Helo, o estouro da goiabada

I like gems! and stars! and anything shining. twitter:@GhostQuartz077 tiktok:@helo_art_07

[voyagersa]

Burning Daylight, Burning Bridges

god i love this fanfic so fucken much its not even funny, I bite my sheets and grip my phone every time i see it get updated. Take a young Han solo and make him jedi. Now that already is very good, but make him Anakin's padawan? GOD I BITE MY PHONE-

Written by the amazing @uncorrectgrammars !!!!

[mystigaron]

my cool video

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Had an interesting idea for my "self aware" AU of Hollow Knight.

The idea of Zote being aware is hella funny because he's the community's punching bag more or less.

But you know who would most definitely have it worse?

this guy

Imagine learning that not only is your backstory of isolation and death in a far-away place all fabricated...but you're also utterly despised and hated by nearly every player because of your pantheon fight???? And you're scorned, called unfairly balanced/broken, and a P5 run ender. AND as much as you hate it, you simply can't change what's already been programmed :(

[missgadabout]

PJO Broken Pantheon AU idea.

Ok so what if the primordial or whoever that wants to fix the issue that their own universe’s pantheon can’t have demigod kids knows that just stealing them from another universe would only make more problems down the line. So they make a sneakier plan. Positioning themselves to show up when a Demigod needs something, like ambrosia nectar or a weapon while on a quest, offering whatever they need but they want permission to make a copy of all that demigod’s information and holds out a glowing glass orb for them to place their hand on. The demigod thinks the being just means memory or knowledge, but it also secretly records DNA and magic/godly essence as well. The demigod is usually on a quest and thus desperate and on a time limit so they make the deal without think too much. Touching the orb they feel a buzzing tingle sensation and the orb changes from white to some other color (the color it changes to is different for everyone that makes the deal). After the deal is made the being puts the new orb with their collection in their own universe, waiting until they have two or three demigods of each member of the pantheon before their plan is complete.

There area couple hiccups in this plan that some exceptions will have to be made. One is the pact the big three made, which is easy enough to get around for Zeus and Hades once the De Angelo’s get out of the lotus casino, and by making deals with Roman demigods. Poseidon still is a problem since he only broke the pact once and doesn’t have any time frozen kids. Well guess we’ll just have to make due with a cinnamon roll of a cyclops.

The other big hiccups are Hera, and the eternal maidens Artemis and Hestia. Now two of them the being was able to get a few drops of Ichor when Artemis held up the sky, and Hera/Juno was captive of the giants. They even got lucky getting Thanatos ichor that way too. But Hestia is far more cautious than the others and has yet to present an opportunity. Might have to leave that for last then get a bit forceful before cutting and run. But with the ichor already collected from the other three the Being can then take dna from a few suitable mortals and just experiment to make demigods that way. Come to think of it that might be the answer to the Poseidon problem… gues they didn’t need to make a deal with the cyclops. Oh well what’s done is done.

Skipping forward. Once that being has all they need to make copies of the demigods, they go back to their world and place the copies in places that will force the Greek gods to end that cursed Trojan war that never should have started in the first place. To bad for the kids they have all the memories of the originals and think they had been zapped back in time when they touched the orb. (For extra chaos you can vary up the ages and what point in the pjo hoo Toa series the kids made the deals at.)

So Percy Jackson fans, what do you think? I invite you to leave comments, suggestions, reblogs and even take over the prompt if you want. But who do you think the Being from the broken pantheon universe should be? Which Demigods made the deals and at what point of the series did they do it? Bonus points if it makes things funny or angsty because of age differences.

And the mutuals I know who will enjoy this. @emacrow @kizzer55555 @raynewolferune

[missgadabout]

Just to clear a few things up.

1 in the broken pantheon universe, Kronos tries to raise back earlier and when defeated curses the pantheon that from that time forward all their children will only be monsters.

2 the copies of the demigods from the pjo universe only have the memories of the original up to when the deal is made. (Also just for fun you can have copies of any magic items the demigods had at the time or maybe even after.

3 the big three pact being broken is actually what made the pjo universe open enough the Being could enter it. So you could have deals being made with any demigod that has been alive since the time Talia was born to the most current books.

