#who gave toga confetti

[freedombooksflowers]

Cupid

For @wolfstarmicrofic

“All praise Cupid.” Sirius stood on the table of the common room dressed in a toga with paper hearts taped to it.

Remus groaned inwardly. Since fourth year the Marauders celebrated Cupid because Peter got his first kiss on Valentine’s and someone had slipped Remus a note about their crush on him. Then the next year Sirius had made out with that Hufflepuff and James started to swoon for Evans so clearly the praise worked. Also, without fail, each year he got a note. It felt rather stalker like but oddly sweet because they were never weird.

“You know, why’d I start dating him?” Lily sat next to him, handing over some spiked pumpkin juice as James paraded around in a diaper with an arrow.

Shaking his head at his friends' antics, which he 100% helped scheme, Remus let out a disbelieving scoff. “Honestly, who knows.”

“As if you’re any better, Lupin.” Marlene perched on the arm of the sofa next to him. “I would say I’m not any better than either of you because I broke up with Black.”

“In order to shag a Slytherin,” he pointed out. “And I’m not dating either of those idiots.” Sirius threw a hand of confetti at a fifth year witch who blushed.

“No, I saw sense.” Marlene grinned. “And by sense I mean my girlfriend’s amazing—”

Lily reached over and shoved Marlene off the arm of the chair. She let out a screech that brought Sirius to them.

“Hello my fine friends. Having fun praising Cupid?” Sirius gave his usual dazzling smile, causing Remus’ stomach to do the ridiculous fluttering he did from time to time due to his stupid crush.

“Amazing fun.” Marlene brushed a hand down her skirt.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Thank you Evans, you’re boring.”

Remus rolled his eyes, standing up because Lily and Sirius tended to verbally spar. “I’m changing the record.”

After choosing Van Morrison’s Astral Weeks from the meager selection (Lily had chosen only the best romantic albums), Remus found himself cornered at the record player by Sirius. The look in his friends' eyes seemed off. Nervous? Sirius rarely did nervous.

“James and Lily said if I don’t do this now they’ll tell you themselves.”

Remus furrowed his brow as Sirius held out a note.

All praise Cupid.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #hp fanfic #wolfstar fandom #wolfstar fanfiction #harry potter #hp fandom #remus/sirius #wolfstar microfic #hp fic

[lumilasi]

Shigarakiweek day 5: Confetti + wounds

Toga found confetti-themed bandages and wanted to test them on Tomura, then finished the masterpiece by throwing confetti on him. He’s rolling his eyes but doesn’t really mind.

I think the reason I can’t do anything else but silly shit for these drawings is because my recent fic writing has involved SHIT TON of angst, so I can’t really have it in drawing too.

@shigarakiweek

#my art stuff #shigarakiweek #shigaraki birthday week #tomura shigaraki #bnha tomura #shigaraki tomura #mha tomura #shiragaki tomura #tomurashigaraki #look at all dat confetti #who gave toga confetti #now everything is covered in it #Lumi's art scribbles

[booksofkingdomsandcourts]

Lucien Week Day 6 Family Ties

          “Absolutely not.”

          “Lucien—”

          “Absolutely not.” Lucien attempted to storm out of the study, but Helion followed, utterly undeterred. They billowed out into Helion’s solarium where Lucien’s mother was sitting, reading through her correspondences. She looked up as they came in, and Lucien was surprised to see Elain waiting there as well, idly rearranging some of the daybright flowers under one of the large windows. She also turned when she heard them arrive.

           “Mother, tell Helion that throwing a parade for my birthday is absurd,” Lucien admonished, pointing angrily at his father.

           His mother just turned back to her letters, already numb to Lucien and Helion’s constant bickering. “It’s a Day Court tradition, darling. You’re the heir now—you have to take on more responsibility as a public figure.”

           Lucien frowned. “I never saw Eris have to stand in a parade.”

           He saw his mother fight a smile at the thought. “Just because the Autumn Court and the Day Court do things a little differently doesn’t mean your duties here are any less important.”

           He rolled his eyes. Standing on an enormous swan float pulled by pegasi hardly sounded like a real duty or a real tradition, but Elain chimed in. “Oh Lucien, come on! The parade will be so fun—I’ve never been in one before. Helion says there’ll be confetti, and we give the townspeople sweets!”

           Lucien frowned and whirled on his father. “You recruited Elain into this?” Helion shrugged, his face showing practiced innocence.

Elain came over and put her hands on Lucien’s chest, leaning against him. “I thought you were excited for your birthday party?” she pouted. Her big doe eyes beamed up at him, pleading. Dammit.

           “I am excited for my birthday party,” Lucien said. “The party part, where I get to drink with our friends and dance the night away with my very beautiful mate.” He nuzzled her and kissed her nose, and she giggled. “I did not agree to the festivities including a parade from sunup to sundown. We’ll be exhausted by the time we get back!”

           Helion snorted. “Don’t insult me, son. We have more than enough elixirs that’ll put you back on your feet better than before if you start to feel tired. The Day Court are no strangers to multi-day-long parties, and neither, if I recall, are you,” Helion added pointedly. Lucien didn’t have an argument there. “I have three hundred years of birthdays to make up for Lucien, so you better believe every birthday for the next three hundred is going to be just like this. Get used to it. I’ll order you as High Lord if I have to,” he added, but Lucien knew he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t have to. Lucien felt his argument shrivel in his chest, like it always did, because at the end of the day this was Helion’s way of showing he cared, and Lucien was still new to having a father who cared.

           “I’m not wearing a toga,” Lucien muttered.

           “Yes you are,” Helion said cheerfully. “But we can argue about that later. I have a meeting to attend, but the arrangements for the parade are well underway. I put Elain in charge of your float, so direct any further suggestions to her.” He crossed the room and planted a kiss on his love’s cheek, and Lucien’s mother reached up to cup his face and kiss his cheek in return. “I’ll see you all this evening for dinner. Until then!” And he winnowed away.

           Lucien frowned down at Elain, who was still resting happily against his chest. How absolutely unfair of Helion to use Lucien’s mate against him like this. “I have several suggestions for the float. Namely, not having one.”

           Elain rolled her eyes. “That’s a terrible suggestion. We’ll definitely be exhausted if we walk that far.”

           “I can’t believe you’re siding with him on this.”

           She grinned. “Siding with giving my extraordinary mate the most wonderful, fantastical, show-stopping birthday ever because I love him so much and he absolutely deserves it? Sorry, guilty as charged.”

