#quest 001

[sweatforged]

@bornatnightt

"hold  on,  you're  uh...  you've  been  with  us  at  the  ranch,  right?"  they'd  been  such  a  big  group  &  silas  had  been  so  busy  trying  not  to  strangle  alejandro  &  then  there'd  been  that  damn  horse.  he'd  needed  that  fight  in  the  end,  needed  it  to  cool  off,  but  it  appeared  like  they'd  been  led  there  for  nothing.  unless  the  cowboys  tricked  everybody.  he'd  been  so  close  when  the  zeus  kid  stopped  them. 

now,  silas  didn't  necessarily  support  taking  down  innocent  people,  but  he'd  really  ...really  wanted  to.  gods,  he  did.  he  knew  he  wasn't  the  only  one  who  didn't  quite  trust  them,  but  ...  they  didn't  have  too  many  options,  did  they?  go  against  the  group?  nah.  "we  never  got  t'fight,  but...  what's  it  you  do?  if  ya  don'  mind  me  askin'."  silas  had  yet  to  fight  side  by  side  with  everybody  yet,  find  out  what  their  powers  were  &  categorize  them  in  ...  well,  synergy  or  not. 

he  found  that  in  fights  like  they  were  facing,  with  unknown  enemies  &  barely  any  time  to  prepare  -  with  constant  adjustments  to  the  enemy  playstyle  being  key,  it  was  even  more  important  to  know  what  every  teammate  was  good  at. 

[dagdasgodslayer]

UNPROMPTED || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @wrongtrain

wrongtrain asked: "I have never been to an actual subway before!" He chirped, following Nanashi a little bit too closely as he looked around. This place was a lot different from Hilda and Hilbert's world. A lot of buildings were in poor condition, but they all seemed to be in different stages of deterioration, like some had been abandoned a long time ago while others had only been abandoned recently. He liked the ones that were more or less completely destroyed! He could see the remnants of human life inside of it that way, without having to take a full detour from their destination. He also quite liked that there wasn't a sun, honestly. It was always so bright whenever he departed from the Velvet Room with either of the wild card possessing twins, but he didn't have that problem here! He could look up at the sky as much as he wanted without worrying about blinding himself by mistake. Though it was definitely making him pay less attention to what was under his own two feet, and he kept tripping and stumbling on jagged cracks and holes in the road.

[If Nanashi hadn't thought it before, he was thinking it now: this guy was fucking weird.]

[Maintaining a chipper attitude whilst walking through the literal ruins of Tokyo was...not impossible, but uncanny. He and his sister were guilty of childlike optimism, sure, but they'd been born and raised here -- this guy looked old as Hell. There was no way he would be a stranger to their fallen Tokyo, but he acted like it was brand-new and fun. It was...weird, not seeing an old fart who was miserable and hopeless over Tokyo's current state.]

[His bright and cheery attitude might even be welcome, if it wasn't for the fact that his eagerness came from the destruction of Tokyo. It was like he was admiring it. For once, he could see where Nikkari and Manabu were coming from with their repetitive insistence that "this is no game." It was hitting Nanashi now, of all times, that their country was incredibly far-gone.]

[God, now HE felt old. Old people were the only ones who lamented Tokyo's current state.]

[Emmet hammered in the idea that he was a total outsider with his next statement, though. He'd never been to a SUBWAY? Y'know, the shelters that EVERYONE in Tokyo had taken residence in??? Where was this guy from, Mikado?]

[Actually, that might explain the weird wardrobe...]

❝ What the fuck are you talking about? ❞ [Nanashi stopped in his tracks, sparing an inquisitive glance to the stranger.] ❝ Aren't you a little old to have never seen a subway? Are you from Mikado or something? ❞

[Honestly, it was a good thing that Flynn had changed the game in regard to the public perception of Mikado, otherwise Nanashi would really have a bone to pick here.]

[amcryllis]

@speedchasing. [text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun. TEXTS.

[ sms ] y'know, animals are great judges of character. [ sms ] maybe your vibes are off.

[ sms ] that's what cloud says sometimes. [ sms ] are your vibes off, mister?

[starguides]

↪    𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓  : percy jackson quotes.    currently accepting, expect slow to post.

“   you  cannot  control  your  parentage ,    but  you  can  choose  your  legacy .   ” from @lightningstruck's : medea fogarty.

KILLERS OF DREAMS, PARENTS SLAUGHTER THE RISING HOPES OF THEIR CHILDREN ! rhys of course, is not spared of this— the revelation of his father 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, as he stands in front of medea and attempts to keep standing on both feet. this wasn't like the young man, nothing shook rhys ( not even death ) and yet ... he has the pallor of a ghost and trembles like one too. his father is a titan, and not just any titan— 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏.

made from a handful of stars, the dumont child's creation went against the gods & ushered in a new type of half blood ... all of this explained to rhys and medea upon the mountain where atlas presides. it is as if the mysteries 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚛𝚑𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 were unravelling all at once- by leaps and bounds of parchment- he was being strangled by the truth.

" ... what legacy? any legacy i make— it'll tie back to him. he made me, medea. with his own fucking hands, he made me. "

[aercnaut-archived]

only a few chapters into the a.mber s.pyglass and i am already disowning season 3 and will not be including the events of the third season in my writing because what the holy fuck is this nonsense??? anyways, once i'm finished with it, i might make some adjustments to my verses to blend seasons one and two (since it's what i mostly draw from for my lee) and the a.mber s.pyglass and apply it for my lee lives au. PREPARE FOR THE DIVERGENT PART OF MY CANON DIVERGENT PORTRAYAL.

[spellboundstarlet]

your camera roll as paige’s girlfriend — p. bueckers x fem!reader.