Also I am thinking of naming this prompt Divine Copyright, what do you think of that name?

[missgadabout]

Honestly the biggest reason I am choosing to do copies, instead of them being stolen/teleported, is that I don’t want to have to write what is going on back in the original universe. That and I can pick any character at any age.

[missgadabout]

More thoughts

One if the being can give them any item they need, then it can make sure the copies have all the coolest weapons and stuff from the series.

Second, I said that the broken pantheon can’t have demigod kids. Due to Kronos trying to rise again but still technically in Ancient Greece. Should this be A changed so it was just a curse made when he was first defeated, and thus the pantheon only has the Kronides (his kids) and the titans that fought against him, or B after Dionysus was born and thus Apollo Artemis Athena Heaphestus and Aries are all around?

Third thing. Give suggestions on when demigod kids would make the deal. Two criteria, they would need to be alone or only with other demigods so can’t be at camp. And there has to be something they really needed to make the deal.

[missgadabout]

Answering my own question. Instead of having Kronos rise a second time, I am going to change the AU world mythology. So let’s make it so that Zeus rescued his siblings by getting Kronos to throw them up, and then they are on the run for a bit. While doing that they are gathering support and allies from other titans and such. We can actually have Athena, Aries, Apollo, Artemis, (what is with Zeus and the letter A for his kids?) Heaphestus, Hermes, Dionysus, Persephone, and Triton born then. They help with defeating Kronos, and get cursed into never being able to have children then.

Also while I am making changes, I am switching Dionysus to be Demeter’s son instead since it makes sense with his connection to fruit and wine. It’s an AU so I can do that. Hmm. Hestia is connected to the hearth and fire, let’s also change it so Heaphestus is her son, and instead of being an eternal maiden, she had a husband in that time but was killed by Kronos, and Hestia becomes the patron of widow’s choosing to never remarry or have another lover again. She is still the respected big sis of the family.

This is all ancient history by the time of the story start by the way. Just writing down changes I want to make.

[missgadabout]

Ok here is the list of pjo characters that get copied.

Gods - kids

Zeus - 1 Thalia, 2 Jason

Poseidon - 3 Perseus, 4 Tyson

Hades - 5 Nico, 6 Hazel

Ares - 7 Clarise, 8 Frank

Athena - 9 Annabeth 10 Malcom

Aphrodite - 11 Selina, 12 Piper

Heaphestus - 13 Leo, 14 Beckendorf

Hermes - 15 Luke, 16 Travis, 17 Connor

Dionysus - 18 Castor, 19 Pollux

Demeter - 20 Katie, 21 Miranda

Apollo - 22 Will, 23 Lee fletcher, 24 Austin

Artemis - 25 Zoe ( Artemis hunt luitenent from the OG universe)

Hera - 26 Reyna (will not be mistaken as Hera’s and they will know she is a demigod of another pantheon, but because they get bits of the story that Reyna had fought a war as an ally with the Greek demigods and is still with them Reyna basically gets adopted. And to me Reyna seems to match Hera best, and I think Hera would want at least one demigod to call her own.)

Iris - 27 Butch

Pan - 28 Grover (because of something that happens in the books where Pan infuses part of his essence to Grover.)

Hecate - 29 Lou Ellen

Hypnos - 30 Clovis

[missgadabout]

Divine copyright au part two

Part one

One thing that you unfortunately get used to as a demigod is waking up in a strange new place. Well, maybe not used to, but after a few times you learn to recover your confusion fast and just roll with it.

So when Percy felt something like a slimy ribbon brush against his arm, his eyes flew open to see a fish staring down at him. He does a quick check of his surroundings. First thing, he is definitely underwater sitting in a bed of sea grass with an eel swimming away from his arm. Then there is a very plain single strap bag in a bubble next to him. Riptide is in his pocket and he is in normal clothes, thank the gods. The sea floor is sloping upward behind him, which his water powers confirmed was the shore of a large island, and in the distance in front of him he can see it drops down what he guessed was a steep sea shelf.

