#power shift au

[fever-project]

LU AU | Power Shift

A strange dungeon challenge forces The Chain’s items/powers to swap with each other! Oh my! Aka an idea I had that started with me thinking about what would happen if Warriors drew the 4Sword after reading “My Heart’s Forsaken Me”, which then spiraled into this, somehow. Speaking of Wars, let’s start with him:

Warriors - Four - The 4Sword has spilt him up and he can’t convince his other selves to rejoin. His different colors represents different parts of a Five/Four man band, instead of just different emotions.

Green - The closest to the original and The Leader. Very embarrassed by his other selves. He wears the regular Hero’s Clothes, a green tunic with a blue scarf. The rest of the color’s clothes are based on other Hero’s Clothes outfits in the HW game.

Red - The mischievous one who’s always butting heads with the others, he’s The Lancer. He loves to use all of Four’s items, and if the dungeon didn’t ban him from using other people’s weapons, he would steal borrow all the items he wants. He wears the red(since there’s two of them)Wind Walker version of the Hero’s Clothes, a red tunic with a teal scarf.

Blue - The one who would be the sweet one if not for getting constantly frustrated by the other colors. He’s very friendly to Time and Wind, but mostly Wind. He looks kinda sad around Time, and is generally very expressive. He’s insistent on helping anybody he can, he’s The Heart. He wears the Grand Travels version of the Hero’s Clothes, a blue tunic with a red scarf and yellow pants.

Whitney - Similar to Vio, this guy has more of a normal person name, a combination of White and Pinkie, the first two nicknames that were suggested to him. Like Vio, he was also named by Red. He wears the Koholint version of the Hero’s Clothes, which is almost fully white, with the scarf being a light pink and some pink accents on his tunic. He’s the silent tactician of the group, he’s The Brains.

Four - Sky - He is not at all used to carrying around the Master Sword, it being practically the length of his entire body. Once he can successfully swing it, he is able to do a Skyward Strike, but it’s a bit of a challenge. Quite a few of Sky’s items are similar to some of his own, so he mostly knows what he’s doing. He loves the Beetle, he uses it all the time and tries to figure out what he can do to upgrade it. So far, he hasn’t figured anything out yet. But unfortunately, he now he has to deal with Sky’s limited sprinting stamina, sadly not being able to use his Pegasus Boots.

Sky - Legend - Now Sky’s the one who can run to his heart’s content. He has face planted into many walls however. He also has many magical items that he has no idea how to use. It’s a little overwhelming to say the least. Why does Legend have so many rings? At least the Tempered Sword is cool.

Legend - Wind - He can use all of Wind’s items perfectly well, but whatever amount of paranoia he had has now gone through the roof. His items, his precious items that could easily kill Sky if he’s not careful with them, his precious items that could get lost, his precious items that he can’t use-needless to say that he’s not having a good time right now. But he’s holding on, just sticking close to Sky’s side to make sure everything’s okay. And also to laugh at him when he keeps face planting into a wall.

Wind - Twilight - Wind is having the time of his life right now. All of Twilight’s items are so fun to use, he loves the cute little Bomblings and uses the Spinner a lot with Red!Wars. The most exciting thing is that he can turn into a wolf-a sea wolf/coastal wolf specially-with the Shadow Crystal. It’s not too different than experience than using a Hyoi Pear on a seagull, in his opinion anyway. He is very wrong. He also now has Twilight’s marking on his face, and he thinks he looks cool.

Twilight - Time - The markings on his face have been replaced with the ones Time have. He is…kinda confused on what they mean and Time isn’t really giving him any straight answers about it, but the masks are very cool and fun to use. But the strange feeling he constantly has, the strange, almost whispers that he can barely hear, he knows something is wrong. The spirits of Termina are awake, trying to get him to fight literally everything. The Lens of Truth is pretty useful, and magic is cool.

Time - Wild - This wouldn’t be the worst set of items for Time to have, if not for the fact that he also got Wild’s curse of everything just crumbling in his hands all the time. It sucks and he is not at all used to it. Everyone’s a bit more sympathetic towards Wild now. Time’s also a whole lot better with a bow now. He wasn’t bad with them before, but now time seems to slow down when he jumping down from a platform, bow drawn, raining down arrows on the enemies. But now he can’t even tread water without wanting to collapse into himself like a pile of goo. Damn you stamina.

Wild - Hyrule - He was excited about the unlimited* arrows at first, but unfortunately, he was struck with the tiny wallets that can only hold up to 999 rupees. The magic and the rest of the items are amazing though, even though he keeps burning through his magic meter since he keeps thinking it’ll refill on its own. It does not.

Hyrule - Warriors - Since in HW you use items from different games, Hyrule can just use whoever’s items he wants. Basically ignoring some of the limits set by the dungeon. He didn’t understand the combos, weak point smashes, focus spirit, all of that stuff until Wars tells him about it. He still doesn’t really get it but he tries.

