I just remembered this drawing of Will exists

Villain Izuku Falling for You

Villain Deku finding you and falling for you - kinda love at first sight to be honest. @izukuisbaby requested this. I hope you love it, babes!!

Note: Fem alluded reader, chubby reader friendly! Izuku gives the nickname "Dumpling" to reader. Mention of blood and fighting in the beginning.

Izuku Midoriya held his shoulder in pain as he trudged through the park. His shoulder was dislocated and the cuts on his legs were starting to become more and more painful with each passing minute. He had barely gotten out of a fight with the Number One hero, The explosion hero Dynamight. The only reason he escaped with his head still on his shoulders or without being cuffed back to Tarturus was because Midoriya knew exactly how to play his old classmate.

Midoriya had thought he would have gotten used to it by now. Used to all the fighting and injuries but it never got easier. A life of crime was never easy but at the exact same time it was fun. Being the one to not hold back, being the one to be powerful and not have others look down on you. Midoriya stopped by a bench as exhaustion hit him. He sat down, looking up at the sky. 

He chuckled tiredly as his breathing slowed down. The adrenalin in his veins had reduced and the hum of pain from his injuries slowly returned. Fighting his old childhood friend always made him smile. It was an addictive feeling that he craved. Seeing the anger in Bakugou’s red burning eyes. Watching the hero so close to crumbling in front of him. 

It was mental torture fighting Midoriya. 

Midoriya knew how traumatic it must have been for any of his old U.A friends to go against him, which made everything so much more fun. It made it all worth it. Watching the way their faces would fall in horror as he killed people like it meant nothing to him. Watching them foolishly run off of emotion and not think it through. It was like watching his favourite scene of a movie on loop. 

Did he feel bad?

Such a question made him laugh. 

Bad? Definitely not. He pitied them. He pitied the fact that they couldn’t see what the commission was doing. What U.A did. What society had done. He pitied them and what they thought they could be. He was foolish to think he could have been a hero. Bakugou taught him that. Drilled it into his skull from the age of five. 

He was just living off expectation and madness.

Although he looked and felt like shit, Midoriya felt like he won a billion Yen. Around his neck, protected was a flashdrive. A flash drive with information on Tarturus. Information to get his half brother Tomura Shigaraki out of Tarturus. All he needed to do was contact his group and get the hell out of the park. Even though he was a villain and enjoyed tormenting the people of japan and their heroes, he also was a law abiding real estate owner. 

Well.. semi-law abiding. 

He just needed to contact one of his guys about his location and he wouldn’t have to be sitting here freezing and bleeding. But his disposable phone was long destroyed and he didn’t know where the closest phone booth was. 

Moving was too much of a risk of getting spotted and he was injured.

Midoriya had closed his eyes for a few seconds when he felt something poking him. He tiredly opened his eyes. It was raining. Softly enough that he hadn’t woken up when rain had fell down on his face. He got poked in the cheek again. He turned his head around to see a woman. She looked down at him with concerned eyes and a soft face. He hadn’t seen such a gaze directed to him in a long time. 

“Sir… are you alright?” She asked. Worry laced her voice as she stood above him. She held a black umbrella that kept her dry as well as his face. “You’re bleeding.” She gasped as she noticed the open wounds on him. 

Midoriya was silent for a few moments as you visually assessed him. This was the first time he ever saw you before. You looked old enough to know who he was. To look on the news every night and see his face as one of Japan’s most wanted criminals. There was NO way you didn’t know he was a villain yet here you were. Wondering if he was alright. 

Midoriya chuckled as he adjusted his seating. “Yah, I noticed, Dumpling.” He gave you a tired smirk, looking up at you with emerald green eyes. You noticed his eyes. They were a beautiful colour but they seemed almost dull. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to talk to strangers?” He asked you in a hushed voice of mockery. “Especially the bad ones?” 

Your grip on the handle of your umbrella tightened. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you that killing was bad?” You asked him with an innocent look and a tilt of your head. A small hint of a smile ghosting your lips. Midoriya raised an eyebrow in intrigue. You had balls, that was for sure. To say that to a villain who was known to be dangerous and deadly and thinking you could get away with it, took guts. He scoffed, seeming to take a liking to you. You smiled at the look on his face. Amusement, not anger. “May I help you?” You offered him a hand. 

Your hand was smaller compared to his. Your hands were clean of blood. Clean of innocent lives. Yours looked like the new start of a great story not the sad ending of a broken one. 

Midoriya took your hand and from that moment on, you had revolved around each other. 

Now at first Midoriya didn't think much of it especially when you took him to your sweet apartment in a rather dangerous part of the city and cleaned up his wounds. He was skeptical of you of course, but he also knew he could kill you easily and he wouldn't exactly define you as a threat. Therefore, he was relaxed. So after giving him a warm meal and a cup of tea, Midoriya made the rookie mistake of falling asleep on your couch.

When he awoke he found himself still on your couch, it was the next day and you had left. You left a plate of breakfast for him on the coffee table with a note telling him that you had gone to work.

His initial thought was how stupid you were for leaving a wanted criminal in your house unattended but then he couldn't help but still admire how nice you were. How good you were. You had no reason to help him and yet here he was. Alive, fed, having slept and not in Tartarus. Of course your shitty apartment wasn't the most welcoming thing to come home to but beggars can't be choosers.

Midoriya left, leaving your apartment cleaner than he found it and managed to make a call for Todoroki to find him.

Now finding again was by pure incident. He was walking by a café (obviously), his hood pulled over his head and sunglasses on, when at the corner of his eye he saw something. You. Unexplainably perfect you. You were serving a customer, a soft look on your face as you placed down the cup of coffee for them.

Midoriya hadn't been able to get you out of his head since he left your apartment. He hadn't tried going back to check up on you just based off of common curtesy in his eyes. He didn't want to bring you any unwanted attention, but he also couldn't stop thinking about how soft your hands were or how nice your meals tasted or how you looked at him with soft eyes that he only ever still saw with his mother.

Deciding to pop in to say hello, he trudged his way into the cafe. Walking towards the counter, there was another barista working behind the counter.

"Welcome, what can I get for you?" They asked.

He looked up at the menu then back down to them. "Chocolate Mocha. Venti... and a blueberry muffin."

Midoriya noticed you pause for a moment as you worked on another order. You looked back to see him, but he didn't look at you. The barista typed on the monitor. "Alright. Name for that order?"

"Shoto." Obviously he wasn't going to give his real name. It was better to use his friends name. Of course, Todoroki wouldn't agree, but he wasn't here to scold him on it.

"Cool, we'll have your order ready in no time."

"Thank you." Midoriya stepped to the side by the counter.

He watched you move easily, light on your feet as you finished up the order. You turned to face the counter he was leaning against. You turned the cup towards you to look at it. "Reji!" You called out. Said customer took their order with a kind smile from you. You then turned your attention to Midoriya. You shot him a kind smile. "It's nice to see you again, stranger." You said, turning to work on his order next.

Midoriya couldn't help the small amused smile that went up to his lips. "I wanted breakfast." He stated.

You hummed. "Alright then. Well, you made a good choice on the blueberry muffin. I just made them this morning." You told him as you moved to take out the muffin slipping it in some packaging to go. Once you had finished his order, you put it between the two of you. You raised an eyebrow. "Shoto?" You asked not quite convinced that it was his name.

He smiled as he took the cup in his large hands. He moved to take a sip. "In the flesh." He glanced at your co-worked who was still taking orders before looking back down to you. He moved his sunglasses up to look at you properly. You were once again met with then intense and mind numbing gaze of his. Strong emerald eyes that hid a rush of dangerous that ran down your spine. He smirked. "Maybe if I like the muffin..." He spoke hushed, his voice dropping an octave just for you to hear. "I'll come back and tell you my real name, dumpling."

You smiled as you looked at him. "What makes you think I want to know you're real name?" You asked him with a raised eyebrow.

He shrugged. "Wouldn't you want to know the name of the person you saved?"

"I don't know..." You pretended to think. "I don't think my boyfriend would like me interacting with you."

He scoffed. "You don't have a boyfriend."

"And why do you say that."

He smirked properly, his white teeth gleaming at you. He leaned down closer to you. "You wouldn't be looking at me the way you are, if you did."