Sensing no immediate danger, he grabs the bag and use his powers to keep it dry when the bubble threatened to pop. Inside he finds a number of helpful items he would pack if he was on a quest and a few others that are odd. First is your standard stash of ambrosia wrapped in a cloth napkin, a pouch with about twenty drachma, three pearls and a few silver and copper coins he doesn’t recognize in it, and what looked like a water skin. Weird, people haven’t used those in centuries. Then what seemed to be a change of clothing in a rough tan fabric, and a pair of sandals which he will look at later. Underneath that to his surprised delight was the watch Tyson had made him that was destroyed years ago but now was as good as new. Then he found a small pouch and inside he recognized the anti magic vitamins that had turned him back from a Guinea pig on Circe’s island. He shuddered a bit at that memory, and quickly put the vitamins away for safe keeping. Then under the clothes he finds another cloth wrapped bundle which turned out to be dried meat and fruit. And beneath that he finds a horn sitting on a fur bundle. Not just any horn, but the Minotaur’s horn he had snapped off coming to camp years ago. He would know it anywhere. He looked closer at the fur and realized that to was the nemean lion pelt. Huh he forgot about that one, and thought he had given it away. It was odd how nothing in had a modern look to it.

Percy put everything back in the bag and slings it over his shoulder. He knows better then to leave good equipment laying around and stands with concern sinking in his gut. He had all the necessities for a quest and just about every major trophy he had gotten from slaying monsters. Yeah that’s red flag number two, and he is just about ready to punch the next god he sees cause they promised he could retire from quests once he got to new Rome uni- … Eris! Now it all came back to him. She was offering the last recommendation letter he needed and like a seaweed brain he took the bait. Last thing he remembered was the buzzing feeling and flash of light, then poof waking up here!

The waters around him churned rougher as he got angrier. Ripping up bits of sea grass and sending fish scattering for shelter. Oh when he finds that goddess he’s going to do a repeat of the smack down the titans and giants got in both wars.

Suddenly Percy feels the control over the water wenched from him and the sea stills as gigantic figure rises from the sea trench in front of him.

“Well now, who are you, waking me from my nap, whipping up these waters?” The almost amused question rumbled out from the twenty foot tall man with hair a shade of teal that is hard to say if it is green or blue. He wore a sea blue chiton that was pinned on the shoulder with a shark jaw clamped onto the fine fabric that might actually just be condensed sea water. His beard was the same teal as his hair but the most important part to Percy is that this was not someone he had personal ever met. Though going by by how easily control of the water was taken, and resemblance to a few murals he had seen in Atlantis the scant times he had visited this had to be the titan Oceanus.

Oh schist, I just had to tempt the fates by thinking of fighting titans, didn’t I. Percy thought with a nervous swallow.

“Are you not going to answer?” Oceanus asked, with his eyebrow arching and the beginnings of a frown. A sure sign the amusement is wearing thin. Though now it dawned on Percy that the titan was speaking in Ancient Greek. For once he is glad demigods are hardwired for the language even if the dyslexia is a pain to deal with.

“I’m Percy Jackson.” He answered simply. Might as well get the outrage and fight started so it can be done with sooner.

“Perse? I don’t remember having any mortal children by that name.” The titan mispronounced his name in a unrecognizing tone. He stroked his beard and seemed to be lost in thought.

Seriously, how could the titan not recognize him?! And why the heck would he think I’m his?! Percy thought incredulously. No wait, that might be a good thing. Ok Percy, just try and play it cool for as long as it works.

“Uh my mother said my father left before I was born.” Percy answered using the lie Sally had tried to keep Percy safe with before he found out the truth. It was technically true she said that and he swears immortals can smell an outright lie. He takes a couple steps back while the titan is thinking.

Oceanus hummed noncommittally, “It is still odd I don’t remember you.” The titan then reached his hand forward. Percy tried to will the current to push him to shore as he scrambled back. He felt it flutter around him but the titan still held control of the water and quickly plucked the demigod up from the seabed.

“You are powerful. Enough to rival even the strongest neriads I’ve sired.” The titan chuckled as Percy struggled to push the hand holding him out of the way enough to reach riptide in his pocket. But he was about the size of a toy compared to the titan and held firmly from the waist down, he only managed to accidentally kick off his own shoe.