           He sighed. “Don’t you also have a meeting to attend?”

           “I do,” she admitted. “But you do have to wear a toga.” And then, leaning in close to his ear, she whispered. “You should see mine. I picked it special, just for your birthday.”

           Which gave Lucien images of waist-high slits and thin fabric that was going to drive him insane while he had to stand in public with her. His fingers curled on her hips. With a wink, Elain pecked him on the lips and headed out of the room, leaving just him and his mother.

           “Now, I know you don’t want to be in a parade,” Lucien said to her.

           At last his mother sighed and set down her papers. “I promise I did try to talk him out of it,” she admitted. “But he’s so excited, Lucien. He means well.” Her voice had taken on an almost-hidden yet distinct soft undertone as she talked about her mate.

           Lucien sighed. A great irony that his mother, the only person Helion might possibly listen to, was so completely unable to argue with him. Despite her more demure demeanor, Lucien knew she loved Helion’s terrible, gaudy spectacles.

           “A parade is just so…tacky,” Lucien said. “A party would have been more than enough! Any and all funds put into the parade should go toward the ball itself, really.”

           His mother just smiled and stood, coming over to him and cupping his face in her hands. “Well I have a deal for you, my darling. I have a bottle of crivlasse that I was saving for your birthday. If you behave about the parade from now until then, we can split it, just you and me, to give us the mental fortitude we need to get through it. Deal?”

           Lucien brightened immediately. Crivlasse was a spiced Autumn Court liquor, and he hadn’t had it in decades, maybe a century. He’d tried many spirits from all around the world, but crivlasse would always have a special place in his heart. Plus, he knew his mother would have only the finest bottle she could find.

           “Deal,” he agreed, then bent down so she could kiss his forehead.

           There were worse things, he supposed, than a family that cared too much.

@lucienvanserraweek

#lucien vanserra #lucienvanserraweek #elucien #elain archeron #helion spell cleaver #lady of autumn #helion x LoA #my writing

[popculturebuffet]

Ducktales: New Gods On The Block! Review or THE INCREDIBLE STORKULES: COCKBLOCKER OUT OF MYTH!

We’re back, and i’m doing away with intros, for now, i’m trying to see if offering people a bit of the review makes them more receptive to reading it and now we’re nearing the end of this hellyear, and the trump presdency, i’m going into this one with a ton of energy, so let’s get quackin!

We open with the Scrooge and Kids on a quest to get a golden helmet he’s been after for years and has been one of his lifelong goals using a carefully crafted plan with all the kids skills needed. Okay i’ll admit that last part is unique to this show: given how interchangable the boys are outside of this continuity,  I assume he’d just throw them at the monster like Pikmin as a distraction while Donald grabbed the helmet and just grow new ones in his vast venture bro style clone mine if they happen to die. Thankfully there’s no Child Death but there is Child Failure as the team comes back sad and defeated and doubting themselves.. Della having a confetti cannon ready to celebrate dosen’t help. Though it does bring me to the subject of Della being out of focus this season. It’s a mixed bag for me: On the one hand I do get it, as she was the main focus of last season, even more than Louie, and now we’ve gotten to know her, she can sit back and play more of a supporting role, especially since Donald , who himself was more of a supporting character the past two seasons, is now getting more screentime and Beakly’s getting fleshed out more. Their trying to balance a rather massive cast, so it’s natural the one whose already got a ton of focus at this point would take a back seat and all around the show’s done a far better job giving everyone screentime this season. Launchpad has been lacking of late but given a Darkwing Duck spinoff is probably in the cards, and he’s had tons of episodes at this point compared to Donald and Beakly, i’m understanding of it. 

On the other.. there’s still a lot of stories to tell with her: We still haven’t had her deal with Scrooge basically erasing her for a decade at all nor Donald hiding her past from the kids.. he had reason and all, but he still made their mother a stranger to them. They had no stories, nothing to really go on for 10 years. That’s gotta have impacted both the kids and gotta hit della hard at some point that her father-uncle and brother both just kinda.. erased her to the kids. Plus we don’t know how she’s been adjusting to have a life OUTSIDE the kids especially since she’s been sitting out so many adventures, likely to let Scrooge have time with them and be a good daughter and mother and what not, but still there’s a LOT of ground to cover they simply haven’t yet. The Donald and Della plot we did get, while glorious, didn’t really add anything to either’s likely strained relationship and it’d be nice to give the two a subplot to work this out. Granted this might all be coming in the Castle McDuck Episode for all I know, but I can’t pin all my hopes and dreams on that one. And this all COULD’VE easily happened off screen.. but it’s something the audience really wants and needs. I’m not sure if we’re getting it and that worries me. But again theirs a large chunk of the season to answer this if this is the last one, and another season possible if it’s not, so i’m willing to wait for it. I’m just getting impatient is all. 

That being said this episode makes up for the Della Deficet as she’s one of the main driving forces of this side of the episode. I’ll get into that more in a second but Della’s been on the rare misfire adventure and knows Scrooge’s stages of grief and that he’ll come out of it with a better plan. Unfortunately for the kids that plan dosen’t include them and Scrooge runs off to assemble a better team leaving the kids utterly devastated. One of the other main driving forces besides depressed children and the greek gods is scrooge being really bad with people, but i’ll get to that. 

Point is the kids understandable emotional devastation and Della trying to mom for all of them at once because Launchpad had to get to his other job and is taking Beakly this weak to teach him and Drake how to raise a child, is interrupted by said Zeus ASSHAT RAPIST OUT OF MYTH! Along with Storkules COCKBLOCKER OUT OF MYTH and Selene, DELLA’S FIRST TIME WITH A WOMAN OUT OF MYTH!  There here because Zeus has lost his powers, as the Gods all collectively decided he was a dick and voted him out of office.. er stripped him of his powers. Sorry an asshole, narcacistic, sociopathic racist getting removed from his position of power happening a few days after the election was called.. the timing just could not have been better. But yeah Zeus is out, roll credits. Join me after them and after the cut for the rest of the review. 

