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lockandkeycake · 7 months

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HoTD moots I'm sorry again. This isn't my last pjo rant.

I'm continuing the deep dive into the Did Leo Bully Frank allegations, moving into House of Hades, where things get a bit more murky.

I'm not going to fully recap MoA read my other insane nerdy rant, but basically. Last we left them, Frank had disliked Leo, been antagonistic towards Leo, Leo was nervous around him and teased him a few times, they finally talk and become friends. But, everything is kicking off on a sour note. No one is happy.

Right at the beginning of HoH, we don't actually get much interactions between Leo and Frank until these scenes.

I'd like to note here that Leo's birthday is July 7th. so that's fun. He's not feeling too great about all the ghost talk. I didn't include it, but there's a scene of Hazel talking about Leo being angrier and more serious early on as well. Leo is thinking about loss and death quite a lot in this novel.

Then we get to Frank's pov and Boy Is It Different.

First, I'll also point out Frank remembers the whole his clothes getting sent out and destroyed on Buford but very clearly doesn't characterize it as Leo 'throwing his clothes overboard'. Even in the state Frank is in, he knows Leo didn't purposely destroy his clothes.

But Frank still has issues.

You can note that Frank actually starts off this thought process by essentially complementing Leo, but then Mars and Ares pop in - suddenly, Frank is now saying how Leo constantly teased him.

This is one of those things I think people are going to interpret differently depending on your bias. I have a Leo bias, and having shown that Leo was NOT constantly teasing him in MoA, at least from what is written, I think this is mostly influence from Mars/Ares. Leo does tease, he teases Jason in this book I think more than he does Frank, so I wouldn't ever say Leo doesn't tease people, he absolutely can be a little shit; but the difference is that it's rarely maliciously done on Leo's part. When Leo noticed Frank was embarrassed at the end of the last book, he stopped himself from making comments. We've also seen that Leo is also not great at realizing if his comments are being taken negatively, even if he doesn't mean them in that manner.

However, like I said, Hazel noted Leo's been stressed, not sleeping, and angrier than usual at the beginning of HoH. Leo blames himself for what happened to Annabeth and Percy. Leo is starting to think he'll probably die, and he's horribly lonely. Maybe he has been razzing Frank more offpage, and we just don't see it written. But because we do not see Leo explicitly dig at Frank's weight or looks or intelligence, I am personally still more of the opinion that it's the product of Mars/Ares.

We then get this scene

Frank says Leo had stopped making jokes at his expense here, but again, not trying to beat a dead horse at this point, we've not really seen Leo do that at all this book. Frank now has more confidence and feels more worthwhile in his place on the Argo after his Venice battle- I think Frank is now less insecure and those voices are piping in less. Again, I could be wrong, but this seems very similar to last book. Frank spent the majority of the book being very antagonist, then wonders why on earth Leo would be nervous around him. There's things clouding Frank's judgement that clear up, and suddenly, he's getting on with Leo much better. Shocker.

(that being said Frank does suggest leaving Leo in Croatia just for making a pun not even at his expense, so make of that what you will lmao)

Reaching the Calypso chapters, there's a lot I could get into. I'll eventually do a break down on just them and why I don't love caleo, but I'll save that for another day. Still - Frank is someone Leo actually makes a point of trying to help once he finds out Calypso has fireproof fabric.

Frank is his friend in Leo's mind, someone he wants to save too. Leo is big on trying to save people. I wonder why, definitely didn't come from childhood trauma or watching his mom burn to death or anything. Moving on.

Finally, Leo returns from Ogygia, Frank is said to have patted him so hard on the back it made Leo wince. Clearly he hates him.

But in all seriousness I think the slow progression of Leo and Frank's relationship is one of the better done character developments in HoO. It's slow, it's subtle it culminates in Frank hugging him next book, and Frank using Leo and Jason as inspiration for using up his wood piece.

The big scene to finish off this book are these pages. If Frank hated Leo, if he felt like Leo was only ever mocking him, trying to hurt his feelings, this would not have happened.

Frank trusts Leo.

Leo trusts Frank.

They're not afraid of each other anymore, they're not scared. They mutually trust one another and know they'll have each other's backs.

That is why Leo trusts only Frank and Hazel with his plan in the next book.

#leo valdez #frank zhang #percy jackson #hazel levesque #valzhang #heroes of olympus #frazeleo #house of hades

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azurelyy · 2 years

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Congrats on 100! You deserve it and so much more ily. can you please do #8 fluff for Sasuke? Maybe he’s saying how much he doesn’t like people, or the reader is really insecure and telling him about all her flaws? I hope it’s okay and congrats again! :)

Hi, sweet Nonnie! Thank you for the request. You know how I looooove my soft Sasuke, haha. This was really fun to write, although it took a lot of noodling in my brain because I had so many ideas for the fic. I hope you enjoy the end result!

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: sfw, hurt/comfort, fluffy fluff, soft! Sasuke, minor heartache, insecure reader

☁️ Prompt: "I can't see anything I don't like about you."

You sat on the edge of the bed, nervously twisting the hem of your skirt between your fingers as Sasuke shook off his jacket. His cheeks were light pink, his black hair slightly disheveled from his hands running through it all evening. Was he as nervous as you were? Impossible. He was perfect and pretty and… Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha.

And you were just… You.

He sat next to you and held your hand in his, tracing the lines along your palm and humming softly. With each swipe of his thumb, the volcano in your stomach rumbled with desire. The two of you had been flirting on and off again for months now, any time he had business in The Cloud. He always came back, like a carnivorous flower in summer, finding you throughout the village with his adorable crooked smile and striking dark eyes. Only this time had been different.

“Hi,” he said, enjoying the way your face lit up when you noticed him standing next to you at the fruit stall.

“Sasuke!” You sang, wrapping him in a hug. You were the only person who had touched him in so long; it felt nice, touching you. He smirked against your hair as he gripped onto your hips and breathed a small, “Yeah.”

“‘I’m still working for a bit, but I can meet you at my place later?” You asked, blinking up at him. He saw your mouth turn downwards and he thought about kissing you, but all the people around made him weary. He pulled away from you, letting the grim reality of the situation set in, as he shook his head.

“I can help,” he mumbled, looking towards the two stools behind your stall. “If you want?”

You spent the afternoon letting him sit next to you. He would smile at the customers as they browsed through your apples, but you never expected him to actually interact with them. Instead, you’d make him feel helpful by allowing him to rearrange the stand when the stock got low, or asking for him to hand you one of your handcrafted tote bags when a customer requested one. After your shift, you took him out to the orchard and you both watched the sunset in the shadows of your green apple trees, enjoying the cool breeze that occasionally cut through the warmth of Sasuke’s embrace.

Nothing mattered when he was with you - that’s what Sasuke liked the most about visiting here. How he could be anyone and do anything. You made him feel safe and seen, in a way no one else ever had. It was the reason why he responded with “awhile” when you asked how long he was staying this time. It was the reason why he followed slowly behind you as you walked back to the house, questioning if he was making a mistake. He’d wanted you for so long, but he didn’t know how to tell you. Would you feel the same?

He looked from your palm into your delicate eyes, watching him with a burning intensity that made his soul sing. He trailed his finger up your arm, tracing the over the small veins in your wrist, before he cupped your cheek with his hand. Your breath was cold and sweet as he leaned forward, brushing his nose against yours.

“Sasuke?” Your voice was so small and fragile; lovely like a harp. He hummed as he lowered his lips to hover over yours and pierced you with his eyes, shooting you straight to the inky blackness of space.

“I’m not good with words,” he confessed, intertwining the fingers of his free hand with yours. “But I have to tell you something.”

Fire; deep and blue, swirled around your hand in his. Soft silence filled the space between your bodies as his minty breath tickled the skin of your chin. “So… I’d like to show you instead.”

There was a heartbeat of stillness before he pushed his lips to yours, pulling you into the flames and burning you up. Your soft gasp entranced him as he slid his tongue into your mouth and explored around, enjoying the sensation of your small hands tugging at his hair. He leaned his head to the side, deepening the kiss as a force impacted one of his four walls and he, for the first time, welcomed someone inside.

Somehow, articles of clothing had been shed to the floor, leaving the two of you half naked in just your underwear. His slender hands slowly rolled over your stomach, tracing the outline of your lace panties delicately as his mouth continued to devastate you with gentle kisses along your jawline. You gripped onto his strong bicep and he rolled you onto your back, grazing his teeth along the sensitive skin of your neck and sucking your earlobe between his lips. He was like your personal dark devil, sinking you deeper and deeper into the belly of the underworld.

When his finger tugged at your panties, adjusting them lower down your hips, every muscle in your body inadvertently tightened and you whimpered, squirming your legs. He pulled back, his midnight eyes heavy-lidded and focused on your glossy mouth, his breathing shallow and steady.

“What’s wrong?” He murmured, pecking your cheek and moving his hand up to caress your face.

Blood was pounding in your ears, drowning his voice out as you whispered, “I’m sorry.” You felt your eyes grow wet and you turned away from him, fluttering your eyelashes shut as a hiccup escaped through your lips and your body twitched. Sasuke’s voice was faint as you rolled to your side and pulled the blanket over your head, hating yourself.

Here it was - after months and months of torturous flirting and doubting yourself - Sasuke was here, with you, in bed. And you just ruined everything. There was no way he’d talk to you again after this. How embarrassing.

You reflected on how you must look from his perspective, all whiny and insecure and exasperating. He had confessed to you before about how easily irritable he could be sometimes, and you were sure this moment would forever be Top Tier Annoying in his mind. He was just about to fuck someone he’d, supposedly - you still couldn’t believe he felt the same way about you this whole time - chased for months, only for them to start sobbing before he could even take their panties off. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

The comforter shifted up and then fluttered back down again, the colorful fabric no longer hugged fully around you as the heat of Sasuke’s body was trapped beneath the blanket with you, warming your soul from the inside out. He rested his arm on your shoulder and pulled himself closer to you, spooning you to his chest as you continued sobbing gently against the sheets. He was silent, allowing you to work through your demons on your own, only occasionally shushing you if a sob was too strangled, too painful for him to listen to.

He hated knowing he did this to you; guilt gnawing at him like a hyena to a bone. He moved too quickly. He shouldn’t have allowed himself to get carried away. He knew you were sensitive - it was his favorite part about you, the way you floated through life with enough empathy to let all his darkness into your beautiful light; sunlight over him no matter what he did - and this is how he repaid you. He was selfish. Always had been. He didn’t deserve you. But he wanted you. It was the reason why he tightened his arms around you as your trembling subsided, why he buried his nose into your hair and breathed in your soothing scent. He could fix this.

“M’sorry,” he said softly. He smelled like the Redwoods, sweet like rain and moss and clouds.

You rolled over to face him and he rested his hand on your cheek, catching the stray tear drops with his thumb. You looked at his chest. “When I was little, I used to think I was ugly.”

You sniffled and he stayed still as a statue, listening to you intently. “I would come home every day and write letters to myself.”