“But you need to practice control and precision. Don’t need to attract another gods ire because a tempest blows up anytime you lose your temper. Chaos knows Posiedon would never let me hear the end of it. ” the titan grumbled the last part and turns. “Deeper water would better hid such storms until then.”

Percy’s heart beat in his ears. If he doesn’t figure out an escape now, he might never get away from this senile titan. Dang it if he had just done a regular quest instead of taking Eris bait- wait that’s it!

“I’m on a quest!” Percy shouts and to his relief the titan stops and lifts him closer to eye level. So he continues. “I’m on a quest to deliver three important letters. I had already delivered two and was on my way to collect the third when I met Eris in disguise. She tricked me into touching some magic crystal and in a flash of light I ended up here. That’s why I was mad, but I really need to get back and finish.”

“Ah Nyx’s trouble maker.” Oceanus said with a scowl. “Though sending you this far out is a little extreme, so that letter must be important.”

“So you’ll help send me back?” Percy asked as Oceanus looked at him a lot closer. It felt like the titan was trying to examine his soul.

“Hmm, whatever magic she used to send you here has vailed both the path and your past.” Percy was disappointed by Oceanus’ answer but not entirely surprised. Nothing is ever that easy for him. Then the Titan turns and moves towards the shore and continues speaking. “I can’t send you back directly, but I give directions. To the north of the island you will find a port. You will be able to get a ship to take from there.”

“Really? Thank you.” says truly grateful as the titan sets him on the beach. Honestly this is the more help than he really expected from the titan. Though now he feels the hot sand through his sock but he wasn’t going to push his luck going back for his shoe when he remembers there are sandals in the bag he still has.

The titan took a few steps back and nodded. “I realize now that you are not one of mine. Though it is disappointing I did not sire one with your power, I am more interested in how the kroinid I passed the throne of the sea to managed to beat the curse. May you have success on you quest little godling.”

Percy watched as the titan seemed to melt into water and disappear, puzzling over the cryptic words. He must to have meant Posiedon for the sea’s throne, but why not just say his name? Curse? Godling? Ugh how many times is he going to have to turn down godhood.

With a shrug Percy turn and begins trudging along the beach to a foot path he sees leading up to the top of the bluff. Though he stops halfway to put on the sandals after he reaches the end of the sand and has a rock dig into his shoeless foot. At the top of the bluff he stops by a crooked tree and looks at the landscape sprawled out ahead. There are wide open fields, vast groves of trees, and on a rise in the distance is a cluster of buildings with smoke rising from chimneys.

“Disgustingly picturesque isn’t it.” a feminine voice in the tree branches above startles him. Percy jumps back pulling out uncapping hi pen to change it to sword form in one fluid motion. He’s not getting caught without it again, today. Seeing who it was sliding down from the branch he growls at his new most disliked goddess. “Eris, what am I doing here? You swore on the Styx!”

“That I wouldn’t cause trouble for you or anyone else in THAT universe. But I didn’t say anything about other universes.” The goddess sing-singed back at him. Curling around him like a cat that had crippled prey.

“Other Universes?” Percy repeated shocked. He really didn’t know what to say. Was that why Oceanus didn’t recognize him? He’s in another universe?

“Just as there are many islands in the sea, there are many universes scattered throughout the cosmos.” The goddess answered with a wicked giggle. “The hardest part was getting Chaos to allow me to travel outside of my own. But lucky for me this universe is a little broken and Chaos agreed it needs a some outside help.”

She looked at him expectantly. Percy racked his brain thinking of any clues what answer she seemed to want. “Would that be the curse Oceanus mentioned?”

Eris smile sharpened. “And they call you a seaweed brain.” Percy glowered at that. Only Annabeth could call him that. It sounded wrong coming from anyone else.

“Yes, that curse is the main difference between here and where you’re from. See right before he was defeated Kronos cursed all those who fought against him that all their children would die before their first breath or be born a monster.” Eris replied before summoning a chair and table with a cup of tea on it. She sat and then continued. “Fortunately for myself and the titan you just met those who were neutral in that family spat were unaffected, but it has left this world devoid of such lovely chaos causing demigods.”

She took a sip, and made a displeased face like the tea tasted bad. “And having no demigods around has only made things stagnant and boring. Even wars aren’t that interesting.”

She suddenly turned to smoke and swirled around behind him reforming uncomfortably close curling her clawed hands onto his shoulders. “But now that I brought some new star talent, the show will liven up again!”

“Yeah, no. I’m not doing that.” Percy shakes out of her grip and turns around to face her. No way he is going on endless quests as this world’s only demigod. “Send me home or I’ll find someone else to do it.”

Her affronted look quickly disappeared as she broke out into sharp laughter. Percy ducked to avoid her hand as she tried to pat his head like a little kid. “Oh good luck with that! As soon as one of this world’s childless gods get a good look at you they’ll have you locked in a gilded cage before you can even blink. Ha! You might want to be careful whose names you say unless you want to be stuck treated like you’re made of fine glass the rest of your life or forced into godhood.”

Percy’s eyes widened as he realized just how bad a situation he is in. He didn’t know what was worse. The idea he had of endless quests, or the sheer horror of being smothered like the goddess was suggesting.

“Tut tut, such a face.” She cooed in mock sympathy, before her ever cruel grin returned. “Fine just so no one can say I’m unfair I’ll give you a chance and make a bet. Besides yourself there are thirty nine other children of the gods from your world in this universe scattered around. Find and bring all of them to Troy before the end of the war and I’ll send you home. But if you fail I get one act of service, anything I choosing and you can’t refuse.”

Oh no, he’s not the only one in danger here. What if one of them is Annabeth?! Oh who is he kidding. Knowing his luck she probably is, though he would be lying if he wasn’t a little relieved knowing she would likely see her again. And there is a way home so there’s that.

Percy could feel himself desperately wanting to latch on to the hope. But this goddess had already burned him with her ticks once, and - wait did she say Troy? As in ancient Troy destroyed in the famous war? Was he in the past? “What year is it in this universe?”

“Oh you are learning quickly. I believe it would be called twelve fifty eight BC. Time doesn’t move at the same rate in each universe, so this one is a bit behind. Though I’m guessing you’re more interested in how long the Trojan war has been going on.” Eris answered with that same smug smile that Percy is really getting tired of. He just rolled his eyes and nodded. “The war started eight years and nine months ago.”

So if things go like the myths he read, he would have about a year to win the bet. It was a small chance but may be the only one he might get. But gods don’t like to lose and she has already proven tricky so he will have to be careful with his words.

“So I just to be clear. I would have to travel across country and gather thirty nine demigods together, and bring them to a war zone, before the war ends, which may or may not be in about a year, all while avoiding the gods attention?” Percy asked to make sure he understood the terms.

“Correct” she said with that same grin he wants to smack off.

“And you would swear on the Styx that you would not interfere with the war and will send me and all of the other demigods back home to the universe we came from?” Percy got the satisfaction of seeing her grin twitch down into a thoughtful frown for a second. But she came to a decision quickly and nodded. He will make her actually say it before he accepts.

“Then I have two more conditions.” Her eyebrow quirks up but she rolls her hand in a go on gesture. “One you can’t tell any other gods about me or the other demigods, cause that would be cheating. Two if I win I get to punch you and you will still send us home.”

Her smile returned, “Well what’s a bet without stakes. Besides the odds aren’t really in your favor anyway.”

“Ok swear on the Styx, and I’ll take your bet.” Percy meet her eyes with the impertinence he is known for.

“Ah you learned to well. Alright I, goddess of mischief Eris, sware on the Styx that I will not interfere with the war at Troy or tell any of the other gods about the presence of demigods, and should you gather all thirty nine to Troy before the war’s end I will send you to the universe you remember.” She stopped and held out her hand for him to shake but Percy just held her gaze for a moment before she sighed “and I will let you punch me if you win the bet. There, happy?”

“No, but I know that’s all I’m going to get.” He grumbles and finally takes the handshake. Weird for a god to shake on a bet, but he guessed she wanted to use a gesture from his world he would recognize.

