#and what would it help ? What would it help to let them win in some small way beyond giving them the satisfaction ?
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Drunkie II Alexia putellas x reader
They were engaged at this point. Y/N finally had herself someone to love truly, to trust. It was a huge party in the Patri’s house. All the staff members and the whole team were there to join the party.
The party was fun. Though due to that it ended with a heavy boom. Alexia was still somewhat sober having drunken two cases of beer. Though, Y/N had gone hammered after winning the drinking contest against her and another staff member of the team with a staggering 6 bottles of beer, 2 shots of vodka, and three shots of tequila.
Y/N was at her most tipsy, but it wasn't enough to make her pass out or drunkenly spin circles to do something stupid. Thankfully this was all stopped as Alexia brought Y/N back to their house.
Y/N had smelled of alcohol after she practically swam in beer because of a dare Patri made her do. Because of that her shirt and pants were dampened with beer, showing off her toned abs. Yet alexia couldn't complain, Y/N had it less. Mapi and Lucy swam in tequila.
Y/N lays on the bed drunkenly. She was muttering some phrases off.
"She's pretty." Y/N mutters.
Alexia turns her head as she grabs some of her new clothes from the wardrobe.
“Who is Y/N?" She asks before setting the clothes by her side.
"My wife." Y/N Says. She lets out a drunken laugh. "Like ... she is gorgeous. I LOVE HER!"
She lets out a chuckle rolling her eyes. "Well, she must be a lucky person to have you." She Says.
"Nah !! " Y/N slurs.
She then begins undressing her button down. Y/N's max drunk mode made it nearly impossible as she tries wiggling her shirt off. Yet Y/N manages to slap her hand off her without fail.
"Y/N!" She scolds.
“No." Y/N Says. "She'll get mad!"
She looks at them confused. "Y/N you smell like beer. Don't make this complicated, it's late night." She complains. "Who’s going to get mad anyway?"
She tries again to get her shirt off. She swat her hand away.
“Staahhhp! She's going to get angry." Y/N hisses. "And if you don't stop, I'll make her use her powers on you. My wife is La Reina."
"Y/N what?"
Y/N swats her hand away. "No, I don't love you." She say angrily.
Immediately Alexia’s chest hits with hurt. "What?"
"Only Alexia can touch me." She scold. "My wife can only do that. Stop it!"
Her faltered expression immediately lightens up. She couldn't help but let out a giggle at Y/N's behavior. No doubt Alexia’s fiancé is the stereotypical golden retriever masc. The thought itself made her smile widely. Even when Y/N was drunk she had a conscious to be loyal to her.
She then places herself right over Y/N’s body. She grabs the sides of her face firmly. "Y/N, you drunk idiot ... " She says sternly.
Y/N opens her eyes slightly. A once annoyed expression is replaced by a smile. “Hi babe.” Y/N Says with a laugh. “Thank god you’re here.”
She smiles. "You're drunk Y/L/N." She comments.
"I know." Y/N admits. She then touches her hair, circling it around her fingers. "You know you are really pretty."
"You tell me that every day."
Y/N smiles before telling it back. "Because I mean it." She say.
She lets out a happy sigh. "You know in the least can we get your shirt and pants off."
"If we do it now, I might vomit on you." Y/N slurs.
"I'm just changing your clothes babe." She Says. "You, Mapi and Lucy swam in liquor today."
"It was Patri's idea." Y/N retorts.
"I know." She Says. "And I'm gonna kill her for it." She adds under her breath.
Finally after some time she finally gets the needed clothes off. She throws them in the laundry. She was about to leave to go and grab some of Y/N’s medicine when she feels a something tugs at her.
"Ale baby ... stay!" Y/N groans.
She turns her head. "I have to go get your pills for your hangover so you don't complain all tomorrow.” She Says.
Y/N laughs. "Fuck the hangover." She mumble. "I want my wife here."
She rolls her eyes. Knowing if she fought back, it would take another hour for this to calm down. Willingly she slides right beside Y/N in bed.
Alexia let Y/N spoons her.
“Why won't you face me?” She asks.
"Because my breath smells like alcohol." Y/N murmurs quietly. She hold her hand though as their legs tangle within each other.
“Goodnight babe." She Says.
Without missing a beat Y/N reply back slurring her words heavily.
"Love you." She manages to say.
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thank you for reading.
#woso imagine#woso fanfics#woso one shot#woso x reader#alexia putellas x reader#alexia x reader#alexia putellas fluff#masc lesbian#masc reader#woso community
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pairing: Toji x reader / TojiMMA
synopsis: Toji MMA with an upcoming match with Sakuna. Y/N a new reporter with a last chance on the job she need Toji help where he offer his help in exchange for sex.
warning: pet names, smut with plot, overtim, squirting, dumbification, size kink, unprotected, praise, ect+++
words: 1964
A/N. English is not my first language if there any mistake plz forgive me. I do not own any of the character or picture (credit to the rightful owner) only the plots are mine.
Enjoy ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
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Toji Zenin, a heavyweight MMA fighter. He is not only known for his amazing winning record but also for his sexy, dangerous body and looks that could put down anybody who passes his way. With all the body muscle and his good look no wonder he is so popular. Nobody knows where the scar on his face comes from but that does not stop the increasing number of his fangirls and boys yet, he hates the attention that he receives.
“Fuck off” he shouted out to the reporter who had crowed him after his match, which of crouse he had won
“Stop scaring them off” said his manger, as he quickly followed him into the break room leaving the press behind with the help of their bodyguard “They just doing their job, why don’t you enjoy their attention a little more”
Toji ignores him sitting into the chair relaxing his muscles provided for him by his physical therapist, as they help him cool down his body
“You know, they’re just excited for your upcoming match. With you fighting one of the MMA legend, how would they ever stay calm”
“Sukuna, a MMA legend? Funny”
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Y/N POV
"Listen here and listen well, this is your last chance. You will do an interview with Toji about the upcoming MMA match of Toji Zenin VS Sakuna. Do you understand?!" scream your boss
‘Fuck Toji, fuck the MMA’ you mentaly curse as you drink down another glass of whiskey. Becoming a reporter had always been your dream, however the only kinds of news that had your interest were about crimes. Mystery and thriller which was your favorite, not some celebrity life. Yet, the crimes had been decreasing and there was nothing for you to make a living off
‘Not sure if I should be happy or sad about it’ you thought as you asked for another glass. Looking over you just happen to notice that there was a man sitting 3 seats away from you. You can’t recall when the man came by. However, that does not matter now when all you want to do is to forget your boss
Looking over to that man all you can tell is that he might be loaded as he dresses so comfortably for these luxury bars. With a tight black shirt and gray sweatpants. With all of his muscles that are hugging his shirt. You could not tell if the shirt is too small or his muscles too big. ‘Must be the latter’ you taught to yourself
“Like what you see?” said the man as you realize that you’re caught from staring at him
“Not much to see” you lied as you look away blushing from the embarrassment from getting caught
A light laugh leaves his mouth as move toward the seat beside you and leans on his palm facing you. Seeing his face close up all you can say is that he is handsome- too handsome for your little heart. With a scar on his mouth you can't help but to let that little thriller heart of your run free
“Your face is red” he smirk
“I drank a lot tonight” you replied holding onto your glass tighter looking forward not wanting to face him
“Hmm” he slowing reach his hand out to you with one of his finger touching your ear dragging down to your neck pass your shoulder to the collar of your shirt “it all red” his eyes never leaving you
“Oh” is all that you can reply hoping that he would not hear how hard your heart is pounding
“Where does it end?” he asked with a smug. As his finger traces upward back to your ear. You knowing full well of what will happen next based on your answer
‘A night won’t hurt’ you thought, losing your mind into the alcohol. “Want to see it out yourself?” You asked him now facing him and by the time you know it you were already in one of the hotel rooms. Him being all over you, kissing harshly as you were pushed against the wall
You felt dizzy, as he hungrily kissed you as he bit into your bottom lip. You parted your lips allowing him to kiss you deeper with his hand onto the back of your neck holding your face upward toward him as he pressed himself between your legs. Never in your life had been kissed like this before and as he pull away leaving small kiss around your face to your ear as he whisper ‘get on the bed’
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You both move toward the bed, walking backward following his lead with his mouth never leaving you. Once on the bed with his body on top of you leaving a small kiss along the side of your neck down to your breast. He unbuttons your shirt, pants, and undergarment, throwing them away leaving you naked. He sat up while scanning your body from top to bottom with only the bedside lamp as your light source. A small smile formed on his mouth “it's all red” he smirked as his strong hand held onto one of your breasts playing with your nipple as he blended down to suck on another. He smiles as he hears you whimper, his hand reaching down playing with your clit. A moan escaped your mouth as his finger entered you. Lewd squelching sound filled up the room as he hit all the right spots in you. Your moan became louder as your stomach tighten almost reaching your climax
“Gonna cum on my finger? Show me how you cum, little one” with him fingering you faster helping you reach your climax. He help you ride it down your hand reaching out grabbing his shirt
“Take it off” you plead. So he did, finger leaving you hanging wanting for more and within a second his shirt was off thrown away leaving him only in his sweatpant. Him standing on his knee above you, the little light helps define all his muscles and you take your time scanning him from the top only to stop at the bulging on his sweatpant. You hand reach out to touch it as you sit right up and you can’t help but to pull down his pants freeing his dick only for it to hit your face. You were stunned at how huge he was, worrying if you could even handle it. Before you could say a word he pushed you onto your back with one leg in his arm over his shoulder. Feeling his tip rubbing your fold “Such a sweet little thing for me” he teased
“Are you on pill” he asked “yes” and with that he slowly sank in stretching you out. You moan out as you feel every inch of him entering you. “Fuck, so tight” he moan as he pull out just to push right back in. You suck in a shaky breath never once you had anything that big in you. “Too big” you murmur, lip trembling. He picks up his speed and pounds right into you. Burying it so deep and thrusting fast and rough. “I’m go-gonna” You whine as you climax for the second time of the night. Drunk on pleasure, you didn’t notice that he slowly positioned you into the matting press with your two legs up on both of his arms.
“Think you can handle me more” he ask. Looking to where you both connected only to find out that he is only half way in- all this time. “W-wait” before you could reply he already sank himself deeper into you hitting your cervix. Your mouth pops open with a gasp taking him in more and more. “You feel that, taking me so-so well” he praised as he was pounding harder and deeper than before. With every thrust he hits your cervix you can’t help but to cry out of pleasure. “I can’t- no more-“ you cried. “Shhh, you can and you well” he shushes you, as he bent down kissing you. You never had sex this intense in your life before, the amount of pleasure you felt scare you. “W-wait some-something coming, I feel strange” you cried as you tried to move away from him yet with his strong arm he was able to hold you down. Now you're back facing him with you in all four. His arm is holding onto your side forcing you down onto him as he continues trust into you.
