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gyubby99 · 1 year ago

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@disneyanddisneyships ok so-

MALAPONI = REPUTATION AND LOVER

Okay let's discuss this.

Aponi = Lover

It might be a shock considering her edits, her songs, her fics of revenge, but she IS lover. She EMBODIES lover. Here's why I think Aponi is Lover.

First of all, she is the overlord of WHAT?? Love. Ofcourse Lover is a happy song! Lover is so happy, right?

No. If you look at the songs on the album, it is considered one of the saddest albums by swifties. We have songs like the archer, death by a thousand cuts, afterglow, SOON YOU'LL GET BETTER!!

I think the emotions each song represents, can all be found in Aponi. The anxiety of afterglow, wanting your lover to love you even if you lose your mind, even if you make mistakes, even if you sometimes cause them pain. The scathingly beautiful pain of death by a thousand cuts, the calm golden love of daylight, the sassyness of I Forgot That You Existed, the frustration of The Man, the beauty of Lover, and many many more songs. They all scream one name and that is Aponi Wings.

First off, Lover is more of a sunlit album. An album of love.

"But why are there songs about anxiety and breakups and cancer? If it's all about love?"

Well, it's to show that love isn't always all pink and happy and rainbows and sunshine, which most overlords and demons think about Aponi. That she is HARMLESS. Would never hurt a fly because she is the overlord of Love. Love comes with different things, different emotions. With love, there can be pain, frustration, anger, anxiety, agony even. We should not underestimate what love can do, and we should definitely not think of aponi as weaker than mal just because I in my very own opinion think that Aponi is Lover. A common misconception is that love is weakness, when in reality, it is one of the most powerful forces in the world. Without love, what would happen to the world?

The album Lover expresses the things that come with love aside from being happy. It also expresses something like self-hatred, abandonment issues, and overthinking which Aponi seems to have. Aponi, while being the overlord of love, can also go for blood. Aponi is flawed as well as love can sometimes be, and that is okay!

(Side note that she would fr marry alastor with paper rings)

Aponi to me is a woman that loves, but also knows better. She can love, but she also knows when to stop loving, and when to stand up for yourself. That makes her one of a kind in hell. She is what hell needs. Sure, it doesn't have songs like "dear john" or anything about sa but it has the gut-wrenching feeling like in the lyric "my heart, my hips, my body, my love. Tryna find a part of me that you didn't touch." From death by a thousand cuts. It's not the exact story but the spite, the hurt, the pain is similar.

Let's not forget that Aponi is popular in all the right ways! She is so nice and believes anyone can change for the good and that those who can does not deserve hell and deserves a second chance! She doesn't care what you did in the past, except if they're unforgivable.

And the fact that she takes care of her dancers at a club, her performers comfyness is her first priority, their equal pay, like she takes good care of them. Like, she is radiating this kinda glow that if you're a moth next to it you wouldn't be burned. Like she has a flame that wouldn't kill you but warm you. Like a safe place.. the feeling of a fireplace after walking through a snowstorm for hours.

Aponi as Lover makes total sense and I absolutely stand by my opinion.

Now let's move on to my daughter being REPUTATION.

MAL.

Reputation.. what comes in your mind first when you hear me say "Reputation album by Taylor Swift"?

Hm..

Could it possibly be.. a revenge album full of snakes? A clapback from the hate? A totally badass and fierce album?

Well, from the aesthetic, I can see why you thought of that. All black and white, snakes everywhere, angry songs..

But Mal.. what makes Mal reputation-coded?

Look, on the outside, it's a revenge album. Hell- even the cover is like some dark, badass, angry, out-to-kill vibe. (Who has those same vibes? Right.)

Look at the songs, though!

..Ready for it? End Game Delicate Don't blame me Gorgeous King of my heart Dancing with our hands tied Dress Call it what you want New year's day

Half the album = love songs

Okay maybe rep isn't that scary at all if you really listen and know the album. You know those swiftie videos of "what reputation actually looks like" and it's all photos of Taylor smiling widely on her tour, interacting with fans, looking into the crowd with that glint in her eyes.. just her being happy.

I think that this resonates with Mal, because I think she was fairly well-feared in hell, (especially venice) and while she likes it, she revels in other demons' misery, there's more to it than that.

I'd like to think she was meant to be a lover, but HAD to be a fighter. She was a really nice person who would never wish upon anyone what current Mal wishes on other demons and mortal humans themselves. Ofcourse she was a little mischevious and a troublemaker in her own way, and still is! She now realized she can be both, though.

Most people either hates mal or fears her. All they know about her is that she is two sides of the same coin when it comes to her promises and deal making. She's a trickster, an overlord out for blood in her hands taking on more than she can chew. She lives for the thrill of hell and how one big of a circus it is, and how much fun it is compared to the tight rules of heaven. It feels like she truly belonged here and the gods have decided that fate on her. She feels like this was meant for her. To bring bad luck was something she detested but at the same time was something she half-fully owned.

But I did say the same coin has two sides.

If you're someone like aponi, vox, anyone close to her, you'd know there's WAY more to it than a woman who likes being a literal gremlin who causes chaos and loves lying. Look at how she treats them! People who are important to her and makes her feel special. Mal is very putty and almost melts in vox's arms which is least expected from someone like her, she's helped aponi get throigh shit because she's as stubborn but like 5x more. Aponi says "No." She says "N O !" Velvette is her other soul sister that supports her a lot, Al is like a brother to her now, and they like talking about murder and witchcraft. Emma has the best mom she could ever ask for, Emilia (her bb cousin) had her soft spot, the hotel crew being treated like the found family you'd have a booze with snd laugh at their jokes. Her "lover" side shows ONLY with those people. Only with the people that can be trusted with it and SHE KNOWS they can be trusted with it.

She's caring, kind, honest.. in her own way. In a way that people consider a luxury. Once she lets you in that circle, you'll be treated so right. Kinda like how these love songs show a sense of loyalty, devotion, and just.. pure love and adoration for those people. Although she's not perfect and can anger you, irritate those nerves of yours on the brink of snapping, makes yiu cry sometimes, if she says she loves and cares about you, she's not going anywhere. That's the good luck you get.

So why I think all of this correlates with what swifties say about reputation is that we are the ones that Taylor loves and prioritizes, she's very protective of us, she looks at us like we're the ones who got her to where she is, she always says that swifties changed her life, and that there's nothing we cannot do for her. The revenge songs arent for us obviously. Those are for the rest of the world who watched and laughed as she mourned her reputation, but she slowly rose again, and better than ever.

So I do think that reputation is more of a love album than lover.. which is ironic because of what people think these two albums are based on ONLY aesthetic and name. There's more to her albums than their titles and themes. Hell, speak now is like a princess-like album and then you get songs like dear john and better than revenge. She threw a damn CHAIR during sparks fly!

So uh I guess my little brainrot rant ends here?

#aponi wings #mallory #ocs #malaponi

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elegantdemoness · 7 months ago

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A poem I wrote for my beautiful little four legged soul mate, she has been missing since July 1st, and I'm pretty sure she has passed. Perhaps not and hopefully by some miracle she will stroll in like nothing happened and no time has passed. It's unfinished, but so far.

