Big Winners - Part 1
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pairing: Harry Styles x record producer plus size reader
*i say it's a plus size reader, but it is not something that i focus on explicitly in my fics, because your size should not define you. it will only come up if it comes into the story organically.*
word count: 3,118
summary: Harry and Y/N have been friends for fifteen years, they finally work together on an album, and it leads them to a night that will change everything for them.
a/n: earlier this month, all the grammy memories popped up, and it inspired me to write this. i have a million half finished 'moment turned fic' stories in my drafts, but I actually managed to (mostly) finish this one. this is either going to be 2 or 3 parts, i still have a bit to finish, so we'll see.
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Y/N and Harry met fifteen years ago, One Direction had been recently formed, and she was doing an internship at the studio where they were working on their debut album. She had befriended the entire band, but she and Harry clicked instantly, and formed a tight bond.
They stayed close throughout the years. Harry’s career, both with the band and as a solo artist skyrocketed, while Y/N moved through the industry and had found herself producing some smaller projects. She rarely turned down an opportunity, taking on any work that came her way just to get the experience and the connections. Then, she received the offer of a lifetime.
Once Harry had finished Love on Tour, he celebrated by inviting some of his closest friends and family to his villa in Italy for two weeks to relax and recharge. Y/N was one of the first people he asked. One night during the trip, Harry and Y/N snuck away from the group; it was intentional on his end, because he had something he was dying to ask her.
As they sat on the moonlit beach shoulder to shoulder, their toes in the sand, Harry leaned over and bumped his shoulder against hers. “So, I’m going to be starting work on the new album soon.”
“Jesus Har, you’re not even finished with your recharge vacation and you’re already thinking about the next thing?” She chuckled.
“You know I can’t turn it off.” He said with a sheepish laugh. “But there’s actually a reason I brought it up… I’ve been thinking about the direction I want to take, and who I want to work with, and I was wondering if you’d want to produce it for me?”
Y/N lets out a loud bark of laughter, startling Harry. “Good one.”
“I’m serious.” He looks at her, and she can see that he really does mean what he says.
“Harry, I don’t have production experience on that level.” She says, still in shock. “I mean, unless this is like a lullaby album or something.”
Harry chuckles. “It’s not, but I know you can do it. I know your work, you’re so much more talented than you give yourself credit for. And sure, you haven’t got experience on my level, but you’re never going to get it if you don’t put yourself out there, who better to get the experience with than your best friend?” He says with a toothy, dimpled grin.
“Literally anyone else?” She teases.
“Hey,” he whines with a furrowed brow. “You know you love me.”
“Yeah yeah yeah.” The two of them are silent for a moment, while she lets his offer sink in. “You really want me to do this? You want me to be your producer?”
“That’s why I asked.” He scoffs. “But seriously, nobody knows me better than you, you understand me, you always push me when I need it, and you don’t take my shit. Imagine how that would translate to music. I think it could be something really amazing. Plus, we’d get to hang out a bunch.”
“Ugh… you were making a good argument until you mentioned spending that much time together.” She says sarcastically as she rolls her eyes.
“Hey,” Harry says in a serious tone. “If you don’t want to do it, just tell me. But I really can’t imagine taking the next step in my career with anyone else.”
She sighs and smiles softly at him. “I would really love to work with you, Harry. If you’re sure, let’s do it.”
His smile grows once again as he pulls her into a big hug. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
A few months later, the two of them embarked on their first collaboration, Harry’s fourth studio album, and it was an even better experience than either of them thought it would be. They knew each other so well, that they were perfectly in sync with every chord and every lyric. By the time they had a completed album, they were both confident that this was the best work of their careers.
They were so proud of what they had done that they didn’t care how it sold, or what the reviews said, they knew that they had created something magical and if they were the only two people that liked it, they couldn't care less. However, that wasn’t the case. The record was a hit; glowing reviews, great numbers, and the fans positively ate it up.