001. posted to your friends only story, showing just how many sanrio plushies your girlfriend had bought you.

002. showing paige all the trufru's you picked up for her + kk.

003. you found this on pinterest, saved it, then sent it to paige simply because it described your relationship so well. paige was no doubt a “yapper” while you were more of a listener. that’s why you worked so well.

004. you were jokingly taking pictures of paige as she posed with her ipad, which might be her most prized possession. most nights kk would walk into the living room just to see you two doing stuff like this, or playing roblox. ever since you got with paige, you started healing your inner child.

005. driving in the car with her, it was an often occurrence that at some point throughout the ride, her hand would end up on your thigh.

006. date night at top golf.

007. this one was taken, then posted to instagram.. just to capture one of the silly things you’d find paige doing often.

008. after practice, there was nothing your girlfriend loved more than to cuddle in bed after a shower. she put on the matching hello kitty pajama pants you’d left out for her, and hopped into bed to cuddle. after a few minutes of watching tiktok’s on your phone with her, she turned on the playstation and played twd as you watched.

009. while waiting for a cab in the city, you snapped another quick silly photo of the girl. this photo has since become her contact photo just because it makes you laugh whenever you look at it.

010. the two of you had gone to the gym, paige always did, and you'd decided to start going aswell. in all honesty, you were going just to stare at her.. not that she minded.

011. you sat next to the blonde, as she got her hair and makeup done. it wasn't what she usually spent her days doing, but she'd been going on side quests lately and had many photoshoots. watching as the makeup artist's enhanced your girlfriends features, you snapped a pic.

012. late night walks were common among you, kk, and paige. kk, who seemed like your child, moped and walked slowly behind you and your girlfriend. pulling out her phone to take a snap for streaks, kk sent the picture to you, figuring you'd like it.

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[qiutls]

TNGDH 001

I became a hamster. No wonder I thought I was hearing squeaks last night, it turned out to be like this. Shiny golden fur that doesn’t lose its light even in the dark. Four lovely pink-tinted feet. Long whiskers that twitch whenever I move my cheeks. The black curtains flutter and the light leaks in from the steel cage hitting my eyes. Wait a minute… a steel… cage? A cage?! ― Eek. (Why?) I didn’t just become a hamster. I became a hamster that’s been trapped somewhere. * Thud. Thud. Thud. The cage I was in suddenly shook heavily and my small body rolled around in different directions as the cage kept moving. Who is it?! Who the hell drives like this?! Can’t you drive safely! Thump. My body sways to the corner again and I feel my butt stinging from falling too many times. Then I heard a horse sniffing, it felt thrilling to think that I was going to ride a horse. However, it only felt thrilling for a bit before I thought, It seems like I’m gonna be meeting King Yeomra. King Yeomra is the King of the underworld, hamster thinks he'll die because of the cage being shaken. Where the hell are we going? Why did I become a hamster? And why the hell are we not riding a bus or a train, but riding a horse? This is unfair, I feel so wronged. It’s so absurd that I have to explain, it’s so obvious that I’m a human not a hamster! That’s right I’m human! Bae Soohyun. I’m turning 27 this year. Even though my life was like a thorny path, I am a small mugwort that didn’t give up and kept living. It was a life where it seemed like I kept working day, night, dawn, early in the morning, from Monday to Tuesday to Wednesday to Thursday to Friday to Friday to Friday… But I had no doubt that my hard work would pay off. After years of hard work, it seems the day has finally come. The day when the game I developed became a big hit. I think it’s dead. Dead… That’s right… I died. After the earlier confusion of becoming a hamster has passed, my memories slowly started to come back. The game became popular and it felt like the son I was raising finally became successful. I was finally able to receive the first batch of settlement money thanks to the game. I rushed back home feeling so happy that I could fly. Rattle. The cage suddenly shook as the horse started moving. And I started shaking back and forth, my head felt like it was going to pop and my eyes slowly lost shine as I felt dizzier and dizzier. Are you kidding me?! I kicked the cage a few times hoping for the shaking to stop and then heard a voice not so distant. “I’m sorry.” An unfamiliar, deep yet friendly voice. “Just endure it for a little bit more.” But why did it feel like I’ve heard this line somewhere before. I’m sorry, just endure it for a little bit more. I’ll take you to your new home soon. It suddenly came to mind. While walking at the crossing on my way home, I bumped into a child who seemed anxious while carrying a hamster cage, then a car hit my body. I instinctively felt my death then, all my senses were occupied by the fact that I was hit by a car, and my consciousness started fading away. Twinkle. In front of my eyes something glistened brightly. Wait a minute, what’s that blue thing… [ Hello World! ] I was stunned by the blue system filling up my field of vision. A familiar phrase, the most basic sentence someone with programming knowledge would know. This is the very first phrase you learn to code when you start programming. Then, several windows came up one after another.