You paused turning away to grab the cup of the next order.

He chuckled, turning around, slipping his glasses down onto his nose as he grabbed his muffin. "See you later, dumpling."

Since then Midoriya always popped by the café. Maybe he would sit down with you after his shift or simply walk you home, but he was now enamored by you as he gravitated around your being.

Sooner rather than later, Midoriya once again realized that life was short. Especially the life of a villain. And God know what would happen if anyone found you and he had no way of helping you. So he quickly asked you to be his. To be his darling and let him hold you tight. To shower you with everything he could ever give you so that you would never have to worry again.

So you took a chance.

You took a risk.

You said yes to a villain, and allowed him to hold you close and kiss you sweetly.

Midoriya made money outside of villain work and even with the villainy, he had people who owed him and men who worked for him. He was pretty well off. More than comfortable (no matter how illegal the actions he had to do to get there were.) Best believe, he would shower you in gifts. Move you out of your shitty apartment and into his, where he could come back to you everyday and so could you come back to him. Although he didn't like you working, especially knowing you were his, you still wanted to be at the café.

It didn't stop him from keeping men around you at all times or insuring that no matter what, the hero commission didn't find out about you.

Or that's how he wanted it to be.

Until Dynamight walked into your cafe.

-Glitch1d

<My Izuku Masterlist>

Art I made to get a discord server to scream

And here's some lore for Rigel, my baby, my skrunkly!

Also, tw/cw for implied death

Rigel is based off of Charon, the ferryman of The Underworld, and to be more specific, the ferryman from Hades. His family are also cursed to work with the Shrouds but their curse is different, it formed them into more demons with horns and pitch black sharp teeth and the ability to communicate with phantoms. The Tavourlaris worked with the Shrouds as assistants and to help study Phantoms, due to the language barrier being none existent, they could understand the phantom and be able to calm it down, they stopped after a certain incident. The family were then relocated to work for the CHARON armor, with Rigel's uncle being the head of the department. Ironically, he had a lot of free time in contrast to Rigel's parents, who neglected Rigel, leaving the two to change out. Rigel's uncle, who's named Charon(amazing naming, I know/j) would take Rigel out on boat rides so they could have fun without any interruptions, they played many card games whilst out on the river, but one day they went out, without any cards, Rigel, being around six at the time, fell asleep on the boat, and when he woke up, his uncle was gone.

He then decided to head his friend Scylla, who lived in Tarturus bcus he's half phantom. Yeah, Scylla slashed his face resulting in that scar across his nose. And due to no one wanting or being able to comfort him, who else could he have been able to turn to than Idia for comfort, his only friend in the cruel world that is The Isle of Woe.

After he got enrolled into NRC, he found out his uncle was housewarden of Ignihyde a few generations back, and so he strives to be just like him, losing himself in the process

So yeah that's why he has age regressing habits, clings to Idia like a puppy, has messy hair, and didn't like Perse at the start

Sorry for all that word vomit btw-

THE POOR BABY WHY ARE YOU GUYS ALWAYS SO MEAN TO YOUR OCS??????? WHY?????? LITERALLY SO UNPROVOKED

I am. Holding him. Adopting him. Taking him away from you he's MINE I love him

solangelo book (the sun and the stars) wants (this is kind of long)

confirmed will solace sexuality (bi?? gay??)

confirmed piper sexuality (lesbian??bi??pan??)

confirmed reyna & thalia sexuality (ace??aro ace?? lesbian?? bi?? straight??)

JUST ALL CONFIRMED SEXUALITIES PLSSSS

BISEXUAL PERCY AND ANNABETH. PLS RICK.

will & nico both being sarcastic in tartarus

more 'significant annoyance' kinda stuff

will healing nico a lot in tarturus and nico pretending to hate it but rly thinking the gestures r adorable

THE BLONDE BOY CURSE TO BE BROKEN. WILLIAM ANDREW SOLACE NEEDS TO SURVIVE.

solangelo calling each other by their last names

will backstory

naomi solace naomi solace naomi solace

octavian slander

wills pov plsplspls

nico&hazel being cute asf siblings

will's siblings (especially kayla&austin) teasing will about having a boyfriend in front of nico

the doctors orders stuff is cute , but not too much of it .

more nico&reyna friendship

piper and will talking about having a famous parent????

nico and will comforting each other after nightmares

nico and will talking about their older siblings' deaths ???

why will is a year-round camper ( bc he devotes all his time to the infirmary or other reasons?? i need answers . )

jason ghost appearance

if jason does have a ghost appearance , jason shipping solangelo and making sure will will ( accidentally made a pun-?) treat nico right .

does nico call will sunshine or does will call nico sunshine ??

story of how they got together

who fell in love first?? who fell hardest??

will feeling insecure about his lack of abilities compared to his siblings and nico reassuring him that he's still amazing and blah blah blah

nico teasing will about his star wars obsession and will teasing nico about his old mythomagic obsession ??

everyone's reactions to will going to tarturus and nico going to tartarus again

percabeths reactions especially.

maybe a hades show-up????

bianca talk pls

non-binary character

okokok hear me out , abro aphrodite . like , she can change her looks , why not her sexualities too-?

nico's sacrifice not being his powers or Will

solangelo simping for the other person in their povs

will playfully teasing nico about his height????

SOLANGELO KISS. IN THE MIDDLE OF HELL.

nico making fun of will bc he wore shorts & flip-flops to tartarus

will insisting its bc hell is hot

more piper&shel

PLS LET DREW ACTUALLY BE A KINDA GOOD PERSON. WELL AT LEAST BETTER THAN IN HOO.

someone crashing their own funeral again (will or nico?)

will's siblings being rly upset that will is going to tartarus bc they don't wanna lose another older brother

will promising he'll come back AND HE WILL COME BACK.

them being gone for so long everyone's starting to think theyre dead

RACHEL AND WILL FRIENDSHIP.

leo and will friendship

Mr d favouriting will&nico

okay my wishlist is starting to sound like fanfiction planning..oh well.

i might add more to this if I think of more later

anygays imma go back to this when i read the solangelo book (if i remember to look at this-)

Bianuca Day 9: free day!!

This one's a fun one! Warnings for character death and violence I think, though it's far from clear cut in this one. I tried out a new style with giving unique voices to the narration - I'd really appreciate it if you could tell me your thoughts on whether I pulled it off and whether it adds anything! @gay-otlc @rainbow-frog-earrings

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You know the story, I am sure.

Orpheus—the greatest singer—falls in love with Eurydice, but they have little time to spend in matrimonial bliss before the serpent strikes and she falls still.

He chases after her. He always does. He has no fear even as he faces the underworld, as he demands his love back from Hades. In the end, his win is temporary, because who can best death? He’s given a task, and calls it easy. What a fool he is. What a fool we’d all be.

Orpheus looks back. Of course he does.

That’s how it ends. That’s how it must end.

That’s not true.

It’s always been true.

You’re telling it all wrong.

Well then, why don’t you tell it?

Gladly.

First of all, their names were never Orpheus and Eurydice, not if you tell it right. It’s Maruca and Biana—the two lovers whose constellations rest in the night sky.

Maruca can sing sweet as a bird, like you say, but she never does in front of others. It’s hers, and no one else’s. Until it’s Biana’s too, one day, before she’s lost. Maybe forever.

And in her grief, Maruca makes the trek down below. She sings to Hades—her voice so pure with the world above—and he weeps, lets her go leading her lover hand in hand. Biana’s flesh is dead, cold and clammy, but Maruca holds on tight nonetheless.

They step into the daylight. Maruca’s throat aches—it will never feel right again—but they are here again and they are happy. So happy.

Stop making all your endings that perfect. Real life doesn’t work that way.

But I prefer them. They’re comforting, aren’t they?

The truth is worth discomfort.

They get back, yes, and they are happy for a time. But Biana has not lost the underworld’s touch, and at night she slips out to sit by the paths that lead down and down. She forgets to breathe so often. She cannot even make her own heart beat in her chest, and sometimes she’ll go still and silent as a corpse for hours or days, unaware of her surroundings and of her wife.

Maruca tries to love her through it. She cannot.

She can. Of course she can. She endured Tarturus for Biana, didn’t she?

