#the palace answers

[monpalace]

OH MY GOD

NEW IDEA DROPPED (Back on my pining Time shizzz)

Imagine, reader minding their own business and talking with a bartender, they weren’t doing much really— just buying a few drinks (alcoholic and non) for a few of the boys. Speaking of the boys, mosy sat at a table while others mingled in and out of the bar. The chatter was idle between the heroes, some light banter thrown across the table, but all falls on deaf ears as Time watches you from afar.

He’s not sure why but ever since that late night talk about “types” and “past lovers” he hasn’t been too keen on letting you out of his sights. Its not like he’s forcing you by his side, or following you everywhere— goddess forbid! You’re a grown adult and are well able to take care of yourself, but damn it this ball in his gut just wont go away.

Apparently his quick glances were as subtle as he had hoped because the next thing he knows a unfamiliar hand rests on his shoulder. The table goes quiet and the old man is quick to look to the source of the hand, his own hand hovering over the dagger at his side.

To his left was a older man— older than Time himself —grey hairs and wrinkled face turned into a snarky grin. His unbalanced stance, dilated pupil and awful stench where all the Time needed to know the man was overly drunk.

“Pretty aren’t they?” The drunk slurred his words and clumsy nodding his head you your direction. That ball in his gut only grew.

From the cover of his eye, Time noticed a handful of the boys at the table shift in their seats uncomfortably. Lovely. The hero of Time turned to the drunk, cold eyes meeting unfocused ones.

“Are you in need of something? Or just looking for someone to bother” His words are sharp but voice did not raise. Was that last bit necessary? No. Did he care at the moment? Not at all.

The drunk laughed, mouth hung open as his belly bounced with every forced breath. Some of the boys from across the bar watched, yet you were still unaware it seemed. “Simply wondering if ya knew if they were single~” His eyes fixated on you, racking his disgusting eyes up and down your form. “Can resist a chance with a beauty like that.”

Wind, one of the boys who sat beside Time, was quick to sit up and slam his hands onto the wooden table, loudly proclaiming. “Their my parent!”

The drunk seems shocked for a moment, cause Wind to smirk and Time’s shoulders to relax. How foolish he was to think such a vile man would give up that easily.

A gurgling laugh bubbles up from the mans throat, spray spittle across the table. (Twilight and Hyrule are quick cover their food)

“Do you need a daddy?”

How DARE he—

Wind’s mouth hangs in shock, Twilight nearly cracks his mug with his grip, Hyrule cant help the gag that comes from his gut. And Time? Oh he’s furious

The loud screeching of wood on wood silences the bar. Time looms over this hunched, pathetic excuse of a man, both eyes open wide to star down at this…pig. Time wished to bust this pig’s skull open, slam him into the table until his face was full of splinters. He’d pluck his eyes and carve out his tongue. Let the body get eaten by his brethren.

Not one of his thoughts is shown on his face. His anger is calm and collected, he refused to put so much effort to a worthless low life. Time’s voice rolls like thunder, it pierces like daggers and stings like venom.

“No need for such an imbecilic question, he has no need for one,” the drunk stares up at Time, a slow realization builds behind his eyes. “For he, is mine. And They are mine.”

He doesn’t mean for the last bit to sound like a possessive growl, but the ball in his gut has risen to his chest, rolling around in his chest with every breath he takes. He needs to get it out.

The sound the man lets out might as well be a squeal as he backs away from the frightening hero. Slurred apologies falls from his mouth like a rushing water fall as he stumbles his way out of the quiet bar.

One in, two out. One in, two out. Time repeats, fixing his breathing and calming the violent wishes. Boths eyes now shut as he takes one last big breath before turning and looking back to the three boys. One word to describe their expressions? Utterly and entirely gobsmacked.

Oh, their not going to let him live this down for a while, arent they? His lips formed a tight line, his eyesbrows knitted together. But a quiet cough chases his attention.

Turning —half expecting an employee or boss of the bar telling them they have to leave— he sees you. Eyes wide, mouth silently agape but a twitch of a smile lingers at the corner of your mouth.

“I’m yours?” You spoke, eyes twinkling with something Time cant place.

Oh.

Oh no..