“Go on then, make a mess” one of his hands reaching down, playing with your swollen clit. Your core tightens as you reach your high, leaking all over the sheet beneath you. Screaming with your eyes roll back from the intense pleasure. “Fuck” he groans seeing you squirt all over. “Good girl” trusting faster, reaching his own climax coming inside you. Before you can even catch your breath he flips you over, now facing him with him in between your legs. Looking at his face, his eyes dazed in pleasure with a smug expression and his hand stroked his once again hard on “Again” he demanded while looking at you “cum like that for me again” he positioned himself right at your entrance. “Hmmm” you moan back too tired to form a word, feeling him going in-
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*buzz-buzz buzz-buzz*
You woke up to your phone ringing. Reaching out you receive the call "Y/N! Finally the phone went through, I just received mail from the team that you are allowed to go in for a quick photo of the gym today. Meet them at their gym at 2 and take this as your chance and meet up with the coach to get closer to Toji-san. I will send the location of the gym to your mail. Don't forget this is your last chance" your boss ended the call
'Fuck' you mentally curse sitting up you look around to see the other side of the bed empty- no note, no men cloths, nothing. You recall the night before which was the most intense sex you ever had and which you had enjoyed thoroughly. Hell, you never knew that sex can be that extreme and with the guy whom you never get the chance to know his name
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Looking in front of you is the so-called gym that your boss forces you to come to. You had gone home, got dressed and gathered your stuff even with the difficulty of your sore leg and muscle you finally made it to the gym. One of the men came out and greet you
"Hi, you're the reporter right? I'm the coach assistant that will be helping you around today" he introduced himself. He brought you into the gym which can only be accessed by the members of the team. Which he introduces you around through the building, rooms, and the equipment along with some new addition members of the team. Everyone is friendly as they help you along the gym yet you can't help but feel the soreness from last night is getting back through you from walking around.
"-and so this is Toji-san's personal break room" he guides you to the front door "Can't we go in?" you asked. During the tour you were able to access into other member's personal room, so you questioned him. "Sorry, unlike other members Toji-san rooms are off limits. He hated when people come into his room without permission" he answer you with a small awkward smile "Oh, what a jerk"
"That is not what you called me last night" a familiar voice calls you out. A shadow looms over you from behind, turning around looking up you recognize the face- the exact same one that makes you cum over and over oh god how could you ever forget
#toji fushiguro#toji x reader#jjk toji#toji smut#toji x you#fushiguro toji#toji zenin#fushiguro#jjk#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen
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WIBTA if I send in screen shots to someone that made a callout post about a former friend?
Please read this entire thing before your decision. I understand the "blurb" may make me seem like a backstabber and someone you wouldn't trust, but I have my reasons I'll detail why this person is a former friend.
I'm a former friend of someone we'll call Marie. Marie, idk how to explain it, but she kind of didn't care about anyone but herself. Anytime someone would talk about something she'd make it about herself and it was very annoying. Marie also would make a lot of us uncomfortable at times. She said some racial slurs to us various times and claimed it wasn't racist. One was towards me and I asked her not to, basically I told her she can't call me a slur because she's white and made me feel uncomfortable. The other was some Irish thing I had to google because our friend who is Irish was uncomfortable and I'm still horrified with what I saw.
Marie would reblog my vent posts on tumblr a lot. None was ever to console me. One was where she reblogged and said "this would be a good ice breaker for a date." I did go off on her since at the time I had such a nasty break up and my vent had absolutely nothing to do with that. Now here's the issue, besides reblogging my vent posts, someone archived her reblog of my vent posts on the wayback. Multiple ones. I contacted wayback, but they said they only delete archives if the blog owner makes a statement on their blog. For reference, i have had multiple chronic stalkers and Marie was very well aware of it. So I already had wayback not allow archives of my blog because one stalker was using it to archive everything on me online. So a stalker found a loophole in the form of Marie. Now, this was before Tumblr had allowed us to disable reblogs. So no jumping to the comments saying it's my fault when this was years ago before that function was available. So, Marie refused and told me its whatever and if anything they were probably archiving her edits despite all of the archives on her blog had my vents she reblogged, like every single time she reblogged it got archived.
Now lastly, Marie was one of those people who would never celebrate anyone's victories. It was so weird, someone could say "oh, I got a new camera for my photography" and she'd say something like "in 3rd grade someone shat on my camera, so I never got a new camera". It would make stuff so awkward and make us not want to talk in our discord. I got a scholarship one year she decided to go to school (she was 12 years out of highschool) and she lost her financial aid in one semester because she didn't do any of her school work! Yet somehow "the government picks favorites and doesn't want to pay people that deserve it". Her words, I was very offended since she knew I worked full time, was a POC, and was not eligible for financial aid. Let me have the scholarship win without making it about you!
So one day I just blocked her everywhere after I deleted the friend discord we had. It wasn't right after, I waited over a year and became more and more distant. She did contact me again, but surprise surprise, she wanted me to help build her a website for her "oni-sona". I declined and we haven't spoken since.
Now the callout part. She has a callout under her new alias and it has her previous too. In this callout it's talking a lot about how she treats people like shit and uses them for her own gain. It details as well to not support her or any of her projects because she steals (idk about that, I've personally never witnessed it, but I'm believing OP because everything else is true.)
Now, would I be the AH if I submit stuff to add to the callout? I was just going to send in how she reblogged my vents and someone archived them on wayback and she refused to contact way back to delete them despite knowing I had stalkers. Maybe I'll submit more stuff, but not caring I had stalkers is my biggest gripe and something I think should be added since she allowed my stalkers to do that.
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“i’m here, i always will be”
content: smut, angst(?) to comfort
toji wasnt unfamiliar with your stress relief habits. He’s known you for years, he knows what gets under your skin and how well you can handle certain situations.
when you first revealed to him that you wanted his help in relieving your stress, he was confused. How could he help? You quickly gave him his answer one night, tugging his pants and boxers down and easing him into your salivating mouth.
he really couldn’t believe how eager you were, pulling moan after pathetic yet sexy moan from as yo swallowed him whole. Once he’d came on your face, he picked you and threw on the couch. Collecting the slick that had pooled in your panties while you sucked him off, he lined his mushroom tip with your entrance.
“stop fuckin around, Fushiguro.” you huffed impatiently, earning a carnal groan from him. You reached behind you, spreading one of your cheeks to give him a better look at your pussy as it clenched around air.
with pleading eyes that contradicted your demanding tone, you said, “fuck me already!” Toji hated taking orders, especially from impatient, cock-hungry whores like his friend. You earned a sharp slap to your ass, a whimper of yours following his action.
“Keep rushin me and I leave without letting you cum.” That was his only warning. He spread you out deliciously as he sank his duck into your walls. You winced, not accustomed to his girth, but it wasn’t long before that pain bled into blinding pleasure.
“Shit.” He hissed, massaging the globes of your ass that were flush against his pelvis. “Tight as hell…”
he thrusted into you mercilessly, reveling in your keens of pleasure. his green eyes darkened as he watched your nails claw at the couch cushions.
“you were so bossy earlier,” he jeered, snatching you up by the nape so your moans weren’t muffled by the couch. “what happened? ‘s too much for you, ma?”
you didn’t respond, solely focused on how his tip continuously prodded at your g-spot and snatched any and all responses from your drooling mouth. there was another kind of bliss toji’s rough handling of you brought: silence. you couldn’t hear the thoughts that screamed endlessly in your skull, and even if you could, you couldn’t focus on them.
all there was was sweet silence and overwhelming pleasure.
“if y’won’t talk, i’ll make good use of that mouth then.” he says huskily, snaking his hand to your throat and harshly turning your head, sealing your lips in a deep kiss.
the moans and cries he swallowed made his cock throb, made him slow down just a bit to really feel your insides. “God,” he groaned, tongue dragging of yours. “taste so good, fuck.”
he shuddered, chuckling darkly as your walls spasmes around his girth, leaking your creamy orgasm onto him. “‘cummin’ from a kiss?” he breathed, pulling back to study your fucked out, sweaty face. “so cute.”
your eyes came into focus, and for a second toji saw desperation in them. only, this desperation wasn’t the sexual kind, but more fearful. he didn’t know what to make of your expression.
still trying to catch your breath, you uttered, “again.”
and that’s how it was for months. when the world around you became a bit too much, you’d call toji and he fuck the stress right out of you, however you want and however long you need. some days, two orgasms was enough to settle you down. as of late, though, you’ve been seeing him everyday for the past two weeks, fucking him late into the night to try and ease the strain life is putting on you.
toji had begun to worry. he was all for having sex with you as stress relief, in his eyes it was a win-win: he gets to fuck the woman he’s been quietly pining after while helping her destress. but now, watching you ride him to what would be your fourth orgasm and his third, he didn’t feel any pleasure. he never bothered asking what made you want this, want to fuck your worries away, he didn’t feel like it was place to question you.
but he couldn’t help but notice how your thighs shook with fatigue, sweat dripped off your nose and down your back, how your expression was more serious than orgastic, he knew something really wasn’t right.
“hey..” he said gruffly, his hold on your waist tightening. “hey, slow down.” his words fell on deaf ears.
you continued bouncing on him, panting with exhaustion. you still gripped his length like nothing he’s ever felt, but he would only feel good if you felt good. and it was apparent that you weren’t doing this to feel good anymore.
“baby.” he said a bit louder. his big hands tried to still your body. “baby, stop.”
“shut up.” you huffed. you weren’t looking at him, eyes zeroed in on a place on his chest. the vacant look in your eyes made his blood run cold.
“y/n, stop.” he slammed you down on his length, the impact and the way his tip stabbed your g-spot, startling you. you yelped, bringing your eyes to his finally.
“i can’t stop.” your voice wavered with what toji could only recognize as fear. what were you so afraid of? why did you want to keep going despite your obvious fatigue? “l-let’s keep going, i just need one more…”
toji flipped you onto the bed, his burly figure caging you against the mattress. he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and hollow enough for all the thoughts you hated to come flooding back in.
“tell me why.” toji demanded. your brows furrowed at his words. “why do you want to keep going?”
the room felt colder, maybe it was the sweat that collected on your skin now doing it’s job. you breathed fast and quick, feeling small underneath his searching gaze.
toji didn’t want to scare you, the was the last thing he wanted. he just wanted to know what you were so afraid of, why you kept fucking until there was almost nothing left in you.
“y/n.” he uttered softly. he brought his hand your cheek, wiping some of the sweat. “tell me what’s going on. please.”
this was what you dreaded the most. the moment he’d catch on and begin to worry, to ask. the moment where he’d force you to confront whatever plagues your mind. your heart thudded madly in your chest, mouth agape with words unspoken.
all you could muster was a jerky shake of your head. “it’s fine, i’m fine.” who were you fooling? not toji.
he sat back on his heels, perusing you. “that lie isn’t gonna work this time around.” he let his gaze wander down your body, a body he’d happily worship for the rest of his days.
“i know you only see me as an outlet for your stress, ‘n i’m okay wit that.” his eyes found yours, the earnestness in them silencing the thoughts that had regained their voice. “but, if you let me, i can be more to you. i wanna help you, baby.”
that was the last crack the dam could withstand. tears fell, one after another, down your cheeks. your bottom lip trembled fiercely. “it’s so much, toji. everything is just so much, and i just…i just want it to stop.”
he wrapped you in his big arms, ready to let everything that troubles you soak into in him through your tears. his embrace broke you down into sobs, to which he cooed encouragement and reassurance into your hair.