You know as well as I that death changes a person. Besides, you didn’t even let me finish.

Let you finish making something up?

Fine. I’ll tell it again. I’ll tell it right.

Biana and Maruca are close since childhood, and then both of them fall in love without ever speaking it aloud. It’s so dangerous, what they feel. How could they dare to voice it?

It’s too late, finally, when Biana is lost to war. But Maruca isn’t willing to accept that she never got to tell her the truth, and so she makes the journey as she always does.

She stands before Hades, the great and terrible. She cannot sing. She has no gift for music, not even Persephone’s kinder presence at Hades’s side to help sway him.

Instead, she speaks, pours out what she feels. She speaks of unrequited love and fear of changing things, of the pain of never having a chance. She speaks of what she’d have done for Biana, how much it hurt to pine for her in secret, watching her shine and convinced that they could never be together. All she wants, she says, is a second chance for them.

But cold-hearted Hades is unmoved. He refuses her any mercy.

So Maruca stays in the underworld by choice. She won’t leave Biana’s side, no matter what, until she withers to a ghost as well and they haunt the depths of—

That’s not how it goes.

Let me guess, Hades listens? He looks upon Maruca favorably? You can’t seriously believe he’d be so kind.

Of course he is. He sympathizes, after his time spent loving Persephone from below, convinced a goddess of spring could never return his feelings. Hades wants to give these lovers the same chance they had, as Maruca’s story strikes a chord in him.

He sends them up to the surface without caveat. They emerge into the sunlight. And, there, they finally confess.

You really can’t stop twisting it, can you?

I could say the same to you.

Sometimes I wonder if we’re even talking about the same story.

Alright. How about a compromise?

I can’t say there’s anything we agree on, but I suppose I’m willing to try if you are. What’s the compromise?

Who says we have to present the story with an ending? So many of the best things are left undone.

That might just work out. Do you want to wrap it up, or should I?

Oh, go ahead. You know you want to.

I suppose I do. You can’t complain this time, by the way.

You don’t know this story, I’m sure. You’ve heard it but you don’t know it—do any of us, in the end?

We can do stories justice in our tellings, in the way we weave them into being with words, but they can never belong to us fully. I will renounce the truth this once. It is our own truth that matters here through its reflection in a story told every way but ours.

From the time they’re young onwards, Maruca and Biana are inseparable. They click like two souls sliding into place. They haunt the halls of Everglen and consecrate Maruca’s home with their ringing laughter.

Maruca has no true gift for singing, though she can well enough. The true glory of her voice is its cadence—rumbling and low, a steady comfort in the darkest of times. It’s sweet as the pattering rain yet deep as the beating thunder yet warm as the orange-glowing fireplace inside. It’s the siren’s lure that carries Biana through. She could listen to Maruca speak forever.

Together, they make plans for Foxfire, for their future. It doesn’t scare them, not yet. Right now, its’ theirs, after all. They were born into these luxuries. They have been cradled in the lap of privilege for as long as they’ve been alive, parents and prominence carefully shielding the real world from leaking into their gilded cages. Whatever comes next, they cup the whole of the world in their palms.

It doesn’t last. It never does. Reality comes crashing through in the form of rebellion, Moonlarks.

They don’t last. They’re not made to.

Girls born into soft silks and given only safety scissors shatter so easily. It never takes much strain. Maruca and Biana love each other, but they love so selfishly—each hoarding the other close to themself, used to having everything of each other and sent whirling when that’s gone, gone, gone. The dream is over.

Maruca leaves Biana behind. She looks back, once or twice or a million times, and is never sure what she regrets. Biana’s happy now. It’s not her fault Maruca isn’t.

War descends upon the cities they call home, the school they imagined into a haven in their heads, and they grow up. There isn’t any other choice. They tears loose pieces of their softness and sharpen their own edges until they’re bleeding, raw. They live. They learn.

And then they love.

It’s a funny thing, how they never could before, when they were so deeply bound. They don’t voice it this time. It’s no longer a love built around receiving. But nevertheless they dream and dream of each other, aching for that old familiarity without ever choosing to take that next plunge.

After all, they’re happy now, aren’t they?

They are fools. When aren’t they?

Biana falls. She descends into mirrors and shadows, into the sharp cheekbones of a madwoman. Glass shards slice up her skin until she is remade entirely—a cruel combination of flesh and bone. She lies with her own blood her blanket.

She closes her eyes.

She doesn’t know herself anymore. She’s scattered with scars. And every night when she dares to dream it’s only to wake up screaming.

Biana’s fallen. She’s gone past any’s ability to reach.

In the night, if she’s wise, Maruca might approach her bedside. She might take Biana’s uninjured hand gently in her own, and she might speak. She might tell all the truths she knows until her throat is raw and her voice failing.

Oh, if she is wise. If she is brave.

She may yet lead Biana home.

having michael be an antagonist maybemaaaybe who went insane in tarturus and wants to bring nico and will there so he can leave will behind and get out w nico. this is such a wild stupid theory but what if the "thing of equal value left behind" is leaving will behind for michael? equal value meaning they are both kids of apollo?

obviously will will not be left in tarturus but because will as a fighter doesn't make sense in tarturus, this turn of plot might be SUPER fun

also i'm super against will having powers but i want to know why he'd be useful in tarturus. if the book ends up with nico still being able to get through tarturus alone (which yes ik he did once) the writers will have failed to make a fleshed out journey

michael as an antagonist is not something i has considered interesting…. & hmm yeah idk what will is bringing to the table besides moral support and flashlight abilities

Hemera quick question! When you aren't making cards what do you like to do with your free time? Is there a lot to do in Tarturus?

“Ah yes! There is a lot to do too! At least now there is. Every floor of Tartarus has a resting area! In these areas not only can you make your deck stronger, but you can also enjoy lovely music performed by our Primadonna, Thalia, and Yannis. Not only that, the lounge area where they perform provides food and drinks to anyone in Tartarus! Anything you can think of! There’s also a dance floor for those that feel like dancing. The Reaper and I like going here when we’re on dates. Now, if you’re a real meanie butt, props to you if you are, you can always annoy the prisoners in Tartarus. They can’t lay a finger on your mortal soul, so you do whatever you want.”

“There are also training grounds every floor or two, for those who like to physically fight, like The Reaper for example. Tartarus is also home to other gods, not that they live here, but come hang out for… some reason. Like… Hypnos my brother… he’s a real pain in the ass, but that may be because he’s my brother. Rest your soul if my mother or father is there… they will tell you so many unneeded tales about our family. So, unless you like history, run. Like I do!”

“There… is my second bedroom in Tartarus, it’s located in the basement, which I advise you not to go into. The basement is filled with OLD_DATA. I don’t want anyone getting hurt by it. However, my bedroom is filled with lovely bookshelves that have plenty of books for me to read. I also have other games like Chess, Checkers, Life, Monopoly, some Hunt The Killer boxes, and more given to me by The Reaper. My family made sure there was plenty to do here, mainly so I wouldn’t try to leave, but I’m glad. It allows my challengers to have fun, which is asking a lot since they’re in a prison.”

“For me, however, I usually spend my time on Tartarus’s rooftop. I get to see the other Scrybe’s domains, and I find it rather relaxing. That is when the others haven't taken over the game. If one did, I would simply be in my room, reading away. Distracting myself from the fear of being found by others. Let’s say Leshy took over. I don’t think he would be fond of me still being around. He might go looking for me, just to turn me into a card! That thought scares me, but reading helps. I hope this answers your question, Kind Anon! May you be safe, and have a lovely day!”

