It's a Contract. Chapter 1.
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Percy De Rolo x Female! Human! Draconian Warlock! Reader
This is going to be interesting!
"Y/n. Do you know why were are valued?"
"No, Momma. I do not."
Little Y/n looked up to her mother and slightly tugged at her dress. She smiled, picking the little girl up, causing her to giggle.
"Because, My little dragon, it's because of our linage."
"How?"
"You see, A long time ago, one of our ancestors was found to be favored by Bahamut, The God of Dragons. This is where our story begins. This is what lead to our clans power and our internal spirits. That's how we only die do to old age or if we don't find favor with Bahamut. If we get killed, we get another chance if we have been carrying on the bloodline correctly or, being a good follower."
"That's why we have magic?"
"Yes, that's why you have a lot of magic this young in life. You will continue to get stronger and stronger until the day you go."
"I'm gonna be the strongest Dagon to every exist!"
"I know, My love. We all know."
This was the truth. Somehow, she was born in direct favor with Bahamut himself. One of the linage was supposed to but, they never expected it to be her. They always that it was going to be Y/n's older brother. He showed the signs but, it wasn't true. Y/n was born into there lives and was the exact opposite of him.
When the ceremony of Favor had come, it seemed as if Bahamut himself descended from the plain of Celestia to greet her and make the promise. Her hair was changed that moment. Going from blond hair to a dark blue ombre (Midnight blue to a light blue). Her eyes changed from the clan light blue eyes to a galaxy blue color (color number #000044 if you were wondering). Her eyes would almost shimmer like the stars in the sky.
From that moment on, She was the chosen. She thrived and grew faster than any of her ancestors. Magic, weapons, etc. She was proficient in all. She was the bringer of Justice. To pave the path.
Soon, the De Rolo clan reached out to them and asked if one of family members to become a console wizard. Of course, the older brother thought that it would be him since he is the oldest and currently have the best ties to other kingdoms.
When the family was choosing who to send, Y/n asked to go. This irked the brother but, let it go. At least he would make a statement in the clan and run it before she had the chance to take everything from him. She, of course, never knew he felt this way.
When she was asked why she wants to go, she said she feels like her spirit is calling and she is going to complete a new chapter in power than what surface they are scratching. They, of course, let her go.(She was 16 at the time, Im gonna say Percy is 18 in the beginning.)
This is where our story officially begins.
Y/n's feet finally touched the ground in front of the pristine white castle of Whitestone. Her Dark blue and black armor adored her body. The main part was a mid-thigh dress with a long cloak on top reaching about to her knees. Her boots goes about low thigh. The metal on her body was carved to be like scales. (I give up. Heres a link with a general idea. Sorry, I'm lazy. Insert the scale like metal pieces. ANYWAY!)
She was greeted by the whole royal family. She bowed in respect to them.
"Hello. My name is Y/n Dagon. I'm here to fulfill the request you put in."
She stood back up straight and instantly made eye contact with Percy. He was entranced with her beauty. He felt like the whole world stopped and it was just them. Looking into each others eyes for what seemed like forever. The galaxy eyes could go on forever and he was ready to stare until the end.
"Hello, Y/n. Thank you for gracing us with your presence. I know how important to you are to your clan so, this means the world to us."
His father said with his jolly voice.
"Of course. I'm happy to be of service."
Everyone was introduced to each other.
After settled in, Y/n was finally made official and given her jobs, which consisted of being Percy's bodyguard. She was needed to protect the heir of the throne and ensure the continuation of the De Rolo rule.
Of course, they grew close. He learned about her and she him. He loved every moment he had with her. She never wanted to leave his side but, she felt a cruel feeling in her stomach every time she wanted to take the relationship to the next level. She knew to trust the feeling so, she did. They remained friends even though having massive crushes on each other.
A year then passed and the bond still existed between them but, the feeling in Y/n's stomach only got stronger. Her spirit was telling her to prepare herself for a drastic change.
And.... It was right.
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A/N: Happy Wednesday everyone!
Warnings: some angst, mentions of depression
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"I know it's warmer where you are, And it's safer by your side, But right now I can't be what you want, Just give it time"
Charlotte nodded along to the building beat, her own voice a foreign entity as it floated through the air in the -- soundproof -- studio in LA. The demo was beautiful but it needed that extra push to make it a hit lead single. A lead single for an album that was months away from being completed.
"And if you and I, Can make it through the night, And if you and I, Can keep our love alive, we'll fight, We can meet in the middle, Bodies and souls collide Dance in the moonlight, Where all the stars align, For you and I, for you and I"
The girls were impressed however, with Chloe claiming it was some of their best work yet. It was more electronic than their previous pop/rock sound, with humming bass lines and ethereal echoes that wailed from verse to verse. And Charlotte's voice was the pinnacle, reaching a prominent gravelly growl when she'd sing the long notes, paired with Maria and Kim's backing vocals, it was eargasmic bliss.