I don’t really have a story for this, just spun a wheel and thought this would be a fun idea. Anyone can take any part of this concept and run with it, please @ me so I can see. I also think the name Whitney is inherently funny.

[littleblueberryartist]

Man I love these two so much

Characters: Brace (spiky boi) - my guy :) Camael (angel guy) - @cryptstress' guy :)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

a totem pole of hopeful idiots

[ping-ski]

eclipse and y/n are finally done!! (you can find EBY sun & moon here)

these refs aren't that much different from the old ones aside from small changes :3

(old) EBY DCA ref

(old) Y/N ref

[eyesthecolorofarson]

Next-to-last of our species Pt.2

Part 1 Part 3

Danny remembered what his house in Amity had looked like. He remembered every part of it with startling clarity.

The whole house smelt like chemicals and ectoplasm, the smell getting stronger the closer you got to the basement. Jazzs' room was far enough away that you could almost ignore the smell, especially if she kept her door closed. Dannys' room was, unfortunately, directly above the basement. Directly above the portal, so there was no escaping the smell.

Thinking about it now, the ectoplasm must have seeped into the furniture; normal couches and chairs weren't odd, bright colors, nor did they glow. It would explain the normal brown color on the bottom of the bright blue couch. Maybe thats why everything they cooked came to life as well; the ecto seeped into not just the dishes but the fridge. Maybe thats why the skillets were blue too.

Their new house was startlingly normal. No green doors or walls, no blue furniture, no chemical smell. Three normal bedrooms, two bathrooms with clear water, and a large living room in front of a kitchen and dining room. There was even a backyard, Connors favorite part of the new house.

"I want to plant everything!" He exclaimed, tugging on his arm and leading him to the back door. "What can we grow?" Danny smiled at his brother. "It depends on what grows in this climate. Also depends on the seasons. San Diego is pretty good for subtropical plants, but we might want to get some that are capable of surviving a drought." On their way to California they spotted a large garden in Kentucky, and Connor had fallen in love with gardening.

He bought books about it, went online to read about it, and was so excited to plant his own. It made Danny happy, calm. He was worried Connor would never be this bubbly, this happy. But already he was putting Cadmus behind him and looking forward.

Danny didn't have a backyard in Amity, so he didn’t have a memory to go off of. But he liked this one. Wood fence, stone path outside the door, and there was probably enough space for about a dozen plant boxes. Connor pulled him out the door and onto the grass. It hadn't been trimed in a while, almost touching his ankle, and Danny tried to memorize the cool, tickling feeling.

Connor sighed happily as the sun hit him, closing his eyes and tilting his head up, basking in the light. It was almost September, and the weather wasn't as hot as Danny had feared. He wondered if this part of California got snow. He'll have to research that; he didn’t want to get stuck without winter gear. His phone buzzed, the fourth time today. It was a text from Bruce. His dad. Well, one of them.

'Are you safe?' The message said. He'd been trying to find out where they're living. Danny wouldn't even give him a clue. 'Yes. Connor feels comfortable here. He waves to strangers because he thinks its rude if he doesn't' That was true. Connor was so happy, smiling and waving. Danny tired to do the same, but it felt weird. 'Do you feel safe?'

Danny watched Connor sit down on the grass. He tried to memorize his face; calm, relaxed, peaceful. 'I'm trying to. Unfortunately I've been shackled with your paranoia, and the thoughts of some people don't really help.' That was also true. He'd walked past a few junkies fighting, and their erratic, violent thoughts made him want to cry. He hadn’t told Connor.

'What do you plan to do to support yourself? What about your education?' His education. Oh, his dreams of being an astronaut, all down the drain, even with this new opportunity at life. 'I can pass for an adult, so I'm starting college. Connors going to high school. The knowldege they downloaded into our brains finally being useful.'

'Speaking of school, hows Damian been adjusting?' He didn’t like all this talk about them. Everything he shared could he used to find them. From talk about what they ate too what time they slept. Especially their sleep. Even casually mentioning if it was late or early could tell him what time zone they were in. Why did they stay in America again? Right, right, the Meta Protection Acts.

Bruce didn't respond, and Danny saw Connor sit up. "When can we get seeds?" He asked, and Danny smiled. "Maybe after we get the rest of the furniture? We'll need plant boxes too. And uh, more dirt, fertilizer, a new hose since this house doesn't have one built in, uuuhhhh, sprinklers? A bird feeder?" His phone buzzed. Danny ignored it, leading Connor inside.

"Decided what bed you want?" Connor shrugged. "Just something simple? Does a type of bed really matter? We shouldn't waste our mystery money on stuff we don't need." Ah yes, the 'mystery money'; more like 'money from a royal valut in the afterlife that he still had access to.' Downside of being reborn is that he was no longer a halfa, upside being he was still technically the Prince of The Infinite Realms.