So yeah the Gods are fed up with him, and Selene and Storkules are there to pick a worthy inheritor to his Laurel Wreath, his lighting bolts, and his collection of playboys he keeps alphabatized in his mancave.. also his mancave will also go to the winner. Storkules however, having a one track mind, notices Donald isn’t there and goes to find him. The kids are all eager to try but Selene is there for Della, which they all agree makes sense: I mean she has the disposition and sexual appitite of a green god but without all the rampant sex crimes and murder, and given most of them have clearly copped to the times except Zeus, that’s a plus. Plus she and Selene have already been together before so the fact they can smooch into infinity along with all the fun stuff is a nice bonus. It’s not like Storkules isn’t selecting his candiate soley with his 13 inch penis, so ther’es a precident. But Della, seeing the kids clearly need this more than she does, convinces her once and future girlfriend to let them try out. I really do wish we got more of the two this episode but what we get is great, and Selene reluctantly agrees after Della makes the valid point their STILL more mature than her dad. The fact Zeus punctuates this by getting into a “No you” contest with an 11-12 year old probably helped.  As for where Donald is he’s preparing for a date with Daisy! Horay. I’ve been waiting for Daisy to come back since the last time she was here, and Donald has naturally been considerate: Setting up a bunch of hearts, flowers, some punch that is likely just box wine and sprite, he has a budget and throwing all his garbage in the pool with bricks because he’s still Donald. Romantic, a good dad.. but still a disaster of a person who dosen’t know quite how to live like an adult... which naturally I immensely relate to and hope i’m lucky enough one day to have a lady or fella to hide all my garbage from. I mean i’m probably dying alone, but that’s likely my old buddy crippling depression talking. Oh you old scamp.. please fuck off an die.  But enough chilling looks into my psyche, point is Storkules barges in to ruin it, and eat his carefully made grilled cheese. As though Storkules may be incredible he’s also STORKULES, GOD OF NOT REALLY READING THE ROOM. Daisy comes in, and we find out it’s their second date.. and i’m assuming their first wasn’t that time they ended up in a direct to video sequel to Die Hard that’s still far better than Die Hard 5.. then again a colonoscopy is preferable to that movie so I Dunno. But she’s nice, friendly, if put off by the big sweaty man suddenly in their date. Storkules COCKBLOCKER OUT OF MYTH, does not help matters by, upon hearing that seeing how in love they are, and finding out it’s the second date assumes their getting married and hugs them in THE SWEATY ABS OF STORKULES. Do me next. 

Back at the God Tests, god I love a job-ish thing that lets me say that, Louie is up first, and being Louie has thought up a plan that benifets him wether he wins or looses but one that has serious underlying issues he hasn’t thought of. Naturally it turns out to be a gold touch which, as with Midas, works out about as well as you’d expect.. with Dog Murder and mass murder to follow. Selene undoes it, So Louie gets nothing. And yeah this has been a major issue this season that while I talked about it back in “Let’s Get Dangerous” bares repeating:  Louie feels like he learned NOTHING from the events of last season. He still likes, he still dosen’t think plans through, and he still cheats. In contrast Dewey DID grow from his season.. it’s subtle, he’s still the same loveable trainwreck and pre-teen Hank Venture he’s always been, but he no longer hides secrets or family stuff and is more of a team player. Still an egotsitical one, but it’s there. But Louie.. hasn’t changed at all. He’s still conviving, still thinks only in short term.. it’s only once or twice like with the Impossibin the events of last year really seem to have sunk in. It feels like the writer’s couldn’t figure out how to write a smarter Louie and just gave up. It’s really disheartning especially when most other character development, subtle and otherwise, sticks. 

While Huey sweats over his turn and Della tries to encourage, we cut back to the date which is going okay, Daisy’s trying to roll with it but Storkules, TERRIBLE WINGMAN OUT OF MYTH really isn’t good at talking Donald up or letting them get to know one another. While things breifly get better when Daisy brings up her career and Donald talks it up like the loving soon to be boyfriend he is, Storkules FUCKUP OUT OF MYTH screws things up by saying, when she explains to him she hasn’t made any Toga’s because she works primarily in dresses that she can “work up to them eventually. “ As proof this is the best Daisy she dosen’t dump Donald immidetly despite none of this being his fault and him trying to explain he didn’t invite him, but instead just makes an angry, and understandably so , face and goes to powder her beak.. which is clearly code for “Scream Obscenities into Donald’s Mirror for the next ten minutes”. Which if it already wasn’t abundantly clear they were perfect for each other this would be the clincher. Donald wants Storkules to go and TRIES to tell him, but Storkules just assumes he wants him to make a big romantic gesture for them and goes to “let Cupid’s Arrow” strike her. Donald understandably wants conformation he doesn’t mean that literally. Spoiler alert: He does. 

IT’s Huey’s turn next at playing god and he decides to be God of Intuition, gaining future sight so he can know everything and prevent tragedy. We instead get a damn funny scene where after adjusting to his powers he tries to prevent a breakup.. only to play both parts himself and cause it anyway. Just some great acting from Danny Pudi there. We get some more as Huey slowly melts down from the information, traumatizing a kid and nearly getting beat up with a guy who wants to “Beat up the freak for making everyone uncomfortable” which.. 

Yeah it’s not acceptable for what looks like a grown adult, or even a Teenager if that was an intent, to whale on a CHILD, let alone ANYONE for being “a Freak”. I mean yes Huey did screw up big, not mass murder bit but still.. but he’s still a fucking child. As someone who was prone to breakdowns at that age, and up to present day... I take this personally, especially since I see Huey as high functioning autsitic. So this hits home as i’ve had many people just tell me to get over it instead of trying to help. So yeah fuck this guy, take off that Gizmoduck shirt you do not deserve it. We fans do though, I hope that becomes real merch. 

But yeah Huey failed and Zeus is gloating..mostly because in his already considerably warped brain, he thinks that if they all fail he dosen’t get it. Selene explains basic logic to him: If they fail to find a new god here, they’ll just keep looking. Zeus naturally has a tantrum as Scrooge enters, wondering why the kids care about god powers and Della, being a supportive mom, tries to get him to encourage them. He instead focuses on his team. Again, we’ll get to him trust me. Selene also calls her dad out on the fact he hasn’t done anything good since defeating the titans centuries ago.  Naturally being THE GREATEST SHITHEAD IN ALL OF GREEK MYTHOLOGY Zeus takes the exact wrong lesson from this and calls his brother Hades to whip up a titan for him to fight because that was her point and not that your an irredemible dick tip who their desperate to replace and who was dethroned because no one liked you, not even your horrible presumibly now ex wife. I mean unlike DC Comics Zeus he’s not planning a cou but only because he has no powers. Hades however is well aware his brother has no powers, as the gods have been talking about it and laughing about it because Zeus sucks eggs. Also Hades has a great goth look and personality here as well as muscular arms to hold my bi ass at night. A-Plus character design. I may also have a thing for goths and emos I never realized I had. Just an observation. 