“you’ll be okay. it may not feel like it now, but you will be. give it time, baby.” his voice gets through to you despite how hard you were crying. they brought solace that even the sex didn’t bring. you began to think that maybe sex wasn’t what you needed. an ear to listen, someone to hold you and tell you you’ll get through this. . “im here, i always will be.”
#i needed someone to tell me this yesterday#maybe i thought of toji because he’s built like a (dangerous) teddy bear#princessdelusionsᡣ𐭩#toji smut#jjk smut#toji fluff#toji fushigro x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kisses fluff#jjk angst
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Rick is known to mirror myths a lot (Silena-Clarisse and Patroclus-Achilles, Polyphemus' cave, Hercules' labors, etc) He could and SHOULD have mirrored the Trojan war in HOO.
Let me set the scene. Gaea doesn't pop up until the last couple books. It's easy to be scared of something that is mentioned but not seen, which in my opinion, is why Gaea in the HOO books just wasn't scary enough.
So the antagonists in the first few books are the Giants working under Gaea's orders. Percy is kidnapped by them and given to the Romans in the hope that the Greeks and the Romans will go batshit crazy in a fight and forget all about the prophecy of the seven and destroying Gaea or whatever.
Camp Halfblood is fully ready for war. As soon as they find out (through an oracle or smth idk) that the Romans exist and they have Percy, not even Chiron can stop them. Percy is the hero of the Battle of Manhattan, of course, and the hero mentioned in the last great prophecy. He's like their modern Aristos Achaion.
Meanwhile, the Romans have no clue what's going on. There's this guy he's funny, he has no memories, he just shows up at their wolf goddess and trains and gets sent to them. Cool.
Juno can't stand to see New Rome be attacked. Whether or not they would win is a whole different story. So she plucks Jason from CJ and brings them to the Greeks just for some sort of a balance.
This mirrors the Trojan war in the sense that Troy was a fortified city, so is New Rome with tons of forts and walls. Aeneas' lineage went on to be Remus and Romulus, the founders of Rome. And Helen of Troy was stolen from the Greeks.
Anyway so there's that conflict, but at the same time Camp Halfblood is getting ready to attack, Jason, Piper and Leo get sent on a quest to rescue Hera who has been captured by Porphyrion and Enceladus.
On the way, Jason starts to regain his memory a little bit, though he doesn't know everything yet. He's still super conflicted with everything. A pretty girl thinks they were dating, Leo says they were best friends, Annabeth says the Romans are enemies. But whom should he really believe?
Piper's whole arc through the first book could be about how she's the daughter of the goddess of beauty, she wrongly assumes her fake crush on Jason was her mom's fault. And she's learned so much bad stuff about her mom from myths, she outright rejects feminity and anything remotely girly at first but then slowly she gets to know Aphrodite isn't as bad as some myths make her out to be. Bonding and shit bc why should Poseidon be the only present godly parent?
Leo, meanwhile, has no idea he can essentially fire bend in the first book. His arc could be about discovering his mother's death was his fault, slightly and coming to terms with it with the help of his friends.
Reyna on the Roman's side is freaking out bc Octavian wants to go to war with the Greeks who are close to attacking them, there's a strange dude who keeps trying to pick fights with gods, a horse girl and not to mention monsters won't fucking DIE.
SON trio go on their quest to Alaska to kill Alcyoneus/ release Thanatos and things are getting clearer to them as well. Just when the Greeks are about to attack on CJ, Polybotes and the monsters attack as well. Somehow, both sides end up fighting the monsters together.
They're not friends, but they're not enemies either, bc Percy is reunited with his gf and Jason is returned to his home.
The Roman senate and the Greeks somehow come to the same conclusions- that a quest needs to go to their ancient lands. Over the next few months the work of the Argo II commences.
Things seem smooth for a while. But Gaea grows restless. She poisons Octavian and manipulates him through dreams and stuff like Kronos did to Luke. As is the nature of most Roman emperors, Octavian overthrows Reyna and declares himself the leader of New Rome like his namesake Octavius Caesar. (HAHA! HISTORY PARALLEL BITCHES)
This puts the actual quest on hold bc the seven now need to find the Athena Parthenos to bring together the Greeks and the Romans and to stop Octavian's plan of trying to fuck as much shit up as possible.
Reyna, Nico and say idk, Grover, are the ones to deviate from the quest and bring the statue to USA again. But the Seven are still very much in Europe after rescuing Nico.
Percy and Annabeth fall into Tartarus which helps close the Doors of Death, except this time since Nico isn't there, Hazel has to take on control over ghosts and the dead in the House of Hades and leading up to it. The powers of mist, in my opinion, should have gone to Piper since charmspeaking is a lot like bending the mist verbally.
Piper's arc through the third and fourth book is starting to discover herself and with the help of her mother, figuring out she doesn't like Jason romantically like she thought she did.
Hazel's arc is gaining control over what she once was (dead). She's jealous her dad was there more for Nico than her, but she pushes past it and never lets her anger and grudges get the better of her which is like breaking boundaries for children of Hades/Pluto.
Frank's arc in HOH was really cool, I like that. So no change to that.
Jason, poor guy is still very much confused about everything really. He's used to being the leader, he feels lost in the large group. He has his moments to shine ofc (please take away his excess amounts of head injuries), but he starts to feel inferior, which is where Leo helps him bc the guy knows what that's like.
Anyway, in the absence of Percy and Annabeth, Jason has to take charge. He discovers he doesn't really like it. That's not what he was meant for even though he had greatness thrust upon him at a very young age.
His BOO arc is earlier this time and takes place throughout HOH and BOO. He's content with himself, even if he isn't with anyone. HE'S THE ONE THAT GETS SENT TO OGYGIA!!!
And Calypso eventually does fall for him bc he's smart, nice, and just an overall swell guy. But he helps her to realize that she can be content in herself as well. And he promises her that he'll help her.
Show me Leo, Jason and Percy trying to think of ways of helping the goddess.
In any case. BOO could have been like Iliad pt 2 also known as the Odyssey. It takes them the whole book just to get to Athens. Meanwhile, they've understood that Gaea is the main main villain. She's even raised some of the other primordials against them.
Percy and Annabeth already saw Tartarus, and then there's Oceanus who makes their travel much harder than necessary. Something something about how they get tossed all over the place and somehow manage to gather all the correct ingredients for the potion (i forgot the name lol) on their small adventures in the different places. In the end they finally make it to Athens. Except this time, there's only a few giants there bc they killed the rest before.
Annabeth and Percy are taken hostage, like it happens in the books, but PERCY WILLINGLY GIVES UP HIS BLOOD TO RAISE GAEA RATHER THAN LETTING ANNABETH GET HURT BC OF HIS FATAL FLAW LIKE ATHENA TOLD HIM WOULD HAPPEN EVENTUALLY!!
The Gods DON'T SHOW UP PLEASE!! That was so lameee. Why even do the whole quest if their mommies and daddies were going to show up to help them????
So while Percy and Annabeth are battling the remaining few Giants, Leo, Piper, Hazel and Frank go up against Gaia herself. In the old myths four titans held Ouranos down while Kronos chopped his essence up. In the same way, they battle Gaia away from her turf in the air, keeping her distracted enough. All these demigods are needed because she's a primordial dammit!
Jason, my guy, comes in a clutch, chops her to pieces and sends her essence to Tartarus!!
The world is saved, the end!
#percy jackson pjo#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#hoo#heroes of olympus rewrite#heroes of olympus#jason grace#nico di angelo
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MAUGA & VENTURE x READER headcanons
Because a little rivalry is always fun~
Whenever Mauga sees you and Venture having a good time, talking and laughing with eachother, he will always make sure to intervene. Having fun without Mauga? Not on his watch.
He will walk up and strike a conversation with you, deliberately taking your attention off of Venture, acting like they weren't even there to begin with.
Before he has even said anything he will have successfully ruined the vibe, for Venture, that is.
Mauga will throw in some casual flatter and flirts towards you, saying how good you look today, asking if you could go help him with something since you're 'so good at what you do'. His words nauseatingly sweet like artificial honey.
Venture staring daggers in his direction all the while.
As he keeps chatting he will slowly slide himself further and further between you two, blocking out Venture with his much larger stature almost entirely and cutting them out of the conversation.
When he has managed to make you blush or laugh he will look in Ventures direction with a smug look, only irritating them further. He knows Venture 'doesnt have the guts' to be as direct and bold in their approach to you as he is.
Unlike Mauga, Venture wears their emotions on their sleeve and will look clearly annoyed and repulsed by his presence but you won't notice right away, still occupied by Maugas flattery.
"As i was saying-" Venture would start loudly after clearing their throat to bring your attention back to them and whatever topic you two were talking about earlier.
Seeing as that won't work because of a mountain of a man standing in their way, Venture will shove past Mauga and pull you by the arm and away from him. "Lets uh, check this thing out over there!" they would point in whatever direction, not really having thought through where they were going to take you. They would then turn their head and stick their tounge out at the larger man.
Mauga would only smirk as he watched you be dragged off, accepting the challenge.
You knew the two had some history together but you didnt really know any of the details, they never talked about it and you never asked. Still, their bickering was entertaining to you, and you didnt mind the double attention at all.
You decided to play along with it, switching sides now and then for your own amusement.
Venture wasn't much of a show off but when you asked they would let you feel their muscles, mainly after their workouts, blushing and smiling proudly as you would compliment and feel their physique. Mauga was obviously not going to have this. He knows he's got the biggest guns around.
"Impressed by that small fry? Get a look at these then!" he would start to flex and pose for you. He did have quite an attractive and impressive form, but you weren't going to let him have this moment, not this time. "Bigger isn't always better" you would say in a smug tone, turning back to Venture.
After hearing your comeback, Venture would have the widest shit eating grin plastered all over their face. They would be beaming with confidence for the rest of the day, thanks to you.
Mauga wouldn't take this personally though. He is familiar with your games as well. If anything, he liked how you played hard too get.
Venture didnt like the competition. They were well aware they didn't have the same physique and boldness to compare, but they were determined to win your heart in other ways.
Whenever Venture got back from an expedition, they would bring you something. They would excitedly hold out your hand and place little pebbles or crystals in it while explaining their properties or how this one is 'so pretty' and 'reminded them of you'.
You were obviously charmed.
Side-eyeing from a distance, Mauga would make a mental note to bring you something from his future heists. Something nice, like an expensive watch or bracelet, jewelry or even clothes if he could find any. Something proper and not some rocks.
#idk what the hell is going on between mauga and venture but its so damn funny pshshsh#mauga is basically that cat with the knife to his neck image and venture is the one holding the knife hhhhhhh#also i didnt plan for this to turn out so long but they are so fun to write#mauga x reader#venture x reader#overwatch x reader#headcanons#x reader#overwatch#sfw#mauga#venture
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Curled Gloves.
Authors note: Just me trying to do a character study. Need to learn how to write for this man <(_ _)> Will probably delete later.
Oh, and for those curious, the type of welding reader is doing is called TIG
Let the puddle build and pull back, keep the nozzle in place for steady gas flow, feed the filler through your fingers with every passing second as you once again dip the rod into the bright orange and red pool the was forming under your hands. Your handiwork.
Don't weave.
Don't press down too much and accidentally increase the heat.
Keep your hands steady.
