#meg: artistic legend

[tawaifeddiediaz]

and we should again

my air mattress is ready

#zee answers #come here rn i miss you too much #or maybe i need to come there but who even knows at this point #meg: artistic legend

[ellenent]

poe sisters!

#linktober #linktober 2023 #day 13: spirit/ghost/phantom #poe sisters #meg #joelle #amy #beth #zelda #the legend of zelda #ocarina of time #majoras mask #tloz #loz #nintendo #gaming #fanart #my art #artists on tumblr

[theamccafrey]

Thea Mccafrey is dead (not really)

Meg Mccafrey -> Thea Mccafrey

Yo so like I'm making a new intro post (because I can)

archive- @chiefcrusadetree

also check out my actual url it looks kinda cool- https://megmcmeg.tumblr.com

I'm Meg, I'm a minor.

Pronouns: she/her. You can call me anything; gendered complements (and insults ) are fine. I'm bisexual btw

I've got adhd

I'm Indian (if that holds any relevance)

My phone is always dying, if I have a conversation with you I'm always gonna worry about how weird I was and I will kill anyone who is able to link my irl identity to this blog

Masterlist or something

-Get me to 2k notes

-Reading list

-Live reads (basically I read a book and post stuff I like about it online at the same time)

Heartstopper Volume 1 (Completed)

Heartstopper Volume 2 (Completed)

-Picrew list

-I act like an insecure girlfriend (collection of posts, you can simply look up the tag #megmc~insecure girlfriend~)

Book Fandoms

Harry potter

Red White and Royal blue

Sherlock Holmes

Fav artists

Queen

Taylor Swift

Moneskin

The killers

Series/ movies

Harry potter

Heartstopper

Rwrb

Full house

Fuller house

Friends

Brooklyn 99

Modern family

The entire Ocean's series

Now you see me

DNI

Adults (I get if you're reposting or commenting once in a while, but you know what I mean)

Homophobes

Racists

Sexists

Bigots in general

NSFW blogs

Tags

sheer queer: all queer content

killer queen: Queen (the band)

dumblydore: Harry potter related stuff

History Huh: Red white and royal blue stuff

megmcmeg: my shitposts

divider dump: reposting dividers i hope to use

Legends of Tumblr: really famous posts that I've only seen in screenshots

megmcmemes: funny shit

megmcbooks: book crap

megmc~insecure girlfriend~ : Collection of posts where I act like an insecure girlfriend.

mootlist

updated 16.2.24

@ezraisfallingapart @catinasink @ali-da-demon @eddiethebanished @a-chaotic-business @zombieleon @discoveredreality @i-like-swiss-cheese @nickbutnodick @dobry-slimak @thedvilsinthedetails @toulouseradiosilence @laula521 @chaotic-beannn @anne-is-okay @the-lionsheartlionsheart @plumspider @blue-the-berry-boy @ambiguousoup @ballisticallytestedwensleydale

Tumblr Fam

(I'm so sorry for tagging yall again I just wanted to save the list somewhere)

@eddiethebanished - youngest sibling

@zombieleon - cousin

@ballisticallytestedwensleydale - tax fraud uncle💀

@ali-da-demon - middle child u couldnt forget if you tried

@nononsenseneanderthal- big brother

@dobry-slimak -sibling

@parasite-2 / @shortgaything - gay cousin

@ezraisfallingapart -a parent u can go to 4 advice :)

@a-chaotic-business - a gay family friend who technically isnt related to anyone but is family at this point

@url0cal-weird0 - cool witchy queer uncle

@catinasink - youngest cousin

@megmcmeg - Oldest sis

Oh and to see if anyone actually reads all this,

if you came till here, could you like go into the comments and type

123

(idk just feels like nobody would read this crap)

#megmcmeg #sheer queer #legends of tumblr #killer queen #divider dump #history huh #dumblydore #megmcbooks #megmcmemes #megmc~insecure girlfriend~ #banana

[charlatte124]

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

Wenclair edition

It was the evening on which Madame Weems, the newly appointed manager of the Opera, was giving a last gala performance to mark their retirement.

Suddenly the dressing-room of Yoko, one of the principal dancers, was invaded by half-a-dozen young ladies of the ballet performance before her. They rushed in confusion, some giving vent to forced and unnatural laughter, others to cries of terror.

Yoko, who wished to be alone for a moment to revise the speech which she was to say to the manager, looked around angrily at the mad crowd.

It was Eugene, that rushes in, who gave the explanation in a trembling voice:

"There's a ghost out there!", and locked the doors.

Yoko was very superstitious. She shuddered when she heard Eugene speak of a ghost, called him a "silly little fool" and then, as she was the first to believe in ghosts in general, and the Opera ghost in particular, at once asked for details.

"Have you seen them?"

"Just as plainly as I see you now!" said Eugene, whose legs were giving way beneath him, and she dropped into a chair

Someone had added onto Eugene's words.

"If that's the ghost, they're very scary and terrifying!"

"Oh, yes!" cried the ballet-girls.

And they all began to talk together. The ghost had apparently appeared to them in the shape of a person wearing male dress-clothes, who had suddenly stood before them in the passage, without their knowing where they came from. They seemed to have come straight through the wall…. Like a ghost.

…

For several months, there had been nothing discussed at the Opera but this ghost in dress-clothes who stalked about the building, from top to bottom, like a shadow, who spoke to nobody, to whom nobody dared speak and who vanished as soon as they were seen, no one knowing how or where. As they became a real ghost, they made no noise while walking. People began by laughing and making fun of this specter dressed like a man of fashion or an undertaker; but the ghost legend soon swelled to enormous proportions among the corps de ballet. They were nicknamed, "The Phantom of the Opera". Noone could tell what gender they were, always dressed in male clothes but had a frame of a woman.

…

They never knew what would happen had someone offended this Ghost.

…

On the first landing, Yoko, Meg Giry and Enid ran against the Count Petropolus, who was coming up-stairs. The count, who was generally so calm, seemed greatly excited.

"I was just going to you," he said, taking off his hat. "Oh, Yoko, what an evening! And Enid Sinclair, what a triumph!"

Meg Giry said "Six months ago, she used to sing like a CROCK! But now she sings like an angel! Oh but please let us get by dear count Petropolus"

They all went on to the foyer of the ballet, which was already full of people. The manager's praises were right; no gala performance ever equaled this one.

All the great composers of the day had conducted their own works in turns. Faure and Krauss had sung and, on that very evening,

But the real triumph was reserved for Enid Sinclair who had begun by singing a few passages from Romeo and Juliet. It was the first time that the young artist sang in this work of Gounod, which had not been transferred to the Opera and which was revived at the Opera Comique. Enid Sinclair had revealed her true self, for the first time, to the astonished and enthusiastic audience.

Those who heard her say that her voice, in these passages, was seraphic, but this was nothing to the superhuman notes that she gave forth in the prison scene and the final trio in FAUST, which she sang in the place of Bianca Barclay, who was ill. No one had ever heard or seen anything like it.

…

Count Thrope would perhaps not have taken his best friend behind the scenes of the Opera if Ajax had not been the first to ask him, repeatedly renewing his request with a gentle obstinacy which the count remembered at a later date.

On that evening, after applauding the Sinclair, Ajax was quite pale. And his best friend had noticed.

"Don't you see," said Ajax, "that the woman's fainting?"

"You look like fainting yourself," said the count. "What's the matter?"

But Ajax had recovered himself and was standing up.

"Let's go and see," he said, "she never sang like that before."

The count gave his best friend a curious smiling glance and seemed quite pleased. They were soon at the door leading from the house to the stage.

Ajax tore his gloves without knowing what he was doing and Xavier had laughed at him for his impatience. But he now understood why Ajax was absent-minded when spoken to and why he always tried to turn every conversation to the subject of the Opera.

They hear Enid Sinclair talking to herself. Referring to an "angel of music" who is this?

…

Enid Sinclair had been escorted to her dressing room as she had become pale after her spectacular performance. Expecting there to be no one, she spoke to the air.

" Angel of Music, are you listening?"

Suddenly there's a voice from nowhere.

"Yes, spectacular performance dear Sinclair, I had watched from box 5."

"When will you start calling me by my name oh dear angel of music?"

"When the time comes that you know of my name"

The voice was melodic, female sounding with a hint of stoicism could be heard, a face of no emotions could be visualized.

Enid sighs and asks a question that has been repeated, day after day.

"When will you show yourself to me?"

There's no reply for a few moments until finally the 'Angel of Music' replies.

"Soon. When you have nothing else to learn from me. When I am ready to show you. When you are ready to face me."

The same reply, word for word after that very question. Enid sighs once again as she spoke to the voice once more.