Back at the boat Donald and Daisy are enjoying drinks, which again has to be wine.. I mean again box wine, Donald needs a lot of booze after a hard days nearly getting murdered and Costco has great deals on it, but still booze. They cuddle a bit and it’s fucking adorable.. and Storkules WHO JUST KIDDNAPED HIS COUSIN CUPID AND STOLE HIS SHIT naturally ruins this moment by first trying to fire one date rape arrow at them, then takes donald’s rampant headshaking no as a sign to fire all of the arrows... with Daisy ending up in the water and unsettling the garbage. Granted Donald COULD’VE prevented this by explaning things to her.. but i’m betting he didn’t simply because he’s.. tired of this shit. He’s tired of adventure, tired of it intruding on his life and just hoped Storkules was gone and out of sight and didn’t have a chance to prepare for that till it was too late. NOW Daisy storms off.. but unlike say Cabs Daisy, whose a living nightmare, or Comic Daisy, whose not a great person but has her moments depending on the comic, she has VALID REASON. Donald lied to her about garbage and dind’t just take it out like a normal Duck, and didn’t just outright yell at his friend to leave on their date, a friend who just attacked her and already insulted her. IT’s understandable, especailly given a line coming up she’d WANT to leave and leave Donald behind.  Donald however is naturally miserable and it finally gets through Storkules thick skull he messed up and he runs off to cry while Donald miserably floats among the garbage and my heart both relates to that nad breaks seeing it. I mean .. Daisy meant a lot to him: After years of presumibly avoiding dating, or if he did not doing so for long, to focus on the boys, after a year of putting their needs ahead of his and living with his demanding uncle, of being dragged out of a normal if miserable life and into a less miersable but adventerous one he didn’t want, of being stranded in space and on an island wondering if his kids would be okay.. he finally not only has time for himself, and his sister back after years of thinking her dead and thus someone else to take care of the kids needs for a while without feeling any guilt over it or worrying about them, but found someone special. She’s talented, beautiful, charming, and understanding. And most importanlty she LISTENS to him and throughly likes Donald for who he is. And he looses that only PARTLY due to his won incomptence but mostly because someone he already barely allows in his life came in and ruined it. Once again the adventure and everything took something from him and while not nearly as big as loosing his sister, it still fucking hurts to once again have one small bit of something just for himself, one bit of normalcy, one person who loves him for who he is now through and through.. and it’s seemingly gone. It’s why I like this relationship even if this part panes me: Donald can FINALLY be happy... finally have someone who genuinely cares about him.  This also boils down Storkules character and why I don’t ship the two of them: He’s a good god, he’s brave, compasionate, carring, and generally wants the best for donald and does genuinely love him.. but he also dosen’t care really what DONALD wants half the time. He’s the embodiment of Donald’s biggest gripe with his life: No one listens to or repsects him or what he wants. Storkules wants Donald the adventurer, Donald the brave, Donald the undaunted, DONALD THE IDEALIZED VERSION THAT ONLY EXISTS IN HIS HEAD. He dosen’t really get Donald isn’t the same person, and even that person wasn’t into him. Not because he’s a man, like his sister Donald could easily be bi or pan.. but because he’s just SO MUCH and Donald’s family is already SO MUCH.. and that was BEFORE the kids and the launchpad. Donald has made peace with adventuring but it’s still clearly not his faviorite thing while for Storkules adventure and experince is his life. Storkules needs someone like him and Donald needs someone down to earth, someone who can HANDLE the amount of chaos that follows him and the famly, but someone whose .. normal. And Daisy is that. If you ship then fine fine, but I just don’t because they just don’t go together and both deserve a partner they can truly be a partner with, not someone they clearly don’t understand or someone they DREAD visiting. They both deserve better than that. 

Back on the god plot, it’s Webby’s turn as she becomes Goddess of Friendship. And helps the mood at the pier by spreading sunshine.. and then deals with the pier’s greatest menace and my honorary uncle, because he’s really not much worse than some of my actual uncles...

GLOMGOLD, SCOURGE OF CHILDREN’S KIDDIE RIDES. Because of course a seemingly regular habit for Glomgold is hogging a children’s ride he somehow fits into. Of course it is. It’s cheap and he’s not the best human being but I love him anyway. Webby heats it up to scare him then tries to get the kids to hug before having a breakdown at everyone not being happy. This does fit with her personality.. I didn’t think so at first but thinking back her first response in any friendship crisis is to panic and overreact. Her reaction to her best friend telling her she may have to stop sleeping over with her and her sister/webby’s giflriend because of magic danger is an implied death threat. She’s getting BETTER with people, but she still dosen’t have the life experince to fully deal with it and naturally upon seeing things get worse and worse goes on a lighting filled rampage Selene thankfully stops and likely undoes. Though Glomgold is likely on the moon now. He’ll be fine. 

Dewey is last and auditions.. but forgets the god part and fails which fits him perfectly and is a great bit. The kids have all washed out and are depressed about it. While Della is hopeful when talking to Selene, Selene gently explains to her girlfriend she shares with a space alien that the kids just aren’t ready and that maybe the power of a god just isn’t the thing you give to a kid for a self esteem boost. Della MEANS well here, she just wants her kids, Webby very much included, to feel good and get their self esteem back after Scrooge swallowed it whole. But Selene is right that this is just too much power, and given it nearly drove Huey insane  and nearly made Louie and Webby murderers, she has a point. It’s a good thought, but Selene needs an actual replacement for her dad. Sadly though this breaks the kids further after this and they slink off and Selene gets she messed up.. while she was right to reject them, she missed WHY Della was trying so hard. However credit where it’s do unlike her brother, while she dosen’t try to fix her issue, it’s likely out of emotional maturity: she knows just saying nice things to the kids wouldn’t help them or would wring hollow and their mom is better for that. IT’s things like this that are going to make her a good step mom.. yeah i’m shiping Della with both her girlfriends at once. Just because I gave up on her and Launchpad dosen’t mean poly’s off the table, and frankly selene is strong enough to win Penumbra’s favor and Penumbra has the kind of pepper and violence a greek goddess likes in her women. They’d be cute all together. I likes it. 