“Good, now you might want to get going since you don’t have much time to waste.” She said disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Percy pulled his hand down his face wondering how his day could get any worse. Before starting the long walk to the town he sees in the distance. It is nearly sunset and he is about halfway there when the small sound of footsteps coming from around a rocky bend in the path ahead catches his attention. He grips riptide in his pocket ready to draw it when a ghost he thought was left in his past peeks around the bend.

“Um, Hello?” Called Luke Castellen, and Percy’s vision went red.

—

Meanwhile, Oceanus swam toward the gate of a deep underwater city more towards the center of the Mediterranean. He ignored the tense guards and focused more on Posiedon and another swimming out to meet him. Hmm, oh now he remembered, Poseidon had a son before Kronos curse while he and his Olympian siblings had been gathering strength and making weapons for the confrontation with the tyrant titan.

“What is the meaning of this unexpected visit?” Demanded gruffly. Which is to be expected. Even if he was neutral in the fight with Kronos and even gave up kingship of the seas the younger gods did not really trust any of the titans.

Oceanus holds out the strange footwear he had picked up from the sea floor. “Curiosity and congratulations. I do wonder how you managed to hide beating the curse for so long.”

“What madness do you speak of such impossibility?” Triton exclaims in outrage, but Poseidon is frozen, eyes locked onto the object in Oceanus’ hand.

Triton notices his father’s unexpected behavior and quiets down.

Posiedon reaches out and takes the footwear with a shaky hand clearly noting the essence of the boy who had been wearing it.

“My apologies, It would seem I was wrong in my assumption that you were keeping it a secret.” Oceanus responds to the obvious surprise and shock that was all over the younger God’s countenance.

“A survivor? How- where did you find this?” Posiedon snaps out of his stupor, desperately searching Oceanus face for any fulsehoods.

The titan was mildly offended the rudeness but brushed it off as he himself would act such a way had he been afflicted by the curse for centuries only to be surprised by a miracle. “The coast of Sardinia, but come, there is much more to tell you.”

[catbusdriver]

Origin Pantheon Au (prologue)

Description: The one sometimes known as Arceus witnesses the slow,drawn out death of a Universe, decides nope, then isekai’s a a bunch of people and Pokemon to make a new Age of Heroes.

for fictionaldragonmother (@thicctails) (inspired by the Broken Pantheon series, please go read it, it's amazing)

Also, there's a small shout-out to Fabled Dreams' Pokemon Apocalypse, which is also incredible and you should go read that.

Also Also: I don't own Pokemon or the Percy Jackson franchises. Please support the official releases (I've always wanted to say that)

Author's Note: This idea has been bouncing around in my head for days now and demands that I write it! Sidenote: Arceus is a non-static being in this, meaning their name, personality, and even gender identity changes from paragraph to paragraph. 

This was supposed to be a One shot. I don't think it's going to be a One Shot anymore.

Tw: mentions of death, , kidnapping, violence, child death, still birth ,the Pokemon World through the eyes of a non fan.

Chapters: Prologue, 1, 2, 3, 4

In a place beyond time, beyond space, beyond even what the most primordial of gods can perceive, Arceus the Origin of Many, the End of Few watched as Fate tore another child from their home.

  They let out a long sigh of frustration (the emotion, not the attack), and  began to pace. While Fate's desperation was certainly understandable, their actions were irresponsible and dangerous in the long term. Stealing away the threads of a world came with risks even when the owner's life wouldn't play a large role in the narrative. Stealing Threads belonging to Chosen? Asking for something to snap.

  Shaking herself out her thoughts, Origin turned to look at the world Fate was trying to save and winced. Cut Threads littered the land known as Greece in numbers that brought even she, who had seen the end of countless worldlines and would see the end of countless more, to pause. Stories that should've shaped the world into something unique, unlike any other, now floated uselessly the Void Between Worlds. Origin would give The Crooked one this, his Curse was thorough. 

  In morbid fascination, it watched as the Story of Eros was quite literally sliced in twain by a pair of Golden Scissors. Then EVERY. SINGLE. THREAD. connected to it become undone. Psyche married a king who saw her as little more than a broodmare. Her desperation to be seen led her to make a deal with an Echo of Gaia, all leading to an entire kingdom being turned into Earthborne Golems. This eventually leads to a large-scale war that greatly weakens the Thread of Pan. So much loss all because Kronos was a spiteful monster.

