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justachaoticgremlin · 11 months

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Seven Apple Seeds Drabble

When Hades had first discovered Pais, the new godling who protected The Sacred Tree, he was shocked. Furious, even, that the gods would dare replace him. That is, until he realized he could use this to his advantage. And he did, telling the child stories of the world around, making him wonder what all there was to see. He knew from experience, it was a lonely job. A boring job. Of course Pais would be desperate for new things, new faces. For a while, Hades saw Pais as a tool. A means to an end. That is, until he thought about the fact that… technically, they would be considered brothers, by some standards.

Hades did his best to ignore this. It didn’t matter how they were related, as long as he got what he wanted. As long as Hades got one of the golden apples, as long as his chains were broken, who cared what happened to the child? Though, Hades caught himself mentally referring to Pais as his little brother. That would not do. Yet, he could not seem to break the habit. This feeling only grew when he learned that the little god couldn’t read. It had been the one thing that had kept him sane when he was the guardian, his one solace, yet Pais was denied even that. This little godling was denied many things, he noticed.

Hades’s first reaction was pity. He quickly reminded himself that his little brother replacement was but a tool to be used and manipulated, to achieve his goals and get what he wanted. Still, he found himself leaving the godling little gifts, and soon he was even considering teaching the child to read. He had… sympathy for the little one, as he knew just how empty and lonely and downright miserable it could be, sitting there all day. Of course, Pais got visitors much more often than he had, yet he could tell the young god was still lonely.

Hades wondered what would have happened if they’d grown up together. He wondered how it would have been if they’d been the guardians of The Tree at the same time. Would things have been better? Worse? Hades shook those thoughts from his mind. The past was the past, and this was now. His little brother was more rebellious than he’d been at that age. When he was Pais’s age, he was complacent. Content with his books and his endless amounts of time to read them. It seemed the other god’s attempts at keeping Pais from drifting had made him wish to wander even more.

Over time, Hades developed a certain soft spot for his little brother. He understood Pais’s struggles, and he began to want to help the godling, not just for his own sake, but also for the child’s sake. His gifts, though ever enticing, were picked more for the young one. The curiosity they brought was just a bonus. He tried to keep himself from getting attached, but he had failed, miserably so. However, Pais seemed perhaps even more enticed by this. Not only was this mysterious figure telling him all sorts of stories, they were a friend. This was even more invaluable to the lonely guardian, who only had a few friends whose interactions didn’t feel forced. Hades’s newfound fondness for the child was… useful. The godling was more likely to listen to a friend. An ally. His brother.

One cold, dark night, Pais was curled in the roots of The Tree. The wind was bitter, the sky a deep black. Rain fell, even here, in heaven, and the poor godling was soaked, with nothing but The Tree’s leaves to shelter him from the storm. He shivered, feeling forgotten by the other gods. The child wondered why no one had come, not even to keep him company through the bitter storm. Thunder raged and lightning flashed. Pais winced, the storm was big and bright and loud and he was small and cold and alone. He reminded himself that he was a god, that he should be fearless. He protected The Sacred Tree, he wasn’t afraid of a little storm! This confidence didn’t last long, though, and soon Pais was curled against the tree, shivering and shaking, from fear and cold.

The little god tried to shield himself from the rain, tried to block out the sounds of thunder, but he couldn’t. Pais whimpered, wishing he wasn’t alone. Eventually, he managed to fall asleep, though his dreams were dark, filled with danger that he had to stop all on his own. He awoke with a start, soul pounding. It was all too much for the tired little god, and he began to sob, pulling himself into a little ball, going completely forgotten and unnoticed by the other gods.

It was cold and he was soaked and everything was too loud and it was too dark but also too bright when the lightning flashed and he was so scared and why was he out here alone and-

Tears flowed from the child’s eyes, though it was hard to tell with how the rain pelted him, relentless and unending.

Hades was awoken that fateful night by some sort of instinct.

He had this feeling that something was wrong somehow. What, he didn’t know, but it felt important. Hades had a feeling he wasn’t going to be able to sleep if he didn’t solve it, a deep unease settling in his soul. The dark god felt restless, though he didn’t know why. It was incredibly frustrating, yet also worrying. What had happened that was so important? Something was very wrong, he was sure of it, but he couldn’t find the source of this awful feeling. Everything was normal in the underworld. His wraiths were fine. The only thing he could think of was Heaven.