All something you've done time and time again that this action is so ingrained in your brain it has become second nature. As they say, one can never forget how to ride a bike. Welding is much the same.
So why were you struggling so much today? Well the answer was right there as you moved your foot off the pedal, looming over the work that wasn't even fully done up with a half finished bead as, through your hood, you looked up at the man who was staring you down this entire time.
Dottore. Or Prime. Or whatever you wanted to call him, really. That mask he always donned an unwelcome sight.
He always wore it around the lab, hiding his face away like it was some grand secret that only those must trusted could possibly bear witness to; yet you've seen it all the same. An accident, of course. A bad habit of yours was to forget your keys basically everywhere. Desk? Check. Lunch table? Check. The lab? An unfortunate check that meant coming face to face with a pair of red eyes glaring at you as you quickly ran out.
You never did get your keys then, having to beg the apartment management to let you in.
“You're staring.”
Dottore's head cock ever so slightly to the side as he asked “is that a problem?”
Oh how you wanted to pop his blueberry head for lingering over you for so long, much alike to when a teacher passes you by during an exam and they make a remark about the test right after staring at your paper. But, it's not like you could. Even if imagining it did help get through the work day as he flitted about. A fly you couldn't wave off buzzing in your ear.
“It is, so stop it.”
“Ordering a harbinger around won't do anything for you, welder. Remember your station as you speak to me.”
That card again. It was enough to have you placing the filler rod down to keep yourself from being tempted to jam it into his ear. Its pointed tip, from being melted down, truly was a tempting sight. And it was like he could read your thoughts, or maybe the twitch of your fingers, as he picked it up. Toying with it between his fingers.
“Your gloves are too big for you. I didn't know you felt the need to use a man’s equipment.”
Your eyes shot down to those yellow gloves, curled from both heat and lack of anything properly filling them out.
“It's all I have.”
“What of the pair you had when you first came here?”
“Caught on fire.”
Dottore's mouth opened only for him to pinch his lips closed.
“I suggest you try and tell me about a lack of equipment. I don't need your work coming out as anything less than I know you're capable of because of something easily fixed.”
Well, he did order you to ‘help’ with building the prototype to that false God project, so it does make sense he trusts what you can do. The project was a pain trying to understand his scribbled notes in the margins; the blueprint itself was readable. He deserves credit for that, at least.
And those yellow gloves, they weren't the ones you used when building the Shiki- No- That's not it. Shouki no Kami baby version.
“Fine, I need smaller gloves.”
There was no ‘now was that so hard’ like you were expecting, no snark (the younger versions of him would have), not even a curl of his lip in satisfaction of winning out this bickering tournament. Just a nod. Just a: “I'll be sure to tack them on to next week's orders.”
“Thank you.”
Plucking the filler rod from his pinched fingers you held it close to the piece you were currently working on, just about to get back to work as he started to make his way to the door. Most likely to head back to the lab proper where all the researchers keep themselves locked away with bottles of chemicals and things of the like.
“And one last thing.” The clicking of his boots stopped, no longer clicking against the tile as he stood before the door to leave. One hand pressed to the handle yet refusing to turn it. “Simply come to me if this incident occurs again. I don't need to find out days or weeks later.”
“Of course, sir.”
“In the meantime, I think it would be best for you to take something else. You can record the stock for me, or there's holes that need to be drilled in the base plate for that project Alpha was never able to finish.”
“Drilling holes with gloves too big for me? That's a good way to get them trapped in the rotary and my finger snapped like a pencil.”
You have heard occasions of it happening to others before, and oh boy, does that not sound fun. Hard pass on that one.
“I will not have you standing around doing nothing when there is work to be done. Time is a valuable asset, welder.”
The door was pushed open as he looked back at you, the faintest sound of the heating from the hallway buzzing in your ears. In here there wasn't really a need for that, not when you could prop the door open and get to work. The job warmed you up well enough.
“Just simply do without them.”
“Do without my gloves?”
That's a good way to get your hands all scratched up. Metal shavings flying in the air weren't exactly screaming ‘this is safe’ to anyone. If anything, that seemed like a great spin on a weapon, something akin to a gun just blasting out bits of sharp metal.
Best to keep that thought in your mind unless you want Dottore getting hyper fixated on something again only to forget about it in a week.
“It is within regulations.”
His boot was already crossing the threshold of the door, leaving you as you threw the gloves off to the side. Useless things they were.
‘Never thought I'd complain about going at it raw, but here we are.’
“And one last thing.”
Taking your hood off you let it fall down to the table before you with a clatter. Your hair is probably a mess, but it mattered little in a place like this when everyone else around you is covered in ash and dirt. Well, besides Dottore of course.
“Next time you come back to the lab late at night without first getting permission, I won't let you simply walk away. Remember that for the next time you leave your keys behind.”
The door closed behind him, leaving you as it suddenly fell quiet. Hum cut off mid cycle of its usual pattern.
In the end, you still wanted to pop his blueberry head, even when the proper sized gloves were there for you to use at the beginning of the next work day.
#hoyoverse#genshin impact#genshin x reader#x reader#genshin impact x reader#fem reader#il dottore#il dottore x reader#dottore x reader#dottore
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Shut me up
Pairing: Choi Soobin × Gn!reader
Genre: fic, fluff, friends to lovers
Prompt: "I know I talk too much, so honey come put your lips on mine and shut me up"
Warnings: the rest of txt make a slight cameo, soobin is a loser (affectionate)
A/n: thank you for requesting this with him because I was hoping someone would😭 enjoy! | Join the 1k event
Yours and soobin's first kiss was... Kind of a hopeless mess.
It all started with a date you didn't even know was a date. Following his friend's advice, he invited you out. Just keep it casual, they will love it. That's what Yeonjun said.
Soobin wishes he could punch Yeonjun right now.
That's simply because you were both sitting side by side on a bench in the park, and you've just asked when the others were coming along.
"Probably soon, I think they might be stuck in traffic."
You nodded, thinking it probably made sense. But it actually didn't. Because no one was coming. Maybe keeping it so casual was a mistake, considering you thought it was so casual that it would be just a normal outing among friends. Not a date. Not that Soobin was stressing over it, of course not.
He just casually wants to punch Yeonjun.
But he also should kick Taehyun since it was his idea to come to a park this weekend. Saturdays are always great for dates, there's no better day than this one. Taehyun was a very smart guy and, since he told Soobin that the place and weather would be perfect, he was most likely right as always.
Except it started to rain.
You and your clothes, that made you look more ethereal than you already were, were getting wet. And so was your date friend. When you got up from the bench, Soobin swore he heard his heart get broken thinking about how you were going to bid your farewell. Happily, you just said "Let's go to some cafe, we can wait for them there".
You were way smarter than Taehyun, that's a fact.
Buy them something to drink. Now that was Hueningkai's advice. Soobin thought to himself for a second before complying; that one couldn't go wrong. He had the money - he made sure to avoid his wallet around the guys. He also knew your favourite drink by heart and the place was very nice. Okay, that one really couldn't go wrong.
"Go find us somewhere to sit, I'll have something for us to drink" he told you smiling, hoping to look confident and cool.
You smiled back at him. Oh my God that must've worked right?? Soobin was about to kiss kai for giving him the only right advice until now.
In his opinion, everything was going on pretty smoothly. They had your order there, it smelled good and it looked nice. For a second, Soobin thought he could really impress you, even if it's with a silly thing like that.
That is, until this random guy dropped his coffee in his shirt. Yeah, that really sucked.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" the person said. The coffee was kinda hot but not enough to hurt him, but sadly it was enough to ruin his shirt. Of course he had to wear a white shirt that day.
"It's okay, don't worry" The stranger even paid soobin's and yours coffee as an apology but he doesn't know if that made him feel better or worse about the whole situation. Sorry Kai, I couldn't pay for the drinks.
But once he sat down next to you, your eyes turned confused at the exact moment, and you didn't hesitate on taking some napkins to try and help soobin's shirt. A win is a win, he thinks when he feels your hands trying to dry his sleeve. His skin was getting hotter and redder. He hopes you assumed it was the hot coffee.
Don't forget to compliment them, Beomgyu said. Usually Soobin wouldn't hesitate on ignoring any possible advice his friend could give, but this one felt like the sanest thing he had said in a while. Maybe it was worth the risk.
He started to look at you, still focused on trying to clean his shirt. There were just so many things he could compliment. He loved the way your eyes would squint when you were paying attention to something. He loved how your skin felt delicate when you were touching him. He could spend hours talking about how your hair framed your face perfectly or how your voice was adorable. He also really liked your lips, a lot. If he could, he would kiss you right on the spot.
"What?"
"What?"
You were looking at him confused, like you were solving the hardest of puzzles in your head. But Soobin doesn't understand. He didn't do anything, nor said something that could make you have his reaction. He just...
His hand flew to his mouth, covering it and only showing his wide eyes in total horror. No way he said that. He couldn't have said that.
"Did you just say that..." you tried to formulate it without sounding weird, not that the situation itself wasn't already bad enough "that you wanted to kiss me?"
He laughed. Little giggles started to get past his lips, but it was extremely clear that it was a laugh filled with panic. How can someone screw things up so badly?
"No, no. I mean yeah I did but no! I shouldn't have said that, it was a mistake. Not that I didn't mean it, because I did, but in a sense that I shouldn't have said it, you know?" he looked at you trying to find a string of hope, any sign that he was on his way of fixing things, but damn he was so lost. "Like, I won't actually kiss you! I wanted to but then, no hold on. I wouldn't do it like this, in something like... You understand what I mean right?"
He doesn't know for how long he kept on speaking any random excuse he could think of. At some point, his panicked laugh got mixed with words and the only thing he could say were unintelligible sounds. You could almost see a little smoke getting out of his brain. He only came to a stop when you kissed the corner of his mouth, shutting him up immediately.
Did you just... kiss him?
You giggled lightly, probably at how awestruck he was right now. It wasn't even a kiss on his lips - unfortunately - but he felt like he could die a happy man at that moment.
"I can't believe I'll have to thank the boys for that."
"Weren't they tagging along?"
Oh.
"Now that's kind of a funny story..." You could see he was collecting his breath to start yapping again, but he stopped right when he saw you smile. Apparently, both your kiss and smile had the ability to stop his brain.
Suddenly he started to talk again, not knowing exactly what he was ranting about this time. His words probably weren't even coherent, but maybe you'd kiss him to shut him up once more.
Maybe this one kiss would land on his lips instead.
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hold up, i gotta know now. perry sneaked chip into a playground? :eye:
SOMEONE TOOK MY BAIT HAHAHAHA
But yes! This was prior to them being a relationship, but in the middle of them having... something akin to a friendship. Chip, being himself, is always gonna be reluctant with the idea of having a new "friend". Especially considering Perry's a toon, but in this specific instance he's already come around to respecting em. Starting to keep em more in his office and out of eir disguise instead of sending em off to do menial labor around the building.
It all started in the middle of some conversation, expert multitasking on display while he continued his usual duties, a back and forth about the differences between money making in Suitopia and Cog Nation vs Toontown. Of course, Chip would never understand Toons. What do you mean you get currency just by playing games on a trolley? Selling the fish you catch makes sense, or perhaps even winning races, but how does playing Mini Golf work in that regard? Instead of stocks, you can plant jellybeans and grow flowers? Ridiculous. He could never understand.
Then Perry mentions the Gumball Machine. There's this whole separate "Gumball" currency that lets you get boosters. Hello? Boosters that magically enhance the output you get? He'd be skeptical if not for the fact toons don't already make a lot of sense. Next thing you know he's curious enough to want in on this after learning of specifically the merit boosters, and Perry's willing to give him a portion of eir gumballs to mess around with.
The only question is, how do you safely bring a 11ft 7in chainsaw-faced cog into toon territory without everyone immediately panicking?
Easy.
Sheet ghost.
And you'd be surprised to know this actually Genuinely worked. It was funny enough, so no one noticed a thing. Come maintenance hour on a fateful Merit Monday, Chip was dragged into Acorn Acres to check the Gumball Machine for boosters of his liking. Gets himself a Cogbucks booster and a General Merits Booster.
New problem. People are asking about him. What's his deal? Why's he so tall? Why doesn't he talk?
He's just a big bear toon. He doesn't talk and hides under a sheet because he's shy.
Oh, what's his name?
Chip-
He's staring.
Chip, uh... G...rumblenose.
He's still staring. He doesn't look very happy with that.
But the good news is that everyone else happily accepts that. He is now known as "Chip Grumblenose" much to his very painful dismay.
Once retreated back to Cut to the Chase, he'll sell off all the lumber he's been holding onto and profits hit a record high. Of course, no one in the company has to know that. No one has to see the fact he's made double, it's just magically all there. ...He just pockets half of it and acts like he got the standard amount.
...Of course, he can't ignore the fact Perry just helped him discover a new way to make a mean profit, and uses this newfound wealth to buy a little itty bitty something for em as thanks. Mentions it to Perry and ey're wholly expecting something small and simple. Ey don't mind that nor were ey actually expecting anything in exchange.
Instead, Chip buys em a motorboat.
Ey cannot recover.
Much like how Mr. Revvington can't recover from the fact he's now getting weekly cattlelogs out of nowhere, all directed towards a Mr. Grumblenose.
#ask#toontown#corporateclash#corporate clash#ttcc#toontown corporate clash#toontowncorporateclash#chip revvington#chainsaw consultant#perry winkles#my art#headcanons#long post
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Hiii, could I request a severus snape and little sister reader where she's the opposite of him and so all the students love her until someone insults him one day and she's all snarky and a miniature version of snape and everyone's like ".....maybe they are alike....." while severus looks on like a proud parent??? I love your fics so much!! Thankss!!
The same tree
Severus snape x professor sister reader 
The student body was in shambles the day you were announced as a new staff member, the name snape was enough to send shivers down some students backs.
They barely handled one snape, let alone two!
Everyone expected the worst, 2.0 snape female version then you got to your first class, it wasn’t like anything they had in mind.
Heck you gave house points and they paid attention to the lessons.
"She’s human, oh my god she’s not evil!"
It spread pretty quickly how nice and patient you were, you didn’t show any favoritism towards anyone nor did you encourage any rivalry in your class, as long as they passed it was a win for you.
Your office hours were filled with students coming to you for help, some even asking for help of topics other than what you teach, sometimes asking about stories of your youth but none dared to ask about your brother.
But there were times were kids can get way too comfortable in matters that have no business with them, unfortunately for a certain fourth year Ravenclaw he learned his lesson the hard way.
"I can’t believe that git took points because I added a point to his lesson! It’s fucking ridiculous, he’s a selfish idiot who only wants his way and everyone else is wrong"
"Jesus calm down mate, it’s only ten points you’ll live and he’s like the professor so…"
The Ravenclaw rolled his eyes "I know the book, I read it piece to piece I know my way around this stuff, he’s just one bitter old son of a bitch-"
"Excuse me you little bird" the boy froze as he felt a hand touching his shoulder, he looked up to meet your piercing dark eyes, they had the dangerously familiar feeling to those of their potion master.
"Professor i-"
"No no no…go on, continue what you were about to say so the oh so great Ravenclaw knows everything, because what? Because you read an outdated, basic, dusty ass potion book"
The boy swallowed, your tone was so different, you weren’t smiling and it reminded him of being schooled by severus snape himself.
"Why so quiet? Snake got your tongue?" You smiled proudly at the look of terror on the boy’s face "Let this be a lesson to you little bird, my brother is no idiot and without him little airheads and know it alls would be dead by now, so know your place, am I understood?" You tightened your grip on his shoulder.
"Yes ma’m!"
"And 30 points from Ravenclaw for showing disrespect to faculty staff members"
The boy’s jaw dropped but didn’t dear argue back and sprinted away with his friends, you couldn’t care less that students were watching, they call all spread rumors or whatever.
"Oh my god…she is like him…"
"Shush she’s gonna hear you! At least now we know not to overstep it"
You sighed and left the great hall, you pumped into your brother by the end of the day, he arched an eyebrow at you when you causally sat down and sipped your tea.
"I see you’ve made quite the impression today"
You shrugged "They’re just stupid kids, it was about time they learn anyways"
Severus leaned back on his armchair "You sound awfully familiar to me, I suppose I am rubbing off on you"
"The apples may look different but they all belong to the same tree" you smirked.
"You’re still terrible at potions though" He remarked knowing well how atrocious you were at his best interest.
"Hey! I was defending your honor"
You glared at him and he glared back then after a few seconds of intense looks you two snorted at each other and went back to having your regular sitting for the day.
Thank you for your kind words and glad you do 🥰
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map to my heart.
pairing: wong hendery x reader
length: 0.97k
tags: alternative universe, university/college au, friends to lovers, indirect confession, mutual attraction, tooth-rotting fluff, best friend! hendery, librarian!reader, based on true experience.
note: i was inspired by a conversation i had with my ex-crush when i was with them in the library where our lesson on a subject took place
"how well do you know your geography?" hendery's voice was gentle and low, keeping himself quiet in the back of the library with students who cannot be disrupted.
he watched you looking at the library globe before your eyes met with his. after finishing an activity that his professor had given him, he was able to freely look around, and there he saw you at the back with the globe you were spinning at a slow place. it was a fortunate meeting, knowing how well you often visit the library since you were an assistant in helping the librarian after all.
“do you know your geography?”
this time, you returned the same question to him, and of course he knew. he just wanted to test how good you were, and with a smile on his face, he responded. “of course, would you like a challenge?”
“i'm down,” hendery loved how there was no hesitation in your tone, and he especially loved your competitiveness when it comes to interests you both have in common. “only because i can totally win over you.”
“oh? really?” his hand made its way to touch the globe, preparing himself for a little game of spotting the country. “give me a name, then.”
“laos.” you said, and he smiled at you.
“easy,” he began spinning the globe in front of him, looking for the location you had asked him to find. “if you know countries from asean very well, then there's no difficulty in searching for it.”
pausing the sphere, hendery's forefinger pointed to the land just above thailand before he gave you a victorious grin. “see? now try looking for sri lanka for me.”
he heard you let out a huff, watching you already turning the spherical ball, and when you showed him that you had already spotted it, he gave a fake sound of a terrible whine which almost made you laugh. covering your mouth with your palm, your other hand made its way to his arm with a light smack. both of you suppressed a laugh, knowing how much they could get in trouble if they ever disturbed the library, with him being thrown out and you enduring another scolding session from the librarian.
“you really should stop making weird noises if you don't want to be thrown out from here.” giggling in a whisper, he couldn't help but fall in love with the way you beamed at him.
hendery was so, so in love with you.
he moved to stand beside you with his head leaning closer to your ear, saying, “shoot me a name, sweetie.”
you hummed, pretending to think for a little long time. gazing over your hand ghostly touching his knuckles, the little butterflies flew around inside his stomach. the fingertips of your hands running over his then the surface of the globe before he heard you utter out, “cyprus.”
nodding to your next challenge, he made his way to look thoroughly around the ball. a chuckle left his lips, feeling as if he was starting to sweat despite the cold breeze of the air-conditioned room. “maybe i’m reconsidering your knowledge on geography, after all.” your voice softly echoed in his ears. he wasn’t going to give up so easily for some country he wasn’t familiar with.
continuing to search, he whispered to you, “from what i remember, it’s close to romania, am i right?”
“close.”
hendery droned out a steady continuous sound, staring at the map of europe in front of him. if it was close to what he stated earlier, and the name sounds close to some greek mythology name. “then i'm guessing it would be near greece, so…”
forefinger gliding through the map, he eventually found cyprus below turkey. another victorious win, he smiled at you. “there.”
“you’re not as bad as i thought.” your compliment had earned him another good slap in the heart, and it would always make him do somersaults every time you do. with the way you look at him like that, with that contagious smile and laughter, he could never stop feeling things for you.
“okay, my turn.” you said, “give me a name.”
“show me…” hendery trailed off, his body moving backwards to face your back. watching you turn around, you let out a small gasp as you were taken aback when he caged you in between his arms. “hendery, what are you doing?”
“show me where the map to my heart is.” his voice was serious, and yet there was still a glint of delight in his tone. the smile never wiped off from his face while he stared into your eyes. sure, it was abrupt and unexpected, but he wasn't being playful in a way that would annoy you, and his seriousness was giving a turn.
“i…” now you were the one who was tongue-tied, and him being the patient person he was, he waited for you to respond. it was simple, if you reject him at this time and moment, he would respect that and back off this instant.
“you don't know? might as well win this challenge then—”
“i think i know where it is.” you quickly uttered out, breaking your silence. he was curious to know what was on your mind, and so he crossed his arms against his chest, lips curling up to put up a smug look.
“really? i'm curious to see if you actually know it.”
“well, if i can remember, it starts from here…”
he observed the way your finger reached out to point your own chest where your heart is at rest before making out a line until your palm was against his chest to his beating heart. hendery sucked up a good amount of air at the contact, his gaze still never left yours.
“...to here.”
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some fans said they set up Aemond with that line about Daemon and it was cringe but what if all his lines are cringe😔 some people are still making fun out of his rant to Cole in episode 9
Hi, and thank you for the ask!
I'd like to begin by saying that I personally don't find Aemond's line about Daemon cringe. Yes, there is something worth an eyeroll about it; but IMO it's not the fact that Aemond considers himself good enough to be able to stand against Daemon - it is that he thinks Daemon fears him.
When it comes to them potentially facing each other in combat Daemon definitely has an advantage thanks to his experience with actually fighting to the death, which is a completely different thing from being trained even by the best of the best. But let's not forget that Aemond has something on his side too, namely youth. And even if we discard this, I still don't think that Daemon is so superior to Aemond as a swordsman that it is ridiculous to even think the latter could have a chance at winning.
However, implying that Daemon would hesitate to face him... Come on, sweetheart.
And yet, even that does not feel cringe to me because it is 100% in character for Aemond. He was bullied and underestimated by his peers, including his brother, for years - and then, still a child, by claiming Vhagar he managed to accomplish a feat no one had thought him capable of achieving. So it's quite possible that from that moment on Aemond felt like he was meant to be the victor - in every situation; him managing to overcome his partial disability and become an excellent fighter surely helped as well. And this must have made his frustration with having to be behind Aegon - at the very least where the right to rule was concerned - grow stronger.