Harry and Y/N’s friendship was one that was well known, his fans would go crazy everytime they were seen together, the fandom was constantly shipping them. So when they found out that she was producing the record, it amped up the anticipation tenfold. As soon as it was released, they were combing the lyrics, and criticizing every background vocal and sound to find any clues about the true standing of the relationship. Of course, there was plenty of speculation, but the truth wasn’t anywhere near as exciting as the conspiracies and analysis. They were genuinely just two best friends with creative minds that made something amazing together.
Given the reception the album received, it was no surprise that, when award season rolled around, they received a generous amount of nominations. So here they were, in LA, sharing a hotel suite and preparing to attend the Grammy Awards.
As Y/N sat down to begin the hair and makeup process, Harry stepped out to go for a run to clear his mind. He was nervous about what the evening would hold. Partly for his performance, especially given the mistake at the beginning of his last Grammy appearance in 2023. He had insisted on extra rehearsal time, and extended the production meeting to make sure that everyone knew exactly what needed to happen and when. But more than that, he wanted this night to be perfect for Y/N. He had won awards before, but this was her first time being nominated. When they had first met, Y/N had told him about her dreams and one of the things she mentioned was the Grammys. He wanted this for her more than he did for himself. And although he knew she had matured in the last fifteen years, and valued more than just accolades and awards, if he could be the reason one of her childhood dreams came true, that would mean more to him than anything.
When Harry returned from his run, he saw Y/N sitting in the common area, her hair and makeup still being worked on. She locks eyes with him through the mirror.
“Hey, did the run help?” She asks.
Harry shrugs as he approaches her. “A little, still pretty nervous though.”
“What’s making you nervous? The nominations, or the performance?”
Harry thought about the best way to answer this question, he didn’t want to tell her that he was nervous for her. He knew that even though she was hiding it well, she was nervous too, and his nerves on her behalf would make hers worse. On top of that, Y/N was alway so sweet and empathetic, she would take it personally and see herself as the reason he was nervous and end up feeling bad. He didn’t want to put a damper on this night for her.
“Mostly the performance, I guess.” He finally responds.
She extends her arm out, wiggling her fingers in an invitation for him to take her hand. When he joins his hand with hers, she squeezes gently. “You’re going to be amazing. I’ve never seen you give a bad performance. You’re going to kill it, and I’m going to be right there in the crowd losing my shit for you, just like I always do.”
Harry laughs at her pep talk. “You know this is an industry thing, not a concert, right? People aren’t exactly going to be losing their shit in the audience.”
“Good, then it will be easier for you to notice me from the stage.” She looks over at him with a sweet smirk.
“Like I could ever miss you.” He scoffs, squeezing her hand.
“You’re showering before you get dressed, right?” She asks with an arched brow, lightning the mood.
“Not before I give you a big, sweaty hug…” He says, outstretching his arms and moving closer.
“Harry Edward,” she says in a warning tone. “I’m already forty-five minutes into getting ready, and still have at least thirty to go. I cannot start over.
“God, you’re such a girl…” He groans and kisses her on the cheek before going into the bathroom to shower.
While Harry showered, Y/N’s mind was racing. She’d known Harry long enough to know that there was more going on than just being nervous about the performance, but she wasn’t going to push him. She would just do everything she could to support and comfort him.
After his shower, Harry stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a robe just as Y/N’s hair and makeup was being finished. She stood from her chair, thanked her glam team and stepped up to Harry.
“We should just go like this, it would cause quite a stir.” She joked as they stood face to face in their matching bathrobes.
He smiles softly, still feeling the nerves flow through him.
“Hey, you’ve got this… we’ve got this.” She assures him. “Even if we don’t win, the album was amazing. We made something beautiful. If the academy sees that, great. If not, whatever, we don’t need them anyway.”
Harry smiles and pulls her into a hug. “Yeah, I know, I know. No matter what, I am so proud of what we did. It’s better than I even imagined it would be, and I owe all of that to you.”