[ Connection confirmed. Checking data. ] [ Determining quest. ] [ Calculating miracle value. ] [ Synchronization not complete. Please wait. ] [ Synchronization 0% complete. ] What does this mean? Data? Quest? Synchronization? Since the moment I woke up, this ridiculous situation started and kept going, I didn’t even get the chance to be surprised. While in a daze, the horse which had been rattling the cage non-stop suddenly fell silent and the owner of the voice earlier seemed to get off the horse. The tumultuous movement stopped, but I still felt nauseous. The cold wind blew into the cage, and I shivered. Suddenly, I heard another distant voice. “Your Highness, are you sure you don’t want to throw it out?” Your… Highness? First I rode a horse, now someone’s talking to a royal. These are words that you wouldn’t even hear in 21st century Korea. The term “Your Highness” is only something I heard as a child watching sageuk dramas. Then the deep voice I heard earlier replied. Sageuk is a k-drama genre in which characters wear historical costumes. “It’s a pup that was left alone by the horde, don’t you feel it’s a bit pitiful?” pup - baby hamster / horde - group of baby hamsters “What pity, Your Highness? It’s a child of a demonic beast, when it grows up,it will learn to seduce its prey.” I looked down at my small and round body, what do you mean seduce? Is this body even capable of seducing? In the first place, I’m not even a demonic beast, just a normal hamster, no I mean human! Heh, you’re quite convincing using that serious voice of yours, but you’re obviously joking! The man with the deep voice suddenly cut through my thoughts. “It’s still a child.” “A child of a demonic beast, Your Highness.” “That’s right, a child.” “Your Highness, the most important thing is that it’s a demonic beast!” That… Can you please stop referring to me as a child. It’s weird… While I was grumbling away my frustrations, I heard the man speak, this time anger laced his voice. “Are you questioning my decision?” He spoke words that could normally be taken lightly yet the way he enunciated it word by word felt like a threat, and that there was only one correct answer. “No, Your Highness, I was just momentarily confused since such a thing has never happened before. How dare I question the Grand Prince’s decision.” “Right. So, I’ll take care of it, surely you don’t think I am weaker than a demonic beast that’s barely the size of my fist?” You’re telling me he’s not just a royal, he’s the Grand Prince? “I already sent a man to the estate to prepare it's house, it would be fun to add little ornaments with it.” “Your Highness, you can also raise a real hamster, should I tell the man to prepare another one?” “No. Don’t test my patience.” “…Yes” This person is quite stubborn huh.

Soon the cage started shaking again, this time as the man walked, I could hear his armor rattling and his heavy footsteps rang. Then I felt the air around me get warmer little by little as he marched up the stairs.

It must be winter. Yet I died during summer, now I realize the abnormality of the situation. The man took me to a room and then removed the cloth covering the cage.

“Here we are.” I crouched in a corner and pretended to be asleep desperately. Somehow it felt like the smart thing to do, I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to tell him about my situation. Even if I told him, who’s to say he will not decapitate me for spewing nonsense.

How did my life become like this! Give me back my money! My skills! My future that was unfolding brilliantly! “Tsk. Tsk.” The man clicked his tongue, then he sighed deeply. Hey! I’m the one who’s supposed to be sad at this situation, why are you the one clicking your tongue! Ah, I really hate when people do that… Oh right, I was pretending to be asleep… Sleep… “Does it really not have a human heart?” He murmured.

What human heart? What is he talking about? “Looking at these naive eyes, before it turned into a demonic beast, did it really not have the heart of a human?” N-naive? Which eyes looked naive? Surely it’s not mine? “That’s right, for them there’s no such thing as compassion... Did I stay away from the North for too long? It’s no different from a glacier, it’s freezing. Tsk.” Suddenly, the man opened the cage, stretched out his hand and caught me in his palm.

― Eek! I was so surprised I forgot I was pretending to sleep, as I opened my eyes, I made eye contact with him.

[ 50% synchronized. ]

[ Kyle Jane Minehardt. Great Duke of Blake. ]

The blue system window showed up below his face. Hold on, this name, I’ve heard of it somewhere. Without knowing what was in my head the whole time, he raised me closer to his face. I felt his warm hand full of scars and calluses against my soft fur. Then he rubbed my cheek.

E-excuse me?! “You did well enduring the ride home, cashew nut, you must’ve been bored the whole way.” Bored? The ride was full of shock and horror for me, okay?! Wait, aside from that, can’t you put me down first? What the hell is this situation, why did you suddenly remove me from the cage… Wait! No! Don’t peck me! ― Squeak! Eek!  [ Let me go! ]

“Yes, yes, I know how you feel.” What do you know… You don’t understand a thing! Ack! Why’s he kissing me like he’s dying of love! A kiss… ― Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!  [ You bastard! What kind of dog kisses nonstop like you?! ]

“I’m glad you’re feeling better.” ― Squeak! [ Get lost! ] “Did you like being kissed?” I can’t take this anymore!

Wait a minute… This face… I took a moment to observe all his features, his pale yet tough complexion, distinct eyebrows, his hair that’s dark as a raven, his eyes which glowed crimson. A cold and resolute beauty.

― Eek! [ Grand Duke Blake ] I remember. The Duke of the North, Kyle. A supporting actor from the novel, The Heart of Winter, I always read while traveling to and from my company. Not only was he a supporting actor, he’s a supporting actor that dies in the middle of the novel. A man who’s life was miserable from start to finish, yet died with no regrets. The reason why I remember him, and not the protagonists of the story, was that he’s the unluckiest character in the novel. He was unlucky to the extent that I lamented his cold fate many times.

So, I died, and transmigrated into a novel? “Cashew nut?” Cashew nut, my name, I mean the name of the hamster’s body I’m occupying. Kyle stared at me, he seemed to be worried as if something went wrong. His gaze was warm and full of kindness.

Stop looking at me! This bastard, you’re gonna pierce through me with that stare! I’m just worn out… I flicked my head away from his stare, and turned back to glare at him. I tried my hardest to look as mean as possible.

“That look…” It’s scary right?! You’re so afraid you could die, right? I look like a dangerous demon, don’t I?! So put me down!!! You kiss crazed bastard! [ Cold and strict personality. Clean and thorough. Frigid and Merciless. ] “You look so cute, staring at me like that.” Aren’t you the cold blooded Duke of the North?! Let go of me! What do you mean cold and strict?! What merciless? ― Squeak! [ Let go! ]

Yet the Duke didn’t let me down for a long time and I had to put up with the crazy kisses the he bestowed.

Help me, please! Save this hamster!