Aemond is dead sure he knows where to find his brother (but he doesn't); he rants about himself being a good candidate for the throne (which quite soon turns out to be quite arguable). And remember this -
He has got off the back of the largest living dragon - of course he would be able to do just as he says and face no consequences. How could it not be true? How could it not feel true? Leo Ashton just nailed capturing this newly discovered aspect of Aemond's personality.
So did Ewan - and I can't wait to see him developing it further in Season 2. One of the most wonderful things about his Aemond is that he combines arrogance and overconfidence (which initially came from the place of insecurity) with vulnerability - sometimes even with gentleness.
Sorry, it got kind of ranty:) To finish this, I would like to say that there certainly are ways to ruin Aemond's character - but as far as I am concerned making him believe in his utter invincibility is not one of them.
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Best Friends
Written for Maiko Week 2024 - Jealousy
Summary: For as long as he could remember, Mai has loved Zuko. This was ingrained in him, just as he learned that fire is very hot and not safe to touch. It has always been a plain truth and one that upsets him. Zuko also loves Mai, he assumes. But Tom-Tom knows that he loves Mai the most.
Alternatively: how Mai’s little brother perceives her relationship throughout the years.
Author’s Note: Big stretch of the prompt this time, lol. I love Tom-Tom so much and I have THOUGHTS about Mai’s relationship with him. It’s actually one of the things that I think the comics portrayed well. Also, this is a third person perspective, but I tried to write with Tom-Tom’s tone kind of. I hope it’s not too distracting.
Cross-posted to Tumblr and AO3 <3
WC: 2,234
For as long as he could remember, Mai has loved Zuko. This was ingrained in him, just as he learned that fire is very hot and not safe to touch. It has always been a plain truth and one that upsets him. Zuko also loves Mai, he assumes. But Tom-Tom knows that he loves Mai the most.
When Tom-Tom was really little, he vaguely remembers that he wasn't as close with his older sister. Both of his parents still lived together, and they would shower him with affection whenever they were around. When they weren't, he was usually left under the supervision of the household servants. However, they didn't watch him as closely and that suited him just fine. He was free to crawl around his house and see things most people didn't. He crawled under the dining room table and found some knicks from Mai fiddling with her knives at meals. He went into his mother’s closet and tried on her big pointy shoes. He snuck into his father's office and ate his secret stash of sizzle crisps. He knew he could have gotten in trouble, but what else was he supposed to do? It was boring in that big house with no one to play with.
Despite his exploring, he often wished for a friend. Everyone in the stories his mom read him at bedtime had a best friend. Mom definitely didn’t qualify. She seemed to think that playing was letting him hold his stuffed platypus bear while she talked with her friends. And dad was always busy working. Mai normally had school or was at the palace with the princess, but ultimately he decided she was the best option.
When she was at home, she would stack all of his blocks into tall towers and they would take turns knocking them over by throwing things at them. One time, he wanted to stack ALL of the blocks into the biggest tower possible. He wasn’t tall enough, but Mai helped and she even held him up so that he could reach the tip top and place the last block. Mai let him have the first throw, and when he failed to hit the tower she missed on purpose to give him another go. Tom-Tom knew that Mai let him win sometimes, but he wasn’t too proud to accept her help. On his next toss, he hit the base of the tower and came down in a deafening crash. He laughed and Mai smiled, which in and of itself was pretty rare. Then she helped him clean everything up before mom came home. Normally he left his messes for the servants, but he liked doing things with Mai. She was the most interesting person he knew.
At the end of that day, he asked her the all important question. He pointed to her and then himself: “Best fwends?”
Mai nodded. “Best friends.”
— —
When he came home from New Ozai– no, Mai told him to call it Omashu– it seemed like his sister was always busy! She went to the palace almost every day. Apparently she was “dating” the new Fire Lord, whatever that meant.
Before, when he would ask her to spend time with him, she always said that she didn’t have anything better to do. But apparently, Zuko was better than best friends.
Sometimes mom would make Mai take him on these dates. He had to admit they were kind of fun. Zuko would take them on picnics and Tom-Tom could chase glow moths while Mai and Zuko talked about boring adult stuff. And Zuko alway packed Mai’s favorite foods, which were also Tom-Tom’s favorite foods.
But Tom-Tom still preferred the days when Mai would take him out alone. Instead of talking with her stupid boyfriend, she would catch moths with him. Or– if it was still daylight– she would show him her blades. She wouldn’t let him use them, but she would set up targets for him to practice hitting with sticks. It was just like their block game!
Maybe Zuko was her new best friend– he was too afraid to ask– but she was still his.
— —
Mai was crying. Mai never, ever cried. Tom-Tom didn’t know what to do. Mom told him to leave his sister alone, but when he cried he didn’t want to be alone. She had broken up with Zuko yesterday. At first Tom-Tom had been thrilled, but now he felt like his happiness had burnt out. He needed to make sure that she was okay.
He opened the door to her bedroom as carefully as he could. It was tricky because he could only just reach the door handle, but he managed to make his way inside. Mai sat on her bed holding a picture of herself and Zuko.
When she noticed Tom-Tom, she set the picture aside and reached out for him. He ran into her arms. They sat like that for a few minutes while Mai slowly stopped crying. He used his pudgy palms to wipe the tears off her cheeks.
Mai attempted a smile. “How do you feel about ice cream?”
They spent the day in the market. It started with ice cream. And then they had to balance out the sweetness by getting fireflakes. But the fireflake stand was next to the toy store. And the toy store was next to the bookstore.
Tom-Tom babbled happily the whole time. He knew it was important to keep his sister distracted so she didn’t get sad. Mai didn’t say much, but she listened intently as always and she let him cajole her into one stop after another until it started to get late.
“We should probably head back home, kiddo,” Mai said. He could tell her eyes were getting glassy again.
And then something caught his attention, at the end of the street, a portrait painter was beginning to pack up for the day.
“One more!” Pleeeeeease!!” Mai followed his gaze.
“You want to get a picture?” she asked.
“A new picture! With us! No Zuko.”
He looked up at her hopefully, and Mai let out her first real smile of the day. “Okay, kiddo. Let’s go.”
She asked the painter if he could do one last portrait for the day. She gave him a handsome tip, and he happily obliged. That night, Mai and Tom-Tom hung the picture in her room together.
When Mai tucked him into bed, she gave him an extra forehead kiss and whispered, “Thank you for being my best friend.”
— —
When Mai and Zuko got back together, Tom-Tom tried to learn to appreciate Zuko more. He liked how Mai always smiled when he was around. And he liked hanging out with Kiyi while Mai and Zuko had their dates. And Zuko always sent fruit tarts to their house. As the years passed, they got closer. Nonetheless, Tom-Tom was still surprised when he received an invitation to go to the palace after school one day.
He was 10 years old now, and he was very pleased with how things were going. He finally had his own group of friends. He didn’t need Mai to sit with him to fall asleep (unless he had a nightmare which was very rare, thank you very much). And his studies were going well.
So, he didn’t like the prospect of a royal summons shaking things up. To make matters worse, the invitation arrived during his lunch period and all of his friends saw him receive a letter with the royal seal. How embarrassing!
Now he was sitting in his final class pondering what to do. Ignoring a royal summons had to be illegal, right? Would he end up in prison like his dad? No, Zuko probably wouldn’t lock him up or anything, since Mai would be angry. On the other hand, mom would be super upset if he had an opportunity to “network” and he passed it up. Tom-Tom sighed. It didn’t help that Zuko’s portrait was staring him down from the front of the room. At long last, the teacher dismissed them, and Tom-Tom decided that he had to see what Zuko needed. After all, it would make Mai happy.
He had been to the palace loads of times, but never without his mom or his sister. It was strangely daunting. He handed his invitation to the guards at the gate and he was made to stand in line with a lot of older people in very official looking robes. He tugged awkwardly at the sleeve of his uniform.
“Hiya Tom!” Thank Agni, Kiyi appeared to rescue him.
“Hey Kiyi, do you know why your brother needed to see me?”
Kiyi smiled brightly. “I’ll leave that for him to tell you. C’mon, he definitely didn’t want you to stand in this line.”
An old man with a very long beard glared down at them. Tom-Tom shifted nervously under the scrutiny. “Umm… It’s okay. I don’t mind waiting.”
Kiyi laughed, “Trust me. It would be good for Zuko to talk to you as soon as possible.”
She grabbed his hand and dragged him away. Kiyi was very headstrong, and she always pushed him past his comfort zone. Sometimes Tom-Tom found this liberating, a nice counter balance to all his mom’s rules, and sometimes he found it extremely unnerving. This was the second case. They marched straight past nobles and ministers and Fire Sages until they reached the front of the line. The attendant at the door to the throne room bowed to Kiyi and let them in as soon as the current petitioner left.
Zuko was sitting at a low table beneath the dais. His hand was a fist and he was chewing his thumbnail nervously. He normally kept the wall of fire unlit, except in ceremonial situations, but today the flames were sputtering in and out. It was very distressing to see the ruler of his nation in such a vulnerable position, but Kiyi laughed out loud.
“Stop worrying, Zuzu! Tom-Tom is here to help.”
“He’s here?” Zuko stood up and the flames behind him died. “Come in. Come in. Take a seat.” As Tom-Tom approached the table, Zuko shoved a stack of very official documents on the floor and called for a servant to bring tea. Thankfully, Kiyi stayed and sat with them.
She cleared her throat, prompting Zuko to speak. “Hi, uh, Zuko here.” Kiyi snorted, but he continued. “I’ve been thinking a lot about my relationship with your sister.”
At this point, Tom-Tom was internally having a panic attack. What was happening? Why was Zuko freaking out? Was Zuko going to use him to break up with Mai? He had heard that Zuko broke up with her over a letter the last time. Even at ten years old, he knew that was a huge mistake. Maybe Zuko thought breaking up by proxy was more honorable. But what should Tom-Tom do? He would probably have to fight him for Mai’s honor or something. Spirits, this was going to be a disaster.
Tom-Tom tried to imitate Mai and filled his voice with as much steel as he could. “Go on.”
Zuko visibly tensed up at his tone. “I– I know that you’re the most important person in her life, and so I need your help. I… I want to propose.”
Tom-Tom first felt relief, and then a new panic. Mai already split her time half and half between the palace and the flower shop. Now she was going to leave him behind completely. His whirlwind of emotions must have been visible on his face because Zuko quickly continued: “I know this is going to be a big change for you. But Mai and I talked about this a little bit in the past.” His face flushed. “And we agreed that you and your mother are welcome to move in with us. Your aunt too, but Mai figured she would want to stay near the flower shop. You can have your pick of any of the bedrooms.”
Tom-Tom took a breath and composed himself. “Of course! Mai’s going to be so happy.”
Zuko brightened up, and the fires behind him blazed, seemingly without his notice. “You really think so?”
Tom-Tom smiled back. “I do.”
Zuko sighed in relief. “That’s good. Mai always says that you’re her best friend, so I trust your opinion more than anyone else.” Tom-Tom finally started to feel calm again. Mai obviously loved Zuko, but she loved him too. She had made a place for him in her future plans. And she considered him to be her best friend.
“So what do you need me for?” Tom-Tom asked.
“I had some ideas, but I was hoping you could help me come up with a plan to ask her.”