Even though his body was different, Clockwork recognized his immediately and welcomed him with open arms. Still wouldn’t tell him what happened to his first world(something he totally wasn't worried about) but at least he would help him and Connor. "Well, do you want a bed with shelves under it, a loft bed that a desk can fit under, or just a simple bedframe?"

Connor hummed, jumping up on the kitchen counter, then falling backward onto the couch. "Uh, I should probably go with a simple frame..." Danny smiled. "But?" Connor grinned sheepishly. "...But a loft bed does sound cool. And it'd save space!" Danny laughed. "Well, might as well go now. Its pretty early, so we'll be able to miss the afternoon rush and it won't be crowded."

Him and Connor went upstiars, left of the front door and across from the garage, not many exit points and super visable. Dannys room was right next to the stairs, allowing him to hear anyone coming up the stairs. Connors was across from his, and to the left of the stairs was the third room. Connor went into his room, and Danny went into his.

There wasn't much. Just his suitcase, a sleeping bag, and laptop. He went into his bathroom, right of his closet, and he'd need to get locks for both doors, then stopped and stared at himself. His new body. God, this was going to take some getting used to.

Black hair, but he had some dark red streaks. It was weird at first, but after looking at some pictures of Miss Martian he realized red was just a Martians hair color. His face shape was more aristocratic; sharp jawline, straight nose, high cheekbones, thin lips. From what he saw online and the meeting room, he was the spitting image of Bruce Wayne. But his eyes—those fucking eyes.

Bright, neon red eyes bore into him. Danny flicked off the light and they glowed softly in the darkness. Red eyes. Because of course. Of course! Red eyes, just like Dan! Danny sighed and left, putting on a cleaner shirt and shoes. He knew he couldn’t avoid mirrors forever, but he really didn't want to think about Dan. Especially when he still didn't know what happened to his world, his friends, his family, Jazz.

At least they matched now. Kinda. The streaks weren't ginger like hers, and they weren't oversaturated orange like Miss Martians, but they were red. So technically he was a redhead, just like Jazz. Danny smiled at that. In a weird way, he had a piece of her. Still hated the eyes, though. He went out and waited for Conner. He came out a few seconds later, wearing a hoodie and jeans.

Their car was actually pretty good. Some jeep truck mix, with a good bed and heated seats. They could probably fit about four chairs and a table in the bed if they Tetris-ed them around. They needed to get a U-haul for everything else, probably. Danny already missed his portals. At least with their super strength they wouldn't need to hire movers.

"We should get a U-haul from that place we saw on the way here," he told Connor, getting in the drivers seat and relishing the AC. "We can pick up a table and some chairs for the dining room, and some other stuff." Connor nodded, turning on the radio. "Yeah! Do loft beds have desks built into them?" "Some do, but if you don’t like the built in ones we can get a normal loft then add a desk."

California was nice. Its the first time he's ever seen it, and there was lots of graffiti. Some gang related, others just street art. Lots of beach shops and cafes, a library, big chain grocery stores and small mom-and-pop shops. The giant furniture store was around six blocks away, but they took a detour to the U-haul.

Walk in, walk back out because he forgot sunglasses fuck he'd need to wipe these cameras, walk back in, rent a U-haul, walk back out, park the car around the side, small talk while getting the keys, comfort Connor because he was still nervous about driving, then drive to the store. He already blurred most people's memories of him, so the folk that saw him were fine. Hopefully.

They talked on the drive there, Connor asking which way to go and Danny reminding him to use the blinker. They made it there unscathed, and got parking near the front. Perfect. The store was two stories, cream with an orange stripe around the middle, and they went to the map at the front.

"This place is so big it needs a map?" Connor looked around, spotted an employee and waved. She waved back, then went back to typing on the computer at the reception desk. "Yep, it looks like all the actual furniture is on the first floor and stuff like appliances and decorations is on the second. Do you want to look at beds or desks first?"

Bruce sighed, glancing at his phone for the hundredth time. Well, it was actually the sixteenth, but it felt like the hundredth. Danny knew about Damian. He'd panicked at first, then remembered that at the time of the meeting incident, Damians file was already in the system.

This was good and bad news. Good news that Danny wasn't watching them through the manor or, god forbid, the batcave cameras. Bad news because this meant Danny had probably accessed every JL and JLD file on that computer, which had been almost all of them. As far as he knew, the only ones uncompromised were his contingency plans. Small victories.

Both his new sons were handfuls in so many different ways. Damian had been rather violent at first. Ok, incredibly violent, but spending time with Dick slowly healed him in a way Bruce couldn't. It hurt at first, but he's accepted that while he'll always be his father, he'll never be his Batman. And in many ways, Damian would never be his Robin the way he was Dicks.

After watching the footage of Danny during the meeting, he tried to connect with the others more, including him. He told Dick it was because, "I want to love the way our clone brother does". It had melted his heart. Despite not even being here, Danny was already helping the family. Damian asked constantly about his 'clone brother', and had expressed jealousy that Connor got to be with him, but admitted he would accept Connor into their family despite that.