Had something happened? He didn’t care about most of the gods, but-

It was Pais. It had to be. Something was wrong with his little brother. As he thought this, the feeling swelled, that instinctual feeling that something wasn’t right. What had happened? Using the shadows and the darkness caused by the storm, he looked upon his brother’s perch, curled against The Tree. He could tell, from here, the child was distressed and almost panicking. His brother was pretty much completely exposed to the storm, and the poor godling looked terrified, shaking and whimpering, eyes squeezed shut. Why had no one come to check on him? Why was Hades the only one to even notice? He knew he had to do something. This was for the dark god’s gain, of course. If Pais was exhausted in the morning, he’d be of no use, and that would be a waste.

It was rather obvious that the dark god was still in denial.

Either way, Hades stopped watching for a moment. There was something in particular he needed to find. It took a bit of searching, but he found what he was looking for. He grabbed the faded purple and yellow cloth. It was an old blanket, soft with colors faded by time and use. It had been his once, one of very few comforts he had when he was the one curled against The Tree. What made this blanket especially important was what it could do. He had long forgotten which god had given it to him originally, but it could repel the rain. The fabric had gotten him through many a storm, and now it would belong to Pais. Hades hoped this would calm the child as well as the feeling of wrongness in his soul.

The child in question was still shaking, still afraid, still soaked, still alone. Pais wished he wasn’t all by himself. Thunder boomed overhead, and the little godling sobbed again, flinching at the loud sound. Then, he spotted it. A new gift, a soft… something. He didn’t know what it was called. What he did know was that it looked warm. Shakily, the child stood, walking over to the object. He wrapped it around himself. As he did so, he noticed that it was protecting him from the rain. The blanket was the perfect size, big enough to cover him comfortably but not so big he would trip on it. He headed back to his spot by The Tree, sniffling softly as his tears subsided, grateful for the warmth and comfort the blanket provided.

Hades sighed in relief as Pais settled, falling asleep once more. The uncomfortable feeling in the dark god’s soul faded, and he found he was rather tired now that the restlessness had eased. He checked on his little brother one last time, resolving to eventually teach the little god how to read. He would get what he wanted in due time. For now, though, he could wait.

SAS belongs to @calcium-cat

#seven apple seeds au #God Dream #God Nightmare #smol dream #how do tags work again #i wrote a thing #dont ask why its raining in heaven idk #fluffy but also sad #SAS!au #SAS!dream #hades!nightmare

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heartkillers · 2 years

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Shhh... God.

#undertale #undertale au #sans #dreamtale #dreamtale nightmare #nightmare sans #dreamtale joku #fanart #GOD NIGHTMARE #I know he doesn't have a nose but I can't draw him without a nose #AAAA #hk creator #heartkiller sketchbook

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stil-lindigo · 4 months

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frankly, the people whose kneejerk reaction to bisan asking for a global strike form the 21st-28th is to say that it takes years to organize a general strike are really unhelpful! no one is saying otherwise, but palestine will be a smoking crater if we all wait for years to do anything - bisan is asking us to do something now. Like are we only supposed to do something if we can do it perfectly??? At some point it’s a valid critique about the work that goes into social movement, and at another point I feel like some people are just trying to absolve themselves from not putting any effort into observing a week of economic inaction.

like idk! I get it, okay! People have bills to pay that don’t magically go away for a strike, we don’t have nearly enough social infrastructure in place to support people to fully stop going to work for a week. But fuck, dude! Stop immediately responding in such a defeatist way! Cut out unnecessary purchases! Try to shop local! Put more effort into promoting Palestinian voices online! Attend a protest, call a local rep, do something!

#like am I going insane #why did I see a post with thousands of notes on it talking about how it doesn’t make sense to be asking for this sort of action #it doesn’t make SENSE?#like god! I hope you’re taking other more sensible courses of action then!#fucks sake man #bisan is living through a waking nightmare and some of you are so pedantic and miserly #palestine #free Palestine

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b0tster · 2 months

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oh my god im sobbing fucking glass beach shouted me out in the middle of their concert and said they liked my work what the fuckk 😭😭😭💙💙💙💙

#liliths mind #glass beach #IM LOSING MY SHIT #THEY SAID THEY LIKED BLOODBORNE PSX AND ARE EXCITED FOR NIGHTMARE KART #LIKE OH MY GOD LOL???