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[letmehavemyfictionalmen]

Stars Collide; Star-Crossed

Summary: Their love was an unexpected journey, a clash of two different worlds. Din Djarin, the skilled bounty hunter, and the young Jedi with a powerful heritage. Together, they embarked on a quest to protect the galaxy and one very special child, learning to trust each other and discovering a bond that transcended their differences.

pairing: Din Djarin x afab!Skywalker!reader

warning: 18+ content, Eventual smut, Unprotected sex, Violence, Blood, Age-Gap, Kidnapping, Domestic Bliss, Fluff, a sprinkle of Angst, Idiots in love, Flirting, possessive!Din, powerful!reader, Jedi!reader, Grogu being adorable, Grogu loves his Ma more than his buir.

Chapters

000. — the prologue — [As the dust settles, Din can't shake the weight of an indescribable feeling. A feeling that he's done something he can never make amends for. Little does he know, fate has plans to intervene and an unknown ally is on their way to his aid.] 001. — the force of nature — [As a bounty hunter, Din has completed his mission, however, he is unbeknownst to the storm that will knock the wind out of him, literally.] 002. — the battle for the baby — [Din and his partner fight as one, their expertise unrivaled as they battle the Imperial agents. Their unwavering determination to protect the Child drives them forward, overcoming every obstacle with fierce resolve.] 003. — the escape — [Din and his partner, along with the droid and the Child, find themselves in a tense standoff with the guild leader Greef Karga. With blasters drawn, they stand united to protect the Child at all costs.]

☼ Please note that I do not wish to have my work translated or published on any third party reading websites. I claim the rights to my work.

☼ Where I don’t have any rights to the characters, many ideas and OC are my own creation. Please respect that.

[sweatforged]

@wxldhxrt

"hey  kiddo,  how's  the  wolves?"  it'd  been  a  few  days  since  silas  last  saw  greyson,  though  they  didn't  talk  much  (or  at  all)  during  the  missing  children  mission.  greyson  was  getting  better  &  better  summoning  his  animal  friends,  it  seemed.  impressive.  it  was  so  different  from  what  he  did.  although,  he  seemed  to  be  the  odd  one  out  in  camp.  they  all  had  magic  at  their  disposal  of  some  sorts  &  then  there  was  silas,  who  ...punched.  if  hard.  it  was  ...  he  wasn't  sure  if  he  felt  like  he  didn't  belong,  or  like  he  was  less  than  them,  but  he  tried  to  focus  in  improvement  instead. 

"you  been  practicing  with  any  other  animals?"  animals  were  his  favorite &  one  might  say  silas  felt  a  sting  of  jealousy  when  he  saw  the  young  godling  surrounded  by  them  day  in,  day  out &  even  able  to  shift  into  one. 

[panakinthedisco]

As the world lay in shambles by the sudden outbreak of a disease called cordyceps brain infection, society is broken, the government is on the rubble where a world became lawless and violent. But even chaos is prevalent, some are persistent to find a vaccine, though it is deemed impossible and hopeless due to the overwhelming mutation.

Kannika Suriya-Neuman, the only child of two known Medical professors took part with the cause - becoming the first pioneers who tried to find the vaccine, ten years after the outbreak. With her parents, Phillip Neuman and Anna Suriya, the tumultuous journey to find a cure becomes, metaphorically speaking, the search for a holy grail that can end the virus once and for all. Their team that consisted of surviving doctors and medicine majors from different prestigious universities across America took part in a seemingly impossible cause.

Even though there is progress, a group of syndicates that are formed has other things in mind. For years living in a world without law or governance, the idea to take power in a lawless country will be gone if a vaccine is created. The Citadel whose ideology is protecting the society they created is now in a threat to the vaccine so they did the unthinkable, pulverize the whole operation.

By the massacre of Kannika's colleagues along with her mother who sacrificed her life by saving people, the search for the cure becomes thin up until a revolutionary group by the name The Fireflies steps in to protect the remaining survivors.

But the quest of the cure becomes hopeless for another ten years. Kannika, now thirty eight years old, is beginning to believe that the world she's living in is going to rot along with the decaying corpses of the clickers and runners. Until, Marlene, one of The Fireflies, tells her about a young girl who might be the answer to the prolonged cure.

Hope begins to shine in the horizon as Kannika sets the journey to find the young girl who is said to be immune from the virus. In between crossroads and that small hope that she hid in her heart, a man with a cold heart comes to her with tenderness and begs to be indulged by that love that he couldn't even remember. Kannika finds herself with Joel Miller, a man whose life is enveloped in regrets and sadness. But Kannika is in thin ice as Joel would take a bullet for the young girl that he grows to love as his own child.

A child over the future of many generations.

While for Kannika with a gun in her hand pointing to her lover, she silently hopes from the darkest corner of her mind that Joel should've pulled the trigger.

pairings: joel miller x original character / original characters x canon characters

warnings: major character deaths (oop!), smut, violence, brief mentions of SA (will state in the chapter) and gore.

author's notes: this is a slowburn romance for kannika and joel. also, as much i want to make this as a reader x joel, kannika neuman has a special in my heart soooooo sorry y'all! this fic will stick to some parts of the canon (series and video game) but act one and act two is full canon divergence. basically making my own lore.

other notes: most of the graphics of this fic are made by me unless its stated.

translated version/s: i've got a spanish translation for this fic in wattpad. you can check it out in here [CLICK HERE]

collateral damage gif banner: made by @alderaandors <3

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ACT ONE | INFERNO (sets in ten years after outbreak)

001 . . . . fungi

002 . . . . sense of normalcy

003 . . . . happy anniversary!