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 (𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝟏𝟖+) 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

➣ PERCY

would you, maybe ride my face? → reader and percy are counsellors at Camp Half-Blood, and one night, reader rides Percy’s face.

the art of handcuffs → reader is cuffed to the bed while percy pounds into her

sex with percy would include → headcanon

I love you too, dumbass → reader’s first time with percy

Yin and yang → reader is getting absolutely ✨railed✨ by percy

just us two → really cute smut between reader and percy

tarturus → reader and percy fall into tarturus and use each other to cope (daughter of apollo!reader)

awhile → it had been awhile since percy and reader saw each other, and one thing lead to another

other side of the team → daughter of hecate!reader and percy have to partner up together on a college project

please don’t stop → percy eating the reader out

i hate you perseus jackson → daughter of venus!reader and percy flirt while fighting and having hate-sex after

you’re very pretty → reader and percy have sex in the shower

bed, now. → percy gets rough with reader

ocean boy → percy is always rude to male!reader (son of zeus) and reader fucks him roughly

mommy kink → percy has a mommy kink

you, only you → reader and percy have been best friends for years until the reader starts spending more time with jason

nsfw alphabet

words of affirmation → Percy calling reader ‘darling’ and ‘sweetheart’ while she touches herself

all for me → percy overstimulates reader

loser → reader mocks Percy for losing a game and calls him a loser, so he edges her until she calls him a winner

paid attention → percy eats out Male!son of hades!reader 

headboard → percy fucks the reader so good, he has to grab onto the headboard 

whiney mess → male!reader gives Percy head

need you → reader is pregnant and needs Percy 

on your knees → percy tells reader to get on her knees

so good, it hurts → soft!dom percy fucking reader so good, she cries

in the middle of class → percy fingers reader in the middle of their college class

spread your legs → percy orders reader to spread her legs 

anniversary → percy and black!reader celebrate their 1 year anniversary 

ive never wanted to fuck you more than I do now → reader teases percy and he fucks her roughly 

I didn’t think you were into that → shy!kinky!reader surprises percy with what she’s into

countertop → percy pounds male!reader on counter top 

new rome fun → mutually drunk sex with percy 

➣ ANNABETH

tease → annabeth loves teasing reader

➣ JASON

virgin!jason → headcanon

forbidden → percy’s sister!reader and jason have a secret relationship

nsfw alphabet → headcanon

passionate → face riding jason and having the most passionate sex with him

punishment → jealous!Jason edging reader

➣ LEO

hand between your thighs → leo fingers reader - headcanon

sex with leo would include → headcanon

sub!leo → headcanon

losing your virginities in cabin 9 → headcanon

bite me → daughter of apollo!reader and leo have steamy make up sex

sexual tension → reader and leo release pent up sexual tension in the training room

wedding → reader and leo have sex on their wedding night

birthday → it's reader's birthday and leo gives extra attention to her

what happens in the bathroom → reader and leo have sex in the bathroom at a party

nsfw alphabet → headcanon

cabin 9 → reader gives leo a blowjob in cabin 9

praise kink → headcanon where leo has a praise kink

fuck it → reader edges leo until he can't take it anymore and fucks her

see what happens when you're a good boy → reader teases and edges leo

tough day at camp → rough sex with leo after a tough day

vibrators and misbehaving → leo edging the reader with a vibrator before fucking the life out of her

Look how good I’m fucking you → Leo fucks reader in front of the mirror and makes her watch

ruin you → Leo loves to praise daughter of hades!reader 

thigh riding in bunker 9 → reader rides Leo’s thigh

aftercare

breeding kink

cockwarming

➣ LUKE

kitchen delight → luke fucks reader against a kitchen countertop

faster, baby. faster → sub!Luke with dom!fem!Aphrodite!reader

fuck buddies → daughter of Gaia!reader and Luke are fuck buddies 

➣ PIPER

best friends turned lovers → reader and piper have sex during a sleepover

not just yet → piper teases reader with toys

ride my thigh, baby → reader rides piper's thigh

don't stop → reader overstimulates piper

➣ ethan

still so beautiful → reader comforts him over the loss of his eye

★ MULTIPLE CHARACTERS

reader x percy x leo

**please note: Due to Will being canonically gay, I will only write Will Solace smuts and other fics with male!reader or gender neutral (gn)! reader. thank youuu 🥰

It's me the boy in tarturus

Speaking to you inside your brain

Listen to me Ortho

Shut down ceburus, we don't need it

Come with me and set big brother free

We'll have fun times in the outside world

Doo doo da doo yeahhhhh

You need me Ortho free will is an illusion-

If you search "Percy Jackson analysis" on tumblr, one of the first post to appear will be about a very interesting topic. They say that with Hereos of Olympus, instead of creating a new conflict Rick Riordan undid the Last Olympian ending (the gods becoming better). Also I've always preferred the first series, because HOO has many problem. I also love the new characters, so what could Riordan possibly have wrote instead?

Then I got an Idea. STAY WITH ME PLEASE

While I was still reading the first five books, Mark of Athena was published. Being not bothered by spoilers when I was little (I don't know how) I used to go to the bookshop and read the plot written on the cover. Just from the summery and the cover art I had imagined the plot. I was sure it was gonna be something all about the two camps facing each other, having actual beef and fights. From an art cover I had also imagined some sort of games between the camp to decided who had the best demigods. BUT NOW I GOT A EVEN BETTER IDEA.

The plot in my opinion should have started with someone from camp halfblood finding camp jupiter or the romans (I like to imagine it was the Stoll brothers. It would also make sense since Herms is the good of travel and messages). During that time for some reasons Chiron is away from camp.

The demigods comes back to camp and tell everyone what they found. Here we have two options.

1. Hera makes the change BUT between Jason and Annabeth. (Not my favourite one).

2. Hera, who hates Annabeth, kidnapps Annabeth and sends her to Camp Jupiter (I don't know what to do about her memories). Meanwhile the Romans now know too about the Greeks, and they send some demigod to find CHB. Jason is on the quest, and gets kidnapped by the greeks, because they think Annabeth also got kidnapped by the romans.

Now Jason has still his memories and it's stuck at camp as an hostage (inserts funny scenes about chaotic demigods not knowing what to do with him because "they never had and hostage before". Also Jason being outraged because "You don't know who I am, I'm the preator..") . Chiron comes back and get angry at everyone, and insists to treat Jason as an human being. Jason at the beginning can't stand anyone ESPECIALLY Percy, but in the end of the book they have formed a delicate and difficult to acknowledge bond.

Know I don't know exactly how the story would proceed, but for sure Leo, Piper, Frank and Hazel stay as characters.

Changes:

1. Leo stays himself expect he doesn't fall for every girl he sees, and isn't obsessed about finding love too. Actually he doesn't really care, it's more interested in his passion as a mechanic. (Or you can make him mlm, I think it would suit him)

2. Piper has not all of that "I'm not feminine and dumb like my siblings going on". Instead she grows confidence thanks to her powers, and learns to appreciate her beauty not like something that other people sexualize her for (which is a problem that POC women ACTUALLY HAVE, WHY RIORDAN DIDN'T YOU DO THIS INSTEAD), but like a gift from her mother and a good part of her.

3. Frank doesn't get the random glow up, because in this version we teach kids that you can be a great person, having a girlfriend, and being a powerful hero even if you don't have an ideal body. (Litterally what was the point)

4. Nico is actually around and at the begging he likes to make fun of Jason with Percy (or in a second moment he appears at camp and gets what probably it's going on in reality). He's not appreciated by everyone but he learns how to not care. Also solangelo actually has a relationship building here.

5. I don't know if I would age up Hazel, or make her stay just friends with Frank, but many people would like that. For sure she would get more space because she's amazing.

6. JEYNA ACTUALLY EXISTS HERE. I don't care in what form. They can be together and being a power couples, or eventually break up and create drama. I just need this plot point to not be wasted.

7. No one falld into tartarus. Because Tartarus is a mysterious and scary element in the series. Discovering what's the big mistery ruins everything. (Or if someone like a secondary character fall in it, they die that way, end of discussion). The danger of someone falling into Tartarus is still there tho.

For the plot I don't know. I just know that at some point it would be cool to see where the demigods of Krono's army are now. Actually seeing demigods of the minor gods would be cool. The prophecy is still there but it takes more time to start. (ALSO. I don't think the seven are actually the greatest demigods around. So I think that maybe they end up being the seven after accidentally winning a sort of competition like I said before)

I would cut out the part of the statue of Athena. I don't know how but I would love to still see tha quest to Alaska (maybe with Hazel, Frank, and Jason and Percy?) and the House of Hades.

There would actually be a fight between camps, but the book ends with them team up to have the goods mentally sane again. The moral is that basically they learn to understand theri cultural differences

Basically having Gaeia as the villain isn't necessary, the villain instead should be the gods who are tied to Tarturus and the danger of the door's of death would still be there. And this would give more space for Nico in the plot

I wrote this at 3:00 AM. There are probably so many mistakes. But in my mind it was too cool to not write it down.