I SKIMMED THROUGH THIS AND ALL I SAW FOR A FEW SECONDS WERE "do you need a daddy" AND IVE NEVER HAD TO PAUSE FOR AS LONG AS I DID?? I DIDNT EVEN LOOK BACK TO SEE THE CONTEXT I JUST SAT THERE AND LOOKED DUMB???

completely unrelated why did this lowkey remind me of a unspoken rule or something where it's like "if someone puts something of theirs (glasses, hat, etc) on someone, it's an unspoken rule that they're claimed" or smth. idk time just looks like the type of person to do that

ANYWAYS TIME'S LITTLE POSSESSIVE GROWL, VIOLENT (valid) THOUGHTS, AND WHATNOT? he fr let out a few years worth of repressed emotions i refuse to accept otherwise

time just needs to get the papers, legally adopt wind, and put the reader down as the other parent beCAUSE BROTHER 😵‍💫😵‍💫

and reader's response to hearing all that?? why can all i hear/see is them doing druski's little "whadda you mean by that"

trippy im abt to write a drabble stop playin with me 😭🗿

[addedsugars]

being in a self shipping community generally instead of like a selfship community for a specific fandom is really weird because we’re all talking about the same thing but we’re not. we could talking about our little fictional partners or whatever planning little double dates blah blah blah and then oomf could drop “well it’s sorta complicated after the time vortex” and its like time vortex? your man was in a time vortex? who put your man in a time vortex? is he. is he good or like

[bluerosefox]

Waiting... Waiting...

So... This was inspired by listening to EPIC (FREAKING LOVE ALL THE ALBUMS, SO GOOD) and by @noxcheshire post of Tim being Odysseus reincarnated and Danny (maybe also reincarnated) being his Penelope (Here) so I had to turn it into a Dead Tired idea.

The song The Challenge is the main one here. (Cause I LOVE that song... along with Would You Fall In Love With Me Again)

So WHAT IF Danny IS the reincarnated Penelope, after becoming the Ghost King Danny's memories of his past life as Penelope returns and remembers how before dying/ or being reincarnated both Penelope and Odysseus promised to find each other in their new lives, no matter who they are, what new form they take, they will find each other.

So Danny/Penelope, just like before waits for their Odysseus to return to them, but also tries to find him in their new life (CW is laughing whenever Danny asks for hints and gets a 'In due time, just wait' answer, ugh Danny wants to smack CW for that)

However just like in his previous life with being in a high position of power, Danny is being pressured to marry/take a spouse (now its not just men/males though so its a huge headache, I head canon Ghosts don't care much for gender preference) mostly by the dang eyeballs that Danny is still trying to find a way to get rid of without upsetting the Infinite Realms delicate (but slowly healing) balance even if Danny wanted nothing more than to punch all of the suitors out.

So Danny decides to play the long game again.

And waits for their Odysseus return.

Danny's wait is over when they suddenly feel the Realms shift one day, as if welcoming someone familiar home, and the same feeling Danny had when he had been Penelope and saw the storm that was sign of Odysseus coming home, Danny decides its time to bring out The Challenge once again. (CW gifted Danny a few things from his past as Penelope as a coronation gift, like Odysseus's bow (now enchanted to be unbreakable), a painting of when he was Penelope, with Telemchus, and Odysseus, and the Marriage Bed/Olive Tree, AND the Palace Odysseus made that Danny takes to being in over being at Pariah's Keep)

-x-x-

Meanwhile

Tim Drake, aka Red Robin, always had strange dreams as a child.

War, Death, Monsters, Gods, Goddesses.

His dreams were more like nightmares, haunting him and he sometimes woke up in cold sweat.

He hated storms. Hated being in the water for to long. Hated how he felt both tense but also at home when around Greek heroes, as if he was afraid to 'disrespect' them (Cassie was the only one he didn't feel that way around, mostly cause they had been somewhat friends before their heroing since their parents knew each other) but also knew how to appease them should he insult them. He also had a strange hatred for the CoO with a burning passion because he felt like they were mocking real Owls.

The worst part of nightmares that always pop up are of what feels like should be his home is being invaded by unwanted guests (they aren't guests), how they are angry over trying to string a bow and shot an arrow through axes, of the terrible terrible things he hear them saying they were going to do to his loved ones (two names that keep getting muted out).

How it ends in bloodshed with echoing of begging, pleading, mercy, and screams.

However in those nightmares at the end. He also finds himself looking for something in them.

Or rather he always found someone waiting for him at the end of the nightmares. Calling him by the wrong name but it sounds just right coming from them.

The dream always ends with the person asking 'How long has it been?' and before he can answer he wakes up.

So yeah Tim has horrifying nightmares/dreams he could never explain.

And the urge to find someone. To go home to them.

It isn't until he and his friends from Young Justice are hit by a spell from Klarion (who may or may not had a visit from a certain chaos encouraging Time Keeper) and sent to a place called the Infinite Realms in the middle of their fight, that Tim is hit hard with déjà vu when he spots a certain Palace in the distance and overhears some of the 'people?' (they glow and float and some don't even look human?! where are they?) talk about how the 'King' has issued a new 'Challenge' for his 'suitors'.

A Challenge involving a bow, and axes.

And Tim, feels like he knows this all too well and needs to do it.

[personinthepalace]

Kagami attacking Felix - Miraculous Ladybug S5

[alexsiple]

IN THE SUMMER SILENCE, I WAS GETTING VIOLENT

[juice-enjoyer]

their size difference to me. is gabriel big or v1 small? you decide

[haglover02]

oh yeah i also drew my version of william afton

[sainz100]

💙💙💫

[questionableadvice]

~ Palace Restaurant, Port Townsend Leader, March 13, 1906

Finally, an answer to the age old question. Meet you guys there on Wednesday around 6:00?

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

i think of this tweet every fucking time i watch this scene

[Video Description: A clip of two characters from the show “Dead Boy Detectives”, Charles and Edwin, walking through a forest and talking. After the clip is a screenshot of a tweet from “Might Guy” (@YOUTHBEAST) that says “why do so many guys want a girl that's "like one of the boys"??? just date one of ur boys u cowards.” //End VD.]

[TRANSCRIPT]:

- But Crystal is difficult. Wilful. Combative.

- (chuckles) Well, that sounds a lot like you, doesn’t it? Wait, maybe that’s why I like her so much! See? We’re figuring this out!

-[automated voice reading tweet] Why do so many guys want a girl that's ‘like one of the boys’? Just date one of your boys, you cowards.

[bigidiotenergytm]

Is Odysseus ready to square up or kiss the alternate versions of Poseidon?

"See, I've adopted a new philosophy in life. — If they fuck around, they'll find out."

[monpalace]

Fanfic devil (affectionate) :3

I HAVE MORE TIME THOUGHTS!!

Time is the type of guy that LOVES laying ontop of you. Resting his head on your stomach/chest while his arms are wrapped around your waist!

He loves this for a few reasons! 1, he feels as though he’s protecting you with him covering most of your body from outer harm and 2, your head scratches are the best??? You could knock this man out in a matter of seconds when you play with his hair

He honestly gets a little upset/pouty if he doesn’t get his nightly head scratches. Like you could be reading a book or doing something that is taking your attention and Time will just flop down beside you and huff.

Imagine a pouting husky, thats him

(Modern) Time in highschool/college gives jock/greaser vibes?? And imagine his s/o/crush having a more punk/alternative aesthetic?? Power couple frfr

(Modern) Time in highschool was the type of guy that, after he sent a flirty test to his crush, he’d slam his ohone down and walk away. Like hell do laps around the house at he just OVERTHINKS and blushes at how stupid that was.

Will fucking dive bomb his phone when he hears the notification ding

This could be modern or regular Time but, imagine you two are reading a mystery novel and you both are trying to solve the mystery while reading??? Like yall dead ass bought another copy of the book so you could tear it apart and put all the clues on a board

Hes so cute when he has to wear a set of reading glasses as he looks over some ‘clues.’ You give him many kisses while he has them on, and he has no idea why you random get super lovey but he’ll never complain

Time is the type of lover that loves to watch his s/o get ready in the morning. Its so domestic to him?? It reminds him that he’s more than a hero now, hes more than just his sword.

But he is also the type of lover that will lock his arms around his s/o’s waist and try to keep them home. Like, he’ll still be lying in bed and youll be at the edge if it, having come back to give him a kiss before you left, but now your just….stuck

He just straight up refuses to let you go, giggling to himself as you try and break free. You do end up on the floor at one point, just laughing as you try to crawl away from him.