Connor...poor Connor. After all the scientists had died—Bruce had timed fourteen seconds after Lilva flatlined—all the footage and files from Project Cadmus were uploaded to the main computer. The footage was disturbing. While Danny was challanged mentally and psychologically tortured, possibly the reason for his own psychological scare tactics, Connor was physically tortured.

The burning kryptonite was the tip of the iceberg. He was shackled with kyrptonite weights then told to run, to fight, to fly, growing violently ill and breaking his bones in an attempt to obey. They wanted to test how much kryptonite was needed to harm a Kryptonion, so they'd expose him to increasing amounts of kryptonite, then beat him. Usually with metal pipes, apparently the most readily available from the storage room, but sometimes they'd use things ranging from 2x4's to semi-automatics.

There was a meta on the reasearch team, Head of Nursing Staff Gabriella Snow. She had a healing ability, able to repair any and all kinds of skin tissue, blood vessels, bone and organ matter. She could regenerate white and red blood cells to stop certain illnesses. She could repair dismembered limbs in a matter of minutes....which she did for Danny and Connor.

She was stone faced as they cried, offering no comfort. Sometimes she would heal them multiple times during 'testing sessions', watching silently as the boys were beaten. She never spoke, never cried, never winced, never looked satisfied. Danny must have hated her. When her photo was transferred into text, it simply read 'monster'.

Danny still hadn’t texted him back yet. Maybe it was late wherever he was and he had gone to bed. Maybe it was early and he was doing chores or making food. Maybe it was the afternoon and he was doing something else. Maybe he was purposely ignoring Bruce. Maybe he was texting someone else like J'onn.

He was slightly jealous of J'onn. Mostly because Danny seemed to like him more than Bruce. J'onn had almost begged him to ask Danny to text him, and Bruce had to agreed. As weird as it was to think about, J'onn was also Dannys dad. Martians usually had large families, dozens upon dozens of kids, and J'onn was only able to have one before the plague. He assumed that Danny made him feel like he got his family back.

Now that he was thinking about it, Danny definitely liked J'onn more than him. He texted him constantly, asking about Martian culture, holidays, books, technology, anything and everything. J'onn texted back with glee. He'd sent Danny images of books and an alphabet book he'd saved that had been for his daughter, and Danny had been able to create a keyboard.

It worked similarly to kana input, and J'onn had been overjoyed to be writing in Martian again. Last he looked, they'd been texting in only Martian for about a month now. Danny was near fluent. According to J'onn Danny wasn't just fascinated by Mars; he loved every part of space. He could go on and on about star belts and suns and black holes, and once got so excited that he video called J'onn.

The video itself didn't give them much info. It was a simple dark blue room that faded into black, with stars and whole galaxies painted out with incredible detail. Danny casually informed J'onn that he had a bit of magic, and the room wasn't anywhere on Earth or its dimension, so there was no way they could use it to find their house. It was comforting to know they had a place to live.

But the video also showed them Danny, the first and only crystal clear look they had of him. Every other image or video his face was a black and white blur, sometimes during painful or emotional moments it was scratched out. Danny looked like him. Same nose, ears, face shape. Damian had said that was obvious; his genes were just as strong as his intelligence. But clearly they weren't strong enough.

Dannys hair was mostly black like his, but there were dark red highlights that turned more orange-red when they hit the light. Obviously the Martian genes coming through. His skin was darker than his, naturally tan, and his palms had an unhealthy green bruise-like tint that also seemed to be natural. But the most outwardly sign he was Martian was his bright red eyes.

It almost looked as if he was wearing contacts. The color was bright, glowed like J'onns and M'ganns, but you could see his green veins and pupils retract with the light. According to J'onn the color made Danny uncomfortable, but he'd looked more relaxed when J'onn had exclaimed that they matched.

It was the most excited and giddy J'onn had even been. According to M'gann, while humans couldn't tell, Martians eyes were different shades of red depending on the parent. Dannys eyes were the exact same shade of red J'onns were. "It's kinda creepy, actually," she'd said, studying Dannys face, "My eyes look like my moms, but not the exact same shade. Maybe because there was no second color to go off of? He is supposed to be a clone, after all."

Danny spent the entire half hour call talking about space, asking J'onn about facts, things Earth got wrong, stories of his time in space and much more. Bruce felt relieved to see Danny so happy, especially after the footage from Cadmus.

"Father!" Damian came running down the stairs, pulling Dick along by the arm. Tim was close behind, and Steph was wheeling Barbara down the ramp. "We've spotted Danny!" Bruce sat up. "San Diego, California! They're currently in a furniture store! Their license plate is—" Damian continued to speak, but Bruce couldn't hear him. He stood quickly. "I'll get the plane ready."