004 . . . . breaking dawn

005 . . . . the holy grail

006 . . . . alternate universe

007 . . . . i am, i am, i am

008 . . . . all things must pass

009 . . . . sense of kindness

010 . . . . whiskey and fate

011 . . . . machiavellian

012 . . . . a little light

013 . . . . tortured soul

014 . . . . the punisher

015 . . . . not now, not ever

ACT TWO | PURGATORIO (sets in eleven years after outbreak)

016 . . . . a path ahead

017 . . .. happiness is a warm gun

ACT THREE | PARADISO (sets in twenty years after outbreak)

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☆ MASTERLIST | NAVIGATION | SOCIALS | SIGN OFF BANNER MADE BY. @ALDERAANDORS ☆

[amcryllis]

@poeticphoenix sent ;; Genesis is just gonna give Aerith a smooch.

Well! It's a little surprising, and frankly, it makes her blush just a touch, but Aerith quickly comes around to the idea and throws her arms around their neck. Pleasant! The kiss is quick, of course, and once it ends Aerith pulls back but leaves her hands on their shoulders — she's got this shit eating grin on her face now, all big and wide with teeth.

"My, my, couldn't resist my charms, could you?"

[leolingo]

so this makes it

001 - bagi

002 - carre

003 - bbh

and bbh had an original train ticket too. does this mean other islanders could also have different numbers than we thought?

and, since this quest was led by codes, is the information even trustworthy (as opposed to..... trusting fed info but you get what i mean)

[othernicknameisgaslighter]

The Clay Girl - Throne of Gold

(Cross posted on Wattpad and AO3)

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“I haven't seen a lot of horror movies, but this seems like exactly the kind of place they'd suggest to avoid,” Percy said as he saw the flickering sign of Water Land.

“Yeah… I’d say the same thing.” Odyssa muttered as they entered the haunted-looking water park, “Do you think monsters would be here? Y’know, considering that Ares left his shield here?”

“I dunno, I was gonna ask you that.” Percy shrugged, “What horror movie reminds you of this?”

“I dunno, something like Dark Ride, right?” Odyssa suggested.

“Dark Ride? Hm, never seen it.” Percy said and Odyssa nodded.

“Honestly, I kind of wish I never saw it in the first place.” She admitted, “But maybe after all of this is over and we’re alive, we could watch it together.”

“Like… The two of us?” Percy asked and Odyssa scrunched her face.

“No, the four of us, Perce.” Odyssa said, “Annabeth’s never seen a movie and Grover doesn’t like scary stuff so maybe we could watch something a bit less… Horror-like?”

“Sounds good to me.” Percy smiled as he pushed through the gate. Odyssa frowned before Percy got locked in and the sound of metal grinding echoed through the silence. “Um… Dessa?”

“That’s Celestial bronze?” Odyssa scrutinized the killing machine.

“Oh, fascinating. Dessa, what is happening right now!?” Percy started to panic.

“Don’t panic! It’ll only make things worse.” Odyssa said, “Celestial bronze is what your sword is made of. If you're a human, it won’t do anything. If you're a monster or a demigod…” Odyssa let Percy figure out the rest as his eyes widened.

“Well, what's it doing there?” He asked and Odyssa shrugged.

“I dunno but… This is not just some amusement park.” She thought out loud, “A god built this place…”

“What god builds a place like this?”

“Hephaestus.” She said.

“Why would Hephaestus build an amusement park?”

“I dunno, but considering Ares' shield is here, I’m assuming it’s for Ares,” Odyssa said as she scrutinized it.

“Okay, that’s great! Cool, cool, cool. Now how do I get out of here?” Percy asked.

Odyssa stayed silent as she watched the gears turn. “I think Hephaestus should try doing some haunted houses. He’d get a lot of money for that.” She said and Percy shook his head. “Okay, Percy, just push through it.”

“What?!”

“Push!” She encouraged him. Percy hesitated before looking back at Odyssa.

“Wasn’t Annabeth the one this morning who was all, ‘The Fates say one of us is gonna die and we should take it really seriously?’”

“Percy just push it!” She said and Percy sighed. He turned back to the gate before pushing it and entering the park. A sign above clicks and the 000 turns to 001.

Odyssa entered the park as well and the 001 turned to 002. “The machine isn't designed to hurt us. It's meant to scare us.” She explained, “Hephaestus wanted to know any time one of us came around his park. And… I guess now he knows.”

The duo walked through the park, lights flickered and a few sparks flew. “Hey, Dessa? I think that I’ll take you up on that offer for a horror movie night.” Percy said, “We could probably watch it after this whole quest thing.”

“Totally. I’ll make sure to ask for extra snacks from the kitchen.” Odyssa said and Percy chuckled softly, still slightly weary about the creepiness of Hephaestus’s amusement park.

“This is… Very well built. Annabeth would be impressed if she were here.” Odyssa smiled as she saw the broken-down amusement park rides. “Guess Hephaestus really was the god of craftsmen.”

“If it belongs to the god of craftsmen, what was the god of war doing here? Aren't they enemies?” Percy asked as they walked past the flickering lights of the Ferris wheel. “Then why'd he split without his shield?”

“Well, if Ares was here then… Aphrodite would be here too.” Odyssa frowned.

“You don’t seem to be happy about Aphrodite being here,” Percy said and Odyssa shrugged.

“I dunno, Artemis and Aphrodite never really got along, y’know?” Odyssa shrugged, “One thing Ares was telling the truth about is that this family is a mess…”

Suddenly, a flicker of lights blasted on it that read ‘Thrill Ride Of Love’. Odyssa frowned. Percy swallowed and looked at Odyssa, who seemed to scrutinize the boat. 

“I think the shield might be in there. It’s gotta be where Aphrodite and Ares got caught considering they were on a date and all that.” She said and Percy nodded with a tense smile.

“Yeah, sure, scary ghost ride into the unknown sounds great,” Percy said sarcastically.

“Calm down, Perce. It’s not like we’ll be stuck in there forever.” Odyssa held out her hand, “Are you coming or am I gonna have to hold your hand?” She smirked and Percy rolled his eyes with a slight smile before the two of them entered the boat.

As the boat waded in the water, the lights flickered softly before a loud pop song played, “♪ What is love? Baby, don't hurt me… ♪”

Odyssa couldn’t keep her composure and chuckled at the song, “Why do I feel like I’ve heard this before…” She muttered and Percy nodded.

“Probably from an orthodontist's office maybe?” Percy suggested and Odyssa nodded.

“This sounds like the kinda stuff they’d play.”

“♪ What is love? Yeah ♪”

“♪ Ooh, ooh I don't know… ♪”

A light show was then showcased on the wall. Holograms and figures danced across the tunnel as Odyssa watched in confusion. “Wait, I know this.” Percy realized, “It's Hephaestus's story…”

“Yeah, I figured that much…” Odyssa muttered, “Why did he create a Tunnel of Love if he wasn’t loved?”

“Rejected by Hera. Rejected by Aphrodite.” Percy turned to look at Odyssa, “My mom told me these stories all the time. I remember this. She said…” His voice trailed off and Odyssa frowned.

“What’d she say?”

“She said this is what the gods are like to each other. This is the kind of family they are.” Percy said.

“Why didn’t you say that then?”

“She was trying to keep me away from you guys.” Percy swallowed, “Maybe Annabeth was right. Maybe she should have been preparing me better.”

“Maybe she was preparing you so that you could be different from us,” Odyssa said and Percy nodded, though he wasn’t convinced. 

Suddenly, the machine powered down and the music came to a stop. Odyssa and Percy looked at each other in confusion before being lurched forward by the boat, which led them down a steep watery hill.

“YOU CAN BREATHE UNDERWATER, RIGHT?!” Odyssa yelled through the chaos as she was swung to the side and squished against Percy.

“I THINK SO!”

“YOU THINK SO?!” Odyssa screamed, latching into Percy’s hand as they flew down another level of water.

The boat came to a sudden stop as it floated as smoothly as it once was. Odyssa looked around, eyes widened and heart racing. “Are we underground? I feel like my ears popped a bit.” She panted.

“Yeah, I think we’re underground… You okay?” Percy asks after he catches his breath.

Odyssa let go of Percy’s hand, much to his dismay. “Yeah.” He’s about to say something to fill the awkward silence when your eyes widen. “There’s the shield!”

Percy turned to look at the golden statue in the center of the room, the shield between its hands. The boat doesn’t stop, though. He looks at Odyssa and then back at the statue. “We’re gonna have to jump,” He said, and she grimaced. The artificial waves were rocking the boat harder and harder.

“On three?” Odyssa asked.

Percy smiles in a way that he hopes is reassuring. “On three.”

“One… Two-!” Before Odyssa can say three, the boat lurches and they both topple over the edge.

As soon as the water closes over her head, she’s struggling and kicking. Somewhere in the haze, Odyssa could see Percy and reached out. All of a sudden, he disappears in a whirl of water.

Fuck.

Suddenly, something solid rushes to meet her, and Odyssa can’t stop coughing. Which was good, that meant she was breathing.

“Hey, hey! Are you okay?” Percy asked and Odyssa coughed, leaning over before breathing in the sweet release of air.

“I’m fine.” She said, stumbling as she stood up and wiped her wet hair out of her face.

Percy squinted at the chair. “This is Hephestasus’ park, right?” Odyssa nodded. “I think this is Hera’s throne…”

“She sat in it and couldn’t get up,” Odyssa remembered the story vaguely, “This seems to be a machine of it.”

“It was a trade,” Percy continues. “Aphrodite’s hand in marriage for Hera. The shield for…”

“I’ll do it.”

He caught her arm as Odyssa started to walk forward. “Wait a minute!”

“Whoever goes in there isn’t coming back,” Odyssa explained with a frown,

“I know, that’s why I said wait!”

Odyssa pulled her arm away from Percy, “You need to stay alive, Percy. You’re important!” Odyssa defended.

“And you’re not?!”

Odyssa swallowed, “It’s like Annabeth said, ‘Too selfless for my own good’. People need you, Percy!”

He opened his mouth, then shut it again. I need you, he wanted to say. But, of course, he didn’t. He couldn’t.

“The gods chose you, Percy. This is your quest.” Odyssa smiled, “I’m perfectly fine with-”

“Well, I’m not!” He protested, though he knew he couldn't beat her. She’d burn the world to protect the people she cared about. “Annabeth needs you, Grover needs you! Luke’s still back there waiting for you to come back too!”

“Zontanós,” Odyssa said, and this time her dagger was facing Percy. “It’s supposed to be like this. The Oracle said you’d live, and the Fates said one of us would die.”

Odyssa blinked back her tears, she couldn’t cry. Not in front of him during this moment. Not in front of anyone. Percy uncapped his sword as he pointed it at her.

With a powerful swing, he brought the sword down in a heavy arc, aiming for a decisive blow. The dagger fighter sidestepped with ease, slipping out of the sword’s path just as the blade clattered to the floor.

“You’re not gonna win this fight, Percy.” Odyssa’s voice trembled along with her hands as she held the dagger to Percy’s face.

Percy walked up to her slowly before pulling her into a hug. “I can’t let you go,” Percy said and Odyssa dropped her dagger to the ground as Percy held onto her.

“It’ll be okay, maybe you could swing by and ask my mom if she could let me out.” Odyssa said quietly, “It’ll be alright…”

Percy’s hands shook as he eventually let Odyssa go, although his whole soul told him not to, he did. There was no changing her mind. Odyssa walked over to the chair, heart pounding in her chest.

