#take my apollo brainrot

[mintae-chii]

fuck it (doodle dumps all over you)

[snackleggg]

God Games but it's Astral Plane!Shiro convincing each of the lions to let Keith be the Black Paladin.

[haithamuse]

omg i think themis would look really good in the summer indigo shirt. just a thought

this is not a thought. this is a fact.

[captainwinterrsoldierr]

I have such bad Apollo brainrot. I was wondering if I could have some Apollo angst. Like the reader is like injured badly or something and Apollo can’t do anything to help because it’s their fate

Absolutely!!! Ty for the request!!

Title: Can’t Lose You

Synopsis: While on the way to Camp Jupiter reader gets badly injured trying to protect Lester/Apollo

Warnings: just a tad violent bc reader gets injured. Angst !!!

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The hearse crash landed in a park. You felt queazy on impact but managed to kick open the door and slide yourself out. You frantically looked around for Meg and Apollo. You glanced at them pulling themselves out of the car. “Oh thank the gods!” You yelped limping over to Apollo. You leaned down to help him up. “I’m ok sunshine thank you,” He managed to squeak out. He didn’t look ok. He looked more ruffled up than you and Meg. And he couldn’t take any ambrosia either at the risk of self combusting.

You could hear the Euryomos catching up quickly behind you. The rustling making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. “We need to get out of here now!”

Meg pointed to the hearse, “and what about Jason’s body? If we leave they’ll eat him.” You frowned, of course how can you forget. You’ve never battled any eurynomos before. But Apollo was mentioning that any slightest cut from them can cause rippling disease in your body, and well leading to death. You weren’t much of a range fighter either. You preferred hand to hand combat but this wasn’t really an enemy you can do that with. And on top of that you wanted to protect Apollo and Meg at any cost.

“You two take the casket, I’ll distract the Euryomos we’re close enough to camp jupiter, get there send help my way, it’s our only chance,” You confided.

Apollo walked up and shook his head, “absolutely not I’m not losing another- another person I care about, especially you I can’t take that.” His eyes pleaded. You furrowed your brows.

There wasn’t time to respond or go ahead with the plan. A pair of Eurynomos walked out of the greenery behind them. You shivered, gods they were ugly. You pulled your double daggers from their sheaths. Meg pulled her twin siccae blades out and Apollo aimed his bow. ‘Guess we’re doing this’ You thought.

The three of you launched into battle trying to avoid the claws of the enemy. Another pair of Eurynomos came into clearing so it turned into a 4 on two. Meg managed to defeat hers. You were struggling to keep up against your two. You slashed through the enemy and managed to take down one, but at the corner of your eye you see Apollo out of arrows, and he was getting cornered and pushed onto the floor. He looked more battered, his eye swollen. And a small cut on his stomach. Your heart sank. You couldn’t lose him. You grew to care so deeply about this god turned human. You wanted to share more moments with him. You wanted to see where this friendship- maybe more than friendship can lead.

Meg was busy with one more enemy. You stabbed your Eurynomos in the shoulder and ran to Apollo. You used all your strength to kick the monster off of him. “Sunshine?” He asked. “Get up loser! You’re not dying on me,” You heaved. You picked him up so he can lean on you. But behind you, you could hear the Eurynomos advancing on you. “Look out!” Meg shouted. Before you can react you shoved Apollo out the way. And you felt a raking on your back. You screamed and fell on your knees. You felt more raking on your shoulders.

“Y/N!!!” Apollo screamed. For a moment his godly powers returned and he summoned golden arrows and shot the remaining enemies dead in the head. You stumbled crawling to a near by rock to lean on. You felt blood pooling from your wounds. The bitter taste of metallic in your mouth. You heaved heavily. Apollo and Meg ran up to you.

“No no no no no! Please Y/N! Meg we have to get her to camp!,” Apollo cried. Pools of tears swimmed his eyes. Meg looked frantically in her backpack throwing things out of it, “No ambrosia,” She croaked.

“I refuse to lose you,” Apollo whimpered. He pulled out first aid supplies and tried to move your body to stitch up the blood. But you had already lost too much. You cried as he moved your body. The Eurynomos scratched the entirety of your back, and part of your shoulders.

“It’s- it’s ok, I wanted to protect you” You managed to breathe out.

Apollo shook his head, “You shouldn’t have done that y/n. I can’t lose you.” He sobbed into your shoulder. “I am the god of healing and I can’t do anything about this. What is this world”

You smiled weakly, “As long as you and Meg live it’s ok, I fear this was meant to happen. We’ll be ok. I’ll see you again one day hopefully.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw people running into the clearing a little far off. A girl with pink hair and what looked like a Satyr. Meg ran to them to get help.

“They could help us Y/N! Please stay awake stay here for me please!” Apollo begged. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it lightly, but you didn’t have the strength to squeeze back. You were in and out of reality. You could feel yourself slipping.

“Hey Ap-Apollo, I - I love you,” You whispered. Your eyes closed. You could feel his hands grab you face.

“Y/N stay with me!!! I love you too sunshine. I love you so much, Please stay with me, help is running over. MEG HELP PLEASE IM LOSING HER,” He cried.

The last thing you felt were tears running down your face but they weren’t yours.

[violetisconfused]

ArcherPrince (TelePollo) Incorrect Quotes because they are brainrot rn

Athena: Why is Apollo crying on the floor?

Hermes: He’s drunk.

Athena: And?

Hermes: He saw a picture of Telemachus’ boyfriend

Athena: But he’s Telemachus’ boyfriend

Hermes: I know.

Apollo: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

Telemachus: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

Telemachus: Are you ready to commit?

Apollo: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Telemachus: Babe, you're so funny!

Apollo: We have 1492 days until your tragic premature death. You will break my trust three times before that happens, but I forgive you.

Telemachus: Awwww, that's sweet of you!

Apollo, talking about Telemachus: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH THEM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? THEY DID. THEY KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO.

Apollo: As top in this relationship, I think we should-

Telemachus: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

Telemachus: Apollo, you love me, right?

Apollo: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Telemachus: Wow, they really hate us.

Apollo: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic.

Telemachus: But we’re not gay, Apollo

Apollo:

Telemachus:

Apollo: We’re not?

Apollo: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close.

Telemachus, blushing: Okay.

Odysseus: It's fucking summer.