Kim was the type of person who used a Pinterest board religiously and was already culminating ideas for what the video would look like: black and white obviously with animated doodles, black paint, and fast-flashing lights. And maybe some mild nudity?
"That's sexier than Brendon Urie in 'Miss Jackson'," Maria said.
"It's beautiful," Charlotte had to admit.
Chloe slapped her on the back, promptly shocking her, "You outdid yourself, Lottie! So smile a little more!" she told her. Charlotte forced a really big Joker smile.
Kimberly elbowed the drummer, who now had galaxy-ombre hair. The girls swore with all the hair dye that Chloe must've switched to wigs when they weren't looking.
"Well... I couldn't have done it without you guys," Charlotte said, smiling at each of her friends.
"We got to stick together," Maria claimed, "We're all we got in each other,"
With the demo complete, Charlotte gave the approval for the tape to be sent to be remixed and produced for the final product. She was nervous to hear it, but there was also an element of excitement coursing through her. There was immense pressure on following up the success of the first LP with the second, but she was confident with the way Catch the Caper were growing musically that it would be some of the best material they put out yet.
Charlotte still had reservations about only letting key personnel in on their material, not eager to replicate the first mess of 'Heaven'. The song would still be on the album, but it would be released later on. Maybe within the summer of next year when the album was more grounded for release. And then there was 'Saint', the song that she and Luke agreed would be a shared piece between them, but he insisted it should go on her album. Three songs down, another seven or so to go...
For the two and half weeks they had back home, she and Luke spent some of it rehearsing 'Saint'. Unlike 'You & I', this was a song she was actively getting excited about, heartbreaking yet it held a particular bite that could be the backing track to the lead in an indie movie finally taking back control of her life. Well, there's the saying that we're all the lead in our own stories, Charlotte was still working on getting to the end of hers.
Luke was supposed to meet Charlotte that afternoon. She left her apartment door open for him, got out her guitar and put out a plate of shortbread cookies for them to munch on while they worked. He was a few minutes late, but Charlotte chalked it up to Luke being Luke. He was always late for shit.
However, ten minutes late soon turned to thirty, then forty five, then a whole hour. Charlotte sat on her couch, eating her cookies and watching Dr. Who, trying to ignore the fact that she was just stood up. No phone calls or texts were sent, and there was no miraculous knocking at the door. What the hell could he possibly be doing? It wasn't like Luke to stand Charlotte up like this; if he couldn't make it he would call her first.
Charlotte soon realized she that the cookie plate was nearly empty, and Luke was two hours late. Something was wrong here. Unless she got the date wrong? Maybe she should phone him?
Luke was fine -- physically speaking. Let's just say that he got a little ahead of himself with the time. Melody opened her big mouth again and they went at it, she was upset again because Luke was spending more time with Charlotte on his break than he was with Mel. She did have a fair point, but Luke just wished she wouldn't fly off the handle so over dramatically. He couldn't help it that he was working on something that he was quite proud of with one of his best friends.
A minutes-long fight had elongated into an hour, and soon enough Luke gave up; frustrated and itching to take some control back. And take control he did. Anger turned to an afternoon of passion-fuelled angry sex, both he and Melody taking their stress out on each other in the best way possible. And Luke couldn't deny afterwards how much better he felt by the time the late afternoon arrived.
It was by the end of her fourth Dr. Who episode that Charlotte's phone finally rang. Luke was calling; this ought to have been good.
"You better be fatally injured or missing a pint of blood," Charlotte said when she picked up, "I just ate three-quarters of a bag of cookies and I'm not proud of myself,"
Luke was standing in his kitchen, dressed only in some slacks while Melody showered upstairs. By the time they were both exhausted he realized the time, and his lust for his girl was replaced by guilt for his friend. Of course he had to call her, but he hoped Charlotte would understand.
"I am neither one of those things, and you have no reason to be ashamed. I think we've all been there," he said, trying to sound cheery.
"Dude, what the fuck?" Charlotte asked, clearly annoyed, "Where have you been? I was about to send out some K9 units,"
Luke grimaced, knowing fully-well how upset she was, "Charlotte, I'm sorry. I-I got a little caught up in some things. I'll definitely make it up to you, though,"
It was then a terrifying thought entered Charlotte's head -- did Melody do something? Throw another mass tantrum? What was she saying to him? About Charlotte, namely.
"Is everything okay?" she asked, now a little concerned.
"I'm okay," he assured her, looking up when he heard the shower water stop running, "I'm sorry, love. But how about I come over tomorrow instead?"
Charlotte noted how quiet his voice suddenly became, he didn't want Melody to know he was talking to her. It was a strange, complicated plight: suddenly becoming a secret to your best friend. If Luke was so afraid to talk to her when Mel was around, then what the point? It was clear Melody was drawing some lines -- so Charlotte figured she should do the same.
"No, it's okay. We leave again in a few days, you should spend the time with Melody," she told him.
Luke could hear the bite in her voice, "Charlotte, I really am sorry,"
"I know," Charlotte nodded, "I'm not mad at you. I swear. Spend some time with your girl,"
"Alright, I love ya," he mumbled.
"Love you too," Charlotte said listlessly, then hung up without another word. Groaning aloud, she then grabbed the plate and dumped out what was left of the cookies. She felt sick now, and not just from the sweets. She was mad at Luke, pissed off that he blew her off. Then she felt stupid for being jealous of Melody. She was jealous of Melody, but at the same time Charlotte had probably seen more of Luke this year than she had.
You have no right to be upset with him, his girlfriend comes before you. That's the way it should be. Leave them alone.
Charlotte decided that it only hurt more because she knew how hurt Luke was by Melody. He used Charlotte as a vessel to blow off steam, to laugh for a while, pretend he was something he wasn't when he'd go back to her. Charlotte knew he could be so happy, she could make him so happy. But time and time again, he would go crawling back to her.
Meanwhile, Luke quickly shoved his phone away as Melody came sauntering in to the kitchen, adorned in only his t-shirt. Her eyes glimmered with the Devil as she stood before him, smelling of fresh coconut shampoo with a smile that could stop any man dead in his tracks. He held her and gave her a kiss on her head, but he averted his eyes to the wall behind her.
"What do you wanna' do for dinner?" she asked sweetly.
"Anything you like," he affirmed, "We can cook, we can order in,"
"Let's order in," she decided, pulling away to go for their drawer of various take-out menus.
Luke watched Melody from where he stood. He felt better, he felt happier, relaxed -- but he didn't feel whole. Then fear settled in, the fear that he was indeed falling out of love with Melody. Because when he looked at her, his mind raced back to mornings with Charlotte, sitting at her kitchenette as she made them both coffee and would go on and on about whatever had captured her interest in a dream she had. Her thoughts were as beautiful as her face.
Melody was beautiful, she shone like a strobe light. But Charlotte was a damn lighthouse beacon, burning so bright and full that she washed Melody out. However, there were some days Luke feared Charlotte may just burn out.
A half empty bottle of wine sat on the coffee table, beside it an empty glass that Charlotte had just finished. She poured herself another glass, guitar perched in her lap and she began to play again, singing a wistfully sad melody about feeling, well... used.
"You see, I want the world to believe, That there's a light inside of me, But it's time that I come clean. I'm not what I seem, no, Some would say I'm possessed, yeah, But I'll confess I've just been obsessed With life and death and emptiness, I guess. Can't you see all of the change in me?"
The more she drank, the more emotional she became. The more poems she wrote, her voids once filled now flooding out. She was lonely, felt more lonely tonight than she had in so long. She could hear memories of her own words echoing in her head, like a bad dream.
"Three years I let myself get tossed around in a salad spinner of emotional turmoil. Now I'm watching Luke go through what I went through; we both see the same thing in each other and yet willingly stay in a precarious and chaotic situation. I mean -- that must register as clinical insanity!"
"Well, ask yourself: why did you stay with Ben? When you had every single person in your life telling you how toxic that relationship was, why did you stay?"
"I didn't want to be alone,"
What did she mean by that? Of course Charlotte wasn't alone, she was surrounded by friends! Friends who told her hours ago that they would support her no matter what. And yet, drunk on wine and emotions she felt more empty than she had in months.
The last time she felt so lonely she had been dumped. Eight months ago, she was tossed aside like a pebble on the street. Ben abandoned her, and in her less than cognitive state of mind, Luke abandoned her too. She was abandoned for something better, something closer, easier. Something she could never get within arms reach of.
"You took these starving limbs, tried to see. Tried to see what they could be, But I thought I'd be something.I thought you'd complete me, That you'd erase all the pain that I felt in my brain. If you filled my heart with love, Then you'd fill my voids above. Now you see, that didn't change a thing,"
She recorded her voice as oppose to write, she gave up writing as her penmanship was a little sloppy now. Tomorrow she'd decide whether or not to put this song on the album. Tonight the only guest in her apartment would be her perilous brain.
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I fucking devoured Midnight Museum last night, binged all the episodes released so far - I had already watched the pilot - and I am obsessed. This shit is right up my ally, fuck ep02 I hate snakes and critters bro. I’m so sad this show hasn’t caught on internationally yet b/c it’s so good.