Oh Aries, the one I love so much

I miss your smile, your purr, your touch

The house is lonely without your soul,

I feel sad, broken and less than whole

Since the day you parted from my life

The one who's been there, regardless the strife

Your beautiful face, the joy you brought,

Without your cuddles & love, I'm distraught

I don't even have the words to explain,

How living without you, so much pain

So quirky, special and unique,

No more colors, everything is bleak

No words can explain the ache inside,

Nothing can come even close, to describe

My heart's been put to sleep, frozen and weak

Each moment that passes, the days, the weeks,

The sudden departure, it leaves me weak

You were my strength, my happiness, my world

How adorable you were, the way you curled,

Up to me, comforted & made me laugh

The happiness & memories, how strong our bond,

How sassy you were, my little confidant

You have always been there, no matter what

I just wish I could have done better, my daughter, my blood

I see you in the sunshine, the rainbow, the rain

I wish I had more time with you, I hope we will meet again

Until then, my darling, run in that tall green grass above the clouds

As I'll search the earth, the skies, the grounds

For your energy, your spirit, I feel all around

You deserve to be right here with me, here and now

For that I'm sorry, you deserve to be here, not me

I'll see you again, somewhere somehow,

As your soulmate, we are connected, entwined, like a

#😇 beautiful soul #I miss my little baby #she has been the best thing in my life for seven long years #nothing will ever be the same #i see her in everything

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rabid-dog-steve-horn · 7 months ago

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In the job market and business world E.O.E. stands for Equal Opportunity Employer, but in my opinion I think with all these snowflakes and people that need sympathy pets for comfort from the big bad cruel unforgiving world and hate in society in general caused by the fact people can't take a joke, lighten up, stay out of other people's lives without passing judgment on someone or shaming someone in any way E.O.E. stands for Easily Offended Everyday.

All I have to say is sorry snowflakes, perhaps you need to grow a pair of snowballs.

Sorry your parents, schools, friends, relatives, and etc. didn't raise you to be able to face the harsh criticisms of society and the hardships of life in general. Life's not easy, it ain't always sunshine and rainbows.

Don't hold others responsible for your inability to understand how to chill out and not let every little thing become a serious threat to society that once you deem it offensive it deserves to be erased from existence through the media and cancel culture.

Here's some free advice that they should've passed along to you that I will gladly share, don't take everything so damn seriously. Everyone has a right to express themselves and enjoy themselves. So why should a small few be capable and have the ability to take that away from others is baffling to me.

One of the fundamental freedoms in America is the pursuit of happiness, is it not? Then why are there people trying to take other people's happiness away?

What's funny to some may be offensive to others yes I agree, but not everyone shares the same tastes in food, right? Not everyone follows the same religion, huh? Not everyone votes the same political party. Variety is truly the spice of life. Without variety life would be really bland, boring, & dull. Nobody wants that, right?

And scroll past this post or block & delete me if this post upsets you, no need to give me ur 2 cent gripes and insults wasting each other's time. Don't be a douchebag about it.

People come on here to enjoy themselves not to be harassed & tormented by rude, ignorant, inconsiderate, immature people with nothing better to do with their lives than to humiliate, insult, embarrass, and be disrespectful to other people simply for their own twisted and meaningless enjoyment.

Notice I haven't singled anyone out or named names, I haven't gone on anyone's pages and talked negatively to or about any specific person directly.

Why you ask? Because unlike most people in modern society I still have something called respect. Even though not many people in my life have ever really shown me any I still have faith and believe there are people out there that still know the principles and understand the concept of respect.

And no I ain't aiming a personal attack on anyone.

I was physically & verbally bullied for being underweight my whole life even to this very day so I know how much it sucks to be looked at differently from everyone else.

It's just the people that feel that their opinion is so important that they need to post an opinion on every little thing on everyone's posts and waste everyone's time just to feel significant and have meaning in their lives even if only for 5 lousy minutes.

Sorry for such a long post & ranting like a nut, but I hate this cancel culture crap.

If u like this post & feel like I do, go ahead & repost the hell out of this. I'm pretty sure I ain't the only one that feels this way.

#rabid dog Steve Horn #respect #easily offended every day #snowflakes #cancel culture #get over yourselves

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averagesadperson · 2 years ago

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Hello! First of all, I hope you are having an excellent day! Second, may I request some dating Macaque hcs?? Please and thank you!! ^^

Dating Macaque Headcanons~

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Notes: Hello!! Thank you so much for requesting, so sorry this took me so long, I've literally been writing this in a little notebook during my breaks at work lol

Hope this is to your liking, enjoy!

also, sorry if there's any spelling mistakes!

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To start off, I think we would all love to say dating Macaque would be sunshine and rainbows, he would love you and treat you perfectly

But let's be real here

Macaque is an asshole lmao

Even getting him to date you is a hassle itself

But let's not get into that atm

He loves you a lot, don't get me wrong, he just has a very, very hard time showing it

Depending where in the series we’re talking about it's going to be quite different, but let’s just assume this is after LBD, ‘kay?

‘Kay

During this time Macaque is a lot more likely to stay in one place with you

Yes, maybe that consists of him popping into your apartment every now and then, but you slowly start seeing things around your place that aren’t yours

Piles of clothes, food, a toothbrush, his scarf at one point, all that jazz

But, this domestic scene is very… forgein to him

He’ll gladly sit down and watch your favourite stupid, predictable TV show with you for hours, but he’ll critique it the entire time

He insists that he help you cook, even though he knows even less than you and it always turns out a mess

You don’t even have to ask him to go shopping with you, he’ll use his shadows to get there quickly but will just stand beside you as you shop, not helping whatsoever

As I said in the last post, Macaque is very touch starved

But he also hates it lol

He doesnt think he deserves your touches

You’re just so perfect, how could you ever be happy settling for him?

If your dating Macaque, you’ll definitely have to make a few changes in your day to day life

Starting with the physical changes

Not to you, of course

If you want him to sleep beside you you’ll have to push your bed against a wall if it isn’t already, or else he’s sleeping on the couch, peace out

You’ll have to get used to telling him where your going/where you are when not with him

Not in a creepy, possessive, stalker-y way, but because he’s the ‘Six Eared Macaque’, he’s got a lot of very old, and very powerful enemies

Granted, most of those enemies are on the good side and wouldn't stoop that low to get to him,,,,

Doesn't matter, he’s worried about you

Speaking of said heroes,

If you happen to be friends with MK and co. he’s not going to be very enthused

Especially if you talk to Wukong

Macaque wants to puke when you come home smelling like peaches

If you happen to run into them while with him, or they stop by while he’s there, things are going to be kinda awkward

Half of them are trying to talk to him, some are keeping a respectful distance, and some are glaring like he held them by the throat and forced them to take on this really obscure dangerous weapon that even its creator couldn't handle and that might have killed them and the entire world or sumthin

Idk

Anyway

HE’LL PUT ON SHADOW PLAYS FOR YOU!!!

He’ll teach you how to make certain shadow puppets, but like the normal way with your hands

His are always better but he has powers so it doesn't count

Before Macaque initiates any physical affection he will always ask

“Can I kiss you?” while holding your chin

“Can I hug you?” while physically holding himself from reaching for you

Along with that, he always makes sure you have a way out throughout everything

All you have to do is say ‘stop’ and he’ll pretend like it never happened

Macaque dreads the day you’ll finally wake up and realize you deserve so, so much better than him

He’s done despicable things in his long life, how can you love him knowing that? It’s really just a matter of time, he’s sure

But, even then, he’s going to savour every single moment he has with you

Macaque is just a little bit too selfish to have this end so soon

But, if you do decide to leave, he’ll let you

#lmk macaque x reader #macaque x y/n #macaque x reader #6 eared macaque #macaque headcanons #lmk macaque

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tired-teacher-blog · 3 years ago

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Title : My savior/ My demise

Chapters : (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8)

Status : Completed

Characters: Dabi/ fem reader (with a healing quirk)/ other mha characters’ appearances

Genre : Angst/ fluff/ Romance/ NSFW in later chapters/ Tragidy/ contains manga spoilers

Summary : Your once calm and peaceful life takes a surprising turn to the unexpected when you meet the infamous villain Dabi. What will happen when you discover a side of him that no one else knows? A side he only shows when he’s with you. Will your story have a happy ending?

Please do not read if you’re a minor!!

Note : This is loosely based on the manga as I had to tweak some of the events to fit this plot. No major changes though, just a bit to include you in the story.