[burnmyloveaway]

Since the Apollo Justice brainrot is kidnapping my brain again and I desperately need canon resolve that will never be released, how would you, reading this post, handle The Reveal considering that:

1. Apollo could easily channel Jove through Queen Amara if he wanted (I think that she'd gladly do it for him after what Apollo did for the kingdom) and just ask him who's her mother;

2. He's still in Khur'ain (it's been a while and I can't remember the spelling whoops) but he could go back to Japanifornia for any (?) reason which would perhaps prevent him from asking for Amara's help (?);

3. Apparently neither Apollo nor Trucy realized they're the only people (to their knowledge) with their ability yet. However, Trucy is smart and could manage to put 2 and 2 together;

4. Trucy could also ask Pearl if not Maya (since they're closer) to channel her mom and find out she's in fact alive;

5. Thalassa and Apollo's bracelets are probably one of a kind and may have been manufactured specifically for her and probably at her father's request/commission or as family heirlooms (?). Again, Trucy might find that picture of hers with the bracelets that Phoenix kept stored for his investigation in AA4. Magnifi probably died along with all his secrets but what if the guy who manufactured the bracelets is alive and maybe involved in a murder either as the victim or the culprit?

6. Involving Athena: she's smart and the type of person who would notice something odd immediately given her ability. What if, upon Apollo's return to Japanifornia, she gives a random glance at Apollo and Trucy after a while of not seeing them together noticing their resemblance? Let's suppose she jokingly brings it up either to them or to Phoenix. In the latter case what if he gives out an almost imperceptible reaction she would totally pick up on?

7. That Brushel journalist - the only other person aside from Phoenix who knows that Thalassa had a son before Trucy - is still alive. If Trucy's revival of the Gramarye Troupe exhibitions gets attention, would he do/say something about it?

8. Valant is still alive and the last time we saw him he brought up the matter of Thalassa's death as suspicious. What if he decides to reach out to her and for any reason he gets involved in something that may get him killed?

9. Thalassa herself may end up as either the victim of the culprit of the first murder Apollo may take care of as his first case on his return to Japanifornia. If Thalassa ends up as the culprit to defend, a case like this could set up Apollo as her lawyer and Trucy as his assistant in a case tributing AA4 with Klavier's return as the prosecutor. However, Thalassa still poses as Lamiroir and this case should force her to reveal her real identity. From there, other clues may direct Apollo to find out she's his mother as well;

10. Apollo is still the only person of the Wright Anything Agency who hasn't been arrested as the presumed culprit of a murder case. Involving Thalassa and maybe having one of them or both injured could create a misunderstanding if DNA tests are needed (i.e: both presumed culprits or the presumed culprit and the victim are mother and son). This would involve Ema but also Athena as his lawyer and Trucy as the assistant if Phoenix doesn't step in for any reason.

Feel free to add in to the possible scenarios and from there, how should the reveal be handled at best/how would you like it to be handled ^^

[lake-cosay]

Jesslake Demigod/PJO AU

hi so. finally making a real post about this.

i apparently made this au like 2 years ago but the pjo brainrot came back and i've been hyperfixating on this au again. while it does also feature my OCs this post is about the jesslake au

for clarity, this au takes place in the world of the Percy Jackson books, and assumes the canon story of the books is finished. it takes place in about 2020 (pjo canon is currently around 2011 ish). You don't need to have read the books to understand the au (I haven't) but. some knowledge of the universe will definitely help

most of my notes about the au are in the images, but here's a rough timeline of the major events: (it's long)

Jesse is born in 2005. he is raised by his mom and his mortal/adoptive father, whom he knows isn't his bio dad but treats him like it anyways. he doesn't know he's a demigod or who his bio dad is

Lake and Tulip are born in 2006. they both struggle as babies, but Lake much more so; they nearly die. Hephaestus, their father, dips Lake in the River Styx, giving them the Curse of Achilles, though theirs works a little different (more details on that later/in another post)

Hephaestus sends Lake to Camp Half-Blood to be raised there. (Chiron serves as a father figure to Lake, and they actually get along pretty well.) Tulip never finds out she has a twin until she arrives at camp.

Lake lives at CHB their whole life growing up. Sometime around the age of 8-10ish, they encounter the flecs for the first time. In this au, they were people but were cursed to become monsters, and still hunt Lake relentlessly. Lake has a pretty gnarly scar from their first encounter.

When she's 13, Tulip finds out she's a halfblood and is brought to camp (have not figured out how/by who yet, open to ideas). One-one is an automaton her dad built for her, not sure about Atticus.

When they're 13, Lake decides they want to see the world. They leave camp mostly on a whim, but take enough time to pack a bag and leave a note for Chiron asking him not to try and find them. Chiron somehow (through the Oracle, and Apollo kid, idk) divines that Lake will bring another half-blood to camp safely, and he trusts Lake, so he doesn't try to find them.

Lake wanders on foot for about a month, heading southwest. Eventually, they end up in Arizona, where they meet and slowly become friends with Jesse. Jesse's parents are glad he's spending time with someone who's not his other friends, and they let Lake hang out at their house a lot. They (of course) know Jesse's a demigod, and start to suspect Lake might be too. (Lake also starts suspecting about Jesse)

The "man test" (or something very similar) happens after Jesse meets Lake, and Lake is there to witness it. However, Jesse's friends turn out to be monsters (were they monsters the whole time or did other monsters impersonate his friends? i don't know. lol) and Jesse and Lake have to go rescue Nate (from the underworld? from a monster's lair? somewhere else? again, i don't know)

After that quest, Jesse properly arrives at camp, and him and Lake become very close.

There's a small arc with Lake that I'm not sure where it fits, but here's works: the harrasment and attacks from the flecs are getting worse, and somehow during an attack Lake manages to kill them (Lake never wanted to kill them before because they used to be people, and somehow they know they won't come back like other monsters, so killing them is genuinely killing them). Lake still has to grapple with the fact that they were people and they killed them, but also that it was in self defense.

There's another more significant arc for Lake involving Hephaestus. Probably happens 2 ish years after they meet Jesse. Hephaestus... doesn't like Lake. It seems like he always wants Lake to prove themself to him, but Lake refuses. So instead, he forces them, by setting a trap. Lake nearly dies in his trap (a web of hot metal wires that tie them up like they're in a spider web, covering them in deep burns; it makes sense given Hephaestus' other myths I promise), thankfully, Lake is rescued by Tulip and Jesse. However, the whole thing is definitely traumatizing, and really solidifies in Lake that their dad is a fucking asshole. (me and @jesse-cosay wrote a fic of this, we're most likely going to post it soon!) (also, that scars from this are in the drawing, but they don't look as Bad as I want them too, I was struggling with making them look Bad enough)

Lake and Jesse have become friends with my OCs (Rain, child of Hypnos, and Kona, daughter of. Apollo. sort of. not quite. it's complicated. also Kona is Jesse's cousin!) over the past 2 years or so, and when one of them (Rain) ends up in the Underworld, they both go with the other (Kona) to help rescue them (I can definitely elaborate on that if people are interested, but it's very self indulgent lol)

okay, here's some random little things about this au:

Annabeth no longer has the most beads, Lake does. They have 13. Chiron made sure he collected the beads for them since they were brought to camp.