“‘Dear Me’”, they’d start, ‘Today, no one wanted to play with you. You deserve it. No one wants to look at someone like you.’” You saw his lower lip quiver as you trailed your eyes up to his face, but he stayed quiet. “I would scream into my pillow at night, begging to the gods to make me pretty. ‘Please. Just make one thing about me pretty.’”

Another hot tear streaked down your face, but this time Sasuke didn’t catch it with his thumb. Instead, he moved closer and rolled you to your back, gently getting on top of you as he kissed the tears from your face, whispering, “You’re pretty. You’re pretty.” He chanted it as gentle kisses trailed down your cheeks, along your jaw. Whispered praises filled the air as he tenderly kissed every part of your body that you hated; doing what he could to convince you of his affections. He would create constellations for you, would rip a hole in the sky and suck out your fears, would move mountains and rivers and oceans, would go to hell and back - he would do anything to make you smile. He never wanted to see you cry again.

“Sasuke,” you whispered as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, “I ruined everything.”

“No,” his voice was stern as he pulled back to look at you, “You didn’t. You’re perfect.”

You intertwined his fingers with yours as your other hand streaked through his dark hair. “Do you hate me now?” You felt silly needing so much reassurance from him and you averted your eyes away from his. He gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him as he shook his head.

“I could never hate you,” he assured, smiling down at you. “Ever.”

“But-” He silenced you by pressing his lips to yours. It was a gentle kiss, soft as silk, touching you in a way his hands never could.

Your lips trembled under his as he pulled back and whispered against your mouth, “I am not good with people. I get frustrated. I get upset. It’s hard for me to open up.”

You waited as he took in a shaky breath. “But when I’m with you, I don’t feel that way. I feel… good.” He kissed you again and you melted in his hands. “I can’t see anything I don’t like about you.”

You danced in the dark together for the first time after that, touching each other fully and without hesitation. He explored every inch of you and you of him, until the morning sun had faded into the harsh afternoon light and you were both nothing but tangled limbs and heavy hearts. He cradled you after, holding you tightly like a child does their teddy bear, and as you allowed yourself to fade into a restful slumber, you read his touch like a lost tome, finally able to translate the words: I love you.

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callsign-blue · 2 years

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The dinner scene with Aegon, Aemond, Lucerys and Jacaerys it’s very tense, because there’s still that animosity from six years ago, obviously, but you can still see how Rhaenyra’s children have more maturity, when interacting with their uncles that puts the uncles to shame. Aegon, Aemond have this mentality to project so much hate onto their nephews solely because , for other reasons, Alicent is constantly comparing them in situation and continuously to Rhaenyra’s kids. Those emotions that she is holding in because she is queen, she can’t let these emotions rule her decision making.

I just find it very hypocritical and funny because when she’s in the room with Aegon it’s exactly how she was when she was younger with her father.

(“Think of the shame on your wife, on me. How can you keep carrying on like this,especially on a day like today?” “Why? What is it today?”*slap*)

*silence*

(Sniffles)

“You are no son of mine.”

“I did not ask for this I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to, and i try so…i try so hard, but it will never be enough for you or father.”

It’s very much full circle. Probably very much how Otto was with Alicent in the beginning and now it’s carrying over to Alicent with Aegon. And I can also see a little bit of Daemon in Aemond as much as the kind of rebellious side. I felt like he was also very hesitant to add his father into that too because it is very much all Alicent.

We actually only ever see the Viserys interact with the kids and grandkids, while in a more public setting or even with just immediate family. It was never seen as one on one with the children and so with that you can see that he is choosing to overlook certain aspects and not call attention to it unless it is any involvement with Rhaenyra or her kids. He has her on such a pedestal because she has a constant reminder of his basically true love, Aemma.(which I am referring to an episode 107 where he calls Alicent Aemma by accident in fromt of everyone. And if he could do things again, he would probably, maybe, choose her over the baby. Like how Daemon did with Laena.(Far fetched just hopeful thinking.)

“Final tribute to the health of my nephews: Jace, Luke and Joffrey. Each of them handsome, wise…hmm strong. Come lets us drain our cups to these three… Strong boys”

“I dare you to say that again.”

“Why? ‘Twas only a compliment. Do you not think yourself strong?”

The dinner was very much how last episode was. The tension between the two houses, how it was the blacks versus the greens in the sense of children children acting upon it then the adults. It’s also was very ballsy of Aemond to bring up/mention the fact that both jace and luke in sentence with the emphasis of Strong within it.

Also very much tells you how Helaena is being treated by Aegon. Luke offers to dance with her after she admits that her husband clearly doesn’t want her unless he’s drunk so he shows compassion for her and it shows a little bit about how Alicent has a little bit more sympathy towards her with a hug after her confrontation with Aegon.

Instead of action, it was words that were put to battle.The last episode “Driftmark”, 1x07, we obviously see a shift and change in Aemond. From then on did not want to be pushed around anymore. He is acting more of an air than Aegon is. I bet we will see more of Daemon like tendencies him with the following episodes to come.

I feel as though Alicent does want some peace with Rhaenyra. But if she shows that emotion or swaying of side that the people that were behind her will go behind her back. I think that she truly does not want this at all she could care less about this she would rather leave, then have all this weight of the crown, and who succeeds Viserys by rightfully heir by ceremonial decree (Rhaenyra) or by political view (Aegon the Older). She was a decision by Otto as a distraction for the Viserys. But since he’s literally falling apart and not “right of mind” , truthfully, if he was given the right medicine, he could be of mind than the Maesters they have for him there. I bet they’re just literally giving him medicine so he could be incompetent.

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moonlightkitkat · 4 months

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I’m just imagining the Destiny trio going to Camp Half Blood and all of the gods INSTANTLY fighting over who gets to “claim” who. Because these three kids have SO MUCH glory already. So here’s my headcanons of who’s fighting over who and why.

Sora:

Poseidon: I think it’s clear that this one’s mine! He turns into a dolphin boy after all!

Morpheus: not so fast.

Poseidon: Are you really going to try and take him from me?

Morpheus: he has clear ties to the dreaming realm, which means I do have some claim to him.

Poseidon: he turns into a /merman/.

Morpheus: which is nice. But can he travel to different worlds in his fish form?

Poseidon: DOLPHIN.

Morpheus: uh huh.

Hypnos: he did sleep for an entire year-

Morpheus: he did! Once!! You know what he’s done several times? DREAM ENTIRE WORLDS AND VISIT OTHER PEOPLE’S DREAMS.

Aphrodite: He also has ties to people’s hearts, therefore he should be mine 💕

Poseidon: nuh uh.

Aphrodite: plus have you seen the love triangle? His love for his friends is his entire motivation, and he uses the bonds of love for his friends to create entire pathways to new worlds! He’s mine 🥰

Morpheus: I’ll share him. He has ties through dreams AND his heart.

Aphrodite: oh? And what’s it called when he goes into thsi dream world?

Morpheus: ….

Aphrodite: go on. Say it.

Morpheus: Dive to the Heart…

Aphrodite: see!

Morpheus: …

Morpheus: *claims him anyways*

Riku:

Aphrodite: mine :)

Eris: I believe im more suited for him.

Aphrodite: mine :)

Eris: he had conflicts with his friend and was even willing to kill him.

Ares: murder? 👀

Eris: he didn’t start a war.

Ares: questionable

Eris: how so?

Ares: he lead an army of heartless to ravage the worlds

Eris: that was his mentor

Ares: Ah! But he was given control over them! Making him a general.

Eris: still not a war.

Ares: he was violent

Eris: He had /conflicts/

Aphrodite: and those conflict’s source was his love for his partners :)

Eris: they aren’t dating

Aphrodite: they will :)

Ares: *backs down out of respect for his love cause clearly Eris isn’t gonna win*.

Kairi:

Apollo: MINE.

Persephone: NUH UH. BACK OFF.

Apollo: She’s literally made of pure light she’s MINE.

Iris: In that case she’s mines

Apollo: eXCUSE ME??

Persephone: you’re excused 🙃

Apollo: Go to Tartarus

Persephone: ?

Apollo: yeah yeah can’t use that phrase with you. She’s still mine.

Iris: is she made of sunshine? No. She’s made of ✨light✨, which is MY department.

Apollo: you’re the goddess of rainbows-

Iris: which is the entire spectrum of light!!

Persephone: she has flower motifs!! And has died several times! That’s MY domain!

Apollo: You’re claiming her because she has FLOWERS on her sword?

Kairi: keyblade-

Apollo: DONT interrupt me kid the gods are talking.

Iris: look! You’re ALREADY neglecting and avoiding her!

Persephone: you’re out of the race

Iris: agreed. Now Persephone shall we split custody?

Persephone: I’m already split between seasons and realms I’m not splitting my share of the Princess child.

Iris: Ah. We do this the hard way then.

Aether: if we speak of light, my chances far outshine yours little goddess.

Iris:… well she had those interactions with that girl Olette-

Persephone: you aren’t the goddess of gays just because they adopted your symbol

Iris: *pitifully joins Apollo*

Aether: so as a child of light-

Persephone: she’s died over and over again. Back off :)

#kingdom hearts #sorikai #destiny trio #pjo #greek mythology

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roguerambles · 2 years

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Blood of Zeus Fic

I’m not sure how I feel about it, but I finally got another part of the Hera’s Daughter!ReaderxHeron fic out. I need to get the angst out of the way to get to the cute stuff haha.

But for now, Reader gets caught in the crossfire of the battleground that is Zeus and Hera’s marriage.

Image from Google.

You had to speak with Zeus.

It was not often that you sought out the King of Olympus’s company – generally speaking, the two of you rarely interacted without Mother present. But if Mother knew about you sneaking off Olympus to see Heron, then you had to assume Zeus had become aware as well.

All of Olympus – indeed probably all of Greece – had seen Zeus’s display last night – sending lightning to destroy the demons ships, to save his latest bastard from certain death. The marble halls were filled with grumbles and whispers, everyone speculating what would come next and whether the boy – Heron – would be brought to Olympus, like all the others had been.

Your sandaled feet clapped against the marble floors as you reached the door to Zeus’s perch. Courtesy dictated that you knock before entering the King of the Gods personal sanctuary, but days of fretting had frayed your nerves and instead you placed both hands on the large, ornate doors and shoved hard. The massive frames groaned noisily across the floor as the cool evening air brushed against your face and you pushed outside, your gaze immediately landing on Zeus.

He was leaning over the wall that looked down on the cloud cover, a glass of ambrosia in his hand, his pensive expression morphing into one of genuine surprise as he turned to see you enter.

…You had not particularly planned on what you would say once you had actually arrived, and for a brief few seconds you stood there in silence. Zeus did the same, his lightning blue eyes studying you with mild caution.

“…good evening.” The King said finally, briefly raising his glass in your direction.

Words tumbled around your mind like leaves in a hurricane, and when you opened your mouth they made their rather frantic escape. “I have been sneaking off Olympus.”

Zeus stared at you blankly.