Explaining y/n’s quirk: You have a healing power; you’re able to extract people’s pain, illnesses, injuries and everything in between with a simple touch. You’re able to activate and release your quirk at will because using it for long periods of time without rest weakens you.

This chapter is NSFW/ +18/ for mature audience only!!!

Masterlist

AO3

Previously

_"Ah~ I smell love in the air." She practically moaned, blushing and wrapping her arms around herself.

What was that? Did she know something? Or was that just her usual psychotic personality?

Chapter 5 :

_ "What was that supposed to mean?" Dabi tried as much as he could to remain calm.

_ "Oh nothing~ I'm just saying the air around you is different these days. You're distracted, and now you're abandoning the mission? Something's happening and I think I know what it is.. I just wish I could prove it." She got extremely close to him and her smile grew bigger.

Dabi said nothing, he simply turned around and left. Thankfully she was just blabbering and had no idea who you were.

Time flew by quickly. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and before you knew it, your relationship with Dabi was nearing its ten months mark.

It hasn't always been sunshine and rainbows, you weren't dating a regular guy after all. Your time together was usually cut short and your dates were almost inexistent. You can't exactly have a walk outside or go to the amusement park arm in arm with a wanted criminal, but you were okay with it because you loved him.

The biggest struggle for you two was keeping your relationship a secret from the people who know you. And the task only got harder when Dabi decided to broadcast his real identity to the rest of the world a few months ago.

All eyes turned to him ever since that day.

You obviously were the first one ever to know his secret, he confessed it two months into your relationship. It clearly came as a shock, and it took you about a week to finally wrap your head around the idea. Dabi thought for sure that you would end things with him at that point, but it changed nothing of the way you felt for him. If anything, it got you closer to one another.

He still remembers what you said: "This is interesting, I would've never expected something like that.. but so what? We all came from somewhere."

_ "Nothing really scares you huh?" He breathed out remembering that day.

You lifted your head up from between his thighs, lips glistening and cheeks flushed. You tilted your head to the side confused: "Huh? Did you say something? Am I not doing a good job?"

You looked breathtaking wearing only his black tank top and kneeling between his legs. He took your arms and pulled you on top of him, his hard cock resting against your belly.

You grabbed the couch's headrest steadying yourself, still confused.

_ "No angel, you're doing a great job." He mumbled against your collarbone and nibbled you teasingly.

Dabi has always been apologetic towards you, he couldn't shake the feeling that you deserved someone much better than him, neither could he understand why you loved him that much.

He wished he could do a lot more for you, and it hurt him that you never ask for anything. He adores you more than anything else in life, and he would gladly die for your sake.

You ran your fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head lovingly: "You're overthinking again aren't you?" You know him too well.

He looked up smirking and pushed your head down until your lips met. He kissed you deeply, nibbling and sucking your tongue, and you whimpered pulling his hair and rocking your hips against his.

You were dripping wet at that point and you wanted him inside you.

_ "Haah.. Touya please put it in already!" You struggled with your words as he was devouring your lips.

He wrapped one arm around your waist, effortlessly lifting you up and situating you right above his raging hard cock. He pumped it a couple of times before gently lowering you until he was fully hidden inside your core.

No matter how much you did it, that first intrusion overwhelmed you everytime, and he knew it, which is why he always gives you time to adjust before he starts moving.

His arms sneaked under your shirt tracing your skin, and his lips left yours to latch on to your neck. You tried moving by yourself but your shaky legs failed you.

_ "Touya.." You moaned rocking your hips as a sign of your impatience, and he smiled understanding exactly what you wanted him to do.

He palmed your ass cheeks squeezing teasingly before lifting you up and helping you bounce on his length. You whined and whimpered hugging him close to keep your balance as he pushed himself up.

You bit down on his shoulder to keep yourself from crying out louder than you already were, and only when he picked you up and threw you on the couch did you finally free his skin from between your teeth and allowed yourself to gasp loudly.

He wasted no time and slammed right back into your anticipating pussy.

_ "Uugh fuck baby you feel so good." He groaned into your ear and pounded you even harder, and all you could do at that point was grab onto him and wail as drool and tears messed up your face.

He sat up, fingers digging into your hips to keep you in place while his dick kept railing you into oblivion.

_ "Beautiful." He breathed out running his thumb over your parted lips before sticking it inside your mouth. And it drove him insane to see you unconsciously nibbling and sucking on his finger while your pussy swallowed his dick.

His thrusts became erratic as your pussy squeezed him harder. You were both so close to climaxing at that point.

_ "Touya.. I really.. rea.. really.. I love you.." You managed to utter as you finally creamed around him.

Hearing you moan those words and feeling you grasp his cock drove him to the edge, and he was about to pull out when you wrapped your legs around him, silently asking him to cum inside you, and he did. He buried himself deep into your heat groaning your name until you squeezed him dry.

_ "I love you too y/n never forget that." He whispered against your temple and collapsed on top of you.

You were too spent to move a muscle and you struggled to keep your eyes open.

You suddenly felt a cold air engulfing your body and you whimpered as Dabi's heat left your skin.

He chuckled and leaned back down to kiss your forehead: "I'm not going anywhere angel, I'll just run a bath for us and come back to take you." You smiled and nodded lazily.

Those moments were the best, if only they could last longer..

The next morning, you woke up earlier than usual because your boyfriend needed to get back to the headquarters before anyone could notice his disappearance. He asked you to sleep some more, but how could you? Your time together is limited as it is. And at least once in a while, you wanted to feel like you were in a normal relationship with a normal person.

That's why everytime he spends the night, you make sure to have breakfast together before he leaves.

You stood at the front door grabbing his hands. You were both reluctant to let go, but you had to.

And at least you would get to see each other again that night, he promised to have dinner with you.

He kissed you softly and lingered against your lips.

_ "Take care angel, I'll see you later."

_ "You too Touya, please watch out for yourself."

And with that he left.

Your eyes kept following him until he disappeared. Little did you know, you weren't the only one doing that.

_ "Huh, so I was right after all. Oh how exciting~" Himiko beamed watching the fascinating scene unfolding before her eyes.

(To be continued...)

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libbee · 3 years ago

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How to combat jealousy and envy as an 8th house Venus woman?

🌑 I don't know. No matter how much shadow work I do, there is still weak point where I slip into jealousy and envy again. But let us look at some tools.

🌑 Dichotomy of control: Identify what is causing the envy? Is the other woman more beautiful, successful, intelligent, popular? Is this under your control? No. What is under your control? Your actions. What is your action? To perform your destiny.

🌑 Be content with what you have: Will envy boost your treasures or make you beautiful? No. Will envy make the other person ugly or failure? No. It is a useless emotion. Focus on your destiny.

🌑 Is it that you are afraid of losing someone? You are afraid of losing your partner? I used to be jealous of other girls in my class because I thought that my parents consider them better daughters than me. I even dreamt once that a classmate has called me on phone and my parents are around so I panic that they will think that this "classmate is a good girl" but "their own daughter rose moon is a bad girl". What can I do about it? Nothing. Rejection from parents/partner? Take the loss and channel it into art.

🌑 Learn to embrace the mundane ordinary life of everyday. Perhaps you are envious of others because you imagine them as perfect ideal women deserving to be worshipped. Have you ever contemplated that this life you are wasting in the anticipation of some grand success or approval to boost your self worth is THE LIFE that you have? The little things like the colour of your bedsheet, the hairstyle you make today, the same old lunch you eat everyday, the same old plants in your house, these little things are all that life is made up of.

🌑 Avoid toxic and wrong people. Do not be a people pleaser. This one was the hardest lesson for me. I was a naive selfless person who would befriend everyone because do unto others what you would be done by lol. I would please all my friends, exhaust myself by making them happy, put their happiness above mine and asked for nothing in return. I was like walking "Use Me" robot. How could I avoid "toxic" people? I am the cool girl, the fun girl, the easy going! Yay! Until it hit me like a brick that I have been taken advantage of unfairly. Toxic people are real. They come in many shapes and forms. The world is NOT rainbows and sunshine. Being spiritual does not mean that you are doormat. This realization alone calmed me down.