The other main characters are at camp too (mostly). Grace is the daughter of Aphrodite, Simon is the son of Ares, both have them have lived at camp since they were kids. Simon takes after Luke, thinking the gods should be taken down entirely.

Min is an Athena kid and Ryan is an Apollo kid

Alan Dracula is still basically the same. Chiron doesn't know how he can get into camp. Or if he's a monster. He just knows the deer helps protect campers, and that Lake loves him, so he leaves Alan be.

Lake used to have their own room (a repurposed guest room) in the Big House but now stays with Jesse in Cabin 3 (during the summer, the rest of the year they live with him in Arizona)

When Tulip arrived at camp people assumed she was a Demeter kid because of her name, quickly realized she definitely is not a Demeter kid

Lake has kicked Simon's ass in combat numerous times. It's very rare that Simon ever wins against them period. Simon hates Lake with a burning passion. He HATES that the tiny hephaestus kid can beat him up.

Jesse really doesn't like when people call Poseidon his dad, even if he knows it's true, because to him, his dad is Stephen Cosay, a mortal, who helped raise him and whom he loves.

with all that out there, please feel free to ask questions!!! i love this au so much and i would love to talk about it more. my ask box is open!!! or you can reply to this post. i'm going to reblog Yellow's art from this au and make sure it's tagged so you can find it. the tag is #it pjo au

[box-dwelling]

KLARYAN KRISNIX PARALLELS PLEASEEEEE I HAVE SO SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT IT TOO BUT I CANT ARTICULATE THEM QUITE RIGHT PLEASE ADD YOUR VOICE TO MY INTERNAL BRAINROT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

@vexx-ation you also asked so here we go. (As have a few anons sorry this is long and it's taking a while to write everything down)

So my Klaryan take is kinda a mega theory that takes a lot of mini theories into consideration so here it is. This will be long. This will be unhinged. This is my Pepe silvia

Tw for discussions of substance abuse and abusive relationships

1) AA4 parallel foils

Ok so this is semi common knowledge. Every character in AA4 is ment to be a direct foil to a character in aa1. This is well documented and also applies to a lot of the witnesses too. Apollo is a foil for Phoenix, Ema is a foil for Gumshoe, Trucy is a foil for Maya, Klavier is a foil for Edgeworth. This goes on for almost every charcater in the game.

But here's the thing. The trilogy already has foils already. So some of these charcaters end up being massive parallels to eachother. A non relevent example I think about daily is that Trucy and Franziska are very similar but where this is relevant is Klapollo and Narumitsu. I have a post explaining this I'm more detail but basically while far from identical there are a lot of perhaps unintentional but at minimum unexplored parallels between Phoenix and Klavier and Apollo and Edgeworth. This is important.

2) Krisnix as an allegory for substance abuse

So first of my opinion of this doesn't really influence my take on grape juice but it's pretty undeniable that even if you don't think Beanix has addiction issues, hes almost coded to. There's the comment about Ema and the white powder and then the extent to which he's always surrounded by grape juice which at minimum looks like wine. In universe it's easy to see this as a part of his mask and that is my in universe take, he's trying to look in a bad way to hide how he's actually doing.

But I think we can take this further. Miles and Kristoph are superficially very very similar characters however underneath are deeply different and as such have a very different effect on Phoenix's mental state. Miles is absent during the 7yg at his request. And there's a miles shaped hole left in his life that he wants to fill with something that is superficially the same but is in it's effects very different and very bad for him.

Anyone who has dealt with addiction will likely recognise that pattern.

3) Klavier is on some level (whether he's in denial about it or not) aware that Kristoph is in some way dangerous or abusive and was running from him with the band

This is mostly just my take on how he acts in sucession and another very good post that I'll have to find that talks about how similar him joining the band was to the things the other people involved with the Gramarye trial did to try and evade Kristoph.

4) Phoenixs biggest flaw and how Kristoph tests it

So I basically never shut up about this in some places but might not have talked about it here so the tldr of this is that Phoenixs biggest flaw is that he is constantly trying to see the best in people. The final test of this is not breaking the black psyche locks and accepting that just because he's a human being with complexity, doesn't mean his actions are excused or that Phoenix has to forgive or protect him.

So this is where we can start bringing it together a bit.

Klavier and Phoenix are both very similar characters and both victims of Kristophs abuse. Phoenix has a relationship that exemplifies his harmful behaviour after the trial, it's pretty interesting to explore the same thing happening to Klavier.

Especially when we start to compare Daryan to Kristoph and find that they're superficially very different even if both of them turned out to be murders. Kristoph is reserved, Daryan is brash. Kristoph is classy, Daryan is flashy. Kristoph is well spoken and poetic, Daryan is straightforward. You get the idea.

And isn't that fucking fascinating? That Klavier ran to someone who was the complete opposite of his brother but ended up being just as dangerous? And also is it not really interesting that as Phoenix has to learn to accept Kristoph's humanity doesn't excuse his actions. If we take Klavier running to Daryan in this way to be him refusing to acknowledge the human side of his brother, that but running to the superficial opposite and not recognising what truly did make Kristoph dangerous, he fell into the arms of a murder.

And of course, the person he then falls for, is someone who is Apollo. Who is genuinely a good person but was Kristophs mentor and is very similar to him in a number of superficial ways. He has to stop running from his trauma and confront it head on.

Basically this interpreation means the klaryan/ Klapollo and Narumitsu/Krisnix love triangles function as basically a microcosm for how these two handle their trauma and how they have to over come it and each is a direct mirror of the other.

My take on Daryan

Ok people might have seen me joke that he's straight. Here's the thing. I think he definitely has been sleeping with Klavier. They are in some kind of relationship. Buuuuut, I do not think the feelings he has about the relationship are ever well traditionally romantic or sexual. I think it's driven from his side primarily by envy and rage that Klavier gets the spotlight more than him. He can never upstage Klavier on stage, but he can posses him. He can make him feel like shit as revenge.

My General Klayran timeline

They start whatever their weird thing is during the 7yg.

After 4-1 Klavier spirals a lot and it puts intense strain on their relationship because Daryan does not care about this bitch and does not want to support him

4-2 Klavier meets Apollo, sees him in court and kinda starts to develop a big old crush. He realises that Daryan is making him miserable and breaks it off after the case

4-3 newly broken up and it's taking its toll. Then we'll 4-3 happens and that's the end of them.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Needing more content that crossovers Miles,Percy,Jason and Hobie so here's some short headcanons i formed in my brainrot

'HELP WHY DO THEY LOOK THE SAME EVEN MORE THAN HER AND JASON DO' < Miles seeing Percy and Hobie side to side for first time

Dairy Super is The Anomalies hangout spot because it's the first place they went to as soon as Miles and Percy literally crashed into Jason on his motorcycle on the outskirts of Gotham as they shot out of the portals so they bring Hobie along sometimes.Hobie at first refused to eat there due to it being a food chain but Percy convinced him by telling him the company is eco-friendly and black founded

Miles and Hobie get mother hen'd by Percy a lot and it's justified by the circumstances they're all often in but she dosen't limit it to fussing and protecting and showers them in maternal affection too but cool older punk girl advice too

Jason on the other hand is real loose and started off as straight up irresponsible but made up for it and learned better after feeling guilty over it and nowadays he's more like their older brother they can rely on to bail them out and hype them up

Together they do art activities(for Miles),sea things(for Percy),gothic stuff(for Jason)and illegal shit(for Hobie).The most ommon ones are grand graffiti murals,surfing and ice cream afterwards,reading obscure horror novels and petty crime sprees.A universal activity they all heavily enjoyed from the start is arcades

They're also all big fans of rap but Jason and Hobie perfer metal and Miles and Percy perfer hiphop

Percy and Hobie did Miles and Jason's piercings for them-Miles has a nose ring,angel bites and studed ears and Jason has bridge,vertical labret and vertical stacks.Percy herself has a spider bite,forward helix on both ears,an eyebrow piercing and a tongue ring

The Anomalies are the White Streak Gang(Apollo Blessing streak that went from blonde to white with the intensity of the situation/faded from gray to white world carrying streak/Lazarus Pit Ressurection streak)and Hobie dyed one into his hair to match them at one point for fun

Hobie expected Percy to be a poser as she follows the no kill rule due to being part kryptonian and therefore a Superfam member only for Hydro(Percy's hero name)to decemate a bunch of Oscorp agents with the only mercy she gave them being letting them live and tells Miles maybe his sister is as cool as she looks afterall.Miles then has to inform Hobie him and Percy aren't related and it takes him several days to actually believe him

He also made fun of Jason and fucked with him when his Spider Mutant(Batspider)dna spiked up out of so much exposure to Miles' dna to his Lazarus Pit causing him to mutate into a Spiderperson and Percy openly encouraged him while Miles encouraged him discreetly because he found it hilarious but felt bad enjoying watching his basically older brother get clowned on by his boyfriend(Hobie also did not believe him on Jason not being related to him either and Miles G coming in around the same time didn't help the case)

Jason and Percy helped Miles and Hobie get together,i feel that goes without saying LMAO.Helped them do their first date looks too,Jason got Miles and Percy got Hobie and they spied on them too and Percy took pics on her waterproof camera and Jason provided the disguises

[journalsouppe]

I started and beat this within like 4 days in July 2023, and I just completely forgot to take photos of this spread T-T.

BUT I loved Tunic so much, one of my all time favorite games I've ever played. If this was a Zelda game, it might've been my favorite Zelda game. This was only beat out by Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice bc my aa brainrot is that bad hfjdkal.

All of the stickers come with ordering the physical version of the game on fangamer!! There's also a freebie fox sticker I got from TheLittleBirdeeCo thats below keep reading.

My writing is typed below as well as my game notes. I will not type out my game notes and I also don't recommend looking at them unless you have played the game.

Game notes^ Plus a little blurb after rewatching a playthrough that I won't type out either since these are more just for fun.

Rating: 9.5 Played: Su 2023 Port: Nintendo Switch Favorite? Y Replayable? Y Recommend? Y

Comments

similar opening to links awakening

the start screen is gorgeous

THE POT SHARDS ARE MOVEABLE - i love the clay feel

tons of hidden paths and secrets

oooo you find the instruction booklet in the game

I KILLED MYSELF?

GIANT SKELETON SHOPKEEPER SCARED ME T-T he's chill tho

oooo you can hear the wind chimes

LOVE the mechanics of the draw bridge

what are the small tuner/bells for

i am apparently really good at finding hidden chests

i love that the fairies are stone versions of the oot/mm fairies

ENEMIES CAN FOLLOW YOU INTO NEW ROOMS?

it's hard to get acclimated since I'm so used to 2d zelda strategies and patterns

the statues of the hero perfectly encapsulate my view of oot link, i really love the design

the garden boss is hard T-T

the bell towers are so pretty

THE POTIONS REGENERATE? WISH I KNEW THAT

the west garden is so pretty omg

I FINALLY DID IT T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-

IM SO TINY T^T

idrk what to do at the heros grave

the librarian fight reminds me of the links awakening nightmare fight

frogs domain music reminds me of the forest temple

A GUN?

who am i?

why is the cathedral filled with ... me?

the boss rush was fun but hard

I DONT LIKE THAT ELEVATOR WHERE DID THE CRUCIFIED THING GO

i don't think there's a set order to do "dungeons" so i'm not locked to doing only the siege engine

i thought cat man was pissing

why do i have the power to activate the boxes?

librarian's ghost?

COLOR CHANGE?

was the heir me?

Game Notes:

beautiful 3D animation and modeling - very pleasing

wide attacking range - don't just attack straight forward

incredible environmental design and path making

two endings - exploration and collection for good end

diverse attack patterns and learning curve + boss rush

Summary

What a phenomenal game. I loved playing this game so much. It was challenging and I wasn't used to the souls mechanics, but I learned fast and had so much fun fighting the bosses. I love the two endings. The Bad where you replace your former self as the heir, continuing the cruel cycle. The Good where you free the Heir and find out it's you, older, someone who is no longer stuck in the cycle, and you get to be friends together. The music is absolutely gorgeous. I listened to it while falling asleep and was just sobbing from it. I love how mysterious the lore is and how everything still hasn't been answered. I love the designs of the environments and enemies and how the game can go from nice and serene to dark and creepy. I loved how this game was a perfect blend of 2D zelda plus monument valley plus a souls game, it forced me to think outside of the box and use my journal to takes notes on all the little secrets and surprises. I can def see myself play this game again, it's such a charming game that has a lot of nostalgia despite being a fairly new game. I am so happy I bought the deluxe edition, I truly cherish this game so much and love the stickers and artbooks I received. I highly recommend this game to anyone, it is such an incredible journey to go through. I'm gonna be spending a lot of time watching and reading about the lore and digging deeper into this game. Truly what a phenomenal game with such a cute yet tragic main character, ough i love tunic.

[misterbardman]

Just decided to reread a scene from The Sun and The Star (page 114, Will dreaming about the cow scene from Tower or Nero)

And Will says that Apollo returned to Olympus at the end of summer. End of summer is around August, right? But Tyrant’s Tomb took place the week of April 8th. So, my question is, why did it take Apollo and Meg so long to get back to NYC? Even assuming Nero was defeated in July because Apollo was unconscious for two weeks, that is still an extremely long time for the two of them.

For the longest time I assumed Tower of Nero was May-June since Apollo mentioned the start of new campers arriving, that and the books were roughly taking place a month in between. Like THO was January, TDP was February, TBM was Marchish, Tyrant’s Tomb was April (the date is literally said as April 8th), so therefore ToN was around May-June, even late April.

Of course, that’s just my assumptions of the the general timeline.

But I just remembered that this is also all resolved by the time of the third Magnus Chase book because it’s mentioned communication was working again for demigods. With the book taking place during Ramadan (I’ll be honest I only know it’s around springtime but not much else, I think around May but please correct me if I’m wrong) then Apollo should’ve been finished up by May.

So either Will just doesn’t know when exactly Apollo returned despite him coming back immediately to camp after his return to Olympus, I’m thinking too much about timelines, or Apollo somehow took literal months to go from California to NYC and Magnus is just entirely off timeline wise as well.

I also find it super interesting that Magnus’ communications were down as well during that time because I vaguely remember him calling Annabeth during the second book to stay in touch but he should not?? Have been able to?? Unless a non-demigod used his phone to leave her a message?? Can they even do that in Hotel Valhalla? Would Nero’s communication thing have worked on the Norse non-demigods??

Someone who knows this stuff please answer this is going to consume my brainrot now to think how TOA takes place at the same time as Magnus Chase

[wrongcaitlyn]

Lmao, I’m gonna tell you because if I tell my friend she’s absolutely going to clown me for this. A couple of years ago I was a staunch hater of toa. I didn’t like Meg, I didn’t think Apollo/Lester was an interesting character, I didn’t like the plot line, I didn’t even finish The Dark Prophecy. And then I began to read Solangelo and stumbled upon your fic…long story short I ate my words quickly. It felt like opening my eyes for the first time deadass. This is literally the worst take I have ever had like I must’ve had zero appreciation for good writing. Literally your fic helped me pick it back up again and I’m now obsessed. Like half the stuff I read in the pjo fandom had Apollo involved in some way obsessed. And now if she ever finds out that I completely crapped on this series and are now on the toa side of tumblr, tiktok, and ao3?? I will never hear the end of it, she will definitely get a good laugh out of me 💀

oh my god this is literally the BEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD???? i'll forgive you for your sins, at least you came around eventually <33 seriously toa is JUST THE BEST SERIES EVER AND I'M SO HONORED AND HAPPY THAT TYT HELPED YOU SEE THATSDJF APOLLO DESERVES EVERYTHING!!!! AND MEG!!! i do believe you should tell your friend so that you guys can talk about toa even more bc like... brainrot is fun !!!!

[overdevelopedglasses]

Sunday Six!

Seeing the variety of Sunday Sixes (what's the plural of six? is there one???) means that I'm not hiding from the fact any longer... I'm stuck in an Ace Attorney brainrot XD

In an effort to get this thing out of my headspace so I can actually make progress on RGG fics, I have a couple things in the pipeline. They may get released, it just depends on how I feel about them, but right now I'm getting the feel for writing these guys.

So uh, take some silly fun bickering featuring Apollo and Trucy!

Got tagged by @phantasy14 @mike----wazowski and @four-white-trees, and I'm tagging @passthroughtime @jichanxo @skysquid22

“Polly?” Trucy said, shutting the door behind her, “You’re still here?” She had a curious look on her face, looking just like Wright when he tries to make an unrelated piece of evidence fit into one of Apollo’s cases.

Apollo stands once again and stretches to create the illusion that he wasn’t just racing around the room. “Actually, it was your dad who left early. Said that all my shouting was giving him a headache, even though he’s the one who asked me to help him study.” Apollo finishes his half-baked lie with a small facepalm, and picks up a paper off of his desk to continue his reading.

(Maybe that will make Trucy forget about whatever she-)

“Polly?”

Apollo hummed a reply, removing his hand from his face and properly staring down at the paper, quickly realizing it’s one he already read fully.

“...Did I hear you shout the lyrics to Guilty Love just now?”

(Ack!)

[bababaka]

Muses x reader Headcannons

Warnings: not very greek culture accurate. Sexual sugestion if you squint. My grammar.

Word count: 1.440

A/n -> I did it. Because i needed it. This is me feeding my own brainrot.

- What made you stand out, however, was how you took the arts as a hobby and excelled at them. As good with a lyre as you were with a sword. 

- You are a prophecy child. Said to defeat the big evil and save the people. Just like any other hero out there.

- And people began saying you were blessed by the gods. By Zeus himself.

- But the gods you liked the most were Arthemis, Apollo and the Muses.

- You worshiped them. The Muses fascinated you.

- You thought of art as an escape from your crushing reality. As you got more and more famous, acclaimed by the people, the more you wanted to flee.

- You loved the arts. And soon, you became a singer, a poet. Also known and loved by the people.

- You got many quests. Some given by the gods themselves because they are bored and wanted to test you. 

- Sometimes, you get dragged into their feuds, like the whole Ares, Hermes and Aphrodite situation. Or even Hera damming or killing people Zeus slept with. You tried your best to help.

- Your death, however, came when you sacrificed yourself to save your home village, and your sister, the only remaining family you had.

- Hestia alongside the muses cried for you. And they vouched in your favor for being taken as a deity. 

- Apollo being fond of his muses and you, was one the first gods to accept and name you as worthy. 

- And just like that, as you closed your eyes to welcome Thanatos, you woke up on Mount Olympus.

- The muses were very excited to welcome you and explain everything to you.

- I like to think they would do it in a song. 

- If you find this cringe, why do you even like them? 

- They show you around and you talk to the other gods. Some hate you, others love you. Mainly because of you meddling in their affairs as a hero before. 

- The ones who take more to you are Apollo and Hestia. 

- As soon as you arrive in Mount Olympus and the Muses greet you, you are in awe of them. They are just stunning. 

- And the more you get to know them, the more entranced you find yourself by them.

- You realize you fell in love. And gather the courage to tell them.

- As you fell for the 5 women, you think it is only fair to say it to them together.

- They do not hesitate to tell you they are also infatuated with you.

- "So im in love with all of you... And y'all love me... So how do we solve the situation?"

"...Darling... We are greek goddesses... Monogamy is not a thing here." 

Your relationship with each muse

Thalia - Muse of comedy

- With Thalia, you cry from laughter. She makes you laugh like no other. And though you try to make jokes of your own, most of them fall flat. She thinks is cute, how you wait for a reaction that does not come, and get embarrassed and chuckle alone. With time you get confident and just laugh at your own jokes even if no one is laughing.

- And sometimes, Thalia will be the only one who gets it. And the two of you will be the only laughing as the other gods look at each other confused. 

- She flirts so much. She is always touching you in some way or form. At the beginning she used to talk a lot about your figure, how it is just the right way to get her going. At first you got very shy, with time though you get used to her antics and starts boasting a lil bit.

Terpsichore - Muse of dance

- With Terpsichore, she is light, free. Just like the wind.

- She teaches you how to dance. It is only fair since you know how to play the lyre and sing.

- You are an excellent student. You are already used to the foot work required due to your fighting technique

- As she dances and twirls, giggling, her hair moving with the wind, you are mesmerized. And as she extends you a hand to join her, she smiles, and you let yourself go, enjoying the moment. With her chuckles and laughter in your ears. You didn't want to be anywhere else.

Calliope - Muse of poetry

- Calliope loves to hear you sing. She heard all of your songs during your time as a human. Now she eagerly wants, demands for you to write poems and songs to her, for her, about her.

- Calliope is a bit more somber, but not the most. No, that title belongs to Melpomene. 

- You write for all the muses, and sing for them as well. But Calliope wants something for her alone. Wants you to serenate and worship her alone. In private. And that is what you do.

Clio - Muse of history

- Clio likes to tell stories. She had an amazing memory. She took those stories to heart. She loved a good tale. And you were great at telling stories. Woeving words in such a way to fascinate those around you.

- You two make stories together. Write great adventures and epics. 

-Sometimes, randomly, she will tell you a history fact about Greece.

- You either nod along, saying how interesting it was or add to it, getting her stoked about it.

- You study just so you can offer other historic curiosities to her. Which makes her very pumped and you'll be trading history trivias, until you eventually run out of things to say, and she smile triumphantly as if she had won a competition. Which it might as well have been

- She kisses your cheek, an murmur, "maybe next time, darling"

- You know you will never beat her. You try just because it is cute seeing her getting excited.

Melpomene - Muse of tragedies.

- With Melpomene, it is a bit tricky. She isn't as light hearted as the other muses. She always carries a bit of sadness. This streak of blue in her eyes. You thought she was sad. And she was. But you misunderstood her.

- She loves sadness. Tragedies. Heroes that died too young. Who sacrifices themselves for their loved ones. She loves that. Lovers who can never be together. She will weep and cry, but will be enjoying all the drama. 

- You are one of those tragic heroes whose died for other people. And left loved ones behind. A little sister. 

- She is onto fucking you. She is milking your sadness lol

- But nevertheless, despite that initially, she will grow attached to you beyond your tragic story. 

- She loves how you speak about your sister. How fond of her you are. And how she will find you looking out for her from Olympus. 

- With time, she'll come to you and talk about your sister and tell you some sad story and cry in your shoulder while getting excited and emotional about it at the same time. 

- You are very confused. But learn to accept it, and grows amused at how she cries smiling about the punishment of some poor hero.

Extra :)

- The Muses sometimes will have flings with other gods and heroes. But in the end, will always come back to you. They have entitled you their "favorite hero". Sometimes, when you do something cute they fake swoon and jokingly say "my hero".

- if you are a loner, they will be fine giving you space. But be careful, they can get clingy afterwards. And it is so cute.

- They don't straight up fight to have alone time with you, but there will be small conflicts that will be quickly resolved by you, trying to find a middle ground. It is not difficult. Promise to sing for them and they are game. 

- They don't have problems spending time with you along with the others, after all they get along fine, but there are some moments they just need you alone. 

- I would love the dinamic after the relationship is stablished. Reader is just observing as the muses sing and tell the story of other heroes, with a smile on their face.

"This new kid, hero, Hercules. What do you girls think of him?"

"He's charming."

"Got potential and a long road ahead of him"

"Hercules? You mean HUNKcules!" 

You'd laugh and just shrug

"As long as i am still your favorite hero."

"You'll always be our number one."

- The muses are big gossips. I just KNOW they would gather and gossip about everything. And these ladies? Brother, they know EVERYTHING that is happening. In the human world AND mount Olympus. You are one well informed fucker.

- You know of the upcoming heroes. The downfalls of gods. The affairs and schemes. The cheatings and the feuds amongst gods. Yep. You know it all and all thanks to these ladies. 

[melissaschemmentisglasses]

It’s time for my brainrot so I’ll divide it and this will be long, apologies.

The Antler Queen

The Antler Queen is not canon but rather the name the fandom gave to the entity while the show canonically calls her The Oracle.

You know, the Greek entity that was the spoke person of Apollo, that spoke about the prophecies that it saw.

Just like teen Natalie seeing her dead father as the plane went down. Just like she saw a mirage of Misty through the fire when she was high the night before the flight. Just like teen Lottie seeing Laura Lee being consumed by death before she even decided to try an ride the plane, Lottie that sensed death the moment they entered the cabin and knew that something greater than them was in that place and she tried her best to keep it pleased until it decided that it no longer wanted her.

Natalie that saw a white moose that she saw as salvation but was showing her possible undoing. Natalie that saw her grown up self as The Oracle with blackened eyes like the queen card. Natalie that was right about the entity following them when they were finally rescued and drowned the madness in drugs and alcohol until Lottie and Misty found her again.

Mistynat “Starcrossed”

The sickening parallel of Misty being the one to save Natalie when they had the first hunt to her being her executioner inadvertently.

The pain that I feel over Misty sobbing over her body, her knowing that it was too late, fussing over her the same way that she did when she told Nat to let Javi drown, that she needed to stay alive but now her sobbing over Natalie as she died.

Natalie

I’m going to be so scrambled here because there’s so much I’m thinking and I can’t make sense for a lot of it.

I want to say that she was doomed by the narrative but I don’t even know if I’m using the term correctly.

I just know that the correlation of her being the first one drawn to be killed but saved, Lottie telling her the wilderness chose to save her and make her the new leader™️ to then having the wilderness kill her after 25 years will haunt me for a while.

“It was in you even when you denied it. You were always his favorite.”

“It’s been waiting for you, babygirl”

Literally lines that feel like curses directed at her.

I even feel like she never had a fucking chance at all, like she was supposed to die since the start but somehow she tricked the wilderness and the fates and they decided to play with her until she felt alive again just to take her away like they always wanted.

[pacinglikeghosts]

happy new years eve and happy birthday nancy wheeler (according to my headcanon)! as yall have seen, i have been plagued by percy jackson brainrot as of late, but i also missed writing ronance, so i combined the two! this does not have a title yet, and it's still a ROUGH draft, but here is a percy jackson-ish ronance au, with some homoerotic sparring, a date by the lake, and lots of weird pacing <3 godly parents are mostly based on simplytomh on twitter's assignments.

Robin had been at camp for just about a month, and she was convinced she had broken nearly every bone in her body—twice. Every day, she woke up with her body aching and new bruises littering her skin. Apparently, there wasn’t enough nectar and ambrosia in the world to help her. 

Frankly, she felt like no matter what she did at camp, she was destined to fail. Sure, she had been claimed by her godly parent, which was…nice, she supposed. Glad to know her father wasn’t just some deadbeat that left her and her mom alone for seventeen years, but rather a deadbeat god who did all of that, and gave Robin a messed-up brain. It was a bit of a relief to find out her talent with languages wasn’t sparked from sheer boredom, but a trait from her dad’s side of the family, though it was a bit insulting to find out her half siblings are typically athletic and skilled at lying—though she could fib her way out of some small issues, she certainly wasn’t athletic. 

Even as half god, she was still a fuck up. Great. 

“Well, good morning, feather-feet,” Steve greeted with a grin far too cheerful for nine in the morning. 

Robin glared up at him through her bangs. “Never call me that again.”

Steve laughed, holding his hands up in surrender. “Sorry, Rob…are you ready for sword fighting?” 

“Against Nancy? No way.” 

He shook his head, bending down to tighten the laces on his sneakers. “C’mon, Nance isn’t that bad. She’s just…she’s got a thick skin and she’s one hell of a fighter, but she’s not the emotionless bitch everyone makes her out to be. She’s got a big heart,” he insisted. “Besides, I know you’re into her.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I don’t need you mettling,” Robin muttered as she tugged on the bright orange collar of her camp t-shirt, her face growing warm. “Don’t you have some crafts to do with some of the younger campers? Or some flirting to do with a certain child of Apollo?”

Steve’s ears tinged pink, his own turn at embarrassment taking force. “Shut up,” he mumbled as he hid his face behind a poorly disguised cough. “See you at lunch. Let me know how sword fighting goes.” 

Robin rolled her eyes and headed towards the arena, her body aching with every step. No matter how much her new-found best friend attempted to will it otherwise, there was no way her encounter with Nancy in that arena would end up as anything other than positively terrible.

***

“It should be simple for most of you at this point,” Nancy Wheeler, Athena’s golden child and head counselor began as she grabbed a glittering gold sword from the pile. “Combat is all about strategy. You need to be two steps ahead of your opponent at all times. Now, to demonstrate, I need someone to come help me. Robin, I think you’d be a good fit for it.” 

“I definitely do not think I would be,” Robin protested. “Unless you want everyone here to watch me fall flat on my face and embarrass myself.” 

Nancy loosened her grip on the sword ever so slightly. “Hermes kids are naturally good fighters, you’ll be fine,” she reassured. “Just trust me.”

“Oh, I trust you fine, I just don’t trust myself. I mean, have you seen me try to do the climbing wall? I think half of these bruises are just from that, but yeah, let’s add a deadly weapon, and I know Hermes kids are usually naturally good fighters, but we’re also supposed to be naturally faster and more agile than most others, and I’m clearly not, seeing as this bruise on my knee is from tripping over a branch yesterday and this one is from—”

“Robin. Just get up here.” 

Robin trudged to join Nancy up front, wincing as she grabbed the bronze sword from the top of the pile. The weapon felt heavy in her hands, and awkward in her grip, as though she was not the person to be holding it. In fact, she could probably name ten other people in the group that were better swordsmen than she was. 

“As I was saying,” Nancy continued and squared up. “This is all a matter of strategy. Just watch how Robin reacts to my motions.”

Robin, unsurprisingly, did not react well to Nancy’s advances, as within minutes her sword fell to the ground with a metallic clatter. “Sorry, I just—it looked like you were going to kill me,” Robin forced out as she scrambled to pick up her weapon. 

Nancy shrugged off the comment, and instead turned back to the group. “When my sword hit Robin’s, the angle of contact made it so the tip of my blade seemed incredibly close to coming in contact with her chest. Thankfully, I wouldn’t ever kill Robin, but that isn’t to say other people wouldn’t try to—and that goes for any of you. However, had Robin repositioned her angle of contact, my wrist would have been twisted at such an angle that she would have had the upper hand,” she explained, before turning back to Robin. “Let’s go again.” 

Though every part of her told her to run, Robin grabbed her sword off the ground and squared up, attempting to level with Nancy despite being a few inches taller than her. It was all a matter of strategy, she kept reminding herself after the first strikes. Watch the wrist, and her stance, and it would finally make sense. 

All of a sudden, it was like the instincts that had been asleep for so long finally awoke from hibernation, and Robin found herself tapped into a secret sixth sense. It was as though she was pulled out of her body and given superpowers; replaced with a version of herself that could hold her own in battle. Every hit towards her was blocked, and Nancy seemed to be fired up with a new sense of determination. It was…almost attractive? If such a word could be used to describe a girl at the other end of a deadly weapon. The glint in her eyes and the mid-morning light reflecting off her ponytail made Nancy seem like the paintings and drawings Robin had seen in classes of ancient warriors (which she supposed made a bit of sense, given Nancy’s parentage)—powerful and authoritative on one hand, but ethereal and other-worldly on the other. 

Then, the cool pressure of Nancy’s sword pressed against Robin’s throat, the tip of the blade landing right below her chin and knocking her out of her thoughts. “You…said you wouldn’t kill me,” Robin forced out, swallowing heavily against the point. 

Nancy dropped her sword, the fiery gleam in her eyes glowing brighter. “I did,” she acknowledged. “Always have to be two steps ahead of your opponent, Buckley,” she added as she placed the weapon back in the pile. 

Robin grumbled out her response, hoping that Nancy couldn’t hear how she was distinctly mocking her, before taking off her armor one piece at a time. “You know there were people actually willing to help you, right?”

“I did,” Nancy hummed. “But I knew you could do it.” 

Robin rolled her eyes. “You could have killed me!” 

“I wouldn’t have,” Nancy insisted, her formerly monotonous voice softening. “Will you meet me at the lake tonight before lights out?”

Robin scoffed, bending down to tighten the laces on her boots. “So you can kill me once and for all? Or leave me for the cleaning harpies?” 

“Robin,” Nancy sighed. “Do you trust me?” 

Robin looked up from her boots, staring up at Nancy. The iciness in her eyes had melted, the cool blue becoming more like the color of a sunny day than that of bitter cold, and the hardened expression on her face had faded almost entirely. 

Robin bit down on the inside of her cheek, before nodding. “I already told you, yes.”

When Robin told Steve about Nancy’s proposal at dinner, he seemed all too overjoyed for his friend to be thrown to the metaphorical wolves—trust or no trust. He insisted—several times—that he had no stake in the matter, nor had he mettled in the happenings between his two friends. He simply wanted to see the happiness between Robin and Nancy, and saw the potential for the two of them to bond. 

Like Robin believed that.

Still, she let Steve fix her hair and critique her outfit, fine tuning everything from the way she tied her boots to the haphazard way she buttoned her shirt. “You’d think I was going out on a date,” Robin remarked with a laugh as he gave her one final look-over, but Steve remained silent and focused on his task, tongue wedged between his teeth. 

“Good luck,” he said finally, nudging her towards the lake. “Don’t freak out.” 

Robin’s eyes widened, her head whipping back to face Steve. “Freak out? Why would I freak out? What’s going on that would make me freak out? You told me this would be fine and she wasn’t going to kill me and I could trust her and—”

“Just go! You’ll see!” he insisted, giving her another push. “Good luck! Have fun!”

Robin bit back a scowl. “I hate you!” she called over her shoulder, before heading down the hill to the beach. 

When she reached the beach, she was stunned to find the terrain not set up for her inevitable doom, but rather a candlelit spread of a blanket and strawberries, with Nancy sitting on one end. Robin once again considered the fact that she may in fact be on a date, but given the way Nancy was idly studying her knife, she couldn’t be too sure. 

“Uh…hi,” Robin greeted awkwardly, approaching the blanket. 

In the dim light, Nancy’s face brightened. “Robin, you came!” she smiled.

“You invited me, and I said I would,” Robin answered, her gaze shifting from the knife to Nancy’s face. “You…aren’t going to kill me, right?”

Nancy frowned, then remembered the weapon in her hand. “What? No, I’m just looking this over for my brother and forgot to bring it back to him. Something about aerodynamics.”

“Wouldn’t that be the job of the Hephaestus cabin?” 

“You’d think so,” Nancy laughed, “but here I am,” she added, before gesturing to the blanket. “Come sit.”

Robin settled onto the other side of the blanket, her limbs awkwardly pulled into her body. “That’s good to know, at least,” she breathed out. “But…why exactly did you invite me here?” 

“Steve didn’t tell you?” Nancy asked. Robin shook her head. “Figures…son of Aphrodite’s all for romance except when it comes to his friends. Or his own life, I guess.” 

Robin laughed, stretching out her legs and leaning back on the blanket. “I know! I mean, seriously. He’s been pining for—I don’t even know how long and he still refuses to make a move,” she grinned. “Wait…romance? This—this is a date?” 

“Is that okay?” Nancy asked hesitantly. “I’ve had a crush on you since you got here, and I know how stupid that sounds, but I’ve just been trying to figure out a time to talk to you since you seem to be actively avoiding me, so I planned to spar with you and ask you to meet me here. Steve, uh, actually suggested it. Not everything, just the set up.”

Robin exhaled, staring out at the water. “Figured,” she noted, before turning to Nancy. “I was only avoiding you because I’ve thought you were so perfect and smart and gorgeous since I got here, and every time I was around you I made a fool of myself. You didn’t do anything wrong, I was just trying to avoid embarrassing myself around you more than I already had.”

“I see,” Nancy said softly, her gaze fixated on the water. “If you’re still hungry, you can have some of the strawberries. I had to bribe the satyrs into giving these up, crops are relatively scarce this time of year.” 

Robin frowned. “They can’t use magic to make them grow all year long?” 

“I guess not.”

Robin turned back to face Nancy, her figure shadowy in the dim light. It would be so easy, Robin realized, to kiss her. But she hadn’t kissed anyone before, much less anyone like Nancy. What if she did the wrong thing; went in the wrong direction and ended up hitting her head against Nancy’s so their once romantic moment is ruined by her clumsiness? Or what if she uses too much tongue, or too little, or her kisses are too wet, too dry, too sloppy, too tense, too everything that could go wrong? 

“Are you okay?” Nancy asked suddenly. 

Robin blinked, her attention drawing back to reality. “What? Yeah, I’m fine…I’m good.”

“Are you cold? We can head back,” Nancy offered. 

“No, I—“ Robin forced out, before turning sharply and grabbing Nancy’s face. Without much reconsideration, she slammed her lips against Nancy’s, taking in the sweet taste of strawberries that lingered on the skin like the last bits of sunlight in summer. To her surprise, kissing was natural—incredibly so. Nancy relaxed into the gesture, moving against Robin in effortless harmony. Where Robin was cautious and reserved, careful to not make the wrong move, Nancy charged ahead, reading Robin’s body language and moving along as if this was second nature to her. 

“We should get back,” Nancy said against Robin’s lips after what felt like an eternity of blissful kissing. 

Robin sighed, rubbing her hand over her lips. “Yeah, probably…” she frowned, looking at the smear of lipstick on the back of her hand. 

“But this was fun,” Nancy said, clearly noticing Robin’s somber expression. “Maybe we can have Steve set something else up for us,” she joked, her smile bright in the darkness.

Robin groaned, picking up Nancy’s basket of strawberries and blanket before passing them to her. “Ugh, don’t give him any ideas,” she muttered. “But that would be nice.” 

“See you tomorrow for sparring?” 

Robin grimaced, rolling out some tightness in her shoulders. “As long as you don’t pull another stunt like today on me.” 

Nancy grinned. “No promises.”