Less cute is ZEUS, SCHEMING BOWL OF ELEPHANT PISS OUT OF MYTH!, who realizes his greatest gift isn’t his powers: I’ts manipulating his children. 

And since he found a sad STORKULES POOR SAD BOY OUT OF MYTH. , and hears his issue, with Storkules hilarious sitting in his poppa’s lap, he spins it into getting what he wants: Saying since he and his wife, and Storkules mother in this version apparently I dunno, fell in love with battle, summoning Chronos will do just that for Donsy. Granted for most people your dad’s tale about how he met your step mom who tried killiing you a bunch and who he’s cheated on dozens of times would raise a red flag, but STORKULES IS THICK AS A BRICK.. in both senses of the word and calls forth Chronus. 

Daisy meanwhile is driving her car away, but is battling with herself. On one hand she doesn’t want to play mother to a guy who can’t dispose his trash or his weird friends. On the other she admits she can really be herself around Donald. We then get the most telling line though.. “You do not need to fall for another man who needs saving!”

That.. is clearly setup for the future. It MIGHT be Gladstone but it could be anyone. Hell it could be someone entirely new. She also could have a kid like we’ve all wanted. We could get a canon version of Juinor.. not named Donald Juinor because 1) He’s not donald’s son and 2) that name’s been forever tainted and we all know which living bottle of axe body spray to blame. I.. genuinely can’t wait to find out who this is and I expect we will before the season’s up and i’ts nice to see Tress, like last time, get to dig into some emotional complexity with the character instead of just yelling at Donald or talking about bows and stuff. Here she grapples with herself as she does love Donald but the past has burnt her a lot. But as a wise pansexual once said “ But I think it's important for us to remember that sometimes, sometimes it does work out. And even though everything inside us is telling us to protect ourselves, when you've got it, don't let it go. And I am telling you, that you have got it, if you want it. “ Love is hard, love is messy, maybe that among many other things is why i’m alone. But it’s worth it when you take the time.. and upon seeing a giant monster heading for Donald’s house, Daisy realizes he is worth it.. or that frustrated with him right now or not she dosen’t want him to die. Either way she’s a coming and i’m gathering hornets in a box in ancipation of finding out who hurt her so I can mail them to him. I popped an H on there so I know it has hornets. 

Back at the mansion the mood is bleak as heelllllllllll with Louie ordering pizza minus the toppings and Della’s attempt to give the kids hot choclate just getting an ow from Webby. It does make sense: Scrooge and adventuring are their lives.. if he dosen’t need them.. how would they ever do it themselves? Plus their 11 and 13 and at that age kids are very fragile so having their mentor and grandpa reject them like this really hurts, not helped by Scrooge proudly announcing his new team and trying to awkwardly bounce not getting this is his fault, though Della is staring at him with a look that just screams. 

But before Della can stab her Dunkle, we cut to a depressed donald who switches from one natural state, Depression, to another, fearing for his life, as Chronus arrives and Huey rightly wonders how he’s here. The kids all defer to Scrooge while Della continues to just be the best. Seriously for the entire episode her only throught is her kids, and their emotional well being and had this crisis not popped up she probably would’ve stabbed scrooge then yelled him out for hurting her babies. She’s graduated from trying to be a mom but having issues with it due to mentally still being in her 20′s, to genuinely being GREAT at the job. Good on her.  Daisy is naturally horrified to arrive to find Donald being eaten while Storkules is overjoyed. I WOULD say his stupidity’s overplayed this episode.. but he’s never displayed good judgement before why start now? It fits his character and his joy turns to distress when Chronus eats donald.. and has a cage in his tummy. with glass walls. I dunno, it’s a cool design. Daisy is understandably pissed and yells at it for eating her boyfriend, which gets an adorable oh boy oh boy from donald> Again love is rough, but one jackass screwing with you does not equate to every man or woman or person you date being a jackass. Daisy has realized this. Storkules is overjoyed, but soon finds himself and his sister fihgting Chronus and honestly both are damn impressive doing so. Seriously when the justice ducks form.. give htem a call. I mean She has moon beams and he’s a greek god.. plus Drake and Launchpad could use a third.. I mean he fits better there and Drake is already dating one manchild, and is one to a smaller extent, another won’t hurt. Just consider it shippers.. or foursies with Morgana because as this episode shows Storkules is bi as he is mighty. he’s Bighty. But the god squad fails, and gets eaten and Zeus’ time to shine predictably ends with an “I’ve failed immediately”, to no one’s suprise. 

Scrooge starts working on a plan as he and Della, naturally scale the colossus. We then get the scene that’s been boiling all episode: When Scrooge wonders where the kids are, Della calls him out pointing out they’ve been plauged with doubts about him replacing them.. because he literally was replacing them, and when Scrooge is earnestly suprised by that Della points out the obvious: Their children, as I said their fragile and as Della puts it, Scrooge puts a LOT of pressure on them, something she likely knows from experince.  And this is what i’ve been leading up to and putting a pin in all episode: Scrooge himself. It’s something I thought of days ago but this episode hammers in heavily: Scrooge really dosen’t have a ton of personal social skills. Sure he can work a board room pitch, lead a team of adventuerers, and run a vast empire while never forgetting the human element, for a lack of a better term, he’s not lacking in empathy or the ablility to talk to people, but when it comes to reading them it’s just surface level. He’s genuinely been show to struggle with empathy, with feeling someone elses emotions or realizing them till they’ve already been hurt. He spent a good ten years desperatley trying to bring Della back, avoding his pain and guilt instead of talking to Donald and making amends with him. His relationship with Goldie took decades to get anywhere healthy as he just put his walls up and assumed she’d never change when, as we’ve seen now, she always could she just needed a push. And when confronted by the kids he lashed out and then pushed them away instead of mending the wounds he created. Even on a much smaller level, when Lena and Violet ended up along next week he’s utterly lost when Adventure isn’t on the menu and only picks up from being baffled by two normal ish (One’s a parnaomal expert the other is the paranormal) joining him once it’s clear at least one of them fits right in with his intrests. He can deal with people on a problem by problem basis, but he’s just not good at dealing with their emotional needs or opening up.  It’s why this works so well: his oblviousness fits. To him and the way his brain works, the crown is just a problem to solve and he just needs diffrent tools to fix it, not realizing replacing the kids for a mission would bother them or they’d ever think they were replaceable. Until now I hadn’t seen much similarity to Huey but both.. are just not great with PEOPLE. They put them in boxes, try to solve problems that way.. it’s just their specific issues that way are diffrent. Scrooge can anticapte the unknown and how people he’s fighting act.. but can’t anticipate personal hurt and pain well because he bottles all his up. When checking off a problem.. i’ts just something he dosen’t consider and thus his biggest blindspot, the thing he has to overcome time and time again: How his family feels and how he can deal with it.  Here however he deals admirably.. now he KNOWS there’s a problem, and in a genuine show of character development over the past three seasons, he apologizes fully, saying their the best team he could ask for, better than zeus and don’t need his powers and they can get the helm together. Instead of putting up walls.. he’s letting his in and showing humility, which given Scrooge’s ego.. is a tall order. But for those kids, for his strength, it’s no small feet. Of course said speech gets Him and Della eaten, but the kids, now reinegized, ahve time to plan, with Daisy further stalling by roaring at Chronus to stop. Because she’s fucking awesome and Storkules finally gets that. The kids however take the leaves and breifly retake their powers, Dewey’s is for dance naturally, and use them together to take down Chronus, freeing everyone else, defeating the titan and throwing him back into the pits.  Donald and Daisy reunite and get a RELLY sweet moment, blushing and looking lovingly at one another, getting lava on each other, before kissing. STORKULES, DOSEN’T GET THEY DON’T WANT A THIRD PARTNER OF MYTH, of course interrupts and hugs them hostage for the remaider of the episode. I’m assuming Beakly , when she got home, pried htem out and explained them not wanting a third int heir relationship to him, and it’s a weak end to the plot as Storkules learned nothing and one of the weaker parts of this episode. The rest is stronger as the kids and Scrooge plan to make another run at the helmet and Selene wonders off to “use your shower” and then order pizza.. so she basically just asked Della out. And has used her shower before. 