"At the very least you must answer this question for me, when will you ever be ready? Shall I still be alive till then? Shall I still stay here till then? When shall it be Angel of Music"

This time there's an immediate response.

"I shall give you three months to prepare for my appearance. However once you have seen it, you cannot leave me. You aren't allowed to scream in terror nor are you allowed to run away. You must stay with me."

Enid is ecstatic, her beloved Angel of Music that has been sent by her father, her beloved Angel of music that guided her to success today in her performance after months of hard work and practice with them.

"Thank you my Angel of Music, oh how happy shall I be on that day"

…

Ajax had been listening on in with Xavier. Who was this 'Angel of Music'? Who was Enid talking to?

Ajax knocked on the door. He watches as the door knob turns to reveal Enid in all of her glory. She's still in her costume from FAUST.

"Oh, Count Petropolus and Count Thorpe! Great day to meet you"

Enid smiles, Ajax is captured once again in her roombeautiful smile.

"It's me, Ajax, remember? We played together on the coasts of Rue Scribe when young. I was smitten by you and still is"

"Oh! You're that lovely boy I had seen many times for many months. Oh what a great time we had playing in the sand"

Ajax is delighted to know that she still remembers the memorable time they had at the coasts.

…

Wednesday listens in from the one sided mirror she has been using to interact with Enid Sinclair, her newly discovered obsession.

She had traveled the world, been an entertainer for a Persian princess, made two buildings for two kings, been a circus show, been under a architect as a disciple,learned all there is to music and singing with every instrument, learned tricks of trap doors and torture yet she fell into the hands of this girl.

Left her family for more education and knowledge of the world, being abducted for her unchanging face.

Her lineage of the family name Addams came with a deep infatuation for a special someone. And her special someone was Enid.

She felt enraged by the obvious love in Ajax's voice as he talked. She watched as Enid was talking to them. Jealous of their past relations.

She taps on the mirror. Tap tap tap. Three taps to capture her attention.

…

Enid hears three taps from behind her, in her dressing room. She quickly excuses herself, guessing that the taps are from the voice.

"Excuse me, I need to change quickly,I'll talk to you soon!"

And slams the door shut right in Ajax's face.

She turns towards her mirror once again and talks to seemingly nothing.

"Yes?"

"Who was that."

"An old friend"

"remember that you will stay with me when you hear of my name and see my face."

"Yes angel of music"

Enid complies. Her father had once told her before that when he dies, he will send an "Angel of Music" to her, it shall bring prosperity and success to her in her career and love life.

She become dependent on the Angel of Music for her singing however, she had started to develop a sense of longing for the voice.

This should be wrong. It's a voice, she has never even seen their face or heard of their name but she feels longing to hear it's voice after a good performance, longing to hear praises from them, longing to finally see their face and possibly love them.

…

Wednesday was posing as an Angel of Music for Enid.

Ever since she has seen her face in a performance when she watched from box 5, she has been struck by the arrow of love.

She overheard Enid talking about an Angel of Music when she was going to another trap door. She took this opportunity to her advantage and voiced her desires, posed as an Angel of Music.

She had taught Enid in the wee hours of the night, lecturing about small details and working on her Don Juan Triumphant when alone.

She knows how wrong this is but she will do whatever to be close to her.

#wenclair #wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #wenclair fics

[sage-nebula]

💫✨ people I’d like to get to know better ✨💫

thanks for the tag @caffernnn !!

last song i listened to: So I'm actually going to plug three songs that I've been absolutely obsessed with over the past weekend and have been listening on repeat as a result, all by the same artist -- Lydia the Bard, over on YouTube.

Lydia makes villain songs for the Disney princesses (among other Disney female characters). Her first handful were just lower pitched versions of their songs (or songs from their movies), but as she progressed she started changing lyrics, and now she's really grown and is making the songs more and more unique, culminating in finally creating a wholly unique villain song for Tinkerbell, which just came out and is my favorite.

"Fall Little Wendy Bird Fall" recontextualizes Tinkerbell's animosity toward Wendy. In this version, Tinkerbell and the other fairies of Pixie Hollow brought Peter Pan and the other Lost Boys there because, due to the nature of fairies' existence depending on humans believing in them, fairies were dying all around them as humans grew up and stopped believing. So the only way to secure their own lives was to make sure their humans never grew up. But Wendy threatens that by making Peter and the others long for human lives. Therefore, Tinkerbell sees her as a threat who must be taken out to save her own and her friends' lives. Not only does this song make Tinkerbell a far more compelling character, but the vocal performance is stunning, and the animatic that goes with it is amazing as well. Literally obsessed.

The other two I'm obsessed with are Meg's (where Hercules betrayed her as well & she kills Hades & takes his power) and Isabela's (where Mirabel doesn't get to her in time, and her resentment over the arranged marriage drives her to snap). Meg's is a bop and has a killer line in "In time they'll say I was cruel 'cause I cared", and I'm sorely tempted to use her final look at the end of the animatic as my Halloween costume this year. Meanwhile, Isabela's is also killer musically of course, and has equally fire lines like, "What could you possibly expect was gonna happen when you made me? / Tend to a plant with poison and expect a flower, are you crazy?" They're both just so good.

favorite color: Purple! Specifically cool shades, and especially cool shades that are more pastel, mixed with grey. I also like blues and greens that are faded like that, too.

currently watching: A little while ago I had started rewatching Sabrina the Teenage Witch since I hadn't watched it since middle school, but once I got to season four it got . . . bad . . . and it has continued to be bad . . . so I've kind of stopped watching lmao. I've lately been rewatching Jenny Nicholson's videos, but I finished that, so now I've gone back to rewatching Jenna Marbles videos. Oh, and I really love this series on YouTube called Bistro Huddy! It's hilarious, and Drew (the guy who portrays all the characters) is fantastic, he really melts into the roles so you almost forget it's one guy doing all of them. Highly recommend checking it out.

spicy/savory/sweet: Honestly depends on my mood, but I do have a strong sweet tooth, so honestly it's hard to go wrong by offering me ice cream or a cookie or something similar.

relationship status: Currently dating the lovely @skimmingthesurfaces 💜 She's actually going to be here this weekend for my birthday! (My birthday is on Tuesday, so I'm very blessed to have her with me for the whole weekend.)

current obsession(s): Aside from the songs mentioned above, I've been really thinking about one OC in particular of mine, and her story / novel . . . she's a character that I first created when I was about 13 or so, and has gone through a lot of development since then, but I've been fleshing out a lot more of her story and how she fits into this new original world I've created (since she was originally created for a Legend of Zelda role play, albeit even back then she came from a country outside of Hyrule). I really love and cherish her a lot, even though most other characters think she fulfills the "girl who is stupid" role in the adventuring party, and on some level she also believes this about herself, and to be fair she's not academically gifted at all, but to be even more fair the school and in fact overall society she was raised in was extraordinarily fucked up and no one actually tried to teach her in a way that would help her learn and in fact learning disabilities were seen as personal failings and --

Ahem. Anyway. I have long since described her as "pure of heart, dumb of ass," and in many ways she is, but for the second half, she's not in the way most everyone around her growing up assumed she was (including herself), or like, even if she is it wasn't 100% her fault (like yeah she slept in class and that was on her, but also she wasn't going to learn whether she was awake or not because her teachers were not going to be able to teach her the material because it was a One Size Fits All approach to teaching even when it really wasn't -- and that's only scratching the surface of the problems in her school / culture, it's a huge systemic thing). But yeah I've just been thinking about her a lot. Karin's my girl and I love her lots.

#the real way in which she's dumb of ass is that one tiktok that's like #''fool me once? shame on you. fool me twice? what the heck that's so mean. fool me THREE times? ohhh my god . . . fool me FOUR--'' #she has the worst judge of character #i mean to be absolutely fair to her she will remember that someone betrayed her trust. but will she give them another chance? yeah probably #her justification is she is watching them VERY HARD OK #(she's watching them fool her AGAIN tho . . . smh) #anyway thanks again for the tag!!!!! #caffernnn

[madmaxproductions]

Underdog of Connecticut

Documenting the life and times of DJ Mad Max.

“My drive and people doubting me are my biggest motivators. Fear is not trying and failing.” - Maxwell Coughlan

What does Connecticut mean to you?

“Connecticut means everything to me, it’s my home, where I was born and bred. I grew up in South Norwalk on Dr. Martin Luther King Drive in Townhouse Gardens. South Norwalk shaped who I am today because of the authenticity. My community made me protective of other cultures and stand up against racism/injustice. It’s very challenging to be successful from my hood because of the obstacles many face such as the temptations of the street life, drug addiction, and not taking our education seriously or expressing our talents because of peer pressure. The crabs in a bucket mentality is huge and means people don’t want to see someone with potential make it out. When I look back on the past, it’s sad when you find out someone you knew went to jail or overdosed at a young age because you’re like damn they didn’t make it out.

“As a child, I attended private Catholic schools and my peers constantly looked down on me because of my environment. Many would say “you live in the hood” or “wigger.” Comments like that would hurt, but after a while I blocked them out because South Norwalk was home, and that’s all I knew. I grew up on Hip-Hop and R&B culture, throwback Mitchell & Ness jerseys, baggy clothes, and fresh sneakers. Personally, I couldn’t relate to Vineyard Vines, Docksiders, or the music my peers enjoyed. God truly blessed me with a strong support system from my mother. She pushed me from birth, which helped me receive an academic scholarship to St. John’s University in Queens, New York. If you don’t have a supportive family, then you really have to grind and bet on yourself.

“I feel like Connecticut doesn’t get much love because it’s a small state and the culture is untapped. Connecticut has quite a few success stories like: Chris Webby, Cassie, John Mayer, Calvin Murphy, Justin Long, and Meg Ryan. The biggest issue with my home state is the void of entertainment opportunities for creatives to thrive financially, plus many natives don’t support homegrown talent. The lack of support forces the dreamers to relocate to achieve their dreams.”

How do you plan to give back to Norwalk?

“My goal is to give back to people who are suffering from cancer and other illnesses. Donate money to cancer research at the Whittingham Cancer Center of Norwalk Hospital and educate individuals on the importance of living a healthy lifestyle. Even at a young age, you’re at risk which is unfortunate. Aside from healthcare, I would like to establish clothing drives as well as hosting seminars on becoming independent and dreaming beyond difficult circumstances.”

What city would you be from in Connecticut outside of Norwalk?

“If I had to choose another city besides Norwalk, it would be Hartford. Hartford has an extensive entertainment scene compared to other cities in Connecticut and provides greater opportunities for artists and journalists. They have notable venues such as: The Xfinity Theatre, The Webster, and Infinity Music Hall. The diverse population is a great draw plus the city is one of the most affordable areas in the state.”

How will you contribute your talents to “Hollywood?”

“I will be a breath of fresh air for Hollywood. My talent as an actor/entertainer stems from being original and paying homage to the legends.”

What was it like gaining a role on Power?

“It was amazing. I learned a lot about how a major television production is organized and operated. It was strict and time efficiency is key. I was featured in a club scene where a fight broke out between rapper Yung Bleu and another person. It was a dope preview of what will eventually become my future in television/film production.”

Dream role in a movie?

“This is tough for me because I feel like a role has to match the actor’s personality. I always wanted to have a lead role similar to Tony Montana in “Scarface” or Nino Brown from “New Jack City.” I would love to do something in makeup similar to Johnny Depp’s role in “Dark Shadows.” My agent believes I would make a great undercover cop as well. In the future, I could see myself starring in a potential biopic like Eminem’s “8 Mile” to showcase my life’s journey to success. I am open to many different roles, but those are a few roles that come to mind.”

Predict the future of the motion picture industry?

“I think you’re going to see more independent filmmakers thrive because of the lack of creativity from major production studios and the 2023 SAG-AFTRA strike. I say it all the time, there’s no more classics! It’s rare for me to enjoy more than one film that comes out each year. The remakes are played out and there’s an absence of authenticity. Entertainers don’t receive what they are truly worth because executives at the top make the majority of the box office profits. The strike exposed that. I always valued going to the movie theaters when I was a kid and still do. Due to social media, I feel like the youth couldn’t care less about going to the theaters when they don’t have the attention span or can just watch the film on Peacock from their couch. It may be hard to receive the fruits of your labor right away when you’re an independent filmmaker, but if your material can get praised at film festivals and picked up by streaming services you will become successful.”

What draws you to the Western United States?

“That’s where the entertainment scene is thriving in my opinion. Las Vegas has a huge nightlife entertainment scene and helps artists build successful careers. It’s an affordable city to start out and grow. On the other hand, Los Angeles has been calling my name for years now. I’ve been enthralled by the west coast vibe since a kid. Hosting, acting, and other forms of entertainment opportunities are like non other in Los Angeles. I believe California is the place where I will live out my dreams.”

A word from Neno

"Bro I wish you nothing but the best you're a super talented person and I know you will be super successful in anything you put your energy into. God bless you.”

Define your definition of independence?

“My definition of independence is building your own foundation and having the creative freedom that will supply your desired lifestyle.”

Goals for 2024?

“Continuing to build a loyal team is a major goal this year. I’ve done everything myself and now that I’m working into the industry more, it’s time to put together a solid team that can help broker strategic business deals and partnerships. I’ve thought about getting a manager, but it has to be a trustworthy relationship. They say teamwork makes the dream work and I’m open to it."

“I want to develop my own independent film as well as a reality show. Even though music and sports are my main passions, film was my first love. I wanted to be a writer and director since childhood. I remember writing short stories in my journal that my mother bought me for Christmas in the third grade. I wrote to many legends in the industry asking for advice since the age of 10. Wes Craven, Francis Ford Coppola, and John Carpenter are a few people in the media industry that responded and it meant the world to me! As I got older, I changed as most people do and became more enthralled with music, which led to my beginnings of DJing and my current path now. Since I started acting, it’s sparked my love and creativity for film/television again. It would be dope to collaborate with independent actors and filmmakers because I believe that is where the industry is heading now. There are talented people out there not getting an opportunity due to nepotism and social media clout. That has to stop. While the industry isn’t talent-based like it once was, you can’t give up on your dreams. You have to create your own opportunities, and if I can be the one to give talented people their shot, that would be an honor.”

Thank You

“I would like to give a big thanks to everyone that has supported my journey so far, it’s only up from here!”

Photography captured October 2023

Developed by Mad Max Productions

#madmaxproductions #djmadmax

[1andxrea1tge1bisexual1here1]

A song that I like btw

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In the School AU for Apex Legends and Call of Duty: Cold War characters, the students have distinct personalities and backgrounds. They attend Raymond Park Intermediate and Middle School in Indianapolis, Indiana. Among the students are:

Apex Legends Characters:

- Bloodhound: A mysterious and enigmatic student known for their tracking skills and unique perspective.

- Gibraltar: A friendly and protective student with a larger-than-life presence.

- Lifeline: A compassionate and caring student who always looks out for others.

- Pathfinder: An enthusiastic and curious student who loves exploring and making new friends.

- Wraith: A quiet and introspective student with a mysterious aura.

- Bangalore: A disciplined and no-nonsense student with a strong sense of duty.

- Caustic: An eccentric and somewhat sinister student with a passion for science.

- Mirage: A charismatic and fun-loving student who loves to entertain.

- Octane: An energetic and thrill-seeking student always looking for excitement.

- Wattson: An intelligent and inventive student who excels in technology and engineering.

- Crypto: A tech-savvy and secretive student with a knack for hacking and surveillance.

- Revenant: A brooding and enigmatic student with a dark past.

- Loba: A confident and resourceful student with a penchant for acquiring valuable things.

- Rampart: A creative and mechanically skilled student who loves building and customizing.

- Horizon: A brilliant and adventurous student with a love for science and exploration.

- Fuse: A fiery and enthusiastic student who brings energy to everything he does.

- Valkyrie: A skilled and fearless student with a love for flying and aerial combat.

- Seer: A recently introduced student with a keen perception and artistic flair.

Call of Duty: Cold War Characters:

- Adler: A resourceful and strategic student who excels in leadership.

- Baker: A diligent and hardworking student with a strong sense of duty.

- Park: A disciplined and agile student with a background in law enforcement.

- Sims: A charismatic and adaptable student with expertise in psychological operations.

- Woods: A tough and experienced student known for his combat skills.

- Garcia: A resourceful and loyal student with a passion for technology.

- Portnova: A mysterious and secretive student skilled in espionage.

- Vargas: An ambitious and determined student with a talent for manipulation.

- Stone: A reliable and stoic student who always keeps his cool.

- Beck: A sharp and analytical student with a talent for problem-solving.

Family Guy Characters:

- Griffin: A lovable but clueless student with a distinctive laugh.

- Lois Griffin: A patient and responsible student who takes care of her peers.

- Meg Griffin: An unpopular student who often deals with jokes and mistreatment.

- Chris Griffin: A kind-hearted but somewhat clumsy student.

- Stewie Griffin: A highly intelligent and ambitious student with world-domination plans.

- Brian Griffin: A sophisticated and wise student who serves as a voice of reason.

Original Characters:

- Andrea Kaimai: A strong and determined student with a mysterious past as a demon slayer.

- Emmy Tanaka: A non-binary student with a love for music and scars from a challenging background.

Call of Duty Zombies Characters:

- Tank Dempsey, Nikolai Belinski, Takeo Masaki, Edward Richtofen, Samuel J. Stuhlinger, Marlton Johnson, Abigail "Misty" Briarton, Russman: Students with diverse backgrounds, each bringing their unique strengths and challenges.

El Chavo Characters:

- El Chavo, Quico, La Chilindrina, Ñoño, Popis: Students who add humor and variety to the school environment.

Demon Slayer Characters:

- Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Hantengu, Gyokko, Daki and Gyutaro: Students who possess unique abilities and personalities, making them stand out.

These characters create a vibrant and diverse student body with a wide range of talents and backgrounds, leading to various interactions and stories within the school AU.

#edward richtofen #call of duty zombies #cod zombies #tank dempsey #nikolai belinski #takeo maskai #el chavo #family guy #oc #school au #apex legends #apex legnds au #SoundCloud

[oncillaphoenixart]

Hey wait I never talked about my Darkstalker Phantom of the Opera AU! The art’s kind of old but dang this was a fun AU. Based off of Legends: Darkstalker and both the musical and book versions of Phantom of the Opera, it follows the Darkstalker cast in a world where magic is replaced with music and Darkstalker is born with a malformed face. October’s a good time for PotO, right?

I know the first image says Fathom is Raoul but I was wrong about that, and had figured it out by the time I drew the rest of them. Listener makes a much better Raoul, and Fathom instead gets to share the role of the original novel’s Persian/Daroga with Indigo.

Lore under the cut:

It starts when Arctic, the star singer of the IceWing Opera Company, fell in love with an up-and-coming NightWing ballerina, Foeslayer, and ran away with her. The IceWings wanted Arctic back, of course, but the Opéra de la Nuit, the NightWings’ premier opera company, refuses to relinquish this new asset. 

After a time, Arctic and Foeslayer hatched two children. Whiteout and Darkstalker inherited their parents’ artistic talent, but Darkstalker hatched with a deformed face that only intensified Arctic’s canonical abuse. At a young age, he ran away to join the circus. 

Darkstalker traveled all over Pyrrhia, honing his musical skills with the circus, his murderous abilities with RainWing bandits, and his bitterness everywhere he stopped. For a time he ended up in the Sea Kingdom, apprenticing under Albatross as an architect alongside Fathom and occasionally serving as an assassin for Queen Lagoon. However the Royal SeaWing Massacre shattered this momentary peace. The new queen Pearl tried to have him killed on thin suspicions of his involvement in the massacre, and he only escaped with help from Fathom. Darkstalker fled back to the Night Kingdom, where his mother offered him a hiding place in the catacombs below the NightWings’ opera house.

Several years later, Foeslayer (Madame Giry) has ascended to the role of ballet-master, Whiteout (Meg Giry) has become an accomplished star of the ballet, and Arctic has been appointed as the new Manager of the Opera after the previous Manager retired suddenly, supposedly due to the activity of a mysterious Opera Ghost. A talented young NightWing singer named Clearsight (Christine) is being coached by a being she knows as the Angel of Music while trying to keep her childhood friend the Vicomtesse Listener (Raoul) out from his ever-present attention. Fathom and Indigo (the Daroga/Persian) are also there.

Clearsight tries to figure out how much she can trust her Angel and maintain her agency in the face of forces pulling her every which way; Listener tries to figure out how to convince her best friend not to trust a stalker; Whiteout and Fathom try and fail to convince Darkstalker not to kidnap or kill anyone. Arctic thinks the Opera Ghost is a hoax and refuses to capitulate to the demands of a scammer, it’s his opera house and he’s going to run it how he wants even if the “ghost” does seem to know a little too much about him. Foeslayer tries to figure out how to convince her husband to please just go along with the ghost’s demands and not put everyone in danger. Allknowing (La Carlotta) tries to figure out how not to lose her job to some upstart kid with a spooky tutor. Darkstalker has his talons in all of this. Chandeliers get dropped, Clearsight gets kidnapped multiple times, Arctic gets murdered, nobody has a good day.

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Northern Star

(Part one)

Hypnos x Male! Reader (From Wake Me From This Dreaming), Y/N x ocs, Achillesx Patroclus, Zagreus/meg/Thanatos in later chapters. 

Pirate AU

Word count: 4.8

Warnings: Dark Tone, cursing, violence, deaths, sexual themes in later chapters, all the good and bad that comes from pirate life. 

Notes: okay so, first thing. This is very different, I normally write Y/N and Hypnos as a knight/lady kinda romance. A lot of gentleness between them. This… won’t have that, not for a while. 

This is an enemies to lovers fic, and I am gonna be honest, Y/N is and can be a mean son of a bitch. He is a bit of a bad guy in this fic. While that will change, I want you guys to have plenty of a head up. 

All in all, thanks for your patience. Keep an eye out for the last chapter of the modern! Son Au and for more requests fics to come out soon. Thank y’all! <3 <3

I really hope you guys like this! 

It was a common bedtime story told by Achilles. Patroclus would be quiet, brushing yours and Zagreus’ hair to help smooth you both to sleep. You pulled your blanket tucked up to your chin and Zagreus squirmed next to you as he waited for the story.

It went like this. 

There was a legend of a man who loved a woman. But he had not even a penny to his name and the father laughed him out right of the house. 

But he loved her so deeply that he took a risk and sailed all seven seas for a prize that was worthy of her beauty. 

One day, he saved a goddess. So fond of the man, and taken by his love, a goddess gave him the ultimate treasure.

A pomegranate of gold and rubies, so rich it would have made kings weep and so perfect that no artist would be able to come close to recreating it. 

He hurried back and nothing could stop him. Not other pirates, nor sea monsters, not even the sea itself. 

Only to come back to her headstone. 

Cursing the fates and the whole damn world, he took the gift of the gods and hid it from the world.

Now if someone finds it, every wish they ever had would be granted and the world will belong to him. 

You never thought to ask if it could grant every wish, why didn’t the man just ask for his lover to come back to him?

~

You were fourteen when you earned your mark. 

Skelly patted the table for you to lay your arm on, the mixed ink and needles laid out. You obeyed, sliding in the chair across the ancient man. You were nervous even if you had already taken a man’s life. More than one life.

Normally it was your side that went on the enemies before they could do anything but these had been well seasoned sailors, and they managed to get on the ship. The sheer size of the man that had charged at Zagreus, small for an eleven years old, was implanted into your memory. 

You had grabbed an axe and buried it into the man’s chest when he got close. Then there was another and another-

Achilles gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze, a proud grin on his face. You blinked when another man gave you a shot glass of rum, and Achilles pressed a finger against his lip. A silent ‘Don’t tell your pa.’

Your eyes caught on his tattoo. A single spear pointing up to a star. You had asked him what it meant when you were much younger.

“The spear for strength, the star for guidance.” Achilles had replied. He tapped the one on his chest, four hearts arranged in the shape of a four leaf clover. “This is the family. You, Zagreus, your Pa and me. Love and a little luck is all we need.”

You took the shot in a single go and tried not to cough. The men cheered and you felt several hands slapped your back.

“That’s my boy!” Achilles yelled out, causing more cheering and hooting. 

You turned back to Skully as he grabbed your arm, the needle posed over your arm.

The first couple jabs had burned, by the tenth one you were getting used to it.

Later, you showed Zagreus and Patroclus. Zagreus grabbed your arm and whispered, “So cool! I want one.”

Patroclus smiled, “You did good, my lad.” You returned his smile but you saw the  deep sadness in his eyes.

~

(Y/n’s Mid-twenties)

You don’t think you've ever been this drunk before. 

You took another swig from the bottle of rum, the liquid burning as it went down. It did nothing to smooth you or the fury in your chest and you took another drink, knowing that the next shot wouldn't do anything either.

“You’re hogging the rum, mate. Gimme.” Zagreus slurred, wiggling his fingers. You handled over the rum with a grunt. Zagreus raised the bottle with a hardy, “Cheers! Cheers to us all being useless fucks. Thanks fuck Pa is alive or we all would be dead right now!”

He took a big swig of the drink, coughing at the burn. You ran a hand down your face, leaning back in your chair with a sigh. The bar was crowded with smoke overhead, loud with chatter of drunks and the laughter of whores.  

The bard, Orpheus you remembered his name dimly, was singing an unfamiliar song, his voice low and sweet even in this hellhole. 

Typically when you ended up at Port Tartarus, you didn’t take the time to relax like the rest of the crew did. There was business that needed attendance to and repairs for the ship and a shopping list for the next trip. 

It was only on rare occasions that you might have a drink and hopefully find a pretty face to spend a few hours with before you returned to the ship. 

This time you needed to blow off steam or you might do something you would regret. 

“It was right there.” You muttered, more to yourself than Zagreus. “I saw it in that boney bastard’ hands.” 

Persephone’s hope, the golden pomegranate. Riches of the gods and it was that bastard Charon’s palms.  You didn’t see it, not fully. Just a flash of gold in Charon’ hands, then it was gone.

But if you were being honest, that wasn’t what haunted you. You still remembered how Patroclus had collapsed after one of Charon’s men pulled the sword out of his body. How loud the dull thud was when his body landed on the white sands.

Achilles had wailed and tried to reach him even with his hands and feet bound as Thanatos stepped over Patroclus’ body with a dismissive glance.

Bastards, every single last one.

Gods, there had been so much blood.  You had thought Patroclus had died right there. Even a week later, he was still fighting for his life, an infection had fallen on him and it felt like nothing was working.

“It’s not your fault. It was those Chthon brothers. They cheated somehow. Those rich assholes just think anyone can be a pirate if they pay off enough people.” Zagreus said, slapping a hand on the table. “I don’t know how they got there before we did. We took the short route.”

You took the bottle back and gulped down a drink, the rum buzzing under your skin. You thought back to how pale and pained Patroclus was, his stomach wrapped in white bandages and how Achiiles looked more like a ghost than a man. 

They were all lucky that Patroclus survived, especially so for the Chthon brothers. 

“Lady Nyx and her so-called starborn children.” You snarled. “We will make everyone see how mortal they really are.” Zagreus nodded sloppily, drunk on the rum.

“Lads, you’ve better be quiet.” Eurydice snapped as she walked by, her eyes narrowed. Your eyebrows shot up and you leaned forward the table as Zagreus gave her a surprise frown.

“Why is that?” You asked, tilting your head. Normally Eurydice didn’t care what anyone said, she heard it all in her little bar. The nervousness in her face and the way her hands tighten around her serving pitcher peaked your interest.

“Please tell us.” Zagreus added, much more politely.

Eurydice paused, and ducked her head low between you and Zagreus with a false smile, she said. “No. Just keep your mouth shut. I don’t want trouble in my bar.”

She moved to walk away but you held up a hand. “Wait.” You didn’t bother to pretend to dig for it. You tossed the largest pouch of money you had on the table in front of her, the rattling of the coin could be overheard by the sounds of the bar. 

Her eyes went wide, covering her mouth with a single hand as she looked back at you. “What are you doing? Are you an idiot?” Zagreus whispered, using his body to block the sight of the coin.

“Eurydice. I heard the rent is going up. Higher and higher. I can put in a word for you but it is up to you what that word will be.” You kept your tone kind, polite even. You weren’t threatening her, you told yourself, just providing an opportunity.

Her green eyes darted between the money then back to you. Then her shoulders slumped, and she quickly pocketed the money. She bowed her head to whisper to you both. 

“The youngest of the brothers is here at the port. Hypnos, I think his name was. He had been for the last few weeks.” She cupped the side of her mouth. “But what for I don't know.” 

“Where is he staying?” You demanded, trying to keep your voice low. You ignored the nervous glance Zagreus gave you. 

“In his ship, The Golden Poppy.” Eurydice glared at you, “You didn't hear it from me, got it?” 

You stood. “We were never here. Come on, Zagreus.” 

You didn't bother to wait for him even as he chased after you, a plan already forming.

~

The ship was surprisingly small and its name was painted on in simple bold letters. You had watched it for an hour or so, and there had been no signs of life. You hoped Eurydice’s information wasn’t wrong. 

It should be easy enough to get on it.

“This is a bad idea.” Zagreus said, hunched down next to you behind the barrels. “We don’t know how many people he already got on that ship.” 

“Not that many if there is no night parole.” You replied as you prepared your flintlock. You normally used your sword but you liked having your gun as backup. You patted the side of your boot, checking for your knife. 

Zagreus huffed, “What exactly is your idea? You still haven’t said a damn word.” 

“We are going to burn his ship down.” You said, “Just a warning not to mess with us again.”  And get information out of Hypnos, one way or another you added silently. You knew if you told Zagreus, he would protest. For a pirate, Zagreus had an odd sense of honor and this was already pushing it. 

Zagreus bit his lip, “And that's it? Because I don’t want to start a blood feud. Especially with these guys.”

You rolled your eyes, it wasn’t like it would be a tragedy if there was one less Chthon brother in the world. Not after what they did to your parents.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill him. If he doesn’t fight back too much. Besides, I need him alive to tell his brothers.” you muttered. 

Then before Zagreus could say anything else, you slipped out and made your way to the ship. You saw there were no dangling ropes or ladders but that would have made things too easy. 

You nodded toward Zagreus to use his grappling hook. With a quiet grunt, Zagreus’s shot was true and it hooked on the railing. Your hand went to your gun, you waited for a sound, for someone to notice but nothing happened.

You and Zagreus shared a glance, both wary of the quietness. But you were already here, so you grabbed the rope and started to climb. 

You slowly rose your head over the edge to only to find an empty deck, only a handful of wooden boxes were stacked in the corner. You swing over the railing, mindful not to be too loud. 

Zagreus followed right after and you gave him a helping hand. 

“This is creepy.” Zagreus whispered, “I don’t like this. He should have someone watching the ship, right?”

Privately you agreed, but you couldn’t let Zagreus know. You couldn’t risk him losing his nerve. 

“Just stay alert.” You whispered back. You pulled your sword out as you walked toward where the captain’s quarters should be. Zagreus did the same and stayed close.

The whole way there, there was only the sounds of the sea and the creak of the ship. You doubted that even the rats had a chance to nest in this ship. Everything looked too new, too shiny. 

Then you found the captain’s room. The door was a dark red, stark against the soft brown of the rest of the ship. 

With a backward glance toward Zagreus, you pushed open the door. You were surprised at the weight of it, and you had actually put an effort into pushing it open. You kept your sword at the ready, you remembered how Thanatos fought and you would be a fool to not assume the same from his brother. 

Only the room was empty, there was not even a bed frame. “Goddamnit, I guess Eurydice got bad information.” You sighed, walking into the room. You scanned it but there was nothing.  You glanced toward the single window, high up and just big enough let some moonlight in.

“Maybe he is somewhere else on the ship?” Zagreus said doubtfully. You shook your head, “We walked past the crew’s sleeping quarters and every single room was empty.” 

“Oh.” Zagreus lowered his sword with a frown. He followed you into the room.“Hey, you aren’t going to really tell her landlord to raise her rent right?” 

“No, Zagreus.” You twisted your mouth. “I am gonna ‘talk’ him since he is raising the rate up too high. This was the only way I could get her to talk. ”

“You didn’t have to be a jerk.” Zagreus added with a pleased smile. You opened your mouth to tell him off when the door slammed shut. 

You and Zagreus both jerked, eyes wide. Then you heard the sounds of a lock. Fuck, was this was a trap? You didn’t even hear any footsteps. 

“Gentlemen.” A high pitched male voice said from behind the door. “I must admit I don’t take too kindly to strangers just coming on to my ship.”

Hypnos.

Of course, he sounded like just his brothers. Arrogant son of bitches who acted like they actually believed they were starborn. 

You snarled even as Zagreus tried to calm you down with a hand wave. 

You stomped over to the door, and slammed a fist on it. “Oh come on, we didn’t even take anything. Why don’t you open that door and we can have a nice chat?”

There was a pause then loud and scornful laughter. “Oh sure, two big guys with very pointy swords who came uninvited on my ship -in the middle of the night, mind you-just want to have a nice chit chat.” 

You studied the door, tucked your sword away and took a step back. 

“Oh what’s wrong, love?” Hypnos mocked from his side of the door, “Cat got your tongue?” 

“Nope but I am going to cut yours right out of your mouth.” You said cheerfully before you gave the door a well aimed kick. It didn’t break down the door but you heard the cracks in the wood. 

From the gasp he made, so did he. It took two more powerful kicks for the door to swing open. You lunged out just in time to see the flash of red turned around a corner. 

“Let go!” You yelled back at Zagreus. You broke into a run, teeth bared. You yanked your sword out, single minded on your goal. 

“Wait, don’t kill him!” Zagreus called out as he followed you, “Remember, we need him!” 

You ignored him. All that mattered was winning and that meant getting that good for nothing Chthon brother under your boot.

You paused when you got to a fork in the hallways. There were two halls, one went to the left, the other right. 

You eyed the right hallway, it was much more well lit with more windows. Yet something in your gut tugged to the left even if it was much darker. You nodded to the right, “Zagreus, go that way. I am going to take the left.” 

“Just don’t kill him.” Zagreus repeated as he moved down the right hallway, his sword gleamed in the faint moonlight. 

“Yeah, yeah.” You muttered. You took careful steps down the hallway. He already tricked you once, he wouldn’t get lucky a second time. Then you saw the end of the hall, a closed door. And from what you could tell, there was no lock on this door. 

You sneaked to the door, watching it warily. You pressed an ear against the wood, trying to listen for any sounds. You didn’t hear anything but somehow you knew he was in there. 

You pushed the door opened, not sure what to expect. You frowned, it was a library. Of all of the things it could have been, a library? Just like the room he tried to trap you and Zagreus in, there was a single high window. 

Utterly impractical for a ship. But…

Even you could admit it was cozy with a single plush chair tucked in a corner. You saw a delicate teacup on the end table, with a candle and you could smell the faint smoke from it. So he was just in here, not too long ago. 

You moved your eyes toward the ground and then you saw a piece of red fabric, right behind the chair.

With a smirk, you moved into the library. You slowly made your way to the chair, and you got close enough, you used your foot to yank on the fabric. Only for two stuffed pillows to fall out from behind the chair along with a red blanket. 

You cursed under your breath when you realized you got tricked again.

You heard his sharp breath before his footsteps rushed toward you. You whirled around and caught his wrist, the knife pointed at your chest. His head was covered by a red hood and all you saw was a flash of white hair. You dropped your sword, shoved him against the wall with a growl. You heard him grunt as he tried again to push the knife toward you. 

You wrestled it out of his hand and grinned at the pained yelp you got from him. You shoved it right against his throat, under his chin. Then you yanked his hood off. 

You stared at him.

You had expected him to look like his brothers and he did in some way. But where his brothers had been sharp angles and white straight hair, he was all messy curls and gentle lines. 

His curls made the starkness of the white hair look softer somehow. His golden eyes, round and bright, glared at you. Even with his mouth twisted in anger, you saw the possibilities of what his smile might look like. 

You saw a very small oil painting once, during the raiding of a wealthy merchant ship, of the Greek legend Ganymede. The juxtaposition of the man’s soft masculinity had taken your breath away the moment you laid eyes on it. Until then, you weren’t aware that men could look like that. 

Now you were staring at the living embodiment of that very painting. 

Then he spat on your cheek and sharply brought you back to reality. 

You very carefully didn’t flinch or look away from his golden eyes. You pressed the knife in deeper which forced his chin up. 

“Love” You said in the same calm mocking tone he did to you earlier, “Did you just spat in my face?” 

He smiled and it made him look boyishly sweet. “I can do it again if you like.” 

“No thanks, Hypnos.” You said, smirking at his surprised blink, not expecting you to know his name. With that, You punched him in the stomach and knocked the breath out of him. 

~

You tied his hands together then dragged him back up onto the deck. With a rope you found on the deck, you tied him to the center pole. You stole a glance toward the skies. 

You were surprised that the cool blue of a promised dawn had already lightened the skies. You haven’t realized how long it’s been. 

“Come on, this is overkill.” He muttered. You tighten the rope around him as a warning. You smirked at the glare he gave you. His eyes swept your form as you moved to stand in front of him.

Then his eyes widened when he saw the tattoo on your forearm. You only had one, a single spear pointing up to a single star. 

“You’re one of Achilles' men.” Hypnos said slowly, his eyes meeting yours again. 

“Oh, good. So you do know my Father’s reputation.” You said as you leaned closer to him. “Too bad your brothers didn’t.” 

He bit back a gasp, then he jerked toward you. His eyes narrowed and he actually bared his teeth at you. 

“What did you do to them?” Hypnos hissed, and you took a sharp breath, not out of fear but because it was deeply unfair that such beauty belonged to a Chthon brother.

“Nothing. Yet.” You replied, then you realized something. “You don’t know yet do you?”

He straightened himself back up with a haughty look. The same one you saw on his brothers and it was enough to make you cool your heels a bit. Once this was taken care of, you would find a whore or two to make yourself forget that you even met this man.

“Tell me something.” You said, “How did your brothers know about Persephone’s hope? We were the only ones with the map."

"I am not telling you anything." He gave you a sarcastic grin. "So sorry about that." 

You pulled out the blade you stole from him. "Alright, then. This is how this little talk is going to work. You are going to tell me everything I want to know but whether we do it the easy way or the painful way is up to you." You pointed the knife at his nose, lightly tapping it. 

His eyes went crossed, staring at it then back up at you. His mouth remained shut.

You scowled, got close to his face and shoved the blade right next to his head as hard as you could into the wood. 

He gasped and his golden eyes went wide and you could see the fear in them. Yet he never looked away from you, holding your stare. You had made grown men weep, hell even seasoned pirates flinched away from you yet he didn’t.

Grudgingly, you felt a sense of respect for this man. Even bound, he didn’t give in.

“I said it before and I am saying it again.” He whispered, and you felt his hot breath against your mouth. “I am not telling you anything.” 

You sighed, pulling back. “Fine then, you picked the hard way-“

“Wait, come back!” Zagreus called out and you blinked, realizing you had forgotten about Zagreus even being on the ship. You tuned to the doors that lead to the deck, still open.

At first there was nothing, then it rushed out. All you saw was a small round and white blur, snarling and barking. Then it’s little teeth sunk into your ankle and you yelped at the pain, hopping back and cursing. 

The man made a strangled noise at first, then he started laughing madly. You snarled and yanked at the fluffball. You were able to pull it off, holding it up with a single hand and you stared at it as it growled at you. It took you a moment to realize you were holding on to a very fluffy, very round white dog. 

Zagreus came out, “Y/N! It’s okay, it’s friendly.” Then his head turned to Hypnos with a surprised glance, “Oh you found him. What is your dog’s name?” 

“Monie.” He replied breathlessly from his laughter and you heard the fondness in his voice. Zagreus nodded with a wide grin, “It suits her.”

You were going to choke Zagreus for one, letting this ‘dog’ attack you and second, for bonding with the enemy. 

Then you had an idea, one not even you liked but you might get Hypnos talking without taking off any limbs.

“Monie, is it?” You said. Your tone was polite but it was enough to make him whip his head toward you. You firmly ignored the swoop of heat in your gut at his narrowed gaze. 

“Hey, whatever you are thinking of doing- don’t.” Hypnos said. Monie was still snarling and you turned around and walked to the railing of the ship. You leaned your hip against it as you turned to face him, looking relaxed like you weren’t about to kill something. You held Monie over the cold waters waiting for him. 

You really hoped he wouldn’t call your bluff.

Zagreus gave you a look of horror but Hypnos couldn’t look away from his dog. For the first time all night, you saw real desperation in his face. 

“So I will ask again, do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way?” You asked gently. For several heartbeats, he said nothing. His eyes were so expressive that you could tell he was trying to work out a plan. Even in the dim light of dawn, his eyes were shiny.

It was the fear in his face that stuck you. You had worn the expression on your own face not too long ago. For a moment something softened in you, but in your mind’s eye, you still saw Patroclus’ body on the sand. Your father’s wailing. And your rage came back in full-force.

God, to think that his fear was even a fraction of what you or Zagreus felt, that your father felt. Unbelievable, feeling pity for this man.

Still you wanted to pull the whimpering dog back to safety. But you didn’t, staring him down. 

Hypnos spoke, his voice cracked. “Fine. Fine. Just bring her back on the ship and put her down. Carefully.” 

Wordlessly you obeyed, Monie took off like a shot, getting between his feet. The little beast was shaking as it pressed against Hypnos’ legs. “It's okay. Good girl! Such a good girl.” He praised the little dog quietly.

You watched him quietly. You noted how his white curls fell in front of his eyes. The way his voice turned gentle for the animal between his feet. The slight curl of his lips.

“Zagreus.” You said, your voice loud in the still of the morning. You were unable to look away from Hypnos. “Change of plan.”

Later in the same spot where Hypnos’s head was, you left a simple letter pinned in by his knife, with the simple words. ‘We have your brother, bring Persephone’s hope in exchange for him.’

~

The sun was rising and even with the pounding headache that was slowly forming behind your eyes, you felt like something was finally going right.

The youngest brother, Hypnos was your captive and if his family was anything like yours, they would trade anything to have him back. 

When you finally got back to your ship, The Moonlight Dancer, Achilles was waiting. His blonde hair was limp, and his stubble was slowly growing by the day. His bright blue eyes were marked by black circles. He hasn't left Patroclus’ side since everything that had happened until now.

“Where the fuck were you lads?” He asked hoarsely. 

This was the first time he had spoken in days. 

You handed the rope to Zagreus, not acknowledging your father. “Take him and that mutt and tie them up on the main deck, I will be over there soon.” 

Zagreus’ eye darted between you and Achilles then he ducked his head. “Come on guys, I bet I can give you some water and food.”

“Just water.” You warned him. Zagreus flitched but he knew better than to disagree with you in front of the crew, at least with this. 

Achilles watched them as they walked past, his eyebrows going up when he saw Hypnos. No doubt he knew who he was. No one else but the so-called starborn children had those golden eyes and white hair.

You stepped closer to Achilles and in a low voice that the rest of the crew wouldn’t be able to hear,  “I handled business, I got the youngest of Nyx’s children.” You said. “I'm gonna have a talk with him. Then we can finish the whole mess and make an example of the damn family.”

Your father said nothing for a long moment, staring at you. Then with a nod, he spoke. “Good. Find out what you can and tell me the rest of the plan later. Go say good morning to your Pa before you do anything else.” With that, Achilles turned around and walked back under the deck.

You followed after him, your thoughts already going back to Hypnos, bound and tied to the ship. You could still picture those golden eyes staring you down. You felt like you could read every single emotion in those eyes. 

This plan would work. 

It had to. 

#Wake me from this dreaming #hypnos x male!reader #fanfic #self insert #x reader

[tawaifeddiediaz]

it was the day the promo dropped for s4 and everyone was losing their minds over the "nothing I ever did was good enough" clip and I posted that I wanted people to come yell at me about it (bc I was insane) and you did and now we're here <3

The way my memory is consumed of literally nothing but studying these days but you REMEMBERED THAT?! I’m obsessed with you yeah yeah

#zee answers #and we’ve only yelled 28393829028383 times after that together <3 #anyway Buck’s in the room #meg: artistic legend

[evaldmark]

Álomnapló #2

Trigger warning: démoni megszállás, pókok, kreatúrák, és haláleset

Szóval egy kicsit homályos, hogy mi után mi következett, de azért megpróbálom nagyjából következetesen leírni.

Szóval azt hiszem, hogy úgy kezdődött, hogy valami videójátékkal játszottunk, majd elkezdtünk elbúcsúzni egymástól, hogy a másik megy haza, de mikor kiléptünk a házból, fura érzésünk támadt, sötétebb volt és a levegőnek se volt rendes íze, illata, úgyhogy úgy döntöttünk, hogy egyelőre még nem búcsúzunk el végleg egymástól, hanem elkísértem a vonatra, hogy biztosan hazajusson. Már sötét volt, mikor elindult a vonat velünk, és ahogy bámultam ki az ablakon, észrevettem, hogy egy férfi fut a vonat mellett. Ami igy először fel se tűnt, mert hát mindenki elképzeli, hogy valami fut a jármű mellett, és azt gondoltam, hogy most is csak képzelem, mikor kiderült, hogy tényleg ott van az a férfi, és menekül valami elől. Aztán meg is láttam, hogy mi elől, és gyerekek, ronda egy holmi volt az. Humanoid alakú, de nem volt túl sok bőre, és a húsa is rendellenes színű votl, és a csontjai is rendellenesen csavarodtak, és az egész ilyen groteszk figura volt. Megvan az az artist, aki ilyen urban legends kreatúrákat talál ki? A cartoon catet és társait? Na pont úgy nézett ki ez a szörny is, mintha az az arc alkotta volna. És sajnos nem volt egyedül, de a másodiknál úgy döntöttem, hogy köszönöm, akkor inkább nem nézek ki az ablakon.

Sajnos ettől még nem volt az egész rossz érzés.

Amikor leszálltunk, kiderült, hogy a másik is látott dolgokat, és úgy döntöttünk, hogy jó, akkor kérdezzünk meg valakit erről. Találtunk egy helyi boszorkányt, aki elmagyarázta, hogy valami nagyobb és gonoszabb erő követ minket, aki a feleségemet akarja megkaparintani. Nyilván nem akartam ennyiben hagyni, szóval megkérdeztem, hogy mit tehetünk. ÉS hát kiderült, hogy el tudunk menekülni előle, ha elérünk egy bizonyos helyet, onnan nem jöhet tovább.

Nyilván belementünk, de ekkor megjelent a démon is, és hát szegény boszorkány veszteséggel zárult.

Azonnal menekülőre fogtuk, de az összes jármű, amivel megtettünk egy adag utat, lerobbant, megállt, és a többi, és a többi. A démon szemmel láthatóan élvezte, hogy egyre elkeseredettebbek vagyunk, de hát persze mi nem adtunk fel, és végül egy kamionnal sikerült elérnünk a határt, de pontosan elötte a kamion kisiklott, és a démon úgy döntött, hogy akkor itt és most megszállja a feleségem, de nem tudta teljesen, mert valahogy félig átértünk a határon, így nem jöhetett tovább, de a kisiklás közben szerzett sebesülések és a félig megszállás így is megölte a nőt.

Persze ment a szokásos alkudozás, de hát nem ment bele a démon. Viszont közölte, hogy jobb ha nyitva tartom a szemem, mert ott lesz a közelemben.

Eltelt x idő, én valahol munkát vállaltam a határ innenső oldalán és próbáltam kideríteni, hogy mégis mi ez a démon, és mit lehet vele kezdeni, mikor egyszer csak a főnököm megváltozott. Egy karácsonyi buli során történt, mindenki nagyon jól érezte magát, amikor hirtelen elhallgatott a zene, meg lekapcsolódtak a fények, az ajtók bezáródtak, és csak pár mennyezeti lámpa égett. Dörömbölést hallottunk kintről, meg döngő lépteket, mintha valami nagy közelegne.

Nyilván senki nem akarta megnézni, főleg miután sikolyt is hallottunk, de összeszedtem magam és kimentem. Az ajtó persze nekem kinyilt, és kisétáltam a sötétbe.

Aztán a villany felkapcsolódott, de csak pókokat láttam. Igaz, azok akkorák voltak mint a tenyerem, de legalább rendes, pókszerű pókok voltak, érthetőek és hétköznapiak. Sajnos nem úgy a fönököm, akinek most világító kék szemei voltak, és végtelen kényelmetlenül vigyorgott rám és azt kérdezte, hogy nem félek a pókoktól? Mire azt feleltem, hogy nem, miért félnék, mire ő: Akkor majd találok valamit, amitől retteghetek.

És egyből tudtam, hogy a démon átjutott a határon, ahol nem szabadott volna, de itt felébredtem.

#álomnapló #dream diary #hungarian #dark #supernatural

[theamccafrey]

Hola

my old blog is @chiefcrusadetree

I just wanted to shift it to a primary blog.

Get me to 2k notes here

As of 10.2.24, 1.418k notes reached

Idk what to write here so imma just copy stuff from my moots

I'm Meg

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual

You can call me anything; gendered complements (and insults ) are fine

I've got adhd

I'm a minor

{I honestly dk how to introduce myself without giving away too much information}

I'm Indian, (if that holds any relevance)

My phone is always dying

If I have a conversation with you I'm always gonna worry about how weird I was

I don't really have a lot of friends here so my askbox is always open

I love tag games

I will kill anyone who is able to link my irl identity to this blog

Book Fandoms:

Harry potter

Red White and Royal blue

Sherlock Holmes

Fav artists:

Queen

Taylor Swift

Moneskin

The killers

Series/ movies

Harry potter

Heartstopper

Rwrb

Full house

Fuller house

Friends

Brooklyn 99

Modern family

The entire Ocean's series

Now you see me

DNI:

Adults (I get if you're reposting or commenting once in a while, but you know what I mean)

Homophobes

Racists

Sexists

Bigots in general

Tags:

sheer queer: all queer content

killer queen: Queen (the band)

dumblydore: Harry potter related stuff

History Huh: Red white and royal blue stuff

megmcmeg: my shitposts

divider dump: reposting dividers i hope to use

Legends of Tumblr: really famous posts that I've only seen in screenshots

megmcmemes: funny shit

megmcbooks: book crap (reading list here)

Masterlist or smth

My reading list is here here

Live reads (I read a book and post crap about it as im doin it)

Heartstopper Volume 1 (completed)

also, mootlist: (newly updated)

@ezraisfallingapart @catinasink @ali-da-demon @eddiethebanished @a-chaotic-business @zombieleon @discoveredreality @i-like-swiss-cheese @nickbutnodick @dobry-slimak @thedvilsinthedetails @toulouseradiosilence

#intro post #blog intro #megmcmeg

[junimoody]

Hello & Welcome!

I go by JuniMoody. feel free to call me Juni, or Ms Jmoody 💕

Get To Know JuniMoody🪬

1. What are basic facts to know about you?

I use she/her/they pronouns.

Im Salvadoreña & Boliviana.

Im always trying to learn ASL and enjoy learning about other cultures, customs, languages, etc.

Currently learning coding!

I love art.

I LOVE CATS. The most important thing to know is I own a cat named Saber and will probably post him everywhere🫶🏽

2. What are your "obsessions"?

Regular TV Show obsessions: Criminal Minds, Modern Family, Grey's Anatomy, Monsters Inside Me, Untold Stories of the ER, Magicians

Anime Obsessions: Jujitsu-kaisen, to your eternity, tower of god, SAO, HXH, Full Metal Alchemist, Toradora, Twin Star Exorcists, kiss him not me, blend-s.

Personal Life: Cats. & Chocolate.

3. Can you describe your blogging style?

I like to blog like I'm texting my friends about my day / thoughts. If I'm feeling energetic I might Go Live or post a video. I really like interacting with people on SM, whether we follow each other or not! It's nice to find ways to meet & talk to new people and create genuine connections.

4. Favorite Artist?

RAP: Meg the Stallion, Kendrick, Rico Nasty, Doechii, Flo Milli

R&B/ALTER: Shreea Kaul, Rakiyah, Dreamer Isioma, Complex Ricki, Omar Apollo, Daniel Caesar, SZA, Savannah Re

LATIN: Pitbull, Shakira, Young Miko, Karol G, Kali Uchis, Maluma, Ricky Martin, Aventura, Ozuna, Teo, El Alfa, Daddy yankee, Plan B, Santana, Snow tha Product

POP: Bruno Mars, Miley Cyrus, Adele, Christina Perri, Lady Gaga, BEYONCE

5. What motto keeps you going in tough times?

it is what it is.

6. Relationship Status?

I am currently single. I am looking to grow my friendships and hobbies as well as focus on my career and education. Romantic relationships aren't really on my radar; I'm not interested in people in the romantic sense rn.

7. Are you on any other platforms?

Instagram: Junimoody_ & awildnikkita

Twitch: JuniMoody

Tiktok: @awildsalvi

Snapchat: crabbifcknabbi

Discord: junimoody

Reddit, & Manyvids.

8. Why Tumblr?

I wanted to move away from the twitter mess and i don't think I'm really getting the hang of reddit (too many rules to post in communities)

I want to meet people on here who I can game with, party watch a tv-series or movie, or chat online with!

9. Well what kind of games do you play?

I play on PC. Green Hell, Sims4, Valorant, Valhiem, Genshin Impact, 9 Childs Street, Phasmophobia, Don't Starve Together, It takes Two, Apex Legends, Grounded. Im always looking for new recs!

10. Anything else you want to say?

Say hello! Shoot me a friendly message! Follow and I'll follow back on any SM:) If you want to add me on discord/steam so we can game LMK I'm always looking for gaming buddies! 420Friendly!

#new to tumblr #new to blogging #new user #get to know me #10 questions #all about me #nice to meet u! #catlover #back from twitter #instagram #twitch #discord #latina #west coast #oregon #pdxoregon #twitter is dead #twitter is getting worse #twitter is a hellsite #twitter is shit #threads app #threads #say hi or something #discord chat #viral #trendingnow #trend #fyp #viral trends #barbie

[theartisanfartisan]

The Meg

The Megalodon was one of the most fearsome predators to ever swim the seas. This prehistoric shark could grow up to 60 feet long and had teeth the size of a man's hand! With its incredible size and powerful jaws, it's no wonder that the Megalodon strikes fear into the hearts of those who hear its name. Although it's been extinct for millions of years, its legend lives on in movies, books, and video games. The Megalodon's reputation as a terrifying monster of the deep makes it a perfect subject for artists and storytellers alike. So next time you're at the beach, remember to watch your step – you never know when the Megalodon might strike! #Megalodon #Prehistoric #SharkAttack #MonsterOfTheDeep #GiantPredator #Jaws

#ai #aiart #aiartcommunity #aiartwork #aiartdailytheme #aiartdaily #fear #horrormonster #aimonster #horrorart #paintcells #digitalart #instaart #instaartwork #onlineart #fearinmarch

#aiartwork #aiart #artificialintelligence #digitalart #Megalodon

[nahasconsulting]

Pyramids frank ocean rap genius

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↑ Frank Ocean | Biography & History (angol nyelven).↑ „ Sound of 2012: Frank Ocean”, BBC News, 2012.Taco, Tyler, the Creator, Hodgy Beats, Left Brain, Mike G, Domo Genesis, Jasper Dolphin, Earl Sweatshirt Tyler, the Creator, Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats, Mike G (Kim Burrell és Yung Lean közreműködésével) (A$AP Mob, A$AP Rocky, Playboi Carti, Quavo, Lil Uzi Vert) ( JAY-Z és Tyler, the Creator közreműködésével) Formátumok: CD/ DVD, LP, VHS, streaming.Formátumok: CD, digitális letöltés, LP, streaming.Második stúdióalbuma, a Blonde 2016 augusztusában jelent meg. Négy év szünet után Ocean kiadta Endless című vizuális albumát, amellyel teljesítette szerződését a Def Jammel. Öt kislemez jelent meg az albumról: a Thinkin Bout You, a Pyramids, a Sweet Life, a Lost és a Super Rich Kids. Második helyig jutott mind a Billboard 200 és UK Albums Chart slágerlistákon és elért a Billboard Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums élét. Több előadónak is írt dalokat, mint Brandy Norwood (1st & Love és Scared of Beautiful), John Legend (Quickly), Beyoncé (I Miss You), Bridget Kelly (Thinking About Forever), és Justin Bieber (Bigger).ĭebütáló albuma, a Channel Orange 2012 júliusában jelent meg és azonnal sikereket ért el zenekritikusok körében. Szerepelt Kanye West és Jay-Z Watch the Throne című albumán, többek között a No Church in the Wild kislemezen. A Novacane az első dala lett, amely szerepelt a Billboard Hot 100 slágerlistán. 2011 februárjában kiadta első projektjét, a Nostalgia, Ultra-t, amelyről két kislemez jelent meg, a Novacane és a Swim Good. Barátságot kötött Tyler, the Creator rapperrel, az Odd Future csoport frontemberével, amelynek később tagja is lett. 2009-ben aláírt a Def Jam Recordings kiadóban. Miután 2005-ben a Katrina hurrikán következtében elpusztult stúdiója, Ocean New Orleansből Los Angelesbe költözött. Again, if I got this completely wrong, then oh well, but this is what I think when I listen to this new track.Amerikai énekes Frank Ocean két stúdióalbumot, egy mixtape-et, 21 kislemezt (5 közreműködő előadóként) és nyolc videóklipet adott ki karrierje során. However, it should be noted that Cleopatra was not buried in one of the pyramids because that type of burial was way before her time. “The Pyramid” is the joint where this stripper works and where Frank pimps out this girl to “hit the strip & my bills paid, keep a nigga bills paid.” Nevertheless, Frank really gave a strong content output in this song and indirectly begs for the respectable Black woman back while keeping up with the difficult Cleopatra theme. He then pleads that bring back the respectable Black woman while saying “Run run run, come back for my glory/Bring her back to me/Run run run, the crown of our pharaoh/The throne of our queen is empty.” The song then takes an interesting shift in tempo and the darker beat matches Frank’s lyric content as he talks about a stripper who he epitomizes as the modern day Black woman. Cleopatra is the symbol of beauty, independence, and a Queen, she also happened to Black and Frank starts the song off by alarming his listeners that “There’s a thief out on the move/Underneath our legion’s view/They have taken Cleopatra”. Perhaps I’m reading waaay too much into the lyrics and content of "Pyramids”, but I think that Frank Ocean is singing about the transformation of the Black woman from the earliest of civilization to today. “Frank Ocean has always been one of the smarter artists in music and I think this song is a great representation of his geniusness. Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra No more, he has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatra No more, she lives no more serpent in her room Remove her, send the cheetahs to the tomb I found my black queen Cleopatra, bad dreams, Cleopatra

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I found you laying down with Samson and his full head of hair How could you run off on me? How could you run off on us? What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?

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Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmereĪs we march to the rhythm, on the palace floorĬhandeliers inside the pyramid, tremble from the forceĬymbals crash inside the pyramid, voices fill up the halls We'll run to the future, shining like diamonds The way you say my name makes me feel like You're wet and you're warm just like our bathwater You showed up after work I'm bathing your body Top floor motel suite, twisting my cigars Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra Wake up to your girl for now let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra No more, it has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatraīig sun coming strong through the motel blinds No more she lives, no more serpent in her room Our war is over, our queen has met her doom

#Pyramids frank ocean rap genius