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happyk44 · 8 months

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actually annabeth joining luke's army as a double agent for chb but percy doesn't know this so he just thinks alright and grabs grover and hooks it over there bc annabeth does what she wants and he knows there's no convincing her otherwise bc she's a stubborn ass and also ares fucking sucks so as far as percy's concerned the gods can suck it based on that alone

grover is just ??? bc he does NOT want to be over here and percy's just like "look, we can't convince annabeth to not be part of monster army, so the only option is to be part of it ourselves" and annabeth walks in on them trying to join (or rather percy trying to join for both of them and grover looking on the verge of tears) and she's just ??? bc what the fuck percy why are you two here

whole time percy is going on a rant about ares and how he sucks and how he's pretty sure the god has abused clarisse ("maybe we should get clarisse to sign up with us") because no one believes that he wants to join luke's army and they just thinkk he wants to spy on them so he's trying to show that he thinks gods (well at least one god) is a total ass and can get obliterated and percy will be happy to do that bc he did it once before, he can totally do it again! and if they get clarisse she can deliver the final blow as an FU

someone asks why grover's there and percy is like "um. he's my best friend? he has to come with me? what, you think I'm gonna fucking fight my best friend? are you stupid?"

meanwhile grover is having the worst panic attack of his life. like why is this how he discovers percy has no morals. couldn't it be something smaller like putting french fries in a strawberry milkshake?

and annabeth is resisting the urge to start screaming and now she's gotta vouch for percy and her vouch for percy is basically "if it came to saving me and grover or a bus full of people about to plunge into the atlantic, percy would save us, no hesitation" and everyone's like "jesus christ, the hell is wrong with this kid" because like maybe they're on the side of a cannibalistic titan but they're not fucking evil

ofc once they're let into the group, annabeth drags them both to the side and wrings percy a new one for fucking up her double agent plans and they're both whisper-arguing bc it's not his fault he didn't know she didn't really shack up with the enemy, but like fuck off percy, you didn't have to follow me here! why the hell would you choose to come here, were you going to try and kidnap me and bring me back to camp by force??

and percy is just like "yes that is 100% what i was going to do, i was definitely not joining with the intent to be by your side and blow up olympus because i'd rather destroy the world than fight my friend" and grover turns to annabeth and is just "he's fucking lying" "yeah i know"

anyway grover is released as a double agent for the monster army (but actually for CHB) bc the idea is that he can help them get more demigods to their side as a searcher being sent out to grab kids and he's mentally banging his head bc NOW he has to figure out how to get unclaimed demigods safely to camp without making it look like he took them there on purpose and if it looks like he defected back to CHB, they'll probably kill annabeth and maim or imprison percy and good gods, percy i hate you so much rn

percy? idk. it's past summer so he just goes home and luke is like "bro you can't just fucking leave" "um no offense luke but if you try to stop me from going home to my mom who i love more than life itself i will legit eat you" and then he goes home

come december, grover is calling percy up like "hey i found these fucking powerful ass kids, plz help me get them to camp without making it look like i got them there on purpose" and so they gotta loop annabeth in who's just mentally banging her head and cursing percy out over this whole thing as she strategizes a way to get the army there but have them fuck up so badly it would look super suspicious if grover just shoved them over

so first she yells at percy then she makes grover call thalia up so she can help him and it'll be okay 'cause she's in the same area as him so it won't look suspicious, it'll just seem like camp sent her in with him, like they do sometimes when there's dangerous monsters that a satyr might not be able to handle by themselves.

and then she makes percy go with them as support for grover's "nefarious" deeds since thalia's there. and it's a whole fucking thing, and mentally she's just like "oh thank fuck" when artemis and the hunters show up.

they retreat back to wherever the monster army was at this time (not the boat, but like idk. atlas' post? were they all chilling there or was it just luke and some ppl being assholes and everyone else was still on the boat, i can't remember) and curse their loss of two powerful and clueless demigods, only for percy to call annabeth up a couple hours later like "hey, remember those kids from a couple hours ago with the manticore and the hunters and everything"

"percy it was two hours ago, ofc i remember it, my memory isn't as shit as yours" "right right, you're elephant" "oh my- why are you calling me!!" "oh yeah. uh. well. they're kinda in my house" "what??" "yeah they're sitting right across from me. my mom's giving them some hot chocolate."

"how the hell?"

"i have no clue. they also have no clue. they just, uh, didn't feel safe at camp, bc grover was being weird about trying to save them. which, um, yeah, makes sense. and they don't like thalia because her spear scares them 'cause they don't like lightning. and also the girl said the hunters keep trying to convince her to join them which is freaking her out, so they didn't want to stay at camp. and then suddenly they were in my house."

"..."

"what do i do?"

this time annabeth bangs her head physically on the closest wall. and somewhere in the fine forests of new york, grover is banging his head on the nearest tree, both of them unified in their feelings of "for fucks sake percy i hate you so much rn"

#this is just a total nonsense stream of consciousness #and no before you ask i still have not eaten #happy talks pjo #in this au bianca doesn't join the hunters because. well i don't want her to #but also bc of my artemis told the hunters to kill bianca and nico bc she knew who they were and needed them to die theory #and bianca obvi felt that energy and since annabeth didn't get captured by the monster army she's not as freaked out #and desperate to rely on the safety of the first god she meets #plus grover thinks artemis is the coolest thing ever and bianca does not trust grover rn so like she's not gonna trust the goddess either #lmao percy sitting across from his cousins and thinking why does this feel familiar and then suddenly hades appears and he's like oh right

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vandal-flower · 9 months

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Forged Contracts

Ror men with a male s/o who was the god of contacts and faked their death to become mortal.

Requested Characters: Poseidon, Hades and Buddha.

Warnings: Faking one's death.

Notes: Basically Zhongli.

Poseidon

First of all. Why?

He questions you on why you would do such a thing. You abandoned god hood in favor of being a human? To test your people?

Trying to reason with this man becomes harder every time you try. He constantly shuts you down, basically interrogating you.

When he finally listens to your reason, he gives you a weird look, but ends it that.

When other deities try to mock you for your actions, he comes in your defense.

Saying at least you have some pride and know when to admit your mistakes, unlike them, pieces of filth.

He may not look like it, but he genuinely loves you. Doesn't approve your decision, but understands.

"Even if you under the disguise of a mortal, maintain your pride."

Hades

Like his your brother, he is confused.

Why did you, of all gods, abandon your duties? You're the god of contracts for Heaven's sake!

Unlike Poseidon, he listens to your reasoning, giving you a chance to defend yourself.

In the end, there's nothing he can do other than accept what happened. He can't change the past or predict the future.

Even if someone tries to insult or shame you for your actions, they end up regretting it after realizing you're Hades' s/o.

Even if you may feel bad about your actions, he supports you and makes sure you're all right.

Also, he wants to get some help from you to form some...business deals with some of the gods.

"As the former god of contracts, can you show me some tips and tricks for someone to willingly sign a contract?"

Buddha

My guy here doesn't question you about why you faked your death.

He understands why you did it. To test your followers, abandon god hood, give humanity a chance to fend for themselves.

He is sure it was a hard decision for you, I mean, you love your followers despite their mistakes.

He much rather listen to your stories about your life as a god than the things that make you guilty. He knows how it upsets you.

However, he is proud of your ability to still remain among your people.

If anyone dares to even try to insult you, he always stands up for you. He is a chill guy, but doesn't tolerate nonsense.

Either way, he's pretty okay about it.

"Anyways, can you tell more about that monster you fought a thousand years ago?"

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#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv poseidon #ror poseidon #snv hades #ror hades #snv buddha #ror buddha #vandal-flower

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seaslugfanclub · 6 months

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Time In the Spotlight

“(Y/N) dear, what’s gotten into you?” Captain Hook spoke for the room, filled with his fellow villains, who all shared the same looks of frustration and confusion.

They had all just finished with that claustrophobic group photo, their cheeks still hurting from forced smiles, when (Y/N) wormed their way into the dispersing crowd, asking all the villains to follow them.

“Yeah kid, I’ve been surrounded by enough people for a lifetime, if I have to hear any more singing I’m going to scream.” Hades added, picking his ear as if he could get the song physically out of his head.

(Y/N) had managed to wrangle everyone into a spare auditorium in the studio that was usually reserved for tours. They had even taken the time to thaw out Hans, who still had one of (Y/N)’s spare jackets wrapped around him.

Sensing the crowds impatience, (Y/N) gave a crooked grin.

“I know, I know! Sorry!! This won’t take long, but that’s kinda the reason I brought you all here.”

Looking around at the Villains confused looks, they elaborate, pulling out their phone.

“I thought it’d be nice if there was a photo taken of all you guys alone. Disney wouldn’t be anywhere without its villains, y’know? Give everyone their own time in the spotlight”

The room fell silent, surprise painted usually stoic demeanors.

“You’re not fucking with us, right?” Rourke called out, not used to being acknowledged.

(Y/N) shook their head, motioning to their phone,

“I know it’s not fancy like Goofys, but I promise I won’t drop it.”

A beat of silence passed, until a raggedy fox spoke up, “Well who are we to deny our audience!? Gideon step closer to me.” Honest John pulled his cat companion closer to him. That seemed to break everyone out of their shock, chuckles filling the auditorium as villains began to preen and prop. (Y/N) even helping Ratigan find a spot where he wouldn’t be overlooked, much to his delight.

After a couple minutes of getting situated, all the villains found their desired spots. The humans in one group and animals in another, with Chernabog looming above them all.

(Y/N) stood in front of them all, phone raised to their eye.

“Alright everyone, on the count of three!”

“One!”

Hades drooped his arm around Jafar with a grin, Jafar only huffing in annoyance.

“Two!”

Honest John removed his hat, his hand sneakily drifting towards King Johns back pocket.

“Three!”

Queen Grimhilde stood proudly, her lips slightly upturned.

(Y/N)’s phone flashed, a small click following as they took the photo, their own smile painted their face.

Everyone left their spots to crowd around (Y/N)’s phone, some complimenting the photo while some criticized their poses. But the air was light (as light as villains could be)

“Ugh, I blinked!!”

“Nonsense DeVille, you looks fine.”

“Look at us, we look great!”

“No one looks greater than Gaston! But yes, it’s a fine picture”

“Has anyone seen my wallet?”

Through the voices a hand was placed on top of (Y/N)’s shoulder, turning around their eyes met with Hades grin.

“But really babe, thanks.”

(Y/N) smiled up at him, already planning on finding the closest printer.

#disney #disney x reader #disney imagine #disney villains #disney ursula #disney jafar #disney hades #tgmd #self insert #honest john #once upon a studio

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libby-for-life · 28 days

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I have an idea for adam is demeter au.

And before we go anywhere. Basically, lucifer is yandere for adam, and I went for the version of where persephone loved hades or something. Remember, there are multiple versions of the story. I just picked one that was the best for this.

So basically, at the hotel with zeus, hades, lucifer, and the others.

They are just talking about whatever you talk about. When zeus starts bragging.

Zeus: You know I am not scared of anything

Hades: Oh, not this nonsense again

Zeus: Yes, it is true that nothing can hurt us and we killed our father

Charlie: Wait, you killed your father a god!?!?

Zeus: yep!

Hades: How did we get here in this type of conversation!

Zeus: Well, as i would love to talk about how amazing I am, I got a date in 20, so let hurry up

Lucifer: Don't you have a wife?

When all a sudden the door is kicked open

Zeus: ohhh shit-

Adam: oh zeus you have a lot of nerve for letting my daughter get kidnapped!

(Adam is wearing a hood, so nobody can see his face. Why? Because for shock points later on and a nod to his exorcist mask)

Zeus who sweating and looking sacred: Well dear, we all know it was gonna happen. I just speed up the process.

Adam: Oh, now you are getting it.

Adam ran at zeus and started to fight him.

Hades who just pale looking around the hotel to either hide or run.

Persephone walk out a room with niffty

Persephone: mom, what are you doing!

Adam: oh my baby

Adam runs and hugs persephone. Adam hood is still up so nobody see his face just yet.

Persephone: well mom you okay.

Adam: Yes, sweetie.

Persephone: I have so much to tell you. So the king of hell and his daughter, I think, own this hotel, so hades decided to take us here. And the check the place. The king name is lucfier, and he decided to adopt me or something, but then zeus showed up soooo this little creature named niffty took me, and she made me a bug crown.

Adam: wait hades!

Adam turned around and saw a pale hades hidden behind the pot of plants next to what seemed to be a bar with two people, a cat, and a tall spider.

Before adam could rip off his head. Persephone stopped him.

Persephone: please mom I love him

Adan: fine! Because out of his brother's I respect him the most.

Persephone: yay!

Persephone run up to a pale hades.

Persephone: we getting married!

After everything went down, Adam took down his hood.

Adam: Sorry everyone, I would have done it earlier, but I had to kick zeus butt and the hood made me more scary.

Lucifer is being shocked that he met with the crush he had back in Eden that total wasn't yandere.

Hades had never felt more terror in his life.

Lucifer is just thinking of all the ways he can get Adam to stay. Permanently. He wasn't going to lose him again.

#hazbin hotel #adamsapple #yandere lucifer #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #send asks #greek mythology

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amphitriteswife · 3 months

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💸🎰Love💞casino 💸🎰

Excuse the bad writing alr

♠️♦️♣️♥️

A story where a certain ocean god goes to a Casino only to find a special surprise…

Pussydon the nutbuster’s pov:

The gods decided to have a boy’s night. Ofcourse Zeus brought up the idea to go to a casino. Hades had declined and said that he would rather go do something fun with his wife. Poseidon and Adamas decided to go with Zeus’ idea. They decided to go to Japan since Zeus had heard that there was a special underground casino in Osaka. So off they went.

When they entered the building it looked like a rather normal work place. A man with slicked black hair and glasses led them underground. When they entered they immediately noticed that there were a lot of people. Zeus immediately tried to get with one of the waitresses but they politely declined . He didn’t think much of it and tried the other waitresses but they also declined his offer as they think that he’s a old creep. This made him very humiliated and frustrated. ‘Why won’t have a night with me! Let me speak to the person in charge of this casino!’ Zeus said a bit annoyed considering that waitresses in most casinos usually did what the customer wanted. ‘You’re making a ruckus.’ Poseidon said catching the attention of the beautiful carps who were in an aquarium placed in the walls. The man who led them underground said that they would need to go to the back if they wanted to speak to the person who was in charge, after Zeus had his ramble Adamas decided to drag him and Poseidon along who was still interested in the fishes.

‘How may i help you today?’ A lady in a dark red suit asked, wearing a kabuki mask. ‘What is this nonsense!’ Zeus asked her showing her his frustration. The lady simply smiled and asked him what he was referring to. ‘Why did those waitresses reject me?!’ Zeus asked not used to people saying no to him. ‘My staff is allowed to choose who they spend the night with. They don’t have to do so simply because the customer wants a night with them.’ The lady answered still smiling. ‘Then you’ll lose costumers.’ Poseidon chimed in. ‘Are you referring to yourselves? I really don’t care if you leave. All these people in the building are my regular customers. I won’t feel sad if a few people who refuse to follow my rules threaten to leave.’ The lady answered laughing at Poseidon. ‘Then let’s make a deal.’ Poseidon suggested getting annoyed by the lady. ‘A deal? Why would I do that?. We are not business managers. We are gamblers.’ The lady said signaling that they should follow her.

When they entered the room they all looked around. The room was full of games. They had a pool table, mahjong, cards, a roulette, board games, even video games and many more. ‘Who would like to go first?’ The lady asked confidently. ‘I’ll go.’ Poseidon answered. This lady was getting on his nerves. ‘Do you have a preference?’ The lady asked him. ‘No, you may choose.’ Poseidon said giving her the advantage of choosing a game. He’ll win no matter what game she’ll choose. ‘Then…..How about Cho-han?’ The lady asked Poseidon still smiling at him mischievously as her mask only covered her eyes. ‘Alright.’ Poseidon answered. ‘We’ll need a dealer though’ the lady said. ‘I will ask a waiter to be our dealer.’ She replied walking to the door. ‘You will not.’ Poseidon said sternly grabbing her wrist. ‘Please refrain from touching me.’ The lady said immediately dropping her smile and glaring at Poseidon from out her mask. Poseidon released her wrist with a hint of annoyance. ‘I suggest that one of my brothers will be our dealer.’ Poseidon said. ‘I disagree. How about we let someone we both know be our dealer?’ The lady suggested. ‘What do you mean?’ Poseidon asked confused. He had never seen this lady before. How could she possibly suggest that when they both don’t even know each other. Just when Poseidon was about to disagree a person walked in wearing also wearing a kabuki mask. ‘And you say we both know the dealer.’ Poseidon said crossing his arms. ‘Please sit down.’ The dealer asked as they both sat down. ‘Please remove your mask for us.’ The lady asked the dealer. The man removed his mask and put it on the table. All the three brothers where shocked to see who it was. ‘What are you doing here?…’ Adamas asked. ‘Hey! Let us win alright!’ Zeus said with a smile.’ ‘You said you would spend time with your wife…Hades.’ Poseidon said furrowing his brows. ‘My wife works works her…and so do I, little brother.’ Hades smirked as he turned his head to look at the lady.

‘Shall we begin?’ Hades asked. ‘The rules are simple. I will put 2 dices in this cup and shake. The moment i put the cup down faced on the table you will say Cho ( even) or Han (odd). The person who has guessed 3 right is the winner. ‘Are you ready?’ Hades asked already putting the dices in the cup. ‘What will you bet?’ The woman asked Poseidon. ‘ 3 thousand.’ Poseidon answered wanting to play already and get this over with. ‘5million.’ The woman said. ‘What?!’ Poseidon said standing up from his seat. How could she bet so much on this childish game?!. ‘Poseidon….please sit down.’ Hades asked his little brother. ‘Don’t worry Poseidon, you got this! Adamas said showing his support. ‘Ofcourse i got this!’ poseidon replied arrogantly. ‘Yeah! Besides we came here to spend money so don’t worry!’ Zeus said cheering on him. ‘10 million.’ Poseidon said. The woman smiled in response. ‘Alright then…’ Hades smirked abs then shook the cup. ‘Round 1!’ Hades said putting the cup down faced on the table. ‘Even or odd?’ Hades asked both of the players. ‘Odd.’ Poseidon replied not breaking eye contact with the woman in front of him. ‘Even.’ The woman said also not breaking eye contact while still remaining her signature smirk which Poseidon found familiar. Hades lifted the cup. The dices both landed on 6. ‘Even. This round goes to our Lady.’ Hades said in amusement. ‘ Round 2.’ Hades said shaking the cup again and placing it down faced on the table again. ‘Even or odd?’ Hades asked again. ‘Odd’ poseidon answered. ‘Even.’ The woman said leaning back on her chair. Hades lifted the cup. ‘7. Odd wins.’ Hades said chuckling. ‘Thats right! Just one more Poseidon! You’re gonna win this.’ Adamas and Zeus cheered. By the time the cheering calmed down Hades had already shook the cup and placed it on the table. ‘Even or odd?’ Hades asked once again. ‘Even.’ Poseidon answered. ‘Odd.’ The woman answered smirking while still looking at Poseidon. Hades lifted the cup once again. ‘4. Lady in red won.’ Hades answered smirking as he found this very amusing. ‘You cheated!’ Zeus said not pleased with the outcome. ‘Let’s do it again!’ Zeus said now wanting to play pool with her to prove that they can beat her. ‘Our game isn’t finishes yet.’ The lady said to him not appreciating her game getting interrupted. Hades nodded at her as she sighed and turnes to him. ‘Alright then.’ The woman answered.

