#gaia give me strength. .

[onepiexe]

god. the universe hates me.

[starknife-starmimi]

Mistakes were nearly made today....

[luxthestrange]

RoR Incorrect quotes#183 Death's Beauty

When Adamas And Hades found out you...were participating in the tournament on humanity's side

Adamas*Looks at you worried*Arent...scared of dying?

Aztec!Y/n*Smirks and Pats shoulder*I do not fear death...Because death is beautiful~

Adamas*looking at you taken aback*DEATH IS BEAUTIFUL!?

Aztec!Y/n*Chuckles at his reaction and play with the tiny spider you found*Gold has value because it's rare...Life has Value because it's short...*Looks up at the Oldest Brothers, glancing at Hades more*...Death gives Life Value...

Hades*Eyes shined at that reasoning, and feel rather hot under his collar*"Oh Gaia Give me strength to not get my youth crush on them again-"...

[chaostroberry1]

I'm not sure how to do request but I saw that you're doing RoR, I wonder if you may do Beelzebub with dom M!Reader smut for me?

The scenario is up to you! But I'd like to imagine M!Reader being the strongest one even after Zeus, perhaps as a significant deity/ruler in the pantheon. I think that would somehow works out with Beelzebub curse unable to affect us since we're stronger??

—Thank you, I wish you a nice day and healthy schedule! 💕

There are quite a lot of beelzebub requests today haha😂 sur thing! • I'm going to re-use my idea from back then for (m/n)/reader's lore. Which I used back in my apollo fic.

If you'd like to learn more about (m/n)'s lore, look here.

Beelzebub × Dom!male!reader | smut

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(m/n) one of the very first gods to have ever existed, and had been Zues' guardian from when he was a baby. M/n the one and only male born from a seedling by Gaia, getting swallowed into the earth to rest until the titanomochy was finished, before being awoken to continue life as the god of destruction.

His name was enough to strike fear into the hearts of those who heard it, some even using it as a curse towards others they loathed. Even after zues had taken the throne as ruler, he still knew well not to mess with the god, for he was literally Zues' guardian, and trainer who prepared him for the fight between the titans and his father.

Everyone knew his name, and how incredibly powerful he was. He was horrible, or so they thought. Until a certain person stumbled upon him, wanting to fight.

That person being, Beelzebub.

Beelzebub only wanted to be trained under (m/n) to get stronger. But in the end, he instead got the god to adore him as time passed, he was being treated like some sort of princess. And then slowly used as a fuck toy at the same time. A pretty little thing to look at whenever the mighty ruler was feeling somewhat pissed.

....

The halls were empty, but it echoed with the footsteps, Ones that belonged to the lord of the flies, Beelzebub. Who was on his way to meet you. He had walked by Loki who was giving him a nasty wink, as if something was waiting for him ahead. "Are you looking for lord (m/n)? I didn't know little goth boys were his type~ hehe...is he big down there? I assume he is~" he snickered. He was one of the very few who knew about Beelzebub's personal affairs with the god. Due to there being one incident of Loki walking in on the two going at it.

Beelzebub ignored him, already irritated and embarrassed by the perverted comment. "You keep your mouth shut" he grumbled, continuing to walk. But is then stopped by a tall figure that stared down at him, giving a smirk that sent a chill down his spine. (M/n)..

"L..lord (m/n)..." He was interrupted by the gods thumb caressing his lips, before pulling him in for a kiss, which he accepted, still ignoring Loki's distant snickering. "Best greetings to you, Beelzebub...I'm glad you came. Shall we take it somewhere private?" He let out a soft blush, nodding as you held his hand gently, guiding him to your room.

You placed him on the bed, locking the door before looking down at him. Putting your strong hands on his lips once again,parting the bottom lip from the top, slowly opening his mouth. "Thank you for meeting me here...beloved." you growl lowly, knowing that his curse couldn't affect you in any way, due to you humbling it with your insane strength and overwhelming aura. Forcing it back into Beelzebub.

You entered your tongue into his mouth, making out with him as he took off his clothes, already getting into it, letting out muffled breaths while he drooled. You looked down at his perking tits, pinching and squeezing them, making his huff out a steamy breath in arousal.

You massage it in a good circling motion, before bending him over and then pulling his pants off, revealing his tight puckered hole. You slid your tongue inside, giving him a memorable rimjob to never forget for the rest of the week.

"darling thing...I'll stretch you out for a bit, okay? I'll make you cum real good.."

"ngh...put it in ...don't keep me waiting..."

You chuckled at his response, pulling your huge cock out your pants, making his mouth water. you inserted the tip inside, before half of the length slides in as well, making him cry in pleasure, "huuh...huu...lord (m/n)...lord (m/n)....pound it...pound me with that huge thing....please..."

You pounded his ass fast and ferociously, no mercy on his right virgin whole. Before lifting his butt higher and pounding it rougher, the room full of sticky fuck and echoing cries for more cock. "Lord (m/n)!!! Haa--!! Aahh~~!! Faster please~!!!" He moaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his own cock squirted. Your pounding pace too fast to imagine. Leaving him panting and gasping for air.

You cummed into him around 5 times before pulling out, a sticky string of cum bridging between your cock and his hole. You left a huge gape. Then using your fingers to part it open, just to see how much space you filled. You then stuff your thick length back inside and fucked him full of cum once more, using his cum dumpster of a body to your liking. Not sparing a care to who'd hear from outside.

When you finally finished, you had him on his knees, mouth open while you stroked your cock, ahooting out strings of semen onto his pretty face while he took it like the good boy he was. It didn't take long before you guys were back on the bed, getting down at it once more, transferring from his ass to his mouth, not knowing that Loki was still outside, snickering to himself.

"it must really be huge then~"

The sheer force and speed from your fucking had caused Beelzebub's moans to vibrate, pleasing for you to go faster. "Faster...fasterr~~" he whined needily, spreading his legs further apart from each other, just to feel more cock hitting his hole.

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[universalmofo]

okay i finished heroes of olympus a couple days ago and here are some of my thoughts :

-nico should’ve been a part of the seven. he was essential to the success of the quest in numerous capacities and one of the big three’s kids. it made NO sense to me that he wasn’t one of the seven. (on that note, i think it did make sense that thalia wasn’t one of the seven. she has been with the hunters for some time and she was presumed a tree for like a long time.)

-grover could’ve very very easily taken coach hedges part in hoo. grover was already out looking for percy, so if he was already looking for percy and if annabeth found out that a “clue” to where percy was, was at the wilderness school grover would’ve jumped at the opportunity to go and try and figure out what was going on at the school by acting as a student again. he would’ve been back at camp by the end of the lost hero and he would have, what, 6 (?) months to go spread a warning to the wilderness about gaia and get things in order before they took off on the argo ii. and he could’ve been trying to communicate with percy via empathy link the ENTIRE time he was doing other stuff.

-it was just lazy of rick to write out grover tbh. and even tyson who came all the way across the country for percy. only for them to have extremely limited amount of time spent together (which makes sense, but this would’ve been HUGE for percy).

-it has been stated over and over and over again that quests should only be taken on by three. this quest was the biggest task they had ever faced, with far too much at stake. therefore, the prophecy of the seven should’ve been a utter tragedy ( one could even say a modern greek tragedy ) where they all accepted that four of them would Not be finishing this quest alive. that they were all willing to give themselves up for the greater good.

which four should’ve lived, i think percy, nico, annabeth and leo. (this pickings are biased and based on the idea that nico should’ve been included in the seven prophecy, if nico is not included then frank or hazel could take his place, but also these choices are based on their importance to the quest and their strength/ability)

- there was no need for there to be so many couples in the group of seven. it caused a huge lack in my opinion of actual friendship development.

there was very little actual friendship development/ vibes even in the lost hero when piper and leo HAVE been friends for MONTHS??? also this continues to be an issue in the rest of the books where piper and jason literally leave leo out or there is a comment along the lines of “he knew to give them their space”.

rick constantly threw in comments about how hazel and piper had become closer, or piper and annabeth had become “best friends” while not actually showing that. same thing with the boys. the only example i can think of where there was some real development was that conversation leo and frank had when they were at the bottom of the ocean.

they never had moments of them all sitting and talking besides about strategy.

- and on THAT note piper and jason never should’ve started dating. it was forced. it just seemed like the thing they should do after hera forced these memories in pipers head. quite frankly, it was a huge missed opportunity for a storyline in which leo and piper had been dating and hera shoved jason in between those memories and leo piper and jason are all SUPER pissed about that, or a storyline about how jason and piper try to figure out if there’s something there the entirety of the lost hero but the reason it just doesn’t feel right to jason becomes more obvious to him as he slowly develops a crush on leo.

there were just a LOT more interesting ways to go about that trio and none of them happened which made that entire dynamic fall flat for me and i think a lot of people.

which makes sense why frank leo and hazel worked SO much better and were believably close and connected. (even if frank and hazel were mainly the audience being told they like one another and not shown)

-percy was slightly off throughout the books. i believe even rick admitted he had a hard time writing percy in these books since he hadn’t for a while.

-did we ever find out why leo and piper were totally fine out in the world even tho they were 15??? i don’t remember this being explained??

-i distinctly remember jason getting some memories back and remembering frank and hazel as his friends AND hazel or frank discussing jason as a friend in son but then in house of hades or maybe mark of athena or blood of olympus (i can’t remember), hazel thinks to herself that she was still not sure what to think of jason? like she couldn’t tell what was going on underneath the surface? as if they hadn’t been friends or ever met before the quest?

-nico and percy are friends at the end of the day. percy is on some level protective over nico and nico is connected to percy / cares about him even if he doesn’t have a crush on him. they have a very interesting dynamic but at the end of the day, if percy went missing for MONTHS, nico would’ve been looking for him. and he most definitely would’ve not just pretended to entirely not know him when he came to camp jupiter??? especially when percy asked if he knew nico. that was SO weird to me. i was expecting them to have a conversation, even if nico gave him very brief and vague info.

on that train of thought, percy WOULD NEVER doubt the idea of rescuing nico??? his fatal flaw is LOYALTY. no matter how pissed he was at nico he would never question if they should even save nico. even if NOT for nico, it was kinda established that percy felt like an older brother to hazel (even tho this dynamic was never again touched on or seen), which again, he is loyal to those he cares about so he would be willing to do it, if not for nico, then for sure for hazel.

-percy never says i love you or i love you back to annabeth until blood of olympus. which is CRAZY and sooo not percy in my opinion.

-why the hell were mark of athena and house of hades the hardest parts of the entire quest ??? fighting gaia should’ve taken up the the majority or better yet, the ENTIRETY of boo, similarly to the last olympian.

i think this came down to a poorly paced series. rick could’ve broken his formula in tlh and son and moved the stories along faster. have the annabeth reunion in son or make the books longer.