“Tell Grover that he’s still a good friend. And tell Annabeth that I love her.” Odyssa smiled, eyes welling up as her voice cracked and she sat down in the chair. “Tell Chiron that I won’t be able to finish my chores in the kitchen and tell Luke that we won’t be having that archery re-match anytime soon.”

“I’ll get Annabeth… She’ll know how to reverse it…” Percy said, his voice dying as golden tendrils coiled around Odyssa’s arms and wrapped around her feet.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t be friends for long, Percy.” Odyssa smiled bittersweetly, tears finally falling. “I was looking forward to it, y’know?”

“This is a bad idea,” Percy said, “Stand up.”

“I can’t,” Odyssa said. She’s already accepted her fate. “I’m afraid that I’ll feel like clay again… Inanimate and alone, but I know I-I'm not alone. I’m human. I’ve got you, I’ve got friends. I’ve had a good run…”

“I… You can’t go.” Percy said, choking on his words as tears threatened to pour.

“But I am, and I will.” She said. Whatever was seeping onto her face was warm and brittle. “Goodbye, Percy. And good luck.”

Percy watched as Odyssa turned into gold, her face contorted into a permanent smile staring back at him. If he could picture it, her crying face was engraved into his mind.

“I’m not leaving you.” He placed his hand on hers. ‘It’s a machine… So I might be able to break it…’

[soapier]

when it rains, it pours *ੈ✩‧₊˚ jschlatt, ted nivison

003. world star

001. welcome back, slut!

002. whatever.

jared schlatt

taking a breath, schlatt prepared to explain, "connie i—"

"schlatt! what the actual fuck is wrong with you? i'd been waiting to run into hasan all night!" he watched as tears welled in her eyes, scoffing internally at the fact that she's crying over hasan, of all guys.

"you're too drunk, connie." the way hasan came onto her was fuckin' weird, couldn't she see that?

"i'm fine, schlatt! i know myself, i know my limits," he watched as she adjusted her (rather revealing) top, silently seething at her ignorance.

sitting down next to her, he began to reply, "clearly fuckin' not, con. you're a fucking mess right now." a little mean, he knows, but god, can't she see that she was in trouble?

she huffed and crossed her arms, "i know myself. you're being weird."

"connie, just fuckin' trust me on this one!" she rolled her eyes, angering him even further.

"how many drinks have you had tonight? do you even know?"

"idunno... maybe eight? nine? i'm fine."

"see? you don't even know how drunk you are! do you know how many drinks he had?"

she threw her hands up in surrender, "i don't fucking know, man. why does that even matter? you're being an asshole!"

schlatt stood to face her, looking down at her small frame on the bed. "he was fucking sober, connie. and you're almost blacked out. are you catching on? or are you that fucking dense?"

his eyes followed the dark, mascara-tinted tears streaking down her cheeks. god, she looks so pretty, even crying.

"i don't fucking care, schlatt! you embarrassed me, get out!" he felt her hands push him away as she stood, shaky from sobbing.

he felt his voice raising even further, to a full-on shout, "what, so you can go be a fuckin' whore? sit the fuck back down."

doe-eyed, she didn't break eye contact as she sat back down, drawing her legs up to her chest.

"now, i'm gonna go back downstairs and see our friend hasan out. if i fuckin' see you out of this room, i won't bother stopping the next guy who tries to take advantage of you." he huffed and turned to the door, mentally cringing at the sounds of her sobbing.

making his way downstairs, schlatt found ted and told him what he'd seen. ted's face betrayed no emotion, following his roommate on their quest to find hasan.

they saw him lurking by the back corner of the living room, chatting up some blonde girl with a beer in hand. he quickly noticed the two, walking over and leaving the girl behind.

"schlatt, what—" "i think it's time for you to go, man." schlatt put a firm hand on hasan's shoulder, and began pushing him towards the door. he gave slight protest, but schlatt saw ted give him a look that said 'you're not winning this fight'.

the cool night air nipped at his skin, and he was grateful he'd opted for a crewneck tonight. party forgotten, he asked, "what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"what do you mean?"

"what he means, is that you tried to fuck connie while she was too shitfaced to think better!" ted jumped into the argument, sleeves rolled up and ready for a fight. he and connie were closer than connie and schlatt were, and it didn't go unnoticed by schlatt that he'd kept a close eye on her for the duration of she and alex's relationship.

"are you insinuating that i'm some fuckin' creep? she wanted it, man! connie brought me upstairs, connie was happily with me until your neanderthal ass busted in!" he ran a hand through his hair, and schlatt saw people watching the altercation as they began their walks home."whatever, fuckin' slut isn't worth this. i don't want to be caught in whatever this fuckin' obsession—"

schlatt saw red, and nailed a right hook to hasan's jaw.

"oh, shit!" ted hissed in reaction as hasan stumbled back a couple times, before launching himself at his assailant.

schlatt's back ached from the sudden impact of the ground, and he felt hasan's fist connect with the side of his face. cheekbone throbbing, he reached up and put his full weight into flipping him over, and returned a hit much the same.

he felt himself get ripped off of hasan, presumably by ted. he watched hasan's friend jeremy help him up, shooting schlatt a stank eye while he was at it. chest heaving, he watched as hasan broke through the small crowd that had gathered, heading towards the road. always having to get the last word, he shouted after him, "yeah! take your bitch ass home!"

the crowd dispersed, some went back inside and some just began the walk home. the two roommates headed inside, greeted by cooper calling out, "world star!"

normally, schlatt would've laughed.

but now, all he could feel was the bruises forming on his knuckles and face, and all he wanted to do was check in on connie, make sure she'd stayed put. if she didn't stay in her room, and he just got into a fight over this…

he poked his head into her bedroom when his knocks went unanswered. no connie in sight, he turned to ted so that he could rant, only for ted to call out "over here!" from the bathroom.

he followed ted into the crowded room, where connie sat hunched over the toilet, vomiting aggressively.