They had played almost every game there was and she beat almost all of them. ‘You owe me 45 million.’ The woman said to them. All the three brothers knew they didn’t have that kind of money. ‘We can’t pay you…’ Poseidon admitted. ‘That’s strange.’ The woman replied looking Zeus deep in the eyes. ‘Because you’re little brother here also owes me 23 million from all my other casinos.’ The woman said now looking at Poseidon. ‘You own more casinos? Adamas asked. ‘Yes. Two in Japan, one in Korea and another one in Italy.’ The woman replied dropping her smile and now glaring at the brothers. ‘Hey….go easy on them.’ Hades said feeling a bit conflicted now as he still didn’t want anything bad to happen to them. ‘I know that you’re trying to safe them Hades, but this isn’t the first time this has happened.’ The woman replied looking back at Hades and then turning her gaze to Poseidon. ‘You.’ The woman said pointing at Poseidon. ‘You look like you would be worth a bunch. If you can’t pay me I’ll gladly have him.’ The woman said looking into Poseidon’s eyes. ‘I’m not for sale.’ Poseidon said trough his teeth. ‘Oh but you are. You can’t pay me. You’re in my dept. I practically own you.’ The woman said to poseidon a bit flirty. ‘You wench! Do you know who you’re talking to?!’ Poseidon said absolute furious. ‘Ofcourse i know who i’m talking to, King of the seas.’ The woman said calmly while her smirk grew. ‘I’m a God! And you’re just some stupid mortal!’ Poseidon said through gritted teeth. ‘This would work when if we were in the seas. But right now we aren’t in your world Poseidon, but in mine.’ The woman said pridefully as she still had her signature smirk on her face, a smirk Poseidon knew yet remained on the tip of his tongue. ‘Take it off.’ Poseidon spat the woman. ‘Why would I?’ She questioned him making him even more angry. Poseidon snatched the mask and to his utter shock he couldn’t believe his eyes. ‘Even if we were in the seas…I would have equal rights as you, my King.’ The woman took her wig off revealing her wavy, watery hair. ‘Amphitrite?…’ Poseidon said, voice low and soft from the surprise. ‘All of you can go.’ You said dismissing them and turning your attention to Poseidon. ‘Not you, you’ll stay.’ You said smirking as what you would to to him.

Shit was in my draft since last year cuh💀 ignore the bad ahh writing

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thinkingfandoms · 6 months

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An accurate list of the best movies I've ever seen

This list also includes reasons that are all too objective and nonsensical. Avoid asking too many questions. And share what you think in the comments!

Hercules

Hercules is probably my favourite Disney movie. And I also think that's where my interest in Greek mythology started. Hades is my favorite villain from this company and he's such a mood.

The Prince of Egypt

Oh dear you don't know how much I love this movie. I know every song by heart and was lucky enough to sing them with my choir. I'm a big fan of animation and despite how old is this movie, I think it remains one of the best ever produced. I cried more times over this movie than over all the others on this list combined.

Friends & Family

I only discovered this film this year but it quickly became one of my favorites. I have never laughed for so many consecutive minutes at a movie. I approached it because it's unusual to see a gay mob-themed movie, but I immediately fell in love with all the characters and the final scene remains one of the most comic I have ever seen.

Treasure Planet

I have a soft spot for animated films about great adventures and self-discovery. Jim has been my only animated crush for years, and his story has always resonated with something inside of me (maybe the desire for adventure and his recklessness, idk). Plus, of course, "'I'm Still Here" is one of the most beautiful soundtracks ever created.

Howl's Moving Castle

One of the first films I saw by Studio Ghibli and my absolute favourite. The love stories created by this Studio are always wonderful, and this one is no different. Plus I always saw myself in Sophie (especially about the crush on Howl) and, well, there's Calcifer, what more do you want?

Les Choristes

Another thing I love: movies about music. It may be that I've been playing an instrument for years and singing in choirs, but I've always cried watching kids rediscover a new side of themselves through music and songs. And these songs are composition's masterpieces. I still remember them all by heart even though French isn't my native language.

A Christmas Carol

I'm slightly obsessed with this story, with Charles Dickens and with Christmas. I was born on Christmas Eve so you can imagine how close this theme is to my heart. I have seen several versions of this story though, and for some reason, this one remains my favourite. It may be that it's different from other more colourful versions and really shows the darkness behind the original story, idk.

How to Train Your Dragon

I literally grew up with this saga: I was 8 years old at the first film, 12 at the second and 17 at the third. I watched Hiccup grow up with me as a friend and Toothless as a fellow adventurer. I'll forever be grateful to Dreamworks for creating the best-animated saga that cinema has ever seen.

The Three Musketeers

This movie is so random that it's perfect. I watched it again recently (after like 8 years) and realized that maybe my daddy issues come from this movie: Luke Evans, Orlando Bloom and the freaking Mads Mikkelsen together, seriously? I'm not surprised it was one of my favourite movies growing up.

A Monster in Paris

The love I have for this film is enormous. I could never get over the beauty of the songs in it. The characters are so well written and Francœur will always be in my top animated characters. It's too amazing to be real.

Rise of the Guardians

I could talk for hours about this film and have not even touched the tip of the iceberg. I have an insane obsession with all the characters, starting with and especially Jack, my top animated crush for years. It's all so perfect that I don't see how people never nominate it when it comes to top animated movies.

The Hobbit

Again, I have serious problems with films about fantasy adventures. I have always preferred The Hobbit saga to its sequel because the story has always fascinated me more. And the main character especially: for me Bilbo >>>> Frodo. And then there's Thorin and Luke Evans. You know, daddy issues.

Mune: Guardian of the Moon

Another French animated movie, another obsession, another adventure, another animated character in my top. This is an example of how to do good animation. There isn't a colour out of place. The settings are authentic, the characters are original, and the adventure they make gets me every time.

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

I'm maybe a Muggle, but I prefer Fantastic Beasts to the Harry Potter saga. That's not to say it's better, mind you, but it reflects me more. We all know how we Hufflepuffs (and Ravenclaws) have no real representation in the HP movies, so to be able to have at least one prequel saga starring a Hufflepuff (in which I also find myself far too much) as the protagonist is wonderful. And I have an unhealthy urge to become a magizoologist.

The Greatest Showman

It's the movie I have watched the most of these. I know every song by heart and every line too. It always manages to be a roller coaster of emotions. And it has Hugh Jackman in it.

The Boy Foretold By The Stars

I'm a big supporter of the Philippine's film company. This is one movie is gentle, funny, and not based on the usual drama between Christianity and LGBT+ people (which is what I thought when reading the plot at first). Moreover, another underrated thing, the Philippines' music company here has thrown in masterpiece after masterpiece of songs, perfect for this movie.

Bros

This is my top comfort film in the last year. It's like watching a Hallmark movie but hotter, much more sincere and gay. Very gay. And the relationship between the two main characters is so cute and sweet. And funny.

Top Gun: Maverick

I love this saga but especially love this particular chapter. I love Maverick and his relationship with Rooster, and all the other characters are so well-written. And don't get me started on the story... I LOVE it. There isn't much else to say except that Cruise is a great actor (and a terrible person).

Glass Onion - Knives Out

I love my silly little gay detective. And I have a little passion for movies and mystery series. I found this saga's chapter more compelling than the first one, and the characters gripped me more. Also I fell in love with the setting. Oh and then there are Daniel Craig and Hugh Grant.

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happy Easter. <3 I'm the anon who kicked the door the other day :D ANDDDD the petit reader x gods fic HOLY MOLY got me on my knees, I NEED TO SEE THAT WITH OTHER GODS, please please please, like Buddha and hades, pleaseeee. 😩😩😩😩😩

-You were a petite little goddess, being only a minor flower goddess, but you never seemed to let your size get your way.

-You were a fierce warrior in your own right, using a whip made of briars, so you weren’t a pushover, not by any means.

-Here lately you’ve been the butt of a lot of jokes regarding your darling husband, others, mainly goddesses but a few gods, asking how you handle him in the bedroom.

-Some had been a bit cruel to you, asking you if you could even satisfy them due to your petite size, which has left you feeling not only upset, but rather self-conscious as well.

-He noticed you pouting in bed when he entered your shared bedroom, raising an eyebrow, seeing you hugging his pillow tightly to your chest.

-He sat beside you and reached out, brushing your hair out of your face, “Wanna tell me what’s got you upset?”

-Your eyes shifted to him for a moment before you sat up, putting his pillow down and sat up on your knees, “Are you happy being with me?”

-Your bold question made his eyes widen, only for a moment, “What brought this on?”

-Your eyes fell, sliding to your rear, looking a bit ashamed, almost embarrassed, “Am I good- umm… do I- do I satisfy you, in bed I mean?”

-He was even more surprised by this question, a small grin appearing on his face, which made you upset, “Of course you satisfy me, Y/N. Now tell me, who’s got you thinking this nonsense?”

-You bit your bottom lip lightly, annoyed as you thought he wasn’t taking this seriously.

-He noticed that you didn’t think this was a silly thing, you were genuinely upset about this, which made his eyes narrow, as he knew someone had said something.

-Your cheeks puffed up in a pout and you lunged, surprising (God) as you easily pinned him down on his back, sitting across his waist, “Fine! I’ll prove it to you that I can satisfy you!”