Wait.

Wait.

No.

NO.

NO!

There, in the land of Egypt, a small, yet sturdy, Thread was slowly coming into existence. It would belong to the God of Judgement, Jackals and Contracts known as Anubis. At the base of said Thread a small golden piece of metal was snipping away at it. The shard wasn't making any real progress, mind you, but it was determined and (rather disturbingly) growing.

Arceus ROARED. The infernal Curse was spreading. How was it spreading? Better yet, WHY was it spreading? Kronos had no knowledge of other Pantheons when he was alive, so why was this happening?!?

   Calming THEMSELVES down, Khaos looked towards the Thread. Despite its size, it was holding up well against the Curse. Also contrary to THEIR earlier panic, the Curse shard wasn't growing. Yes,it was fine. Everything was..

SNIP

Later, when It wasn't fooling itself into believing everything was fine, Arceus would admit that It had suspected Kronos’ Curse would spread beyond his homeland, she just didn't think it would be that fast. Or that such  influential figures would be the first to fall. Arceus watched in silent terror, as Frey and Frigga’s (of all the Gods why those two?) Threads were burned to cosmic dust by golden flames.

For a few seconds that would measure to eons for a mortal, all was silent. Then Arceus Screamed.IT shouted, THEY SOBBED, THEY RAGED. She spoke curses that could destroy the minds of lesser beings. Entire multiverses were ripped apart, put back together, then shredded because of the pure intensity of The Origin’s emotions.

Finally,  It calmed down. A snap, and all that was destroyed came back into being. Its work complete, she debated on how to fix this problem before it spiraled even more. It was time to review the facts:

Kronos (the spiteful bastard) had cursed his children and (and possibly their allies, if the fact multiple children of Nyx weren't present) to be unable to have children without severe risks to both parent and child.

The Curse does this by attacking the child and afflicting the parent with a large amount of symptoms (pain, disconnect from domain, energy drain, confusion, or in extreme cases, death of both parent and child)

It could be combatted by giving up one of the Parent’s domains. This was not a guarantee, as Persephone and Eupheme still perished

The Curse was spreading. Quickly. By the end of the year, it would most likely get off world

There is no way to stop the Curse. It had been allowed to sink its claws too deep into the fabric of reality that it's now one of the fundamental Truths of existence.

Even if it was possible to lift it,  multiple Demigod lineages being removed from the point they were supposed to begin have had effects on the timeline.

Solution: Add heroes to the timeline. Pros: would result in stabilization of the world. Cons: Adding drastically different lifeforms could have terrible effects on the environment and culture of the world. Counterpoint: proper placement of specific individuals, along with strict instructions to not interfere with the Gods could lessen conflict.

Having reached a satisfactory solution, The Alpha stretched  His many arms, retrieving those who would have the greatest impact on this cursed world. Then with utmost care, placed the new Threads into the Worlds Fabric. Not at the same point mind, but close enough that people would notice. Once everyone was where they were meant to be, Khaos added small hidden Dungeons filled with Items of great power. Unlike the last time He tried this, the native lifeforms were much sturdier, so the Dungeons , while still needed, weren't vital to long term survival.

There would be death, of course adding the creations that resembled Her the most would cause chaos, no matter what Origin did. It would still be a better fate than what would've occurred if nothing was done.

Now, it would be up to The Alpha's children, the Gods and mortals of this world, along with those from the world Fate was stealing from. Considering the giant tear in reality it left after spiriting away Jason Grace, confrontation was inevitable.

Deciding that two groups of clingy deities fighting an interdimensional custody battle wouldn't be worth it, the being sometimes known as Arceus retreated to Its private realm for relaxation. Soon, It thought, things would come to a head.

End prologue.

Author's Note: This is first piece of published material. So please give me some Constructive Criticism.

The next chapter won't be out for another month or so. (Real life issues 😔) Again until then go read the Broken Pantheon series! It's amazing!