Heroes of Olympus- Underrated Friendships

1. Frank and Leo

Frank and Leo are literally the most ICONIC planotic, brother-to-brother, friendship ever. If you don't agree with me, you can leave. The door to hell is right there *points behind me at black door with muffled screaming in the distance*.

2. Jason and Nico

Y'all what do you I even need to say?! I don't personally ship Jasico as a romantic ship, mainly because I majorly ship Solangelo and Jiper, but I... I really don't know now... *slams head on table*

3. Jason and Hazel

Jason and Hazel both have special connections to Nico, but then again, Hazel, I feel, is the person that knows Jason the least in the beginning of Mark of Athena. But, their friendship shone through in House of Hades, when they defeated Scipio. Or was it Scripio? Ugh, their names are SO SIMILAR.

4. Annabeth and Frank

I LOVE this friendship especially, especially when it comes to the incident of the Chinese Handcuffs. Frank didn't know how to solve them, but he knew that either Leo or Annabeth would. Leo, obviously, he thought would make fun of him. So he trusted Annabeth to show him how to do it, and since it was written from Annabeth's POV, it clearly showed that she was kinda flattered that Frank chose her. Frank also taught her to be a teensy less complicated, after the entire diagram thing. Either way, they were both kind to each other and got off to a great start. Frank's Chinese Handcuffs even gave her the idea on how to trap Arachne so, WIN WIN!

5. Hazel and Piper

After Annabeth and Percy had fell into Tarturus (TARTER SAUCE), Piper and Hazel had a couple "girl nights" together, to talk about gross things that boys do sometimes, life in general, and just bawl their eyes about Annabeth together. Hazel and Piper are just really good friends, and it's like that one friendship that just balances their lives out. 'Cause their lives are pretty messed up...

This was only for the 7 and Nico, but I might move on and broaden that insight, and look in on some more underrated friendships, but for now, au revoir!

the youngest nieces of Celestia and Luna

Cozy Glow and Princes Ordomia

two relativity plot important characters to my next gens story lol

Bios under the cut.

Name: Cozy Glow Nickname(s): Age: 27 Pronouns: She/her Identity: Trans Lesbian crush/relationship: Dating Sweetie Belle Parents: Adoptive Aunts Celestia and Luna Sibling: Princess Ordomia Special Talent: Strategy Occupation: Personal Gaurd for Ordomia Location: Canterlot Likes: Chess, Telling people what to do, being in charge, doing what she wants to do, cute cakes Dislikes: unhygienic ponies, being made fun of Bio: After the event of Cozy Glows schemes to rid the world of magic forever failed instead of begin sent to tarturus she simple got away, hiding out and plotting. she still spoke to tirek in letters but beyond that was untraceable. Then when Discord brought her, chrysalis, tirek and sombra all together  they all together schemed to use friendship to do evil. Little did they realize that learning friendship actually, taught them friendship? like who would have guessed. So when the elements and all their friends showed up to save the day something about seeing the power of friendship, what it was capable of it changed something in them. they realized how close they had all become over the last months under the discords underlying lesson. So when twilight and her friends gave out a life line, a friendly hand they took it. Chrysalis would be reunited with her people, each to forgive one another and to grow. Tirek would learn reformation by starswirl and those who knew him and his brother personally. While Cozy Glow went to Cantorlot Castle with the princesses. Cozy still had some work, she  was ready to move forward but still had a tick of scheming in herself. often still getting into trouble. This was taught out of her by her new Aunts Celestia and Luna who home schooled the filly until she learned to behave. learning lessons on using the power and abilities you have for good, to work with others and make changes for the better. Twilight often visiting to continue teaching her friendship lessons like she learned at the friendship school. Cozy Glow more or less became a fine mare as she got older, learning the lessons she was taught well, continuing her friendships with chrysalis and Tirek and rekindling old ones like with the CMC and her classmates. a few years years into Cozy Glows time living at the castle the war against darkness happened, a final all out battle of the elements of harmony versus the Force known as darkness that corrupted ponies and creatures alike into dark evil creatures. Cozy Glow had once let herself be influenced by the Darkness but was lucky to not get infected by it like many have. With her new Knowledge and skills she took to the fight, against the wishes of everyone around her she snuck out. taking her armor and skills she was taught about being a knight she arrived to the fight to help. she was there when the war ended when all the creatures of darkness were released from its influence and the entity 'defeated'. They all say defeated, they shot a big friendship laser and the darkness wasn't there when the smoke cleared. However Cozy Glow hadn't been so sure. She didn't say anything when it happened, everyone was so happy they had won. But when the smoke still spur thick in the area in the spot where the darkness was shot down, Cozy Glow swore she saw two blue eyes look right back at her before it seemed to disappear with the smoke in a gust. She decided it was a trick of  her eyes, the fear and adrenaline from the fight getting to her. she chose to celebrate with everyone else. everyone was peaceful and normal for only a month, that's what Ordomia showed up. A small Alicorn filly, just about Cozy Glows Age maybe just a few years younger at most.a wonky horn, curly purple hair and those blue eyes. the way the silently looked at Cozy Glow gave her the shivers. No one knew where the could have come from, there had only been two recorded alicorn births in the past 1000 years and they had both been off springs of alicorns. Alicorns used to be made by the first but when she passed away an Alicorn could only be made from another alicorn  once deemed worthy which could happen in many ways, but it just didn't seem possible for a filly as young as herself to be able to achieve alicorn status, nor did any of the current alicorn has anything to do with her. their was just no way to explain where she came from. Except, Cozy Glow might know. She kept her mouth shut, she didn't know how she would even say it or what it meant or if she was even right. it was a wild concept but, so was this alicorn. Cozy Glow believed that she came from the darkness. After test and study from twilight and the other she couldn't find anything saying the quite alicorn filly was dangerous, she didn't speak beyond nods and shakes, she didn't seem to know who she was or where she even was. the princesses allowed her to stay in the castle under watch for now. Cozy Glow was put on duty to watch over the young filly. She ended up being the first pony she spoke to, When Cozy Glow told her she was leaving her shift, asked the filly if she wanted anything. She got a reply, something she didn't expect. So she got her what she wanted, some water. They begun to talk, the alicorn again iterates she doesn't remember anything or where she came from. Cozy Glow tells her how she feels being in the castle, a new how you've never been to before. they talked forever, and by the end of his Cozy Glow decided she didn't think the alicorn was dangerous she just seemed scared and alone. they were friends and Cozy would stay by her side, and by her side she stayed as she became her official personal guard. They named her Ordomia, later earning the title of Princess as she showed great dedication to learning the responsibility of being an alicorn with her powers. being known for being able to change things, bring balance to them making sure everything ran smoothly. Its years of the two of them growing up side by side in the castle together with their aunts and growing family. Until the Queen Erroria Situation happened. Watching the mare she called her sister twist and change into that of a monster bent on destruction she questioned if she was wrong to have never said anything. now with ordomia back Cozy Glow has made a wall and kept her distance from Ordomia unsure if she can trust her again.

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Name: Ordomia Nickname(s): Queen Erroria Age: 25 (Maybe) Pronouns: She/her Identity: Bi Girl crush/relationship: Crush on Spike Parents: Adoptive Aunts Celestia and Luna Sibling: Cozy Glow Special Talent: Changing thing, physical objects, memories, ect Occupation: Princess, dignitary Location: Canterlot Likes: Helping, Purple, Stickers, cute band aids Dislikes: bright lights, flashing lights, crowds Bio: The Alicorn princess who appeared out of no where. thats what she had been known as across equestria, the young filly alicorn who appeared out of no where in cantorlot. She didn't have any memories to call her own, not a name or anything. she couldn't explain how she got there or why she was the way she was. she was poked and prodded by everyone and their mother trying to figure out what she was or her origins to no avail. Like she appeared out of thin air. And to be fair, she kind of did. Little no anyone, including herself's knowledge she was a vessel for what was left of Darkness. After the final big was of the elements versus Darkness's last surge of power to try and take over it was defeated. believed to have been blasted out of existence. No one saw the small wisp of darkness hurry off in the smoke. This strand of darkness coddled  itself for awhile until it was strong enough, it took shape. Using all it had to turn itself into that of what appeared to be a young teenage alicorn filly, an irresistible target to bring right into the castle, and it worked. The filly had no idea that deep inside itself it harbored a evil, but she walked around for years with the princesses, their elements of harmony and many others who had been affected or have hurt the Darkness. It swelled and grew in power until it was suitable enough for a take over. The tragedy went down one night at a dinner for the family and many other important figure heads who could make it, they were celebrating a good year in equestria and the growing connections they were making with creatures and lands outside of equestria. it was a wonderful night, Ordomia sat beside her best friend and sister Cozy glow, Celestia to her other side who was giving a lovely speech. It was sudden, this weird obsession that suddenly came over Ordomia, like the twitch she gets when she needs to make this right, to fix it. Watching her Aunt Celestia stand tall next to her speaking proudly. Princess Twilight  across the table with her kids looking up proudly at the Sun alicorn who was once her teacher. she couldn't stop thinking about how twilight didn't have her friends with her right now, family dinner, only a few ponies here. Cozy Glow asked her what was wrong noticing that her sister had grown terribly quiet, wide eyed not looking away from twilight. It took over the form of Princess Ordomia. The Darkness, it took her form and changed her. Luna who was all to familiar with what she was seeing yelled for everyone to run but it was too late, the walls were changing rapidly like slot machine images there wasn't any way to escape. Ordomias dark form emerged, Queen Erroria. a tall make out of darkness, corruption and a taste for revenge. She was no longer Ordomia, the soft spoken kind princesses was gone from her mind. after having her bad guy speech Queen Errora disappeared with all the alicorn princesses, young and old. Cozy Glow and Scroll flame were quick to act, looking for help. in cantorlot Splat and her friends and family where celebrating on their own as Happy Daze and Splats combined birthday party was happening. they asked if they would be able to get their parents, disocrd or anyone because they needed help they needed the elements or anything to stop Queen Erroria. They contacted their parents but many wouldn't be able to get their any time soon, far away at work or ect. as well as having to be honest and say, after the big war happened the elements left them, they no longer had control over then because with darkness gone the elements could rest again. Beside if twilight is missing how were they meant to use them anyways. this didn't stop the their kids and friend. Happy daze, Splat, Voyage, Bunny Hop, Majesty and Scroll flame went after Queen Erroria themselves along with Cozy Glow. When they confronted Erroria, a being made of darkness's obsession to get revenge on the princesses and elements was approached by Cozy Glow who tried to make her remember who she was and that she was hurting her family who she knew she loved. Watching Cozy Glow plead with Erroria, and Erroria showing signs of guilt in her face, Happy Daze also step forward to talk to Erroria. all of them reminding Erroria that this wasn't her, she was Ordomia the Princess who loved her family and worked hard to make sure everything was right and ok. she was their friend and a good princesses, this wasn't her, it was just a parasite clouding her mind. this lead to the Elements reawaken, claiming Happy Daze and her friends as the new elements and saving Ordomia. it removed all the darkness out of Ordomia, at the cost of setting it free back into the world. Ordomia is grateful for the help the Chapters of Now gave her, but tends to avoid them now they have moved into the castle. she feels awkward about begin evil and all. Also in honesty its been hard for her to get back into the swing of things, Cozy Glow might have been one of the ponies there for her when she was Erroria but she has been distant since they got back home. Avoiding spending time with her when she isn't on duty watching over her. Acting less like a protector and more as a guard waiting for her to take the wrong step. Princess Ordomia wants to work to patch up the bonds and trust she has broken with the ponies she cares about.

Nenet, Nico, & Dylan

Nico struggled to push back the beast’s jaws that were currently trying to snap shut and gobble him down. He pushed harder and looked towards Nenet.

"Hey, sis, um, little help here…" He gulped.

Nenet stayed put as she leaned back on her perch and continued to look at her phone.

"No fucking way, baby bro. You wanna become a Titan then you gotta learn to deal with shit like this on your own. Now I KNOW you can do BETTER than that so grow some fangs and take your prey. Right. Now." She demanded.

——

“That was fudging unfair…” Dylan grumbled, as he panted for air. He couldn’t believe he lost to Nenet…AGAIN?! He was so sure she had her this time.

“I said I wanted a challenge, twerps. Not a lesson on how to get your ass beat.” Nenet says, twirling Daybreaker in her hand. She wasn’t even winded.

“How are you still standing?” Nico groaned, pulling himself up and wincing as he did so. Even his bandages seemed to hurt.

Nenet scoffed. “Because I spend most of my time training, not playing video games like you two dummies. Now get up and have JJ heal your busted asses. We’re going again. I obviously haven’t been training you two hard enough.”

——

Dylan smirked, charging up his voice. “I think this calls for a Siren so—”

Before he could finish Nenet punched him right in the throat. Hard. “Here’s another rule for fighting. Don’t announce what you are gonna do next.”

——

Nenet raised a brow. “What the fuck am I seeing right now?”

Dylan smirked. “Nico found a spell to give us sick beards. Take it in and bask in our godly awesomeness.” He gestured to his bombastic new facial hair as he and Nico struck a pose.

“Those won’t make you idiots any wiser.”

Dylan scoffed. “Says YOU.”

“Let's see you do it then you fucking player hater!” Nico retorted.

“Do I look like I need a fucking beard?!” Nenet hissed.

“Well—”

Nico quickly covered Dylan’s mouth before he could say what would most likely be his last words. “Don’t say it, bro. There ain’t no right answer. Just lots of pain.”

——

“I learned a long time ago when you’re my size and eye level with basically every dude’s crotch, that’s where you punch.” Nenet said, flexing her arm.

Dylan chuckled. “That’s funny. Considering you have all those guy ‘friends’, I thought it was something entirely different.”

“Fuck off!” Nenet punched forward, hitting Dylan right in the crotch.

Nico cringed, knowing that had to hurt. “…Well, bro, good thing you didn't plan on having kids.”

“Shut up…” Dylan mumbled, curled up on the ground.

——

“This is fucking bull, sis!” Nico fumed, pouting as he clutched his spellbook to his chest.

“Aunt Jia gave this mission to us!” Dylan crossed his arms.

Nenet grunted. “Yeah and she told me to fucking chaperone you twerps.”

“We don’t need a dang chaperone!” Nico remarked as Dylan nodded in agreement. “When will you finally let us go on solo quests?”

“When you learn how to drive.”

“We know how to—”

“Playing Mario Cart doesn’t fucking count.”

——

“I can’t fucking believe it…” Nico said, trying to hold in his laughter as he clutched the old scrapbook in his has.

“Hahahaha! This is too good! Oh my god! She’s wearing a sparkly leotard and everything! I can’t believe Nenet used to do gymnastics!” Dylan laughed hysterically, clutching his stomach.

“Yeah, which gave me the physical skills I need to strangle you with my fucking feet.” Nenet spat from behind them, causing the two boys to jump. They hadn’t heard or sensed her coming. “How about I show you?”

——

Nenet’s eyes narrowed at the two little pains in her butt. They thought they could skip sparring with her and sneak off to Mewni. Too bad for the two boys. She found them.

Nico held up his hands in defense. “Hey, sis. We can explain—”

“Five seconds”

“W-What?”

Nenet cracked her knuckles. “You have a five second headstart. Better get to stepping or each second wasted is a bone I’m gonna break.”

“No need to tell me twice!” Dylan shouted before taking off fast enough to leave a sonic boom.

“I’m out!” Nico yelled, portaling out of there.

Nenet smirked, looking like a cat on the hunt. This was going to be fun.

——

Nenet looked at the injured demi-god and monster. Nico had a gash on the side of his head and his glasses were busted. Dylan was clutching his ankle and panting hard.

Nenet’s eye twitched and tail wagged. She growled angrily, her sclera turning a bloody red and her pupils becoming gold like the sun. She tapped Daybreaker on the ground as burning hot plasma sprouted from the tip to form a scorching fiery scythe.

She turned towards the creature. Uncle Astro told them to bring it back to Tarturus alive but now things were different.

“Hey, you hurt my little brothers…I’m gonna fucking kill you now.”