Let us see how many of these tools I can implement in my own life in future.

#astrology observations #astrology #astro observations #astro community #astroblr #8th house #occult #shadow self #venus in 8th house

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ashs-random-writing · 3 years ago

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It’s Tough To Be A God

~~~~~ Gods exist. There is not one God, but there is not very many. There are only four with power and they have a mission.

Janus- God of Nature and the Wild

Logan- God of the Sun and Stars and Everything in between

Roman and Remus- Gods of Creativity and Stories

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Gods are not kind or nurturing. Gods are cruel and vicious. Gods very likely do not care about you. Well, that’s not exactly true.

The God of Nature is not all gentle breezes and butterflies. He is the hurricanes and the wolves that hunt you in the night. He is the dark woods that make it so easy for danger to hide. He is the venomous snake that waits to bite you. He is the creatures that await you outside your house. He is Danger. But, he is not all bad either.

He will grant you shelter from the cold and let you hunt, so long as you stick to necessity. He provides plants that are safe to eat, and he gives you warnings when you will run into danger. The Yellow of a wasp, the Hiss and Rattle of a snake, the Growl of a wolf. He makes it fair for all creatures to hunt as they please. He builds the woods as shelter for the wilderness, and now he is getting angry.

Humans are intent on cutting his creations down, hunting more than necessary, and destroying the world he spent so many millennia perfecting. He doesn’t blame all humans, no. They are just as much his creation as the bumblebee and the lion. He blames the ones pouring oil into the ocean, and destroying his forests and creatures. He is thankful for the others, the ones so avidly against his destruction.

Nature shall always protect them so long as they respect the land around them.

The God of the Sun and Stars is not all bright smiles and light and warmth. He is the fire that will burn you if you get too close. He is the emptiness of the space around him. He is the black holes and the dark matter of the land around him. He watches the Earth sometimes, wondering what exactly is so interesting about it. His colleagues had told him of this world, that they had chosen to grant it the gift of life, as it was the perfect distance from his creations. He was told the creatures on the world would value and worship him.

They did not. Or at least, not one of his forms. He would never see any of them so much as look at his Sun. The Stars, however, were another matter entirely. Many of the ‘humans’ would stay out at night, though not nocturnal, and stare up at his creations, making stories for why they existed.

He didn’t much care, though he did start getting concerned for the little planet after he noticed some of the colder land dwindling. In fact, the planet was a lot warmer than it was several decades before.

He vaguely wondered how that happened as he carried on rotating the planets around his creation. Perhaps he would have to ask Nature.

The God of Creativity is not all happy fairy-tales. In fact, there is not only one God of Creativity, there’s two. They used to be one, but there are so many sides of it that there was not enough ability in any one person, deity or not, so now there are two

The God of Happy Tales is not all sunshine and rainbows. He is the bittersweet moments in between happy endings, and the sweet sorrow of partings at the end. He is the curses that start the tale. He is the feeling in the back of your mind that longs for you to find a better life, the one that whispers that nothing is ever enough.

The God of Sorrowful and Scary Tales isn’t all gloom and bitterness. He is the gleeful and morbid curiosity in your mind that begs you to know what a dead body would look like drawn from limb to limb. The one that urges for tragedy and gives such amazing things to make people think. The one who gives motivation to see past all of the happy tales and realise that sometimes people don’t live happily ever after, no matter how much they deserve it.

Each has a special connection to the little blue planet, Janus being the one to grant it life, and the twins being the ones to gift it wonder and imagination. Logan being the one to grant it light and warmth and keep the seasons in order by rotating everything the right way. Each was invisible to the humans and their machines, though they often met up in secret, giving each other their own ideas and views on and about the planet and the creatures.

Janus had explained the phenomena known as ‘global warming’ and/or ‘climate change’ and how a select few humans were responsible for it, and yet they were blaming the rest of the human population. Logan wondered if that was why he had seen strange human machines in his domain when they usually just stayed on Earth

Eventually, they settled on an idea to keep the creatures at bay and not let them destroy the planet. If they were to go down and disguise themselves as human, they could learn mannerisms and culture to then reveal themselves to the human population as a whole, perhaps scare the few into reversing their mistakes

Logan looked at his reduced form in disdain, dimming down his eyes from the bright orange they usually were into the brown of Janus’ trees. Janus hid his scales and his tail, appearing next to Logan.

The twins didn’t have much to change, just their wings and tails, and their eyes. Once they looked sufficiently human, they still looked like twins, just with one donning green, and the other red.

They each looked about sixteen years of age, such a small fraction of their true age to reflect the short, short lifespans of the creatures they were pretending to be. In actuality, they were old enough to have a small grudge on one another for small petty things, like Logan accidentally sending an asteroid to Earth a few billion years before and wiping out a few of Janus’ creatures

Janus had given him the silent treatment for the next few centuries, almost an entire millennia. When Janus was healing his world and bringing new creatures and lands, he made sure Logan was not allowed near it until he had gained full complete trust again. Logan contemplated stopping the sun’s rotation out of spite, but concluded that that may have an opposite effect.

Eventually, Logan was allowed to observe and lightly interact with the creations, and allowed to give them the happiness that came with watching a falling star and asteroids from afar. He didn’t particularly like the humans, but they were still his friend’s creations. And now, in order to preserve the creations, he had to pretend to be one.

He looked to have what the humans called a ‘tattoo’ on his upper arm of a stylised sun and star. He scowled. He had never enjoyed the mortals portrayals of his domains, and their horrible inaccuracy to their true beauty. He changed it to the forming of a galaxy, one of the things he was most proud of

He and his friends started walking to the closest human town, having materialised a house for them on the edge of it. They walked in, and started planning their tactics. Their house was like a standard large human home, except the door that would remain locked to everyone but them and held the pocket dimension where they had their meetings. Logan didn’t find that very interesting.

Logan was rather interested, however, in the human concept of ‘school’. He and his friends would be going there, and Logan was eager to know what the humans considered truth. He doubted that it would be accurate, but he figured, with their small brains and limited lifespan, that they were doing their best.

He was proud of their categorisation system revolving around his planned rotations. They had separated groups of his days into sevens to easily schedule their work and everything they needed to do.

The day they were currently on was ‘Saturday’. They would be starting school on ‘Monday’. Logan wanted to know exactly everything the humans theorised to know about his domain. He wanted to know everything the humans thought as truth.

Many had stopped worshipping any Gods long ago (well, long for them, Logan remembered it like it was yesterday) and had instead devoted their lives to ‘science’, as Janus put it. Logan was intrigued by that. That alone would’ve been enough to convince him, even without the threat of Janus not talking to him

They spent the days in between the scheduled school days exploring the town. Janus knew where most things were, where creatures resided, but the human-built structures were what he did not excel at. Logan knew where people would go to gaze at his creations, but not much of human houses. The twins could name every story and tale ever thought of, even those not written or spoken, but they too had trouble with navigating the town. Eventually, they just resorted to going back to the house and figuring it out in the morning.

The morning came as quickly as the previous day went. They set out to the school building, luckily having spotted it when they were wandering. They were wearing clothes of human fashion, for reasons of blending in. They were given ‘timetables’ to know what class to be in and when.

Logan enjoyed the classes, certainly. He was a little annoyed with the humans' inaccuracies of his domain, and their dismissals of the twins' domain in every class except ‘English’. His teachers weren’t the best either, instead of advocating for the learning and safety of the human children as he was lead to believe, most seemed to enjoy punishing, rather than teaching. Only a few even did the bare minimum of not screaming at them.