- leo and nico would’ve been an interesting dynamic and quite frankly, they could’ve been a very cute couple. both feel like they are always on the outskirts / like they don’t fit in, both have complicated and sad familial issues, both of their mothers died because of the gods in some regard, both have never had a stable home, both speak other languages, both don’t have any other family then their godly parents, both have constantly been running their whole lives and haven’t been able to make real connections and friends.

the fact that i could even come up with this many makes me even more mad cause my lord. what a missed opportunity.

-leo was the heart of the entire quest. he literally CARRIED for five books straight and he was paid DUST.

i hated his ending.

you’re telling me that he literally has spent a year, fighting alongside his friends, building a ship for them to be able to carry out this quest, living with them, caring about them, and then “sacrificing” himself and all that mattered to him was A GIRL??? his FIRST priority was calypso??? not even letting his friends know that he was ALIVE??

on that subject, why wouldn’t he tell them his entire plan? if he was gonna tell hazel and frank that he was going to die anyways?

-percy losing his heroes blessing or whatever it’s called?? 😐 it seems like rick just needed a reason to get rid of this? it honestly just made no sense.

- and last but very not least ( i can’t believe i almost forgot ) WHAT WAS RICK THINKING NOT HAVING PERCY OR ANNABETH’s POV’s in BOO????

i gotta be real y’all i did not know i had so many opinions/ issues with the books until i started doing this.

anyways, mark of athena and house of hades are by far the best books of this series and also the most gripping and well written. please remind me if i miss remembered something and am wrong.

[poppitron360]

Hot take but the whole “who is the most powerful demigod” debate is stupid.

Percy is not the most powerful demigod. Nico is not the most powerful demigod. Leo- despite vaporising a primordial goddess with his bare hands- is NOT the most powerful demigod.

The whole POINT of the Seven is that they’re all meant to be EQUALS in power. Or at least that’s what they are in theory, but in a desperate attempt to keep Percy as the main character they nerfed everyone else.

They each have unique abilities, which complement and contradict each other- working together as a team. They all have their own specific set of skills that they bring to the table. Neither should be more important than the other.

Yes Percy almost killed the goddess of misery with her own poison. Yes Nico can kill a person with a touch. But Hazel prevented Gaia from rising another seventy years. Piper can charmspeak literal gods. Jason defeated Krios single-handedly (we never see it but we’re told about it). Frank had to be given a physical handicap from the UNIVERSE ITSELF for being too powerful. Reyna has two ferocious robot lie-detector dogs, lived on Circe’s island so knows some magic and shit, lived with Pirates for a while, single-handedly ran CJ for eight months while trying to keep Octavian off her back AND led the legion into battle when the time came- not to mention the fact that she can basically amplify anyone’s strength/lend them hers. We don’t even have TIME to dive into all the times Annabeth has been seriously OP. Plus, Leo has a 60-tonne fire-breathing dragon, is the first fire user in nearly four centuries AND defeated Gaia.

I would’ve loved it if they’d all played equal part in the final battle against Gaia instead of Leo doing all the work. While I’m not complaining that Rick made my favourite character the most important in the end, I kinda think that if you’ve got a concept of Seven demigods each with their own role to play you should actually make their roles all equal- not just wait ‘til you find out who the fan favourite is and then give him the most significant job.

GIVE EACH MEMBER OF THE SEVEN EQUAL NUMBER OF POV CHAPTERS IN THE BOOKS PLEASE.

Perhaps it’s my neuros diverging, but I HATE it when things aren’t mathematically equal or don’t line up correctly. Fold a piece of paper in half all wonky-like in front of me I dare you.

The Lost Hero? Flawless! Each character gets two chapters, and it all rotates in the same cycle until we end up back with who we started. Admittedly Jason gets two extra chapters at the end but that just means we can give Piper and Leo more chapters in the other books. Son Of Neptune? Great! Percy gets a few more chapters in ratio to Frank and Hazel, though. Mark Of Athena?… All the Greek demigods get a POV! That’s fine! But where’s our book dedicated to just the Roman characters? House Of Hades? FANTASTIC! Everyone in the Prophecy gets a POV.

But wait! There’s more! Now there’s two new characters who need POVs, making the fandom have to write out a whole “the seven plus Nico and Reyna” thing even though the series is literally called Heroes of Olympus and so you could just call them that but that’s besides the point. Controversial, but I don’t mind the lack of Percabeth POVs in Blood of Olympus. We kinda already know a lot about them already and I wanna give my other pookies a time to shine. But the fact that Frank and Hazel only get TWO books with POVs meanwhile Leo and Piper get FOUR-

As much as I love them all, I just think that nine characters in five books might’ve been Rick biting off more than he can chew. We know this because of how hastily they had to wrap up Leo’s arc and the “oath to keep with a final breath” line in the Prophecy in the last chapter, and how Frank, Hazel and Reyna don’t get completed arcs until TOA.

But anyway, I think that “Percy is the most powerful”- while I know it’s an opinion most of the fandom share- is actually erasing the whole concept of HOO. Seven characters, equally powerful, for different reasons. And if Rick had just stuck to that concept, it would’ve been much more stylistically pleasing (with an equal number of chapters for each character) and be able to shine a light on characters like Frank and Hazel who are kinda pushed to the sides in the books. It made the final battle kinda anticlimactic just to have the Lost Trio and mostly Leo defeat Gaia, and just kinda made the ending underwhelming imo.

[cherrygukkie]

Late Night Encounters Pt 4 | jjk

A/N: Here is part 4 of Late Night Encounters :) I hope you all enjoy it. Let me know if there are any errors. I would appreciate any feedback. <3

Word count: 5k+

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“Hey, are you still with me?” Your coach’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. You turn to see her looking at you with a worried expression. “Are you okay?”

“I’m so sorry,” you say, shaking your head. You quickly refocus on her, “I got lost in my thoughts…”

It took you a minute to realize that Mindy left the bar. You didn’t even notice her slip away amid everything.

Your eyes wandered to the entrance and Jungkook and Gaia were out of sight. The image of Jungkook and Gaia together lingers in your mind.

Curiosity was killing the cat, wasn’t it?

“I see…” your coach narrows her with a small nod. “… did you at least hear anything I said?”

You shook your head. “What did you say?”

Your coach’s expression softens and she steps a bit closer. “I was asking if you were okay. I know you didn’t get recruited, and I just want to make sure you’re handling it alright.”

“I’m fine, really,” You reassure her, touched by her concern for you. “Being recruited wasn’t in my plans this year, but I’m okay with it.”

“Are you sure?” she asks, slightly worried with how nonchalant you were about it. “It’s okay not to be okay.”

“Positive,” you nod, as in an attempt to convince her that things were good. “I feel like I still have some personal growth before I move onto something big like that.”

She gives you a look, taken back. “It’s so unexpected that you think so. You’re one of my best and most aggressive players on the team. It just surprises me that you feel that way...”

Hearing how she thinks so highly of you made you feel even more comfortable with your decision.

“That’s why I’m not upset about not being recruited. It will happen when I am more than ready.” You twirl your glass of sparkling water, watching the bubbles spin satisfyingly.

Coach smiles, very pleased with your response. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay.” She reaches out and gently rubs your arm, a gesture full of warmth and reassurance. “If you ever need to talk or if there’s anything I can do to help, please don’t hesitate to let me know. You’re an important part of this team, and I care about how you’re feeling.”

Coach isn’t much of the touchy type, so it caught you off guard when she did that. She’s been extra supportive lately, more attentive to how you’re feeling.

You didn’t look at it weird because she was always like a mother figure in your life, guiding and supporting you through both victories and setbacks. It was obvious that she genuinely cares about you beyond just your performance on the team.

From the first day you joined the team, she was there, offering advice, lending an ear, and giving you the encouragement you needed. Her steady presence has always been a source of strength for you.

You couldn’t be more grateful for having a person like her in your life.

“I appreciate it, Coach.” A warmth spreads across your chest as you smile. “I will always keep that in mind.”

As you both walk back towards the main area of the event, the sound of laughter and celebration grows louder, enveloping you in a vibrant atmosphere. The lively chatter of your teammates and the clinking of glasses create a symphony of joy that fills the air.

🏐🥊

Once people start to leave the venue, you feel a hand on your shoulder. It’s Yoongi and his usual calm demeanor. “Ready to head back?” he asks, his voice gentle.

“Yeah, I think so,” you respond, feeling the exhaustion weighing you down. You knew it was time to head home when your social battery was getting low.

You and Yoongi said your goodbyes to everyone, and then the two of you made your way to the car. You settle into the passenger seat, buckling your seatbelt as Yoongi starts the engine.

The drive begins in comfortable silence, the hum of the car and the faint sounds of the city at night creating a peaceful backdrop.

Yoongi glances at you as he navigates the streets. “Did you enjoy yourself, Y/N?”

You look at Yoongi, then nod. “It was great seeing everyone celebrate their achievements.”

“I agree.” He nods, his tone thoughtful. “It was good to see how excited everyone was about their achievements and their future.”

“It felt like a real celebration and I feel like that’s what I needed.” You smile thinking about how successful this evening was. “By the way, there’s something I didn’t get to tell you earlier.”

“And that is?” Yoongi asks.

“I’m going to be the captain now,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady. “Coach told me earlier tonight. Mindy is leaving, so I’m taking over.”

“Damn girl.” His face lights up with a proud smile. “Coach Y/N? That has a nice little ring to it. I am very happy for you, sis.”

“Thanks, bestie,” you reply, with a joyful smile. “It's a big responsibility, but I feel like I am ready for it.”

“Damn right, you are.” He turns left, focusing on the road. “Now me and Taehyung are gonna get matching t-shirts with your face and name on it for your games.”

“Oh like hell you will.” You chuckle. “But seriously, I think I can live up to everyone’s expectations like Mindy or hopefully even better.”

“The only expectations you need to worry about are your own,” Yoongi says. “Just be yourself and lead the way you know how. Don’t get caught up in anyone else’s opinions.”

He did have somewhat of a point. Getting caught up in everyone’s opinions can make you lose track of the image you want to maintain as captain.

The rest of the drive continues with light conversation and laughter between you and your best friend. Soon, Yoongi pulls up to your dorm building as the familiar lights come into view. He pulls up to the curb and puts the car in park.

“We’re here,” he sighs, leaning back in the seat and you unbuckle your seatbelt. “Make sure to get rest, alright? I’ll see you tomorrow at school.”

“See you tomorrow.” You step out of the car and head towards the dorm entrance, giving him a wave as he drives away.