Buddha

-He grinned slightly up at you, seeing your determination to prove this to him, he wanted to just roll you over and cuddle you senseless to help you get rid of these thoughts in your mind. He made a mental note to find out who had been upsetting you, as nobody upsets you, as he relaxed, letting you do as you please.

-Had he known you were so sadistic, he would have taken control when he was still able to move his arms, as you had bound them together with your whip, the dull thorns giving him just the slightest bit of pain as you sucked the tip of his cock, making him throw his head back.

-Having just forced two orgasms out of him, he was so sensitive, and now you were overstimulating him with your kitten licks.

-He bucked his hips up, part of him wanted more, he wanted to be inside you, while the other was begging you to stop.

-Your soft giggle made a chill run up his spine as you sat up, your hand wrapping around his length, stroking him slowly.

-You smiled down at him, seeing him huffing harshly, mouth open, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead, “You look so good like this my love~ I may have to do this more often.”

-He bucked his hips up into your hand, clenching his teeth, “You can do what you want just let me fuck you!”

-His words made your self-confidence soar, but his eyes widened as your smile morphed into a smirk, evil flashing across your eyes, “Hmm~ why should I?”

-He paled up at you, terrified that you were going to torture him some more, before you smiled, quickly moving to straddle him, “Next time~”

-He threw his head back as you sank down on top of him, your own moan mixing with his, sharp little gasps of pleasure escaping your lips before you lifted your hips to slam back down.

-Your pace was tortuously slow, making Buddha writhe beneath you, trying to buck up into you, but your hands were on his chest, keeping him held down.

-Your fun was interrupted when he snapped your vines with ease, losing his temper and he immediately sat up and pulled you down hard before bucking harshly up into you.

-Your nails dug into his shoulders as you let out a cry of pleasure, followed by several more as your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

-His eyes were focused on making this end, needing a breather, for a bit at least and his rough pace quickly had you coming undone, crying out around him as he made sure you were fully seated as he pumped you full, spilling out easily.

-He was gasping hard, hugging you to him as your hands wound in his hair, clutching at him, panting heavily.

-He dared not to move, fearing he wouldn’t be able to, but slowly he did, first his head, pressing a kick to your neck, then to your cheek, then your lips.

-His forehead rested against your own as he closed his eyes, “I can’t feel my legs.” Your giggle made him grin before you slowly tried to untangle yourselves to clean up.

Hades

-His hand lifted to cup your cheek, smiling up at you softly, seeing the fire and determination in your eyes, he knew you were doing this because you were upset, someone had said something, as he knew you were a very confident person. He grinned, letting you pin his arms down to the side, letting you take control.

-He swallowed hard, trying to keep his hands on the bed, one of the orders you gave to him, as you slowly bobbed your head up and down his shaft, the pace torturous, he wanted nothing more than to grab your head and face fuck you, the thought alone nearly made him cum.

-He looked down at you, your name barely a whisper on his lips and you peeked up at him

-He saw the corners of your mouth tilt up in a smile before you swallowed deeply, relaxing your throat to take him as deep as you could.

-He groaned loudly, his head tilting back and his back arching just slightly as you bobbed deeply, hollowing your cheeks as you went, sucking his soul from his body.

-When you pulled away with a wet pop, he huffed deeply, his chest rising and falling rapidly but he was given no time to think as your hand wrapped around him as far as it would go and began to pump him at a fast pace.

-You smiled down at him, moving to straddle his legs, just below his cock, he struggled to make eye contact with you, as when he would try you would give him a harder squeeze, taking his breath away.

-When he finally came undone you smiled, letting him rest, slowly stroking him through his orgasm; his eyes felt like they had crossed, only for a moment, when he fell over the edge.

-When Hades caught his breath you immediately stole it away from him as he looked up at you, seeing you licking his cum from your fingers, meeting his eyes. He swallowed when your devilish tongue poked out again, licking your lips and you couldn’t help but smirk down at him.

-You lowered your body to lay on his, his cock hardening against your belly as your nails trailed over his nipples, “You were so good for me, my love. So good~ do you think you can cum for me again like that?”

-He instantly snapped, lunging up and easily manhandling you to quickly have you on your hand and knees before shoving your head down into the mattress.

-You went to protest but the only thing that came out was a long moan as he fisted his cock, quickly entering your soaked pussy with a hiss himself.

-He gave you no chance to adjust and began to jackhammer into you, pounding you into the bed.

-Your voice was shaky as you cried out his name, your hands stretching out to clutch the blankets in front of you.

-One of his hands slid up your arm to hold your hand from the top while the other kept a firm grip on your hip, pulling you back hard, forcing the air in your lungs out with each thrust.

-Your voice went up in pitch, whines leaving you as you were begging him for more.

-For a half a second he contemplated teasing you like how you teased him, but he decided not to, this time, quickly pulling back and grabbing your waist with both hands.

-He filled you up so quickly, making you cum hard around him, milking him as you whined softly, twitching around him, gasping for air as his hands shook on your waist.

-Hades inhaled deeply before slowly pulling out, watching his cum gush out of you, making a groan leave him as you collapsed to your side.

-He was quick to pull you into his arms, both of you whispering praises to each other, exchanging soft kisses, completely exhausted but satisfied.

Rudra

-Your strength never failed to impress him, grinning fondly up at you, a pair of his hands coming to your waist while the others laid out to his side. His eyes were full of love for you, but he quickly felt himself stiffening at your dominance, finding it very attractive when you took control.

-Rudra made a mental note to find out whoever upset you because you were killing him, but if he died like this, with you riding his cock, he would die a happy man.

-It had been almost an hour since you first started ‘torturing’ him, playing with his nipples, sucking him to the point of where his thighs were shaking, and forcing three- three orgasms out of him!

-He knows you had not cum once, focusing on his pleasure only, something that made him feel almost shy but at the same time happy, so happy that you were doting on him so much.

-When you finally sunk down onto him, he almost broke his resolve, wanting to grab you and hold you down and ravage you until you fainted, but he held back, wanting to show you what you did to him.

-He was gasping up at you, pleading with you as your pace had slowed, just as he was getting close again, denying him his orgasm, the second time that night.

-His teeth were clenched together, fury blazing in his eyes as he gazed up at your beautiful body, his voice husky and deep, a warning in his tone, “Y/N I swear- if you stop-” you slammed down hard, drawing a groan out of him before he hissed up at you again.

-You smirked down at him, never looking more beautiful, your hands on his stomach as you rolled your hips once more, “Oh~ what are you going to do, Storm God?”

-Your sass, your disrespect made his eyes flash red and he quickly had you on your back with a sharp squeal; one hand held your above your head, two were on your hips as he back to fuck into with no regard to your comfort, while the fourth went to your throat, giving it a slight squeeze.

-He groaned, his head falling as he felt you clench hard around him, giving your neck another squeeze as you whined out his name, making you gasp.

-His hand that was pinning your hands down moved quickly as he sat up, only slightly, pulling you hard down onto his cock, his hand moving to your cunt to rub against your sensitive jewel, making a shriek leave your lips.

-He almost froze when you squirted around him, your head falling back and your mouth opening in a silent scream as your eyes crossed but he continued, fucking you through your orgasm until he came deep within you.

-His hands gripped you tightly, almost to the point of pain, as his head lowered to your chest, feeling lightheaded as you whimpered through the remains of your orgasm, your hands rising to his head, as he slumped against you, scratching your nails against his scalp.

-Once he calmed down, his throat now sore, he pulled back before moving to kiss you deeply, making you hum into the kiss, your arms around his neck.

-Once you were both cleaned up, having soaked in the bath together, you held Rudra against your chest as he laid on top of you, he felt so relaxed and refreshed, “Once I can move again, I’m gonna go beat up whoever upset you. I want names, Y/N, now.” You giggled only softly before you quickly realized he wasn’t joking.

Loki

-His smile was shining brightly like the sun at you, his hands on your thighs, holding you in place. Loki loves it when you get more aggressive in the bedroom, and this time was no different, you didn’t need to prove anything to him, but he wasn’t going to turn down any bedroom fun.

-If you had known how much fun it was going to be to ‘torture’ Loki in the bedroom, you would have been doing it for years.

-He was such a brat to you, disobeying your orders, he kept trying to grab you, and just being more of a little shit than normal, until you were quick to realize that he wanted you to put him in his place.

-Your vines were quickly holding his arms down about his heads, his legs spread, running a nail down the underside of his cock, making him groan loudly, unable to speak after you put a ball gag in his mouth, one that he usually made you wear.

-You giggled softly, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock, holding the vibrator just far enough away where he couldn’t feel it as he tried to buck his hips.

-You licked the tip like it was a lollipop, relishing the groan that escaped him, the sound going straight for your cunt, making your own back arch.

-You sat up, crawling over so your head was in front of his, his eyes were blown wide from pleasure, and he could see the delight in your own as you brushed a tear from his cheek, “Do you want me to remove the gag? Are you going to be my good boy now and beg nicely?”

-He was instantly nodding, and you quickly removed the ball gag and the sound of him begging you, calling out your name, nearly made you cum around nothing, “Please-please- I want- please I’ve been good- so good for-for you! I wanna-wanna cum- please!!”

-You’ve been edging him for almost the past half hour, and that’s after forcing two out of him already, he wanted another so badly.

-You slid down and grasped his cock and let your wet core hover over it just for a moment before you sank down onto him, a breathless gasp leaving you and an elongated moan falling from his lips.

-You sat there, completely still, only for a moment before you began to ride him, letting his legs go, which he thanked you for, wiggling beneath you.

-You smiled down at him, leaning over so your lips were almost touching, “If I let your arms go, will you be a good boy? I will reward you if you behave?”