“…I have met Heron.” You gripped the sides of your dress, knuckles turning white. “…several times. I met Electra too. Ares knows. Mother knows. I…You…”

Zeus shifted in place, his expression somewhere between deeply uncomfortable and faintly amused.

“…you…you know this already, don’t you?”

He nodded slightly, and for a while you simply stood there, staring at his face until something clicked in your mind and you felt like a fool. “You…you are the old man….”

Zeus took a moment to sip from his chalice, before softly clearing his throat. “…yes.” He lowered it to the nearby table, before rubbing his hands over his bearded face, looking more tired than you had ever seen him. “I will confess, I had not expected to see you approaching Electra’s home with Heron. The Fates have an….interesting sense of humour.”

The day you had met Heron, you had wandered back to his home with him after leaving the market, and had seen the Old Man – Zeus – watching you from the window. “You knew it was me?”

Zeus barked out a short laugh. “Well, yes. You did not look at all different than usual. Just…mortal sized.”

You needed to sit. You stumbled into the nearest kline, what felt likes weeks’ worth of exhaustion falling on your head. You buried your face in your hands, and faintly felt Zeus’s presence cautiously come beside you.

“…I did not tell your mother, for what it is worth.”

“Of course you didn’t.” You muttered, squeezing your eyes shut behind your palms. “Then you would have had to explain what you were doing there.”

Zeus gave a self-deprecating laugh, before taking another large gulp from his chalice. “That…that is also true.”

You both sat in silence for a while after that.

“…I suppose you must be eager to see him.” Zeus said finally, and you groaned into your hands.

“Am I that obvious?”

Zeus actually laughed at that, his large hand coming to gently pat your shoulder. “I have been young and in love before, believe it or not. I do recognise the look of it.”

“With Mother?” The question tumbled from your lips before you realised it. Zeus looked surprised, his eyes sliding away from you to peer over the balcony, into the clouds below.

“…yes.” He said finally after a few seconds of silence, a note of wistfulness in his voice. “We…were all a little younger then, I suppose.”

You had heard stories of the Great War with the Titans, of course, but Mother had made you long after that. You had never seen her and Zeus as anything other than what they were now. It was a difficult thing to imagine them as something else, something happier.

“Did you….” The question rolled impatiently on your tongue, and Zeus’s gaze flickered back to you. “Did you love her? Electra?”

Zeus’s entire face seemed to dim, a flash of guilt in his eyes. “…yes. I did.”

“…and Mother?”

Zeus stared down at you, his hand frozen to your shoulder. His somewhat startled expression melted into one of deep thought, and he was quiet for a moment. “…would you believe me if I said yes?”

Your fingers picked at the edges of your dress, but you kept your eyes firmly on the King’s. “That depends.” You straightened your back slightly. “Would you be telling the truth?”

Zeus’s lips quirked upwards. His large hand gave your shoulder a soft squeeze. “You sound like-“

“What are you doing?”

Your head snapped around towards the door. Zeus’s hand retreated from your shoulder as though it had been scolded. Hera stood at the doorway, her gaze fixed on Zeus, face twisted in anger.

Your stomach dropped. “Mother-“

“We’re going. Now.” Hera marched over to you, grabbing you wrist and tugging you sharply to your feet.

“Going?” You nearly tripped as Hera pulled you along, bewildered. “Going where-?”

Zeus frowned and rose from the bench, his chalice forgotten. “She can remain if she wishes-“

Hera barked out a hard, incredulous laugh, completely devoid of humour. “You would love that, wouldn’t you?” She spun to face Zeus, almost causing you to tumble into her. “Do not think I don’t know what you are thinking-“

“I am not-“

“Mother, please, where-“

“You think I will leave her with you?” Hera snarled, voice growing vicious and so very, very angry. “So you and your bastard can take turns? Or perhaps you are planning to share? What a delightful welcome for him. Father and son, defiling her body together as well as her mind-“

Zeus’s eyes narrowed, his frown turning sharp. “Now you are just being vulgar-“

Hera’s eyes grew wide, her jaw slackened as though Zeus had slapped her. “Vulgar?” Her voice grew higher. “Vulgar-?!”

Your head was spinning, your wrist was beginning to hurt in Hera’s vice-like grip, but your mother’s words struck you like a clap of thunder. “Welcome?” The King and Queen turned to you suddenly, as though they had forgotten you were there. Mother’s eyes grew wide as you tried to tug your hand free. “Heron is here?” You looked up at Zeus, who rubbed the back his neck almost sheepishly. “You did not think to tell me that?!”

“I thought you must have been told!” Zeus protested, his eyes darting towards Hera. “I thought that was why you had come here. Your mother has been scheming against me. She manipulated events to kill Electra, has rallied half of Olympus against me-“

“You bastard-“

“-and her price for peace was Heron’s head.”

You felt as though ice cold water had been thrown over you.

Hera released her hold on you, the air around her suddenly charged, winds tearing across the space around you as she moved to shove Zeus’s chest. He stumbled briefly, but quickly regained his footing, and you swore you felt the palace itself shake the two rulers of the Heavens seethed at each other.

“Have you not taken enough from me?!” Hera nearly screamed, the ground cracking as she stormed towards Zeus, marble and stone rendered feeble in the face of her rage. “My dignity, my throne, now you want to steal my daughter-“

“That’s not true.” You grabbed your mother’s arm, shaking it to get her attention. She whipped around to face you, eyes wide. “You wouldn’t…Mother, that….”

Even as you struggled to form the words, they rang hollow. Heron was hardly Zeus’s first bastard. Electra hardly the only lover he’d taken. It always ended the same, with blood spilled, Zeus falling into another bed, Hera’s heartbreak and rage falling on someone else.

Heron’s face flashed in your mind, Electra’s blood seeping into the ground, the Demon General standing over her-

“You can’t.” You gripped Hera’s wrist tighter. “Mother, you can’t. Heron hasn’t done anything wrong. He-“

Hera’s looked shocked, wresting out of your grip. “You’re taking his side?” She cried, pointing angrily at Zeus.

“I am not-“ You shook your head, refusing to back down. “This isn’t about sides. Heron doesn’t deserve to die! Neither did Electra! It wasn’t-“

“This is your fault.” Hera twisted away from you, her teeth bared in Zeus’s direction. “You and your bastards, all of them, you’ve poisoned her against me-“

“Mother, listen to me! This is wrong!”

Hera shook her head furiously. “You don’t understand. You couldn’t possibly. We’re leaving for the Underworld. Now.”

“I won’t.” You pulled your arm back as Hera reached for it. “I won’t go.”

Hera looked shocked for a moment, before a dark cloud came over her expression, one that made your hair stand on end. “Yes, you will.” She hissed.

“I don’t want to!”

“I don’t care!” Hera shouted, the air cracking around her. “I am your mother! You will do as I say!”

“I won’t!” You heard your voice rising, adrenaline pulsing through your veins. “And I won’t forgive you if you do anything to Heron!”

“Forgive me…?” Hera looked as though you had struck her. “Forgive me?” Emotions danced across her face, bewilderment, hurt, then cold, icy rage. “You defend Zeus’s bastard over your own mother, and you think I need your forgiveness?”

“I’m not…” Tears stung your vision, your head and chest ached horribly, a cold, dark feeling deep in your belly. “You can’t-“

“Do you think your pet bastard would forgive you if he knew?” Hera demanded, her voice low and hard as stone. “That you had lied to him? That your mother helped kill his own?”

“Hera.” Zeus finally spoke, his broad back suddenly blocking your vision. “Enough.”

Hera hissed something at him. Then you saw her long dark hair flicking in the wind, her sandaled feet clapping against the ground. “Why don’t we ask him?”

You felt as though icy cold water had been thrown on you, watching Hera’s back retreat through the doors, numbness soaking into your bones. “Wait…” Panic squeezed your chest like a vice. “Wait, wait, stop, Mother, stop-!”

You pushed past Zeus and ran after her, but by the time you caught up, Hera was already in the gardens, her presence as fearsome as a hurricane. You ran towards her, Zeus at your back, just as her gaze landed on where Apollo, Hermes and Artemis sat, a familiar head of dark hair amongst them. Heron’s face briefly filled your vision, his expression painted with confused alarm as he realised Hera was looking directly at him.

“You there.” Hera ignored both you and Zeus, her focus entirely on her target, her voice sharper than a knife. “Bastard.”

Apollo slowly rose to his feet. Slightly behind him, you noticed Hermes quietly move in front of Heron, while Artemis stood as still as a statue, her shoulders tense and rigid. Apollo cleared his throat lightly. “I am afraid you may need to be a little more specific-“

Hera flicked her wrist vaguely in Apollo’s direction, as though swatting a fly. There was a sharp crack and Apollo’s head snapped to the side with such force he was knocked to the ground, a surprised cry of pain spilling past his lips as blood burst across the marble floor.

“Mother, please, stop-“

“Hera, do not-“

Artemis rushed over to her twin’s side, while Hermes positioned himself directly between Hera and Heron. The Queen of the Heavens looked right past him, her eyes locked onto the demi-god behind him. “Heron, isn’t it?” She spoke his name the same way someone might talk about a particularly unpleasant insect. “So it is you I have to thank for my daughter’s sudden rebellious attitude.”

You wanted to run, somewhere, anywhere but here, but your feet were rooted to the marble floor. Hera stepped aside slightly, sweeping her arm wide to gesture at you.

Heron’s eyes met yours. Confusion flooded his handsome face, his eyes widening slightly as realisation struck, his mouth opening wordlessly before snapping shut.

“Heron…” You choked his name out weakly. Hera turned abruptly and strode past you, pausing to hiss sharply in your ear.

“He will disappoint you. Do not say I did not warn you.”

With those final words, she was gone. Zeus brushed past you to kneel by Apollo’s side, his wound already healing. Hermes’s shoulders sagged, a heavy sigh spilling past his lips. Artemis looked grim, her knuckles white on Apollo’s shoulder.

Heron continued to stare at you mutely. Feeling returned to your body like a bolt of lightning, and you turned around, quickly retreating into the safety of the palace.

#blood of zeus #blood of zeus reader #blood of zeus x reader #blood of zeus heron #blood of zeus heron x reader #blood of zeus hera #blood of zeus zeus #boz heron #boz hera #boz zeus #blood of zeus fic #boz x reader #boz

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Help wanted 2 spoilers!!