Damian exclaimed 'Yes!' While Dick pushed him down. "No, not yet. We don't want to scare them, B." Tim nodded. "We especially don't want to scare Danny. I don’t think we've seen even a fifth of what he's capable of." Barbara rolled forward and Bruce moved aside. She typed quickly, pulling up camera footage from a U-haul rental.

It was Danny walking in, his face blurred but the black and red clear. He quickly walked out, then came back in with sunglasses on. But while talking his head tilted down, and they could see his eyes, red as rubies. "Heres Connor, too." Barbara pulled up footage of Danny and Connor stepping out of the truck. It was definitely Connor; Clarks face but Luthors blue eyes.

"Looks like they're decorating!" Steph hummed, "How'd you think they're paying for it?" "Some sort of computer-frying card," Damian replied, going next to Barbara and pulling up a close up of the card Danny used. It was pitch black but wasn't a black card. The numbers came up fuzzy on the camera, but were legible. 22 1 21 12 20 1 3 3 5 19 19. "Theres an extra number," Dick pointed out. Barbara nodded. "Its a simple A1Z26 cipher. It means 'Vault Access'."

There were more numbers. 22 1 12 9 4 21 14 20 9 12 4 5 1 20 8, 'Valid Until Death'. 4 1 14 14 25 23 1 25 14 5 10 15 14 26 26, 'Danny Wayne J'onzz'. On the corner of the card was some sort of abstract clock; about two dozen hands, seven circles inside each other like a target symbol, and in each circle there were different numbers and symbols. Some looked demonic, others Bruce was certain he'd never seen before.

"If Danny has access to other dimensions, then this card is most likely from one of them. Thats probably where all the money is coming from too. Should we call the JLD?" If they did, it'd have to be Constantine. Bruce almost wanted to try figuring it out himself just to avoid talking to him. But last time he tried that....he didn't–couldn't–put any of his children at risk.

Bruce pulled out his phone. Danny still hadn’t replied. "Let's hope he's at least slightly sober..."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

MDZS x Warrior Cats AU (part 1): That boy can meow!

Names and a huge inspiration credits to @clintbeefwoods!

(part 2)

[kastalani123]

Trials of Ares: TTC

(Mortal Ares in SoM/BotL)

Ares spends the time between SoM and TTC throwing himself into way too much training, trying to compensate for his weak body and newfound limits. Everyone, including those not too fond of him, keeps trying to get him to stop because it just lands him in the infirmary over and over again and they honestly think it's pathetic to see him constantly sporting bandages and bruises (he can't even get ambrosia/nectar-powered super-healing) in an attempt to regain his godly prowess, unattainable by a mortal. He does not comply with doctor's orders, because he has to be able to protect himself and his allies, you know? Or at least be capable of putting up a fight. It doesn't matter how beaten he gets so long as he stands back up until he is physically incapable of moving again.

Annabeth has gotten over her initial inklings of pity and now just feels pissed every time Lee comes to get her because Ares will not stop even though he's about to cause serious permanent damage to himself and she's the only one who can force him to stop without further harming him.

His kids are conflicted. On one hand, they get the need to constantly train and fight, the need to push as far beyond the limits of their bodies as they can manage. On the other... there's a crazed, glazed look in his eyes when blood and sweat pour down his face, as if he's not really seeing what's in front of him, and his battle screams seem tinged with hysteria. It's a little like he's unravelling at the seams, each forgotten memory and unfamiliar softness of his body sending him further and further into a frenzy.

He always seems normal enough when he cheers them on, though. Not any worse with his threats than any of his children. It's odd. They're not sure how to deal with their father, always shaking with rage, seemingly never aiming the brunt of that rage on them.

Anyways.

He goes to Westover Hall because, again, tied to Annabeth. Also, Chiron thinks it's a good idea to get him away from the arena. He doesn't think Ares's young, mortal fingers can handle being split any longer, they need a moment to build up calluses. So, off he goes. Sally worries over him, as moms do. He doesn't know what to do with it, because he wouldn't dare blow up at a mother, but he hardly knows how else to react to concern. He just. Freezes for most of the ride. Annabeth probably told him not to say anything stupid, anyways.

He tries to attack Thorn the moment he realizes he's a monster. He gets in a decent hit, but is quickly tossed aside and breaks a rib or two (and doesn't tell anyone; no revealing weaknesses here!).

His feelings about Annabeth's kidnapping are... odd. Externally he is, obviously, enraged, though seemingly because he lost the fight with Thorn more than anything else. He even laughs a bit, about how no one can boss him around anymore! But he's a bit more jumbled up inside; he's gotten annoyingly attached to the brat, and not being able to piss her off a bit because she's not there grates on him more than he expected.