A few had even denied the whole reason he was on this quest. They said that global warming was a ‘hoax’ used to try control people’s free will. It took all of Logan’s anger management to not implode the teachers’ heads with all the force and power of a forming star. The learning of human points of view was greatly appreciated, however.

He had different lessons than his friends, and met up with them at ‘break’. They quietly discussed their findings and experiences so far whilst stood up. They had nowhere to sit after all.

After about a minutes worth of discussion, a human approached. Logan wasn’t startled by the sudden appearance, he was quite aware of his surroundings, something he had learned to prevent another dinosaur incident from happening again.

“Hey, do you want to sit with me and my friend? We wouldn’t mind, and it probably sucks to have nowhere to sit on your first day. I’m Patton, by the way! He/him pronouns,” They held their hand out for what Logan recognised as a human greeting. He shook the hand offered to him exactly three times, as he had studied to.

“Salutations. I am Logan, I do not mind what pronouns you use for me, but I tend to use he/him for myself”

His friends introduced themselves as well, and Patton lead them towards a table with one other person who Logan recognised for two reasons. The first of which being that they were one of the humans who routinely gazed upon his creations in wonder. The second reason was that they were in a few of his classes.

They mumbled out a greeting and their name, Virgil. Logan greeted them back in the same way he did with Patton.

“So, what made you move here?”

His friends did most of the excuses. Logan wasn’t good at pretending or lying, he showed everything as it was, usually. This mission was a rare exception. He closed his eyes, and looked at the different galaxies he had created. His friends were looking for a new planet to give life, so they wouldn’t only have Earth, so he was searching for the best planet, with the best climate and position from the sun. So far, he had a few possible results come from unnamed planets

One was quite like Earth in size. It had no water, flora or fauna yet, and the days were about six times longer, with different stars to gaze upon. He was proud of the view on this planet. Its atmosphere had yet to change, so his creations were in full view all of the time, and even another galaxy was close enough to observe.

His only problem with it was the climate, though being a similar distance from its own star that Earth was from the sun, it was a lot colder. He supposed that Janus could make creatures that could survive such climate, but it would be different from what he was used to.

He opened his eyes about a minute later and joined the conversation as if he hadn’t just been sorting through planets. Virgil and Patton seemed interesting, not very like the humans Logan had been ‘taught’ by.

Later, they went back to class and Logan tried once again not to explode any of the humans.

Virgil was slightly intrigued by the new kids. He was pretty sure that one of their pencils had started smoking when one of the teachers had tried denying global warming.

“Oh, they look so lonely stood up there on their own, I’m gonna go invite them to sit with us” Patton stated suddenly

Virgil’s eyes widened “Wait, no. Patton, please don’t make me socialise with new kids, we don’t know if they’re nice or anything” He pleaded, to no avail

They seemed nice enough, after talking with them. A little weird, but who was he to judge them? They seemed to have something on their minds a lot, or at least, Logan seemed to. Roman and Remus just seemed loud, and Janus just seemed to know how to keep answers vague.

Logan seemed to zone out a lot, and always looked to be deep in thought, even in lessons they shared.

Speaking of which, Virgil shared just about 3/4 of his timetable with him and they talked a little more throughout the day. Virgil didn’t really know anything about this kid, but he was pretty sure they were friends now.

In the next few weeks, Virgil got more comfortable around these kids, even having visited their house, and they had visited his. Sometimes they’d show up when he was stargazing and just lay with him

The twins would explain every story they knew about the constellations, Logan seemed content to just watch them and look up at the stars. Janus seemed to prefer walking into the woods. He’d watch the stars occasionally, but mostly would walk around.

Virgil figured he just wanted to be seen as mysterious and left it at that

Him and Patton still hung out a little more than he did with the new kids, but they were definitely becoming part of the circle. He was able to tell them about stories he wanted to write, and they’d encourage him. The twins would help him through a plot hole, and Logan would tell him how to make a certain part more realistic. Janus would help him with parts if he was writing about animals, or if animals were a part of the plot for any reason.

He was grateful for that, googling the animals body language didn’t show up as useful as it could’ve done.

At the moment, Virgil was at their house, and Logan was the only person there other than him. They were talking about everything and nothing

“Hey, do you think aliens exist?” he asked, looking up from his phone. Logan smiled

“No, not yet at least. They will do soon”

Virgil paused “What the absolute hell does that mean?”

Logan just shrugged and closed his eyes. Virgil shook his head and went back online. He found a post that said something about an afterlife, and started thinking

“Do you think the world and the universe just began or do you think someone or something made it?” Logan’s eyes snapped open

“That... is a good question. Give me a second” He pulled out his phone and kept nervously looking up at Virgil whilst typing something. Soon, Logan’s phone rang, and he started talking in a hushed voice down the phone. Well, if that wasn’t just extremely suspicious...

“What am I supposed to say?- Yeah I know I should just lie, but I’m not good at that” Virgil heard the person on the other line, who he assumed was Janus, say something

“Fine, just- just tell him. Do it tactfully though. Bring him here?”

Virgil stared at Logan, trying to figure out what exactly was happening. Logan ended the call and stared at him for a moment

“Follow me” Virgil did as he was told, for once more confused than anxious. Logan lead him up to the locked door. Now Virgil was incredibly intrigued. Logan stood with his hand on the door, and looked at Virgil

“What you see when you go through this door may be startling, or even frightening. Please promise not to freak out. The others will meet us in there” Virgil looked him in the eye and posed his question

“Is it dangerous?”

Logan paused “Not if you do what we say. It is a lot different than here, I must warn you. I’ll go in first, and you will follow” Virgil nodded, anxious anticipation building up. The door was opened and all Virgil could see was darkness until Logan disappeared in a flash of light.

Virgil looked but he couldn’t see any trace of his friend.

“This is gonna get me killed...” He walked through the door with his eyes closed, and when he opened them, he froze. He was in the largest palace ever, and the walls didn’t seem to be made of anything he knew.

He looked behind him, and the door was a lot bigger as well. Logan was stood in front of him, except he didn’t look the same

He was about seventy feet tall, his skin was... well, a lot of different colours but mostly dark blue, looking like a swirling galaxy, and his eyes were glowing like the sun. He had some sort of a crown seemingly modelled after the sun’s rays.

“L-Logan? I... what is happening here?”

Logan knelt down to look at him closer to eye level. It didn’t work of course, but it did make him look marginally less intimidating.

“Well, your question caught me off guard earlier. The others and I were the ones that created everything in your universe, and I do not know how to lie convincingly. We have been staying on Earth the past few weeks to learn more about humans so that when we reveal ourselves and act on our plan it will be better”

“Ah... what exactly is your plan?” He asked timidly, scared that they wanted to kill everyone or something

“Well, scare people into ending global warming mostly, I don’t think we actually have a plan for after that. Probably just go back to normal, honestly”

Virgil blinked. This was definitely the Logan he knew, a lot bigger, sure, but the same level of dorky. Also with an insane amount of power and the ability to create (and probably destroy) entire universes. Virgil was choosing not to think about that. One question was on his mind

“Why?”

“I am unsure what exactly you are asking here, could you elaborate?” Logan asked in return

“Why do you care? Why are you so concerned?”

Logan smiled “There are many planets out there, all of my own design, but this one is special to everyone. This is the only planet currently holding life, and will be for a while. We have been devoting special attention to your world for billions of years” He interrupted himself with a laugh “Well, the others have. I, personally was banned with interacting with earth for quite a while”

Virgil held in a laugh on how absurd it sounded to hear his friend talk about how he was banned from an entire planet for ‘quite a while’

“I have a few questions. Who banned you, what did you do to get this ban, and how long exactly?” Logan thought for a moment

“Well, Janus was the one who banned me, you can ask him what I did to get this ban, since I do not believe I deserved it, and it was about sixty five million years, give or take a few. I was able to interact with this world in what I believe you call the ‘Middle Ages’. I am unsure of the exact year”

Virgil blinked. A few million years was quite a lot more than he expected.

Logan started standing up, going to full, terrifying height. “Well, I believe we’ve talked long enough. Shall we commence with the tour of the palace?”

Virgil nodded “Uh, sure? Where exactly are we going?” Logan looked down at him and hummed

“Well, we will be going down through the Gardens first, which is where Janus will be meeting us, and then we will go down to the Halls of Stories, which is where Remus and Roman have elected to meet you, and then we will go down to my section, the Stargazing Room”

Virgil nodded, before stopping “Um, how exactly am I gonna get there? This palace is a lot bigger than me”

He looked at the wall next to him, noting that he wasn’t even as big as one brick. Yeah, okay, this was crazy. Logan startled him out of his thoughts

“Would you be opposed to me carrying you? It would be the most efficient way to get around”

Virgil agreed, and was soon in the hands of his friend, and was definitely not freaking out because he was barely the size of Logan’s palm. They started walking down a long corridor, with windows every so often. Outside, there were stars, but in another window there was nothing but light, in another nothing at all, no light, no sound, no anything. It was freaky.

He could tell when they were getting closer to the Gardens, due to the growing amount of vines on the wall. Virgil sat on Logan’s palm, suddenly anxious to see another person as large as Logan. They entered the gardens and the human was rendered speechless

Millions of plants, trees and animals that Virgil had never seen before were scattered around, and the gardens themselves were hundreds of miles across. In the middle was Janus, except with two extra sets of arms, snake scales across his face and rams horns on his head.

He was creating something in his hands, what looked like a new type of creature. Virgil stared for a moment, and Janus looked up

“Hello Logan, Virgil. How are you doing? I assume this whole thing might be quite a shock for you, and that is probably my fault for letting Logan be the only one of us with you. I don’t even know what I expected to happen, he can barely even lie”

Logan chuckled above him “And yet, you are still convinced I’m lying about the dinosaurs” Virgil suddenly figured out why Logan was banned and stifled a laugh

“That’s because you are. Anyway, Virgil, how are you feeling?”

Virgil smiled “I feel like the shock of all this stuff hasn’t really registered yet. Wait like an hour, and I’ll probably have a panic attack,”

Janus hummed, before speaking “You like cats, right? I’ll give you either a cat or a snake and see if those calm you down”

Virgil went with the second option, and continued the rest of the tour with a small yellow snake draped around his shoulders and arms

The gardens were impossibly large, and there was a tree in the middle, bigger than everything else, about three times than even Janus’ height. Its branches were longer than an entire small town’s occupants laid down one after the other

Its leaves were green at the top, and going down was getting more autumn-y. It was beautiful, and Virgil’s eyes kept getting drawn to it. Janus noticed his staring and took him from Logan’s hands into one set of his own

“This was my first ever tree, I made it about a hundred years before I sent any down to Earth. It’s still one of my most prideful creations” He explained, placing one of his left hands on the bark.

Virgil could practically feel the magic radiating off of it, and it felt warm. Like a hug-type warm. But it also felt warm in the way of a fire that consumed everything in its path.

Soon they set off towards the Halls of Stories, being able to hear the loud voices of the twins from about a mile and a half away. Janus groaned, bringing up his first pair of hands to rub at his temple.

Logan did something similar.

“If they are not quiet, this will be rather horrible” Janus stated, looking down at Virgil with a gaze that was almost sympathetic

“I’ll say” Virgil grumbled, already feeling like his eardrums were shattering from a distance.

“Logan, go tell them to be quiet” Janus demanded, holding Virgil closer to his chest, and Virgil realised he had no heartbeat. Weird.

“Why do I have to do it?” Logan asked, already starting to walk towards the twins

“Because I’ve got Virgil, and I’m still mad at you” Janus stated, turning away slightly in fake anger

“I swear on all of my creations, if you do not stop bringing that up every time you want me to do something, you’ll be the one getting hit by an asteroid” Logan threatened, eyes flashing brighter for a moment, before walking away.

Janus rolled his eyes, and grinned down at Virgil

“I assume you want to know exactly what I’m mad at him about?” Janus asked amusedly

Virgil nodded and Janus’ grin got wider as he did not elaborate. Virgil huffed, soon hearing the voices get a hell of a lot quieter. They started walking towards them and soon entered a room miles high and longer than even the Gardens.

Shelves upon shelves of scrolls, books, jars, notepads, scrap pieces of paper were piled in little boxes with names attributed to them. At the moment, Virgil could not recognise any name he had seen.

The twins were up ahead, around some tables and with quills in hand. He didn’t know why they weren’t using pens; there were pens on the table, but he understood the need for aesthetic.

They immediately ran over to him and Janus upon noticing them, excitement sparkling in their eyes

“Virgil! You’re here! We did know that of course, but it’s one thing to know you’re here, and another to actually see you when you’re so itty-bitty” Roman cooed, reaching out to prod at Virgil’s side

Virgil hit the finger away and glared at both of the twins, refusing to look at Remus’ extremely sharp fangs

“Hey, I am not the one who is ‘itty-bitty’ in this scenario, you all are just impossibly large” he crossed his arms, and fake pouted.

He never thought he’d feel as comfortable with his friends at fifty feet tall that he did normally, but here he was laughing and joking as if nothing was wrong. And nothing was wrong, except for the world-shattering revelation that the world was created by his friends, but he still had his emotional support snake for that.

“Ah, contrarywise, my dear human, everything here is our size, except for you. Meaning you are, in fact, the itty-bitty one in this scenario” Janus lifted his lower arms, the ones that Virgil was in closer to his face whilst he was talking and Virgil realised that his tongue was forked.

Remus piped up, being far too loud “Yeah! You’re the one that would probably go splat if you just fell off of a table or something!”

Virgil winced at the volume, and simultaneously shuddered at the statement. Roman elbowed his brother, and whispered something. At least, Virgil assumed it was supposed to be a whisper, but Virgil could hear him perfectly

“Remus, don’t say stuff like that! Humans don’t like it when their mortality is pointed out, and you were too loud anyway”

Virgil rolled his eyes and was set down on the table. The twins explained what each box on the shelves meant, and why they were kept.

Each box represented a human, and each jar was a thought of a story or a verbal telling, each piece of paper was stuff that had been written, each notebook and picture was part of the stories and each bound book was an exact replica of the first ever printing of a book.

The twins jobs were to create new ideas and send them down to Earth for humans to catch. They had apparently blessed humans with creativity of their own when humans first gained sapience, so each idea was only the ‘ground for a grand palace of a story to stand upon’ in Roman’s words

Virgil smiled at that. Remus had explained that they each represented different aspects of stories and creativity, him being everything horror and tragedy and things that don’t end well and Roman being everything love and fairies, things that end happily ever after. They created ideas together sometimes, but not very often

“Do you keep adaptations and, like, fanfictions in here as well? ‘Cause, they’re not exactly original” he asked

“If we only stuck to things that were 100% original, this place would be very empty. Everything is derived from something else in one way or another, it doesn’t matter how. Every story, every single thing ever made, is crafted from something else. Whether it be real life experiences, or another story, nothing is truly original, no matter what. Even if it’s not directly based on something else, thoughts always duplicate one another”

Virgil considered that for a moment, before nodding. That did make sense...

The tour proceeded with all four of the deities. It took a while for the tour to restart, however, as the twins kept bickering about who’s ‘turn’ it was to carry him

“No, I should carry him, I’m older and it’s my turn!”

“We formed at the same time, and it’s my turn!”

So now, he was sat in Logan’s arms once again, because the twins wouldn’t stop arguing. It would’ve been funny if it wasn’t so loud that he once again felt like his ears were gonna break.

The Stargazing Room was mesmerizing, to say the least. It was phenomenally large, perhaps even larger than the Hall of Stories.

He couldn’t even see the outer walls, it was so expansive, and all around him were miniature galaxies and stars. Or maybe they weren’t miniature and this was just where the universe was held. Virgil didn’t like that thought, though; each galaxy was just over his size, and he didn’t want to think that this dimension was just so impossibly large that lightyears worth of space could be smaller than a book to his friends