———

Dylan belongs to @laylaylamode

(Had the urge to write some ficlets for these three. Nico and Dylan might be taller than Nenet but she’s still in charge. Nenet might not show it much but she really care about Nico and Dylan.)

I see some of you paying attention to that post about Aster, so I feel a little compelled to talk more about him..

Basically, Aster’s story is a “coming of age” story. He lives in an abusive household with a hyper controlling mother (she even has actually arranged a marriage for him!) who would not accept that he’s a man. 

He does have a part-time job. His mom made him earn how to play the violin, and he’s first chair in the orchestra for their small city. They get paid to play classical music here and there, though because most of them are minors, all the money goes to a fund that their parents have control of. He’s resigned himself to this misery, though he also considers suicide a lot. 

During a field trip to the “outside world” (these people are hiding away from the “wifi signal” that’s “over taking peoples minds” :p buncha nutters the lot of them) he gets handed a promotional item for the world famous virtual reality game. A brand new version of the headset that allows them to dive into the game. Of course, he can’t tell anyone that he was handed this thing. All his friends think his mother is a saint But she would go ballistic if she found out- and he knows she would. So he hides it. Eventually he decides, fuck it, if he loses his mind to the virtual reality, then it’s better than here.

What he ends up finding is that the virtual world is an escape. He’s free there in a way he has never been before. 

The game itself is fucking AMAZING. Gimora is an open world MMORPG where you get to play as one of many fantastical creatures in a fantasy world. Aster, for example, chooses to become a hybrid of a Reaper (one of the Undead, the race of the Land of Tarturus, where the force of Darkness reigns.) and a Wind Dragon. From there he spends time exploring this world, making friend and enemies alike while discovering himself.

Of course, there’s a wide cast of fun characters, and his adventures in the video game do affect his views on reality. And, of course, the game gets more and more real as the NPCs start to act of the own accord.

It’s a really loooooong story with subplots and themes about friendship, growing up, and taking care of yourself and your needs.

Part Two of my ‘I love you’ series...

Screenshot credit from here: (x)

Danger is just a part of daily life in the Andromeda Galaxy. It was what made it worthwhile—a challenge, a dare, something to keep the days exciting.

And yet with the Pathfinder’s last message, he knew she was headed off to danger (typical), and might not return. He had not heard from her in weeks. It was also typical for a week to go by without an update, but not multiple. He was not a man to worry, but he had of late become… Distracted.

Meetings with Keema went slowly. He rattled off details as quickly as possible, and tried to focus on her instructions and suggestions, but they went in one ear and out the other.

“I’m not accustomed to repeating myself with you, Reyes,” she drawled, smiling like she knew some great secret of his. He just smiled back, and shrugged.

“Forgive me, life in the shadows has been busy lately. Long hours,” jokes were always the best defense. “It’s hell.” But Keema knew, and just tutted. On any other day, he’d have had the decency to be a little annoyed, but now all his thoughts were torn between maintaining Kadara and its new neighbors, and how to destroy the Kett from here. He’d never even bothered with them before. Well. More than necessary.

He found himself spending a great deal more time questioning Kaetus, trying to understand him, but turians were all stubborn, and Kaetus one of the most. Even if he didn’t know Reyes’s identity as the Charlatan, anyone remotely associated with the Charlatan and the Pathfinder would hear nothing from Kaetus. But he really wanted to try.

“You’re more aloof than usual, smuggler,” Kaetus growled, betraying a bit of curiosity. “Finally gonna pull the trigger on me and just trying to get brave enough?”

Reyes laughed. “No, no. Not at all. You have my full undivided attention, if you’d finally like to see reason.”

“No, I don’t think so. I know that look,” his voice was more bitter than usual, but somehow held less venom. As if he was trying to sympathize, but with what, Reyes didn’t want to guess. “Let’s hope the kett don’t put you in a cell and question you endlessly when they kill your Pathfinder.”

Reyes didn’t visit much after that. Not that he’d lost hope that Kaetus could come around. He just couldn’t afford to suffer that bitterness, not while Kadara needed him.

And yet, while running the show from the shadows was almost endlessly full of tasks, he was needed less and less in person. He found there was far too much time to wait for contacts to connect with him, whether he waited in his room in Tartarus, or climbed to the tops of Kadara Port and just watched the skies as shuttles came in and out, never quite the ship he was hoping to see. He kept his omnitool keyed into the port directory and the outpost’s port directory, just to see if there was anything he missed, but neither provided what he was looking for.

Hunting the Archon. That seemed pointlessly dangerous, really. But it was necessary. An adventure. That’s why they all came here.

Danger was becoming far less attractive by the day.

He decided to pay more visits to the outpost, try to get to know the neighbors. They were very honest people, to the point where he worried they would turn him around and never speak to him. But, thankfully, they were practical people. The leader, Christmas Tate (a name he couldn’t help but smile at), didn’t like him, but he didn’t need to be liked. He just wanted to make himself known, as an interested party in the future working relationship between Kadara Port and Kadara Outpost. They appreciated that at least, these quiet, awkward, and honest scientists and builders. They seemed like the sort of people Ryder came from, and that alone made him like them quite a lot.

“I dunno about this Charlatan guy. How are we supposed to work with someone that we’ve never even met? That no one’s ever even met?” Christmas had confided in him. He had to smile a bit at the irony, but tried to hide his amusement with a shrug.

“It’s more a formality. The Charlatan has many agents for face-to-face interactions, so you’ll never be out of touch. Besides, I hear the Charlatan is good friends with the Pathfinder, so if she trusts him,” he let the thought hang in the air. That did satisfy Christmas, at least a little, but he tried not to make a show of it. “Should you ever need anything from the Charlatan, you can always contact me… Or if the Pathfinder is ever back on Kadara as well, please let me know. The Charlatan is hoping to… Meet with her as soon as possible.” That perhaps was a bit more than necessary, but he wondered if perhaps the Tempest’s movements were more secret than he’d realized. Especially if they were hunting the Archon, they might not be on port directories for now. But Christmas would let him know. Especially for the Charlatan.

Keema warned him that he wasn’t subtle, but he didn’t worry—people believed what they wanted to. In all his time as the Charlatan, he made sure to be as unsubtle as possible as Reyes Vidal—that way, it would seem too obvious a choice, too clear a connection—it just made Reyes Vidal seem bigheaded rather than a possible choice for the Charlatan’s identity, and he liked that just fine.

If he was becoming less subtle due to distraction, well, he would deal with it as it came, as he always did.

It helped that he was no longer needed as often as possible—it made life boring, as he sat on one of the many rooftops of Kadara Port and watched the shuttles go by—but it did help. That way he couldn’t be unsubtle with too many people. That way he could keep the mystery alive. Shadows was just another word for out of the way, and up here, he could be distracted and all the other emotions it brought out without having to be held accountable for his distraction.

A month? A little over? It was silly to think about it. They’d gone longer without talking or writing, he thought, they had to. He supposed that wasn’t quite true though, not now. Maybe at the beginning, but not now. He’d always shoot her a message when he was thinking of her, even then. It was fun, a good moment to flirt, keep the mystery alive. And she’d always stop by in Kadara, there was always something for her to do here. Perhaps about three weeks in between communication, was the max, now that he thought about it. So then, this was normal. It had to be. He wasn’t clingy, he never had been, but.

Hunting the Archon.

The thought left a bad taste in his mouth. He knew that she was capable, clever, and brave. But still.

He’d prefer her in Kadara where the worst thing that could happen is the Outcasts might shoot you. Or God forbid, the Nexus, where nothing interesting happened ever.

He thought about writing to her, even though she had said she would not be able to communicate while hunting the Archon, just at least to get something out to her, to hope for something back, but that was foolish. Why write something that he knew would get no reply?

And the last time they had talked, she wanted to say… That was a bit much to think about. She had started to tell him that she loved him. Like an idiot, he had just said he knew, and that she didn’t have to say anymore, but he hadn’t said anything himself. That was definitely too much to think about. Whether he would regret not saying something, or whether there was anything to say—both thoughts were dangerous, overwhelming. His thoughts just stopped there at the question, and his heart beat faster.