As you make your way inside and head up to your room, you reflect on the evening. You were the captain of your volleyball team now and it was a damn good feeling. You couldn’t wait to share the news with your dad once you got settled in.

Unlocking your door, you step into your shared dorm suite, greeted by the low hum of the television. Your roommate, who you’ve always had a somewhat distant relationship with, is sprawled on the couch, eyes glued to the screen. As you walk past her, she glances up briefly.

“Nice dress,” she comments, her tone neutral, yet unexpectedly civil. You weren’t able to tell if it was genuine or backhanded, but you said thanks anyway.

You lock the door, then immediately go to your room. Her complimenting you was odd… It was rare for her to acknowledge you beyond the necessities of living together.

Both of you always bickered about any small inconvenience and you both were opposites in some ways alike, which is a recipe for disaster.

You step into your room and let out a deep breath. It felt good to finally be home in your environment. Now all you had to do was prepare for the next and what’s to come for tomorrow.

But there was something that wasn’t sitting right in your brain, so before you did anything, you went on Instagram to do some digging.

You go on Harvard’s Official volleyball page and you see multiple pictures that were recently posted from the event. You scroll through the pictures but see nothing but Gaia and her teammates.

As expected.

Instantly clicking on Gaia’s profile, you see nothing suspicious. No pictures of her and Jungkook together, but you weren’t going to settle for that. You were too nosey for your own good and you needed answers.

Your finger hits her following and you find Jungkook’s Instagram by just typing his name.

@jungkook.97

Even though you didn’t follow each other, you still decided to go through his posts carefully examining each photo and caption he had, looking for any hints of a romantic relationship between him and Gaia.

There were no signs of Gaia on his page, not even a sign of a relationship. It was mainly pictures of him, his expensive car, him hanging out with family and friends.

That was it.

Suddenly, your finger slips, and you accidentally double-tap one of his pictures—a recent photo where Jungkook looks particularly good. It was a photo of him in the boxing ring shirtless and sweaty…

Looking effortlessly hot.

“Fuck!” Your heart stops as you realize you liked the post, and you quickly unlike it. But it’s too late; the notification has already been sent.

And shortly, you were certain that Jungkook would blow up your phone about it. After all, you didn’t follow each other… so it looked very suspicious on your end.

You decided to shut off your phone and go to the bathroom. It’s been a day and a hot steamy shower sounded nice and would help clear your mind and relax.

Once you finished your shower and settled into bed, you texted your dad just to check on him and tell him about the sporting event.

Surprisingly there was no dm of Jungkook confronting you about liking one of his photos.

You put your phone down and lay in your bed. The softness of your comfort snuggles your body as your thoughts rest as you eventually drift off into a deep sleep.

🏐 🥊

It's morning and the sun is beaming. You were already dressed and ready for class, but you made a stop at the library so you could get a chemistry textbook.

Taehyung was borrowing yours at the moment and you needed your own for class. So you wanted to go while you still had time before 1st period officially started. With it still being early, you were most likely going to catch up on work as well.

As you enter the library, it is empty. There was not a single soul there except the librarian.

You casually scan the shelves for your chemistry textbook. The quiet atmosphere felt strange without your usual music playing in the morning.

That was because Jungkook still had your expensive headphones from yesterday. It surprisingly slipped your mind that you had to get them back, but it was no big deal.

You were going to get them from him today one way or another. Even if it meant clawing his face for it.

Your eyes landed on the exact textbook you needed, but it was on the highest self and out of your reach. Quickly looking around, you search to see if there was anything you could use to step on.

Nope

Just as soon as you were going to ask the librarian for assistance, you suddenly heard a familiar voice behind you. “Looking for something?”

You turn around, startled, to find Jungkook standing there, his deep brown eyes staring down at you with curiosity. “Nothing,” you reply curtly.

That prideful attitude of yours didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that you were struggling to reach a book.

Jungkook isn’t buying your bullshit, so he rolls his eyes. “Right, because wandering around in the chemistry section is casual,” he says, scanning the titles on the shelf in front of her. He reaches up and pulls out a thick chemistry textbook. “This one?”

You snatch the book from his hand, “Thanks,” you mutter, your tone still cool. Without waiting for a response, you head towards the back of the library, hoping to escape the conversation.

Because now all you can think about is how you accidentally liked one of his Instagram posts last night. That was the last thing you wanted to talk about right now.

But he is never one to miss an opportunity to get under your skin. “Beasty wait up,” he calls after you, his tone light but with an edge of irritation.

You settle into a corner table with your chemistry textbook. You still had time to kill before class, so you were going to sit and do work.

Jungkook follows you and he appears at the edge of the table, leaning casually against the back of the chair. “What are you doing sitting at the library this early?” he asks, a note of genuine curiosity in his voice. “Only nerds come to the library at this hour.”

“I’m here to do some work,” you say firmly, meeting his gaze with a guarded expression.

Jungkook takes a seat across from you, his demeanor unchanged. He thought for a second, before speaking up again. “Is there something going on? You’re not usually this dedicated.”

You frown, unsure of how to take what he just asked you. It seems like he’s aware of how shady his question sounded because he asked so casually and he’s just blankly staring at you.

“Excuse me? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” You frown even harder, obviously offended by his words. Defense mode activated.

Jungkook gives you a look, “Exactly what I mean, and stop cursing. It is not lady-like.”

You narrow your eyes at him, irritated by his presence. His direct approach wasn’t helping your attitude either. “What are you trying to get at, Jungkook?”

He sighs, his face becoming calmer. “Look, I know that you’re bad at school. I was just curious to know if that’s why you were here in the library this early,” Jungkook says, his tone steady as he crosses his arms. “If it’s because you need to get your grades up for volleyball.”

Jungkook was correct. You were terrible at school, but that wasn’t the reason you were at the library.

At least this time…

Out of all the girls on your team, you had the worst grades. The issue was that your focus was mainly on volleyball and not your education, which isn’t good.

As you unzip your backpack, you place your notebook and a pencil on the table. You needed to take some notes for history class from a documentary your teacher uploaded.

It would’ve gotten done yesterday, but you were booked for the evening and it had to get done later than expected.

Jungkook watches your every move, still waiting for a proper answer. You look up at him, “I am just here to do notes for history class. I’m here to focus, not explain myself to you.”

“You say that, yet you just explained why you were here.” He nods, then casually reaches into his pocket. “Fair enough.”

With him saying that you assume that he would leave the library. But instead, he’s still here… sitting next to you… regularly.

Soon, Jungkook discloses his vape from out of his pocket. You look at him with panic in your eyes because of the serious trouble he could get into if someone sees him.

Your mouth slightly falls open in disbelief at how careless he was being. “Really? On school grounds?”

Jungkook doesn’t say a word, instead, he wraps his pink lips around the tip, taking an elongated inhale only for it to release from out of his nose.

He finally speaks, looking directly at you. “Can you not bounce on my dick for once?” He chuckles, before popping the tip back into his mouth again.

Bouncing on his dick?? My god.

“Fine then metal lungs. Do what you want.”

You continue watching the documentary on your phone while taking notes. The silence only adds to your annoyance as you recall the Instagram incident from last night. It was shocking that he didn’t rub it in your face already.

Casually sneaking glances up at Jungkook, he was still smoking and minding his business. Your eyes wander to his neck and you immediately remember that he still had your headphones.

“Hey…” you speak up directly, dropping your pencil. “Where are my headphones? I need them back-”

He ignores your question, speaking over you.

"Wanna hit it?" he asks, holding the vape in front of your eyes. You glance down at the colorful vape in his tattooed hand and shake your head. Never in your life have you smoked and you were not going to start now.

Why did he dismiss your question like that…?

“I never share, so this is me being generous. Plus the flavor is cotton candy, if that helps."

"No!" you shoo his hand away. "I'm an athlete, I shouldn't be doing that…” He shrugs at you denying his offer and he takes a puff releasing another small cloud.

The fact that the librarian wasn’t noticing the cloud of smoke in the air was crazy. If you were to try something like this, you’d get caught up instantly.

“Aren’t you like a fighter or something? You shouldn’t be smoking either. It could affect your performance. Plus, that’s not natural… it has all sorts of lead poisoning and battery acid…”

He wasn’t stupid, he knew how unhealthy vapes were. But did he care? No, he didn’t and he didn’t give a fuck about your rant either.

Jungkook grumbles, running his unoccupied hand through his dark soft curls. “I am aware and I do boxing sessions. I’ve been doing it too long to not survive. I’ll be alright.”

Now that you are thinking about it, the majority of the athletes at your school were smokers. Basketball players, football players, cheerleaders, soccer players, and more.

Maybe some of your teammates were a part of the majority too. It killed you how common smoking was at your school, you couldn’t understand the point.

His deep voice breaks the silence, “Aren’t you bad at school? How do you know exactly what’s in this?” The smoke eased its way out his mouth as he spoke, twirling the vape in between his fingers.

You looked at him as if he was a dumbass. “Anyone with a brain and common sense knows that.”

“Right…and you have both,” He mumbled sarcastically, his gaze dragging you up and down slowly.

“I’ll let you have it because I have something serious to ask you.” Your attention was on Jungkook, instead of your history notes.

He looks over at you. “Shoot.”

“I wanted to know about Gaia. I heard she didn’t get recruited. Do you know why?” You ask, casually.

Jungkook raises his brows, his face becoming more serious. He was surprised that you were asking about Gaia, especially with you hating her. “Gaia? She got a shit ton of offers.”

“What?” You think for a moment, trying to recall yesterday. But you couldn’t remember seeing her on stage. “I thought she didn’t get recruited…”

“Yeah, well, maybe you don’t know everything. She turned them down.” He forms an O with his lips blowing the sugary cotton candy scent in your face. The smell filled your nostrils making you a little nauseous.

Waving your hand, you clear the smoke that was in your face. “Why would she turn down offers to get recruited? That’s huge.” Your voice tinged with bitterness. You said you didn’t want to be recruited this year, but if you were given the opportunity, you’d take it.

Why would Gaia turn down offers to play on a professional team? Any player would kill to be in her position. She had so many different teams that wanted her and she turned them down? Why?

“Before the event started, she talked with her coach. Her coach reached out to all the teams that wanted her and declined them.” His face remained neutral as he shrugs, his muscles shifting under his black button-up jacket. “I guess she cares more about winning the tournament championship with the team this year than going pro.”

The championship for this year's tournament.

Gaia was hungry for it once again and she was going to try to reclaim that trophy for this year’s championship. She made that known during your little interaction yesterday…

“Because,” Jungkook speaks up, toying with his handful of silver rings. “If Harvard wins again this year, they will make history as the first school to win the championship 4 times in a row.”

I guess it made sense… She wanted to be a part of an important moment like that and make history, but turning down professional teams? Gaia had some balls on her.

