire. and, you smiled, leaned in, and kissed him instead.

[kanaeink]

Moon Rock

✨✨Shiny metallic Umbry ✨✨ I used some shiny pens for the blue detailing ~

My art cards are for sale on Etsy Shop 🖤💙

[demigodsanswer]

Ballet AU Drabble: Percy knows all about Annabeth's romantic history, now she wants to find out about his, and all the women in New York who are probably still fantasizing about his kind smile and pretty eyes and also his tongue.

Drabble got longer and spicier than I expected. Will probably post to ao3 soon. Set two weeks after chapter 12

Rating: M

~

They’d been going out for two weeks, and Percy had spent half of those nights at Annabeth's apartment. Tonight was one of them.

He was half on top of her already, kissing her lazily, one of his legs slotted between hers. They hadn't decided if they'd take things further yet, but the idea was tantalizing. It was their two week anniversary after all. It was a good reason to celebrate.

But Annabeth couldn't focus her mind on his gentle touch or the teasing thigh up between her bare legs. She had promised Percy that she would work on her jealous impulses (and she was), but tonight she was losing that battle.

"I talked to Katie Gardner today," she started, pulling away from the kiss.

~

Katie was in the second cast of A Midsummer Night’s Dream as Hermia, and so she had been sharing all of Annabeth and Piper's rehearsals. On each five minute break, Katie and Piper went back to working out Piper's astrological birth chart. They'd offered to do Annabeths, but in her post-breakup months of soul searching she'd briefly dipped into crystals and astrology to no avail. She didn't like what the stars told her about herself, and the shiny rocks were too expensive for what they were -- shiny rocks.

Piper had been the one to suggest the figure out Percy's birth chart.

"He's a Leo," Annabeth and Katie said at the same time.

"I did his birth chart for him years ago," Katie said. "I don't remember his rising, but I remember he was a Cancer moon, because I was surprised at first," she looked at Annabeth, "but he really is very sensitive and sweet." It almost sounded like a Percy Jackson sales pitch, and Annabeth wanted to tell Katie that it was unnecessary. She was sold on Percy Jackson in every way. And he was the same with her. 

Annabeth just nodded. "Yeah," was all she managed to say.

Katie had gone on to explain -- either ignorant to Annabeth's bubbling jealousy or indifferent to it -- that she was so happy for Percy and her. "He's such a great guy," Katie said. And she would know. They'd gone out for six months a few years ago.

Logically, Annabeth knew Percy had been with other people. He was far too skilled to have been a virgin when they first slept together. But she hadn't thought about just how many company women he'd probably been with. How many of their mutual co-workers knew ... what she knew about her new boyfriend? His mouth alone … Christ. How many times would she have something like this conversation? Katie, thankfully,  politely didn't mention anything about Percy's skills in the bedroom.

"Why did you break up?" Annabeth asked. "If you don't mind ..."

Katie gestured with her hand as if to say it's not a problem. "We didn't have a lot in common. We had fun together, but when Nutcracker rolled around, we just didn't have enough incentive to keep seeing each other. Nothing dramatic." Annabeth didn't ask about the kinds of fun they had together. "But you two? You guys seem great together."

"A Cancer and Leo? Is that a good match?" Piper asked.

Katie nodded. "It's a lot of big feelings, but as long as you communicate, it should work out great."

Annabeth hated when the stupid stars were right.

~

"I talked to Katie Gardner today."

"Oh?" He asked. "Did she tell you anything embarrassing about me?"

"She told me you were a Cancer moon," Annabeth said.

Percy furrowed his brow. "What?"

"We were doing Zodiac birth charts," she said, trying to get back on topic, but Percy interrupted her before she could move on.

"Oh yeah, she was always super into those. Always seemed kind of dumb to me. No way the stars control who we are," he said. He kissed her again. "What's yours?"

"I'm a Cancer sun, Virgo moon, and Capricorn rising," she said, growing more and more frustrated and anxious to get to her point.

"What does that mean?"

"It means I'm an overly emotional control freak. Let's move on," she snapped at him.

Percy held back a laugh. "Yeah, see? Totally inaccurate." She rolled away from him, but he followed. "No, come back, I'm sorry. What did you and Katie talk about?"

Annabeth took a deep breath. "I didn't know you and her used to go out, is all."

There was a beat of silence between them.

"That was like four years ago," Percy confirmed. "Does it matter?"

"No, it ..." she rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms, pushing her glasses up to her forehead as she did. When they settled back down in front of her eyes, she saw she'd smudged the lenses. "It doesn't matter. I'm not jealous of Katie -- and don't worry, I didn't say anything mean to her -- but how often should I expect to have that conversation?"

She was trying to approach this with some kind of grace, but she felt herself floundering.

"What sort of thing?" Percy asked.

"Look, you don't need to tell me if you don't want to, but you know how many other men I've slept with," really what singular other man I've slept with, but that didn't matter, "I was just wondering how many company women you've been with."

Percy smiled and kissed her forehead. "I don't mind telling you. Just company women or all of the women I've been with?"

Annabeth shrugged trying to act so casual about it. "Whatever you're comfortable with," she said. She was aiming for nonchalant, but she feared she was terribly chalant.

"I've gone out with technically two company girls. Katie and ... Piper," he said, "although Piper was just one date, and we barely kissed."

"You went out with Piper?" She asked.

"Yeah, but, you know that scene in Mean Girls where Janice and Damian kiss? It was a bit like that."

Annabeth almost laughed.

"Only two? Really?"

"Yeah, and then there was my girlfriend at SAB, Cally. I lost my virginity to her. She's a soloist out at PNB now. Haven't talked to her in years," he said. "And then there was Lily. She's a dancer on the Broadway side, and a friend of a friend. We went out for almost a year actually."

"What happened?" She asked.

"It was mutual. We weren't feeling it anymore. We broke up about a year ago. But she did pick up on the fact that I was getting feelings for someone else," he kissed her. "I told Lily it didn't matter. The woman I had a crush on was getting married, but that didn't help."

Annabeth laughed, realizing who he meant. "You're such a liar," she said.

Percy kissed her, a long, deep kiss that almost made her forget about their conversation. "I am not," he said. "It was 'Diamonds' rehearsals, and I," kiss, "couldn't," kiss, "stop," kiss, "thinking," kiss, "about you."

"What about me?" Annabeth asked.

Percy's hand slid down her side, toying at the waistband of her panties. 

"Where I'd take you out to dinner, what museums we'd go to, all the things we could dance together," he kissed her again as his hand slid under the fabric, "how I'd touch you, where I'd touch you," he slipped a finger inside her, curling it a little to find that spot that quickly had her seeing stars and coming apart in ways that turned Percy into a mad man. What little arousal she'd built up while kissing had been squashed by talks of his ex-girlfriends, but without much effort, Percy brought it back tenfold.

"Who ... who else?" she asked before she lost control of herself completely.

Percy stilled and slipped his finger out of her. "That's it," he said.

Annabeth shook her head. "No way."

"Way," he promised, moving to kiss her neck and collarbone.

"Three? You've only had sex with three women?" She asked.

"Four counting you," he said, his kisses moving up her neck to her jaw, "and we should count you, shouldn't we?" He asked, his fingers slipping back into her panties.

"Yes, but ..."

"But what?"

"How are you so ... good at it?" She asked.

Percy laughed. "I don't know, I just listen? I mean, for one thing Katie and Lily were bisexual, so if I was going to compete with women I needed to make a real effort. And I'm not kidding when I say Silena and Piper have given me so many tips over the years. When I started dating Katie, Silena pulled me aside -- middle of the day, fully sober -- and explained that when a woman said she was about to cum, it meant don't change anything about what you're doing. Don't go faster, deeper, harder. Just keep that pace."

So it was Silena to whom she owed a fruit basket.

"Alright," Annabeth said, "I believe you." He kissed her, smiling against her mouth as he finally got to continue touching her. "I don't know if I'll have anything to teach you for the next girl, though."

Percy frowned against her mouth, slowing his fingers but not stopping them or removing them.

"There's not going to be a next girl, Annabeth," he said. Her heart beat hard in her chest, and she couldn’t tell if she was thrilled and aroused or on the edge of panic at his words. 

"You don't get to possess me," she said.

"I'm not asking to possess you," he curled his fingers inside her, and she lifted her hips involuntarily, seeking him out. "I'm telling you that whatever you need, whatever you want, whatever will make you happy, I'll do it. Anything, Annabeth. Anything."

"I want ..." oh god, "I want," she was close already. She still had her goddamn panties on and she was close, "I want," her brain supplied a long list of dirty things she wanted from him in the moment, "I want," he was smirking. He knew he was going to make her soak her panties and her side of the bed, and he wanted her to do it. Well, if he was going to get what he wanted, then she was going to put him to the test, "I want the moon," she said with a smile.

He kissed her, his hard cock still in his boxers grinding up against her hip. "Alright gorgeous, I'll get it for you," he promised, before tipping her right over that blissful, toe-curling edge. 

~

Four days later, he handed her a light blue cardboard box with a bow on it.

"What's this?" She asked.

"It's a present," he said. They were in her apartment again. He had planned to stay at his own place that night, but she’d woken up with her period that morning. She was cranky and her back hurt. So Percy had come over to keep her company. She was on the couch sewing more pointe shoes while he'd done the dishes. Annabeth hardly expected more gifts than not needing to touch wet food.

Annabeth opened it. It was a pair of earrings, silver with little dangling stones. Gray, iridescent, and familiar.

"Gray moonstones?" She asked. In her brief crystal phase, her moonstone had been her favorite.

"I've sent emails to Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos about getting to the actual moon, but I don't know if they'll respond. So, I hope these are okay."

She pulled him in for a kiss by the front of his tee shirt.

"They're perfect," she said, tears already in her eyes. She started to take out the diamond studs she usually wore. "You know, moonstones are a sign of new beginnings? They support emotional stability, and inner growth?"

"Huh, you know, maybe all this," he held his hands out in front of him and wiggled his fingers as if to pantomime woo woo witchy shit "isn't so dumb after all."

"Oh no, it's complete nonsense," she said, clipping in the first earring. "But it's fun and pretty."

[mybeautifulwifegojo]

I've put this idea on my main blog but I can't find it anymore so rewriting it here: modern AU where Satoru, Shoko, Suguru, and Utahime are in a small indie band and one day they explode in popularity and are very confused until they trace it all to one viral TikTok dance with their latest song

Utahime is the vocalist, Suguru is on drums, Shoko is bass guitar (the sexiest of rock instruments imho), and Satoru is lead guitar/backup vocals

Satoru is perfectly happy to let Utahime be the star because she genuinely likes performing. unfortunately, he is the bandmate that most people drool over, both because he's hot and because he really hates being famous (bad experiences in his youth) which means people think he's "mysterious"

Shoko and Suguru just like to make music and get paid

anyway, the viral dance TT is this incredibly buff dude with pink hair and intricate tattoos/body paint, who does a lot of really, uh... sensual dances, and never shows his face. the username is simply "Sukuna"

Satoru immediately wants to fuck him. his bandmates are so tired.

MEANWHILE, "Sukuna" is just Yuji's online persona because he's worried that if any of his fellow firefighters learn that he does dances on TikTok, they'll laugh at him

he just really likes dancing!! not enough to go professional, and certainly not enough to quit helping people, but he likes it, it's fun, and the dopamine hit of people liking his videos is nice. also he had a bad time in school with his body image so he's grateful for all the horny comments

Utahime, Shoko, Suguru, and Satoru don't know any of this, of course. they just see a hot guy with no shirt dancing to their music and all of them go "Hmmm, I am going to be thinking about this for many moons"

they get signed with a major record label shortly after, because their sales have exploded, and for their very first music video the director reaches out to Yuji to come be the star dancer.

he is VERY alarmed but also. he likes dancing. and he has a tiny baby-crush on the hot guitarist guy. so he agrees.

the director is annoyed when Yuji asks that he be allowed to cover his face, because if he's gonna be shirtless and have his tattoos painted on he might as well go full Sukuna persona so no one has a chance to connect Sukuna the dancer with Yuji the firefighter, but the whole band backs him up, especially Satoru.

the music video is a hit and the song hits #1 on multiple charts internationally. feral teen girls start shipping Satoru and 'Sukuna'. normal people are annoyed that Utahime, the lead singer and founder of the band, is shown the least in the video. it's the most money Utahime, Shoko, Suguru, and Yuji have ever made in their lives. Satoru's past starts coming to light in embarrassing ways.

Satoru and Yuji start hanging out when possible and become very good friends (who also still want to bang each other but now there's more to it than simply physical attraction)

[mrhyde-mrseek]

Updated altar tour!!!

Hades & Persephone

They share an altar! Not much has changed since i last posted a picture of it except that i added a bracelet, but to recap, they’ve got:

A raven and skull Halloween decoration

A bracelet i made with Hades in mind and hung around the raven’s neck

Red Crowley-ish sunglasses

A candle holder from the thrift store

A stone snake figurine thing

A geode(?)/sparkly rock

A bat plushie (named Marcel the Mycelium Bat by my friend)

A bracelet i made for Persephone and put on the bat

Persephone’s offering bowl, a flowerpot with a crow(?) feather and a (now dead) flower

Vials of fake herbs (another Halloween decoration)

A poison apple spellbook Halloween decoration

A Hadestown magnet

A little red candle

Hades’ offering bowl, a thrifted metal bowl apparently made in 1978 (that’s the date carved on it at least) with crystals, coins, rocks, a key, a silver Beetlejuice bracelet, a button shaped like a cat eye, and a letter in it

Dionysus

Not much has changed since i last showed y’all Dionysus’s altar, but they’ve got:

A satyr statue i made in an art class

A painting with colors i associate with them

A nonbinary flag-colored heart charm

Two pinecones

A big bead with eerily similar colors to the lesbian flag

A bracelet

A gold paper heart a member of my high school a cappella group made me

Two amethyst crystals

My pronoun pin

A purple candle

Athena

Athena’s hasn’t changed much either, but it’s got:

My kindle

My vintage-looking desk light

Its offering bowl, a flower pot shaped like a statue head, with a crow feather, a little turkey feather, a massive turkey tail feather, and a Good Omens pen

A fall-scented candle

A Kamala Harris magnet from The Female Power Project

Two little plastic trophies

A few blue stones

A puzzle

An offering of iced tea & lemonade that Athena didn’t really like but didn’t want me to take it off its altar and still doesn’t (i tried it and it’s really sweet but like in a bad way so i can see why it doesn’t like it lol)

Hermes

Hermes’s altar has some new additions! I mainly got then because i wanna bring something from each altar with me to college that i won’t lose, and since candles aren’t allowed i got him something else, so now he has:

His candle (which I’m still obsessed with)

A wax doll my dad got me from a Voodoo practitioner’s shop on a business trip to New Orleans

A feather

A Newsies keychain

A marble

A tiny rubber duck figurine

Dice

What i think is Dalmatian Jasper but I could be wrong??

A couple more shiny rocks

A bracelet

A couple coins

A brand new statue (which is what I’m bringing to college)!!! It came with what I’m guessing is a little baby Hermes but I don’t really know, and a caduceus that I just realized he can hold

Artemis

Artemis’s hasn’t changed much either, except for a few added trinkets, so right now she has:

A candle

An animal skull-shaped fish tank decoration i got from my friend’s yard sale (coincidentally the same friend who named Marcel the Mycelium Bat)

A silver ring from prom

A few rocks

A little crystal, i think it’s amethyst??

A Totoro figurine

A crescent moon selenite offering bowl

An acorn

A mug inspired by her I made junior year of high school with a crow feather in it

A gold crescent moon charm

Apollo

I haven’t shown Apollo’s altar yet because he’s relatively new to the group of deities i work with/worship! He’s got:

A tall ass candle

A wolf plushie

A rainbow… thing, it’s too big to be a bracelet but too small to be a necklace so it’s his now

A gold plastic coin thing

A fake lavender-looking flower

A glass bauble charm filled with yellow glitter

My tarot cards

An award i got senior year from the music program (I scribbled out my name on the photo)

An HRC water bottle that’s kinda hidden behind the award

A couple rocks

A yellow plastic gummy bear

A squishy yellow unicorn fidget toy

A plastic toy milkshake (he thought it was funny)

Aphrodite

Aphrodite has a couple additions to her altar, too! We’ve got:

A drawing I made for her

A pretty little teal rock

Two shells

A tiny pink candle

A piece of a plastic crown from my high school’s production of Mean Girls last year, I have no idea how i ended up with it but here we are

A thing of blush (rarely used, i thought she might appreciate it more)

Coconut and pear-scented chapstick

A shell kinda shaped like a bowl with a pearly charm, two pink paper stars, and a tiny rose charm in it

Her offering bowl, a teacup, saucer, and spoon shaped like a flower, leaf, and ladybug respectively that was a graduation present from a friend!! While they’re not quite Aphrodite’s style, she still likes them on her altar because they were a symbol of platonic love!!

A bracelet in her offering bowl

[sol-lar-bink]

My wallet hurts so much lmao. Not only from buying a car (I have yet to pay that) and a LOT of Ikea stuff... but I bought a lot of MERCH

I only splash this much cash once a year really so... its not so bad right...?

Got a couple Pokemon Sun & Moon Manga, I already had 2 copies in this pile. Sneasel plush was a surprise to see, so I BOUGHT EM!!! Love Sneasel 🧡

The little Unown I'm gonna add to my bag (:

The Beam Kirby and Tinkatuff were part of a "Collect all 6!" set, but the store had literally marked each box with what was inside- thank god cos I wanted the Tinkatuff 😂 Waddle Dee was a cute lil extra.

And... the anime figures... I've wanted a few more to put in my display case. This Miku really stood out to me, so that was a must. It was part of a deal but I didn't partake in it (3 figures is already a lot lmao). Always wanted a Miku figure though.

FINALLY found the Rem and Black Rock Shooter ones I wanted!!!!

Black Rock with her CANON!!! YES!!! I'm so happy 😭

And Rem with the simple maid dress... I still don't know much about Re:Zero but Rem was the main inspiration for my sweet Medea 🧡

There was a big Re:Zero sale going on too with just so much Rem and Ram stuff 40% off... figures for like £15-£20. Mine wasn't part of that deal... but damn was I tempted. My bro said tho they apparently stocked way too much of em so thats why they've been trying to sell them off xD

...I'll be back later this year...

Also gonna look into getting Shakugan no Shana if thats possible, aka this one.

That... would be a big investment tho... ahehehahehe...

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

What if Aro told Carlisle that he suspected him to be gifted back when they were together in Volterra all those years ago?

Anon's talking about Carlisle's hypothetical gift, TL;DR people like Carlisle.

Caveat

To me it's not unbelievable Aro wouldn't have done so (if we take my gift theory as fact). He doesn't get to see Carlisle in action enough, with people who should be hostile and not simply annoyed, to have any kind of meaningful proof or anything beyond mild suspicions (if he in fact has those).

What pushes him over the edge in @therealvinelle's Nebuchadnezzar's Dream (where this gift is a large plot point) is seeing things from Edward's perspective as well as what Carlisle has managed to make of himself.

Carlisle has become a doctor to humans who are terrified instinctually of vampires and people like him. Esme as a human didn't just think he was great but idolized the idea of him for years. We know that Elizabeth felt confident and comfortable on her death bed to ask Carlisle to turn her son into an alien (granted, Elizabeth could just be and likely was a very interesting person, but still). Charlie Swan notes to Bella how he really likes the Cullens, primarily Carlisle who he sees the most of, and thinks they're a great family and only seems to become concerned about Edward after the New Moon fiasco.

Add onto that that Carlisle wasn't murdered by any suspicious covens along the way even with funky yellow eyes and a weird sales pitch, that he was able to negotiate with the wolves, and that he has friends everywhere who will all risk their lives not just for his sake but for the sake of his weird baby thing that his adopted son made with a human, and a record of every thought Edward has witnessed surrounding Carlisle and how they all approach him, and that's getting Aro on board with the hypothetical gift meta idea.

But when Carlisle was in Volterra, Aro didn't have that. He might have wondered "man, how is this guy so hot and charming?" but it could just be Carlisle's hot and charming.

So, I could see why he wouldn't consider it deeply or bring up even suspecting it if he did. Gifts are rare, he's probably wrong, and even if he is right--this one's a doozy.

But Alright, Let's Say He Does

Carlisle leaves to become a hermit.

At first Carlisle doesn't believe him. What Aro's saying is nonsense. Of course Carlisle interacts with the world the way normal people do, and isn't secretly using demon mind control, Aro's the one who told him there's no such thing as Satan.

This is ridiculous.

However, some way or another (perhaps involving ye olde pyramid schemes, 17th century David Bowie and glam rock, and pilgrammage for the Ziggy Stardisciples) they manage to prove that what's happening to Carlisle is not normal. This is not how the world works for ordinary people.

Upon being convinced, Carlisle realizes not only is every relationship he has a fraud, but he's taking advantage of everyone around him (worse, of course, if he had romantic interactions with them). Everyone has to like him, everyone has to agree with him, everyone has to listen to him even when he could be wrong.

"I must become a hermit and seek solitude in the mountains"

Aro, of course, is devestated and think this is ridiculous. "CARLISE, I READ MINDS AND MURDER PEOPLE ALL THE TIME AND IT'S FINE! YOU'RE FINE!" (this is not a compelling argument)

It's made worse that Aro takes the opportunity to try to get Carlisle off the diet again. Look, Carlisle, if by nature you're a mind controlling demon you might as well eat people. Right?

I imagine Carlisle leaves Volterra and seeks solitude in the mountains, contemplating the deep secrets of life/universe and writing theological treatises. Aro asks Demetri to check in on him every once in a while and see how he's getting on/if he's ready to be reasonable.

He never is.

[innytoes]

"I'm a nice person but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people.” Feels like a very Flynn to say.

Julie never expected Flynn to get into teaching. Honestly, they'd always dreamed of being on stage together, touring as Double Trouble. Except their styles of writing clashed so much it never really worked out, and then Julie got a ghost band turned human band turned international sensation. So yeah, while Flynn did make some cool remixes for the bonus track of their album, she decided her future lied elsewhere.

"It's basically the same thing," she'd joked once when they'd been hanging out in Julie's mom's studio, like the Old Days, even though that couch definitely wasn't as kind on 30-something's backs. "You have an audience. I have an audience. But if mine gets lippy, I can send them to time out."

Luke's head had popped up from his song book, but Julie pointed a warning finger at him. "No."

"Aw."

"Besides, I've realised I can achieve my ultimate childhood dream," Flynn had said.

"Become queen of the moon?" Julie asked.

"My other childhood dream: become Ms Frizzle."

And she had. Flynn had awesome, over the top outfits for just about every subject she taught, and Julie loved every selfie she sent while they were on tour. The guys had even turned it into a guessing game, trying to figure out what today's lesson was about.

Between the amazing fashion and the fact that she knew Actual Rock Star Julie Molina, Flynn was clearly the coolest teacher in school. Especially when she got Julie and The Phantoms to play at the school Christmas Charity Drive. The kids loved it. The band loved it. The teachers loved it.

The problem were the parents. Or, certain types of parents.

Julie had lost Alex to a bunch of earnest middle schoolers, Reggie to the Bake Sale, and Luke to a bunch of children who thought an electric guitar was the coolest thing. She'd been making small-talk with the lovely kindergarten teacher when Flynn flopped against the stage beside her, shoving an entire cupcake into her mouth in one go, handing the other one to Julie.

The kindergarten teacher gave them a smile, obviously used to Flynn's antics, and wandered off.

"You okay?" she said as Flynn thankfully at least chewed instead of just washing the whole thing down with soda like some kind of carbonated drink loving cobra. She patiently waited for Flynn to be finished, wincing at the sound nearby of Luke letting one of the kids try out what playing with an amp was like.

"I'm a nice person," Flynn said. "But I'm about to start throwing rocks at people."

"That bad?"

"One of the PTA moms asked me why I couldn't get Trevor Wilson instead," Flynn said. "And then tried to get me to talk to you about playing her kid's birthday party."

"Wow," Julie said.

"Fuck Debra McManning."

That name sounded vaguely familiar. The way it rolled off Flynn's tongue, she was pretty sure she cursed that woman's name a lot. "Wait, wasn't that the lady who complained you put her son in time out because he bit like three kids?"

"Yes," Flynn said, smiling a smile with gritted teeth. "And I'm not allowed to leave this room until we get the amount we need for the fundraiser, and if she talks to me again I am throwing hands. Or rocks. Or knives."

Julie knew that look. It happened right before Flynn did something they usually both regretted (because of course Julie wouldn't let her do the stupid thing alone.)

"Band huddle!" she called, decisively. Three heads popped up from various places in the gym, and her boys made their way to her.

"What's up, boss?" Luke asked, only pouting a little at being pulled away from his favourite thing: talking to people about music who were just as feral as he was. In this case, eight-year-olds who loved loud noises.

"We need to donate..."

"Five hundred twenty-seven dollars," Flynn said.

"Five hundred twenty-seven dollars," Julie repeated. "So Flynn doesn't commit manslaughter."

"Oh it won't be manslaughter," Flynn said. "It will definitely be premeditated."

"I need to taste at least five more things from the bake sale," Reggie said. "But I can start tipping well."

"Get me one of those giant cookies," Luke said, and Reggie shot him a thumbs up.

"There's an art auction in the corner, some kid drew a raccoon furry on a skateboard," Alex said. "I'm getting it for Willie. Think two hundred dollars will help me win it?"

"I'm going to get my nails painted at the booth over there," Julie said. "I'm sure their artistic vision will be worth more than they're asking."

They all looked at Luke expectantly, and he blinked, before grabbing the dinosaur wallet from the chain on his pants and giving Flynn a hundred dollars.

"Or that," Alex sighed.

"Or that," Flynn agreed. "Thank you."

"Of course," Julie said, giving her a hug. "You can't be Ms Frizzle if you're in jail."