She giggles as she pulls out of the hug. “I didn’t do anything. I just pushed buttons and bossed you around.”
Harry laughs loudly. “Two things you’re good at. Being bossy and pushing my buttons.” She gasps in mock outrage and slaps his chest playfully. “Seriously though, you brought my vision to life, and you did all the behind the scenes work to make sure it was the best album possible. You’re the biggest reason we’re here tonight.”
Y/N smiles shyly and blushes. “Oh come on…”
Harry smirks mischievously, he always found it hilarious when he’d make her blush. He decided to double down. “Well, whatever the outcome, at least I’ll have the cutest date in the room.” He wiggles his eyebrows playfully.
“God, you’re the worst.” She chuckles as her blush deepens. “I have to go put my dress on. You changing?”
Harry nods. “Yeah, I’ll do that now. Meet you back here in ten?”
“It’s a complicated dress, might need fifteen…”
“God,” he groans playfully. “Such a diva!”
Y/N sticks her tongue out at him and turns to go into her room to get dressed.
Twenty minutes later, Harry is pacing around in his suit, it’s a simple black suit with a gold silk shirt, unbuttoned enough to display the sparrows on his chest, and the butterfly across his abdomen. He steps up to her door and knocks gently as a reminder that they need to get going.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” She calls through the door.
A few moments later, she emerges in a long gown, made of the same golden silk as Harry’s shirt. Harry’s eyes go wide when he sees her. She looks stunning, the gown hugs her curves in all the right places, and compliments her skin tone perfectly.
Harry’s silence makes Y/N feel a little self conscious. She rarely dresses up, and when she does, she doesn’t usually pick things that put her body on display like this.
“Is it… do I look okay?” She asks tentatively.
“It’s stunning, Y/N.” Harry looks at her in awe. “You look so incredibly beautiful, like an angel…”
“Alright Har, come on…” she says bashfully as she drops her gaze.
“No, seriously. You clean up nice.” He chuckles, punching her on the arm playfully.
“Yeah, well you don’t look so bad yourself.” She looks him over, a small smirk appearing on her face. “Is this why you wanted me to work with your team to pick my outfit? So we would be matching?”
Harry chuckles and shrugs sheepishly. “Maybe…”
“You’re such a little pain in the ass.” She chuckles.
“Whatever, it was worth it.” He says, grabbing her wrist and positioning them in front of the full length mirror. “We look damn good”
“That we do.” She replies with a smile. She notices his expression grow more serious and furrows her brow. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I just… fifteen years…” He says wistfully. “We’ve had a hell of a run, you and I.”
“Well it’s not over yet!”
“No, I know. Will you just shut up and let me have a moment?” He says as he nudges her. “We’ve been through a lot together, and I can’t really express how much it means to be standing here with you right now. No matter what happens tonight, we’ve definitely already won.”
“Yeah, we have.” She sighs, wrapping her arm around his waist and pulling him into a side hug. “Now cut it out with all this mushy stuff, my makeup took way too long for me to start crying right now.”
Harry laughs and pulls her into a tight hug. “Alright, alright, we’ll save the mushy crying for later.” He gives her one last squeeze before pulling out of the embrace. “Ready to go?”
She nods and he leads her out the door and down the hallway to the elevator. As it makes its descent to the lobby, Y/N gets uncharacteristically quiet.
“You good?” Harry asks softly. “You seem quiet.”
She looks up at him, almost as if the sound of his voice broke her out of a trance. “Hmm? Yeah, sorry. I think the gravity of everything is finally hitting me. Like, it was all conceptual before, just words. But it’s real, we’re on our way to the Grammy awards… we’re nominated.”
Harry takes her hand, squeezing it gently. “I know. But you can’t worry about it, no more stressing out, okay? Tonight is our night, we just need to go out there and enjoy it.”
“Can I say one more mushy thing before we stop trying to make each other cry?”
Harry chuckles and nods, looking forward to hearing what Y/N has to say.