I mean again, she can have two partners. This episode alone has earned that and they seem like they’d mesh. Penny would just have to learn some lessons about sharing and godly vagina’s is all. Nothing wrong with that. And what about Zeus.. no one asked but he gets his wreath back only to fall in the pit, with Hades naturally laughing his ass off.. and likely also taking Zeus’ laurel back. So Zeus is trapped in hell with a goth mocking him. HORAY! HAPPY END.  Final Thoughts; This was a pretty good one. It does have it’s weak spots: Storkules learned nothing, the kids stories endings were easy to see coming and there wasn’t enough Dellene. But really despite that. .it’s still a solid episode mostly because it’s REALLY damn funny. The comedic timing is just pitch perfect and while like most of the plots I could see the rhythm of the donsy plot, the reasons for it were all funny and fresh and the scene with Daisy in her car was a nice bit of character building/clear setup for the future. And showing off Della’s own character developement and history with scrooge, the latter without ever having to mention it, really brought the episode up, as did the guest cast’s game voice acting and timing. This episode is far from perfect, but it’s still a fun episode that felt needed despite not being tied into the main plot: Bringing back some old friends, and having an intresting story to tell. Plus we got more Donsy so there’s that. Overall while not the BEST episode of the series, it was a funny, enjoyable half hour of television and sometimes, that’s enough.  If you liked this review follow me or more, and if there’s an episode of Ducktales from seasons 1 or 2 you’d like me to cover, you can comission it for 5 bucks, 5 bucks an episode, 5 dollars off your order when you comission more than one, via my personal messages. You can also follow me on patreon at patreon.com/popculturebuffet if you want.  NEXT WEEK: FLASHBACK EPISODE! BABY DONALD AND DELLA! BRADFORD ORIGIN STORY! POSSIBLE HORTENSE AFTER SO LONG! MY BODY IS READY!

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[thotsforvillainrights]

if request are open or you just feel like writing this what about the lov's sunshine (like the person who is always happy and nice to everyone) is sad that day? how would they go about bringing them back to their cheery self?

~LOV Sunshine on a Sad Day~

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-So usually you’re the cheer around the league (aside from Toga of course). You’re the singular good thing that they actually look forward to interacting with. You’re always there to reassure Spinner, help Tomura with his plans, chat with Compress, clean with Kurogiri, dance with Magne, support Twice, brawl with Dabi, work out with Muscular, read with Mustard, feed Moonfish, and occasionally have some tea with AFO when you visit him. However being the sunshine can really take a toll on you. It’s impossible for someone to always be happy all the time no matter what. Life just isn’t constructed to be perfect all the time. Life can get you down, and that’s just what happened today.

-As a solution, you locked yourself in your room so the others couldn’t see you moping around so much. It was only a matter of time before they began to wonder where you were and why you weren’t rambling about something new happening, or arguing with Dabi over something stupid. You hadn’t even whipped up your famous hand shaped pancakes for Shigaraki today. It was Tuesday! You always did that on Tuesday. 

-Spinner was the first to look for you since the others didn’t want to overwhelm you just in case you happened to be sleeping in or something. Apparently your door was cracked open after you left to go potty and came back to lay down. He noticed your dejected expression and immediately went to break the news to everyone else. As soon as they heard this, each member individually set out to try and cheer you up (yes, even Shiggy, Dabi, Mustard, and Muscular did as well).

-Moonfish entered your room without knocking, scaring the everloving shit out of you as he dropped a box of half-eaten takeout on your bed and hobbled out of the room. Then came Mustard with a book you had been eyeing for weeks. “Hey idiot. I heard you were feeling a little down. I literally don’t care to listen to the problem, but here. I thought this would help you a little.” Then he got a little flustered at your smile so he immediately left. Kurogiri was the next one to come in with a tray of tea. He bowed to you and gave you the glass on a tiny plate. “Do feel better soon.” He bid you goodbye and went out continue his chores for today.

-Toga, Magne, and Twice came in a group and literally threw confetti all over your room before running out with no explanation. Their plan was a sudden ambush of enthusiasm to cheer you up, but it only confused you lol. Shigaraki entered with a velvet box in his hands. “Heard you were feeling shitty or whatever. It’s none of my business but I talked to master and he sent this over for you.” Tomura handed you the box (which was filled with your favorite flavor candy) and gently rubbed your head with 4 fingers before leaving. Compress came to woo you with a ‘flowers up the sleeve’ magic trick. Muscular literally offered you a fresh towel and said “Get well soon so we can go get some reps in.” Spinner actually came to try and talk things out with you to see what was wrong until Dabi interrupted and sat in between the two of you on your bed. 

-Of course you know Dabi had to flirt. He knew it’d annoy you and prompt a little argument, thus returning you to normal for a bit. Finally everyone lined up and tried to pile themselves in your room before you stood up and giggled. 

-”Guys as I was going to say to Spinner, there’s really no reason for me to be upset. Sometimes I just feel sad y’know? I can get a little drained from always having to be the sunshine. I appreciate everything you guys do for me. I love you guys truly from the bottom of my heart. Now leave me alone and let me recharge?” You smiled as they filed out of your room one by one, feeling unsure but still listening to your command. Luckily you returned later that day just as cheerful as ever!

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[hotforhandman]

Shigaraki Week Day 5

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“I won.” Shigaraki breathed, giving a slightly hysterical laugh. Redestro was being fussed over by a handful of his followers, and Shigaraki was left swaying, the sudden lack of imminent danger setting his injuries in sharp relief. And yet even now, reality felt distant and fuzzy.

“Woah, woah!” Spinner ran forward just in time to catch him as he keeled over, Compress hot on his heels. “Fuck… Shigaraki…” He lowered him carefully to the floor, taking in the open wounds and vicious injuries that covered Shigaraki’s body. Shrapnel wounds, bruises, scrapes, friction burns, not to mention the deep cracks welling with blood that ran from his cheek all the way to his hand, where the skin was all but gone, oozing blood and other fluids onto Spinner’s clothes. The other… missing half his hand, nothing but loose skin and raw flesh where his middle finger, pointer and thumb should be. And then there was his ankle. Spinner’s stomach turned; limbs should not bend like that.

“Oh, hey…” Shigaraki giggled, and the dazed look in his eye suggested that he wasn’t all there. “Spinner, we won…”

“Yeah. Yeah, we did.” Spinner tried to smile, but his panic wouldn’t let him. “Hey, Shigaraki, you’re gonna be okay, right?”

“Huh? Oh… Yeah, I’m always fine…” He closed his eyes for a moment, panting shallowly, and Spinner’s heart plummeted.

“No, no, no… C’mon, stay with me!” He shook Shigaraki lightly, and Shigaraki hissed, opening one eye again.

“Don’t do that. Hurts.”

“I need you to stay awake, yeah? We’re gonna get you fixed up.”

“Mhm…” Shigaraki opened his eyes again, lashes fluttering. Spinner adjusted his grip, holding him closer.

“Okay. Okay. We’re alright, yeah? Toga- Toga’s not doing so hot, but Twice is with her… He’s helping her out, using clones to get her blood back. I dunno how that works, but he’s doing it. I got stabbed a few times, but that’s, that’s fine, I can handle that. Nothing vital. I dunno about Dabi, he looked kinda crispy, but he was still on his feet. Compress is the only one who got away unscathed, I think. We just need to get you something to eat, yeah? You’re far too thin. You’d like that?” He looked down at where Shigaraki was curled into him, head pillowed on his shoulder, his crushed hand dripping blood down his emaciated chest. “Shigaraki?” He jostled him, and Shigaraki’s head fell back, limp. “No, no, fuck, Shigaraki!” He cupped his cheek in his claws, tears blurring his vision. “Shigaraki, please!”

No answer.

-+-

“Hey.” Spinner rapped on the door lightly, a quiet announcement of his presence. Shigaraki blinked sleepily from his position on the hospital bed, watching him. “You doing any better?”

“Still hurts.” Shigaraki muttered in a hoarse voice. Even with all of the painkilling drugs in his system, the extent of his injuries meant every movement sent blinding pain through him. Even though he was still exhausted to the point of delirium, sleep eluded him beyond short bursts thanks to the jolts of pain and his racing mind. The ceiling of the room he was kept in had a handful of pipes running across it, and Shigaraki had spent hours staring at them until the ceiling around them went grey. He was reminded of the room where he had first spoken to Sensei immediately after his historical fight with All Might, when he’d found out his beloved mentor would never see his face again. He would be lying if he said some small part of him wasn’t afraid he’d sustained some permanent damage. He was reassuring himself with the knowledge that if he had, Ujiko could and would fix it.

“You really scared us.” Spinner came in and pulled up a chair. The scraping of the metal legs on the concrete floor made his headache spike, and he grimaced. “When you passed out on me I genuinely thought you’d died.”

“Sorry… I couldn’t help it.” He murmured. “I was so tired.”

“I know.” Spinner went quiet for a moment, rubbing his hands together awkwardly. “Shigaraki?”

“Hm?”

“Is it true, what Ujiko says? That you’re gonna let him… mess with you?”

Shigaraki sighed heavily, wishing he could use his hands. That hadn’t been Ujiko’s secret to tell, and he had been dreading having this conversation. “His research… all of it. It’s been leading up to recreating Sensei’s power artificially.”

Spinner’s eyes widened. “You… All For One?”

Shigaraki nodded. “Yeah. The ability to take and use Quirks without going crazy like the Nomus. They’re failed experiments… And now there’s this new guy. Ujiko thinks he’s got it figured out, finally. If this one comes out still cognisant and sentient, it’ll be ready. Then it’ll be my turn.”

“Are you… sure it’s safe?”

“Look at me.” Shigaraki looked at him, and gave a sardonic smile. “This line of work is never safe. But that’s the reason why there were so many trials. So when it came to me, he’d know what he was doing, and it’d all go smoothly. Then all of this?” He made his best approximation of a gesture down at his body, ignoring the jolt of pain. “Never again. And you guys, all the pain you suffered, all the injuries… We’ll be untouchable. All those wounds, inside and out, they’ll all heal.” He gave a tired, strained laugh. “Finally.”

Spinner didn’t know what to say. He didn’t want to see Shigaraki like all those specimens in Ujiko’s labs, intubated and unconscious, floating in tanks like something out of a horror movie. Those few hours where they hadn’t been sure if Shigaraki would live were some of the most terrifying of his life. How much was their victory worth?

“Don’t.” Shigaraki caught the look on his face. “Don’t try to talk me out of it. You’re a villain, you’re not supposed to care.”

“I’ve always been kind of a shitty villain.” Spinner half-joked, rubbing the back of his neck. “You guys are… You’re the closest thing I’ve ever had to family.”

Shigaraki was quiet for a long time, and Spinner was afraid he’d crossed a line, but then Shigaraki muttered quietly, “That’s why I have to protect you.”

Spinner blinked, and for a moment he was at a loss for words, opening and closing his mouth several times. “You’d better turn out okay, Shigaraki. We’ll all be waiting for you.”

Shigaraki closed his eyes, every single one of his wounds aching and itching, a reminder of the pain of being human. “Yeah. I will.”

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[fuckprophecys]

Percy never felt the underworld before, but he never thought it would be… lively.

Half-ghosts milled through the strangely smooth rock floor, heading towards gates styled like ancient greece met Atlanta Airport (in which he has seen pictures from other kids at school).

Black marble laced with golden cracks surrounded then, reaching up so high that Percy couldn’t see their ends. A dark blueish gold haze sat like a border at the jagged stones that funnelled souls to judgement, stagnetly watching to make sure souls didn’t try to cross.

The dead were dressed in multi-colour togas. Some orange, some green, some red, some yellow, many were blue and purple and metallic. Laughter echoed from children huddled in the fastest line.

With a deep twist in Percy’s gut, he realised the most colourful were going to Asphodel. He remembered that souls who didn’t do enough in life to be good or bad went there. He bit back the feeling in his gut that, if he failed the mission, he would go there.

“Come on Percy.” Grover shivered next to him, clutching his panpipes like they were his life source. Annabeth looked nervous herself, holding her knife in her hand hard enough her knuckles were white.

Percy took a deep breath, shouldering Ares’ bookbag to be more secure on his shoulder, and they plunged into the underworld through the Asphodel line.

By some miracle, none of the skeletons on patrol stopped them. Or maybe it wasn’t a miracle, maybe Hades knew they were coming.

Percy’s head spun with doubt. One of his favourite gods to study was Hades. He had been more fair than most of the olympians, always more mild-tempered and offered fair chances. He wouldn’t believe he stole the bolt, not when he had an underworld brimming with trillions of souls. Something didn’t feel right.

They walked, and the colours got greyer and greyer. Children stopped laughing, chatters turning into a plain white noise. Percy’s breaths grew heavier, like something was trying to tug his soul out of his lungs.

Asphodel was like a rock concert without a stage, without music, without any energy. It dragged on and on, lined with pearly white trees stripped bare of bark and leaves, black soil cracked at the roots. The only other features in the floor were from Annabeth’s, Grover’s, and Percy’s footsteps.

He started to slow down, breathing heavier. Something was pulling him down. Pretty soon, his friends lost him in the pool of souls.

Percy sat down for a minute, dust plumeing up from the motion. He pulled the bookbag off his back, opening it with intention to find a water bottle.

His heart nearly stopped dead in his chest. In the bag, all supplies had been replaced. Staring right back at him was a jagged cylinder that glowed a pale gold, capped with a seamless stinger-like cone.

“Oh… oh gods…” Percy whispered, his mind clicking all puzzle pieces together. His mouth dried up, his eyes wide. He immediately pulled the zipper shut and pressed his hands together, the tips of his middle fingers pressing at the top bridge of his nose.

His mind took a moment to collect, then he took a shaky breath in.

Annabeth’s footsteps came into earshot, then she bust through the souls.

“Percy, oh thank gods.” She gasped for breath. Percy snapped up to look at her. “Oh gods, are you praying?”

“No.” He muttered.

“... I don’t think any gods could help us, anyways.” Annabeth stretched her hand, offering it to Percy. He stiffened, then took it. She reached for the bag, but Percy snatched it up before she could.

“Percy-”

“We need to catch up with Grover.” Percy stated with a chill to his voice. “He’s fast, even with shoes on.”

Annabeth looked at him with bewilderment as he re-shouldered the bag on his bag, this time less secure. Percy shook his head, then started jogging to the location Annabeth seemed to have come from.

Soon, they caught up with Grover at the edge of the blackened soil. To their left was a massive cave with a red hue emitting from the inside. To their right was a shining city made of silver and gold, confetti fluttering in the distance. Ahead of them loomed a black and bronze castle, regal and oozing with the essence of power that drawed Percy to it.

“The gates are open.” Annabeth noted, pointing at the gap in the thick black walls, leading to a path lined with purple and silver plants. “He knows we’re here.”

“That can’t be good.” Grover’s voice was weak. Percy took a deep breath.

“We have to see him.”

Annabeth nodded. Grover gulped loudly, and took a shaky step forward.

The shoes at his feet activated without command. He bleated in shock before falling to his back, being dragged across the ground. Black soot-like dust stirred into the air, blocking their sight.

Percy jumped into action, sprinting after his friend. Annabeth slipped the shield off her back, dashing after him into the thick black cloud. They followed only the voice of Grover, Annabeth’s shouts of ‘take the shoes off!’ nearly drowning out their only way of knowing their friend was safe.

Something close to a voice was chanting something, something Percy couldn’t make out. It was a language, a tongue far more ancient than the gods.

Then, in a chilling raspy-cracked voice, he heard laughter from his dreams.

Percy ran right into Grover, who managed to get the shoes off. He flew through the air, out of the blackness, towards a red-glowing pit.

He fell to the ground, ten feet from the ledge.

Annabeth broke through the dust with Grover.

“Percy, we need to get out of here!” Annabeth helped him to his feet. He coughed a little, unfortunately recognising the pain from a broken rib. He panicked slightly when Annabeth pulled the bag off his arms.

Out of the dust, a blinding white object zipped their way. It hit the bag, tying around a strap and tugged towards the pit.

Percy didn’t have time to think anything. He turned and sprinted after it, leaping into the pit without hesitation.

“PERCY!” Grover’s shout shook the cave as Percy’s hand grabbed the book bag strap. He twisted his body violently as he thrusted the bag as high up as he could, watching it arc and disappear over the ledge.

He sailed down, hearing Annabeth scream for him. His eyes watered when the events caught up in his head. This was a pit, a pit that lead down for nine days, or so he was told. His hands patted his pocket, his heart sinking when he felt all three blue pearls the Nereid gave him.

He bowed his head so his chin touched his chest, closed his eyes, and prayed to the first god that came to mind.

“Hades, please forgive my friends. They were wrongly led to blame you, but it wasn’t you who took the bolt. Help them get back out, the bolt is in the bag Ares gave us. It was his fault, at least somewhat.”

He listened to the air whistle around him.

“And… one more thing. Please, let my mom go, but protect her from my stepfather. I don’t want her to get hurt. Please.”

He didn’t expect a reply back. He kept his eyes closed, tears flying up in the air, left behind as he descended to Tartarus below.

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