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lemonteeths · 2 months

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i drew the crown itself as a jester hat soooo.... (he would never . his ego wouldnt allow it. but lets pretend it would)

#Jester lamb's greatest ability is annoying their enemies to death #i no joke spent like 2 weeks sitting on the mini-comic thing bc i could NOT make the smears work. i have decided to give up #they are bouncing up and down if you genuinely cant tell lol #jester and god might as well be complete antitheses to each other the way i cant reconcile both concepts #designing narinder's clothes was a nightmare #turns out the difference between jester with flowy clothes and wizard/bishop is but a fine line #cult of the lamb #Narinder #The Lamb #lemonart #sketch

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starheavenly · 2 months

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I started this yesterday and I'll probably finish it next week but here's a WIP

#idk if you guys have ever boarded robots but god its a nightmare since id didn't do much shorthand #ya know i wanted to be a storyboard artist growing up that didnt happen #my art #artists on tumblr #maccadam #transformers #mtmte #more than meets the eye #transformers pharma #ratchet #mtmte ratchet #animation #storyboard

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ewwww-what · 1 month

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These freaks are not studying (good for them)

Closeups below :)

#they all fully passed out by accident #except for Adaine who sat down with the intention of tricking Riz into napping #ugh #I fully believe that they follow the safety in numbers rule while sleeping but none of them ever admit it out loud #when you’ve had your body taken over by a nightmare god in the past you kinda don’t feel great sleeping alone y’know?#check out the Fabian and Gorgug jacket swap too cause that’s my favorite thing to do #the bad kids all wear each others clothes so much it’s hard to remember who they originally belonged to and I believe that #and they love each other so much #fantasy high #d20 #d20 fantasy high #dimension 20 #d20 fanart #fantasy high fanart #fh #fhjy #adaine abernant #riz gukgak #fabian seacaster #kristen applebees #gorgug thistlespring #fig faeth #the bad kids #kalina #Cassandra is in the stars :)#undescribed #not described #my art

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shirecorn · 4 months

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Corrupted Divinity

The Gods have Fallen

#my little pony #nightmare moon #daybreaker #mlp g4 #if you can believe it #my little pony art #shire draws mlp #skyscraper gods #shire draws #shire paints #daybreaker mlp

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kaereth · 2 years

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Really REALLY need this team up to happen sometime in s3 now bls

#the owl house spoilers #toh spoilers #the owl house #the owl house s3 #toh fanart #camilla noceda #eda clawthorne #edalyn clawthorne #this is not really spoilers aside from camilla's outfit But i tag anyways #camilla has absolutely shot to my top favs with this ep it was SO GOOD getting a better look into her relationship with Luz and why she made #some decisions she did #and they did it so fucking well!!!!!!#god her nightmare abt luz i fucking c r y

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bastardlybonkers · 3 months

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blond

#hlvrai #half live vr but the ai is self aware #benry #benrey #gordon freeman #gordon feetman #frenrey #i guess?#i think frenrey is funny but exactly how they are in the series #fun fact at first i was gonna make the hair lucious and long but then i was like #thats antithetical to the point #the whole nightmare is that benrey is blond #making it nice blond hair ruins it #but in my mind there exists a version of this comic where he takes off the helmet and its fuckin #finns hair in that one ep #you know the one #also if ur wondering why gordon looks different in the last panel its cause thats The Player not gordon #this is the players nightmare #god dammit long ass tags again

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nibbelraz · 4 months

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sqh has two god powers. accidentally changing the world by saying something, and any time he's more stressed than he can physically take anymore he pulls a bocchi scream. glitch effect and all. "Shang-shixiong, why don't you meet with other sect leaders? What do you think, sect leader?" "Oh yes, our trade and intersect reputation could benefit greatly from- SHANG SHIDI?????" nightmare fuel situation. he acts 100% fine when they say he doesnt have to, like it never happened.

IM ACTUALLY SO OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA HE'S DOING A BOCCHI SCREAM WHEN HE'S TOO OVERWHELMED OR DOESNT WANT TO DO STUFF ANON THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME