2989 : ARMAGEDDON

2989 : ARMAGEDDON

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noun. Ar·​ma·​ged·​don. the last battle between good and evil before the day of judgment.

❝ all I want, ━ she pauses, lips widening ━ is to become a god. ❞

in which a young girl, a fledgling barely out of the nest, is thrust into new, apocalyptic world as a terrifying new force plays it's cards. 

the gods. 

and yet, while some people run for their lives and others resign to their fate as lowly mortals, and some make rebellions ; a young girl wants to do something different.

she doesn't want to try to join people in a rebellion. oh, no no no. she's not that stupid.

she wants more.

she wants to become a god.

and rule them all.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄; this is an original story that i've been cultivating.

there will be religious themes, violence, death, swearing and more. if you dislike those feel free to click off.

with that being said, enjoy the madness.

p.s. my story is also up on wattpad, under the my user 'rayarain11'!

a/n: I rewatched blood of zeus again and here we are

- warnings for threats but nothing awful(?) i think, just zeus being mad he was caught ha, manipulation (the reader does the manipulating #BossMoment)

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you hear him before you see him. your doves ruffle their feathers at the thunder, but do not leave the perch on your arms. silently, you coo as you give them gentle head-scratches, such loyal creatures they were.

“you told her.” is not a question. thunder rumbles above the humble palace you own, and you do not turn to face him right away. which serves to only anger the king of the olympians further.

were you a lesser being, you would have been fearful for your life. but alas, you were no such being. rather, you were exasperated.

“did you expect me to lie?” is your question in return. he growls and you feel him grab at your wrist, jostling the dove as you send it, along with it’s kin, away, you were glad to toy around with him, but for your animals you would take no such risk.

instead you sigh, “i would never lie to my mother.” not like you, is unspoken, but the words hang heavily in the air anyway.

it was no secret that your conception was a sore spot for the olympian, after all, no one would have believed lady hera would join a man in bed that was not her husband, but she had felt particularly spiteful that day, and now months after that, you were born as a new godling on olympus raised there alongside the gods you also had (albeit hesitantly) called your half-siblings.

such a fact that you were only the queen’s child burned zeus. especially when it wasn’t him bringing the children outside of their marriage to olympus for once, and the fact that you shared more features with your birth father instead of your lady mother, a constant reminder of the “humiliation.”

(serves him right, you had thought once you had grown old enough to understand what his actions had truly meant).

instead you sigh, already preparing the little act you knew he would fall for again and again.

“why do you want to hurt her?” you ask, voice shaky, leaning against one of the pillars near you for emphasis.

“i-”

“i know it’s because you must hate me so much that you punish my mother more and more,” for emphasis you sniff, almost breaking the act at the perplexed look on his face quickly turning into shock from the sheer humor of its appearance, “you celebrate my half-siblings but i understand your dislike for me lord zeus.”

you look up at him with your watering eyes and see the shame on his face.

“do you no longer love mother?” you tremble.

“no! i just meant-”

“then just please stop hurting her,” guilt joins the shame on his face, especially at the small sobs you give, and the firm hand on your wrist loosens, instead, he gently takes your hands in his own and it takes far too much effort not to wrench them out of his grasp.

“please understand, that what happens between your mother and i are matters that we must discuss ourselves,” ah same old same old.

“it’s not fair,” you blurt out, still letting the false tears fall down your face, “you promised mother you wouldn’t see the mortal woman, but you did, you even stay there with her-”

the panic that flashes in his eyes is satisfying. the proud zeus stammers an excuse out but it only serves to implicate him further.

and now for the kicker,

breaking the eye contact, you stare down at the marble floors, a small, weak sob leaves your lips, “i just don’t want mother to cry anymore.”

there it is.

“this is the last time,” zeus promises, and soon enough, he leaves, this time the enraged thunder that he had arrived with disappearing into a quiet rumble.

you simply stare up at the ceiling for a moment, before scoffing. wiping the fake tears from your now dry eyes, as you mock his parting words.

“now that was quite the theatric,” a much gruffer voice says from the entryway, it was none other than ares. still, you wave to your brother as you snicker.