He raises an eyebrow, his gaze locked on you. "Well, why didn't you get recruited?" His question hangs in the air like a heavyweight.

Everyone knew how passionate you were about the sport, so he was curious to know where your head was.

He studied you intently, waiting for your response. “I didn’t want to,” you answer firmly, not wanting to give him any more information than necessary.

Jungkook raises his hands in a gesture of surrender, not expecting such a firm response from you. “Alright beasty chill out. No need to get defensive. It was only a question.”

Suddenly, the librarian’s voice crackled over the PA system, breaking the silence. “Attention, class will begin in ten minutes. Please start packing up your belongings and leave the library.”

You began to gather your things, efficiently stacking your books and stuffing your notes into your backpack.

“Class is about to start.” You slung your backpack over your shoulder. “I will see you never,” you grumble, heading towards the exit.

Jungkook leans back in his chair, the sound of your footsteps fading into the background noise of the library. He watches you walk out the door as he drowns in his thoughts.

🏐🥊

Class is now in session!

It was the beginning of 1st period and just like any other typical college classroom, the students scattered around the room waiting for the lecture to start. It was calculus class, so it was usual for your professor to be running behind. He always arrived 5 minutes after the final bell rang.

You and your other best friend Taehyung were slouched in the 4th row at your usual corner of desks in the classroom. It was far away from the other students, just as you liked it. Your desks were the perfect spots for your random conversations and endless shit talking.

Taehyung leans back in his chair, stretching his arms lazily. “You know, I could go for a vacation right about now,” He mused, a dreamy look on his face. “Somewhere tropical, with endless cocktails and big booty bitches to accompany me.”

•hello???

At that moment you cough from choking on your spit from how unhinged Taehyung was. Despite being best friends, it always threw you off because each time his words became more unfiltered. Which is why you were glad nobody was around to hear his nonsense.

“Unfortunately, the odds of that happening is very low…”

Taehyung looks at you for a good minute before dramatically sighing, “Can’t a guy fantasize about escaping reality for a second without you shitting on it?”

You snort, “Excuse me for being realistic.”

“Yeah, and that’s your problem.” He watches you yawn, showing you have no interest in what he’s saying. You casually push your thick frames up on your nose. “Maybe you should take a walk in delulu land. It’ll help that attitude.”

“Oh nooo.” A dramatic gasp comes from your mouth, clutching your clothed chest. “You're talking about my attitude again. I am so hurt.”

You both stare at each other with deadpans, before shortly bursting into laughter. The kind of laugh that easily and often happens between you two.

Taehyung’s shoulders soften as he rests his arms on the wooden desk. His tone shifted to something more curious and serious. “Your sporting event yesterday… how did that go?”

“It was nice and the venue was way bigger and prettier than it was last year.”

His blonde hair brushes against his forehead as he chuckles at how your mood brightens once he asks about the event. “Sounds like it was a big deal. I assume that there were plenty of scouts there?”

You nod enthusiastically, your hands gesturing as you recall the event. “Yes, there were so many teams there, including teams that I like.”

Taehyung tilts his head slightly, his brows furrowing in curiosity. “Did anyone from your team get noticed?”

“Mindy got recruited yesterday.” You smile, thinking about yesterday’s atmosphere. It was delightful watching everyone supporting each other. “I am so thrilled for her.”

“Ohhhhh.” Taehyung’s eyes light up with sudden interest, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. “Mindy? The tall light skin with the curly hair and pretty smile?”

“Yes… that is her.” You slowly nod at Taehyung’s expression change. It wasn’t shocking that he found Mindy attractive, a lot of people did. She has this radiant energy that draws people to her.

He brings his hands together like a criminal mastermind, giving you a certain look. You catch on to your best friend's intentions and you roll your eyes, crossing your arms.

“Wanna hook me up?” Taehyung’s toothy grin grew wider.

You can’t help but laugh, shaking your head in amusement. Of course, he would ask this. Typical Taehyung. “You are unbelievable… you are aware that she’s now focusing on her career, right?”

He shrugs nonchalantly, “And I want to be with her every step of the way.” Taehyung sure as hell was determined. “Besides, Mindy wouldn’t turn me down. We have too many things in common.”

“Like what?” You snort, shaking your head at his antics. He sounded like a fool. “You hardly know Mindy enough to know that.”

A moment of silence creeps upon you both, as he softly strokes his chin. “I’m attractive and she’s attractive. We go together, it’s that simple.”

“That’s it??” You roll your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips betrays your amusement.

“She likes playing with balls and I have balls.”

You freeze, blinking at him in stunned silence. Did he just say that? No, he didn’t…

Taehyung watches your reaction, a cheeky grin playing on his lips. You finally find your voice, still a bit taken aback. “You dirty boy.”

He laughs, clearly enjoying your reaction, and waves his hand dismissively. “Come on, it was just a joke! You know I’m harmless.”

“No…” You shook your head instantly, “… no I don’t know.”

Taehyung instantly props up, remembering that he forgot to ask you. “Did you get recruited?” He earned a punch to the gut from asking such a stupid question. You would’ve been excited and shared the news yesterday.

“No, I did not.” You respond, calmly.

His demeanor immediately became more serious and sympathetic. “You know… who cares? You’re too good for those teams any damn way.” He shrugged casually, but his eyes were warm. “It’s okay, Y/N.”

“Taehyung,” you say, a small smile on your lips. You admired how he always fought on your side. “I am not upset about it.”

Taehyung frowns at how calm you sound and he assumes that you were putting up a front like you always do. He knew you like an open book. “It’s okay to put that brave exterior down. It’s okay to be upset…”

You say his name, this name it’s more serious. “The thing is that I am not upset, Taehyung. I didn’t want to get recruited this year anyway. I’m good.” He nods, taking your word. “Plus… I’m captain now, so I want to focus on that.”

He beams instantly, shooting you a proud father smile. “Congratulations on that. I am proud of you.”

“Thank you.” You beam as well, basking in the moment when Coach first told you the news. It made you feel worthy.

“Now let’s talk about something else.” He groans, comfortably sinking into his chair. “Anything new with you? Besides being captain.”

Your hand creeps up the back of your neck awkwardly, “Well… I did something last night. But it was a mistake.”

He raise an eyebrow, intrigued. “Do tell.” It isn’t often that he hears that Miss Perfectionist makes mistakes, not even the slightest.

“I accidentally liked one of Jungkook’s posts on Instagram last night and of course, it had to be a picture of him all shirtless…sweaty and shit.” You grimace, as you recall the image of Jungkook in the boxing ring. You should’ve stayed curious.

“You’re so damn dramatic.” Taehyung rolls his eyes, slightly disappointed. He was expecting something more interesting. “It’s just a post. I’m sure Jungkook doesn’t care.”

There was a chance he didn’t care. Jungkook didn’t mention it at the library this morning, maybe it’s possible that he doesn’t care or didn’t see it…. Right?

He chuckle, clearly enjoying the discomfort on your face. “Y/N it’s okay, just chill out.”

You still weren’t pleased with the situation but Taehyung was right. Maybe it wasn’t that big of a deal to him. Jungkook hasn’t said anything, so just continue with your day.

Both of you were interrupted by the sound of the classroom door closing, signaling the start of the lecture. The professor finally arrived and began class once he started talking. You and him exchange a knowing glance, to temporarily pause your conversation.

The lecture droned on, and you were focusing and writing down necessary notes. You glance to your left at Taehyung, who is diligently taking notes. This was the first time you saw him so concentrated in this class.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, so you pulled it out to see what it was. Once you glance at your screen, your eyes widen.

“Taehyung,” you hiss, nudging him urgently.

He looks up from his paper, concern flickering across his face. “What’s wrong?”

You turn the phone screen towards him. The professor was still talking, so you kept your voice barely a whisper. “Look at my screen.”

@jungkook.97 has requested to follow you.

To be Continued...

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[bakiuwu]

Kinda crazy how the crossover proves why there shouldn't have been one in the first place. Baki and kengen are very different but constantly get grouper together. Like yea, there might be a few similarities/references when it comes to kengen with baki, but like they are both so different, especially for them to take place in the same universe. Like the shit with pickle, so no one on the kengan side heard of pickle even tho everyone in the world was aware of his existence????

There's just so many things wrong with that crossover Like can't get over the fact these mfs barely interact with eachother, everyone's fucking personality was water down and mfs were just cardboard cut outs OR MISCHARACTERIZE SO FUCKING BAD LIKE JACK AND SOME OTHERS, LIKE THEY WAYER DOWN SO MANY BITCHES ITS NOT FUNNY ESPECIALLY JUN like I don't know much about kengan characters but i know DAMN WELL his ass would had been more active then what he was honestly same for everyone.

Like imagine after he said "thoes guys are scary looking" he would follow it up with ".....im go talk to them" then proceed to go over there IDK SOMETHING LIKE he coukd had try placing a bet on who said is gonna win....idk katou could had join in on it THEN THEY ALL COULD HAD INTRO THEMSELVES TO EACHOTHER AND GIVE INTRESTING COMENTSRY MAN IDK I JUST WANTED THESE FUCKERS TO ACTUALLY TALK TO EACHOTHER BUT WAIT THAG ACTUALLY REQUIRES CHARACTER WRITING. It's like Netflix didn't know how to handle two big groups of characters who all have big personalities so they just said fuck it and Sedated everyone.

Another thing....how come characters of the same series weren't interacting with each other??? Like doppo was just off by himself same for shibakuwa...like why and nobody talking to baki like at ALL was very odd to me its like if characters were assigned a role they wasnt allowed to interact with another character outside that role, like how come doppo wasn't sitting with katsumi and the others???....how come katsumi didn't interact with saw ping that would been interesting because ya know both of their dads fought.....but no know of tha....nothing for this to be a crossover bitches weren't really crossing over...I'm sorry but nobody talking to baki really bothers me

Also kinda crazy how the movie did the two things I BEG TO NOT HAPPEN LIKE WTF

the sence with kurhea and the other guy was kinda funny but annoying cause the movie link them together cause they're both doctors....okay and? Theyre still too very different characters....also really they went to med school together....okay that's it, AND YOU DONT SEE THEM AGAIN. WHAT WAS THE POINT. I thought they was gonna to be helping heal people, like there could have been a funny scene of them fighting over who's way the best way of healing a patient...idk man.