The tea arrived and Zuko dismissed the rest of his visitors for the day. Kiyi had someone send a message to his home to let his mom know that they were having an impromptu playdate. The three of them began masterminding Mai’s perfect date.
— —
It was almost dark out by the time Tom-Tom arrived home. Mai greeted him at the door. “I was getting worried about you, kiddo. It’s late.”
“Sorry, Kiyi and I got a bit carried away.”
Mai smiled. “That’s okay. I’m glad you two are friends.”
Tom-Tom felt a wave of happiness wash over him. “Yeah, but you’re my best friend.”
She pulled him into a hug, “Always.”
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𓇼 the sun & the sea 𓇼 〰✷〰
— apollo / lester x daughter of poseidon!reader
part i | part ii | part iii | part iv |
☆ radiostar is playin': blackbird by the beatles…! // eye of the night by conan gray...! // meet me in the woods by lord huron...!
warnings: none
n/a: i'm so fuckin' proud of the prophecy i created. it's all, thank you.
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You arrived when the fun was already over, or well, something like that.
As soon as you got off Pegasus, your heavy steps echoed through the gravel, and the glasses of water belonging to some tired campers rattled at your presence. Percy turned around when he noticed everyone staring at him as if he was about to die soon. Despite being surprised by a tornado of water glasses swirling where the dining hall was supposed to be, he feared more the way you were looking at him. It took him quite a bit not to step back to avoid humiliating himself.
— Percy, what the fuck?! — You shouted, and he nervously smiled.
— Sis.
— None of that 'sis' crap — You approached, gave him a smack on the head, and he complained — I go out for a few hours with Mom to buy stuff for dinner, and you escape. You said you wouldn't come.
— How did you know?
— Blackjack.
— Oh.
Everything turned out as you feared, things didn't look good, and your brother ended up saving the stupid Apollo's butt again. After having an exclusive report about what was happening there, at the Big House, with Chiron, Dionysus, and Percy, the only reaction you got from yourself was a loud bang on the table that made the utensils jump.
— Sister…
— Where's Apollo? — The two older ones tensed up, and Percy just sighed.
— He'll leave in the morning, us too, just…— he growled as he nervously scratched the back of his neck. Now he understood why they were so alike, and sometimes that wasn't exactly a compliment. — let it go, he's having a really hard time.
— A god — You said incredulously.
— Ex — Your brother corrected, and he settled impatiently in his seat, as he had found something more important to tell you in order to divert your attention. — Leo is alive. — He announced, and you opened your mouth slightly with surprise. With that, Percy believed he was winning. — Listen, while we were all solving the, well, “inconvenience” at the beach, he was at Apollo's cabin. They wanted to make sure he's okay before he leaves with Apollo in the morning. He'll help him with his mission, not us.
— Oh, Percy — Dionysus sighed as he rubbed his temple with disappointment. He never believed his ability to make things worse was real or unintentional until he said that.
— What? — He said innocently until he turned his gaze towards you.
Your blood began to boil, and with anger, you managed to bend a metal knife from the fine cutlery that Chiron had barely acquired. The half-equine sighed silently, and before it could bid farewell to the rest of its tableware, it hoped you would keep calm. And calm was what you had been lacking for a few days now.
“Of course,” Percy thought, his lips pursed, “who would have liked to hear that at that moment?”
Shortly after, the three of them found themselves grappling with you to prevent you from leaving the house straight to meet Apollo.
— APOLLO! — You shouted fiercely, your voice echoing through every corner of the camp, as you managed to break free from their grip, and Dionysus had no choice but to make you faint.
— Alright, kid, you've exceeded your bedtime — And he touched your temple, making you lose strength in your legs.
You fought against that magic, but you only managed to reach the porch, with blurred vision and distorted hearing. There were only a few voices that you heard clearly in your mind before losing consciousness.
“Come to the forest, find us, you don't have to ask”
The campers stopped their final nocturnal activities and admired your body being dragged back into the Big House. When Percy greeted them casually while holding your ankle, they knew it was better not to ask. And although everyone found it totally normal, in the corner of Apollo's cabin, he himself was clutching his legs tightly, trembling and with teary eyes. Was there anything worse than the love of your life hating you to death? And the answer, for him, was no because he knew it and knew it so well that he was tired of it.
“Find us, you don't have to ask”
“come find us”
“You don't have to ask”
“Apollo is…”
You woke up startled and pulled the sheets with cold despite it being mid-spring. You were in your bed, and Percy was sleeping in his, everything seemed fine, so where had those voices come from?
— Damn Dionysus, you've made me crazy — You whispered as you lay back down and tried to sleep.
“The sea and the Sun...”
“Come find us”
“You don't have to ask”
You opened your eyes and looked around, was madness real? Or was something really calling you? Instinct spoke first for you, and with bare feet, you got out of bed, then out of the cabin. Just as if it were a charm, you only knew you had to go to the forest, and your feet obeyed that sudden desire.
“They can't come in now. Not until Rachel knows what's going on or how Apollo's grove works,” Chiron said at the table, just before everything went to hell.
“Especially you, girl, we know you, and we're telling you not to dare,” Dionysus warned.
“You don't have to ask,” the voice insisted, as if it knew what was going through your head at that moment, and without knowing what awaited you, you took the first step into the forest where your only company was the moonlight.
— Dionysus — Chiron warned. He appeared calm, however, the alarm in his words betrayed him. Of course, why wouldn't it, since he had just seen you enter the forest in nothing but your pajamas.
— We can't do anything now. The Grove found her, and as we've already seen with the other campers, it won't stop until she hears what it has to say. The good thing is that the Grove already has its voices channeled. — Dionysus leaned his forehead against the windowpane, still holding his coffee cup tightly, and let out a sigh. — Funny thing is that Apollo himself gave the girl the keys to know her destiny. What an idiot.
The truth was you didn't know how you had gotten there, but you could hear the murmurs guiding you among the trees, and it was late when a wave of fear enveloped you. You tried to run away when in front of you there was a set of trees different from those in the forest, and that's when you knew you had reached the Dodona Grove. You admired it, and immediately felt the presence of something utterly ancient, so old that you would never dare to defy it.
So, as if they knew of your arrival, the wind blew, and you saw some wind chimes hanging from the branches swirling with the breeze, making small whirls until they finally collided with each other. The chimes caused a tinkling that simultaneously deafened your surroundings, almost as if you had been submerged in water. For a moment, you were unable to hear anything, you looked up, and your eyes blinked with the moonlight.
The voices that began to form as if traveling from afar to be heard gave you a twist in the stomach, that which you had dreamed of for a long time was about to be given to you.
"The sea and the sun are not far away as they look, even the greatest can't hide what the lovers need to through.
One will long while the other fight, nothing more to do even if you try.
It's the price to pay, no matter if the sun doesn't shine again, cause this is no more than the consequence.
Cry a river or flood with love, all hangs in the hands of the man who now you love.
This rhymes for him were different, but he hopes for put that ring and find what he's been missing."
The voices ceased, and they finished reading your future to you. Every word kept resonating in your mind, you remained speechless, you had no way of assimilating that instantly. You wanted to review those words better and hope for the best, and what was that? That it wouldn't be what you suspected? Or that it would come true just like that? You couldn't answer any of those questions.
Stunned, you began to walk back, or what you supposed was the way back. With a blank stare, murmuring the statements, shortly after, you realized that you were actually somewhat lost. You took several turns and felt overwhelming how the trees surrounded you, as if they were mocking you. It wasn't until the sun peeked out that you finally saw a path, which you found ironic. At that moment, you were only capable of responding to that, then as usual, your mind didn't let you be happy even for a moment when Percy's words reached your ears.
“They'll leave in the morning, just like us.”
And you ran. No matter how much your feet hurt, or how many times the branches of the trees hit you or got stuck in your clothes, you never stopped running, but you simply didn't seem to get anywhere. Your breath was short, you had to see Apollo before he left. You had to catch up with him and ask for an explanation, after all, he was the god of poetry and prophecy, so he could explain it to you in more detail… he… he… He had also hidden it from you, but why?
You ran even faster, pleaded with the gods, with the trees, whoever could hear you, to let you out of the forest. It was several minutes later that you saw the lights of the camp, as if they had always been there. You emerged, and many campers alerted your arrival, you must have looked terrible judging by their reactions.
— Where's Apollo?
— What? — Said a Demeter kid, who struggled to get the branches out of your hair, you just wanted to push them aside.
— Apollo, where is he? — You gasped and looked as Percy ran towards you.
— Sister!
— Percy!
They let you go with him, you almost crashed into his arms, and he held you tightly.
— Apollo.
Percy frowned and snorted.
— Again with that topic?
— No, where's Apollo, Percy? — Your serious face worried him, and he shook his head.
— They left almost at the end of the dawn, they left earlier than expected. — Your tears began to flow, and you struggled from your brother's grip. — What the hell's going on?
— Miss Jackson.
Everyone looked behind you, and you didn't bother to do otherwise. Dionysus and Chiron were looking at you anxiously, you could even notice their bloodshot eyes, as if they hadn't been able to sleep all night.
— That's why they didn't want me to get close to any oracle, prophet, or skeleton.
Your words were thinking, and realization could be heard in them.
— What are you talking about? — Percy asked, and you clenched your fists.
Chiron stepped back and pointed to the Big House, you just scoffed and walked into it with big steps, hitting your feet against the grass. Adrenaline was such that you didn't stop to think that it would hurt later.
— You have to go back to New Rome — You looked up and gave them a puzzled look, you couldn't believe what they were asking you.
— You want me to go back to New Rome with THIS happening?
Dionysus growled, and Percy kept his gaze fixed on his feet, barely managing to assimilate all the information he had been given.
— Girl, go back and mind your own business. The prophecy says so, you can't do anything.
— That's true, it's all in Apollo's hands.
— But—! — You cut off your sentence. Why were you fighting with that? You weren't in love with him, you denied him. He was a god, what kind of pity could you feel for him? They always made you flee from prophecies, most of the gods suck… but in that forest, something had changed. It was as if you had been able to see the truth of something, but it would still take you to put it all together. No matter.
Apollo… you never knew him so closely, was that intentional too? It doesn't matter, anyway, you knew he was an idiot. They called you “lovers” when both barely knew each other, maybe all that was a mistake, but it doesn't matter because you felt nothing for him, and without that, nothing made sense.
Dionysus and Chiron still watched you attentively, while Percy had already leaned on his forearms on the table, looking at you intently, as if trying to figure out what you were thinking. You sighed and started to feel pain in your feet.
— I hope Leo returns safely. after all, I couldn't see him — You said firmly, but with a hollow feeling in your stomach. You looked at your brother and smiled as if nothing had happened.— Let's go, Percy. Mom must be worried, and I have to go back to New Rome.
Before anyone could say anything, you left the house limping slightly straight to Apollo's cabin, it really hurt, and you couldn't afford to get sick before going back to college.
Percy got up and looked at the two older ones, his gaze hardened, as soon as he considered everything that had been hidden from him, too, but he didn't allow those feelings to take center stage. He wanted you to be happy.
— Do you think he'll come back? — He asked, and Chiron hummed while Dionysus made a somewhat discouraging face.
— It's hard to say, Percy. — Chiron sighed and shook his head, considering the odds. — Many things are at stake, not just Apollo returning to being a god.
That was enough for him, he was already used to the slim chances of success on a mission.
— Provided Apollo isn't as much of an idiot as usual and messes up. His egocentric butt is sure to get him into trouble, not to mention the fact that he has no powers. — Dionysus let out a small laugh that made Percy consider the supposed brotherhood he had with Apollo — He's like a newborn jaguar set loose in the cruel tropical forest called life.
— Work on your jokes, Mr. D — Percy said with disgust, and the god bared his teeth at him.
Your brother insisted on driving the car, he thought you had already done enough, besides making it clear that he didn't trust you after you spent the whole night awake in the forest. Obviously, you didn't have any ways to defend yourself, because it was true, and you were grateful for that, there was enough of that shit swirling in your head that you were trying to forget.
With the window down, the breeze caressing your hair, and the immense silence, Percy found it impossible not to ask.
— Do you feel anything for him? — He asked, and you were surprised that this time it had taken him longer to stick his nose in the gossip. You shook your head.
— No, Percy. Maybe, being kept away from him all this time has its advantage, and I'll never fall in love with him because I don't see how I could do that without even being close or knowing him better — You sighed and pretended something your brother longed to see, a smile because it was the first one in those days.
— Maybe that stupid prophecy is so old and stale that it's useless.
Percy nodded silently with his hands almost sunk into the steering wheel and his eyes fixed on the road ahead. More than anyone, he knew that couldn't be true; more than anyone, he knew that stupid prophecies always found their way, but he didn't want to say it out loud.
— Yes, maybe you're right — He said without conviction, and you could also feel the improbability in your own conjectures.
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What if the humans before Frisk made some monster friends as well, before being killed by Asgore?
What if each of the main characters was friends with the humans before Frisk?
And their friendships with these dead humans (including the possible falling out) are what helped shape their current personalities?
Toriel = Patience (Girl): The only child that decided to stay with Toriel, mainly cause the Patient Child didn't have loved ones or much of a life back on the surface... The child stayed with Toriel for 5 years, before becoming very sick (just like Chara did)... Toriel did her best, but her healing magic wasn't enough and the child eventually died... Toriel called Asgore to take the body, because she was too distressed and depressed to bury the body herself... After losing the Patient Child, Toriel didn't try very hard to convince the other children to stay with her and lets them leave (except for Frisk the final child and even then, she gave up too easily)...
Sans + Papyrus = Bravery (Boy): The skeleton brothers were children when they first meet the Brave Child (who was wearing a monster disguise)... The brothers bond with the Brave Child; Papyrus gets his proud passion from the Brave Child... Only Sans figures out that the Child is a human, but he promises to not tell anyone... Sans begs the Child to stay and live with him and Papyrus, but the Child leaves to face Asgore... Losing the Brave Child broke Sans' heart and he uses humor to cope (Papyrus believes that the Brave Child died from an illness), while also vowing to keep his distance from other humans, so he'll never get attached again... So, when he met Frisk, he refuses to get close to the final child... When Sans said that Frisk would be 'dead where they stood', he either said that so Frisk wouldn't want to bond with him, or he actually would've given Frisk a quick death so nobody will go through the heartbreak of losing a human friend...
Undyne = Integrity (Girl): Undyne was a little girl when she first meets the Integrity Child (who was wearing a monster disguise)... They bonded and traveled throughout the Snowdin Forrest and the waterfalls together, the Child even gave Undyne her sparkly hairband to wear in a ponytail... When they had reached hotlands, Child reveals that she is a human to Undyne and that she plans to kill Asgore for his crimes (including murder and soul harvesting), then she'll return to the surface with the souls... The shocked and horrified Undyne tries to convince her not to kill Asgore and to live in the kingdom with Undyne... The Child refuses and thus Undyne was forced to battle her... The Integrity Child wins the battle by taking out Undyne's eye, but she spars the fish girl's life and leaves to face Asgore... Even Undyne vows to never trust another human again and claims to hate all humans, especially the Integrity Child, deep down she misses her and she always wears the sparkly hairband that her dead former friend gave her...
Alphys = Perseverance (Girl): Alphys was a little girl when she first meets the Perseverant Child (who was wearing a monster disguise)... They bonded and talked by the echo flowers... The Child tries to convince Alphys through logic that humans aren't as heartless as everyone says they are and the Child is gonna try convincing Asgore to stop the war and find better, less barbaric ways to break the barrier... They traveled together until they reach the middle of the Hotlands, where the Child removes her disguise to show Alphys the truth... Alphys is shocked and terrified to learn that her friend is a human then begins to back away from them, while the Child is both hurt and angry that Alphys still thinks that humans are dangerous, despite everything that they've been through together... The Child begs Alphys to help her talk to Asgore, but scared Alphys refuses and runs away... The Perseverant Child angrily shouts to Alphys that the lizard girl is a selfish coward, but the Child goes to face Asgore all by herself... When Alphys learns of the Perseverant Child's death, she is consumed with guilt and self-hatred, vowing to herself that she will help the next human she meets (even if it's a lie)...
Mettaton + Napstablook = Kindness (Boy): The Ghost Cousins were children when they first meet the Kind Child (who was wearing a monster disguise)... The cousins bond with the Child, who boosted their confidence and told them to follow their dreams... The cousins followed the Child until they reached the Core, where the Child takes off their disguise... The cousins take the truth surprisingly well, compared to the others, but they still beg the Child to live with them... The King Child apologizes and gives them one final hug, before leaving to face Asgore... The cousins return home, unable to bear watching their friend die by the King's hands... The death of the Kind Child effected them in different ways, Napstablook became super depressed and constantly cries, while Mettaton copes by becoming obsessed with human things and wanting to live on the surface as a human (when he becomes a famous TV Bot, his cooking show was created to honor his dead friend)...
Asgore = Justice (Boy): The one that lasted the longest in a battle with Asgore... He tried to convince Asgore to stop the killing and war as they fight... He was closer in succeeding with convincing Asgore to stop then the others... When Asgore finally ended him, the Justice Child's spirit haunts the King... Well, all the spirits haunt the King, but the Justice Child haunts Asgore the most...
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V. Winning the capture the flag and the prophecy
| MASTERLIST | WATTPAD |
Carmillas POV:
Today was capture the flag, none of us were happy about it, especially not after mom told us about her dream. We were all scared for mother, some of us had been trying, others wanting to go and rescue her, but Chiron wouldn't let us.
I was pissed, i didn't want to play this stupid war game, i want to go help my mother, but i know that when there will be a quest to retrieve her, I wouldn't be allowed to go, mom would never let me.
Chiron's hoof thundered on the pavilion floor as he was ready to explain the rules.
"Heroes!" he called. "You know the rules! The creek is the boundary line. Blue team, Camp Half-Blood, shall take the west woods. Hunters of Artemis, red team, shall take the east woods. I will serve as referee and battlefield medic. No intentional maiming, please! All magic items are allowed. To your positions!"
We all immediately went towards the east woods, we already prepared a plan so we could win. We positioned our silver flag and we got into a few groups, leaving three hunters to guard the flag.
"Carmilla and i will get their flag since we are the fastest, if the other teams need more back up two of you will come to help and Bianca will stay back to guard the flag, understood?" she said as she looked at the three hunters that will guard the flag, who all nodded.
Now the games begin.
Mom and i immediately sprinted, we went to the edge of the forest first so they wouldn't notice us, at one point i even climbed a tree to not be spotted.
Not long after we saw the flag, it was at the top of Zeus's Fist. It's this cluster of boulders in the middle of the west woods that, if you look at it just the right way, looks like a huge fist sticking out of the ground.
It looked difficult to climp, but the hunters and i climbed worser, it looks like childs play to us.
There were a few campers guarding it, including Nico, but they wouldn't be so difficult to dealt with. Mom looked at me and i nodded, both of us going to different directions.
I positioned myself, positioning my bow so the arrow would hit a tree near them, enough to distract them so mom could take the flag. I waited for a signal, the moment i got it i shot, which startled Nico.
The big guy started walking over to my direction, but immediately stopped when he heard running from behind him. He turned around to see mom already holding the flag and jumping down towards me, i immediately got out of my hiding spot and we ran towards the creek.
The big guy and Nico ran after us, but they didn't stand a chance. Mom handes me the flag so she could deal with the campers that were in my way.
"No!" i heard Percy yell, i just sticked my tongue out as i got to our side of the creek, slamming the flag into the ground. We all cheered and i smirked as i looked at Percy and Thalia, who are obviously very pissed off. I smiled as i hugged mom, her hand rubbing my back as she smiled.
"The Hunters win!" Chiron announced without pleasure. Then he muttered, "For the fifty-sixth time in a row."
I ran towards Bianca, who was a bit covered in snow. She yelped as i picked her up and spinned her around, both of us laughing and cheering.
I smiled as i put her down, her cheeks were red and she shyly looked away. I looked over at Nico, who was a bit sad that he lost, i will make sure to make it up to him later.
I rolled my eyes as Percy and Thalia started fighting, something about Percy messing up the plan but i didnt pay any attention to what they were saying.
Soon it turned into a whole duel, Chiron tried stopping them but it was no use, they are both stubborn idiots. While i do not like Thalia that much, and i dont like Percy at all, so i hope she beats his ass.
I almost laughed as lightning hit Percy, and he looked absolutely pissed off. Percy got to his feet and willed the entire creek to rise. It swirled up, hundreds of gallons of water in a massive icy funnel cloud.
"Percy!" Chiron pleaded.
he was about to hurl it at Thalia until he saw something in the woods, water splashed back into the creekbed. Thalia was so surprised she turned to see what he was looking at, i too turned around to see what they were looking at.
Someone... something was approaching. It was shrouded in a murky green mist, but as it got closer, the campers and Hunters gasped.
"This is impossible," Chiron said. I'd never heard him sound so nervous. "It... she has never left the attic. Never."
The withered mummy that held the Oracle shuffled forward until she stood in the center of the group. Mist curled around our feet, turning the snow a sickly shade of green.
None of us dared move. Then her voice hissed inside my head. Apparently everyone could hear it, because several clutched their hands over the ears.
I am the sprit of Delphi, the voice said. Speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo, slayer of the mighty Python.
The Oracle regarded regarded Percy with its cold, dead eyes. Then she turned toward mom.
Approach, Seeker, and ask.
Mom swallowed and stepped forward, a himt of hope in her eyes. "What must I do to help my goddess?"
The Oracle's mouth opened, and green mist poured out. I saw the vague image of a mountain, and a girl standing at the barren peak. It was mother, but she was wrappedin chains, fettered to the rocks. She was kneeling, her hands raised as if to fend off an attacker, and it looked like she was in pain. The Oracle spoke:
Six shall go west to the goddess in chains,
One shall be lost in the land without rain,
The bane of Olympus shows the trail,
Campers and Hunters combined prevail,
The Titan's curse must one withstand,
One shall perish by a parent's hand,
And one shall lose themselves to rage.
Then, as we were watching, the mist swirled and retreated like a great green serpent into the mummy's mouth. The Oracle sat down on a rock and became as still as she'd been in the attic, as if she might sit by this creek for a hundred years.
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