Some thoughts:
KhathaDome: They really are the Thai supernatural versions of Yohan and Gaon my god and yours like the restrained emotion Khatha has every single time he interacts with Dome is wild. “Looks like your younger brother” sir I have concerns, I have questions, I have comments. I want Yohan and Khatha to meet up and be like “you too huh?/yeah” and talk about their babydoll twinks with big lips
I have actual theories in my head of what Dome is/his relationship with Khatha but I’ma save that for a separate post.
Direction: Is actually really good, GMMTV clearly has a budget for this show in terms of set design, and costuming which they’ve chosen to invest in the most. The CGI is very sci-fi channel which is fine. What I like is the techniques the director uses to build tension since they have to be more creative to make up for the lack of special effects budget. The action is easy to follow, the lighting is always good, and there’s some genuinely interesting shots.
Music: I really love the soundtrack for the show, there’s only been a couple awkward music ques, but for the most part everything has flowed really well together. The leitmotif for Khatha and Khatha/Dome gets me every time I love it.
SFX: Okay so when I say “special effects” I’m including practical effects here as well. Of which, aren’t to bad. The spider eyes on that one dude in ep02 were pretty impressive actually. I love body horror, it’s the worst, and I was excited they played with that aspect of horror even if I hated watching it lol The cgi is mid, not surprising tbh (the moths looked ridiculous tbh) you can tell which scenes, so far, they’ve invested more CGI budget into - any of the galaxy-esque scenes - which is valid. I can tell the crew has thought thoroughly on where and how to use their budget and I appreciate that. Plus, the CGI dragon in Fairy/Devil also looked awful but the wigs were immaculate. I would rather have some mid sci-fi channel CGI than bad costumes tbh
Overall: I really fucking dig this show, the plot is SO interesting. Legit right up my fantasy/mythology/horror/supernatural loving heart. I’m a huge SFF fan anyway and this is hitting some great notes. I think the mystery is really interesting, I’m digging the way they’re playing around with different myths, folklore, and religion. The costumes are great I love any show that features an ombre suit (Kinn’s impact) I need more ppl to watch!!!!
Sidenote: I don’t follow GMMTV like that nor do I watch a lot of their shows cause, frankly, they bore me 98% of the time. So idk who most of these cameos are or why everyone is freaking out over this Tay dude appearing in ep07. Kudos to the idea tho cause it’s getting ppl hype lol
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Other Deities: Siblings and Sona (Info Dump)
Warning: Stars, loneliness, goddess, etc.
Andromeda - The Goddess of Galaxies
Personality: She is simultaneously playful and fierce. She never gives up and is very good at what she does. She is a free spirit who finds delight in the smallest of things. She works to keep the cosmos balanced, and when she becomes lonely, she visits the local planets she can. She is the middle sister and generally tries to look after them as much as possible. She is quite bold, and she appears to enjoy dancing, watching in fascination as her sisters move to their own rhythm. She is the bravest and brightest of the sisters, often shining above all else.
Appearance: Andromeda is considered very beautiful. Her hair is long and red with a slight blue and purple ombre. Her eyes are a shade of purple. She has a monster form, she rarely uses. She appears to be some kind of dragon monster with a main anthropomorphic form with red skin and purple eyes. She also has stars on her wings and back. She, however, prefers her human form. She's 5'8".
Boronia - The Goddess of Deep Galaxies
Personality: Boronia is more distant than her younger sister, yet she has a kind heart. She hardly discusses anything and prefers to remain to herself. She goes for the throat and does not hesitate to defend her sisters. Unlike Andromeda, she is quiet and frequently remains deep in space. She admires stars from afar and enjoys creating constellations. She experiences loneliness more often than Andromeda. She is artistic and enjoys both writing and drawing in her spare time. She enjoys flowers and often creates constellations out of them.
Appearance: Boronia is considered beautiful. In her human form, her hair is long and black with a slight blue and purple ombre. Her eyes are a shade of dark purple. She, however, prefers her monster form. She appears to be a skeleton dragon monster with a main anthropomorphic form. She has stars and other markings on her skin and bones. She's 5'1".
Browallia - The Goddess of Young Galaxies
Personality: She is still young. She is a child goddess born one day, and her sisters are Boronia and Andromeda. She has a lot of curiosity and is really lovely. She attempts to learn how to create constellations like Boronia and dance like Andromeda. She is quite interested and enjoys watching weather patterns and analyzing the skies. She is sweet and kindhearted, yet her little heart is still developing as she develops. She sees beauty in many small things. She is very brave but tries to help her sisters' growing loneliness.
Appearance: Browallia is a 10-year-old girl. In her human form, her hair is long-ish and white with a slight blue and purple ombre. Her eyes are a shade of light purple. She alternates between her human and monster form. She appears to be a young skeleton dragon monster with a main anthropomorphic form. She has stars and other markings on her skin and bones. She's 4'7".
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