“I… when I decided I wanted to be a producer, my big thing was that I always told people I wanted to win Grammy awards. And I know we shouldn’t be defined by awards, but in an industry like this, you have to have some way to quantify or legitimize what you do to people who aren’t a part of it, and that was my way of doing it. I’ve been doing this for a long time, and this is the first time I’ve been nominated. I can’t tell you how glad I am that my first nomination is with you. It means the world to me that I can have this moment, share this milestone with my best friend. So thank you for letting me be a part of this album. You have no idea what it means to me.”
Harry is taken aback by Y/N’s words. While they were close, and shared everything, she would rarely be so open and vulnerable with her words. No matter what happened at the award show, that moment, right there in the elevator, would be the highlight of his night. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her close, burying his face in her neck.
“You have no idea what this means to me.” He mumbles against her neck.
“Okay, so no nerves then?” She asks, pulling out of his embrace. “Whatever happens tonight, we will always have this moment together, and that’s what matters.”
“Agreed.” Harry says, holding his hand out to shake hers. She giggles at the gesture and shakes his hand firmly.
After a short ride in the limo, Harry slips out of the car and extends his hand, helping Y/N out. They walk through security and up to the start of the red carpet. Harry turns to face Y/N, and she adjusts his jacket, making sure he looks picture perfect.
“Okay, go out there and smile big. I’ll see you on the other side.” She says like a proud mom, sending her son off to picture day.
“How’s my hair?” He asks cheekily.
She giggles and runs her hand through his hair. “Perfect.”
He winks and gives her a sly smirk before stepping out onto the carpet and posing for the cameras.
Y/N watches him take a few pictures, and once he moves on to the second pose position on the carpet, she turns to walk behind the step and repeat. Her arm is quickly grabbed by one of the producers. “You’re up.” He tells her.
“Oh no no no, I’m not walking the carpet.” Y/N insists.
“Are you nominated?” She nods, a slight panic on her expression. Y/N was a behind the scenes person, she didn’t step in front of the camera. “Then you walk the carpet.” He nudges her forward, and she finds herself standing on the first mark, posing awkwardly for the camera.
A few steps away, Harry’s gaze is traveling from camera to camera, out of the corner of his eye, he sees Y/N posing, he also sees the panic on her face. He quickly backtracks, coming up beside her and placing his hand on the small of her back.
“You okay?” He whispers softly.
“I didn’t know they were going to make me do the carpet…” She whispers nervously.
Harry keeps his hand on the small of her back, his fingers moving along the skin gently to soothe her. “I know, I know. But you’ve got this, I’m right here with you, we’re going to do this together, this is our night.”
She nods, feeling more comfortable with Harry by her side. The two pose together as they move down the carpet. Harry was completely in tune with Y/N’s emotions, and any time he’d feel her start to stiffen up or get nervous, he would whisper a joke or silly comment in her ear to loosen her up.
The photographers went crazy observing the chemistry between the two of them. Harry was aware what would be printed about them, and the status of their relationship, but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him in that moment was that nothing ruined this night for Y/N.
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Herseraphwings🕊️ 🌙✨ Pick A Card Debut
🌙✨ Itching to flex my divination skills without diving into YouTube, here I am! Just call me Alise. I'm a solo witch with clarsentient and claircognizant vibes, spreading messages through tarot and oracle cards. I've got all sorts of readings for you, except anything medical-related. Let's embark on a soulful journey of expansion and alignment together. Hit me up for some mystical insights! 🔮✨
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What Don't You See Coming?
*Disclamer: I offer tarot readings for entertainment and spiritual guidance purposes only. Please understand that the insights and interpretations provided are subjective and should not be substituted for professional advice or counseling. The responsibility to make decisions and take actions based on the readings lies solely with you. I am not liable for any consequences that may arise from your choices or actions following the reading. Remember, the future is not set in stone, and outcomes can be influenced by various factors and your own free will.*
Image #1:
Ace of Cups, King of Cups, 10 of Swords, The Hermit, Knight of Cups
What you don’t see coming is new chapter where you are aligned and fulfilled. I see that you have experienced the mental anguish that comes with negative beliefs & self talk- feeling as though the rug would be pulled from under your feet if you didn’t feel just a dash a pessimism that you disguised as realism. You could have struggled keeping your heart open and receptive to blessings and opportunities because your thoughts were hard to level and work through. When you identify with your personal thoughts and feelings too much, you truly see the world through that lens. However, I see that a period of introspection and spiritual adjustment has been setting you up or will set you up for a new chapter. You are truly letting go of hurt, ego, fear and anything else that clogs up your system with a heavy vibration. I see your light brightening as you weave harmony and resolution into your life. If you struggled with accepting love before, you won’t anymore. You’ll know that the core of your essence is love. If you felt like you had to play dirty games of the world for self preservation, you won’t anymore. You’ll know that everything you need comes from Source. Some of you may have literally gone over seas on a “Eat. Pray. Love” journey where no-one could find you, just so you could clear out the ego and align to your true self. Now you’ll get to receive opportunities and changes that will blow your mind.
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The Hermit, Ace of Swords, 9 of Pentacles, King of Cups, The Magician
You have been trying to manifest something BIG. It could be material abundance. You have been waiting and trying your hardest to manifest things the right way and the BEST and FASTEST way. I see that this is a manifestation that you believe will bring you complete satisfaction and even release you from a situation you’re tired of and ready to move away from. However, you may have been forced to be patient and struggling with the fear that it may not come to be. I see you trying to maintain clear thoughts and a high vibration, but your emotions are still so emotionally tied to the results. What you don’t see coming is that you aren’t going to receive the manifestation you want. The Creator is actually going to give you something even better, but you have to be willing to let go of your original idea. You may feel frustrated because I feel someone’s energy like “ I know I’m doing this right, why isn’t it happening?” And it’s just because the Creator has kind of high jacked things. It’s not a part of the sacred plan. It’s not for you. Something even better is coming, and you won’t see it coming because you’ll still be trying to figure out how to separate yourself from your attachment to the original outcome. You may be trying to manifest a lump sum to gain stability, but The Creator wants to give you a high paying job where you earn that lump sum overtime and then some, therefore creating lasting stability in your life. Do your best to surrender.
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8 of Cups, 5 of Cups, 4 of Pentacles, Page of Pentacles, 6 of Cups
If things have felt chaotic and conflicted recently for you, then what you don’t see coming is things finally regaining their balance in your life. Your faith has been challenged, and you may not see a clear path right now but try to consider the value of chaos. Every storm passes, and the tumultuous winds always blow away the parts of us that we discard to adapt so that we can reinvent ourselves. Some of you may have taken a step away from life because you knew that was the only thing you could control about your situation and it has served you well. Trust in the universe, because this period of chaos will end. I see the collective of this pile like a sturdy object on a shelf, immovable and stored away for winter. The Creator says that once you have recognized that some of these inconveniencing events are a direct result of unresolved past issues, you’ll be able to work through them quickly and bring balance back to your life. For some of you you’re dealing with money issues and might need to examine your past relationship with finances and lay the groundwork for better financial health. For other’s it could do with the way you treat yourself or trauma. It’s all lessons. You’ll move past them and come out even stronger.
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7 of Cups, 5 of Cups, Queen of Pentacles, 8 of Pentacles, 9 of Cups
You don’t see coming is that you are going to see the results of what you have been working hard towards! I see that you have started to doubt the goals you set for yourself regarding this manifestation of yours and it makes me feel for you, because I’m honestly in the same boat so I’m glad you came to this reading. You can trust that you had/have a good idea and that that idea is going to take you where you want to go. It looks like you have been thinking about giving up because you may not have reached certain goals when you wanted or some milestones may not have felt or appeared the way you imagined them to be. The Creator is showing me that you have been a little disillusioned about how fast your success was going to come, but that the level of success is going to be bigger than you thought. You just have to persevere and keep tending to those seeds you planted. Whatever you’re doing might position you as an authority. Congrats! JUST DON’T give up! The seeds you planted will bear fruit. Here is one thing to consider for the time being. You have received opportunities and surpassed certain milestones, but because of your unrealistic expectations at the time, you couldn’t see the bigger picture. You have already been successful! You are going to get the big wish you want, but can’t you see that these small steps are a part of that journey? Try to give yourself more credit.