[contact-guy]

helloooo this is a MASTER POST of my Sherlock Holmes annotations, aka shitpost doodles of my favorite parts with occasional headcanons. I will pin this so it's available and update it as I go because this feels like it's becoming a full series, god help me.

I'm reading the stories in the order they occurred (according to Baring-Gould, who I am currently arm wrestling in the astral plane over how many wives Watson had) so that's how I will present them!

EDIT: decided to draw them in the order that makes sense to me, Baring-Gould you’re too silly

EDIT 2: this is basically a webcomic at this point, with ongoing continuity and a romantic storyline that can be enjoyed if you read in order. I did not intend this, but I have Sherlock Holmes disease and there's only one cure (doing this)

EDIT 3: content warning/advertisement depending on your temperament: this series gets into one of my big interests, historical queerness, period accurate homophobia, and how laws around queerness affected lived experience. it also has things that you can expect from a Sherlock Holmes story like: drug use involving needles, violence, flagrant use of old timey guns, and people dying in shocking and mysterious ways!

Copies of Volume 1 can be ordered here!

A Study in Scarlet 🩸

The Speckled Band 🐍

The Resident Patient 🩺

The Noble Bachelor 👰

The Second Stain 📮

The Reigate Squires 📝

The Dancing Men 👯‍♂️

Silver Blaze 🏇🏻

The Six Napoleons ⚫️

The Red Circle 🕯️🪟

The Greek Interpreter 🩹

Mycroft Interlude 🎩

The Beryl Coronet 🥪

The Yellow Face 🙂

The Hound of the Baskervilles 🐺

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

-Part Six

-Part Seven

The Gloria Scott ⚓️

The Valley of Fear 🏰

-Part One

-Part Two

Shoscombe Old Place 🎣

Charles Augustus Milverton 💌

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

The Copper Beeches ✂️

-Part One

-Part Two

The Sign of the Four 💉

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

-Illustration

-Part Six

-Part Seven

The Cardboard Box 📦👂🏻

Second Interlude 💒

A Scandal In Bohemia 💃

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

The Stockbrokers Clerk 🦷

The Engineer’s Thumb 👍🏻

The Crooked Man 🦝

The Naval Treaty 🌹

The Five Orange Pips 🍊

The Man With The Twisted Lip 🧽

-Part One

-Part Two

The Boscombe Valley Mystery 🪨

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

The Dying Detective 🦪

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

Christmas Eve, 1890 🎄

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

The Blue Carbuncle 🪿💎

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

The Blanched Soldier 🪖

The Final Problem 🏔️

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

-Part Six

-Part Seven

-Part Eight

-Part Nine

-Part Ten

-Part Eleven

The Empty House 👤

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

-Part Six

A Case of Identity 💍

-Part One

-Part Two

The Red Headed League 👨‍🦰

-Part One

-Part Two

The Illustrious Client 🧪

-Part One

-Part Two

-Part Three

-Part Four

-Part Five

The Golden Pince-Nez 👓

-Part One

-Part Two

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FINISHED

TRIGUN X DANDADAN INTRO

thanks for keeping up with the updates and not giving up on me honestly love yall for that anyways happy new years!!

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FINISHED

TRIGUN X DANDADAN INTRO

thanks for keeping up with the updates and not giving up on me honestly love yall for that anyways happy new years!!

[black-opal-001]

[dailymothanon]

Behold my Sumdac siblings propaganda…. Even tho they’re not like directly siblings idc 🙄 both are the products of decepticons and Isaac Sumdac and have way too many parallels to each other for me not to cling to this okay… Sari who is both human and Cybertronian and Soundwave who is essentially Neither… both of them are secret third things and only truly have each other to relate to even tho they hate each other

[sarissire]

Sari, Optimus and the Key

[newtsnaturethings]

Things I think about for no apparent reason: 1. Kagome has back muscles (she does all that badass archery ffs)

2. Teef

[kinzenn]

tfp hollowformers?

silksong coming out and seeing the cool hollowformers designs on my tl makes me wanna make some designs for tfp

[panoo]

*don't give even water

[black-opal-001]

Feliz aniversário pro Satoru e pra mim.

[staaaaarberry]

So theres this girl...and her ex....and her reincarnation.... that I can't stop thinking about