Artemis's presence is met with mutual insults. Artemis digs at his weakness, probably roughs him up a bit in a small fight, but ultimately pays him little mind; Ares pulls out insults he doesn't particularly mean, just trying to piss her off despite not having his rage-bait-aura because he wants a fight, damn it, he needs to release all his rage despite his body aching, and who better to do it on than a direct connection to their Father? Suffice it to say, the Hunters really don't like him within like. Two minutes.

When Nico realizes that he's the Ares, he bombards him with questions; Ares blows up a bit, essentially telling the kid to back off, then goes to sulk and try and figure out his ribs. Bianca tries to follow him, because his fall really didn't look good, but he blows her off too. Both the Hunters and Percy tell the siblings to try and avoid him because he's not worth the effort. Bianca... decides to take this as a little challenge, later.

Apollo makes fun of Ares, commenting on his appearance and powerlessness and how mortality isn't all that bad, Apollo's gone through this punishment twice before, can Ares really not handle it? He probably also talks about sending Ares on some errands, now that he's mortal and has to listen to him. Thalia's too stressed to care, the Hunters laugh along, Percy feels complicated because it's essentially bullying but also he still doesn't like Ares all that much, and Grover and the di Angelo's feel bad for him because do you really need to beat down a kid who's already bruised and bloodied and fuming enough?

Ares is essentially considered an extension of Annabeth, and therefore brought along on the quest as a sixth at Chiron's request, despite Zoë's hatred of the idea. Maybe there's a mention of him in the prophecy, I'm not sure, but regardless, he's on the quest legitimately because he needs to help his master. On one hand, he despises this, because he hates being told what to do. On the other, it's once again a fight and a chance to regain his divinity. Though, honestly, a major reason for how determined he is about the quest is that his sister got taken and he does not take that well. It only get worse when he gets the same dream Percy did about Artemis holding up the sky because damn it, no one's allowed to touch his family. He has learned that trying to rush the quest doesn't end well for him, but he's definitely on edge, though he won't let anyone know why.

Bianca is very determined to find out, though. She's got that sibling need to dig into others' business, and though she's trying to distance herself from "babysitting" others, it's a bit hard when there's a brooding kid her age around. She decides it's still a form of rebellion, since everyone keeps telling her not to talk to him. She gets snappy at him, because he is uniquely talented at pissing people off, and they're both surprised when she fires back at him. They both like it, though, and start exchanging barbs; Ares likes having someone to fight who doesn't back down or get too annoyed/bored to continue, and Bianca is giddy with glee that she's being mean. Zoë is. Not supportive of this newfound friendship, but Bianca says she's keeping Ares in check and Ares will be damned if he lets go of his newest little sister-kid.

Bianca is kind of the start of Ares's character development. Most others will either refuse to engage with him or make him shut up/walk away before he gets to anything concrete. Bianca, filled with the pent-up rage of a parentified older sister, refuses, because this is something she's choosing to do for herself, in spite of what those around her say; even her joining the Hunt was prompted by others, but this is entirely her own. She drags genuine emotions from Ares's mouth like she's pulling teeth, gets him to admit that he's worried for Artemis, and repays it with her own concerns about Nico. They bond over being the self-designated "protectors" of the family and being determined to be eternally strong. Ares has already signed the gods damned adoption papers.

And then she dies.

Ares. Does not take this well. He decimates Talos with a godly power-up, desperate to find her; the others cannot pull him away until he does, crushed in metal and burned with electricity. He begs her to wake up but, of course, she doesn't, so he curses out Zeus and Thanatos: Zeus because he's the reason Ares is mortal and got attached; Thanatos because she should have gotten to be picked up by him and not his sisters, the Keres, and can Thanatos not repay his debt to Ares for the Sisyphus thing by being the one to take Bianca, at least?

This is the first time Percy sees through Ares's rage. He has no idea what to do with this, because he is a child and grieving Bianca himself; he decides to process Ares being an actual, multi-faceted person later, when they're not on a quest to save Annabeth and Artemis.

(Also! In his encounter with Aphrodite, he's caught off-guard by her expressing what seems to be genuine concern and feeling for Ares, especially when she tells him to pass on her love and that she misses him, along with a dog tag and a Polaroid picture of her with four young men. He does not, initially, caught up in the quest and digesting their conversation. He will backtrack and correct this later)

Grover also finally manages to get through the stench of rage constantly surrounding Ares and finds the softer grief and worry. He tries to take Bianca's spot of trying to get Ares to talk things through, but after his teeth are almost knocked out, he decides Ares needs a bit of space first. It can wait at least until they get back to the safety of Camp. He's not letting up after the quest is done, though, he vows.

Hoover Dam calms him a little, when they start exchanging little facts about it. He complains about Annabeth ranting about it so much that even he absorbed the knowledge, but is actually grateful for the distraction. He's pissed in a jealous way that Zeus answers Thalia's prayer, though. He doubts he'd ever get that much attention from their Father, and it's fine, really. He doesn't care. Why would he care about familial validation? He hasn't had it in millennia, there's nothing to it. He's fine.