“too bad i wasn’t the god of the arts then,” you say, voice nothing like the shaky, and sad one you had used just before.

“we both know he must have went back to that place,” he says and your expression sours.

“he’ll get bored of that one eventually, didn’t he go to her in the first place because she was some queen? and mortals do age quite fast now,” you shrug. besides, if anything you could just fake the tears and antics again, maybe you could get another fountain in your palace’s courtyard...

“it’s quite a difference to see your real act after that fake one you know,” ares says with a snort, sitting on one of the cushioned benches near a bowl of fruit, taking a handful of grapes as he did.

“and no one would believe a thing,” you reply wryly, eyes narrowing as he essentially steals your snack.

instead you raise a hand as one of your doves returns, your eyes glow slightly as you lean forward, free hand giving the creature a headscratch like earlier.

“well, do you want to tell mother,” you look over your shoulder to your brother, as an exhale leaves your lips, “or shall i?”

because ultimately, you know that he will lie and swear his fealty to the marriage with hera, and then he will go back on his word, maybe he might even bring your new half-sibling to olympus too, and your mother will suffer the humiliation and betrayal again.

ares stands and you have an answer.

Hear me out,

Crowley building a statue of MC to represent how thankful he is for what they have done to help NRC once they go home because It’s pretty obvious that he’ll miss the prefect whom he saw as his child.

Then the ones who were close with the said prefect would flex on the people who questions about MC’s statue, saying that they were ‘close friends’ (Ace and Grim would definitely do that, maybe Epel and Deuce too eheheheh). Or maybe something more; developing romantic feelings that ends up getting reciprocated by the well-known prefect \(//∇//)\

Or not because there are hints that Malleus is going to put MC into a (possibly) long sleep in chapter 7 😭 (pretty scared of that but curious)

OR MC ends up staying in Twisted Wonderland ueueueuhehrheueu

ghibli boys soft headcanons

╰┈➤ with appearances of haku, howl pendragon, seiji awasawa and ashitaka

-> don’t admit it but loves to watch you doing your duties from afar, seeing you doing your best with the orders along the other girls make him feel happy and proud

-> he knows that you can take of yourself if he is not around ( which don’t happen often ) and loves to see how you act embarrassed and your face goes red when you catch him watching you, a small smile rise in his face

-> when you are off of your duties, he takes you to walk around the gardens and the food tents, haku don’t need to eat but enjoy to watch you enjoy the food, how you cheeks full is a such adorable view, making sure no one try to touch you or take you away

-> i can see ashitaka is a man who enjoy spend time with you no matter what activities you are both doing, maybe is working, walking close to the forest, the only things that’s matter if have you on sight, knowing that you are safe makes him feel comfortable

-> also, teaching you how to use his weapons, as his bow, when he puts his hands over yours and notice how focus you are in order to shot the arrow to the target, a little blush appears in his cheeks and become more evident when you shoot the arrow and look to his face

-> the little injuries in your body show to the world two things, one! you are training with ashitaka often without giving up and two! you are spending time with your beloved one

-> you hugging him as he rides the bicycle around the town, the destination doesn’t matter, as long he can feel you hold him and your face resting in his shoulder, seiji would take you anywhere you want if he receive a kiss as a payment

->he loves seeing you speaking about the future, you imagine both of you living somewhere, with him following his dreams along your, he can’t wait for this to happen

-> but for now, he will kept imagining this while you both are young, but deep down in his heart, seiji knows that he need to find another way to make you his, maybe a ring!

-> showing his magic tricks to you, after all, not only he likes to impress you but loves to see your reactions, how your lips curves to a gentle smile and your cheeks goes red when you receive a kiss from howl

-> when he is around the castle, he loves to learn how to cook, maybe is just because he wants to prove your foods before being ready, or just to put his hands on you hips and rest his head on your shoulder

-> and when he is not around, he makes sure you wear a jewelry, maybe a necklace, earring, don’t matter, just to keep an eye on you even though he knows you aren’t never leave him

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost