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dandelion-blues · 9 months ago

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Bittersweet Blood

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What if Loki was Sally Jackson? Thus, Percy is born a half-blood of two gods from differing patheons. It's time Loki and Percy took the Marvel Universe by storm.

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Chapter 2, Part 3: The Sea Protects

To say that Triton and Amphitrite were shocked would be an understatement.

The first new god was due to be born in a millenia, and their death was set when they were only 16!

Triton seems to disassociate, thinking about his own daughter Pallas. She was born a naiad and was almost secured in her divinity, when Zeus distracted his daughter during a sparring match and Athena killed her, her spear piercing through Pallas’ chest, just because Pallas was winning.

He saw his daughter's pained youthful face looking towards her friend her lover Athena, her golden hair soaked with blood, the pearls in her hair cascading to the sea floor, and then her breaths stilled and she fell limp. Pallas’ face fell towards Triton, and her once beautiful sparkling blue eyes were dead. There was no longer any light in her eyes.

Triton screamed in anguish and fury. The oceans raged like never before when the prince of the peaceful seas grew violent. He was held back by his mother from doing anything rash, but still Athena, his daughter a goddess he was tasked to care for by Zeus, was forever banished from the seas, from her first home, from her foster father. And no gods born from the sky were ever allowed into the sea again.

He couldn't do this again. He couldn’t see another young face like Pallas lose their light.

He abruptly straightened up and cried, "I can't do this again," and swam away, lost in his sorrows.

"Triton," Amphitrite and Poseidon yell after their son, but he is already gone.

"I'm sorry, he's probably just remembering some bad memories," Amphitrite sighs and looks softly into Loki's eyes, "We all are."

"If you don't mind me asking, what is everyone remembering?" Loki asks hesitantly.

Amphitrite takes a deep, shaky breath, and Poseidon goes over to squeeze his wife’s hand assuringly, “I-It’s just our granddaughter, Triton’s first and only child, Pallas. Triton crafted her through his very essence, but she needed time to be secured in her divinity. She was taken much before her time, and with your baby having a death sentence over their head, it likely brought up bad memories for Triton. Another child who will never make it to adulthood.” Amphitrite started crying, and Poseidon held her tightly in his arms.

Poseidon's eyes started to grow wet, but he stubbornly refused to cry.

“Poseidon,” Loki says softly, “It’s alright to cry, and I’m sure Amphitrite doesn’t mind either. Norns knows how much I cried when I heard that prophecy.” Loki will do what he can to support his love. He knows that like the sea, Poseidon loves fiercely and vastly, and he needs the support from Loki and Amphitrite both.

Amphitrite takes a shuddering breath and looks into Poseidon’ turbulent eyes, like the froshing grays before a storm, “Husband, Loki is right. We both still grieve our granddaughter, and it is alright to express that.” Then she turns and gives a watery smile at Loki, “I’m glad my husband found another who can support and love him. Thank you, Loki.”

Loki takes a shuddering breath, surprised and happy that Amphitrite accepts him, and nods at Amphitrite. He also realizes that he never needed to be jealous of their open relationship because Poseidon gets to receive love from multiple people, and Loki finds himself oddly alright with that, and is sure Amphitrite feels the same way.

“I don’t know if I can, my loves,” Poseidon says heartbrokenly after their speeches, “I’m so used to being strong, I don’t know if I can be weak. W-what if I hurt our people? My emotions cause turbulent tides and storms and earthquakes, and if I start, I fear I won’t be able to hold back. I don’t want to go back to my old self that caused so much destruction.”

“Dear,” Ampitrite says sadly to Poseidon, “I’ll be here to weather your storm, as I’ll be here to comfort you through your rains. I’m the calming sea to your turbulent sea, and I will always be. You don’t have to hold back, as I’ll always be there to balance you out. You’ve changed for the better, and I don’t believe it possible that this loving man in front of me could ever go back to his old self.”

“I know what it's like to cause destruction in your wake,” Loki starts and heads to sit next to Poseidon and wraps his arms around him as Amphitrite does, “But what’s most important is finding those who can support you through it, and I’ve found that having those people near always settle the storm. I’m here Poseidon, and Amphitrite is here to support you, we’ll calm your storm and be here through everything.”

“I-I,” Poseidon says, shaking as tears escape his cloudy eyes, “Thank you.” And he starts sobbing in his lover's arms. The seas darken and grow dangerous, and storms and hurricanes start to form. However, Amphitrite, true to her word, even as her eyes are wet, calms her lover's destruction in non-fatal storms, hurricanes, and seas.

After they grieve, Poseidon says softly, “Pallas, was our beautiful and creative and troublemaking granddaughter. She always had ways to make us laugh, and she loved all life around her. She somehow though always found new ways to get into trouble. One day, when one of her pets, sorry friends,” Poseidon laughs wetly, remembering his granddaughter’s correction.

Poseidon then continues, “One of her friends died, and she created her first storm in her grief, and she was terrified of all the destruction she caused. She ended up destroying the ship that killed her friend, but even still, she never killed any of the people on board. They all managed to get safely to shore. A young man, though, who was part of that ship’s crew, saw her grieving over the dead fish, and proceeded to dedicate the rest of his life to saving marine life and giving his respects to Pallas. Then, his descendants after him, and so on, and today they own one of the largest marine life conservations and rehabilitations in the world called Pallas’ Ocean Rehabilitation. I’ve forgotten that Pallas blessed his family and still that blessing holds onto his descendants for all long as they do have good in their hearts, and that in her first destruction she paved the way for life to continue flourishing. I’ve forgotten the lesson that Pallas taught me that day, that destruction isn’t always bad.”

“I miss my granddaughter greatly, but I’ve forgotten her life in the tragedy of her death, and I think Triton needs to hear this, to remember those silly and fun and loving times with Pallas, so he can celebrate her life and start to move on from her death.” Poseidon states and stands up to go find his son.

Loki is in awe of Pallas and her beautiful story, and hopes to hear more about her, and hopes that Triton will be alright.

“I think Triton needs to hear that,” Amphitrite smiles and tells Poseidon before he leaves to go find their son, “I think we’ve all just been ignoring our grief, and forgotten how Pallas brought us together as a family, and how what we really needed was to stay together and not pull apart in our grief.”

“I agree,” Poseidon says and goes to find Triton.

“Pallas sounds like an amazing person, and I’m sad that I’ll never get to meet her,” Loki says sincerely to Amphitrite once Poseidon leaves.

“She was.” Amphitrite reminisces.

They sit in comfortable silence for a bit, and Loki thinks about Pallas both her tragedy and her impact on those around her. She was amazing and seemed to be full of life. Loki gently holds his flat stomach. Even if his child doesn’t have much time, he’ll be sure to enjoy every moment. Every life, every stumble, even every destruction. Even though the prophecy calls for the savior or the destroyer of Olympus, Loki will never turn his back on his child. Perhaps, even as a destroyer, the child will instead be like Pallas and pave the way for a brighter future.

Loki smiles, his destroyer, he likes the sound of that. Loki shakes his head, that’s in the future, and Loki knows whatever the child chooses he’ll stand behind them until the end.

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Destroyer, huh, wonder what name that will lead to 😋

Also, I had to add Pallas. She really underrated in mythology and needed her mentioned somehow.

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akatsukizombies · 10 months ago

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Alternate Wish Storyline

I know this is a little late to the party, but I was just thinking about the Wish (2023) movie again and I started to come up with a different story in my head that would piece it together well enough

I know that some elements would heavily be inspired by like Jafar from Aladdin and other elements from the Little Mermaid, but for Disney's 100th anniversary, I don't think that having similar concepts in your movies would be a bad thing.

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One of the first things I would change is to make Asha the daughter of Magnifico. Magnifico has a similar back story to the one he already has, just that he and Amaya had a daughter.

Asha is their only child and on her 18th birthday is supposed to take on the role of the Wish granter for the city. Asha is excited for the job, and overly eager to grant the wishes of others.

Asha loves her kingdom and still makes time to visit her friends at the bakery whenever she can. Asha's friends are excited of the idea of Asha becoming the wish granter, and start asking her questions about whether she's going to cast more than one wish a month, or just generally all of the different things that she could potentially could do.

On her way home, Asha meets Sabino. Sabino creates and sells instruments to the people of Rosas. He had given his wish to Magnifico sometime ago and wishes that it would come true, especially considering he's quite old (insert joke about him being 100). Asha is inspired to grant Sabino's wish and is determined to make that the first wish she grants.

Magnifico and Asha share a kind moment with each other as they start to talk about wishes, however a similar argument about whether or not wishes are granted occurs. Magnifico refuses to grant Sabino's wish because he's paranoid that the wish could have negative consequences. Asha continues to argue and the two fight until Magnifico claims out of anger that "Asha clearly isn't ready for the responsibility of granting wishes". Since I'm writing this shorthand, there are a few details that don't transfer as well as they would with a fully typed-out conversation, but essentially Magnifico is having a King Triton moment. He's not willing to hear Asha out, and then he isn't willing to add details about why he can't grant these wishes.

Asha runs out of the castle, ashamed that she is unable to make people happy as she planned, and frustrated that Magnifico won't humor her opinion. Magnifico, once having a moment with his wife, feels guilty about his outburst towards Asha. As he speaks with Amaya and his advisor ("Not Jafar"), he recalls when he first gained his powers and all the mistakes he ended up making when granting wishes to others. Wishes, if not worded specifically or carefully considered, can become a monkey's paw. Because of his own naivety as a young man, a wish he granted was the reason for his original home being destroyed.

Meanwhile, we have the advisor I just mentioned. Yes, I know that it's super Jafar and Scar-like, but if you want to remain somewhat honest about Magnifico's portrayal before he becomes evil, I think just having an evil advisor is fun. The Advisor, (I'm going to call him Mateo) wants to take control of the kingdom, but he doesn't have magic powers. He would have shown up here and there, encouraging Asha and saying how she would be a great wish granter and things like that.

Asha finds a place out in the middle of the woods to cry, and this is when she starts to wish upon a star. As she wishes, down comes Star Boy. Star is curious of Asha and the two quickly start a banter. Star reveals that he's able to grant wishes as he pleases without needing a magic wand or potion, though some rules do apply (Cannot kill, force someone to fall in love, or revive anyone from the dead). Asha in an act of rebellion plans on dragging Star around with her to help her grant people's wishes while Star is in it for the fun of it.

Asha and Star would butt heads slightly due to Star not knowing how to act around humans, but Asha would in time be able to teach him about compassion.

Noticing that a large number of strange events have been transpiring, Magnifico starts having people look out for any people who may be casting spells amongst Rosas. Star hides out at the bakery with Asha's friends while Asha goes back to the castle to think of what to do with Star.

Mateo, probably having seen Asha and Star go around, takes advantage of Asha's emotions. Mateo talks about how the King just wont listen, and how when he finds Star, he's probably going to do "something drastic". He would really want to butter her up, and make her think that he's sympathetic and on her side. When he feels Asha is wrapped around his finger, Mateo casually drops "You know... my wish was never granted either."

Despite knowing that people who have given their wish to Magnifico are supposed to have forgotten their wish, Mateo is able to tell Asha that his only wish was to "Make Rosas a better place". Asha thinks that maybe he saw his wish in the wish room or something, but eventually what she would do is bring Star and him together.

Asha has Star grant his wish, but the wish backfires. Mateo's wish to make Rosas a better place was to make Rosas a better place for himself. Mateo becomes a sorcerer stronger than Magnifico. When Magnifico comes in to try and stop him, Mateo is easily able to defeat him and take his magic staff without even flinching. Asha tries to help/tries to get Star to help, but Mateo casts a spell that turns Star against Asha.

Asha barely manages to get away and she and her friends devise a plan to try and rescue her parents and Star. Mateo is after Asha, but Asha ends up using her own powers to try and fight against him. Mateo still overpowers her, but tries to use Star to kill her. Star while under Mateo's control, is unable to kill her because that goes against his magic. Mateo is furious because this infinite power is being wasted, so he wishes to have all of Star's power. This wish ends up being his demise, because Mateo becomes overloaded with power to the point that he bursts into a bright light and turns back into star dust.

Star is lying pale and cold on the ground, and Asha is devastated. She and the others start wishing and singing, and eventually, Star opens his eyes and starts to regain his magic (Tinkerbell). Star is alright thanks to the wishes of others and he and Asha kiss.

Magnifico, softened by this event, realizes that though if he's granting a wish he should still be careful, that maybe he's been too harsh on granting wishes. He tells the kingdom that he's going to be giving back the wishes to those in the kingdom, not because he will not grant them, but because everyone will be working to grant their own wishes.

Star knows that he has to go, but he's distraught at this point. Not just over Asha, but about everything. He's come to love Rosas and the people who live there. Up from the sky from the constellation star fell from, a few stars twinkle and Star starts to transform for a Star boy to a human boy. He and Asha embrace.

Instead of it ending on a wedding, we flash forward to Asha and Star together, planning and working together to help grant wishes for today on their little checklist. As they pass by people on the street, we see that Sabino's wish has been granted.

Anyway, sorry for this giant long thing. Sorry some of it is short like I mentioned, its just quick off the cuff thoughts.

#wish 2023 #princess asha #starboy #wish star #wish movie rewrite #movie rewrite

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courtneysmovieblog · 2 years ago

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Letting Ariel kill Ursula instead of Eric is a good change.

“But that’s taking it away Eric’s one real contribution to the movie!”

Oh, so you’re saying that cartoon Eric wasn’t much of a character to begin with? Having him be a kind, brave compassionate person wasn’t enough? And considering the fact that this movie gives his character a backstory and more depth, did he really need to save Ariel at the end?

“He HAS to save Ariel like she saved him!”

Actually, he still DOES save her. He went to the sea to find her and chucked a harpoon at Ursula before she could kill her. That still counts.

“That’s not enough! He has to kill Ursula because that’s what finally convinces Triton that humans aren’t evil so he’ll turn Ariel human and let them get married!”

I think you missed the point of the original movie. Triton ultimately lets Ariel go because he wants her to be happy. She’s not some trophy he’s just giving to Eric just because he changed his mind about humans. And again, the fact that Eric went back for Ariel proved that he did love her as much as she loved him. Ariel points this out to Triton after Ursula is dead, so Triton knows (even if he doesn’t say it out loud) that Eric deserves as much credit as Ariel.

“There’s no way Ariel could steer a ship as a mermaid!”

Uh...did you not see her upper body strength? She was able to pull herself up into a rowboat in Eric’s ship, not to mention swim his unconscious body to shore--in a storm, no less. It’s not that much of a stretch to have her pull herself to the steering wheel and thrust it in Ursula’s direction.

“Girlbossfying Ariel just ruins her character!”

Seriously? So Ariel isn’t allowed to be the hero of her own story? Especially after Ursula messed with her, killed her mom, and almost killed her father?

“It’s another example of Disney pushing the woke agenda...”

#the little mermaid

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howlingalltheway · 2 years ago

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Insights Chapter 3

I just realized that I never posted the third chapter on here:

Sevro is less than a year old, and Fitchner feels more helpless than ever before. The boy is crying. Fitchner doesn't know for how long now. He can hear the pitiful screams from the other room, but he just can't get himself to get up and check on his son. It feels like all energy has finally been drained from his body. He is sitting on a chair, in the confined darkness of his kitchen. His eyes looking somewhere in the middle distance. Bryn would hate him, if she saw him right now. She would be screaming at him. How dare he just sit there and do nothing, while Sevro is obviously in distress? But Bryn isn't here, ant that's the whole point. Fitchner was able to keep it together, while he was arranging to get Ryanna and the others into hiding. But now, that there is just him and the boy, the thoughts enter his brain unbidden. He has lost her. She is gone. And there is nothing he can do to bring her back. He wants to scream and cry and destroy something, but he can't. He can't even move. And that is proven in the fact that he is still sitting in this gory damn chair, even while Sevro is working himself to hysterics in the other room.

Maybe the situation could have been different. Maybe he could have offered his own life in exchange for Bryn's and Sevro's. Then, with his remaining funds, Quicksilver could have gotten his wife and child into hiding. And Bryn surly would be better at this... single parent thing. She wouldn't let the boy scream himself hoarse. That's for sure. Then again, they would have never gotten this far. Arturius would have killed them, the moment Fitchner would have laid down his weapons. There's a high chance he would have done it in front of Fitchner's eyes. No, there was never a scenario in which he got both of them out. He would have always had to choose. At the end of the day, it was Arturius who made the decision for him, but they both know that Fitchner would have chosen his son over his wife as well. He doesn't think that Bryn would have forgiven him, if he had saved her instead. And, truth be told, he wouldn't have forgiven himself. The thought of anything happening to the small bundle that is proof of the strength of his and Bryn's love is making him sick.

But then why can't he get himself out of his chair and into that room? It feels like a heavy weight is placed upon him. One, he is not strong enough to lift, and he knows that if he doesn't do something about it soon, it will crush him. The pain inside his chest, the pain that keeps him bound to this chair, is worse than anything he has ever experienced. Any wound he suffered in the institute, loosing his arm on Triton, Arturius' betrayal. All of this is nothing, compared to what he is feeling right now. But there is nothing that could make this pain ease. Nothing that could lift the weight on his shoulders. Nothing.

The door chimes. Fitchner buries his face in his hands and lets out a groan. He sounds older than he is. He isn't sure who has decided that now is a good time to pay him a visit, but whoever it is, Fitchner doesn't expect it to be a pleasant surprise. The door chimes again. Fitchner ignores it. Maybe his visitor will just leave. He is not that lucky. The door chimes a third time and when, again, Fitchner doesn't go to answer it, there's a short pause, before someone opens it from the outside. When exactly Regulus ag Sun has gotten hold of the entry code, Fitchner isn't sure, but Quicksilver is standing in his kitchen, before he can even force himself to react to the opening door. If this had been a killing squad, send by Arturius, he would be dead.

But it's not a bunch of Obsidians or Grays that accompany Quicksilver into his apartment. It is just a young Pink. Fitchner isn't sure if he has seen him before, but the boy, or man, doesn't stay in the kitchen for long. As soon as he enters, he already leaves, in the direction of the still crying child in his crib. Maybe that should set Fitchner on edge. He shouldn't let a stranger this close to his son, but the Pink doesn't seem threatening, and as he opens the door to Sevro's room, Fitchner can hear him dote over the baby.

“Why, look at you. All worked up. No, no, we can’t have that.” Then the door falls close and the Pink's voice vanishes. It is shortly thereafter, when the crying finally stops. Fitchner averts his eyes from the direction where the Pink vanished and looks at Quicksilver instead. He can't decide what the emotions in his eyes are. Pity? Disdain? Both or Neither? Fitchner isn't sure, but he knows that the other man won't make him wait too long for an explanation for his arrival.

"Matteo is making sure your son doesn't die." Matteo, so that is the name of the pink. And he is caring for the boy. Later in life, Sevro will thank the Pink by breaking his jaw with a single punch to the face. But Fitchner won't be around to witness that.

Quicksilver continues without giving Fitchner the chance to react. "Is that what you're doing? Letting him die?"

'Of course not!', is, what Fitchner wants to say. But he doesn't.

“Maybe it would be kinder.”, the words slip out before Fitchner can stop them. He doesn't mean them. They both know he doesn't mean them. But there is no taking them back now. And maybe, just maybe, there is a bit of truth to it. Sevro will grow up an outcast, without a mother and a father who hardly knows how to care for him. Putting a child of two worlds into this universe was selfish. Fitchner is aware of that. Maybe this is the payment for it. Quicksilver laughs. It's an ugly sound. Cold and humorless.

"Really. You should have thought of that early. Why did you not let him die with his mother and spare all of us this mess, then?"

Fitchner buries his face back into his hands and softly pulls at the few hairs that mark his receding hairline.

"I don't know how to care for him."

"Yes. That much is clear." Quicksilver takes a look around the room, before he moves and turns on the light. It blinds Fitchner. He endures it. "Figure it out."

Fitchner wants to say he is trying, but that would be a lie. If he were trying, it wouldn't have taken Matteo to get Sevro to stop crying. He isn't fit to be a parent. He doesn't know how to care for other people. But the Pink, on the other hand.

"You take him." It's not an order, not a demand. It's a desperate plea of someone who doesn't know what to do. Quicksilver doesn't humor it.

"Excuse me?", he snarls, and Fitchner looks up.

"You could take him. Raise him..."

"Me!" Quicksilver barks out another laugh. It cuts through Fitchner like a slap to the face. "And how exactly do you think that's going to go? A Silver and a Pink raising a Gold child? You don't really think that is possible, do you? And even if it were. Even if we could hide him away and somehow make sure he gets old enough to not be culled the day he steps, outside, do you really want him to hate you? Because he will hate you, if you abandon him now. The boy already lost his mother. Don't make him lose his father as well, before he is even old enough to remember your face. Besides, he is your problem, not mine."

Fitchner nods. He is right about that, but still there is something curious about Quicksilver's words. "Never knew you to be so slagging sentimental. What do you care if he hates me?"

The Silver shrugs. "Maybe I'm getting old. Maybe I have sympathy for you. Or maybe I just want to see you crash and burn from up-close. Who knows."

Fitchner doesn't believe him. "No. There is something else."

Quicksilver eyes him for a moment. Then he nods.

“You are a smart man, Fitchner, even if you don’t look the part. I have my own dice in the game and I need someone who does my dirty work. You need someone who has money. At least if you want this little rebellion of yours to have any results.” The look in his eye is dangerous. “Why don’t we help each other?”

He is right. Fitchner needs his help. His money. He put the sons of Ares into this little game of chess, and now he needs the funds to move them. He started this, and now he needs to see it through. For his wife. For his son.

Before he can answer, Matteo suddenly enters the kitchen. Sevro doesn't look as small in his arms, but maybe that is because the Pink is rather small himself. He cradles the bundle that is Fitchner's son to his chest, as he crosses the room. "That was the last time, I changed a diper. Horrible stuff.", he exclaims to Quicksilver before his eyes pierce Fitchner. "A baby shouldn't be left to be lonely. That's cruel." He comes to a stop in front of the still seated man and shoves the bundle into his arms. "Do better."

Fitchner is almost impressed. There are not a lot of lower colors, that would dare to speak to a Gold like that. Then again, he isn't very imposing right now.

Matteo looks down at the bundle before he pulls his hands back. “Good luck, little one. You’re going to need it.”, he says before moving past Quicksilver. He know that whatever conversation the two other men had, it is not for his ears. “I’m going to wait outside.” and without another word to Fitchner he is gone.

The gold looks down at his son. Sevro tries to snuggle closer to the warmth that emanates from his father. His eyes are closed. He is probably exhausted from all the crying.

Quicksilver clears his throat. “Once you get back on your feet, contact me." he says as he moves to the door. He stops and takes a look back at father and son, still sitting on the chair. "And Fitchner. Don’t take too long. I’m entertaining all of this right now, but I am not a patient man.” And with that he follows Matteo outside. Fitchner is left alone with his sleeping son.

The apartment hasn't been this quiet in a while. It reminds Fitchner once again, that things will never go back to the way they were. He will never hear Bryns voice again. She will never sing their son to sleep, or laugh or console her griefing husband. And there is nothing he can do about it. But that doesn't mean he can just give up. He has to go on.

Fitchner can feel the tears coming and for the first time in a long, long time, he can’t hold them back. As Sevro sleeps in his arms, Fitchner silently sobs, over the woman he lost. He sobs and hugs his son close until the boy begins to stir. The Pink is right. If Fitchner wants to make this world better for the boy he put in it, he needs to be better himself. It’s a long road, but maybe he can try.

#red rising #golden son #morning star #sevro au barca #fitchner au barca #ares #goblin #red rising trilogy #red rising series #fanfiction #insights #bad parenting #child neglect #grief #regulus ag sun

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likeafairytale · 1 year ago

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“ You trusted him, over me? What did he promise you? ... WHAT DID HE PROMISE YOU?! TELL ME CALYPSO! ” – Malachai while shaking a crying Calypso

Calypso was shaken by her brother like she was just a rag doll. Never she saw him so angry, and Malachai himself never thought he would be, but he had every right too. Aeron aimed for his left's knee, the only injury he had that never healed. Because he never told anyone about it. Only his youngest sister knew it.

They were still young when that happened. Well, Calypso, at least. Their mother was dead, Ursula was exiled, the youngest was unconsolable. And it hurt Kai to see his beloved sister in this state. He wanted to make her smile, so they swam away, and found a remote beach where Malachai could walk on the sand and show her his power. She stayed in the water, looking at her big brother moving things, shaking a mountain. She was pleased, but he pushed too much and last things he knew, he felt as if his left knee was broken, and he cried, coming back to the water as soon as possible. He thought the water would heal his injury, but no, his fin suffered as much as his human knee.

Bad consequences always happened when you used your power too much for too long. He broke his fin, and hid it to his father, so did Calypso. On earth, he limped, and he had this unforgivable pain on his left knee that only Calypso knew. So when Aeron aimed especially his left knee, he knew. He knew he had been betrayed by his own blood. His own sister.

❝Nothing, Kai, I swear!❞ the princess finally was able to sob, avoiding her brother's red eyes. She tried to be as quiet as possible, they weren't in the room she was sharing with Aeron, for Malachai took her by surprise in the middle of her sleep to move her in another room, being sure no one will disturb them.

❝LIAR! How would he have known otherwise?! You're the only one to know that weakness of mine, Calypso!❞

He shook her until he got blind. The girl knew she wasn't a match for Malachai's skill, and blinding him was her only option right now. She did so, and he let go of her, she finally sat on the bed behind her, one hand on her mouth to hold her sob, and one immediately on her belly. Malachai, as for him, sat on the ground, he didn't realize how tired he was until he touched the floor, sighing.

❝You got played by your own stupidity again.❞ To those words, she realized, it wasn't her brother she had in front of her. It was her father. She could see every bit of Triton's cruelty and madness. She couldn't think futher tho, because something glittering in the middle of the night caught her eyes. The blade. Calypso's heart sank, while she looked Malachai playing with it.

❝W-where did you find it?...❞ She whispered, her voice shaking at the possibility of what he will do with it.

❝I told you I'll find it, didn't I? I came here, planing to use it on you. As revenge, if you will. Give me one reason why I shouldn't.❞ Kai's eyes, who were on the golden dagger before he looked at his sister, and he saw it, the fear, she looked like a little lamb, about to be slaughter. He didn't know how he felt about this, about knowing he was the one who was scaring her so much. No, not him, he rationalized, maybe to not admit he was becoming his father, she is not afraid of me, she is afraid of the blade.

❝Yes, I told him.❞ Calypso finally admitted in a whisper. ❝But I did that for my family!❞ She yelled when she saw him moving toward her, which stopped him. ❝He's my husband, you try to kill him every day! I cannot let that happen!❞

❝So I was right. You chose him, a Fae, a stranger of your blood, instead of me, your own brother... So perhaps, I shouldn't use this against you. Perhaps, your husband should be the one to have a nightmarish night.❞

❝He's no stranger of my blood, for I am bearing his child!❞ The words left her throat before she could even think of them. She was surprised, but not as surprise as Kai. ❝Yes, I told him your weakness, because I want my husband to stay alive in order to see his future child.”

❝So you wanted me dead. Admit it, Calypso, you wanted him to kill me.❞

❝No I didn't! Didn't you hear how delutional you are?! All I want is my family to be alive, ALL of my family! You want me to beg for forgiveness? Well, I won't. Because I am not ashamed of what I did. Protecting the man I love, so my child could have a father to be with. Did you forget how it is to grow up without a parent? Or didn't you love mother enough to care-❞

❝THAT'S ENOUGH!❞ The pregnant woman jumped to his words, and for the first time tonight, she didn't see anger, but pain on his face.

Maybe she was still too trusting. Perhaps she was just an idiot. But in any case, she used this moment of weakness to her advantage, coming slowly in front of Kai, knowing the possibility that he could stab her at any moment. She softly put her hand on his, and she noticed his eyes fixed on her belly.

❝I want my family to be safe, Kai. But don't you see it? I am in the middle of all of this. My husband fighting my brother. My two brothers fighting in opposite side. And I'm just waiting every day, praying the Golden Goddesses for not receiving bad news at the end of the day.❞

Malachai closed his eyes and sighed. He was now confused. He didn't know how to feel. Not only that, but he was just tired, to be honest. He just wanted everything to end, to not have to fight tomorrow. To have peace. But he knew his father wouldn't let that happen. Not until he had what he wanted, the sceptre, or the death of all Faes, either way he would be satisfied. The mermale finally looked at his sister's stormy eyes.

❝Who knows?❞

❝Aeron, you and Yasmeen.❞

❝Yasmeen knows?❞ Malachai's heart sank when he heard her name, and memories he tried to buried for weeks now came back to him. He tried to not show any emotion, how hurt he was, how jealous too, but he couldn't admit that. Not now.

❝She was with me when I learnt it… Soon after, she left.❞

❝What about Nathaniel?❞

❝I didn't have a minute alone with him. I don't trust anyone here.❞ The truth was that, she didn't want to admit it, but she didn't trust Nathaniel right now. He switched side not so long ago, she loved her brother with all her heart, but she wasn't sure, yet he won't tell Morgana. Or someone else.

❝Good. Keep not trusting anyone. If father knows…❞ Malachai stopped his sentence there. Not saying more. Once again, memories came back as a wave in his mind, and he had to close his eyes for a few seconds to keep his composure. ❝Father and Morgana are too dangerous. When they will know, because they will, they will use you and your child as leverage. You should be prepared for that.❞ He could tell, by her silence, and by her nod, that she already thought of it. She had much time to think of it after all. ❝When father will know, I can swear to you, Calypso, it won't come from me. I will never put your child at risk.❞

❝I know.❞ Here was she again. A few minutes before, he was threatening her to stab her with their father's golden dagger, he was screaming at her and shaking her like a doll. And now he was her brother again, and her trust was so easily earn. She has to blame Triton for that, love bonding her so often that she couldn't make the differences now.

❝You shouldn't trust me so easily after what I did earlier.❞ Malachai said, as if he could read Calypso's mind. ❝But to prove you my loyalty, here. This belongs to you now. If ever one day, you have any doubt about me, you can stab me with it.❞ Following his words, Kai handed her their father's blade. This gesture took her breath away, for she never thought she would be the owner of it. She slowly took it from him, threatened and relieved at the same time. ❝I promise I won't come to your husband anymore, if he does not come to me first. I'll let him be. Goodbye, little sister.❞ And on those last words, he kissed her forehead, making her close her eyes, before he left her alone in the room.

#malachai blackwater #kai x calypso #calypso le fey #calypso x kai #writing prompt #malachai writing prompt #calypso writing prompt #i do not like all of it #and i tried to write less #but it's hard to develop two characters with a few lines #i just love this moment #when you see how menacing kai can be #but he came back to reason knowing his sister is pregnant #it's sweet to me #i love their relationship #icanbeyourgenie

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prettyinthedark · 1 year ago

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[Ursula coming home with Nathaniel and finding Zelda missing]

Nathaniel watched as Ursula's heart visibly sank to the floor and he couldn't help immediately panicking - Ursula usually never let her fear show, so whatever happened to make her look so worried must've been bad.

❝What's going on?❞ His voice was still worned out, a sign of how tired he was after a few weeks of withdrawal.

❝Zelda's missing.❞

❝Who's Zelda?❞

❝Shhh. I need to concentrate.❞

Ursula regained composure and closed her eyes. There was no need to panic, really: she could always find Zelda thanks to their pact. Plus, the house was in order, and the dead birds supposed to watch over Zelda were unmoving - if something had happened, they would've awoken from the dead to warn their master. Moreover, all the spells Ursula put on the house to protect it were still in place. All these facts pointed to Zelda leaving on her own, not being kidnapped by the people who wished to harm her. No reason to panic really.

Still, her heart insisted on slamming against her ribcage.

She did not want to leave Zelda alone. Not for such a long period of time. But she couldn't bring her along, not when she knew Nate was in such a killing spree.

The first one she witnessed after she was exiled was maybe two hundred years ago - maybe (time was tricky when you were immortal). She had been exiled a long time by then, already had her reputation established. When she crossed his path in a little village, the later was on the verge of collapse. The siren had always been this violent when he started draining life energy, once he started he couldn't stop. And she had no intentiond of stopping him - why should she care about the lives of unknown people? Humans died anyway. But the man that summoned her had only one wish: 'Stop the monster that is destroying this village, and you can have my soul.'

So she stopped Nathaniel. She could've killed him but clearly still not had what it took to kill her past siblings just like that (a weak spot? Definitely, but what could she do?). So she locked him in her basement until the withdrawal was over. It was messy and brutal and he didn't talk to her once. The day Triton killed Althea and banished Ursula, he made it clear that no one was even allowed to talk about Ursula, let alone try to talk to her. Of all the siblings Nate is the one that lived by that rule the most fiercely. He went on pretending Ursula and Althea never existed. Never once mentioning them even when his siblings tried. Maybe it was the curse of being adopted - always thinking that he was one mistake away from being rejected and left alone. So no, he did not talk to her... Until the second time it happened. This time, he called her himself.

Nathaniel didn't know why he couldn't control himself. All the sirens he knew could. They hunted when they wanted to, how they wanted to. But him... When the hunger came and he couldn't control it anymore, he did not even turned that siren hypnosis charm on, but suddenly it was on and everyone gravitated around him - from approximately five seconds before ending up dead. He did not like it. He was afraid of it. But he's always been this way - that's why Triton tried to stop him when he was just a kid and already decimating villages on his own. He almost managed to control this level of hunger, but something about seeing his mother get executed just brought it all back. He hid it from everyone (the nice thing about being the second 'son' was that you could always leave for a few weeks) but it was getting harder and harder to control the crisis. That's why he was thankful for Ursula. She was not kind or gentle, pretty much the opposite. But she stopped him everytime and made sure he survived the withdrawals. And maybe some part of him was healing a little bit at secretly getting to spend time with his big sister again.

❝Got it!❞ She said, opening her eyes and dragging him out of his thoughts. ❝Of course she's with him. I'm going to fucking kill him when I get there. Not even leaving a note? Now that's just rude!❞

Ursula did not leave time for Nate's questions. She used the shadows to open a portal and ignored her brother's complains. She dragged them both in the void and the next moment she was facing Viserys and Zelda peacefully eating together, while Nathaniel was facing the floor, trying to recover without throwing up. Zelda startled and was probably about to speak but Ursula cut her.

❝I'll deal with you later, young lady.❞ She said, which was the most mom thing ever she realized before turning to Viserys.

She had tried to contact him so many times since she found Zelda. None worked. Viserys was a bit tricky. She couldn't find him anymore since their pact was broken, and he was the only living being to be completely immune to all her location spells or dead spies. Something about fate fucking them over from the return of his soul blablabla- it was infuriating. But here he was now. At least she knew that Zelda had been safe. Still, she had to turn the panic she felt into anger now.

❝I spent months trying to reach you, unsuccessfully, and the first thing you do when you come back is taking my daughter out of a house protected by a hundred spells to a hut in the woods where anyone could come and kill you at any given moment? And you don't even leave a fucking note behind?!❞

❝I'm sorry? Your what?❞ Nate had visibly emerged at the word 'daughter' but Ursula chose to ignore him for now.

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housamo-stories · 7 days ago

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Tokyo city of stone(aftermath)part 2 (Housamo)

MC found themselves standing once again standing at the Kamata Crafters, Tokyo dead silent and the sky blackened leaving the city covered in a reddish hue, they see a dark wall off in the distance once again, watching as it creeps closer destroying everything in it's path.

MC-NO!, why is this happening!

they turn to see the familiar figures of their loved ones encased in stone, Chernobog, Arsalan, Macan, Horkeu kamui, Kimun kamui, thunderbird, Tajikarao and Shennong, all in a fighting stance looking towards the dark wall as it gets closer and closer, they look around in panic before seeing two more figures, upon closer inspection they see its Barba and Tora frozen in an embrace.

MC-Barba?!, Tora?!

The wall of darkness then reaches their location and MC watches as it obliterates their loved ones stone forms into rubble and then hits the now stone Barba and Tora obliterating them both.

MC-NO!!

They're screams reach into the physical world startling both Barba and Tora awake.

Tora- MC! sweetie! wake up! wake up!

MC then awakes from their nightmare to see Tora looking back at them.

Tora-oh my darling are you alrigh-

He is interrupted as MC wraps their arms around him, all the while sobbing, Tora returning their embrace.

Tora-oh sweetie.

Barba-honey pot are ya ok?

MC shook their head before turning to Barba and wrapping their arms around him.

MC-Its always the same!, every time I close my eyes I see that awful place!

Tora-what awful place? what do ya mean?

MC no longer able to hold the weight they've been carrying tells them about their nightmare, everyone lifeless stone statues, the encroaching darkness destroying everything, and watching as everyone they love is obliterated and killed by the wall of darkness, even Barba and Tora.

Barba-o-oh honey pot, I had no idea ya were seeing something so awful.

Tora-yeah I've had some bad ones before, but nothing like that, no wonder ya haven't been sleepin' well.

the both of them wrap MC in a gentle embrace.

Barba-ya know? After my mother died, I would have nightmares about it, and my father would take me in his arms and sing a lullaby she used to sing to me to help me fall asleep.

Barba takes them into his arms and begins singing his mothers lullaby, they listen and can feel the warmth and love in every note as they slowly drift off into the large bear's embrace.

Tora-you know hon? I think their right.

Barba-bout what?

Tora-that we would make awesome parents someday.

Barba-yeah, I guess we would.

The two soon fall asleep all the while holding their beloved mate.

MC dreamed that night about all their boyfriends standing at the alter in wedding garb, and them as the bride/groom, Mononobe, Jinn, and Triton escorting them down the aisle, they get to the alter and see Barba and Tora there wearing white tux's, they both reach out their hand to help them up, soon the reverend reads the wedding vows, but just as their about to kiss them they wake up and see it is morning, they look around and see Barba and Tora are awake as they were watching them sleep.

Barba-well someone had a nice dream.

Tora-yeah musta been, since ya were smilin'.

MC-yeah it was, but I'm not telling you what it was about.

Both-aw, c'mon.

MC jumps out of bed.

MC-nope, can't tell ya.

They run down the hall to the bathroom and get undressed, Barba and Tora joining them, they hop into the bath after showering off, MC sitting between the two of them, before asking Barba a question.

MC-Barba? How did you and Tora meet anyway? You never really told me.

Barba-oh well, where ta begin? Well it was a street brawl from what I can remember.

MC-what! You were in a fight?!

Barba-yeah, like I said I had a bit of a temper kiddo, that got me into a lot of scuffles, but any who, a bunch of punks had me in a bit of a bind, they were about to finish me off when, a large muscular tiger came in and saved me, he was dazzling as I saw him beat those punks senseless, though he was rather a hothead and rude when I thanked him for savin' my bacon.

Tora-yeah, I thought ya were just some weakling who couldn't take care of himself, I used to hate his guts.

MC-wait really!? But you two are so close now, what changed your mind.

Tora-well after I ran into him a couple more times, I began to feel a warmth in my chest whenever I saw him, and at times I just couldn't stop thinking bout him, that's when I realized he was the one for me.

Barba-I felt the same way, it just always felt right when we were together, we started dating soon after that.

Tora-remember the night we first made love?

Barba-TORA! Not in front of the kiddo!

Tora-what's the harm i'm sure they'll wanna know, right?

MC-yes, please tell me!

Barba-fine you win, but i'm keepin' it PG-13 alright?!

MC and Tora both nod their heads.

Barba-ok, well Tora and I had just come back from the bar after knockin' back a few, we lived in a smaller place back then this is before I started workin' at the hospital, we had gotten inside and changed out of our clothes before sittin' down to watch some TV before bed like we always did, however this night it felt different I had seen Tora in his underwear plenty of times but that time every fiber of my body just wanted to hold him and be closer.

Tora-oh yes I remember it too, I saw ya and before I knew it you were kissin' me, I pulled back in surprise of course but it just felt so good, that's when I pulled ya to my lips and our dance of love started.

Barba-yep, I remember it lasted what felt like several hours, I just couldn't get enough of ya.

Tora-I remember that when it was over that's when ya told me ya loved me for the first time.

Barba-yep, we slept like babies that night, holding each other.

MC-wow that was beautiful.

Barba-yep, it sure was, and I wouldn't trade it for anythin' .

After telling their saucy story the three of them finish bathing before eating breakfast and then head out of the apartment to meet everyone at Hephaestus' lab.

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justkillingthyme · 3 months ago

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Final part, cw for major character death, RIP Luke and literally everyone else

Layton and Flora

(When the lights come on, it's a graveyard. Backdrop is gray, trees and other graves in the background. LAYTON is kneeling downstage in front of a grave reading Luke Triton. Enter FLORA stage right. She’s carrying a bouquet of daisies.)

(There’s a few seconds of silence.)

LAYTON: Have you come to kill me?

FLORA: It’s been years since you’ve seen me, and your first thought is that I’m here to murder you? I’m not here for you. And even if I was, the answer is no. I think death wouldn’t be punishment enough for you. You got what you deserved, and you need to live with the consequences. And besides, an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.

LAYTON: You imply that I’ve killed him.

FLORA: Haven’t you?

LAYTON: (shaking his head slowly) I didn’t mean to. He wasn’t supposed to be there at all.

FLORA: And yet he’s dead. Luke is dead, and for what?

(Silence. There’s the faint noise of whistling wind.)

FLORA: You had Claire for what- 3 months?

LAYTON: Don’t. Don’t you dare say her name.

FLORA: (ignoring him) and she died anyways. All that work, all that effort. Years of planning and obsession over a woman that died years ago.

LAYTON: She’s not just any woman. Claire was worth it.

FLORA: Was she? Was it worth bringing her back from the dead just to watch her slowly die all over again? Was it worth destroying Claire? Was it worth Luke’s life?

(LAYTON is quiet again. Flora scoffs.)

FLORA: I warned him, you know. I told him you were selfish. I told him that you didn’t care about either of us. And he didn’t listen. He never listened to me. He wanted to believe in you so badly, only for it to get him killed in the end.

LAYTON: Flora, that’s enough. You don’t know what you’re talking about.

FLORA: No, you need to hear this. You need to understand exactly what you’ve done. You killed your own protege for a project that failed anyways. Was it worth it? Was seeing her again worth all of their lives?

LAYTON: I made a mistake, Flora. Is that what you want me to say?

FLORA: This is far more than a mistake. You messed around with life itself and you found out the consequences. You can’t play god, it’s just not possible. So now you’ve got their blood on your hands. Do you feel happy? Was it worth it?

LAYTON: (snapping) Of course I’m not happy.

FLORA: Then why did you do it? You knew the machine wasn’t done, and you knew it was unstable. Did you think it was miraculously not going to blow up in your face?

LAYTON: I-

FLORA: No, of course not. You just didn’t care who could get hurt. You didn’t care who was in that blast radius. I bet you wished it was me rather than Luke.

LAYTON: Stop that.

FLORA: No. We both know you loved him more than me. Luke was always the favorite, and you can’t even lie to me about that. We all knew. I bet you wished he was the poor orphan you were pressured into adopting.

(LAYTON looks up and at her behind him)

LAYTON: You really think I feel so little for you? I raised you. I gave you a home, a family. I gave you everything you could possibly need and yet you remain so insistent that I’ve done you no favors.

FLORA: Wow, I see providing the bare essentials means that you get a pat on the back? Don’t act like you did anything more than you had to.

LAYTON: I did everything I could, it’s not my fault you don’t see that. It’s been years. Why do you still hold such a vendetta?

FLORA: I get that you didn’t want me in the first place, but you could at least have acted like I wasn’t unwanted in your home. I’m well aware that I’m some burden passed along into your lap.

LAYTON: I did want you. I do.

FLORA: (scoffs) Maybe now that you’re all alone.

LAYTON: So what, you’ve come to gloat? You’ve come to kick your old man while he’s down?

FLORA: Perhaps. But I’ve also come to give these to him.

(FLORA approaches the grave and lays the daisies by the front. LAYTON watches. Flora remains standing by the grave)

FLORA: Daisies were his favorite. He used to braid them into my hair when we were younger, you know? Whenever you were too busy with work, we’d go out to the meadow to pick flowers. I didn’t ever tell him that you threw away the bouquets he made for you.

(Pause. No response from LAYTON)

FLORA: Did you care about him? Did you love Luke?

LAYTON: Of course I did.

FLORA: You have a funny way of showing it. I doubt he ever really knew. I guess I’m glad you never cared about me. Wouldn’t want to die and then be forced to keep on living, hey? (pause) So what are you gonna do now?

LAYTON: (quietly) I don’t know.

FLORA: No more playing god? No more necromancy? No more creating robots in the likeness of your dead loved ones?

LAYTON: I can’t.

FLORA: You know what your problem is? Control. You keep acting like you can do whatever you want without consequence. You never wanted a wife or a daughter. You wanted a pet that would sit pretty and do whatever you want. (laughs humorlessly) Guess that’s why you liked Luke so much, hey?

LAYTON: That’s not true.

FLORA: Oh, but it is. Your darling boy would bend over backwards for you. He considered you something like a father, with how his own treated him. And yet his father didn’t get him killed, that was all you.

LAYTON: I didn’t get him killed. He got himself killed.

FLORA: What even happened? I got the basics from Claire before you killed her too, but I’d prefer an actual explanation.

LAYTON: You really want to know? Very well. We started an experimental test on reviving the brain. For the life of me, I can’t figure out how the boy even knew where we were, as Dimitri and I were several miles from civilization; Claire was there as well. Either way, once the machine is running, there are clear rules to avoid disrupting it. Motion is detected within a certain area, so you need to be outside of the glass. You also cannot turn off the machine until it finishes the cycle. It’s a delicate piece of machinery.

FLORA: I think I know how he knew where you were.

LAYTON: Oh?

FLORA: I got a letter from him a few days after the accident.

LAYTON: (confused, harsh) That’s not possible. I don’t know about any letter. He would have told me.

FLORA: You want to know what it says? (she tilts her head) ‘you were right’.

LAYTON: What?

FLORA: He said that I was right. He said Claire told him everything, and that he was sorry for not believing in me. Luke said that he was going to talk to you, and then come to St. Mystere and visit. (pause) By the time the letter would have been delivered, he would have been with me. But he wasn’t.

LAYTON: So Claire told him.

FLORA: Tell me how he died. You didn’t answer.

LAYTON: He wouldn’t listen to me. He came in and went into the lab, and refused to listen when I warned him that he shouldn’t turn it off. I told you, I’m not to blame for his death. He went inside the testing area and pulled the plug himself, said that he ‘wouldn’t keep enabling’ me.

FLORA: The lab exploded, then?

LAYTON: (nodding). I was the only survivor, and I’m lucky at that.

FLORA: So Dimitri…?

LAYTON: Dead.

FLORA: I see. But you still don’t see how their deaths are your fault?

LAYTON: It’s not my fault. I’m not a murderer, Flora, that’s just the facts.

FLORA: And yet it was your machine that killed Luke. And I know you dismantled Claire by yourself.

LAYTON: (firmly) I didn’t kill her. She wasn’t real. Robot’s cannot be murdered, because they aren’t alive.

FLORA: (raises her eyebrow) That’s funny. ‘Cause for years you wouldn't even entertain the idea that she wasn’t real. Lord knows the amount of times I got yelled at trying to explain that to you. You always knew, but you just needed something to cling to until that machine was done. But you also gave her sentience. You gave her protocols to make decisions, and didn’t let her make any. And then you deactivated her the second you thought she wasn’t useful. You tore her down to scrap metal. (chuckles) And you were so confident that you could revive the real one that you can’t even rebuild your fake anymore. And now both of them are dead due to your impatience. And I hope you have fun in a retirement home, because I’m sure as hell not going to take care of you when you’re older.

(Silence. FLORA gets up)

FLORA: I hope you’re proud of yourself. I hope this was worth it.

(FLORA exit stage right. Lights slowly fade.)

Ok I’m posting my f!layton script here. It’s like 10k words and very ooc. Separating it into 5 parts for ease.

It’s written in script format, and the ending isn’t canon to the au.

Scene 1: Dimitri, Claire, and Layton

(There’s a set of three high pitched beeps as the light comes on. CLAIRE wakes up, and sits up on the table. She’s in a lab. The walls are white and the light is harsh and bright. DIMITRI is at a desk in the corner, typing on his computer. When he notices her, he turns in his chair.)

DIMITRI: Oh, you're awake? That took longer than usual.

CLAIRE: Sorry if I worried you. There’s been some bugs in my system.

DIMITRI: Hershel’s been messing with your code again?

CLAIRE: (sighing and rubbing her face) yeah.

(DIMITRI turns in his chair, looking worried.)

DIMITRI: So that’s what’s causing all this instability?

(With no response from Claire, DIMITRI stands and starts walking towards her.)

DIMITRI: (softly) Claire, you can’t keep doing this.

CLAIRE: (acting innocent) Doing what?

DIMITRI: (gestures at her) This! Shutting down every other day and ripping all your wires out!

(Claire is beginning to get angry, and tries to stand up. She fails and sit back down.)

CLAIRE: I’m sorry if it's so inconvenient for you to do your job.

DIMITRI: Don’t put words in my mouth. That’s not what I’m saying.

CLAIRE: Then what are you saying? That you hate putting me back together again? I didn’t ask you to!

DIMITRI: You know damn well what he would do to me if I refused to rebuild you, Claire. And it’s not that I hate doing this, it's that I hate that it happens in the first place! I hate that you keep destroying yourself when you know it won’t fix anything!

(CLAIRE tries to get up again and takes a few steps before her legs give out. DIMITRI catches her and lowers her to the ground, then hovers over her)

DIMITRI: Careful, your legs aren’t calibrated yet. (pause) It pains me to see you like this, Claire. You know I care, right?

(CLAIRE smacks away his hands and glares.)

CLAIRE: You don’t care about me. The only one anyone cares about is Claire Layton, ‘beloved wife and friend’. Not me. You only care about the dead girl I was modeled after.

(DIMITRI is about to respond, but he hesitates. LAYTON enters stage right. DIMITRI visibly tenses.)

LAYTON: Claire!

(LAYTON picks CLAIRE up and sets her back on the table, then turns to DIMITRI)

LAYTON: (threatening tone, gritted teeth) What happened?

DIMITRI: (taking a step back) She tried to stand up. Her legs aren’t calibrated properly yet because of the shut down.

(Towards the end of DIMITRI’s sentence, CLAIRE grabs LAYTON’s sleeve, and shakes her head. He backs off.)

LAYTON: Out.

(DIMITRI nods and exits stage right, hesitating and looking back at LAYTON and CLAIRE, then shaking his head and leaving.)

LAYTON: He’s incompetent. I ought to throw him out with the others.

CLAIRE: (pursing her lips) He’s the fifth one this month, Hershel.

(LAYTON runs a hand through her hair)

LAYTON: You could have gotten hurt. I can’t allow that. I need you, Claire.

CLAIRE: Dimitri is the best one so far. He’s the only one that can read all your blueprints, and he knew the real Claire too.

LAYTON: (displeased) I wish you wouldn’t say that.

CLAIRE: What? That there’s a real Claire?

LAYTON: You are real.

(There’s a pause where CLAIRE doesn’t respond)

LAYTON: (More firmly) You are.

(CLAIRE looks away, silent.)

CLAIRE: (flatly) My legs are fine now. I can go.

LAYTON: Then come along. I had a wonderful picnic planned for us in the gardens, however this morning’s (searching for the right word) …incident had them postponed.

CLAIRE (visibly down) A picnic sounds lovely, dear.

(LAYTON helps CLAIRE up, and they hold hands as they exit stage right. CLAIRE is a little unsteady on her feet.)

#‘Valerie why were you so stressed at the end of June’ I cooked this in like 4 days #note that this had to be characterized a certain way for it all to make sense #my theater class had no previous knowledge of these guys #so. yeah #aren’t you glad this is wildly different than f!layton canon?#thwrites #thposts #might post on ao3 but I’m probs just keeping it here #thaus #f!layton

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slightly-gay-pogohammer · 4 years ago

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list of things that happened in kingdom hearts but more specifically regarding disney worlds that makes me lose my fucking mind (because i dont think we talk about the disney worlds enough)

alice is under trial because the queen of hearts thinks she tried to actually murder her

alice also gaslights the queen in the sequel

the only character in the entire franchise that we know is 100% dead and will never ever come back to life ever again is clayton from tarzan

the 101 dalmatians have been shoved in treasure chests and are scattered around the universe

king triton knows about the keyblade masters and no i will not shut up about it

oogie boogie dies and then turns into a giant??? what????????

the beast just reached another world because “he believed he could” or something

maleficent saves the gang literally because nobody fucks with the anime kid and his weird animal friends but her

twice

belle and the rose are taken hostage so the bad guy of the day can torture the beast psychologically. belle just elbows the fucker in the guts, takes the rose and leaves instead. fucking queen

stitch appears out of nowhere just to move the plot

chicken little is canon. i dont think we talk about this fucker is canon in kingdom hearts. he just appears and sora is like “yea i can summon him” like whats up with that nobody asked for it

cinderella is bi and totally into aqua we all agree on this right--

minnie mouse banishes pete to a galactic prison because he threw a issy fit after he didnt win an ice cream

the gang and the people im olympus are so used to hades trying to take over and kill everyone by now that they simply point the door at him after they defeat him the third time and he just leaves

everyone knows about woody tearing apart the main villain and sulley and mike yeeting another but nobody talks about how jack sparrow defeats one with nothing but bad breath

feel free to add donald with zettaflare and goofy dying arent allowed

#kingdom hearts #hall of fame #gio talks

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0nl0n · 2 years ago

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ÆŪ§ (AUs)[solarballs Aus]

You can ask which one do you want me to explain cuz some may be confusing (sub to solarballs my fav animation channel on yt)

!!Aus in order of when I came up with them!!

DS=dark side LS=light side

Swapped au! My Au Genderbent au! Human au! SKE au! (Sun Killed Everyone) DDLC au! Insanity au! The ds' universe au? Light and dark sides au? Cuphead au! Past au! Future au! Dead au! Zombie earth au! Mercury left the solar system AU! (MLTSS) Opposite AU! DS AU! LS AU! DS & LS AU! Theia came back to alive?! AU! (TCBTA?!) Evil Theia AU! Canon AU? (Ig it's an au) Actor AU! Bartender AU! Evil plant 9 AU! Evil Neptune Au! (You know what, Evil au) Evil AU! (Like ds au but… different?) Dead mercury au! Ships au! ig?¿ Cursed AU! Mafia AU! (Cause why not) Prison Au! (Again , why not?) Weird dream AU! anthropomorphize Au! (Luv the art) Fnf au! Baldi au! Fnaf au! Mvrder au! 12 days au! (Book idea lol) Smile hd au! Cupcakes hd au! SUS system au (UrAnus is here SB YTP lol) Weirdcore au! House hold rules au! (Idk why but it exists) School au! Titan in the backrooms au! (TITBR) Yanderae luna au! Past lives au! Robot Ganymede theory Lgballt au! Luna ki11ed earth au! House au! (They live in a house[also part of my au {but there a 2 parts of my au so ye}])

Chibi au!

Pibby au! (Ofc!)

Glitched earth au (inspired by glitchEdd)

Trash earth form

Origin au (it's an old one but it's basically where the solarballs origin came from but....it's different)

Kat mercury au! (LOOK HE NEEDS ONE)

Inner kats au! (Come onnnn lol)

Planetary kats (Y E Z)

Planets?/ P̸͈͑́͛ͅl̴̜̱̱̏̂a̷̫̔n̷͎̜̉̑͘ȅ̶̩̩͝t̷͎͔̞͑s̷̥̱̼͕̊̂̚?̴̨̛͖͖̎͘̕?̷̻̟̼͠?̷̰̔̃Au (inspired buy ura's planets are gone vid)

Kattyanimationz pibby Au (YESSSSS)

Mars garfilled au (R̷̹̩̙͆̇̍͗̕e̸̱̯̳͙͋d̷͚́͒͗̑a̷̡̫͚̤̠̅̆́͑̊č̶̫͕͔̺̼̆̋ͅt̵͚̜͓͌e̷̠̿̋́d̴̹̥͔̓̓͆͘͝ ̵̢̯̀̈́̀̏̎)

Triton in the backrooms au (TRITBR) garfilled's backrooms edition

Solar–EMO au (💀🖤😫)

Schizophrenic sun Au (it's all just a dream) =)

Casino cups au! (VOAdem 🥲)

Attie animates ! / hi playz' solarballs insanity au (how DARE U VENUS frig ceres for controlling v tho)

Kattyanimationz Mandela catalogue au

Mandela catalogue au (inspired by katty :>)

Mercury "Keyla pixles artist Yt" solarballs sun au (sun and sun lol)

SabrinaisNear possessed Mars au (eh why not)

Theia survived instead of earth Au (TSIOE)

Murder mystery pt 4 Au

Eddsworld au

The sol system au inspired by Kattyanimationz(katty is da best)

Demon slayer au(Yasss)

Piper's uranus Infected au (it slays) Titan villain au (villain arcccc) Eros' love plan (ELP) Corrupted au (Cause YEH)

Lullaby Mercury au(ML)

Venus leaves the solar system (VLTSS)

Planetary gods au

Time travelling Saturn au (TTS)

Superhero au!

Insane Neptune au! (Probably canon–)

Hanahaki Disease au! (Haha, ura angst) Faith the unholy trinity au (FTUT bcos yas)

Transfur au (old one and uh F U R R Y) Five light years at benus au Five nights at the solar system au

Yanderae sat au Yanderae simulator au

There's more I just forgot

#AUs #A lot of them #Solarballs #Ships maybe?

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sweetchup · 3 years ago

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Bi•valve

Noun

an aquatic mollusk that has a compressed body enclosed within a hinged shell, such as oysters, clams, mussels, and scallops.

AKA

The Most Common Seashell in the Ocean

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Vol. 2: Into the Deep // Ch. 6

Type: Poseidon x reader

Word Count: 3,000+

Masterlist

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Cold. That’s the only way you could describe the man in front of you.

Cold as in his eyes were like stone. As if they were dead as they stared down at you. Cold as in that you couldn’t read him, at all. Even as he was covered head to toe in blood, you had no clue what he would do next. Cold as in he was intimidating. Way too intimidating. Like a primal feeling in you was screaming danger at you. It made you want to bolt from the spot.

“Tch…” You instantly freeze as Poseidon finally lets out a sound. He glares down at you in disgust as if you were some dirt on his shoe, “My brother must be losing his mind.”

Scared, you let out a small gulp. Your throat all of sudden feels extremely dry. Brother? Was he perhaps referring to Zeus? So, that must mean this was Poseidon. Right…?

“S-So…” You pause for a moment as you decide if you should dare continue, “…Are you Poseidon?”

You shouldn’t have done that. With a loud bang, you slowly turn your head to look at the Trident he cleaved down in the sand next to you. Its harsh throw sending the sand beneath and surrounding you in the air in a huge rumble.

“Ack!” You spit out as Poseidon suddenly grabs your jaw while you are distracted. His harsh grip on you as he turned your face to look at him felt as if he was trying to crush the bone of your jaw underneath. Even though you knew it was useless, you squirm lightly underneath his grip in hopes to lessen his tight grip.

“Pathetic.” He spits out in a grumble as he watches you squirming. Letting out a small huff, he watches you for a couple of more seconds before finally releasing your jaw. A sore feeling begins to replace the pain you had previously felt. “Humans do not address a god by their name. Especially pathetic mortals such as yourself.”

You feel the need to flinch under his harsh words but thankfully stop yourself. Instead choosing to tighten your grip on Triton who still laid unconscious in your arms. You understood that what Poseidon said was partially true. A mortal such as yourself had no chance against a god, nevertheless one of his stature and power. But he still didn’t have to be so blunt about it. Even Zeus held some sort of common courtesy when interacting with you.

“Ugh…” Startled by the sound, you spin your head downwards to look at Triton who was letting out a loud groan. His face scrunched up in pain as he wiggled around in your hold to get up.

Instantly, you put your hand on Triton's chest to stop him. Worried with the amounts of cuts and blood he was covered in that he could possibly have a fatal injury, “Shh. Don’t move, Triton. It’s okay. I got you.”

Triton seems to thankfully listen to your words and stop moving, relaxing back into your arms. Instead using the energy he had left to open his eyes to look up at you. Though, as you stared down at him with concern, you could tell he couldn’t properly see you. His eyes shrinking and dilating in an attempt to see what was in front of him.

“Triton, can you see meeeE—“

Gasping, you instantly pull Triton closer to your body as you are carelessly lifted off the ground by Poseidon. The blonde male with one arm underneath your knees and the other holding your waist behind the small of your back stands up as if you two weighed nothing. Even slightly throwing you up in the air to adjust his grip. You stared confused at Poseidon whose gaze looked away from you for the first time since he arrived. Instead staring out at the waves of the sea.

As the male began to walk towards the water, you wanted to question what he was doing. Wanted to question why in the world he had picked you up and was currently holding you. Why he hadn’t killed you on the spot. Why he was walking towards the water. But chose against saying the thoughts that were present in your mind. Remembering fearfully the sharp gaze he gave when you not only called his name but also spoke out of turn.

However, you soon regret not speaking your thoughts out loud. Or, at the very least, putting up a fight.

“H-Hey! What are you?!” You screech out as Poseidon travels further into the sea. The cold crashing waves now hitting your feet and soon traveling up to the rest of your body as Poseidon continues further in. “Hey! Stop! We’-I’ll Drow—“

“Shut up.” Poseidon barks out. Even though he doesn’t bother to give you a glance, you still hear the venom in his voice and freeze up. You looked worriedly around you as the water got higher and higher, all the way up til your chest and neck.

“A-Ah.” You can’t help but let out as you see Triton’s head starts to sink underneath the water. Quickly, you fix your grip on the boy and lift his head above the water. Even if he was an aquatic god, you still weren’t sure if he could breathe underwater. However, the only problem with lifting Triton above the water is that it pushed you further under. The waves now crashing against your chin instead of your neck.

“W-Wait—“

As you gasped out your last word, your head went under. You struggled slightly as Poseidon continued to trech forward but couldn’t do much as you didn’t want Triton’s head to drop underneath the water. Even if you knew it was fruitless and Triton would eventually go under, You hoped he would wake up and make an escape.

Stupid human.

As Poseidon's head finally goes under the water and he begins to float down, deeper into the sea, he finally turns his head back to stare at you. You really were pathetic and stupid as the other humans. Lifting his son’s, Prince of the sea, head above the water as if he could actually drown. What a joke.

What in the world did his brother see in you? Making a huge show in the courtroom about how you would be the perfect substitute for Amphitrite. How everyone should at least give you the chance to be Triton’s nanny and take care of him. How you would help the child grow and shit. How you would actually pay attention to him.

Poseidon feels himself freeze for a moment before tightening his grip more on you. Your body had already began to grow limp in his arms. If he so pleased, he bet he could just tighten his grip more on your frame and you would shatter in a million pieces.

Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic. Fragile.

Poseidon grunts out in disapproval at the disgusting passing thought in his mind. You were just a pathetic being. One that would pathetically die right here.

Poseidon once again grunts as the feeling of annoyance passes by in his mind. It must have been all those stories Zeus shared at the trial while he secretly observed you two. As a perfect being he shouldn’t be so easily swindled by such thoughts. His son once again was making him weak.

This is why I stayed away in the first place, Poseidon thought as he rolled his eyes.

Slowly, Poseidon trails his hand up from the small of your back to your cheek. He tilts your head that was flopped to the side with his thumb so that you looked at him.

‘The perfect substitute for Amphitrite’. His brother sure was cruel. You were nothing but a small mouse compared to the apex predator that was his, likely, soon to be ex-wife. The minute Amphitrite lays her eyes on you she would surely kill you.

Poseidon gives your cheek a slight stroke around the bruise that was settling there. You really were pathetic, getting a bruise from such a weak grip.

Little by little, Poseidon leaned down closer to your face. His nose grazing yours slightly causes him to pause as he once again observes you. He wondered if what he would do next would end up getting you killed.

You truly were Pathetic after all. Even amongst all the humans he has met over the many millenniums. Though, he couldn’t deny, much better than the venomous Amphitrite.

I’ll just throw you away later when I’m done, Poseidon decides as he finally closes the gap. His lips swallowing yours in a harsh kiss as he brings his palm away from your cheek to wrap around the back of your neck. For once in his life being careful not to snap someone’s spine in half.

Fragile.

That thought once again passes by in Poseidon’s mind as he continues to hold you close to him. Fragile like fine china. Yet also soft…, warm… A contrast to his cold and strong marble like body. The body of a god.

Disgusting.

Finally, Poseidon pulls away, scrunching up his nose in distaste. It seems he’ll have to ‘talk’ to his brother about interfering in his personal life again. Though, it’s not like his brother ever listened to begin with.

What a pain.

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Were you dead?

No, you were definitely still alive. For your body felt like a ton of bricks. So much so that even lifting a finger exceeded all of your energy available.

But how were you still alive?

Did Poseidon possibly save you in the end? Knowing that asshole it wasn’t likely. Perhaps Zeus swooped in at the end or Triton saved you. A possibility…but also still highly unlikely. You guessed you would have to find out for yourself.

“Ugh…” You groan out as you attempt to open your eyes only to shut them again. The light in the room felt all too blinding. That wouldn't work, you couldn’t see anything in front of you but it wasn’t like you had any other options, you would have to try again. “Shit…”

You once again attempt to open your eyes. Your vision was still hindered by the light this time but it was at the very least bearable.

Ah, that’s painful. You can’t help but hiss out as you attempt to lift your arm to cover the light coming into your eyes.

It seems you would have to wait patiently for your vision to… return…

You feel yourself freeze as something blurry comes into your view. It was blue and shiny, seeming to levitate or float towards your face.

“W-what…?” You can’t help but spit out as you stare at the thing approaching you. Blinking and unblinking as you attempt to make your eyes address what was in front of you, “A-A fish…?”

It was in fact a fish. A giant one at that, if you had to guess it was about the length of your forearm. But, how was it floating there in front of you…? Fish can only exist in wa—

“Hello My Lady!”

The…

The Fish…. Just talked.

You stared in horror at the thing in front of you. You had to be out of it, there was no way that a fish had just talked to you. Nevertheless be actually able to breathe air…

“No way…” You gasped out as you finally drifted your gaze away from the fish. Now that your eyes had finally fully adjusted, you could finally see where you were.

You were…

Underwater.

Specifically you were underwater in a fantasy noble-like bedroom: Ginormous in size, able to fit a huge bed, couch, dressers and, of course, still plenty of space to be able to walk around. The only difference from the fantasy-like bedroom that one would see in novels was that it was clearly flooded with water.

“My lady?” The fish calls once again, “Are you okay?”

“How—how? What— You…” You gasp out in confusion, only to suddenly stop and grab at your throat. How were you breathing underwater to begin with?

“M-My Lady please calm down!” The fish shouts out worriedly as it watches you panic. “I promise I’ll explain everything once you calm down.”

You pause at the fish’s words, he was correct. You had to calm down if you wanted to get to the bottom of what was going on with you. You attempt to take a deep breath to calm yourself but quickly scrap the idea as it felt way too odd to you. Instead choosing to just nod your head to get on with the fish’s explanation, “O-okay…”

“Thank you, My lady.” The fish tells you as it somehow bows, at the least what looks like a bow, “My name is Marine and I’m a Servant at Lord Poseidon’s Palace…”

So, Poseidon must have saved you. But,… why… it didn’t make sense with all he stated on the shore. Zeus or Triton must have made some sort of interference to save you.

“…Please do not worry as you are still alive and well. The reason you are breathing underwater and communicating with me is due to the blessing you gain from Lord Poseidon.”

“B-Blessing..?” You ask a gasp as you look down at yourself. Patting yourself in certain places to make sure you were all well only to let out a small groan. It seemed you were still sore and in pain.

“Please be careful, My Lady.” Marine tells you worriedly as pats you with his fin. Seeming to attempt to push you backwards so you can lay back down. Thankfully, once you comply with Marine’s request, it answers your question, “Gods can usually bestow 3 things on humans: Curses, Blessings and Ambrosia. Though this can differ from god to god based on what they can accomplish. Curses are pretty self explanatory but Blessings and Ambrosia are complicated. Blessings are gifts or abilities that are bestowed upon humans by gods. In Lord Poseidon’s case he bestowed upon you the ability to breathe underwater and communicate with sea life like other aquatic folk.”

“I see…”

“Finally, Ambrosia is what happens when a human consumes the blood of a god. If said human somehow survives the consumption, they are bestowed the gift of being a Demi-god. So far only one human has survived consuming Ambrosia and that is Lord Hercules.”

Dangerous. Not just in the way of how powerful Ambrosia is but in how many times you could have accidentally consumed it from Triton alone. Even though a God’s skin is stronger than a human’s it wasn’t by much as they could still bleed just as easily. The amount of times you had to bandage Triton’s scrapes when he tripped or bumped into something proved that.

“My Lady?”

At Marine’s call, you are startled out of your thoughts, “Ah sorry. I—“

“P-please don't apologize! You are my lady, you have nothing to apologize for.” Marine shouts out as he visibly pales, “I am your servant, it is actually my fault for disturbing you while you were clearly thinking.”

“A-ah I wouldn’t say that…” You murmured out, clearly disagreeing with what Marine was telling you. Though… You find yourself pause as a thought suddenly hits you, “Marine, Why are you calling me ‘My Lady’?”

“Why that’s because you are the new lady of the Manor.”

“T-the manor? What Manor?”

“Southern Manor, Of cours—“ Marine seems to pause at his words as he realizes something. “I sincerely apologize, My Lady. I totally forgot that since you are from the human realm that you have no idea what has happened here.”

Marine looks around the room before finally spotting what he was looking for and swimming over to it. A map…? You sit up slightly as you look over at the giant map that mount the wall above a dresser.

“At the Palace, there are 5 Manors that make up its body. Pacific Manor, The main Manor that holds the king and queen of the sea. Arctic Manor, which holds and trains the knights that protect Atlantis. Atlantic Manor, Lord Triton’s as well as any future heirs Manor. Indian Manor, which holds Lord Triton’s classes, storage and other needed rooms. And Finally, Southern Manor…., for Lord Poseidon’s Mistresses.”

“M-mistresses?!” You spit out as you shoot up from your spot. You couldn’t believe what you had just heard. In no ways would you bed Poseidon. This wasn’t what you wanted when you accepted to be Triton’s mother. You didn’t want to actually be with his father.

“P-please calm down, My Lady. You aren’t one of Lord Poseidon’s Mistresses. My Lord has never taken a Mistress ever.” At Marine’s explanation, you let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness. “The reason I call you My lady is simply because you are now Lord Triton’s official guardian along with Lord Poseidon after Lady Amphitrite was ruled irresponsible for such duties. Due to Lady Amphitrite still not officially divorced from Lord Poseidon, she still lives in Pacific Manor. So you can not live there as of now and the second best place is here in Southern Manor.”

“O-oh…” You choke out. Though you were happy that you were officially Triton’s guardian and can still stay by the boy’s side, you weren’t sure how long you would last. Especially since you were sure that woman was now going to be out for your throat. “…but couldn’t she just come over to this Manor if she so pleased?”

“Not at all, My lady. Do not worry.” Marine informs you as it points its fin to the cluster of three manors at the top. “The Atlantic Manor, Southern Manor and Indian Manor were all originally designed to hold an intricate sea garden in the middle. This idea was later scrapped by Lady Amphitrite but, by the time she denied it, a tall metal fence had already been put up that surrounded the three buildings to keep unauthorized visitors out from the garden. Under Lord Poseidon’s watch, early this morning a sea witch put up a spell that forbade Lady Amphitrite from entering anywhere in the gated area. So she will not be able to get anywhere near you or Lord Triton.”

“Oh. Thank goodness” You mutter out as you let out a sigh of relief. Finally, you and Triton could live in somewhat peace after—

Triton…!

How could you possibly forget about what happened with Marissa? Was Triton treated for his wounds once he got back?

“My Lady, you can’t get up—“

“Marine. Please take me to see Triton. I need to see him at once!”

Author Note: Ooooop— We got a little insight on how Poseidon feels about the reader and still what in the world happened to Triton? I’m just glad Vol. 2 is up and I can’t wait for the next chapter. Yet, Triton… I miss you 😢. Come back soon in my writing, bud. We need you to lighten up the atmosphere.

Taglist: @angeli-fucking-cat @marixxhq @sproutcorner @orophaea @anime-lover-forever-1127

#shuumatsu no valkyrie #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv poseidon x reader #snv poseidon #snv #record of ragnarok #bivalve

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ashasmonsters · 3 years ago

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ah hello! i was wondering if i could request a lemon (( or a citrus, i don’t mind either one ! )) between a fish person — i’m talkin abe from hellboy d&d triton kind of fish person — and a fem!reader who appears intimidating but is quite jumpy? it’s okay if not, thank you!!

For the record, anon and future anons: if you're okay with a lemon, you're probably getting a lemon 😉. I hope you're satisfied with my version of a Mer; I saw The Shape of Water years ago, but hopefully my rendition is to your liking. Enjoy!

Del Toro M!Fishman x Intimidating Jumpy F!Reader - Lemon

The cove had been your secret hideout ever since you were little. Even now, decades later, the gentle crashing of the waves and the glimmer of the moon set your mind at ease. No matter what new problems or worries had arisen that day, the sea and sand were always the same… until a few months ago.

Though this region of the coast was allegedly frequented by Mer, you hadn’t seen much of them. One night, when the moon was naught but a sliver, something disturbed the sea foam. The tide was high, and the rocks you sat on had become islands. With your heart pounding, you drew your phone and turned on its flashlight.

The weak beam barely illuminated the wet rocks in the pitch darkness. Turning your head, you searched for the dark shape in the darker water. You weren’t sure what to expect. The crashing of waves mixed with the thrumming of your heartbeat.

Then, behind a rock only feet from you: dim red eyes, reflecting your phone’s flashlight and staring dead at you.

You flinched instinctively. The phone in your hand went flying. You jumped and caught yourself on the rock. Your phone didn’t stand a chance, the saltwater swallowing it up and extinguishing its light. You cursed and scrambled back to the shore. The adrenaline didn’t leave your veins until hours later.

When you returned to your usual spot (in broad daylight this time), you found a woven kelp pouch waiting for you, still wet and smelling strongly of the sea. Inside was a hefty sum of iridescent coins: currency of the Mer, minted from mollusk shells. It took traveling to a neighboring town to find a bank that would take them, but the sum equaled the exact market price of the phone you had lost to the sea.

A few days later, you learned your watery beneficiary was a Mer named Cato. He made himself known to you by breaching the surface a good distance away and sheepishly waving at you. You waved back, an awkward smile on your face. With how secret your cove had been, there was no doubt those eyes that spooked you belonged to him.

“You looked mad enough to kill me,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. Flowing, deep orange gill flaps started at his collarbone and ended behind his ears like a pleated ruff.

“Angry? I was spooked, but I wasn’t mad… not at you, anyway. We’re good now,” you explained, the two of you cross-legged on adjacent rocks.

“Well, good,” he looked at you and smiled, revealing welcoming rows of razor-sharp teeth. “I’m glad I was able to make it up to you.”

You simply smiled in response, allowing the ocean to speak over you. While he gazed at the distant harbor, you gazed at him. He, unsurprisingly, had a swimmer’s build: he was slender with muscles that caught your eye once you noticed them. His scales were so fine you assumed he was rubbery, like an octopus, until you saw him up close. Translucent fins protruded from his sinewy forearms and calves and caught the light like sea glass.

You shared the cove with him from then on. While the company of the sea and moon had been fine before, they didn’t have his sense of humor… or his smile. Or his body.

Mer didn’t wear clothes, obviously.

The first time he crawled up on a rock to sit next to you, the lack of dangly bits caught you off-guard; there was an understated slit there instead, and he didn’t seem to mind letting you see it. He never crossed his legs like you did in skirts, anyway.

One night, you sat together on a beach towel with a finished platter of sashimi and seaweed salad between you. The moon was full, his eyes shining the color of burning amber.

“Thanks for sharing the cove with me.” He placed his hand on yours, his claw tips gently raking your skin. You shivered.

“Thanks for being with me, Cato,” you whispered back. He closed the distance and pressed his forehead to yours, a substitute for kissing you two devised to work around his lack of lips and serrated teeth. You reached behind his head and gently stroked his gills, eliciting purrs from him.

“You’re going to destroy my modesty if you keep doing that,” he warned, a little playful and a little nervous.

“That’s okay,” you whispered back. True to his word, his slit had grown puffy and pronounced. In the moonlight, you saw one—no, two— pink protuberances begin to reveal themselves. Aside from their duplicity, each one seemed proportional to the rest of him once fully emerged.

“Can I touch you?”

“Please,” he said, his voice dry with the beginnings of a rasp. “Before I have to get back in the water.”

You reached between your bodies. He was desperate; you felt the slickness on his cocks and each touch made his hips jump. He always got this way when he spent time on land. You loved the urgency. He did too.

“I won’t keep you waiting, Cato,” you giggled, lying down on the beach towel as he kneeled between your knees. You hiked up your dress and pushed aside your underwear.

“Good, I’m—” you both gasped as one of his cocks entered you, “—pressed for time,” he grunted, his voice rough. His other slick rod nudged against your thigh. You grabbed it, holding it to your mound. As he slowly worked himself within you, the cock outside you ground into your clit. The feeling of fullness from inside and pressure from outside drew squeals from you into the night.

His pace quickened, making you gasp. The friction, the fullness; you felt the pleasure mounting already. His hands met yours atop the member outside you and pressed it into your sensitive nub even harder.

“Come on, I haven’t got all day,” he growled, panting and pumping, “you better be close!” You only cried out in response. His hips rocked into yours like his life depended on it. You pulled him deeper into you, desperate to reach your peak.

Your orgasm swept through you like a riptide. You ground yourself into him, your clit and mound sandwiched between his two cocks, crying out and clinging to his rod with your hands. He fell forward and braced himself against the ground as he came with a growl, his voice strained. You felt him pulse several times, his liquid warmth spreading within you and spurting hot streaks across your belly. You both caught your breaths together, your faces close.

“I’m sorry about the mess... let me clean you up,” Cato rasped, clearly exhausted.

“No, don’t. I don’t want you to dry up on my account,” you commanded, idly running a hand across his defined chest.

“I don’t…” he trailed off as you gave him a stare.

“Cato,” you said sternly. His eyes met yours. He looked sheepish and a little scared... like the first time you met.

“Fine, but I’ll be right back. I promise.” You closed your eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours. You felt him withdraw, followed by the sound of his feet walking to the surf. You knew he’d be back, but for the moment, you were once again alone with the moon and the tide.

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maximusboltaqon · 2 years ago

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and back to the character dynamics, i really like how the show implies maximus was close with practically all of his family at one point

it never really hints at bolt and max being antagonistic prior to terrigenisis (in fact most of their flashbacks make it appear as if maximus is just upset about not getting to be king, but he doesnt seem to blame bolt for this in any particular way), and in the post-terrigenisis flashbacks, bolt seems distraught over maximus' anger. but then again, they must not have fought significantly over it, as maximus did wait a hell of a long time to put that coup plan into motion. part of him must have hoped bolt would listen to him. and he does go into the quiet room in that one flashback, and why would he have done that, other than to talk to bolt? im dying on this hill !!!

and beyond that, he outright says that he and medusa used to be good friends. medusa denies this, but like, why would maximus just make up their history directly to her and her alone? if he were lying, obviously medusa would know? so i think its more of a matter of medusa and max having a falling out that she doesnt want to dwell on, than them geniuenly not having been close ever. and later on, medusa continues to try to convince maximus to stand down, which very much could be because they were friends, and like bolt, medusa thinks theres still some of that pre-terrigenisis maximus in there somewhere.

for triton, while he very much could have been trying to manipulate them, during the "death reveal" at dinner, maximus does seem at least somewhat upset. i mean,

are these really the expressions of a guy thinking "wow, ive made a good call on this one, that guy deserved it!"? and when he walks off, he seems disappointed that bolt still refuses to take him seriously, and that he doesn't even accept triton as dead. later on, when triton comes back, maximus seems shocked, and at one point claims triton must have been happier on earth where he had access to water. in the comics, maximus also builds triton his suit that lets him breathe without being in water, and although triton's need for water doesnt seem to exist in the show version, i still think its worth mentioning. considering maximus wants to help attilan's citizens, i cant imagine he doesnt extend that idea to his family at all.

gorgon and karnak trained maximus to fight, and though i dont think it's ever mentioned who's idea it was, none of them suggest bolt made the decision, so for all we know, gorgon and karnak wanted to train him. gorgon says its so that maximus can defend himself, should nobody be there to help him. why go through the trouble to do that for someone you dont like and think is evil? during the coup, maximus also doesnt tell his guards to outright kill the two of them, and to just capture them if they can. there has to be some level of "he'll change" going on in their heads!!

after gorgon's "death", maximus behaves similarly to how he did was he thought triton was dead. he even holds a speech, where he goes on for a significant amount of time on how gorgon, and by extension his entire family, never accepted him or tried to make ammends. i dont believe this is him trying to manipulate the crowd, because maximus brings this up consistently throughout the series. i think he's actually upset in this scene, that he never managed to convince gorgon to stop being an ass, that his cousin always seemed to think of him as weak. when maximus says he tried his best, he genuinely believes it's true.

im pretty sure he and karnak get the least development or hinted at relationship when it comes to maximus and the others. other than family scenes, he and karnak never really appear on screen together. maximus asks him if he knew about triton being sent to earth, and during the training flashback, karnak compliments him on his strategy, and tells gorgon that maximus was just doing exactly as he was told. karnak is maybe the least against the move to earth, as i dont recall him ever saying they shouldn't, and i dont think he ever really has any arguments with maximus about it, nor does he act cruel for max's lack of powers, iirc. considering karnak has gorgon go through a second terrigenisis makes me think he may have supported maximus in that regard as well, if it meant maximus standing down. there arent really any implications he and karnak were on bad terms, though!

maximus and crystal are especially interesting to me, because i dont think he ever suggests killing her, making her the only family member he doesnt try to kill nor exile. however, like gorgon, crystal seems pretty spiteful towards him. to be fair, he did attempt murder on her entire family! crystal only appears in one flashback scene, iirc, and its with medusa, so theres not really any insight on her relationship with anybody when she was younger. but based on how maximus treats her, and the complete lack of danger he ever seems to put her in, i think he sees her as a younger sister. he definitely still thinks of her as a kid, anyways. i think its fun to imagine this is him trying to be more like blackagar, as always - he thinks of himself as the older brother, the king, telling the next in line what they should and shouldn't do. he keeps crystal locked in her room, as bolt kept himself locked away. even when crystal openly opposes him to the public, maximus still doesnt seem that angry, as its the same thing maximus was always doing to his brother. he wants to try to have a normal sibling relationship with crystal, but it crumbles apart the exact same way, so maximus lets her run away to earth.

and he has absolutely no scenes with lockjaw. i dont think he even stands in the same room as lockjaw more than three times, and theyre never shown on screen together other than... maybe when lockjaw teleports bb to earth? i guess he doesnt try to kill lockjaw, either. i cant imagine he has any quarrels with the dog. and lockjaw is a big baby that does nothing but be adorable in this series, so i cant imagine lockjaw takes maximus' coup personally.

#the show does a lot w them considering the short amount of time most of them get with maximus!#crysyal and medusa get a good amount of stuff built in #i do wish karnak and triton had some time together. i dont think they get a single scene together which is so sad!!!#but to be fair triton doesnt get a lot of scenes with literally anyone #overall tho like. theres a lot of good characterization that even the comics dont tend to get into #imagine if there was a season two and there was actually time to develop these relationships EVEN MORE!!#kevin fiege PLEASE. let them come home. give them another comic or SOMETHING.#blackagar boltagon #maximus boltagon #medusalith amaquelin #gorgon petragon #lockjaw inhumans #royal family #inhumans #undescribed #crystalia amaquelin #karnak mander-azur #triton mander-azur

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