He just drags your ass back up into the bed. You aint going anywhere tonight, good luck!

i also love your thoughts on this stuff so much 😭😭 got me laughing and smiling at this shit

fanfic (solar) system 🫶🏽

aren't huskies notorious for being loud and dramatic asf? you forget to massage his head one time and he just pretends to cry while spewing on about "oh so you don't love me anymore? you hate me? did you just tell me to literally sleep with the fishes? you never want to see me again in your life? you can't stand the sight of my face? you want me to fuck off and die?"

he strikes me as the type to whine when you get up and use the bathroom or get a snack like that one tiktok audio because, if time is one thing, it is clingy-- but it's amplified when he's tired

he also drools. i don't make the rules.

you make the mistake of wearing a cropped top, wearing one that raises easily, or just forgoing one altogether and there's either an unbroken line of saliva going from your belly button to your chest (he likes listening to your heart-- it reminds him you're alive) or it's just all up in your neck and pillow 😭😭

time's knowledge on anything punk/alternative is seriously lacking before meeting his s/o. he knew nothing of the style, music, beliefs, etc, etc but he got really into it once you introduced him to them

BUT IMAGINE MODERN! TIME (OR HIS S/O) OWNING A MOTORCYCLE?

he gives you his helmet whenever you both ride on his because he says he doesn't have a spare (he does) and that he just wants you to be safe. sometimes he situates you so that he's behind you while he still maneuvers/controls the bike because he's just cool like that (he practiced it a lot with his friends)-- but he also melts whenever you're in control of the bike because he gets to take the backseat and put his hands around your waist like in those movies

(he says he traded it out in college for something more "practical," but he really just has it hidden in a shed/garage somewhere. he goes in and repairs it whenever he has the time since it's so old and he's to attached to sell it)

time would send something like "i liked your shirt," and then toss his phone out a window before anxiously trying to do something productive. he tries to put off answering as long as he can so he doesn't come off as desperate but he ends up biting his nails and giving not even 45 seconds later

he squeals like a child when gets a "thank you (: i liked your jacket," before immediately over-analyzing with a little corkscrew board and everything. "should i buy something with [brand] so they'll compliment me? would they like it if i got them something with [brand] on it? is this a sign they like me or am i just being delusional"

HE'D LOOK LIKE SUCH A NERD WITH THE READING GLASSES THOUGH? imagine he actually has terrible eyesight, you take his glasses and put them on, and immediately walk into a wall or something? 😭

"woah! you might need glasses more than me lol"

"you look like a fucking mosaic and picasso painting mixed together. stop talking"

his little grandpa glasses lower his intimidation by a landslide so he rarely wears them, so it's only natural you drown him in affection. he takes it in stride (even in public) and asks why you're so obsessed with him when you wear them and you only respond with ";3c" or something

trippy i will like,, collapse and die or something 😭 character a keeping character b from leaving the bed/house is my one weakness

assumedly, time is stronger than you, right? because of that he'll definitely manhandle you back into bed with little effort, day clothes be damned-- if you keep trying to fight him even after he goes back to laying right on top of you, he uses the excuse of "i'm the goddess' chosen hero. tell them i need you for something"

"i can't do that if you keep me here."

"then i'll go in with you and tell them tomorrow," and then he doesn't. he pulls the exact same thing the very next day for the rest of the week

[bokettochild]

I just imagined something sad, imagine Four, after Legend "killed" him in the Four Sword Palace. The last color has his free mind back and sees this littrle kid with pink hait (SO YOUNG) and he recognize Legend.

A baby version of Legend, so young and so little, with so much emotions on his face (fear, devastation), unlike the Legend he knew. This boy has tears in his eyes, a light of crushing guilt in it.

maybe he has blood on him ("ho no did i almost killed him?" "i totally traumatized him" "thank Hylia he's ok")

He wants to say something, anything, to comfort him. But what could he say? This Legend is so young, maybe in his first adventure, so little (so cute)…

But at the end, he can only say "Thank Legend" because he's free.

After all this time, he's free.

Legend never hears anyone calling him like that. He doesn't understand.

Year later, when he meets the other link. He's like "ho….Ho NO" because he'll realize that what is a traumatic memory for him, what is the past for him is Four's Future. Four is condamned and he can't do anything to save him because it would (could?) mess the timeline even more that she is already.

But he grows to like Four. More and more.