He went through the tour with wide eyes and eventually yawned, realising that such a shocking day might have gone better and longer if he had more than three hours of sleep. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to stay awake.

It was probably rude to fall asleep in someone’s hands. After a few more minutes of galaxies, Virgil was extremely tired, and barely realised what he was doing as he leant into Logan’s thumb

“Virgil, are you alright?”

Virgil nodded drowsily, “Mhm... tired” he stated, closing his eyes

“Ah, my apologies, would you like returning to your house?” Virgil shook his head

“No.. warm, you’re warm” He mumbled, before slipping into unconsciousness

Janus grinned down at the sleeping human in Logan’s hand, and gave a smug look to the deity in question

“You know, you can’t move now, or you could wake him up. Humans are like cats in that regard, he might never trust you again~” he teased in a sing-song voice

Logan tensed up, looking nothing short of a deer in headlights. The twins were snickering across the room and Virgil just cuddled further into Logan’s hand

“Would he really never trust me again?” Logan stared down at the small human, speaking extremely quietly

“Of course he would, he might get grumpy for a while, but not everyone holds grudges like me, for some reason” Janus rolled his eyes and leaned closer to the human

“He’s so much smaller than I’m used to... I haven’t seen a human this small since I first crafted them” He murmured, careful not to wake him

Roman and Remus were whispering at the other end of the room, and Janus left Logan and Virgil to talk to them

“What are you two doing and will I have to clean anything up?” he asked, not fazed by their antics. No one would be after several billion years.

Roman grinned

“We just texted Patton! We told him that Virgil was having a sleepover here, and that he should join!”

Janus sighed “I suppose I will have to be the one to greet him and bring him here?” the twins nodded and Janus brought up a hand to his forehead

“I assumed so. When is he supposed to arrive?”

Roman looked down at the phone “In a few minutes”

Janus quickly told Logan what was going on and went back to the human realm. Not too long later, Patton arrived and Janus greeted him with a smile.

“Virgil’s just through here. Please don’t freak out when you go in” he opened the door to reveal darkness. He walked in first, as that was the least dangerous for the human

If Patton went in first, and didn’t get out of the doorway fast enough... He didn’t want to think about that. Patton walked in with hesitation, only to freeze the minute he got into the palace

“Don’t freak out. Basically, me, Logan and the twins are Gods, or whatever. You and Virgil were supposed to find out together, but Logan accidentally let it slip to Virgil, so he’s already had his tour around. Any questions?”

Patton stared at him, his horns specifically and then his extra arms, and then his scales

“You look... different” He offered weakly, smiling up at the God.

Janus smiled back “You don’t say. I assumed I looked the exact same in my human form and this form” He smirked and Patton laughed

“Anyway, shall we proceed with the tour? I may need to pick you up” He lowered his hand to the ground palm up in front of the human.

The tour commenced and Patton seemed to love everything

A few months later, it was time to put the plan into action. Janus grinned, looking down at all the unknowing humans below. This would be fun.

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Age Is Just A Number ~ Min Yoongi

As soon as you managed to get back into Yoongi’s apartment, you let go of a huge sigh of relief, overwhelmed, you sunk to your knees as soon as you heard the door close, brushing your hands through your hair as tears quickly threatened to spill.

“Y/N,” Yoongi whispered straight away, kneeling by your side with his hand resting against the small of your back. “Come on, let’s get you sat down,” he suggested, carefully helping you through the house and into the living room, making sure you were comfortable sat down on the sofa.

He walked over straight away once you were seated to draw the curtains as he continued to spot the flashes of cameras outside of his house. He was used to it by now, but it was far from anything that you’d experienced before, especially since you made the move to Seoul.

“It’s alright,” he comforted, taking a seat beside you once the outside world was shut out, using the sleeves of his jumper to wipe away your tears, prying your hands away from your face.

“I’m not used to all of that Yoongi, what have I done to suddenly attract so much attention?”

As much as he didn’t want to hurt you, Yoongi knew exactly what the reasons were that had attracted the media’s attention to you. It was something he’d spent so long reassuring you about before the two of you became public, but even he didn’t expect this.

He sat and waited for your eyes to look across at him, snuffling back the remaining tears that fell as you slowly began to settle once again back in the comfort of his home.

“I’m the problem, aren’t I?” You questioned him, “I’m not what people want you to date, so they’re making sure that their opinions are know.”

“But you’re what I want to date, even if others think I shouldn’t.”

You were used to listening to Yoongi reassure you, but now you had the opinions of others striking you like bullets, it was difficult to find comfort in his words.

“Sometimes I think I should just catch the first flight home and save you from all of this, it’s not what you need,” you huffed, feeling his hands grip much tighter against you.

“And let them win? I won’t allow you to do that Y/N.”

Your shoulders shrugged as you finally began to hear it quieten outside. You didn’t have the thick skin that Yoongi did, but that never meant that he deserved what was coming to him.

You glanced across at the hold he had on your wrists, “if it’s not about where I come from then, it’s my age. If you don’t want me to fly home, should I just hurry up and graduate?”

“It’s not about that for me,” he whispered, offering you a soft smile. “They’re doing this because all of this is new and feeding them headlines. In a couple of weeks, the novelty will wear off and all of this will blow over for us and sunny skies will be above us again instead.”

It was easy for Yoongi to make all of this sound like sunshine and rainbows, he was used to the attention, whilst you were the complete opposite.

There was always a chance of people disapproving of your relationship, which Yoongi was well aware of. For him to date someone who didn’t come from Korea would be enough to catch the media’s attention, but with the slight age difference between you both too, the media truly felt as if they’d won the lottery outing you both.

“I don’t want to let this break us, but I can see how badly you’re hurting right now. Just please, stay by my side and trust me when I tell you that things are going to get better.”

“Why are you even still here Yoongi?” You outrightly asked him, “why are you here when you can see what a negative impact this is currently having on your career?”

His head shook, “that’s a simple question, because I know that I deserve to be happy, and it’s being with you that makes me happy, regardless of what anyone else has to say about it.”

You knew just how tight the media’s grip had been on his career over the years, and finally he wanted to take the step and cut those ties. “I’m glad that I could be the one to make you happy at least.”

For so long, Yoongi had worried about what others might say and think, but when it came to his heart, the only thing he was ever going to do was follow it. When his heart told him there was something special with you, nothing else mattered apart from making himself yours.

“I appreciate more than anything how hard this is for you, and I would be doubtful in your position too, but I won’t ever let you get on a plane and leave me right now, you’re staying here.”

“I want to be here, with you.”

“And I want you here with me to prove to everyone else that we’re a team. It doesn’t matter where in the world we both come from, and it doesn’t matter how old either of us are. Age is a number, and nationality is a location, but as long as our hearts are happy, what more matters?”

You snuffled once again lightly, wiping underneath your eyes. “That’s a pretty nice way of looking at it, it’s almost like you write songs for a living,” you giggled.

“See, that’s more like it. There’s that smile I love,” he cheered.

Your head shook as his hands moved to rest against your hips, pulling you down with him so that the two of you were able to stretch out across the sofa. His grip on you was one of desperation, determined not to let you go.

You could feel his lips trailing gently against your cheek, “if it makes you feel better, I love that your foreign. It means I get a lot of holidays out of it.”

“How is that the only bonus you see out of this?” You cried out, poking against his chest. “We’ve barely even had the chance to head home, you’ve only met my family twice.”

“I reckon that we should change that, I’d love to head over more often.”

A trip home was always something that you were open to. In fact, your move to Seoul was never supposed to be one that was permanent. But after meeting Yoongi, and quickly falling for him, you knew that you had to follow your heart.

“I think it’s pretty cool that I’ll be able to brag about dating a graduate soon too,” he continued to tease, “will you get to throw your cap up like they do in the movies?”

“It’s not quite as cliché as you think,” you groaned, noticing the wide smile on his face. “But if it will make you feel better, I’ll throw my cap into the air.”