He absolutely freaks out about Bessie. He's also baffled Percy isn't smitten on the spot. He almost kills Bessie himself, in fear of anyone else getting to him first, but lets him be taken to Camp instead.

He totally has a panic attack about the lightning that strikes their car. Thalia realizes something is off, but they don't have the time to deal with it at the moment, so she brushes it off.

Percy and Thalia have to physically hold Ares back from attacking Atlas when he sees Artemis holding the sky and Annabeth gagged. Atlas orders Annabeth to command Ares to not attack him; he's not too concerned about Ares attacking him, especially as a mortal, but it's always one less pest to deal with. She complies.

So he goes for the sky.

I know Percabeth's shared grey streaks are iconic, but Ares is the one who takes the sky from Artemis here. She tries to refuse, because he's mortal, he will die, and regardless of his hated status, she does not want to watch him die, in the end. Ares yells at her, that just because he's mortal doesn't mean he can't handle this, he's still the god of war and her older brother whether she likes it or not. Begrudgingly, he adds that they both know he can't currently rival Atlas in power, but she can, with her trickery. She defeated the Aloadae when he couldn't, so she better give him the sky right now and go fight.

She does.

It is like the pain of all the soldiers he has ever led to war has decided to explode across his body.

(And yes, he is still dealing with previous injuries he has not gotten treated. It's very fun for him. He totally develops chronic pain and adjacent ailments throughout the books, if he wasn't sent down to Earth already with them)

He collapses almost the moment Atlas takes the sky back. The demigods have to help him get up and over to Artemis and Zoë, and Artemis has a bit of panic over who to be more worried about, but Ares makes her shift her focus to Zoë because he's fine, really.

He's not dying, at least.

She does turn her attention on him after Zoë's turned into stars, and finally someone realizes he's been injured for a bit. She yells at him about knowing his limits and not hiding his weak spots from allies because they need to know about them so they can cover for them, then does what she can to heal him up a bit before heading to Olympus. This is the first time in the story that she calls him "brother" in a genuine way, though. It takes away from the worried rage that's been keeping him from passing out and he just. Deflates and drops from exhaustion and pain.

(Fight with Atlas)

He sleeps through the winter solstice meeting. Maybe Zeus keeps him as such, to keep the other Olympians from thinking of him too much; he doesn't want him returned yet, and if Ares shows up in front of everyone right then, the others might argue. So, he sleeps; Apollo probably squirrelled him away to his infirmary or something along those lines.

Once they're back at Camp, Ares finally taking a bit of a break to heal up, Percy passes on the message from Aphrodite, and the dog tag and photo. Ares immediately puts the dog tag chain on and tucks it beneath his shirt; it's the most precious one of his collection, with a curly Harmonia engraved on it, atypical as the format is. The photo, he almost crushes in his grip as he stares at it, before pocketing it with a gruff thank you. After this quest, the TLT trio grows a bit more patience with him, and he ever-so-slowly softens his aggression; there's still a long journey ahead of them, but the trio can now admit some fondness for him, and he stops arguing about everything they say and do.

Ares goes with Percy to talk to Nico but it doesn't change much; honestly, it might make it worse, because, mortal as he is, Ares is a god, he is meant to be powerful enough to protect those around him if he wishes to, so clearly he didn't want to save Bianca. Ares is kind of devastated by Nico running away, because he was hoping he could look after him for Bianca, similar to Percy, but Nico wants absolutely nothing to do with him. He swears he will find him, though, and make up for Bianca's death.

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

In your Constellations Shift story, how would the townsfolk react to Bruno being confirmed as the next candle holder? Any people seeking forgiveness, showing genuine remorse, possible brown nosing?

My plans was for a mix of "all of the above." Some people would feel genuinely sorry, others would just be trying to cover their own asses

However, I did have one moment planned with Osvaldo!

Bruno wasn't surprised to hear people mutter this was somehow his fault. Bad Luck Bruno and blah blah blah. He rolled his eyes, biting back the urge to snap, "Do I look like I care?"

His mother had bawled her eyes out on his shoulder, clinging to him and begging forgiveness. He, his nieces and sisters, had discovered that Julieta's Gift was capable of some truly insane things just before Casita fell. As Casita collapsed, as Bruno raced after Mirabel in her mad dash for the Candle...

Well. What she'd shouted at Alma had proven true. His hand glowed with the same mark Alma had, only his was on his palm. There and gone again, blazing to life as his hand brushed against the Miracle when he tried to pull Mirabel away.

Wonderful, stubborn girl. Too brave for her own good.

But anyway- compared to all that insanity, a few mutters and scowls didn't make a dent.

He was in for a surprise though. As Manuel Sanchez glared at Bruno and not-so-quietly said to his lackeys that he knew who to blame for Casita's collapse, the Miracle's death and the new mountain pass, Osvaldo spoke up.

"Don't talk about my friend like that!" Osvaldo snapped. For such a happy-go-lucky guy, he suddenly looked ferocious. "He didn't do anything wrong! Now are you going to help or just stand around and whine?"

He saw Félix's mouth drop open. Pepa regarded Osvaldo with new and sudden respect in her eyes. Mirabel squealed outright, hands clasped together. Isabela just said, "Huh...What do ya know?" staring at Osvaldo like she'd never seen him before.

Bruno tried and failed to comprehend what Osvaldo just said.

As Manuel and his idiot brigade took the hint and dispersed, Bruno said, "Um...Thanks, Osvaldo. You didn't have to do that."

"Sure I did," Osvaldo said with a shrug and a smile, more like his usual, guileless self. "What are friends for?"

Friends. Seriously? Were they...

Suddenly, Bruno looked back at the last forty-five years of knowing Osvaldo in a new light. The clumsy attempts at conversation, the loud proclamations that not being special didn't matter, the (seemingly) judgmental questions about his rats and the books he read...That hadn't been Osvaldo being a busy-body, had it? Osvaldo thought they were friends. The "Not Special-Special" had actually been an attempt to cheer Bruno up, hadn't it?

Díos mio, Bruno thought blankly. Osvaldo had never been mean, certainly not, but Bruno always thought of him as...well-meaning but oblivious.

Apparently more well-meaning than Bruno had realised.

He felt like a total ass.

"Uh, sure," he agreed hurriedly. "Friends."

[lesbiansanemi]

know you've been going through it recently, so heres a sneak peak at the everyone bleeds red kaza art im working on rn, tried to make his scars resemble his canon demonic markings cuz i thought that'd b cool (lemme know if you have any design notes to add or adjust) hope this can help cheer you up a bit from all the stupid bullshit you've had to deal with <3

ROLESWAP KAZA AAAAAHHHHHHHHH he’s so lovely i’m gonna stare at him forever. I need to chew on him (<- me but also internal kyo dialogue)

His scars being similar to his canon demon markings is SO FUN I love that so much. I love one (1) grumpy hashira akaza who is always putting up with some kinda bullshit haha

The scar he gets after mugen train actually comes from Muzan! Poor dude lost an eye as punishment for that one….. He was really going through it there lol

AAAAHHHHHHHFHDDJDJJDSK he’s so scrunkly I love him soooooooo bad This was such a nice thing to wake up to this morning I love himmmmmmm rotating him around in my brain

[littleblueberryartist]

Playing Stardew Valley for the first time!

Doing a run as an aged up version of my OC Mittie (he pretty much grows up to live the cottagecore dream life so I thought it was fitting)

Also ft. Mittie's boyfriend Azazel in the back telling his crow buddies to leave the crops alone sdfgsfd (Azazel belongs to @cryptstress)

[ssaltlicker]

Caitlyn and vi being overshadowed by the hypothetical het ship and the nonexistent white man ship is. As unfortunate as it is predictable

[rhapsoddity]

Idk if its spoilers or not, but is Ren in Mind Games?

yep!

im moving a couple characters around low-key rebooting the au dsfgvhsdfhgvs but Ren and Gem are going to be taking the narrative place that false and stress were gonna

[astro-nomaly]

You know what for all the body and psychological horror that is Graveyard Shift it’s also a comedy bc the weapons these people are using are atrocious. Lloyd: Magical Girl amulet and a ghost sword he pulls out of a pocket dimension. Harumi: a fan made of knives. Akita: a ginormous fucking dagger or just her teeth depending on her form

Dareth, a 34 year old man: gun

[qoldenskies]

What would the kids' relationships with their godly parents be like?

okkk ummmm so hermes is kind of an absentee parent in pjo so i might uphold that and give leo the most complicated relationship out of the four, although he also might just be comfortable not caring that he's maybe not even met him once. maybe he pretends to be cool with it even though he isn't. i dont think it defines him too heavily, although it is upsetting

however i will NOT take the way pjo slandered ares who is a KING not a weirdo abuser (ESPECIALLY not to women!!! i have a bone to PICK!!!) so i think he'll end up being the cool parent with lost-custody-in-the-divorce vibes that comes by to buy raph lunch and catch up and then fucks along out of his life for a few months but they're chill

and im pretty set on hades literally just being draxum. im thinking the name is just going to be part of a human disguise of some kind (congrats buddy thats the worst anyones ever done it. its unconvincing asf but he's a god he doesnt know what hes doing) and they just call him that anyway its funny. so mikey's relationship is essentially the same

and as for donnie, he's a mamas boy #ItJustMakesSense

[sapphanimates]

[meowrimo]

me and u trying to convince each other to get back into yet another fandom so we can make an au

IM SOBBING BAHAHAHAHAH this is actually us 😭 you’ve dragged me back to marvel and im picking you up and sprinting to dc 🤍 i wonder what is next 😋💞