-He throbbed deep within you, making you squeak before he nodded, unable to form words, pussy drunk on you and your vines were quick to vanish.

-His hands wound in the blankets by his head, gasping up at you and you smiled, reaching behind you to grab the vibrator, lifting it to your lips with an evil grin as you turned it on to full power, “Would you like your reward, my love?”

-His eyes went wide in fear, only for a moment before he swallowed hard, “Now- yes please! Give-give me- YES!!!” you reached behind you and pressed it against his balls, making him buck hard into you, making you shriek in pleasure.

-You felt him twitching within you and your head fell back, “Cum-cum-cum!!” he nearly screamed, and you felt warmth flood into you and he nearly sobbed as you kept the vibrator against him, rocking against him until you fell undone as well.

-You turned the vibrator off, tossing it to the side before you looked down at Loki whom you weren’t sure was still conscious.

-You whined as you lifted yourself off of him and cleaned you both up.

-You peppered his face in kisses as he slowly came down from his high, basking in your soft affections, calming him down.

-Once he was coherent enough to speak, after you gave him water, he spoke, “I don’t think I can have sex again for the rest of the month.”

-You pouted lightly, sitting up as your index finger came to your lips, “Oh~ that’s too bad. I got a strap on that I wanted to try out~” he was instantly sitting up, grinning brightly at you, standing at full attention downstairs, ��I’m ready when you are!!”

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror buddha #ror hades #ror rudra #ror loki

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themushroomgoesyeet · 3 months

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It's time ladies and gentlemen

Arcana characters as Disney's Hercules

I promise not all of these are gonna be Disney themed lol I'm just a Muriel simp (if you couldn't tell) and when I originally came up with the Disney princess idea Muriel as Hercules started rotting a hole through my brain so here we are! Also, we're gonna get some side character/familiar action here as well, yay!

Asra, Nadia, Julian, & Portia - the muses

Are there other characters that these four could fit? Probably

Am I going to fit them there? No

Someone needs to be the muses, and I choose these 4

From left to right (since none of the muses are named) Portia, Julian, Nadia, & the last two get subsumed into Asra

Idk I think they'd have fun jamming out & watching Muriel do his thing

Lucio - Hades

Oh god I can hear the Lucio simps screeching at me in the comments already

But consider: am I wrong tho

Let's face it bro is the villain in every route but his own and the cynical, "better than thou" personality that they both share just fits so well

Plus this version of Hades is a Satan analog who makes binding deals with others for his own benefit, and doesn't that sound like a certain devil we all know?

Not to mention both of them are trying to escape the realms they've been assigned & make themselves god king of everything

Two words: ✨anger issues✨

Morga - Phil

And now we get to the fun characters outside the M6

I will admit, Phil is a lot nicer than Morga, but jaded older mentor figure trying to make up for failed prodigies fits

Plus, Morga was Muriel's mentor in his route

I feel like both also fit into the role of proud parent figure by the end of their respective stories

And both are disapproving of their pupil's romances lol

Inanna - Pegasus

Admittedly Inanna is a bit more no-nonsense than Pegasus is, but she can still be goofy and fun when she wants to

Incredibly supportive of their human companions, important assets in battle, their appearance started the main character on a path for a better and more fulfilling life

Not much else to say here it just works

Vlastomil and Volta - Pain & Panic

Honestly idk if I can fit Vulgora and Valdemar into the Hercules narrative, but at least I could get these two in here

Vlastomil is Pain and Volta is Panic; I realize both could probably fit into Panic's role as they are the more timid and mild mannered courtiers, but I've chosen things this way because Volta is a little bit more flighty and afraid to commit crimes like Panic, where as Vlastomil is a bit more bold (when he's allowed to be) and better fits Pain

There's also the whole shape shifting deal they can all do

Khamgalai - Zeus

This one.....is a bit weird ngl, I'm still not quite sure about it

Honestly this is the ONLY time I will conflate someone so near & dear to my heart with Zeus

Mostly this all fits into the "detached/secret family member" archetype

And....I mean Zeus in this narrative at least is actually very kind & caring, as well as a proud dad which is similar enough to Khamgalai to work ok

Plus they both act as a guide for the main character when they're trying to find/drifting away from the plot a little bit

Merf (my MC) - Meg

I know what you're thinking

And I'm going to state once again that I am a huge Muriel simp

My MC is also a self insert, and for as long as I can remember I've always identified the most with Meg, more than any of the other Disney women

Anyone who has read my fic, seen the stuff I've posted about my character either on this blog or others, or even just talked to me on the arcana discord started by @iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia can probably see that our personalities are very similar

Meg is very special to me as a character and I'm literally writing a post about mashing together my beloved and one of my favorite Disney movies, I'm not apologizing for conflating her with myself

#the arcana #the arcana game #arcana #muriel of the kokhuri #arcana mc #count lucio #portia devorak #julian devorak #asra alnazar #nadia satrinava #arcana as _

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giantchasm · 5 months

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"It turns out that sometimes the future actually belongs to someone else."

Happy Taransusie Tuesday, everyone! Here's...

Content that only ostensibly focuses on Taransusie and is more than anything character analysis of a third party?

How romantic! 🎉🥳

Okay, but no, seriously. Joshing aside, the other day I posted a meme about Sectonia and how she might feel about the idea of Taranza eventually moving on from her. And it was funny. We all laughed. But things can't always be goof-goof "If everyone started saying 'she sent her for you' I would start haunting literally everyone here because no I didn't." I'm a serious guy. I like exploring concepts that make me go "OUCHIE!" and so let's look at that sort of idea through a more somber lens for a moment.

...How would Sectonia feel if Taranza eventually moved on?

Now, I don't know if she's out there... somewhere in Hades or haunting his ass, but either way I think about her a lot. How she might feel in death, especially if she was returned to her right mind.

I think... Sectonia would have a lot of complicated feelings. Like, before we even get to the relationship nonsense. Let's toss all that aside for a second. I think Sectonia would be simultaneously be crushed by the state she left Taranza in and still... upset to eventually see him heal from it. She'd be glad, of course, to watch the scars she left on him fade, but all the same... seeing him make new friends— leave her behind...

That would have to hurt a little bit, wouldn't it? After all, it's not like she'd be afforded the same opportunity. She died young. Via circumstances that were hardly her fault. Of course she'd be a little bit jealous. Of course she'd be a little bit depressed. Maybe even a little bit angry. And she'd feel bad about it, but she would.

So when you factor in the idea of Taranza entering another relationship... oh my gosh, those complex feelings would only intensify. Taranza deserves to be happy. Taranza deserves to move on. She would know that rationally, but at the same time, the heart isn't always rational.

I do think ultimately she'd support him. In whatever he chose to do. Even if it hurt her a little. The least she can do is give him her blessing after everything that happened.

But that's something that applies to just about any Taranza ship. Let's talk about Susie for a moment.

I... think Susie and Sectonia are people who have some similar issues. At least in my interpretations, they're both people who have warped and maimed themselves in an endless search of perfection hoping it will grant them acceptance from others. But this hasn't granted them peace of mind, and in fact all it's done is pull them further from 'themselves.'

I don't know. I just think they'd have a lot to talk about, even in contexts that don't flagrantly disregard the Bechdel test like this one. They're both girlies who would, like, really vibe to both "Oh No!" by Marina and the Diamonds and "Body" by Mother Mother if that's a sentence that makes even a lick of sense. Their mental illnesses aren't the same, but they're like cousins. Their mental illnesses went to school together.

I think this sort of... self-recognition through the other would both make things easier and harder on Sectonia. Because on one hand, I think it would further be a reminder of all the things she'll never have no matter how badly she wants them, but I also think it would help her... have more empathy for this person she's initially inclined to see as her enemy, and maybe even help her eventually want good things for her.

It's kind of a complex scenario. More serpentine than I could possibly portray in a single comic or Tumblr post. Eventually, I'd like to write a fic from a deceased Sectonia's perspective exploring these sorts of ideas. But for now, I'll leave you with one last preposterous observation:

Perhaps this, too, is yuri. 🤖🐝

#its the age old debacle! when does wanting to be another girl wrap around to wanting to kiss her?#kirby #taransusie #taranza #susie kirby #sectonia #queen sectonia #susie haltmann #susanna patrya haltmann #kirby of the stars #hoshi no kirby #hoshi no kaabii #i think all people who ship taranza with someone other than sectonia (me included) should be forced to like #write a 2000 word essay on how she still plays into his story and would affect his ability to have relationships #and is a fascinating character in her own right who adds a more interesting angle to literally any dynamic if she's like.#explored instead of carelessly brushed aside so whoever you ship with taranza more can 'fix' him #if you devote tons of time and thought to taranza and none to her outside of occasionally like .#treating her as his one dimensional abuser/fridged woman to eventually move on from #then i'm going to hit you with a giant flyswatter #several times #but enough of me complaining #a few details in this comic are specific references to my kirbyverse/fics i've written so i'll explain those here #panel with susie & implied body horror is because in my interp she mechanized herself in a desperate attempt to stay by her fathers side #then as for those last few panels with the scarf #and taranza not wearing HIS scarf #that's actually a reference to a fic i wrote about taransusie getting together and uhhhhh How Complicated that would be #i won't explain it all i'll post it eventually but what you need to know is when Taranza decides to enter a relationship #he leaves the matching scarf he had with sectonia at the base of the dreamstalk because he feels like he no longer deserves it #but mysteriously it ends up back on his bedside table smelling of cyclamen and zinnias the next day #wow. i wonder how that happened! definitely not a sign from someone saying 'hey. it's okay. i don't hate you.' nooooooo

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xx-lemon-drop-xx · 11 months

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Warnings: No one dies, Female Reader, Mentions of blood, wounds, crying, after battle comfort.