“Well, you know I’ll be there in the front row cheering you on when you do,” he whispered into your ear, “that’ll give the media something to photograph, showing off how smart you are.”

“If you do that, you’ll end up getting kicked out, and that will give the media something even more valuable to photograph,” you laughed, “maybe it’s best if you just take a step back and keep yourself to yourself.”

His head shook back at you, he’d never been one to stand back in your relationship, and he wasn’t going to know. It didn’t matter how big or small the incident was, he was proud to be yours, regardless of what everyone else has to say.

“I’ll be your biggest fan,” he chimed, “always.”

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Minnie Sweets, i hate to be the real Debbie Downer that i am irl over here but you must know the importance of your radiante presence and wonderful love and the effect it has on my life ☺️yesterday was a very sad day for me and its been really rough lately, rougher than usual which is already rough as it is so i'm guessing you can estimate by now how rough we're talking here 😅i went to sleep feeling very sad and lonely but then when i woke up in the middle of the night and saw your ask, the thought that i crossed someone else's mind in a way that made them want to tell me how much they loved me made me feel less sad and less alone 🙂this fucking ramble is all just to tell you how unbelievable the effect of your kindness is on all of us 💕to you, it was just a sweet ask and a nice thing to say, to me, it meant the whole entire world and that's not even an exaggeration ❤️i hope you know it in your heart of hearts that you are an amazing soul that anyone who's lucky enough to be around is fucking blessed like so much they can't even believe this shit! (I'm sorry i tend to swear a lot when i'm being an emotional wreck😅) you are unique in the way you love and in the way you give 💙a darling, an amour, a sweet angel 💞and i love, love, love you, Minnie Sweets 💛💛💛

Oula, sweetheart 💗💗💗 I love you so much. SO MUCH. Please don't ever feel bad for being honest and open, my love. Not everything has to be sunshine and rainbows all the time. If you're not doing great and you're feeling lonely, then I want to know because I want to be there for you and help you in any way I can 💖 While my life isn't always perfect or easy either, I'm well aware that I'm very blessed to have a lot of good things and people in my life, and I know not everyone is that fortunate, so I want to help and give back as much as I can, especially to people who deserve it as much as you do 💜 You deserve everything good, my darling. Truly you do, and never forget it 😘😘😘 I'm so happy that my silly little message could give you some comfort last night, and if you're ever feeling lonely again, please remember that I love you and I'm always here for you (I mean it!!) 💫💫

Sending you the biggest hug imaginable, Oula baby, and I hope today has been a little better for you than yesterday 💕💕💕

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maghrib-genova · 4 years ago

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Ultimate Crossover AU

Read explanation about the pairings under the cut.

The Crossover AU in which each Marwan characters has his own Luca from their movie I’ve watched so far.

1. Pierre x Roberta [Murder on the orient Express x L'ultimo Terrestre]

The softest pairing because both of them are good people who deserve so much love, bond over their love for their mother, clearly love at first sight, meet on the train. A lot of sweet things, rainbow and sunshine pairing, compliments each other daily, calling each other “love” in each other language and super understanding, got married after six months dating and stay together till old and gray.

2. Daan x Paolo [Hartenstraat x Il Padre D'Italia]

They fall in love through online dating website. Paolo just recently adopted a daughter and doesn’t really know what he is doing so he is panicking and want to meet someone online that probably can help him a little bit since he doesn’t really have many friends. Paolo dating profile “not really trying to find someone in particular because I just recently adopted a daughter, if anyone wanted to share some tips and willing to be the lending ear of my distress I would be more than happy to have a friend like that” and Daan clicked on the profile because of those sweet smile and beautiful eyes. They bond through Daan amazing skill in taking care of kid because he has his own share raising Saar alone to give some tips. They decided to meet up for real after chatting back and forth and Paolo is a goner because Daan got a killer smile ready with the kind eyes, he knew at how all the single moms on the block gets their ovaries warm and melted when Daan smiled at them. Not to mention he loves his daughter so much and always talk about her so freely, Paolo seeing Daan with his daughter really what made Paolo sure about being with him. Paolo is super shy around Daan, like Daan compliment everything about him but he still find it’s hard to believe in his words even though he literally look like the sweetest thing in the world especially when he wake up in Daan’s arm after gentle slow sex in the morning. Daan would be like “my love haven’t you see yourself in the mirror?”. They are the most wholesome parents after they got married. They are both sappy romantic couple that love their daughters so much.

3. Majid x Martin [Martin Eden x Wolf]

This pairing is full of angst, misunderstanding and a lot of fighting, Martin clearly use his words to hurt Majid and Majid sometimes can’t help his anger issue so Martin got the slap sometimes in which Majid will keep asking for forgiveness, angst without happy ending it seems with this two. They met at the restaurant near the dock, a few table a part from each other, feel attraction and have one night stand, then they meet again and they were young so they fall hard and they were in love. At first it was easy, just the two of them, they decided to move in together but after a year when money becoming the issue and Majid start getting back to his street way of making money so he could put food on the table and Martin with his own issue, the self doubt , he just want to write but he thinks the world is a sickening place, they start to question about why they still stay together if the conversation always end up in arguments. Always angsty hate fuck with this two when both feeling nauseous afterwards. Majid would hug Martin from behind after they both spent and sweaty from the aftermath and they would murmured while cuddling up in each other arms with words that could cut hearts.

Majid : I can’t quit you but you make me sick, sleeping with you made me sick but I hate you so much because how much I love you.

Martin : You don’t love me for who I am . You want me to change in order for you to give me just some fragments of affection that I barely even get from your rough hands and how you beat up the world and make your own laws.

Majid : You would know better about the state of the world if you didn’t live too long in your idealistic fictional world in your head, step out side and look around you, this world is not getting any better, I work like that so you can live your dreams but you see what I did for you like a disease.

Martin : Love is not for someone like us, You are too careless about this world and you see me as a joke even from the start, how could you expect me to stand by when you stomped all over my feeling.

Majid would force Martin to look at him while he said those words and Martin would cry and they would kiss again and fuck again and hate each other again, repeat.

4. Fabio x Jafar [They call me Jeeg x Aladdin]

Fabio who craved for power finally had his wish granted when he found Djin jafar lamp. He rubbed on the magic lamp and had the powerful Djin under his command to do whatever he wants. The unstoppable evil power they would have together. They would rule the world together, a lot of evil laughter, the world will enter dark age, they would be so happy together in their own evil way. Also alot of weird kinky sex. Involved a snake.

5. Cesare x Rico [Non Essere Cattivo x Bloedlink]

Cesare and Rico a total mess. Cesare trying to find away to sell more drugs and Rico with the idea of kidnapping a girl for some ransom. The quick money they could have and what they should do to get it that’s what they are talking about during breakfast, dinner time or after sex pillow talk. Briefly meet in prison but wasn’t close but know each other, see each other again at a bar and somehow whey they talk outside they have the same idea and can easily connect so they hit off and start dating. The problem in their so wholesomely in mess relationship is Cesare addiction, like Rico is okay with all the other crimes they committed together but to see Cesare losing himself to drug abuse was hard, they often fight because of the drugs. Probably end up in prison again together (happy ending) or..one of them or both of them get shot during one of their crimes (the sad ending version).

These pairings probably will change if I watched more of their movies and find more suitable characters. I just want each of them to have their own pair. Joe x Nicky infinite alternate universe.

Actually have soft spot for :

1. Majid x Roberta

2. Majid x Fabio

If Roberta wasn’t paired with Pierre I would give her to Majid and if Fabio wasn’t with Jafar I think Majid also really suitable for him. There are Primo, Mickey, Fabrizio, etc to consider but we can talk about them later. I just love Crossover AU so much.

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