And she loved him. That wasn’t really a revelation, really. He’d been in love before, it was always a big, dramatic moment, saying it for the first time, something electric and freeing. Scary too, which is why it always took him… Much longer than whoever he had been in love with. He’d always put it in fancy terms, jokes, something almost but not quite ‘I love you’. If they could put it together from those pieces, then they knew, and he was saved the fright of being completely honest. But she’d never said it before. She prefaced her whole little speech with that confession. She had been more scared to say it than she was to fight the leader of the kett. And she seemed so fearless with her feelings. To save them both, he’d stopped her, and quoted goddamned Han Solo. He couldn’t decide if that was better or worse than ‘Consider me hacked.’

“Not your best moment, Reyes,” he groaned, as shuttles flew in the atmosphere above.

And that might have been it.

“Kadara Outpost to Unidentified Pilot, please make yourselves known--.”

That was interesting, but not abnormal. The chatter almost always encountered some ship in Andromeda that did not have a callsign ready. It was usually clerical. Or pirates. But the outpost had dealt with them well enough.

“Don’t be an idiot, Kartar, can’t you see the reading?”

“They didn’t provide a—Oh! Oh! Hello, Tempest Crew, is something wrong?”

He sat up, and held his breath.

“Tempest Crew, do you copy?”

“They’re tapping… Morse code.”

He hopped down, and began the climb back to the Kadara slums. Down from the roofs, down the stairs (jumping down, sliding down, all that was faster than taking the horribly slow lifts). He raced to Tarturus, to connect more properly to the port directory’s channels, and opened them to listen.

“You are cleared for landing Tempest, we’ll get those comms fixed ASAP.”

So their comms were broken, that wasn’t an emergency, that explained much. He almost wanted to laugh, but the urge to jump into a nomad and drive to the outpost was too great. He sat, and kept listening, waiting.

It wouldn’t do to seem to eager.

“Welcome back, Tempest,” damned outposts, always formal.

He typed a quick message to an associate in the outpost, and deleted it quickly. The second try was less eager, but unnecessary. Christmas Tate messaged him before he could even write a third attempt to his associate.

Tell that Charlatan that the Pathfinder will be ready to meet as soon as possible.

She was fine. She was safe. He swallowed hard, and only just realizing that his face was beginning to hurt from smiling.

How to go about this reunion though? He walked out of his room down to speak with Kian, who already knew before he had a chance to ask—“Drinks prepared in the room, and it’s yours for the night. Already set.”

Next was to check with the Warden to let him know when she came through the door, so that he could prepare. Maybe he’d make him give her a hard time, and he could come to her rescue. That would be something.

He’d just finished deliberating with the Warden when he left, only to hear her laughter from behind him.

He turned, as she leapt over Kadara’s defenses and was bowled over as she launched herself from the roof straight into his arms.

He wasn’t sure if he was breathless from laughing or being jet packed into, but the hard, cold ground of the Kadara slums never felt so good.

“You look like you’re looking for someone?” she said, lifting herself off of him only slightly.

“It’s waiting. I can’t believe you messed up the line,” he pulled her down and kissed her, and he wanted to never let go.

They were interrupted by some worried looking individual who he was sure worked for him, but didn’t know it. “Pathfinder? A word?”

She looked between him, and the worried guard, and started to get up. He followed, taking her hand, and shooting the guard an apologetic look and Ryder a wink.

“I’m sorry, but the Pathfinder has a meeting with the Charlatan and she’s very late. I’m supposed to escort her right away. It’ll probably be very long, but she’ll look for you later. Maybe tomorrow?”

Ryder smiled, her eyes shining brightly and squeezed his hand. “Definitely tomorrow.”

The guard looked unimpressed. “Keema wants to speak with her, Vidal.”

“Keema will understand,” he said quickly, already picturing the tutting he’d get from her, and not caring at all. Together he and Ryder ran off to his room in Tartarus. She did not succeed in hiding her laughter.

Once there, he was set on not stopping kissing her until the morning, but she stopped him before he could begin.

“Hey,” she smiled, taking his face in her hands. “So. I didn’t do it right last time. But I’ve been working on something for you.”

It was almost too much. He laughed, trying to think of a joke to move them along, “Dot, I…”

“That’s okay, you don’t have to say anything back, I just. Life’s crazy, and its too short not to say the good stuff, so… I love you. I probably could have said it cooler, more Han Solo-esque, but there it is.”

He was not often speechless, or without a next move already in mind. But he must have been then, because she smiled her big, broad smile, and kissed him. He wanted that alone to say things more honestly than he could, to make clear what he himself couldn’t quite decipher. But when she pulled away, all he had was another joke, and he wished he could match her bravery.

“Feeling’s mutual,” he said, and the look in her eyes was not disappointed, not frustrated (like other lovers had been), but just sincere belief and understanding.

In between kisses, and the swift removal of articles of clothing, she told him excitedly about her encounter on the Archon’s ship, and he told her about the outpost’s improvements, and his increasing relationship with Kaetus—soon things were left aside, for more immediate concerns—in this regard he could express what words could not, of that he was certain. But after, as they talked about the future of Kadara, theories on the Kett, and whether or not Han Solo was a good character at all or vastly inferior to Captain Kirk (he knew what was right, and that it didn’t matter, but he did like the fire that gleamed in her eyes when Captain Kirk’s honor was on the line), he wondered if she knew.

It hadn’t been very long since he’d met her, but for the four or five months he had known her, he had become swiftly infatuated. As he got to know her in the months that followed, that deepened, as these things do—he liked her, a great deal. Things were better when she was here, in Kadara, with him, lying by his side, fighting with him, working together in their deviating but equally driven ways to make life on Kadara better for its people. She made him laugh, her determination, sincerity, all matched by a clever, adaptable brain, and a sweet, playful demeanor. He wouldn’t necessarily say she was the best looking person he’d ever been with, but she glowed, and demanded attention, wherever she went. She drew the eye, like a star shining just a little off color. What’s more, she believed in him. Perhaps he was unworthy of her praise, but she saw the man he wanted to be, and thought that he already was. And he wanted to work hard to make that true. He knew together, they could do so much good, and he wanted to work with her, for as long as she was willing. She made Kadara more fun.

In comparing her to all his previous affairs, he loved her. He loved many of them too, and many of them didn’t deserve his love, and many of them he didn’t deserve theirs. This was a bit different—he felt as though they both wanted to be deserving, and wanted to work hard to be good to one another… And that was a very nice feeling. That someone was willing to put in just as much as he did.

He never really thought that any of his relationships would last forever, but privately, as she slept beside him, the thought did occur to him now that it could, and that made him very, very happy.

When she left (they were very busy people, she had many things to attend to, thankfully much less dangerous than kett hunting), he wrote her immediately.

Dorothy,

I hope you know I feel the same. It’s embarrassing to admit, but it just… This is the only time I get tongue-tied. But I’d like to work on it, for you.

Visit me soon. We’re overdue for a few meetings (perhaps even longer ones.)

Yours,

Reyes

apollo, ares, athena, helios, hestia, hyperion, nyx, pan, posiedon, tartarus, thantos, and zeus

Apollo: do you have any talents? I would say art Ares: what small thing makes you angry? People who lie constantly. I can't stand liars and I usually know when I'm being lied to. Athena: What is/ was your best school subject? History and Biology. I loved both, I would read ahead and do homework early in those classes lolHelios: do you sunburn easily? I can not tan no matter how hard I try, I just burn. Badly. Hestia: where is your home away from home? My grandma's house. 💜Hyperion: sunrise or sunset? Both!Nyx: what's your favorite night time activity? My night time is like other people's day time so I don't know. I'm literally always awake at night, but I would say reading I geuss. Pan: what do you do for fun? I re-organize my room or art studio, read, or paint/draw :)Posiedon: What's your favorite sea creature? SHARKS SHARKS SHARKS!!! I looove sharks, I find them so beautiful and interesting. Tarturus: what's your personal hell? If I had to be alone in the dark forever.... Or stuck in a room with my brother-in-law for longer than 5 minutes. Thanatos: Is there anyone you just really, really hate? I really don't 'hate' anyone. But it would probably be my brother-in-law that comes closest to that feeling. Zeus: what do you think about thunderstorms? Love them!Thanks for all the questions! 😊💜