Okay I don't know if this has already been considered or not, but I have a theory of who the second candy cadet story is about

The two takes I've seen is either Vanessa or Cassie, which is absolutely fair and valid bc it does make sense! But I feel like there's problems with both interpretations

The story is basically, a young girl is tricked by a witch's friendly voice and barely escapes being eaten but is scarred for the rest of her life. Then when she grows up she seeks revenge, a young boy helps to guide her through the woods, and at the end we learn she was tricked again, and the witch finally has her meal

Here's my problems with both interpretations

Vanessa. Most of this works, I won't lie to you! I was willing to believe it up until "the oven door closed, the witch would finally have her meal." We do see Vanessa get possessed, or "scarred" for life, and we see her seek revenge, potentially accompanied by a young boy to some extent, however we don't get any clear indication that she fails this goal, as the only time we clearly see her is the princess quest 4 ending, where she's successful

Tldr, most of it fits, but I don't think the ending does

With Cassie, the second half of the story fits to a T! She's led by a young boy who's later revealed to have been a trick to lead her to the mimic, who, as the first half of the story says, she barely escapes from. However, the story clearly states a past encounter with the witch that left her scarred, and it's only after a significant amount of time, now with the "confidence of age and wisdom" that she comes back to get revenge. As far as we know, Cassie never encountered the mimic before ruin, and she's still a young child when she does encounter it. And considering we see her in the basic ending getting the mask the timeline doesn't match up either

Tldr, only pieces of the story fit, and important details such as her age definitely do not

SO, who do I think the story could be about

First thing to consider, the player character could potentially be who it's about, as the player can't be vanny since we see her as a separate entity, and I don't think it's cassie as the game seems to be set pre-ruin (in the real/non-AR world sun and moon are in a similar state Cassie found them in before turning them back into eclipse, for one). And then in the basic faz tron ending, the player is then attacked by, supposedly, glitchtrap/mimic controlling the nightmare bots, which could be the witch finally getting her meal, but, the player has no known correlation with the rest of the story right?

Well

Who says the characters in the story have to be a 1 to 1? The witch is certainly a different concept from mimic, so in theory the woman's gender doesn't have to be relevent, and that opens up more options

So my thought process here was, is there any other character who we know for sure has gotten "scarred" by glitchtrap/mimic in the past, and we can reasonably assume to still be alive/likely to come back?

Help wanted Jeremy.

From what we understand he was the first known character to interact with glitchtrap, and it ended with the paper slicer incident, that sure as hell will leave a scar. And I'm not sure we know how many years its been between both help wanted games, but I feel it's safe to assume it's been enough time for him to have grown a bit, even if more so mentally than physically, and want to put an end to glitchtrap. And then let's say he's the player character, and the basic ending is the witch getting her meal.

(I'll be honest, I don't know how the young boy would play into this interpretation, so, this is by no means a perfect solution)

But also, there's the evidence that the player is Cassie's dad

Carnie saying "You look like you got kids, win a prize for the little one!" Freddy saying "you are a fazbear technician, are you not?" Which I get is played off as a joke but considering mystic Hippo says "the key is familiar to you" in refrence to the faz wrench, I feel like there's merit to it, plus the fact that the player has a vanni mask, which is a fazbear technician thing.

But the biggest thing, to me, is the secret Bonnie mask, which appears with the text "this feels familiar" and it gives you an achievement titled "remember Jeremy"

Cassie's dad's favorite is said to be Bonnie, and "remember Jeremy" is pretty straightforward I'd say.

So, anyway, I don't have a coherent conclusion to this, I've never written out a theory before so take it easy on me lol, but I had an epiphany in the shower today and needed to share it! I don't have anyone to bounce ideas off of as of right now so if anyone has any additional ideas or counter points (respectfully!) I'd love hear it! :)

#help wanted 2 spoilers #fnaf spoilers #help wanted 2 #fnaf #help wanted

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seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana · 13 days

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@megatraven

Meg hear me out for a moment. Your screenshot of your Eros x MC angst where he’s like “You’ll die like your mom, but no one will remember you,” hit me HARD (like I said in the ask, sorry for repeating) and my mind was like, “What if…MCs mom was alive instead?” Like she’s still working at HERA, soon to retire tho since she’s like 50 when MC starts working there (most likely 50 anyways). She’s still working there and I see her as the boss at work, but when she gets home she’s Mom™️. Like how Alex said it was hard for Aphrodite to come and be a mother AND a goddess when disciplining them in their S1.

So I imagine Agent Mom (the perfect nickname you gave her lol) being a little biased about the cases MC works especially since she doesn’t have her ring. However, something happens to where only MC can help further the case and she’s paired with Eros. And oh boy I can imagine her being very protective of her. Agent Mom knows Aphrodite, Hades, and a few gods have changed, but she’s still seen their nasty side and knows that a lot HAVENT changed, and she has a feeling that Eros is one of them.

And he is.

So that scene with Eros happens, but instead of it being about her mom being dead, it’s instead about how MC would never be a field agent on her own. She works under Alex (best friend background and forever in love with her), so they’ll have a bias as well to her and may (even without realizing it) help her up (like they said in their S1) and he says that she’ll only be living in her mothers shadow and never be her own person. Which, obviously, RUINS MC. She loves her mother and has admired her, and she won’t deny that she wants to be like her, but she wants to be w field agent by her own ability and not be seen as just a mini Agent Mom and not her own person so it definitely hurts.

I can see MC trying to keep her feelings hidden, but her mom just KNOWS. A mom always knows and she’s no different, and MC opens up about it and ohhh…she’s pissed. Josh said that Agent Mom stepped on many toes during her time at HERA, and she had another set of toes to step on: Eros. She doesn’t even go to Aphrodite, but instead straight to Eros (somehow).

Basically, she beats his ass but verbally and threatens him. She doesn’t even back down (like MC) and she’s willing to throw hands for her children, despite knowing he’s a god. Eros, really processing what he said to MC, kinda apologizes but not really. He still has development to go through, and Agent Mom isn’t having it.

When MC finally tells her mom that she’s having feelings for Eros, I can see her being conflicted as well. She wants her daughter to be happy, but she knows some of the gods past and how some don’t care about humans and will still use them for their own entertainment or will. That first interaction between Agent Mom and Eros is proof enough to her AND her time dealing with Ares and Aphrodite (when he caused a rift for them temporarily) and most likely seeing how he treated Alex when they were young, so she warns her daughter heavily, but she can’t stop her. She’s an adult and Agent Mom has raised her and Josh the best she can, and she knows she has to make her own decisions, so she respects it, even if she disagrees with the couple. At the time anyways.

And when they do get together and she tells her mom, her mom is like, “Aw I’m so happy for you!” And then talks to Eros secretly like, “If you hurt my daughter, I may actually kill you.”

Their relationship develops over time and becomes more positive, but still I can see Agent Mom being very protective of MC and being almost against her and Eros’s relationship for awhile, but she comes around after awhile. And when she does retire, MC gets her ring and is able to become a field agent when another world ending case happens and she’s working with Eros. AND eventually Agent Mom trusts Eros with her daughter and knows that they can do anything, even go against the gods if it’s demanded.

MC wouldn’t have the issue of being chased and threatened for being Hera, and I like to imagine Agent Mom wouldn’t either. Aphrodite and Hades kept it secret, and when she retires, she wouldn’t always be on Olympus anymore or involved with the Gods (other than seeing Hades and Aphrodite once in awhile, or Aphrodite more frequently since they had their situation going on), so it wouldn’t be a problem. Or maybe it’s just bc I like happy endings, I don’t know.

This idea isn’t too well thought out, but I just love talking about her mom because not much is known about her (other than the glimpses Aphrodite and Hades and Josh slip out every once in awhile) and I like to imagine what she was like. She loved HERA and some of the gods, but she loves her daughter and son more, and will do anything to keep them safe.

EDIT: On the topic of mentioning Alex and Ares, I may have a tiny fic based upon that with Agent Mom and Alex because she’s invaded my thoughts now and won’t leave until I talk about her enough.

EDIT 2: Omg quick addition I just thought of. If Eros and MC ever got married, I feel like Eros would literally be terrified of asking Agent Mom for permission (since he’d be old school why not) since how the relationship started, but he’d push past it and get her permission. He can see the warning and a little hesitancy when she agrees, but still he is grateful and swears to love MC as long as she wants and protect her with his life. Ah…..I love Agent Mom and her relationship with her kids.

She’ll definitely be a cheerleader for Josh as well and eat out at his restaurant frequently to talk with him (if he’s available) and just show her support😭😭.

#lovestruck #Astoria fates kiss #Astoria fates kiss Eros #astoria fates kiss Mom #my writing #I’m emotional okay??? it’s almost 1 AM and I’m eating and thinking about this.#forgive me if it doesn’t make sense but basicallt Agent Mom is protective of MC and willing to go against any God that #hurts her whether it be emotionally physically or mentally. she will throw down and only MC and Josh could stop her lol.#anyways I hope this makes sense and Goodnight since I need to sleep and I hope you had a good day💙💙#idk what I’ve tagged her as in the past lol #Astoria fates kiss Agent Mom

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deathlessathanasia · 5 months

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From what I've seen, Poseidon generally seems to be considered a very temperamental and impulsive god, maybe the most temperamental and impulsive of all his siblings, but in the Iliad at least that is not how he is characterized and in fact we even have some instances where he advises caution to his sister Hera. If anything, she is far more temperamental and impulsive than him in this poem.

In Iliad VIII we have this interaction between Hera and Poseidon: "… lady Hera was angered, and started on her throne, shaking great Olympus, and she addressed the great god Poseidon: 'oh me, Earth-Shaker, wide-ranging in might, does not your heart in your very breast feel for the Danaans who are dying? They bring gifts for you up into Helike, and Aigai too, many of them and pleasing; you used to wish them victory. If only we were willing, we who aid the Danaans, to thrust the Trojans back and check far-thundering Zeus, then he would be sorry sitting there alone on Ida.' Then greatly troubled the lord Earth-Shaker addressed her: 'Hera, reckless in speech, what kind of word have you spoken? I would not wish for the rest of us fight with Zeus the son of Cronus, since he is far the stronger.'". Keep in mind that shortly before this Zeus had ordered all the gods to stay away from the battle and had threatened with severe punishment anyone who would offer assistance to either the Achaians or the Trojans.

In Book XX, it is again Hera who incites the gods to action and Poseidon the one who advises to wait and not do anything rash: "Nor did the son of Anchises escape the notice of white-armed Hera as he set out against the son of Peleus through the throng of men, and she, summoning the gods together, made a speech: 'Consider you two, Poseidon and Athena, in your minds, how this matter will be. Here comes Aeneas armed in gleaming bronze against the son of Peleus, and Phoebus Apollo sets him on; come, let us turn him back on the spot; or rather let one of us stand by Achilles, and grant him great strength, so that he does not fail in spirit, and so he may know that the best of immortals love him, and the other gods are so much wind, they who before warded off the battle host and fighting from the Trojans. …' Then answered her Poseidon who shakes the earth: “Hera, do not rage beyond reason; you should not. I myself would not wish us to drive the other gods together in strife, since we are much the stronger, so let us go aside from the haunts of men and seat ourselves upon a lookout point, and let the war be the concern of mortals. But if Ares starts to fight, or Phoebus Apollo, or if they should keep Achilles back and not let him fight, there and then the strife of battle will arise from our side too. …'"

Also compare the difference between the way Poseidon and Hera conduct themselves in the battle of the gods in Book XXI. While Poseidon encourages Apollon to attack first, being the younger, and reminds him of the insults they both suffered by Laomedon, Hera doesn't wait for Artemis to actually do anything or even talk to her before she hits her with her own weapons and makes her run away in tears.

There are some other instances in the Iliad where Poseidon shows himself to be more cautious and sensible than his reputation suggests. In Book XIII, when Zeus turns his gaze away from the battlefield, Poseidon takes advantage, revitalizing and inspiring the Achaians to fight. However, he takes care to do so secretly and in human guise because he recognizes that Zeus is older and more knowledgeable than him. In book XV, Poseidon is certainly angered by Zeus' attempt to bully him into submission and reacts to the message he receives with harsh and bold declarations, but he recognizes the wisdom in what Iris says to him and does relent and obey eventually even though he considers himself equal to Zeus in honour.

#poseidon #hera #greek gods #the iliad #ramblings

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boyfridged · 1 year

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also regarding the last post, let me briefly speak in defense of my view of robin jay and dick’s relationship as maybe distant but still a loving one.

i believe one important point to be made is that (post-crisis) robin jay… really just doesn’t have a lot of content. this is a topic for another post, but i think understanding that jason got the shortest straw in terms of the era in which his robin run was published is helpful to reading his storylines in general…?

in ‘batman’ alone, in between his origin story and ‘a death in the family’, there’s maybe one or two jay-centric storylines, depending on how you look at it. one of them being the two-face story and the other being his team up with dick– and both of them can be still classified as part of his origin, since he just became robin in them and the legacy is only getting passed now.

and jason in his ‘batman’ and ‘detective comics’ runs barely interacts with anyone but bruce and alfred. there’s of course some pretty compelling element in this, but that’s also a topic for another post; and my main point is that at the time, it wasn’t a deliberate decision on the writers’ side.* they just didn’t care about robin, neither as jason specifically nor as a legacy character.** (*this does not apply to collins who did hint at jason’s isolation explicitly in the annual)

jay does, of course, get cameos in ntt; ironically, at the time when dick is having a storyline mostly away from the team, but it’s also not necessarily a very thought through decision in terms of their relationship; dc still made a point of dick appearing to give jay a word of encouragement and support.

and outside of them talking to each other, there are some mentions that give us a sense of their relationship, esp. on jay’s side– and jay is clearly starstruck. he does struggle with filling in dick’s shoes a little, but it doesn’t seem that the pressure is overbearing (that was much more a theme with pre-crisis jay.)

on dick’s side– well, we don’t get much, but as i said, i think it’s critical to note that this iteration of robin jay has a really short publishing history (june 1987 – november 1988). the most we get is post-mortem, and at this point the writers make a point to show that dick cared about jason and thought of him as robin. in the next 15 years they will hint a lot at dick and jay having a more consistent relationship, with flashbacks of team ups and mentions of trips. and while i’m not a fan of jay’s characterisation in many of those, i kind of don’t understand why people are so resistant to the idea that they actually saw each other more than twice and talked? it’s not something that necessarily retcons their relationship, it simply fills in the blanks in jason’s storyline (and there are a lot of those.) for the sake of comparison; the fact that babs used to tutor jay is mentioned once and it’s already post-mortem. it’s mostly widely accepted; so why are all mentions of jay and dick actually having a brotherly relationship (even if distant) so dismissed?

i can see the logic (and the appeal) in assuming that they have not seen each other a lot, especially given dick’s priorities ar the time and his estrangement from bruce. but painting their relationship as either completely non existent or hostile seems like a bit much to me. sorry for being boring! but for the majority of his run, jay was an impressionable and mild-mannered kid, and dick wasn’t beefing with a child, but rather went out of his way to pass the legacy to him and assure him that he could reach out.

#just a piece of thought #dc #jay.zip #dick.zip #thousand incarnations of closeness and distance #core texts

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electricbluebutterflies · 2 months

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JessLeto + intertwining fingers

Late-era, PG-ish, also on ao3.

She knows all the signals perfectly.

Be with someone long enough and you know everything, spend the amount of time she has just coexisting and-

Jessica is distinctly tired of any impression that she has done anything a normal woman would not. She was supposed to, once, but she hasn’t. She hasn’t needed to. Let that innocence protect them.

She knows her partner’s signals, every little physical habit, subconscious tendencies he may not even know he has, and she knows how to react to all of them. This is what seventeen years has gotten her, this is what deliberate attempts at proximity have gotten, this is-

Tense and exhausted, his movements say on the evening of a lesser dinner, the kind she almost talked her way out of but decided she might as well be seen at even though her presence will not change the circumstances, or at least she didn’t think it would when she’d decided it wouldn’t kill her to put on a good dress and be politely quiet on the sidelines as usual. Not normal patterns. Normally her partner enjoys these things – he has a capacity for human interaction that she will never understand – but tonight he is not quite-

The rumors burden him too, she suspects. There are always rumors surrounding them like a fog, but lately bigger than usual, lately planned upheaval, lately-

It is bad form to clear the distance between them and remind everyone in this room that she has power beyond measure; it would be worse form, she decides, to simply ignore the potential problem.

“May I have a moment?” she says, voice on the edge of lacing with persuasion but she doesn’t need that just yet. “Privately?”

Her partner understands this, her partner who is well aware she does not ask for attention unless she has good reason. This is not a scene, Jessica reminds herself, this is as subtle as she can manage and-

She does not hear whatever formalities it takes to separate him from what looked like a pointless conversation anyways; she does not care, hyper-focused until they make it out to the hallway, always a goal in mind or else she is lost, always-

“What troubles you so much?”

Always a decency in that man, always the belief that she might be more self-interested than… well, there are things that should probably never see daylight in her personality, but…

“I only mean to ask you the same. You do not appear… yourself tonight. Is there something I have not handled, or-“

“If it were that simple, I would offer it to you and you would poison it in the dark. It is…”

She moves to face him, moves to take his hands in hers so her fingertips find pressure points. Just to calm, she thinks and does not say as she presses her nails to leave just the slightest indent, just to-

“I would do anything. You know that. We move as one.”

“Your loyalty is not in question,” he murmurs. “Even if…”

“It is only rumors, my love. Nothing that can be confirmed for some time.”

“Off-planet rumors, for once, and-“

“Do you doubt our status now?”

“No more than usual.”

“If we are unmoored, it will be a shock. Let it be. Our surprise will be real enough and-“

“You do not even fear fate itself.”

“I have already defied it to. What is there to fear?”

“And will you stand, if-“

“By your side, always. I have bound myself in ways you will never understand, and-“

Jessica shifts the placement of her fingertips just slightly, earlier movements clearly not working. She wants to calm, she reminds herself, she wants-

“You speak of this as if it will blow away.”

“And will it not? Frivolous talk from unknown sources is barely-“

“Something will change. It would make an amount of sense if-“

“Don’t tell me you want this.”

“When has desire guided anything at all?”

In a different mood such a comment would sound like the opening of a fight, an unbalanced accusation, but-

“It gave you me,” she says, cold as she can even as her frustration burns. “Do not think for a moment that the state of your heart can be ignored so easily by those around you.”

“We will accept what circumstances we are presented with,” her partner murmurs, ignoring the bait. “And it would not be a bad move to prepare for-“

“Prepare, yes. Not take on burdens that are not yet ours.”

“You would assume-“

“I do know you, and I do trust you, and I do-“

“It is unlike you to be less concerned than I am about something so significant.”

“Only significant if it’s real, and it would take years, and-“

“Still.”

“I will not see you undone by something so far out of reach. Am I understood?”

“Completely.”

“Is this…”

“I wonder sometimes if I am immune to you.”

Jessica rolls her eyes. “It’s just pressure points, nothing-“

“I’m aware. I did let you.”

As if permission means a damned thing to her, she thinks but doesn’t say, but-

“Is it working?” she repeats. “I could check myself, but-“

“Your presence may be more helpful than the movements of your hands. You do know how to rescue me from-“

“You were that bored?”

“If I say yes…”

“I know my timing wasn’t ideal, but-“

“Your consistency is still-“

“What will they assume I wanted?”

“The same as always. The same…”

She takes a kiss because she can, because she will not do what she is accused of – that will come later, behind a door that locks, when she is in a better mood for it – but nor will she deny it entirely, and-

“Will that do?”

“You’re impossible.”

“And you adore it.”

#ebf writes fic #leto x jessica #queue

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April 9, 2028

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CW: domestic violence, argument between a couple, verbal and physical abuse. Mentions of Catholic religion. Dub con smut, jealousy + anger issues. MDNI. 2.8K words.

Another year around the sun for Raphael. Since the birth of Eden, he had really been on top of being a better father and husband.

We spent the last year just trying our best as parents and working on our relationship as a couple. I felt so confident and happy, lately, but I worried that something would go wrong.

Call it me catastrophizing, but I could never feel safe with Raphael. There just was always going to be something going wrong.

For his 29th birthday, I hosted a party as per usual at our home. Half way through the party, Julius asked to put his son to bed while celebrations continued, and I agreed since I had to get my kids to bed as well.

Julius carried his son and I brought my kids, carrying Eden in my arms. I had space in the nursery and we put everyone to bed there together.

It was after everyone was passed out in their beds that the door opened and Raphael walked inside. Julius and I weren’t anywhere near each other but we were alone in the same room and Raphael was wasted.

“Julius, leave the room,” he commented, his voice slightly annoyed.

Julius checked to make sure Anthony was still resting soundly, and then turned to leave. I don’t blame Julius for leaving that day. He was used to Raphael’s anger but had never seen it escalate beyond shouting and restraining.

He also must not have thought that Raphael would hurt me around the children. I think I thought the same thing.

Once Julius was out of the room though, Raphael turned his enraged expression to me, “why were you alone with him?”

“We were putting all the babies to sleep,” I explained, innocently, but turned my face away from his because his breath reeked of liquor.

Why would he drink like this?

He grabbed my cheeks with one hand and forced me to look into his eyes. His voice was deep and mean, “I’ll put them to sleep… you don’t spend time with him! Ever.”

“Why do you invite him over if you’re going to attack me for breathing near him?” I asked him, hotly, my voice shaky.

“You and him are the ones that always decide to interact with each other knowing that I can’t stand to see it, because you’re mine,” was what Raphael said in a hiss.

I definitely can’t help but argue with him. I do this to myself sometimes.

“I was his first,” I explained, expecting a reaction of anger but…

He gave me one good smack across the face. It hurt, and I felt my skin burn to the touch, “You are mine now, and will be mine forever. Next time you bring up being his, I’m going to knock your teeth out.”

With that, he pushed me onto the floor by the grip he had on my face. Luckily, I didn’t hit anything or alert the babies. He walked out of the room as I tried to get back up.

There was a party outside and I wanted to cry. I was just expected by him to stand back up and follow him. To perform for his family and our friends. I’m dizzy, but I know that I can’t ever disappoint him.

So I get off my ass.

I go to the bathroom and add a touch of foundation to mute out the color of my skin. Then I join the party again.

It lasted until around 10. Somehow, most of the mess was cleaned throughout the party so I had nothing to clean up after everyone had left.

It had been a long time since Raphael drank in excess, but this would be the start of a year long battle with alcohol addiction.

He had drank so much during the party, ultimately drinking enough alcohol that he had gotten belligerent. Now that everyone was gone, he took it out on me.

“You do this every time,” he started. His black hair was unkempt, his dark eyes were lit with some kind of fire. That Aries man never knew how to stop.

He saw me as his Venus, his Aphrodite. He saw himself as Ares, Mars, that burning God in the sky. All that ever played on his mind was creating a perfect life with me.

Is this perfect, though? Fighting after a party in the living room while our children sleep upstairs?

Not to mention, he had just earlier hit me for the first time out of anger. I didn’t recognize his behavior, it was too extreme. I loved him, though.

That was all I kept reminding myself of, and I spoke, “I didn’t do anything, Raphael… Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m only looking at you the way you deserve. I treat you like a Goddess for a year, and the moment it’s MY PARTY? You disappear into another room with Julius?” He’s seething and approaching me.

I back up from him, plopping myself down on the sofa and staring up at him fearfully. He’s so much bigger than I am, and he’s so scary when he gets like this. I’ve seen him half as bad as this before, he’s willing to hit me now!

I’m shaking on the couch, and my eyes swell with tears, normally this would calm him down but I wasn’t trying to guilt him into that.

“Don’t you FUCKING GUILT ME!” He didn’t calm down though. He got angrier. His voice got louder, he bent closer to me on the couch until our faces were nose to nose.

He held me by the back of the neck and spoke to me in a more restrained tone for a second, “don’t fucking cry, I swear to God.”

My lip trembled, my vision blurring as I looked into his dark eyes. My heart sunk, he was so angry… I could feel it, his skin was on fire. The hand that clutched the back of my neck was heating me alive.

My skin felt like it’d have a burn left behind from where his fingers were clutching.

I didn’t know that I had started to cry, until he started to slap me across the face, his voice echoing, “fuck! Just do one thing for me, one fucking thing and I swear I won’t hit you?”

He’s holding me again by the hair, and his voice is trembling with rage, “Wipe your tears!”

I’m being pulled off the couch by his hand pulling my hair, he’s towering over me again and the world is spiraling out. I reach my hands up, trying to get my mind in order.

I wiped off my tears with trembling hands.

“Tell me when your face is dry,” he demanded, very annoyed but still waiting.

I felt so grateful for his kind gesture, as long as I didn’t cry he wouldn’t hit me. Oh, how lucky was I? I thought. As if I couldn’t perform a powerful argument while in tears.

People were just afraid of tears and I have particular trigger situations that will make me cry immediately like being hit. So you’re telling me I don’t know how to defend myself while in tears to someone I love?

No — the problem: Raphael is afraid of my tears. He sees it as the reality of his brutality, and it hurts him.

I feared I’d still cry, but then I knew he would hit me if I did. He was that mad. So I stiffened up my chin, “my face is dry.”

He lifted my head up with the fistful of hair and sat me on the couch on my knees in a prayer position. He treated me like his doll in moments like these. I wasn’t real or human to him when he was drunk.

“Why did you spend any time alone with Julius, why would you make me look bad?” Raphael asked. His voice was as calm as it could be for the situation.

“He had to put his son to sleep but wanted to hang out with you for a while longer. I needed to put Theo, Leon, and Eden down to sleep because it was bed time,” I attempted to explain. It was really that simple, no ulterior motives.

“You don’t think you should have told me? So that I could have put them to sleep if he was needing help,” he expressed back, his arm tightening on her shoulder, “like come on… you look so bad in this situation.”

“You’re hurting me and you promised not to if I didn’t cry,” I protested, pulling back slightly against him.

He pushed my shoulder back into place and made me look at him again, his voice was meaner, “I didn’t promise not to hurt you. I said I wouldn’t hit you. I’m not hitting you.”

His grip tightened on my shoulder, and I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. He wasn’t budging. I stayed in place, staring up at him, “Raphael, you were drunk. I was not about to give you three babies to put to bed.”

“Are you trying to say I’m a bad dad?” was his furious response.

“It was your party! I wanted you to have fun,” I defended myself.

Raphael’s eyebrows were furrowed in rage, “You just wanted to be alone with him, admit it.”

I groaned out of annoyance, and rolled my eyes, “I am happy with you, I don’t need him. At least I was happy with you.”

Raphael got in my face again and said, “You were? So now you do need him?”

“No,” I responded annoyed.

“Take off your clothes,” his voice was demanding but he stepped away so I could do it.

I took off my top first, and my breasts were exposed to him. Then, I peeled off my skirt and looked at him. I sat there in my panties, my eyes meeting his, “is this what you wanted?”

“Almost,” he moved forward, “spread your legs.”

I did. I watched him as he moved, wondering if we could survive through the storms that seemed to be ahead. He moved down, and latched his hands to either side of the panties.

He removed them slowly, letting the satin material drag against my skin.

I held my breath and watched him pull it off my legs, then he pressed it to his nose. He smelled where my pussy had been, smelling the ever familiar scent of his fire-native lover.

I watched him, before asking, “does that prove that I didn’t do anything?”

He set the panties down on the coffee table and then started to eat me out on the couch. His tongue started around my clit and gradually moved down, swirling into my vagina and slipping a finger in with it.

I was moaning and holding onto his hair. He ate me out for maybe five minutes, before he said, “you definitely taste suspicious. I’ll have to do more research.”

With that, he stood up and moved me back into a sitting position. Upright now, he placed his hand on my shoulder again and questioned me again, “you positive you didn’t go to another room with Julius for sexual reasons?”

Exasperated, and tired of him holding me down, I shoved him away and stood up off the couch. I walked away from him but he grabbed my arm, tight grip on my wrist.

“Let go of me,” I told him, tugging my arm but that only brought him closer.

“Never. Never,” he repeated, pulling me towards the kitchen table and laying me flat on it.

Trying to complain, I spoke up, “you can’t just fuck me when you’re acting like I did something wrong.”

“Why can’t I?” His voice sounded curious, but he wasn’t interested in stopping. His fingers slipped into my pussy from behind.

“You… fuck, Raphael…” I moaned as I felt my body giving into my husband’s greedy touch.

“No, explain, Lola… Didn’t you marry me?” He asked, his fingers speeding up as he added a third digit to my pussy.

“I did,” I managed to moan out, my legs shaking.

“So that makes you my wife… that makes this my body, this is my pussy… you’re my property, Lola. Do you understand that?” He doubled down on his campaign against my body.

I shook, I wanted to think that he didn’t really believe the bad things he said. The problem with Raphael was that he was a devout Catholic but in the traditionalist sense. He believed very much that women were the subservient creation to her husband.

I wondered in that moment if our love was a lost cause.

He unbuckled his belt. I heard the familiar sound of him unzipping his pants. My ass trembled against his hand, just as he pulls away. He replaces the hand with his cock. The tip is at my entrance, begging to feel me.

I don’t know why — but every time, my brain melts. He has a way with his body, with his personality… He drives me insane, but I can’t stop loving him and loving this mess he puts me in.

“Then? Can I fuck my wife or not?” He asked the air.

My head just nodded, without a thought in the world. My lower body pressed against his cock, “yes, Raphael… Just do it, already.”

Raphael pressed his tip in slowly, and then further and further until he was all the way in me. My walls expanded to take him in, then I clutched his cock with all my strength.

He groaned as he began a steady rhythm of thrusts. He sped up, and when he did the fire between the two of us just seemed to get hotter. I pushed up against every thrust he had for me, my moans choked behind my hand.

Raphael was a menace, he was everything that was cursed and bad in this world. But, he worked hard, he loved me harder, and he taught our sons independence, our daughter freedom.

He’s toxic. He’s terrible for me.

I can’t leave him.

I won’t leave him.

Every thrust just solidifies, he’s mine, I’m his. I can’t escape. No matter what I do. I need him. I feel him… he hits my cervix, I cry and bite myself.

He grabs onto my hair, a fistful and yanks it all back. I’m always surprised with how he does it, seeing as my long hair is pretty curly. The point is, his hands are massive. Maybe that’s why.

I moan and cry through the bitten hand, then his hand slaps mine out of the way. He covers my mouth himself, his grip tight against my face. His thrusts intensify, I’m moaning loud into his palm.

He’s always so good at taking care of me. He knows just what to do… I can feel his balls hitting my clit. I’m falling into a screaming orgasm.

Thank God for my Husband’s hand.

My pussy is twitching against his cock, but he hasn’t ceased. His pace is only quickened. His eyes are furious, and he flips me over on the table so that I would be facing him.

I wrap my legs around his hips, and our lips smash together. The heat is spreading into our bones. Both of us were burning to the touch. Like we’d spent all day out in the sun, and she left us both gold and molten.

I feel myself orgasming again. My muscles begin to clench around his cock, his cock is throbbing and hot from me. He groans, kissing me again as his body gives in. As I peak my orgasm, he begins to cum inside me.

He tastes like whiskey, all too much of it. I’m lost in him.

I think I’m stable enough. All the drinking and the drugging and the black and the red…

I cry against his kisses, trembling and rocking my hips. I want every drop of him inside of me. I can’t get enough of him and I never know why.

He must have pumped out four or five times, but he filled me up a significant amount. It was red hot and felt so good inside me. I was trembling on the table, desperately needing more from him.

I was a sex addict whenever it came to a man I was in love with. Especially if he finished inside of me, I was weak and just craved all the sex.

Raphael was too drunk to think of anything other than being mad at me or fucking me. I just fought against him if he started it, and gave into the sex after just a few minutes.

Hope everyone enjoyed this one... Dolores and Raphael are a lot of fun to write for. I've been having a shit time mentally though, so my writing speed definitely feels like its suffering. Hoping my quality isn't, though. Song references below!

SONG REFERENCES We Were The Same by Matt Maeson

#tw dv #bully #dub con #dead dove do not eat #jealousy #possessive love #argument #lyondie #bluestlyon #dark romance #smut #writeblr #booklr #original story #creative writing

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minthe-lover · 2 years

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Episode 206 Kronos Fight

So I have a few things I do like about this chapter, the final scenes with the people reuniting is kinda sweet. Though really wish we got one between Zeus and hera. Another thing, I think giving Tartarus a physical form was a cool interesting and definitely a fun way to end the fight.

My favorite shot in the whole chapter is between Tartarus and Poseidon. Cause one is just generally cool looking, and the other is just really sweet.

All my critics are under the cut... it's probably gonna be long.

Besides that I mainly got problems, the main one is the general tone of the chapter. It's not a super serious chapter about an epic fight, or even a nervous one about thinking about what happens if Persephone fails in this fight. It's done in this largely comedic light, where your supposed to laugh at kronos fails attempts to fight or more like annoy persephone.

Like why are the reporters there adding commentary, it seem extremely out of place? why are Athena and Ares not helping and instead making a few jokes? why the fuck would you choose a joke about bees during the final big fight of the season.

This is a power we've never seen, with the trees and water we can assume it's connected to her other powers... but this is something completely different. That along with them showing up near the end with the final few panels. Think how much better this would have felt if the final panels were connected with petals or something, or even we saw Persephone summon a single bee and struggle to summon more in the past. (also they look alot more like wasps then the traditional bee but still)

That along with the fact that because their isn't as much dialog this chapter feels alot smaller. Which isn't fully the fault of rs since that just a side effect of having large pictures. The art work is not that bad, Persephone gravity deify boobs that almost pop out of her dress ever panel are distracting and the colours are a little boring but it's not terrible.

I think it would be alot more striking if persephone magic was more green or her pink colour. That way more of the panels would pop and show persephone power more.

The first panel isn't to bad, but the last one. The muted dark colour of the tree just doesn't stand out that much against the black and dark blue of the background. It just doesn't stand out as much as it should. The trees Persephone has made it the past have big bushy green leaves or just are fully pink, why are these ones not?

My next big problem is with kronos. He doesn't actually do anything to fight Persephone. He dodges her attacks and throw petty insults. He isn't an actual threat despite 100 of episodes building him up to be the big bad. Persephone doesn't get injured during the fight, I don't fully like calling characters mary sue as its often used in a sexist light. Along with the fact that it's more a fanfic trope which I don't mind in the slightest, fanfictions are free fun doesn't matter how bad it is.

Though Persephone is 100% over powered in a way that makes this really anti climatic. Like why not have Persephone and hades defeat Kronos together... or see Persephone struggling in the fight. Honestly I wouldn't fully mind if Persephone defeated Kronos herself if she actually saw some difficulty in the fight.

Show her struggling getting hurt, show the words effecting her that she moves on from. Show her actually having some difficulty. maybe have kronos be close to wining, then have the other gods show up and attack kronos all together but have persephone having the final blow. Or even just show that it takes a bit for her full pomegranate effects take hold.

The next problem is the final interactions between hades and Persephone.

First for a supposably 'girl power' type media where Persephone destroyed the big bad sort of all by herself. How did hades help? like... I mainly just confused over this line.. if someone can explain it I would be appreciated. that and the beauty of just... the long pointy noise.. that look way to much like persephone would accidently be stabbed in the eye.

Another thing that I wish to note.. is how the whole eating the pomegranate mean Persephone is now 'stuck' with hades. This feminist story has a finally based on the idea that the main female character is now forever bonded to the realm of her first love. Even if later persephone decided she didn't wish to be there she literally has no choice but to stay.

In a healthy relationship there should be an understanding that if someone wishes to end it they will be safe and free to do so. Relationships no matter how long you've been with the person should be okay to leave. This is an incredibly important as time can often change people for the worse or simply show new part of their self.

In the relationship shown, not only does it start with hades being her boss, control her finances, and use a teenager as emotional support but it ends with Persephone stuck with a man that she hasn't even been on a date with and he already dreams of having children with her.

It is just... a weird way for a relationship to go in a supposably 'feminist' comic.

#anti lo art #lo critical #anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical

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breadthecat · 9 months

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Security breach Ruin spoilers !!!

Just some questions and theories I had from it

- you are able to fix Chica, but there is next to no pay off for it. It feels like it’s part of a step to something else. You are able to find Monty’s legs and glasses, but you can’t interact with it, despite it being in an unusual location. His claws and Roxy’s eyes are nowhere to be seen, leaving me to wonder if you can fix both of them too for some greater ending we haven’t found yet

- Freddy also has no head, but Gregory presumably has it. Although there is the debate of if this is the same Freddy or not. If we could find his head and fix him, that would solve the debate and possibly connect to the previously theorized ending

- Bonnie’s eyes turning off once you deactivate all the wet floor bots is odd. And the fact you hear screams of terror emanating from the wet floor bots concerns me greatly. I initially theorized that the wet floor bots contained dead kids that Vanny had killed, and we were following in Williams footsteps by deactivating them like he deactivated the fnaf 1 gang. But the connection to Bonnie throws all of that into question.

- we see a brief glimpse of The Blob early in the game, and then never again. Which is really weird because you would think they’d have some relevance.

- the whole cave and waterfall area reminds me of the silver eyes books. I can’t remember which one.

- candy cadets story seems to be solving the midnight modorist mystery. Implying that the mimic was the monster under the mom and boys house, and dug it’s way out to lure the boy away. But that raises the question of who the mom and boy even are. At least that’s what I got out of the story

- there is a section of dialogue between possessed Helpi (Aka helpi with the yellow eyes and veins) and “Gregory” that seems to imply they are two different entities at play here. Which is odd. There was no reason for Gregory to butt in to take credit for that included. (I could honestly make a whole post showing off the instances where helpi is possessed because some of them have some interesting implications, like that Cassie was not supposed to get a transporter implant)

- I still have no clue what the mirrored steel wool logo quotes of “voices become screams” and “shadows into shadows” or however it went mean.

- the mention of Cassie’s favorite cake being carrot cake seemed important, and I remembered that there was a list of employees favorite cakes in the scrapped ar emails. Unfortunately, no mention of carrot cake. I was hoping that maybe she shared a favorite cake with her dad, and since her dad works for fazbears as a technician, we’d see what his name is. We also know that his favorite animatronic was Bonnie, I am unsure if any of the other items give us hints. I don’t know if he’s even important, but he’s brought up a few times so it makes me wonder

#fnaf spoilers #fnaf sb ruin #fnaf sb ruin spoilers #fnaf ruin #fnaf ruin spoilers

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chrysaliscreatorii · 2 months

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Hazbin Theory

Alastors Deal

Now, I’m not much of MAKING fan theories, but as a writer myself I can’t help but find certain things curious or take note of how they do them. One of which, was while watching Hazbin Hotel, my first thought about Lilith being missing and Alastor being missing for the same amount of time sounded… well… WAY to on the nose. Its way to obvious.

I mean, I guess it makes sense and it most likely has something to do with Charlie, and logically speaking, it couldn’t have been from someone lower in the hierarchy system. It HAD to be from someone that is ABOVE the overlords and that leaves little options.

The Ars Goetia is mostly snobbish, so I don’t think most would care, so that only leaves Charlie, Lilith and the other sins. From what we have seen and has been implied, most (2, 4?) of the sins are at least decent enough people, and Mammon doesn’t do charity (plus there is obviously some conflict between him and Lucifer), so I doubt he would be involved.

But then it hit me like a ton of bricks, what if it was a SIN that made a deal with Alastor? NOT Lilith, and that has been a red herring all along? A sin is still high enough to be almost on the top and is definitely on top of the overlords and the Ars Goetia.

But who? Well, the only sin we actually have next to no info on, the sin which actually has a particular color associated with it, a color that is seen when Alastor uses his powers. Green, the color of ENVY. Plus, tentacles? Like, Leviathan? Kinda on the nose if you think about it.

After that thought, a lot of other things actually started to click. When Alastor first met Lucifer, he was totally irked, and when interacting he was riling him up as to show him how much better of a Dad he is compared to Lucifer, he was trying to make Lucifer JEALOUS. Not to mention that envious people sometimes try to keep a front, they are all smiles in front of you but they resent you behind closed doors. Another little detail I noticed, is that Lucifer has a photo of what MIGHT be said sin in his office, but we can’t confirm.

While all these made some sort of sense, the only things I couldn’t click where the why? What could Alastor had made a deal of if it was with Leviathan? To what purpose? The only things I could think of were 2.

The first came back to Lilith, in which she had something on Leviathan, so to not get her own hands dirty, she kinda “outsourced” the deal. Meaning she made Leviathan make a deal with Alastor in his moment of need, maybe to protect the hotel or something. But then, why wait seven years for him to finally comply with his part? Not to mention there are other holes to this one. Like, was Charlie working on the Hotel all the way back then? Why outsorce it? Protect her from WHAT? Among others. You might think that’s unnecessarily complicated, but a lot of people do this to prevent things going back to them. Think, Strangers in a Train.

The other was that it was out of some sort of spite Lev has against Lucifer, he pretends to be his friend to his face but behind his back he hates him with a passion. So he went after his daughter to hurt him the most, and sent Alastor to make sure the hotel fails since he is already a sadist. But this doesn’t make total sense either. So I got stumped again.

Was it Lilith that made the deal? Lev? Lilith though Lev? Or some other unknown third party all together? I heard of a character named Roo, but I don’t think it’s her.

What do you think?

#hazbin hotel #alastor #theory #fan theory #alastors deal #hazbin alastor

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zeynatura · 2 years

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List of LGBTQ+ characters in Granblue Fantasy the mobage

Finally got myself to create this list that is most likely incomplete because thanks to the gacha nature of the game and me being F2P i haven’t experience all the characters' stories so some characters may be missing and some others may be incomplete, if you know of any character and how they’re queer do let me know, much appreciated if you cite the event, quest or fate episode.

The list consists of the characters name in alphabetical order, how or why are they lgbtq+, personal comments about them and the story, special mentions, headcanons and the token hetero couples as the minority. Beware of spoilers.

Will edit this post so come back to check the original.

Masterlist

[Long post below]

Aglovale - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's unit, Valentine's and White Day's lines, fascinated by Tor, (this is exactly how I imagine it)

Albert - whatever he and Yurius have is def not straight, their whole story is being best friends, fighting to save each other sometimes fighting one another, defending and trusting the other, the iconic scene of Yurius pointing Albert’s neck with his own sword making an oath to him exudes homoeroticism, Albert having tons of fangirls whom he ignores in Valentine's Day specially for MC regardless of gender

Albion - in love with Ares (wlw), destined to die as result to the contract with Luminiera

Alliah - gets married to MC regardless of gender, albeit only political she states there is no better prospect for her to spend the rest of her life with other than MC

Anne - in love with Grea (wlw)

Ange - wants to be a prince to all the girls (wlw)

Anthuria - in love with MC regardless of gender

Aoidos - queer musician

Apollonia - in love with Orchis Queen of Erste Kingdom

Ares - in love with Albion (wlw), got married and had kids yet wished she could have had that life with her instead

Arthur - what he and Mordred have is not straight, gives Vane and Lancelot's vibes, even their fathers were into one another like wtf Misters "i only cry in front of you"

Arulumaya - in love with MC regardless of gender even to the point of fighting other crewmates that have feelings for MC (example her and Magisa both seeing a future with MC doing their best to make it a reality)

Athena - something about all her character development being around females + MC isn't straight

Ayer - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's and White Day's lines

Azazel - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender, too tsundere to openly admit he cares for MC

Baal - the musical connection he has with Aoidos is so gay, i love it, HoMusicians (homo + musicians, i tried ok)

Baldr - torn about choosing between Freyr and Maldr in the Astral War as he holds dear both, i will forever hate cygames for making Maldr marry Kona when he has more chemistry and on screen interaction with Baldr than her!