And he has probably nightmares about this event of his moment. Except that it's not a dark fighter anymore. It's Four. Four who recongnized him in his last moment. Who thank him to have put a end in his suffering.

He should have done something.

If ever he had knew.

Now, maybe he could do something.

But back then he was just a terrified child who almost died and who realized that he had just killed a previous hero.

I bet a big part of him wants to save Four.

But he CAN'T damage the timeline.

But Hylia, he wants so much save him.

Welcome to the brain worms I suffer regularly!

I'm finally getting to talk about this whole thing over in The Blood of Heroes' History, but I have been running scenarios in my head regarding the Palace since I first discovered it was a thing (like, three years ago?)

I'm torn on whether or not Legend killed Four or just defeated him (is he even kill-able if he's been alive this long?) but irregardless, he's got to be Going Through It over the fact that he can't save his brother from his terrible fate without potentially jeopardizing the very existence of everyone else in the chain (except Sky) with any actions he takes, regardless of which direction he leans.

The timeline is so fragile, and he holds it in his hands, the lives of his brothers hanging off of it, and if he tips the scales too far one way, any one of them might die because of him >:)

[bklily]

Does Luka ever accidentally stumble into Adrien's Mind Palace when Marinette accidentally calls him the wrong name?

(Not trying to salt here, I think it would be hilarious)

He doesn't so much as stumble in- Luka has free access to anyone's mind whenever he wishes really.

He does use those powers for good though

[adreamfromnevermore]

You know Crystal should really invest in some airpods. Then anytime someone looks at her weird for talking to the space three feet to her left she can just wave vaguely at the airpod in her ear and they'll go about their business like nothing's happening.

Now, the topics of conversation? There's no fix for that.

[lire-casander]

For dbda25 arcana?

arcana

Edwin has noticed that Charles has been acting strangely ever since they moved back to London from Port Townsend.

At first, Edwin had chalked it up to the need Charles feels to constantly make sure that the people he cares about are safe and sound. Those first days back, Charles would follow Edwin everywhere—even into Martle’s Magic Bookshop, from which Charles had been banished in 1997 following an incident involving an ancient volume catching flames.

It takes Crystal to point out Charles’s odd behaviour for Edwin to realize how far it has come.

“Are you reading Minor Arcana?” she asks one fine Saturday morning, while sitting cross-legged on the floor of the office. She has been leafing through their mail, with Edwin’s help, while Charles has been eerily silently lounging on their couch for hours.

“Uh, no?” Charles replies. Alerted by the edginess in his voice, Edwin looks up from the mail in time to see his friend trying to hide something behind the cushions.

“When have you taken up reading something other than Playboy, anyway?” Crystal teases.

“Playboy?” Edwin asks stupidly. “What is a play boy?”

Crystal chuckles. “I’ll let Charles explain that one,” she bows out of the question elegantly. “I would’ve thought you’d go for the Hardy Boys or something.”

Edwin observes Charles’s face twitch with some indescribable feeling, so quickly disappearing that he almost misses it.

“You know you don’t have to hide that you are reading some of the books from our library,” Edwin states slowly. “I, unlike Crystal here, have tried to get you to do it for decades. I am happy you are finally getting around to some of them. Do let me know whether you have any questions.”

“I may have a couple,” Charles then says, shooting a glance at Crystal.

“I believe that’s my cue to leave,” she replies. “Don’t forget to explain what Playboy is, Charles!” she calls over her shoulder as she walks out of the office.

“I still don’t understand most of what she says,” Edwin huffs. “But she is right. You have never paid any attention to the books, despite my efforts to interest you in them.”

“Ah, well,” Charles starts eloquently. “Maybe it isn’t such a bad idea to read some of your books. In case I need to rescue you once again. And, well,” he looks away as he adds, “I’ve also thought maybe you’d reward me?”

Edwin laughs heartily but complies, approaching Charles and dropping a kiss on his forehead. “You still owe me an explanation about play boys.”

“She knows I haven’t even touched a Playboy in years,” Charles mumbles. “I’m more of an Out boy myself.”

Edwin quirks a questioning eyebrow at him.

“I’ll tell you what the hype is all about,” Charles promises. “And even show you some things from the magazines, if you let me teach you boxing.”

After that, Edwin takes up Charles on his offer to teach Edwin how to defend himself.

If only for the reward.

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