Oliva and Julius moments were funny but also annoyed me when I found out they was pair together due to them both using brute strength....like okay

Shibakuwa and the one guy interactions were werid, he was so out of character LIKE WHY WAS HE ANNOYED BY HIM LIKE WTF ALSO REALLY THERE INTERACING BECAUSE OF AKI

Gaia and fucking M's moments were..... disappointing asf, they mischaracterize tf outta gaia like???? SO GAIA WHOLE THING IS SCREAMINF HUH? THATS WHAT YAL GOT FROM HIM LIKE WTF MADE YALL THINK THE FIRST THING HE WOULD DO WAS SCREAM AT A GUY HE IS AWAERE IS FUCKING BLIND ARE YOU DEAD ASS LIKE?????

ALSO WHY ARE THEY SECURITY, ALSO WOWWWW THEY ARE PAIR TOGETHER BECAUSE THEY BOTH DEAL WITH MILTARY SHIT WOOOOOWWW SO CREATIVE

*sigh* I think the most disappointing one was baki and ohma I wanted them to be silly besties so bad but Netflix literally gave me nothing ALL THEY DID WAS STARE AT EACHOTHER AND LOOK AWAY LIKE WHERE WAS THE FUNNY MOMENTZ LIKE WTF, ALSO THE "your just like me" FUCK OFF YALL GAVE THESE TWO NOTHING

How did yall fumble these interactions so bad....also Jack being water-down to "guy who does drugs".....really piss me off and the fact they couldnt make a original fight for him and raian says alot like they fucked him over so bad....im not over this.

The movie was made to fucking quick it need more time and actually writing before being released. It's also so clear how they didn't want to hurt anyone's fucking feelings so they made sure it was only 3 fights so it could be fair and end on a fuck ass draw.....bullshit like I was hoping to GOD it would end on everyone going to eat but nope....nothing

Also, pickle being there was so???? Unneeded like It felt out of place like the moment between him and ohma was kinda cute but like okay? After that he just left and no one from kengan seem...to give a fuck tha he was a caveman/ seem to notice....okay

ALSO im sure this takes place after the father and son fight (cause they reference the face baki made during his fight with yujiro) so having pickle interrupted the fight was so????? Especially if he learn his manners when baki scold him for trying to interrupted his......hmm a

Also yujiros moment felt a little off cause like don't get me wrong, his moments were fun, but like the way he just left cause him and the guy got screamed at for "ruining"the fun like???? IT was funny but so rushed, also him knowing the niko style..."So you're the one that guy he taught that style to." okay....also, his interactions with the other guy were weak as shit

Last thing....this shit....

PISSED ME OFF SO BAD AT FCUJING FIRST I WAS HAPPY VERY HAPPY BUT THEN WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT......THIS DOENSNT MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE ITS LIKE THEY JUST PUT THEM JN TIT JUST TO PUT THEM IN IT OMFG WHA WAS THE POINT??? LIKE SPEC IS CANONLY IN A FUCKIN COMA, DORIAN IS NOT MENTALLY THERE SO WHO TF BROKE HIM OUT, WHEN TF DID DOLYE BREAK OUT??? THE ONLY ONES WHO ARE CANONLY OUT ARE SKIORSKY AND YANGI BUT EVEB THEN WHY WOULD THEY FUCKING GROUP UP??? JUST TO FIGHT THIS GUY ALSO....REALLY PAIRIG UP THE GUY WHO IS ALL ABOUT JUSTICE WHITH THE CONVICTS WOWWWWW HOW CREATIVE.....omfg this is so stupid also WHY SKIORSKY AND DORIAN THE DAME HEIGHT AS SPEC???. LIKE DUDE

(Like a small part of this is funny cause they dont have a clue in the world skiorsky is living hjs besr life in a small apartment with his boyfriend, also like to imagine skiorsky was here cause he was picking up gaia.....)

yea ....it took me less then 24 hours that day to realize how much I hated this shit

[shegxox]

greetings. | chamber

in which a simple greeting leaves the other in a flustered mess

cw: not proofread ;w;

wc: 1, 133

a.n: uh, enjoy? please do tell if you liked it ^^

++ gaia visual? anyone?

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EVERYONE within the protocol has a certain body type, most of which– particularly in men– have this large build of muscle full of strength. Heck, even a robot is built like a freaking brick, and since most of the members use firearms, it would only be natural for the body to build some arm muscles.

But there was this one particular agent that you have had your eye on ever since you discovered something about them.

"What the–" your eyebrows scrunched at the sudden feeling as your hands caressed Chamber's waist in disbelief.

You shot the man a look, "Why is your waist like this?"

Chamber looks down at you with that teasing smirk on his lips, "Like what, mon chou?"

Almost every day at three in the afternoon, Chamber graciously cleared out his schedule until five for your French lessons. And after two weeks in, Chamber started to have this new form of greeting you. Often you would arrive at his lab at least five minutes early than the agreed time and whenever the man catches you getting intrigued by his blueprints, he would sneakily make his way to you before snaking his arm around your waist and whispering close to your ear.

"Bonjour."

The first time it happened you accidentally slapped him hard to the point where you knocked off his glasses, but Chamber wouldn't let one head shattering slap get in the way of his new greeting.

Now, you wanted to do the same treatment he was giving you for once. It's not that you were uncomfortable with his greeting, it was just. . . it just. . . makes you. . .flustered?

Plus you're one jumpy person who flinches at any sudden noises, he knows this fact so he must be doing this to mess with you, right? This is just your little way of getting back at him– though there's an eighty percent chance that he would like it– but hey, at least not a hundred percent, right?

As you arrived at his lab, the door was slightly ajar and you took the opportunity to quietly peek inside. You immediately saw Chamber with his back facing you, his vest was rarely off and hanging from the chair with his sleeves rolled up just above his elbow. His hands were slightly spread out on the table as he reviews his blueprints.

Cackling silently to yourself, a mischievous smile tugged the corners of your mouth. Slowly slipping into the room, you carefully made your way to the man before quickly wrapping your left arm around his waist and tiptoed to reach his ears.

"Bonjou–" Unfortunately, your idea didn't go as planned.

You easily got distracted by the deep curve your hand just felt and that's just how all of this started.

"Li-Like. . . Y'know. . ." You stammered nervously as you tried to look away.

You could feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as Chamber shifted his body to face your own. His hands placed themselves on either side of your waist, caressing your sides with his thumbs.

"What the– why is your waist like this?"

Chamber smirks, "Like what, mon chou?"

"Like what? Come on, tell me." He husked as he leans in closer, clearly enjoying your flustered state. "Don't be shy."

The strong scent of his cologne hit your nose and shut your eyes as you covered your face with your hands.

"Like–Like a slut. . ." You managed to utter in a low tone. "You have that slutty waist, Chamber."

The man's eyebrows raised in amusement, his smirk almost seemingly not leaving its place.

"Oh really now?" He hummed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

You slowly brought your hands down, holding them against your chest as you looked at him through your eyelashes.

"It's a good thing." You whispered. "A very good thing."

That slutty itty bitty waist of a man is gonna make you go insane. Literally the snatched waist that you've always wanted. Not too slim to the point of skinny, still toned and leaned with some muscle, but not too buff or big. And that cyrve he has? God. Totally to die for.

Chamber let out a soft chuckle, "What a vulgar way to describe something good, non?"

You gave him an apologetic look as little pink roses started to sprout around your head.

"Sorry, it's the first I thought of."

The man gave you a bewitching smile.

"No problem, ma chérie." His hands then travelled from your waist to the sides of your neck. His eyes turned soft as he gazed down at you with endearment. "I'll take it as a compliment."

You look perfect under him like this. The way you look up at him sent his heart pounding like crazy, and the scent of roses on your head only added to the atmosphere that he wanted. He's definitely testing the waters a little too deeply at this point given your current position.

Now, how will you react next?

You sighed in relief, "Ah, that's good to hear."

Good thing he didn't take that as offensive, or else you wouldn't know how to face the man next time.

"So, is this your new way of greeting me?" Chamber questions, his left thumb lightly brushing your jawline. He's relieved and a little surprised that you haven't said anything about his touches.

Were you ignoring it? Playing ignorant? Or were you just used to it?

"My plan to get back at you with that was ruined and I was surprised instead." You chuckled to yourself as you placed your hands again on Chamber's waist.

Chamber swallowed thickly at your comment, the light of the room reflecting his glasses white as he tried to maintain his cool.

'You and your blunt comments. . . '

Your smile suddenly turned into a smirk.

"But I have a backup plan."

Chamber raised a curious eyebrow, mirroring your smirk, "Oh? And what is tha–"

Before the agent could even finish his words, you tiptoed to reach his level before pressing your lips against his cheek followed by kissing the other side as well.

Chamber felt like his heart stopped for a moment as his mind tried to process what just happened. As soon as your lips touched his cheeks, jolts of electricity ran through his veins, there was a tight feeling in his chest and a twisting sensation going around his gut as he felt warmth spread across his face. He stared at your cheery expression with parted lips. Hands suddenly feeling tingly, and knees that almost got weak.

The poor man was stunned by your actions, and there you are, beaming at him.

"I hear the french used to kiss each other as a form of greeting." You laughed gently, clearly having no idea how much your actions had affected him.

"Did I do it right?"

[ljjsims]

Greek Goddess Legacy Challenge: Generation #12 Iris: Complete

Last one in our line, end of this challenge.. And what better way to end it than to revisit all our previous stories? Iris, goddess of the Rainbow and Messenger of the Gods, is here to tell you every story you want to hear. Give it up, for Iris!

From a young age you have loved stories and writing them for your family. it turns out, you have a talent for it, making even the bleakest stories interesting. Your favorite stories are the ones you hear Growing up. the stories about your ancestors. Great stories about strong women and the challenges of their lives. You hear how every one of them had their own uniqueness and strength to them. There are some blanks in their stories already, And you hate to think that those stories go to waste after people stop telling them. So you decide to write them all down. you will be a published writer, famous for the great stories about your family. After all, every story is worth telling.

Little bit explanation with the sheets: - First sheet is for describing your current generation, with the challenges you need to do each life-stage. Also, because I love the myths, a bit of mythological background. May it inspire you :) - Second sheet is the preparation sheet for this generation, with important characters for your story. It is technically optional, but I love seeing sims with a backstory in my world, so I would highly recommend it. - Third sheet is for your gens children. They all have their own little challenges if your interested in those. I try to make all of them a bit different from each other, so it doesn’t get boring. Your heir is also on this sheet, but I’ve put their challenges on their own sheets. Stay tuned for those ;) - Fourth (and Fifth!) sheet is completely optional. If you want sims with names from the myths and love making sims to see them in your world, this is for you! All with a little mythological background ofc, you know me. Previous Generation was Artemis First Generation is Gaia

The Greek Goddesses Challenge by LJJ-Sims is a challenge based on the ancient mythical creatures and stories from Greece. I fell in love with Greek mythology in high school and have not let that love go since. In this challenge you will follow 10 deities in their journey through life. Every goddess has a different take on and goal in life. Special about this challenge?  All your kids have little challenges of their own, not only your heir. These challenges are optional, so if you feel like these are too much or just too restricting for you: by all means let them go. I also have sheets for characters that you can make before you start each generation. This gives your challenge a lot more personality and makes it frankly easier and more fun!