"i came up to check on her, when you two kicked out hasan," started dayna, connie's close friend. she had connie's hair held up into a ponytail, sat on the ledge of the bathtub behind her.

"she's had a long night," schlatt said, thinking back to everything that had happened in the past twenty minutes.

dayna looked down at her phone, then back up at the two roommates. "hey, my roommates are leaving, so i have to go with. are you guys good to take over?"

they agreed, and she and ted switched spots, all the while connie was crying over the puke- filled toilet.

dayna pointed to ted, "text me when she stops puking and goes to bed, okay?"

she then pointed to schlatt, who she'd danced with earlier in the night, "you... just text me." and with a wink, she was off to her uber.

connie sat up for a moment, looking at her friends with watery eyes. mascara and glitter stained her cheeks as she asked, "do you guys really think i'm a whore?"

[springfaekohaku]

Fics that I’m dying to write:

Steve In The Upside Down (so many variations)

Steve getting shot by Nancy in S1 (might also connect to Steve being dragged into the Upside Down) How Will that turn out? What are the consequences? How does this affect everyone? It was only supposed to be a warning shot…

Steve befriending a Demodog. It somehow disconnected from the Hivemind or was created as defect, hence the other monsters turn on it. But Steve saves it and in turn they both bond.

Steve has Powers (I’m already writing and continuing my first fic. But I want more different powers for him)

Steve’s powers being more physical and more practical. Maybe even adaptable and willing to change. Especially under pressure. Kinda like how El can fight off 001 in their minds and Steve can finish him off by destroying his physical body too.

Richard Harrington and Steve both flee to escape the abuse from Richard’s wife, Steve’s Mother and find themselves at Forest Hills Trailer Park. Before S1 maybe?? Eddie and Wayne notice their new neighbours and their story starts from there.

Hannibal Inspired fic but I’ve never seen the show. Only like, the premise and insane amount of Hannigram. Except, Henry/001/Vecna was stolen, taken under Brenner, a mad-man who believes that Cannibalism is the key to knowing all and the human condition. 001 was passed the torch to continue Brenner’s experiments and quest. So, he tries to find his first victim. First it was El, but then she escaped. His first attempt and failure, but he succeeds with capturing Steve. But then no matter how hard he tries, Steve never breaks, so he sets out to find a more younger impressionable youth; enter Will Byers. Steve stays and tries to keep Will alive and sane. Will they escape? Will they be brainwashed like how Brenner did to Henry? Will El find others to help them escape? Will they actually find the key from consuming human flesh? Is that Jason fucking Carver and why does he have Chrissy Cunningham and Eddie Munson tied up? Steve feels like everything is going to shit. Now he has more people to save before they become the next main course. Hehehehehe—

Steve actually being Dmitri’s son. Steve was taken as a baby and sent across to the USA, Dmitri hoping to give him a better shot at life rather than to stay in Russia. Can you imagine in S4 when Dmitri follows Hopper back to Hawkins that he’s reunified with his son?

Everyone besides Steve is a Vampire and Steve is the last werewolf. Humans have hunted down Werewolves for centuries and the numbers have dwindled down severely, right down to almost extinction. Vampires are more adaptable and find it easy to survive in plain sight. The Party and everyone in their Coven have found sanctuary in Hawkins and for years, things have been normal. But then a new scent and sunshine of a boy comes along with it (after S1) — but his timing is seemingly the worst because now he’s facing off Demodogs as a giant wolf and no one knows who he truly is unless he shifted back as a human. In S1, he missed out on the excitement but he got to know and become close to everyone. But then in S2, he is faced with the existence of The Upside Down and vein revealed that his friends and found-family are in fact Vampires. Oh and Vecna is a boomer elder-vampire. Everyone in The Party does not know ANYTHING about Werewolves and so, they learn a lot from Steve when they finally know about him and vice versa. ;))

Another Werewolf Steve AU but this time, he’s hurt, while hunting in his wolf form, he was caught in a bear trap and found by Wayne. Inspired by How To Train Your Dragon scene, Wayne was about to mercifully kill the wolf, but looked into his eyes and saw himself. So he instead took it upon himself and take the wolf back and nurse it back to health. Eddie of course has no idea what his Uncle is hiding until he finds out and freaks out. But finds himself enamoured by the wolf too. Steve is so fucked because he needs to shift back soon, his body itches and the need to be human again nawed at his entire being.

Kali introduces the Punk Culture to Steve. They have a sibling pond and Steve loves his new self. Kali dyes his hair, shaves it a little on the side/s and helps picks out clothes and everything. The whole gang also educated him of the history, iconic figures and music. Just, Punk Steve means a lot to me. You can also imagine him and El bonding about it too. “Bitching.” Eddie is head over heels. Wait, is that a bloody hanky in his pants right back pocket?

I will expand on these later and separately. But these fic ideas have been in my brain and I can’t write them out because I already have two fics to focus on. So ah, thank you for letting me get this off my mind and into the world. 💜🪻

[plaid-dm]

Side quest #001

A local forest has a problem. Their once clear lake has transformed into a stinking thick fluid compost with mold. It reeks of rotten vegetables and is weirdly warm.

If the players start to investigate, they might find the center from where the issue seems to spread. This place in the middle of the water is warmer than the rest, but is smells less bad. In fact, there is a hint of vegetable smell here. Diving reveals a spoon of soup. A miner magic item that turns any water contained inside into a warm, dense vegetable soup. There is a lesson to be learned here about littering and its effects.