Balurga - trans man, the only one so far, gets mistreated by cygames so much, in game his identity gets respected specially after he cuts his own arm to assert his manliness

Barawa - detective in love with the thief he can't catch (Chat Noir)

Benjamin - Aoidos' previous personality, was on a very intense bdsm relationship with his male bandmates Justin (bass), and Valentin (drums)

Brigette and Cordelia are girlfriends

Cagliostro - trans woman, feels attracted to MC regardless of gender, flirts with MC yet blushes when flirted back, love her, my queen

Cain - in love with MC regardless of gender, one of the few characters having an actual date with MC on White Day

Catura - wants to marry MC regardless of gender

Chat Noir - enemies to lovers with Barawa, crossdresser, feels attracted to MC regardless of gender

Clarisse - in love with MC regardless of gender (tho she missgenders Cag and i dislike her for that, i don't care she's her great+ niece)

Cupitan - has a strong attachment to Tristette, female Naruto (update: Cupitan and Tristette are girlfriends! Is like if Naruto and Sasuke finally got their gay ending)

Claudia - loves sweet girls

Domon > Sho >< Tsubasa - something about their rivalry and friendship is the perfect teenage gay gang/deliquent trope

Elmott - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's and White Day's lines

Enyo - obsessed with Athena

Eustace - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's and White Day's lines, he offering his ears so that we pet them on White Day has me in the clouds!

Farrah - has a crush on Katalina

Feather - gay but oblivious about it

Ferdinand - perfect evil queer representation

Freesia - in love with the former queen of the Erste Kingdom, Orchis’ mother

Freyr - the most important people in his life are Baldr and Geo (mlm) subtext, context, stop trying to only consider explicit stuff representation text

Gabriel and Europa are girlfriends (and Europa will flirt with MC regardless of gender, for being a water primal beast she sure is thirsty)

Grimnir - has feelings for MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's unit, Valentine's and White Day's lines

Grea - in love with Anne (wlw)

Halluel - likes pretty girls (wlw)

Hekate - horny for, well, everyone really

Helel ben Shalem - her gender in the game is other as in she is a being above gender (love that)

Helel ben Sahar - which means he is as well (tho he already is in the list as Lucio)

Herja - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on her Valentine's and White Day's lines

Ilsa - flirts with MC regardless of gender

Jamil - devoted to MC regardless of gender, his feelings are too intense he thinks himself as unworthy of MC

Joel - in love with MC regardless of gender, the first character confessing their feelings directly to MC

Katalina - too oblivious to realize her feelings for Vira at first, but character development happens and with the help of Ares she promises to make Vira happy and be by her side as to not end up with the same regrets as Ares

Kou - flirts with MC regardless of gender

Ladiva - trans woman, adoptive mother of the crew, love is her power

Lancelot - practically married to Vane, never had a fight because they are so perfect for each other

Lamorak - he being nonbinary makes the three brothers of Wales officially all queer

Lich - something about their summon being male while their humanoid form is female is def not cis

Lobelia - another perfect evil queer representation

Lucio - got eaten by a shark because he was too busy flirting with Sandalphon, does the impossible for Sandalphon to notice him

Lunalu - her Valentine’s Day lines originally could only be viewed if MC is a woman (gbf added an option to disregard MC’s gender when it came to most holiday lines). She often goes in complete rants about how pretty some women and men are while blushing, bicon.

Lyria - in love with MC regardless of gender

Magisa - in love with MC regardless of gender, thinks of MC as their fated person

Meg and Mari are girlfriends

Melissabelle - In the Popol Saga event Imagination Overdrive, when Lunalu loses her mind and the whole group of Harvin girls tries to bring her back to normal she specifically says "You're you, Lunalu. No matter what form you take, it doesn't change the fact you are the Lunalu i know and love." and this is enough to actually have Lunalu snap out of it. She could have easily said "we" but Melissabelle had to single her own feelings out. Also despite getting headaches from reading she decides to make an effort and read Lunalu’s favourite book and actively engages in her interests despite the fandom world being new to her!?!? that is love right there

Meteon - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender

Miach - either genderqueer or a poor fella forced to crossdress and live as the opposite sex, gotta have to wait for more of their story, tho i love that when Fediel, Jeanne and MC realized Miach was amab said nothing about it, only when Miach told Fediel about it she said that she doesn't find it weird

Mireille and Risette are in love with each other (wlw)

Mordred - mister i won't cry because i have you (Arthur) to cry for me instead

Morgan - a Fairy with it/it's and they/them pronouns

Morilynn - the Accordant for the Horoscope "Thalassinus" but also the weapon themselves, official English pronouns are they/them, that paired with the fact they are not human but still want to learn about how to be a person seems very nonbinary coded to me

Necesaria - everything about him screams QUEER

Noa and Rackam are soulmates and i hate that cygames didn't let them share power yet they stablished they were the best option for it, instead had to go with the second best option who was Tiamat and i will forever grieve what could have been, thanks for making them gayer in the anime tho

Percival - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on his Valentine's and White Day's lines

Randall - in love with Feather to the point that he got dragged into the same figthing lifestyle as him, "i'll become the better fighter so that you finally look at me"

Repti - another perfect evil queer representation

Rosetta - likes attractive people regardless of gender

Seox - something about MC being the light of his life regardless of gender

Shizel - she's a trans woman as stated in Erin's SSR fate episode

Silva - in love with Tweyen (wlw)

Societte - practically married to Yuel, adopted three traumatized teenagers with her

Sutera - feels attracted to MC regardless of gender as seen on her Valentine's and White Day's lines

Tor - homoeroticaly devoted to Aglovale

Tweyen - in love with Silva (wlw)

Vane - practically married to Lancelot, uses Lan-chan as a pet name, have been together since childhood

Vira - in love with Katalina, before she met Katalina her life was monotone and colorless, after meeting her she felt alive and happy for the first time

Yuel - promised to always be with Societte, taking care of Kou, You and Sui as their kids or little siblings

Yuisis - asked MC to have a family with her regardless of gender

Yurius - not only does he have Albert but also flirts with MC regardless of gender

Special mentions

The Kahua’s citizens because they’re all female, everyone born there are female as stated in the Paliuli Pararaiha’s event

Yggdrasil’s birthday message where it seems like she and MC are getting married regardless of MC’s gender, it is unknown if Yggy herself is conscious about it because she can’t talk, she communicates via mystical sounds

Dragons are genderless beings, meaning every dragon in the game is queer which includes: the Six Dragons (Wilnas, Wamdus, Galleon, Ewiyar, Lu Woh and Fediel), Orologia, Malinda, Deidre (but not Scathacha?), Vyrn, Ailill, Medb, Fafnir, Lindwurm, even papi Bahamut!

Basically the whole WMTSB main cast is LGBTQ+ and have multiple songs about it

Beelzebub - obsessed with Lucilius wanting both to stand beside him and surpass him (i wish i knew more about Bubz but i haven't reach the top of Tower of Babyl so idk his stance regarding MC in GBF, we know thx to GBFVS both MC and him are singularities, MC being born one and Bubz asking Lucifaa to make him one cause he was dying, and he agreeing to work with MC against Belial makes me think MC is the only person he sees on eye lvl, he looks up to Faa-san and looks down on everyone else), he was struck by Lucifer's power and beauty 🥲 (I cannot, so his murder was personal). He being a clone of Helel ben Shalem makes him pretty trans and his obsession of shaping his body as he desires.

Belial - devoted completely to Lucilius refering him as Faa-san (in GBVS he refers to him as Daddy), jealous of Lucifer (may have some sort of sympathy for him cause he not killing him directly instead guiding Beelzebub to do it for him and feeling pity as he decapitates and steals his body dictates he wants to hate Lucifer more than what he actually does), into MC regardless of gender, implied he is also fond of Sariel (obscuring it, can't let anyone know he has feelings that don't revolve around Faa-san), he removed from Sariel the chaos matter and spared him in a way that didn't cause much actual damage despite looking like it did, he seemed to have an interest in him earlier on given the quests leading up to his raid battle (which may have occurred prior to their conversation in the flashbacks in 000) showing him having him transferred to his jurisdiction (Belial is insecure about being "imperfect" compared to Lucifer and has some deal of ambivalence towards his intended purpose it's probably very interesting and possibly comforting to him that despite the inherent flaws in Sariel's makeup (re:the limiter being set too high) he manages to diverge from his intended purpose entirely because of his personality and desires); very interested in Beelzebub trying to get any form of reaction from him tho getting ignored most of the time and the rest making him annoyed, his summer summon talks about Bubz' body and how he looks better naked, loves flirting and teasing pretty much everyone

Lucifer - in love with Sandalphon

Lucilius - the other person he cared about besides himself was Lucifer

Sandalphon - in love with Lucifer

Sariel - being obsessively devoted to Belial, protecting him ("Don't touch him!") and outright saying he doesn't care if he's using him, seeming relatively apathetic towards pretty much everyone else (besides animals), and currently being in the beginning of an arc revolving entirely around finding out how to get to him in the weird between-dimensions void he and Lucilius are in, never forget when Belial ripped out his wings and Sariel while in pain was like “if that’s what you will”, he didn’t have individuality until Belial told him to. Sariel’s CV Akira Ishida said in an interview about 000 sidestory that Belial is "someone he loves, despite them being apart". (LuciSan and Beriel parallels)

Modern AU from Sincerely, Your Dearest Friend event

Miku, Lyria and Aoto are either in a polyam or queerplatonic relationship and I LOVE IT

Oribe and Fuwa are boyfriends

Personal headcanons

Cassius - aroace

Lucilius - demiroace

Nehan - aroace

Siegfried - aroace

Token hetero couples

Aliza and Stan

Deliford and his nameless wife

Krelkulkil and Keralbarra ;n; RIP

Lady Grey and her dead husband

Leona and Abel

Nectar and Shinsha (tho Nectar is a being beyond gender constructs and Shinsha loves him regardless, they just present as an hetero couple)

Nicholas and Marie

Romeo and Juliet

Sarunan and Honey (Honey is a spirit, I know she is fem but does that make them hetero?)

Scathacha and Naoise (Scathacha is a dragon but she presents as a fem erune, the game does clasify her as a 'female' instead of 'other' like the other dragons so idk)

Sturm and Drang (tho Sturm does have a date with MC regardless of gender)

Tabina and Attiyah

Vermeil and Ludmilla

#i may eventually make a google docs with images of the characters and maybe some screenshots to proove they are part of the lgbtq community #i know the proof is not needed but i want to be able to slap the screenshots in the bigots' faces when they claim they they are not #cygames LOVES WOMEN AND LESBIANS #which means the men and the gays are getting the leftovers #granblue fantasy #gbf #lgbtq+#lgbtq+ characters #queer #lgbtq+ gbf #gacha game #mobage #cygames #zeynatura #wmtsb = what makes the sky blue #side story #i'm probably missing a lot of characters that are attracted to MC regardless of gender #the list is not a list of good/moral queer representation in the game #is just a list of lgbtq+ characters regardless of their in game morality or external writing #added Sariel thx to anon #added Lunalu Melissabelle and Lucio thx to icharchivist #added Mary thx to anon #added Lamorak thx to the event To Each His Ideal #added Tor thx to the event To Each His Ideal and the fate episode of his co-unit with Aglovale #added Shizel cause i got erin's ssr!

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