A little disclaimer: because I made these gods and goddesses into a legacy challenge, the relationships in the myths don’t exactly match the relationship in this challenge. There is a lot of keep it in the family in mythology, to put it lightly. And apart from the fact that you can’t do that in the Sims, I don’t really like that part. So I didn’t include it, thus the inconsistency. An example: Ares is now Hera’s stepfather instead of her son, which she conceived with her brother  and husband Zeus. This inconsistency can also be found in the stories. It’s just based on and not copied exactly, as Sims live lives that are a lot shorter than those of immortal gods. And it takes a way from the creativity if we just copy the myths. Even if we wanted to do that, it’s quite hard, as every myths has its fair share of variations and some are just completely different stories.

I use the MCCC-mod to alter the length of life states. You can find the days-years ratio here: the boring stuff.

I get all the information from several sites about mythology, but mostly use https://greekgodsandgoddesses.net/goddesses. This is a great place to start if you want to know the myths surrounding a certain god or goddess. Wikipedia is also a friend of mine in this challenge, although I automatically doubt a lot of information that is on there. More of a book person? I absolutely adore Stephen Fry’s Mythos, which is very beginner friendly, and Nathalie Haynes Pandora’s jar. For little synopses of gods, I would recommend Greek Mythology: The Gods, Goddesses, and Heroes Handbook by Liv Albert.

[alexandraisyes]

How all Reset AU characters would react if someone hugged them?

You people just love to fucking torture me. Alright but not all of these are pleasant answers 😔

Primary Dimension

Sun: Cringe away from you and awkwardly pat your head

Nexus: He loves hugs, he wish he got more of them

Solar: Cutely divert it and just pat your head

Earth: Also loves hugs. And great hugger

Monty: Let's. . . not do that

Foxy: Be careful of the hook! But he'll gladly ruffle yer hair

Puppet: She's not super affectionate to strangers so just this once.

Finley (FC): Of course, you can hug him!

OG Bloodmoon: I'm sorry did you want that hand?

Moon: He's gonna sidestep you bro

Vanth (OG Lunar): Make it quick

Lulu/Lunar (OC): He'll let you hug him! He's very huggable!

OG Eclipse: I really hope you're okay with broken fingers

Chips/Eclipse (OC): No. Don't touch him for both of your sakes

Killcode: Maybe. He might also eat you. Do you wanna risk that

Solar Flare: No thank you. (in the most monotone voice ever)

Ruin: He might steal your wallet but if you're willing to take that risk

Sunny (Solar's Sun): That's a corpse

Angel (Solar's Sun - Reset): Sure, just don't squeeze too hard

Crescent (Solar's Moon - Reset): He only lets his mates touch him

Blood: He'll bite you for trying

Harvest: He will give you a second bite for trying

Jack: He will happily hug you back! Just be warned he doesn't always know his grip strength. . .

Ilo/Milo: They only really like KC

Spaniard: He doesn't like anyone and you're just hugging a computer

Secondary (Lord Eclipse) Dimension

Kronos (Lord Eclipse): Die.

Crius (Servant Sun): He'll take a hug gladly!

Helios (Dark Sun): He's gonna turn you around and point you in the direction of anyone else do not touch him pls and thank you

Styx (Lord Lunar): I wouldn't do it around Moros, but he'll take a hug

Moros (Servant Eclipse): That's a good way to get a knife in the throat

Gaia (Evil Earth): She'd love a hug! The villagers are always giving her hugs!

Icarus (Star-Holder Freddy): He's less confident about it, but he'll accept a hug

Eos (Lonely Sun): He'll also accept a hug!

Khonsu (Feral Moon): Why are you even in the same room as this thing get out of there bro before you become Moon food

Nyx (Evil Lunar): He'll laugh and break your spine if you try so let's not

Sobek (Evil Monty): Don't.

Ammit (Mage Monty): If you want to you can! But scales aren't a very pleasant texture to some people

Brock (Local Monty): He's not big on physical contact. By the way, have you seen his guitar anywhere?

Bloom (Moon and Vanth Merged): Mmm maybe ask on a different day

RESET is co-owned with @polaris-stuff and @dragoncxv360

[colourful-jack]

Paper Talk Special: YOSHIHARA Rieko's interview (1989)

“Riki is an almost full-grown black panther”

YOSHIHARA Rieko has written in a wide variety of genres, from high-school stories to fantasy and science fiction. If there is one thing her characters, like Aki and Kacchan or Iason and Riki, have in common, it’s their impressive charisma. We had the opportunity to ask her more about Ai no kusabi in this interview.

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Pen name’s origin: My birth name. My family name changed when I got married, so I thought “nobody would know it’s me!”.

Date of birth: October 4th, 1954

Blood type: B

Place of birth and residence: born in Fukuoka Prefecture, living in Kumamoto Prefecture

What made you send your manuscript to the magazine: It had been a long night…

1. What made you start writing Ai no kusabi?

I didn’t really… want to write about “pure love” in a science fiction setting (ah ah ah), because I wanted to write about an “encounter” than would not just be casual, the bonds it would create and the various feelings they would draw along.

2. Which character can you empathize with the most?

Probably Riki, as one could expect. Because, even though he has a sharp tongue and is quite mature, his way of thinking is fundamentally straight. Him running around struggling yet unable to act, because he’s caught between two feelings of different natures, makes him seductive, I like it.

3. What is your favourite scene? And what is a line you like?

My favourite, hmm… It would have to be the scene where Katze cries while stifling his voice. But I also cannot put aside the scene where Riki is kept waiting in vain in the rain by Guy… As for the lines, those would be “there’s no way I’m letting him die alone” or “you may be able to look the other way despite everything, but I… wouldn’t be worth more than trash if I did. I couldn’t go on living.”

4. Could you tell us about the creation process of the characters, like Riki and Iason? (size, weight, blood type, date of birth, etc.)

I had their personality roughly figured out, so I didn’t think about their finer characteristics, but…

Riki: Because he’s a slum mongrel, I pictured him as an almost full-grown black panther. Not frail, but slender and lithe. As for his appearance, his intelligence shines through the strength of his obstinate spirit, that’s all.

Iason: Since he’s an absolutely perfect member of the elite and the Black Market’s king, he should definitely be like the God of the Sun Apollo, but raised in the depths of the sea (or something). He’s shrewd and good-looking, incredibly proud, and wouldn’t collapse under any circumstances. Regarding his height, all things considered, he’s a head taller that Riki.

Guy: In my first draft, he was a tolerant and broad-minded herbivorous felid… that was my intention, but I wonder where and how things went wrong.

Raoul: His looks, intellect and handsomeness are on par with Iason’s. He has a sense of humour and, even more than Iason, nerves of steel.

Katze: Went from being raised in the slums to being a Furniture in Eos to being a broker on the black market. Putting aside the protagonists, he’s the one with the most dramatic life, so that’s probably why I gave him a tragic handicap, like being a scarface or being a man without manhood…

Kirie: Representing slum dwellers in their late teens, he’s overconfident and reckless. He has a very limited worldview, so he’s the most fragile yet also the most dangerous character.

5. Concerning the way you chose the characters’ names, you previously said you were “drawn to the “dragon” kanji”, were you fixated on something like that for Ai no kusabi?

This time I wanted to give them names that would fit their character, so… I gave Riki a name conveying “power” (riki is one of the few ways to read the kanji meaning “power”), I named Iason after a hero from Greek mythology, and Guy after the goddess of the Earth, Gaia, for his ability to embrace everything. But when you list them, they’re not consistent. All things considered, you could say they’re just far-fetched choices, ah ah ah…

6. Writing Ai no kusabi, what did you enjoy? What did you find difficult?

For the most of it, the story was ever changing with the characters’ feelings, so until I had reached the ending, I had fun worrying (somehow) while writing. Difficult things that would bring wrinkles to my forehead, I tend not to think too much about them.

7. A number of different types of Pet Rings appear in readers’ four-case mangas, but how do you picture them yourself?

No, well, when it comes to Riki’s, its basic image was something like Sun Wukong’s circlet. Looking at it like this makes Journey to the West quite salacious too… don’t you think?

8. Could you tell us your thoughts about the cassette adaptation?

I thought “Are you sure we can really do that?”… but when it became real, well, I mean, ah ah ah, what could I say? As you know, this work involves many human relationships, some violent lines, and it’s quite heavy on that. “How can we make all that fit in 60 minutes?” I wondered… When I heard the tape for the first time, it dawned on me that letters and voices are truly two completely different things, obviously. I wrote it, so it’s weird for me to say that, but I thought “can I really make Mr SEKI and Mr SHIOZAWA say those things?”… on the other hand, when I wondered what faces they made then, Tokyo felt so far away… So those were my thoughts. But everyone used their beautiful voice to give impassioned performances, so I’m very happy!

9. And lastly, what is June to you?

A breather between child rearing and house chores, a teatime friend… or something like that. (October 1989)

[lets-talk-spirituality]

Let’s Talk About: Earth Bending

Recently, I had some more insight into bending energy and I decided it’s finally time to write a #longpost. I’ve missed doing them.

What is Earth Bending?

Earth bending is when you know how to manipulate your own energy and frequency to be able to match that of the earth (soil, sand, the ground). What you’re really doing is working with them on their level. It’s sort of like translating energy.

How do I learn how to bend earth?

When you know how to control your own energy, then you know how to filter outside energy. This process of learning to control your energy is part of how you become an expert of your own energy, from there you can feel which energies aren’t yours and you can feel things come through the frequency line you create. Your hands may tingle when you do this as energy transfers. When you create that connection, you can talk to the earth.

You can feel its energy and listen to what it yearns for. Maui is yearning for joy. It wants its people to find joy on its shores, it needs aloha and its ohana too. I felt it there. On Oahu, the land yearns for water. In some places it felt so dried, I was brought to tears just to water it.

How do I get on the same frequency?

You can create such a powerful connection with the elements when you ask them questions. They hear our cries all the time and we never ask them about themselves. It’s a one sided dynamic. You have to form a relationship with the element.

I stick my hands in the dirt and I ask questions. I caress and play with the sand. I spend time with it and learn about what it wants and how I can help tell people.

My gift as a communicator isn’t just in public relations but also in hearing things people can’t always hear. Talking to that which people think isn’t sentient. How cruel. To diminish the ocean or the sand in that way. Just because things don’t express themselves in a human way, doesn’t mean they aren’t sentient or communicating. That’s how I’m also able to talk to animals and find their frequency. It’s like a radio tuner and you have to get it to the right place for the clearest signal.

Tips for strengthening your bond with the earth:

—bury your hair

—bleed into the soil (a little like a pin prick)

—remove invasive plants

—caress and play with it

—laugh and talk with it

—help it heal (ie plant native plants, help restore the soil, bring the water back)

**do this at a place you spend a lot of time enjoying, give back to that which gives so freely to you**

—Go spend time pouring your love, your life force into it

—plant beautiful plants in an aesthetically pleasing way, help the land gain its confidence and pride back

The Land Feels Too

When land is stripped of all its uniqueness (native/endemic plants) and nutrients, it too feels defeated and sad. It needs to be brought back to life as well, made excited, so it can pour out to us like it so wants to. Right now the earth can barely hold itself together.

I saw this post from a Lahaina Strong Activist, Paele, and he said that West Maui is not in a place to lovingly open its arms to tourists when its arms are so tightly wrapped around the community. And that sat with me.

Mama earth wants to abundantly feed us, and block hurricanes and care for us. To let us eat fruit and look at her beauty all day. But capitalism has crippled her, broken her spirit, made her devoid of light. It’s our job to lift her up. We need her as much as she needs us.

So I can just move earth around and stuff? Like in Avatar?

Earth bending at this point in time is only to be used to send healing and loving energy to the heart of our mother Gaia. That is the only channel that is open to human kind at this point in time because, the earth is not strong enough to support other bending. She has to be healed first.

This channel was opened in 2022. The pandemic allowed her to regain enough strength to open the channel again, but it’s a pretty dire situation. To be totally frank. She’s very resilient but it needs so much from us. So much to balance all we’ve taken.

This channel is what allows me to hear her more clearly and to translate it. I realize now, I’ve always felt the earth but I never could quite translate it. Like I knew not to step on graves or instinctively how to talk to the wind. But it’s much clearer now. 2/22/22 Tuesday was the day the floodgates of energy opened. Access to magic was heightened for everyone after the collective uplifting during the pandemic.

Spirit was preparing me for a while because 2022 was a big year magically. Mathematically things aligned that’s how we had that wowza Tuesday. I don’t know much about math but spirit is urging that this is tied to sacred geometry and other magical math. I don’t have a math brain so I can’t quite explain it. People with math brains translate numbers, I translate energy and frequency. There are different energetic/soul expertises.

So right now, earth bending is being used as a tool to give voice to the earths desires and wishes. It needs intervention. When the earth tells you what it needs, it’s your job to work to take that action.

What Else?

Energy vortices are merely places where the land still has a strong life force. This is what I meant when I said some of us incarnated to hold the frequency. I’ve been sent to energy vortex locations all my life because I can plug into the energetic life force grid and power surge it, boost it. Which it needs because it’s not running at full capacity and it needs some help upgrading. That upgrade comes through conservation. Basically the energy expands, becomes stronger as the land functions more circularly. Right now it’s a straight line of extraction with barely anything coming back into the land

What can I do to help even if I can’t bend earth energy?

—get involved with sustainability based volunteering (physically caring for the land)

—lead neighborhood cleanups

—pick up trash at your local park

—ask your county parks about how you can plant more native plants in your favorite public park

—grow your own food

—work on healing your heart chakra

Also I want to state that I think a huge key in healing the land is found in indigenous cultures and the way they lived in harmony with their land of origin for so many years. I believe indigenous knowledge about the land is the only way we can save the earth.

I also want to state that this is a spiritual way to assist the earth. There is more than spiritual work that needs to happen to help her heal. But this is a way you can help spiritually/energetically.

[sonicfanj]

As Rosy overgrown in vegetation has become a genre I enjoy, I'll take a moment to share some lore.

For those who don't remember, I prefer to perceive Amy as mediumistic rather than magical. For those unfamiliar with what I mean by mediumistic, in short I mean like a medium between the physical world and the supernatural world of spirits and gods. So, for my future works that is how I'll be handling Rosy. In addition to exploring Amy more as mediumistic, one of the things I would like to do is to explore negative relationships with nature beyond just Eggman's rampant industrialization without a care for the consequences of his actions.

In Rosy's case I will be looking at animal sacrifice. I won't go that deep, and explaining it here will be difficult since there are aspects of my future works that are not ready to share yet. That said, as Amy/Rosy is mediumistic, she is seen as valuable in either sacrifice to appease the gods or as a simple medium. More specifically though, she is a nature element medium. This means that unlike other animal people (I will be revealing a name for them later that is not Mobian) , Rosy can talk with more nature elementals than just the small animal friends from the games. What typically gives her away though is if any nature gods are present. Note, when I use gods I mean any such dietic entity from something on Dark Gaia and Solaris's time and space shaping level down to a meager god of a family heirloom shovel. This means that the effect on Rosy from the presence of a nature element god varies based on their strength. In all cases though when in the presence of any such deities, any non-medium around Rosy can hear their voice and moss, vines, and flowers will start growing from Rosy's body. If you saw this pic from @flowerqliphoth on Twitter (now X)

then this should give you a good idea of what she experiences. If a god is particularly powerful though a whole tree could very well grow from Rosy leaving her trapped in it until they either free her or leave, which is what I was trying illustrate above. And that's all for lore at the moment.

On the art itself, I wanted to experiment with a way to draw reasonably quickly that also prevents me from getting too detail oriented. The idea is to create a style that is messy on purpose so I can ignore my perfectionist tendencies. Even then, I used too thick of a brush and will need to experiment more with the coloring approach so it can be both messy but a tad cleaner. I hope everyone enjoyed this little lore dump and isn't afraid to ask any questions that you have. I'll be happy to answer!

Thank you!

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In celebration of the new My Hero Academia episode that came out Saturday AND Percy’s birthday today (I’m like an hour late, sue me! 😭), have this nice little Percico/ Nicercy ficlet! (That is definitely not angsty what so ever 😅)

(You don’t have to know anything about MHA at all, it just served as inspo! ☺️)

CW//: Major character death, blood, lots of blood

Takes place during the giant war!

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The journey had been long and grueling. Percy’s bones and soul still ached from from his walk through Tartarus and all he wanted to do is sleep for an eternity. But the gods would never allow him true peace. He still needed to put Gaia back to sleep and needed to stop Octavian and his army of Romans from attacking Camp half Blood and starting a whole other war.

Percy had been pacing the deck of the Argo ever since Leo had announced that they would be landing in about an hour. His heart was racing, he couldn’t seem to make his limbs be still. He had all of this excess energy and quite frankly, he was just worried. He wasn’t worried about Gaia, he could easily put her back to sleep with the help of the others. He was worried about camp, sure; but most of all he was worried about Nico.

Nico had looked so drained and exhausted after his walk through Tartarus. Then almost right after that they had him shadow traveling a huge statue and two other people half way across the world! He needed rest just as bad if not more than anyone else on this ship, yet they had to send him out again. Percy knew that Nico was more than capable of taking care of himself, but no matter how strong and powerful he was, he still was prone to over exerting himself.

Once they were done with this, Percy vowed to lock him in his cabin where all he was able to do was sleep and recover his strength. Percy felt his face heat up slightly. That was something that he had realized during his walk through Tartarus, his feelings for Nico. Whenever he would get some sort of sleep in Tartarus, he always had these weird dreams that essentially played his life and all of his mistakes in his head over and over again.

There were plenty of mistakes that he had made in his life, plenty of things that he would try to atone for to many different people. However, there was one person that was always at the forefront of those dreams. Nico. Of his dark eyes looking at Percy in mild horror as Percy held the blade of his sword against his fragile neck. Of the look of pain and sorrow on Nico’s face as Percy dared to accuse Nico of not being trustworthy. Nico’s face and almost lifeless body laying on the ground of the colosseum after he tumbled out of that jar. The jar that never would’ve been open if everyone had listened to his scornful remark to not focus on saving him first.

There was so much that Percy felt he had to apologize to Nico for. But no matter how maddening those dreams were, they were also very enlightening.

They took all of Percy’s emotions and laid them out for him to see clearly. Percy saw just how much devotion he had for Nico deep down. He reflected on the way he had been drawn towards Nico, making him devote so much time to tracking him down when he had run away from camp. He saw the way he instantly realized Nico even without his memories and just how much comfort just seeing Nico, gave him. Percy could finally place the heavy feeling in his heart that he got when he looked up at Nico before dropping into Tartarus with Annabeth. It was fear. Not of the hell he was about to fall into, but fear that he would never get to see Nico again. Fear that Nico would be left alone in this world again. Fear that he would never be able to give Nico the life he deserved. Fear that he would never get to see the other boy truly smile again.

Percy couldn’t truly rest until he told Nico about his feelings, and until he had gotten the chance to apologize for everything.

And apparently he hadn’t been the only one having these dreams. After Nico, Reyna and coach Hedge had left on their quest, Annabeth had approached him wanting to talk. Talk about their relationship more specifically. She realized that she was looking for something different from what her and Percy had. That even though she still loved him, she had found herself feeling more platonic love towards him than anything.

Annabeth didn’t mention it but Percy could guess that her change in feelings were linked to some of the things that Percy had to do in Tartarus to make sure they got out alive… That and it definitely had something to do with the certain daughter of Aphrodite that she had been trailing after ever since they got back to the land of the living. Percy understood, was more than happy for her. Now, he was worried on getting back to Nico.

He was startled back to reality by a gentle hand on his forearm. Percy turned around and was met by two worried faces.

“Percy, are you sure you shouldn’t be resting before we get there?” Annabeth’s gray eyes seemed to bore into his soul. She had that familiar frown on her face that told Percy that he wasn’t doing very well at keeping his cool.

“I’ll be fine. I just… I need to be ready.”

“You will be ready. We’re all ready. Things will work out. I trust that Reyna and Nico will be able to restore order before we even get there.” Piper tried to make her voice as soothing as possible without using her charm speak, Percy was grateful for that. He truly was, but there was still this looming feeling of unease that washed over him the closer they got to camp.

Percy looked over at his two friends and realized that he needed to lock his feelings away for now. The others were looking to him and they wouldn’t able to perform in top form if they were too busy worrying about him. He took a deep breath and forced an easy smile onto his face. “You’re right. Things will be ok. I’m positive.”

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When they landed at camp it was chaos. The Greeks were trying to fend off from the Romans as Gaia’s forces slowly made their way onto the territory. There were already multiple demigods injured and worse of all, it looked as if Reyna and Nico were no where to be found. The only proof that there was of them having already arrived was the statue of Nike glinting in the sunlight.

Percy breathed in deeply, straightening his posture and squaring his shoulders as he stepped onto the battlefield. They had to take care of this and get everyone prepared for the incoming threat. There was no time to worry about anything else at the moment.

The rest of the crew split off to take care of things on various areas of the field. For a moment Percy stood in place to survey the battlefield, trying to find where he could help. His friends were already taking care of the main threats and they seemed to have things mostly handled.

Just as Percy was going to go towards the heart of the fighting a scream rang through the air, directing his attention towards the trees on the side of the clearing.

Percy was running towards the commotion before his brain had fully registered what his body was doing. He just knew that he had to help whoever that was. He had to make sure that he kept everyone safe so that he could live on and have a peaceful life with Nico while harboring no more regrets.

“Sorry we’re late! Is everyone alri-?”

Percy couldn’t breathe. It felt like he was drowning in something more poisonous than anything that Akhlys had thrown at him… Burning hot rage and grief.

His heart was racing while it felt like it had stopped all the same. All he could hear was his own pulse, but even that was quiet to him.

His eyes were unblinking as he took in the scene infront of him.

An unknown person standing with a dagger in hand, blood splattered all over his clothes. Blood running down the blade and dripping onto the grass below.

Two other demigods that Percy didn’t know that well were standing off to the side, their eyes wide in shock.

Will Solace with blood smeared across his arms and orange shirt. Tears streaming down his face as he leaned over the body next to him, the victim of the unknown attacker.

The body was laying in a puddle of red that was starting to sink into the ground below. The blood seeping through the oversized jacket that the person was wearing.

Percy recognized that jacket, he recognized the combat style boots that the other demigod was wearing. He knew that almost shoulder length pitch black hair. He knew those dark eyes that were now just barely open, the light from them already gone. Percy knew that hand and that skull ring.

Percy didn’t want to know who that was, he wanted to be able to pinch himself and be snapped out of this nightmare. But with the pain that he was feeling in his heart and the burning in his lungs, he knew this wasn’t any kind of dream.

Nico… Nico was…

Percy felt like he was being shattered. He tried desperately to breathe, to move, to say anything. He couldn’t begin to register the strangled sounds coming from his throat as he began to hyperventilate. His blood was roaring in his ears, pumping his blood through his veins so hard that it felt like his vessels would simply burst.

“N-…. ic-….” Percy’s mouth could only hang open in a silent scream as his body shook with sobs.

He couldn’t breathe. Nico. Nico, he was… and Percy wasn’t there to protect him. He let Nico down again! He had left him alone. Some hero he was, he couldn’t even save one person, the one person who mattered most to him. The person who deserved any of this the least, and the person that Percy owed everything to the most.

“It’s you, isn’t it? The all powerful son of Neptune, savior of Olympus.”

Percy couldn’t tear his eyes away from Nico’s lifeless body. He couldn’t keep his eyes from following the way his hair rustled in the wind, so soft looking.

“No wonder he would never shut up about you. About how you were the strongest demigod of our time. But what great Greek hero are you, if you can’t even keep one of your friends safe?”

A single halo graphic card fluttered away from Nico’s body and stuck in the long blades of grass. Percy felt as if a titan had kicked him in the stomach. It was a mythomagic card. The card for Poseidon.

He couldn’t breathe. He wanted to cry, to scream, but his body could only produce small noises in between choked sobs.

“Mh, quite tragic, isn’t it? And here I was under the impression that the son of Hades would be a formidable foe. No matter, now he can be with his father and plead to be stronger in his next life.”

Percy finally looked over at the other person. The person who had murdered Nico. Percy vaguely remembered seeing him at camp Jupiter before. He probably knew this persons name, but the only thing Percy could think about was Nico. He could only think about how he had failed him again. He could only think about all of the things that he would never be able to tell Nico now.

Percy’s vision went red, he was suddenly very aware of the blood that pulsed through his own veins. But most importantly, he could feel the blood running through his enemies body. He could sense every vessel, every drop of blood.

Percy was vaguely aware of the tug in his gut and even less aware of the sickening ‘pop’ as every vein in his enemies body burst at the same time.

Will and the others let out startled sounds as they watched Bryce’s body thud onto the ground. His skin turning a horrific shade of dark blue and red. Blood was running out of from his eyes, his mouth, even his ears. It looked like something from a gorey fighting game.

Percy looked over to Nico again, his legs starting to move him as his eyes flooded with tears.

Will carefully got up and ran over to the others, grabbing their hands and getting them away from Percy. He had never seen Percy like that and the look in his eyes was terrifying. More frightening than any monster that he had ever seen before, probably more threatening than any god he had met. Either way, he wanted to get as far away from Percy as he could and leave him alone.

Percy didn’t pay them any mind as he staggered over to Nico and dropped down onto his knees next to him. Percy’s tears were running freely down his face, dripping down onto Nico’s jacket and forming little dark spots on the worn fabric.

This shouldn’t have happened, it wasn’t supposed to happen. Percy was supposed to be there. He was supposed to help Nico and the others win this fight, defeat Gaia and then make everything up to Nico. He was supposed to take him on dates, make sure that he knew how cherished he was and hopefully make him happy. He was supposed to be able to apologize properly.

But as Percy looked into Nico’s unseeing eyes, all of those hopes crashed down around him leaving him hallow with nothing left but a rage that he didn’t know what to do with. Only he did know what to do, at least for now.

Make everyone pay.

Percy stood up on wobbly legs, swooping down to take Nico into his arms and carry him over towards the tree line where it was shaded. He always did like the darkness more.

He laid Nico’s body down gently on a soft looking patch of grass. Kneeling down near his beloveds dead body one last time, Percy took two fingers and gently closed Nico’s eyes before softly kissing his lips.

Percy would make sure that this war ended and that everyone who helped make this happen was dead. There would be no mercy shown. The battle field would be painted with red by the time he was done. They would feel his wrath and he would show them true misery.

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Prompt time again!!!

What if instead of the gods going to fight back Typhoeus, only Zeus does, again? What if he's terrified, shaking, and can't show it, as he watches his family run off again? The lingering feelings of resentment and abandonment, the words he wants to say get gagged by his own mind as he watches them leave. At how they are free to run away and stay safe. How guilt bubbles up along with fear.

After all, how can those you love stay safe if you fail? How can he be upset that they choose to cower when it is he who gives them that option? But the relief that comes at knowing they'd be safe for even a minute longer stops him from speaking. He steels his nerves, grasps his bolt, and meets the creature that had nearly ruined him before.

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Then Percy asks Poseidon to help him.

———

What if when Poseidon gets to the fight? He's there just in time to see Zeus on the ground with Typhoeus moving towards him. He can see his brother shaking and concern courses through him.

“Once again they leave you to me.” Gaia’s youngest speaks without emotion. “You fight for those that do not fight with you. A pity, I suppose.” Zeus attempts to scramble away but the beast grabs his leg. “Unlike you, though, I will not make the same mistake.” The sky king responds with a verbal middle finger.

Typhoeus grins and Zeus, his brother, his little brother howls. Someone whom everyone called the strongest god, someone who many believed it was impossible to hear scream. To make a sound so haunting, so anguished, as Typhoeus ripped the tendons from one of his legs.

The thing in front of him reaches over for Zeus’ other leg. He doesn't think he's ever felt so angry before. The feeling grows, rising over the limit, Poseidon blasts the beast off of and away from the sky god.

He wastes no time and moves between the two. His baby brother behind him chokes out his name and he can see that the tendons weren't all that were hurt. Zeus’ tear-stained face, the various wounds from battle.

In this moment, he is more thankful for having Percy than any other hero he's sired before. Zeus truly thought he'd lose here and with it, everything. And if his son hadn't brought him out to help…

“You would dare.” Poseidon growls.

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The dirt beneath them gives under the fury of the earthshaker. Above it darkens as winds loyal to the Stormbringer, ally with the thundering clouds. The Cyclopes of Poseidon join the fray.

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No no nonononono, why was Poseidon here? Typhoeus was dangerous. No. No. He has to focus. This is… it's good- everything is going to be fine. Zeus still has a working leg and two arms. He's not done for yet.

He forces himself up and grabs his bolt. He will not let Poseidon do this alone. Not like he did.

—

They won. The fact that Typhoeus was once again defeated allows his breath to slow. His good leg, weak from fear, gives way once the adrenaline stops. He curses.

They still need to get back to Olympus and he's so weak that he can't get his body to rise. Zeus hears some movement behind him and yet he cannot gather the strength to care. His body is still trembling as he tried his best to wipe away the tears that had fallen.

Later, he will advise himself to pay more attention to his surroundings. This, of course, is due to his second eldest brother. While he was not paying attention, Poseidon decided to come over and pick him up.

He can't help the noise that comes out. Thankfully, the older doesn't comment but his face still heats up. Poseidon has one arm under his legs and another around his ba- freaking bridal style?!?

“Put me down! Poseidon, put me down now!” The older ignores him, asking his army if any had seen where the tendons ended up. Zeus moves around, well, he tries to. The grip on him tightens and Poseidon takes it a step further by using a hand to bring the younger’s head to his shoulder. A young cyclops, he believes is named Tyson, comes up with the tendons and hands them over.

“Apollo,” says the most annoying individual Zeus has ever had to live with. There's a moment before he can feels his son’s gaze shift over to them. “Meet me at Olympus.”

He tries again to get the sea god to put him down and he gets shushed. SHUSHED. Like a child. The king of gods has never felt so humiliated. Tendons of one leg in hand, held in that gods-be-damned princess carry, and a face he's certain is strawberry red.

It's in that situation that Poseidon teleports them to the building beneath rather than Olympus. A barrier or something must have been placed but Apollo is there and wastes no time in directing them where to go. Zeus would try to ask for updates on the battlefield but his son is in doctor mode and would just refuse to answer anyway.

When they get to where his son has deemed well enough to stitch him back up, Poseidon still needs to be convinced to set him down. Even when he does he hovers over him despites Zeus telling him to go. Multiple times.

Eventually, he gets Poseidon to go on the condition that he is immediately informed when it was done.

Apollo is steadier than Hermes was. But tendons are tricky. Zeus is just glad it was only one leg this time.

“He's worried.” The sky god just barely hears his son’s words. “Uncle P has rarely ever refused to leave when I ask. I- Father, how bad was it that uncle…?”

“It was nothing.” He lies. He still remembers his heart racing, the bolt nearly falling out of his hand from his shaking, the thoughts that plagued him. “He's being weird.”

It doesn't look like the sun god believes him. Yet he is not questioned further. He does not go to Poseidon when Apollo is done.

Instead, he feels the call of the hearth and brings himself to the throne room. He follows it. The room is damaged, demigods before him, and his fellow immortals having appeared. He glances at Poseidon.

Zeus is a king. He is their king. He does not gulp upon seeing the look on his brother’s face.