Request: Yes.

Words: 721

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She thought he was going to die.

(Y/n) could still see the blood in the arena from the spot Hades fell, an ugly red blotching up the arena. Right before he fell, Qin saw the heart wrenching, horrified look on your face- and he stopped himself from killing him. Everyone was surprised, suffice to say the least.

"You seem to have someone very important to protect." Qin had said, "While I would normally kill you- I can't take you from her." In the end, Qin won, but you got to keep your lover, and Zeus and Adamantine got to keep their brother.

Your heels clicked against the flooring as you ran down to the infirmary, tears dripping down your pretty cheeks, which where slightly red and patchy in color. You hadn't meant to run straight into Qin, but you did. You, Sasaki, and Qin stared at eachother for a moment the two men shared an awkward look as you bursted into tears for a third time that day.

"A-Aha… Ma'am.." Sasaki started to say, but didn't finish not knowing what to say exactly. Qin was thrown off when your small arms wrapped around him, hugging him tightly- well, as tightly as a girl could.

He gently patted your back, albeit awkwardly at first as you thanked him for sparing your husband's life. His life was precious to you. The little fragments of memories you both shared filled your head, in broken pieces.

"For a Goddess, you're rather nice." Qin admitted, catching your attention. You offered him a smile, wiping your tears with your delicate fingers.

"Not all Gods voted for humankind to be wiped out."

Was all you said, continuing down the hall to see your husband's condition. He was in his bed, all bandaged up and resting. Hades head was propped up on some pillows, and you could already see the blotches and dots of red dirtying the white bandages wrapped around his body.

You hated the color red.

"Darling." Hades snapped you out of your trance, and you looked up, into the soft eyes of your lover, whom had sat up.

"You've been crying."

He notes, looking over at you. (Y/n) gave a small nod, laughing and collecting a tear on her finger. "Yeah." She admitted, "Yeah, I have been."

Her face was cradled in Hades soft hands, his thumbs rubbing against your cheeks gently. Your eyes closed, melting into his touch like the night he had you eating the pomegranate seeds. Hades moved, careful of his wounds and pulled you down into his lap, body's flush together.

"I'm sorry to have been the source of your tears. It was never my intent to make you cry." Hades said, calmly. He let you hide your face in his shoulder, hands smoothing over the soft warm skin of your hips and sides.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't be this weak-"

"Nonsense. Emotions are what makes you strong." Hades said, "Without them you would be a shell of yourself, and I wouldn't like that one bit. Emotional or not, you being you is the reason I love you."

His words were warm against your ear as you held him, the waterworks starting up again in soft, pitiful cries.

"I thought I was going to loose you."

"But you didn't."

He said, fingers brushing through your hair, letting it fall through his fingers like grains of dust. He repeated his words again, as if registering himself that he didn't parish in the battle he fought just minutes ago. The adrenaline still pumping through his veins began to wear down as he held you steady.

He fell back on the bed, pulling you down with him, the blanket being dragged up over the two of you, silence filling the room aside from soft breathing.

He was breathing.

Your reminder for yourself was one that had you calming, shoulders drooping. Enveloped in his arms, his scent filled your nose intoxicatingly, urging your eyes to shut.

"Rest," He told you, hand moving down to curve of your back. "I'll be here when you wake up."

"You promise?"

Hades laughed, a dry laugh that had him winning from his wounds. "Of course. My promises aren't broken easily."

#x reader #fem!reader #fluff #record of ragnarok #ror hades #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv hades

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doevademe · 1 year

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So, about that new book...

I'll be honest, I was expecting a disaster. Like, I expected to seethe and hate and grumble in the most 'old man yells at cloud' way possible. And at the beginning, I was doing that.

But the more I hear about it, the more I'm impressed with the book and writing decisions. It's still a disaster, but it's less a trainwreck and more like a clown car crashing with the batmobile. It's bad, it's nonsensical, and it's hilarious.

Like, you have to try to reach this level of bad. This is fanservice gone wrong, and while I hope that everyone that liked the book had a great time with it, I assure you it's not half the enjoyment I'm getting from this.

Spoilers, if anyone cares about those.

Nyx has demon children with Nico (yes, really). And because everything must turn into a joke, they decide to call them Cocoa Puffs and keep them as pets (because I guess they aren't sentient despite being born from two very much sentient beings?).

There's a scene where Nico and Will make out while Bob is sobbing in the background. The image alone is fucking hysterical. But it's okay, they are happy tears, you guys! An immortal old man crying in happiness because two teens are kissing in front of him is not weird!

Oh, but if you wanted a kiss scene while ignoring death and trauma, don't worry! tsats got you covered! Their first kiss happened right after Jason died as a way for Will to comfort Nico! Yeah, they've been dating for months but apparently Jason needed to die for them to actually start kissing (Jasico crumbles, I guess?)

There is at least one part labeled "FLASHBACK" like an actual amateur fanfic. The pet names are terrible, the pacing is off, but nothing, NOTHING, can rival how they write Will.

It's like he's written by his hatedom. He's judgmental of the Underworld, a jerk, insistent that Nico being so close to the darkness is something to fix, basically demeans Nico, tells him his stepmother is hotter than him, and then asks her how can she love that creep Hades, because seriously, Will is having so much trouble with Nico, who is only half Hades. Just consider him, Persephone, he will dump Nico as soon as you do.

I love this mess. This is the PJO version of the Bee Movie, it's My Immortal with the grammar fixed. Best comedy book of the year.

#now I can put 'non-tsats compliant' on The Cycle of Death #because seriously #what is this shit #I still refuse to read it #but the screenshots and people ragging on it is giving me life #ship hate #rick riordan critical #kinda

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pjo incorrect quotes since this kinda blew up last time?

also recommend and fandoms you'd like and i'll see what i can do.

jason: Can you please be serious for five minutes? leo: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

will: Violence isn't the answer. nico: You’re right. will: *sighs in relief* nico: Violence is the question. will: What? nico, bolting away: And the answer is yes. will, running after them: NO-

leo: I can explain. frank: Can you? leo: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

dionysus: i went through an entire character arc during quarantine dionysus: i became more evil if you’re curious chiron: We're still in quarantine, don't worry, there's time for a redemption arc still! dionysus: i’m going to get worse on purpose

percy, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career! annabeth, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids grover: what the fuck are you guys doing? percy: playing systemic oppression

hazel: Hey, nico? Can I get some dating advice? nico: Just because I’m with will doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

piper: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness. jason: Next time you’re working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex’s house down. You can do it. I believe in you. thalia: There were so many mixed messages in that I can’t-

frank: Tonight, one of you will betray us. leo: Is it me, frank? frank: No, it’s not you. percy: Is it me, frank? frank: It’s not you either. jason: Is it me, frank? frank: frank, mockingly: Is IT mE frank?

zeus, at a restaurant: You guys should get the orange soda, it's amazing. hades: Okay Waiter: Can I get you guys anything to drink? zeus: Orange soda, please! hades: I'll have the strawberry soda. poseidon: Me too, strawberry soda. zeus:

apollo: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? zeus: >:O language artemis: Yeah watch your fucking language hera: OKAY WHO TAUGHT ARTEMIS THE FUCK WORD? ares: 'The fuck word'. athena: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time artemis: Oh my god they censored it ares: Say fuck, athena. artemis: Do it, athena. Say fuck.

apollo: Time for plan G. zeus: Don’t you mean plan B? apollo: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties. artemis: What about plan D? apollo: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. hera: What about plan E? apollo: I’m hoping not to use it. ares dies in plan E. athena: I like plan E.

persephone: You love me, right, hades? hades: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

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Great Seven!MC/Yuu

TWST AU

Gender Neutral MC/Yuu

[Synopsis]: In this timeline, MC/Yuu gains the abilities to see and hear the spirits of the Great Seven.

[(A/N): Credits to @/twistedoverbloat their awesome followers for coming up with this AU.

The first time MC/Yuu was able to see and hear the spirits is when after the ceremony from the Prologue Chapter and defeating the ghosts when after entering the rundown Ramshackle dorm.

At first they would freak out since they can’t believe there’s more ghouls to bring fire upon.

The seven spirits had to stop them from bringing Grim in.

MC/Yuu was told they’re the only one who can interact with the Great Seven as no one else can.

This fact weirded them out as they don’t have these abilities until now.

The Seven informed they won’t interfere with their new life. Unless otherwise.

By otherwise, they mean possessing MC/Yuu as an avatar whenever they need/want to.

Pretty sure over time the whole gang will know which spirit possessed MC/Yuu.

Hearts!MC/Yuu: Trappola, Spade, have you two studied the dorm’s 810 Rules?

Ace: *Sweatdrops* Well…

Deuce: *Fears Heart!MC/Yuu’s strict behavior* We…

Hearts!MC/Yuu: *Frowns* You two didn’t study the rules. No matter, I was awake all night writing flash cards for you two to memorize. *Pulls out two stacks of 810 cards and hands them over to the duo*

Ace: Seriously? It’s impossible to remember all those rules.

Hearts!MC/Yuu: Just ingrain the ones to prevent causing more trouble. This body cannot handle the amount of stress for one day.

Ace & Deuce: *Felt slight guilt* Yes, your majesty.

Hearts!MC/Yuu: Straighten your backs. You’re slouching like if you’re tired as a dormouse.

Scar!MC/Yuu: LEONA! Get your lazy ass out of bed! Ruggie has been working all day doing chores for you. Aren’t you the Savanaclaw Dorm Leader?

Jack: Don’t disrespect Leona-senpai like that.

Scar!MC/Yuu: Jack, you know well that your senpai isn’t doing his part of the dorm named after me. The King of Beasts.