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Comfort fic i wrote awhile ago (and need it rn ;w;) inspired by a convo w a friend in the server awhile back
Rated T | Warning: reader is a perfectionist and depression, anxiety, lack of sleep
“You need to sleep,” The maestro standing above you as he has literally dragged you from the study where you were starting to make small mistakes in your practice, he gave you a cut-off time and left to go get the wine he ordered for tomorrow after your performance but when he returned he found barely able to stand up straight and you making novice level mistakes.
“I need to get the last part right, something is missing!” You have been close to him like this before, both intimately, and just because you are rooming together so you are not blushing and shy, you are annoyed he stopped you! He leans over enough to hold himself up with one arm against the wall and his legs between yours giving you no room to escape him. “Please, maestro, I’m going to fail you.”
You must be delirious from lack of sleep these days, so focus on perfection and admit to not wanting to disappoint him. He is not your father, nor that joke of an instructor. No, he is your friend and maestro, currently, he is putting his weight on top of holding you close.
“Antonio!” Struggling, more like a baby fighting to sleep, before you give up and lay there, “Antonio.” His warmth and weight are soothing even though you want to go back to trying to fix your mistakes… You are so tired.
He hums a tune, one of the songs you first heard him play when he was drunk playing on the streets.
Paganini turns his body with you to have you both on your side, his nimble fingers rubbing your neck and back to ease the tension until you are completely relaxed.
The performance is beautiful, as to be expected as one trained by Antiono Paganini says your mother.
You say nothing, you only smile and give small replies to small conversations. The after party is making you nauseous and Antiono is talking to your mother.
You hide outside the rented space in the gardens, you need to breathe and your hand touches the cold water in the water fountain in the middle of the garden.
The music is distant, a buzz that lingers but far enough to settle yourself.
You sit on the edge of the fountain looking at the ground, touching your wetting hand, then shoes come to your view.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Antonio is there with a small plate with a slice of German chocolate cake he snuck out here for you.
“I messed up the ending of the solo.”
“You did fine, (Name).
You take the small dish but do not eat right away, “Only fine.”
“Experience will teach you more as you perform.” The violinist moves and sits beside you, “You have been hard on yourself as of late.”
“You aren't hard enough on me, maestro!” Upset, “That was embarrassing! I embarrassed you…” Yelling at him as you drop the plate as you turn your body toward him and grab him by his shoulders. “I have to be perfect. Like you. Like father—” Head down as you start tearing up, “I'm sorry, Antonio.” Pulling your hands away regretting the outburst.
The Violinist pulls you into his arms, squeezing you in his embrace, you make a sound of surprise before breaking down.
The party goes on, it was never really for you but for your mother to claim she supports you unlike your father. A way to gain favor with a rising star.
The royal orchestra sent you a letter inviting you to join them… You are nervous, Antonio seemed uneasy as he had been the one to read you the letter.
“You are a great violinist, (Name). A great musician in fact.” As you play other instruments in an attempt to be an all-rounder in the field of music. “I can tell you this but you have to believe in yourself as well.”
You nod in his chest, “Antonio,” Taking a deep breath, “Can we go home?”
“Of course, alunno.” The violinist lets go of you as you gather yourself and take a deep breath and fan your heated face.
“Thank you, maestro. For everything.”