Jack: I understand, King Scar, but you didn’t have to be this harsh.

Scar!MC/Yuu: Well I have to. It already feels like I’m the older sibling for Kingscholar. Or an uncle I was.

Ursula!MC/Yuu: *Reading Azul’s latest contract* This won’t do. You could have closed the agreement with something more effective if they decide to backstab you.

Azul: Oh? How would you do it differently?

Ursula!MC/Yuu: Blackmailing the other half with a dark secret no one else knows about. A kind that nobody wants to find out.

Azul: *Processing with the advice* Fair enough. I would use that method for next time.

Jafar!MC/Yuu: You know, Jamil. I was in the same position as you during my time being alive.

Jamil: Are you going to lecture me about last time?

Jafar!MC/Yuu: No. I’m only telling you that when you have the chance to be free, live as much as you can. I didn’t have the opportunity to travel or do anything as I’m always under the Sultan’s shadow. I had been too occupied formulating plans to takeover his throne. Do you understand?

Jamil: I understand.

Jafar!MC/Yuu: Good. Now, about your “friend” Kalim. I can help him pass his B grades while you attend what duties you need to fulfill.

Queen!MC/Yuu: *Fixing Epel’s hair that became disheveled from Magift Practice*

Epel: *Not pleased* Queen Grimhilde, you don’t have to fix anything.

Queen!MC/Yuu: Nonsense. You still need to look your best no matter what you did for today.

Epel: *Scoffs* You sound like Vil-senpai.

Queen!MC/Yuu: I sound nothing like your dorm leader. I’m only fixing your appearance before another scolding ensues. Are you prepared for the etiquette classes?

Epel: Sort of? No? I see nothing about the classes being any use in the future.

Queen!MC/Yuu: *Frowns a little* You say that now, but they will be in good use for anytime.

Hades!MC/Yuu: Kid? You rather stay in your room than touch some grass?

Idia: What?!

Hades!MC/Yuu: Idia, my boy. You’re not immortal than I was during my time. Look at me. I’m possessing your friend’s body for crying out loud.

Idia: It’s weirder than that one anime I watched.

Hades!MC/Yuu: I don’t know what you’re saying, but I agree it’s weird not having my features present. You need to breathe some fresh air. You know what, let’s make a bet.

Idia: A bet?

Hades!MC/Yuu: Let’s play a few rounds of any game of your choice and if you win, you can keep your lifestyle as the same.

Idia: *Already suspicious* What if you win?

Hades!MC/Yuu: Then I’m asking you to touch Kore’s hard work called nature. I mean go outside for at least five minutes.

Malificent!MC/Yuu: Malleus, if other people want to approach to your highness, you may need to work on your “powerful presence.”

Malleus: Oh? Is that so?

Malificent!MC/Yuu: Believe my words. I had been in your position before my time was limited. It was lonely with my subjects by my side. I wasn’t even invited to the a celebration of a princess being born.

Malleus: It sounds disheartening.

Malificent!MC/Yuu: It does. No matter. It was my life and now you have a chance to prevent your fate I had before.

MC/Yuu would get their body back after one of the Great Seven finishes their task.

Before returning the body, they wrote down updates for MC/Yuu to learn what happened while they were “sleeping.”

MC/Yuu: *Got their body back from one of the spirits* Ohhh, what is it this time?

Helped the ADeuce Duo with studying their schoolwork + upcoming exams and assisted Clover with pastries for the next Unbirthday Party.

Jogged with Jack for his morning routine and scolded Leona for not performing his duties.

Gave Azul some business advices, retouched his contracts and worked around the Monstro Lounge with the Leech Brothers.

Aided Jamil for his duties involving Kalim and helped Kalim study to get pass a B average.

Tried to utilize etiquette classes with Epel’s analogy and assisted Vil with an potionology assignment.

Had a gaming session with Idia and was the only one to volunteer to test his inventions.

Coached Tsunotarou how to let humans approach his majesty. As well as keeping his title up as future king.

MC/Yuu: Wow, you all had a busy day.

The Great Seven: Tell us about it.

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Eclipse: Chapter 1

Fandom: Trials of Apollo Rating: Teen Genre: Family/Adventure Characters: Apollo, Hades, Nico di Angelo, Will Solace According to the prophecy, Will has to go to on a quest to Tartarus. According to Apollo, that isn’t going to happen, even if it means he has to break the Ancient Laws. It's finally here - this fic was conceived in February 2022 and after fourteen months it's finally finished and ready to share! At its core, this fic is a response to the upcoming novel The Sun and The Star, specifically the plot I would love to see but know for a fact won't happen for reasons that hopefully will be obvious very quickly - so I wrote my own version! I have specifically avoided any TSATS spoilers so any similarities are completely unintentional. After today, updates will be biweekly on Tuesdays and Fridays. This is the longest story I've ever completed at over 130k words, and I hope you enjoy the ride! There are blanket warnings for various degrees of injuries and similar nasties throughout the fic.

HADES I Not Another Blasted Prophecy

“No.”

Apollo could be dramatic when he wanted to be, which was more often than not, and this was no exception. How his nephew had barged his way down into the Underworld – and specifically his own palace – Hades was not quite certain, but he knew he didn’t approve. Apollo’s current temperament was not helping any thoughts of endearment, either.

“Absolutely not,” his nephew ranted, inconsiderate enough of his surroundings to glow as brightly as his chariot, freezing several skeletons in place and going so far as to immolate the ones that didn’t manage to escape his immediate sphere of influence. The sun was not supposed to materialise in the realm of the dead, and it was certainly not supposed to be in the heart of his palace, ranting about something Hades had yet to make heads or tails of.

“Leave,” he ordered, cutting through Apollo’s next nonsensical words. “You do not have my permission to be here.”

Apollo, all blindingly painful energy and movement, stilled and his eyes met Hades’ own. All of them had eyes like fire, a window to the true godly energy concealed beneath the forms they favoured, and Apollo was always the brightest, the most vibrant. Usually, those flames were gold, dancing more in amusement as he went about his business. Sometimes, they flickered blue, into the territory of white-hot and dangerous when he couldn’t quite smother the rage that occasionally flared up inside of him.

Today, they were neither golden nor blue-verging-on-white. Today, they were orange, and mortals might think that orange was a weak flame, but mortals had never stood on the bank of the Phlegethon and felt its frigid heat soaring through their essence. Hades could not recall seeing the exact shade of fire water in Apollo’s eyes before, and he could not say he was pleased to see it now.

The river of healing and fire suited his nephew better than he cared to admit, at his most volatile, and Hades did not need that same nephew’s domain of prophecy and foresight to conclude that something drastic was about to occur.

Why did Apollo have to come to the Underworld in this mood?

“I am not letting this happen,” his nephew all but hissed, solar flares cascading off of him in waves and dousing Hades’ throne room in colours it had never seen before.

Colours it was never supposed to see.

“Get out,” he snapped, drawing the shadows in tighter and snuffing out the vestigial edges of the light. Whatever it was Apollo was having a fit about, Hades was not having that behaviour in his palace. His nephew didn’t even flinch as the outer edges of his light faded away, instead having the gall to continue to approach his throne. The souls of his robe writhed against the encroaching light. “Apollo-”

“They’re going to the Pit,” Apollo growled. “And I will not let that happen.”

In theory, there were any number of candidates that could be encompassed by the word they. Six billion living souls above them, a large minority with some level of godly legacy from various pantheons, left for a large degree of interpretation.

In practicality, there was only one they his nephew would ever bother to talk to him about, only one they both of them had any level of investment in, and Hades had always been cold, ever since taking on the domain of the Underworld, but that did not stop the icy realisation curling up inside his essence.

He gave no sign of this to the younger god in front of him. “I told you to leave, Apollo,” he ordered, rising to his feet and drawing upon his domain to evict the unwelcome interloper.

Apollo was powerful, yes, but despite his brother’s paranoid fears, he was not at the level of an elder god – certainly not in the heart of Hades’ domain, so far from any of his own. Fire water eyes widened a fraction, not enough to be a chink in Apollo’s armour and betray what he was truly thinking but enough to prove which of the two was more powerful, as the blazing sun was muffled and stifled into a dying star.

“And next time you decide to offend me with your obnoxious presence, leave the dramatics at the door.”

With one last heave of his powers, the sun god vanished, expelled from the realm of the dead and deposited back in the Overworld, where he belonged.

Hades was under no illusions that Apollo would stay there, however. His time as a mortal had changed something inside him – nothing so dramatic it had altered the core of the god, but enough that he was now apparently willing to consider and do things that before he would have brushed off.

And, truly, Hades could not in honesty say that he did not understand his nephew’s protectiveness of the demigods. That was not to say Hades cared about the half-bloods running about on the husk that had once been his grandmother as a whole, but his own child – one, single living child – had done much to worm his way into his attention.

In fact, he had done it by being so obnoxious it was difficult to dismiss him, rather like a certain sun god. Perhaps there was some logic behind his decision to couple with one of Apollo’s myriad of offspring, after all.

Regardless of the hows and whys, Hades had found himself wanting Nico to be happy, a feat all but impossible for one of his own children (and, secretly, a reason why it had been so easy for him to keep the pact his younger brothers had failed miserably at; there was little reason to bring demigods into the world if, even by the standards of heroes, their lives would be short and miserable). Happy meant having friends, being accepted, even having a son of Apollo for a boyfriend, it transpired. Happy did not mean returning to the depths of Tartarus, which was why Hades had explicitly forbidden it after learning of his last trek down there.

Perseus Jackson might no longer be the unwitting holder of his son’s heart, but he had certainly done plenty of damage while he’d had it. Hades was certain this rebellious streak had more of Poseidon’s influence on it than his own, even if he knew that, truthfully, Maria had been just the same. Of course she had, to have not one, but two children out of wedlock at a time when a woman’s reputation was solely dependent on her marriage status.

Not for the first time, and not for the last time, either, Hades wished she had taken his offer of a palace by the Styx.

Apollo’s children, by contrast, were less mired in tragedy. As far as demigods went, they were weaker, not bright beacons for monsters and quests despite their parentage, and thrived in the modern world just the same as they had across the millennia. No matter how much society changed, there were always calls for healers and music, and Apollo seemed particularly gifted at not passing down his less favourable domains to his children. Hades could not recall the last time he’d heard of a Plague Child. There was no reason for Apollo to cling so tightly to his living offspring.

No reason except for the increased influx of demigod souls to Elysium over the past few years, with a far higher percentage of Apollo’s children compared to the rest. Except for the six months Apollo had just spent as a mortal, bonding with demigods in a way no god – not even Dionysus, despite his current position as Camp Director of Camp Half-Blood – had done for millennia. Except for the way Apollo had, ever so subtly, changed after his punishment.

That had been particularly cruel of Zeus, in Hades’ opinion. The quests were one thing, and almost getting his son killed had been another, and Hades had approved of neither, not when he could see echoes in his brother of their father in the actions – a tyrant in the making that not he, not Poseidon, and not even their sisters could bear to see but equally had no idea how to stop it before it got too far – but the cruellest punishment of all had been giving Apollo, the god who loved so deeply and unapologetically, no choice but to make bonds with mortals who would all too soon pass beyond his reach.

Now his nephew was attached to his mortal offspring, and it was already making him do reckless things, barely a day after regaining his own godhood. Hades couldn’t deny that he was glad for the warning his son was intending on finding a way to sneak into Tartarus despite being told explicitly that he was never to do so again, because that meant he knew to keep a closer eye on Nico’s actions, but he did not appreciate his palace being invaded without so much as a by-your-leave.

(His sister, no matter how much the pair of them disagreed on everything, at least pretended to ask permission before barging in to see her daughter.)

And yet, he had invited Apollo to come back, as much as he ever gave invitations, and his nephew was not stupid enough to miss the way he’d worded the last dismissal. Knowing that Nico intended to go to Tartarus again – taking his boyfriend with him as though he’d lost any common sense he might have once had and failed to realise that a child of the sun, especially one as healing oriented as that one, would have no chance at surviving – was useful, yes, but it was not enough. It did not tell him why, and that was important. There had to be a reason why Nico would even consider returning there, especially against his own father’s orders, and there was a part of Hades that feared it was because he had no choice.

Therefore, he made sure to always keep one splinter of himself on his throne, even as the rest of him busied around with all the work that went into keeping the Underground functioning, and waited for Apollo’s inevitable return, knowing it would not be long.

Sure enough, it was barely a day before he felt the same unnatural light permeating through his realm, heading for his palace. Hades was going to need to find which entrance his nephew was sneaking in through and do something about it before any of his other brethren decided to follow Apollo’s example (he suspected the doors of Orpheus, given their musical nature), but for the immediate present, he had other things to push to the forefront of his mind. Chief amongst those was the information he was determined to glean from his nephew, no matter what Apollo was planning on telling him, and he gathered all of himself back together again, whole on his throne moments before there was a knock on his door.

A knock. That was un-Apollo-like enough for him to harbour some sliver of hope that, just maybe, he could get through his conversation without getting so frustrated at his nephew’s dramatics that he threw him out again.

Of course, Apollo wasn’t so unlike himself that he’d follow the common courtesy of waiting to be permitted entry before pushing the door open and stepping in, matching Hades’ stature exactly as he strode towards the throne.

He was, at least, making some sort of effort not to immolate the dead this time, which was about as far as Hades could expect Apollo’s hold on his natural tendency for dramatics to extend. His eyes betrayed him, however – still windows that seemed like they were offering a view of Phlegethon, rather than Apollo himself, and proving that he was no calmer than he had been on his previous visit.

Hades didn’t bother with small talk, pleasantries, or giving Apollo the chance to control the conversation.

“Why,” he demanded, leaning back on his throne and making sure he was still looking down at the younger god from his dais, “is my son planning to disobey me and return to the Pit?”

“Our sons,” Apollo corrected, but Hades waved him off.

“I never forbade your offspring entry,” he said. “If William wants to dive into the Pit, I will not stop him, although I will question his sanity.” His throne room brightened by a noticeable degree and Hades pulled on the shadows to dampen Apollo’s influence but otherwise ignored the minor – by Apollo’s standard – dramatics. “That was not my question, Apollo. Why is Nico planning to return there, against my explicit command?”

If it had anything to do with Apollo’s offspring, he was going to have to keep a closer eye on that relationship.

Apollo met his gaze firmly, unafraid. “He believes something down there is calling him.”

“What.”

The word slipped out before Hades could consider if he wanted to give it voice or not, his throne room darkening further until the only light was what little Apollo was mustering against the shadows encroaching on the sun god.

Something in Tartarus was calling his son? Hades’ thoughts leapt immediately to his giant bane, who would no doubt know of his son’s existence even if Nico had never directly interacted with him. Alcyoneus was unfortunately intelligent, and it would not be beyond his schemes to attempt to lure Hades’ son down to him if he could not get to Nico himself.

Why Nico was listening was another matter entirely.

“I refuse to believe my son is so foolish as to listen to a voice from the Pit,” he said, narrowing his eyes at his nephew, “and despite his foolish father, surely William would not let him return there.” If that son of Apollo was in any way encouraging it…

“He believes it is… Bob.” Apollo’s tone was difficult to decipher, but Hades did not think he was particularly impressed, although whether by the name or the Titan’s real identity, he was not certain. “Whom he believes he owes a debt.”

Perseus Jackson’s fatal flaw was not supposed to be infecting his son.

“He owes him no such debt.” The memory-wiped Titan had never been the most comforting of individuals to have around his palace, no matter how much Persephone had enjoyed ordering him around. Hades had no fond recollections of his uncle, or living in close proximity to Titans; while it was possible that returning to Tartarus had restored Iapetus’ memory, he was far more comfortable with the knowledge that the Titan was back where he belonged.

Still, now he knew that something was luring his son down there, there were preventative measures that could be taken. Hades would not thank Apollo for bringing the information to his attention, because he was well aware his nephew had only done so in order to prevent his own son from dying in Tartarus, but he was, privately, glad that the younger god had opted to do so.

“Very well,” he said out loud, rising from his throne and making sure he remained taller than his nephew as he descended his dais. “I will keep a closer eye on my son, and prevent him from returning. You are dismissed, Apollo.”

The sun god startled, as though he hadn’t expected to be thrown out. Or perhaps he had, and was surprised that Hades was not forcibly banishing him this time. “But-”

“You are dismissed,” he repeated more insistently, walking past him without a backwards glance. “Leave, before I make you.”

“No, you don’t-”

Hades gathered his shadows and sent them to swarm the younger god, ignoring his protests. Apparently an eviction was required after all. “Do not worry, I see no reason to inform my brother of your attempt at interfering with demigod lives,” he told him, considering that more than enough as a show of gratitude. “Goodbye, Apollo.”

His power surged, preparing to hurtle his nephew back to the overworld.

“There’s a prophecy!” Apollo shrieked just as he disappeared, and Hades froze in place for a moment, before realising the other god was gone and reaching out his shadows to snatch him back.

“There’s. A. What?” he growled out as the sun god – the god of prophecy – reappeared, hair slightly dishevelled from the sudden transportation.

“A prophecy,” Apollo repeated, standing up straight and locking eyes with Hades. The orange flames within flickered fiercely, and Hades couldn’t help but notice the vain god not even raising a single hand to fix his hair. “It was spoken yesterday.”

Just before Apollo appeared in his realm in a flurry of drama and Phlegethon-eyes, desperate to find a way to stop it, Hades realised in hindsight.

He was not Zeus; he knew that Apollo did not choose the prophecies that were spoken by his oracles, and nor did he have any control over their timing. Unlike his little brother, he would not torment Apollo over an aspect of his domain he did not actually control.

That did not stop him from covering the distance between them in a single step and grasping his nephew by the throat. “And this prophecy says that my son will return to the Pit?” he demanded, his nails digging into the soft flesh of Apollo’s favourite form.

Being a god, Apollo did not actually need to breathe in order to be capable of speech, so Hades had no qualms about how tightly he gripped his throat.

“Our sons,” the younger god corrected. “It was spoken to both of them.” Apollo was carefully avoiding which Oracle had issued the prophecy, as though that would stop Hades from finding out and unleashing another curse – the odds were higher than even that it was once again that blasted Delphic prophecy, and if she was going to be the reason Hades lost the last of the di Angelos, she would not be spared.

Hades was no fool; he knew that, with the exception of Great Prophecies, they were spoken to one they were relevant to. If Apollo was certain that it had been issued to the two demigods specifically, then it was inevitable that somehow, no matter what evasions anyone – mortal or god – tried to make, they would be the subject of it. Still, he could at least try to hope that there was something else at play.

If he lost Nico, his last child, to a prophecy…

The Pythia would only be the start of his retaliation.

“What did it say?” he demanded.

Apollo had not looked away despite Hades’ aggression; his eyes remained that burning fire water as he stood stock still, head tilted upwards partially because of Hades’ own hand, and partially because his nephew refused to back down. It backfired slightly on the younger god, however, because it meant Hades could see the barest glimmer of fear within his expression.

Despite that, the god of prophecy’s voice was perfectly steady as he spoke.

Sunshine and darkness go deeper than earth Topaz and silver search for rebirth Gold passes through the shadow of death A fading light to take one final breath

Chapter 2>>

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