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MHA Dr #3
Name: Apollo Kamiyama
Birthday: January 24th
Height: 5'7"
Appearance: Low-key just a pretty boy. Imma add some art breeder photos at the bottom for more visuals of like my facial features. I combined multiple ones into a few that I liked. But yeah, I'm really pretty and I have freckles and curly hair 😻😻 me and midoriya twinning 🫶🏾🫶🏾 scripted that I remind people of the actual God Apollo if he was a human on Earth
Backstory: This one is a very interesting backstory lol. Long story short, my parents were devoted worshippers of the Greek gods. To show their devotion, they allowed the gods to bless me, aka their first child. So I have the blessings of the gods, like Percy Jackson type blessings, as if I were their child. They named me Apollo in honor of the first god they worked with. But that's not all 😏. They wanted me to become one of the greatest heroes. I was born with no quirk, so they gave me an advanced version of my parents quirks with some blessings of course. And that's how you get the gamer system, but the version from the web novel "Solo Leveling". I was born in Nigeria, but moved to America and did school there. I moved to Japan to do highschool at UA of course 💪🏾💪🏾. Don't know if imma actually script siblings, I already have some here 😭
Quirk: My life is mostly like a RPG player. I have quests I receive from the 12 gods themselves and some others. I can do anything a RPG player can do. The gods can open gates like in the webnovel solo leveling which the Gods open the gates to help me get stronger, with mythical greek monsters too. After my first gate, which the Gods use to test me, I get the skill shadow extraction, like from solo leveling. Anytime I defeat a monster, I can resurrect them to join my army under my command. In the original they are black and blue, but I scripted them to white and gold. The gates that the gods spawn can only be seen by me, and if I want others to see them then they could. The blessings I got from the gods show up as passive skills in my system (This whole quirk makes more sense if you read up on the main character's power).
Voice claim: Probably more higher than I sound in my other realities. I scripted something around Kenma Asmodeus (obey me), and Milo thatch combined. Just soft, pretty and angelic. "I sound like a beautiful tune from the instruments that the God Apollo would perfectly play" quite literally from my script
Extra info-
here are all the blessings and what they actually do (I don't get them all at once. There are six I get first, then I get the rest later on. They can grow from there too)
Zeus ⚡- power to control all elements (I start with the 4 basics, before moving into Lightning, metal, etc.)
Hera 🦚 - blessed with a loving relationship in my family
Poseidon 🔱 - power to breath underwater and and summon water beings on command
Hades 💀 - (couldn't really decide on one from him. But just something not over the top.)
Aphrodite 🦪 - the gift of absolute beauty and power to uncover the emotions hidden deep in one's soul
Apollo ☀️ - blessed with the voice of an angel and the powers of healing. My smile is like a beacon of light and shall illuminate the darkest of nights and usher hope for anyone.
Artemis 🌙 - blessed with the instincts of the best hunter, when needed. I shall radiate with calming light, soothing the ones around me.
Athena 🫒 - blessed with the gift of knowledge and learning capabilities. I can solve any puzzles and learn anything very quickly.
Hephaestus ⚒️ - blessed with the ability to forge anything with the right materials. I know how to use any weapon.
Hestia 🔥 - blessed with the burning desire to bring justice and gifted with the eternal flame.
Hermes 🪽 - blessed with the ability to tell if a person is pure of heart and tell if they are lying. I have the movements of water and can build up to the speed of light.
Demeter 🌿 - blessed with the power to control plant life and animals. Anywhere I go, the place shall prosper
Dionysus 🍷 - blessed with the ability to create anything only when in need. I can always find food
Ares ⚔️ - blessed with the power to solve any crisis and instill chaos when needed.
i have a more androgynous beauty in this Dr. Got a lot of beauty from Aphrodite of course 🙏🏾
I can also communicate with the gods as well and they come like little inboxes in my gamer systems.
I might script that we are rich, but just depends on how I'm feeling.
I have the same skills from the other drs obviously.
Welp that's it for this reality. This is also a really good way to reconnect with myself in my other realities too. Below are the art breeder pics of me. One more to gooo
-Honey out 🍯🍯🍯
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