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In Pac-Man and the ghostly adventures. Is Betrayus a victim of parental favoritism?
What I mean is, since his parents probably preferred Spheros over him (and their sister probably) He might have gone down the path of evil as a way to vent out his frustrations.
Discuss.
I’m exposing myself hardcore, this isn’t even the worst of it, I tell you!
Got a playlist for Betrayus now :)
Just putting it out there again, might change the picture, dunno. Anyway enjoy :)
Ur welcome! Honestly I didn’t think it would get as much love as quickly lol
Got a playlist for Betrayus now :)
Just putting it out there again, might change the picture, dunno. Anyway enjoy :)
What Betrayus thinks of his mother lol
Honestly I want a animatic where Betrayus confronts his mother in the underworld and actually has the guts and courage to tell her how much of a bad and shitty mother she’s been over the years to him, the glitchy/radio parts would be his younger self’s and he would use his powers to “torment” his mother and remind her stuff that she doesn’t want to remember :)
Regained Throne AU
Pac-man and the Ghostly Adventures AU
Betrayus
It started out as a normal scheme to takeover the Temple of Slime, but it quickly escalated and changed into trying to find the Temple of Death. His ghosts managed to get some old tablets from different Temples, even the Temple of Mystery which was right under his castle the entire time, not like they would’ve figured out the floor was hollow since they don’t have any legs. During a recent attack, he stole the tablets that the Pac-Man got to first from the other Temples, Sir C had already translated them but it couldn’t hurt to steal things every now and then. When he was excavating the Temple of Mystery a little more, had to extend the basement somewhere, he and his minion came across a secret room where different tablets and jewels lied. There were even a few weapons believe it or not, or at least that’s what it looked like, the weapons were all rusted and looked like could crumble to dust on a moments touch. But the room went deeper, the rest of his minions, even the bumbling brothers were distracted by fighting and the jewels, he would have too if something else wasn’t calling him deeper. While his minions were fighting over the riches he wandered into a crown room, it was in the core of a hotter lava than the Netherworlds, even the Fire Ghosts and himself might’ve broken a sweat in here. Strangely, the lava was fading into different colors, bright yellows, dim oranges, crimson reds, and mystic purples. And on top there was a pedestal with a crown on it, it had a small grey, eye shaped gem in the middle of it, the crown itself was made out of mixed Netherworld metals. Betrayus couldn’t help himself but to float to it, he always liked having a crown on his head after all…
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Regained Throne AU
Pac-man and the Ghostly Adventures AU
Betrayus
It started out as a normal scheme to takeover the Temple of Slime, but it quickly escalated and changed into trying to find the Temple of Death. His ghosts managed to get some old tablets from different Temples, even the Temple of Mystery which was right under his castle the entire time, not like they would’ve figured out the floor was hollow since they don’t have any legs. During a recent attack, he stole the tablets that the Pac-Man got to first from the other Temples, Sir C had already translated them but it couldn’t hurt to steal things every now and then. When he was excavating the Temple of Mystery a little more, had to extend the basement somewhere, he and his minion came across a secret room where different tablets and jewels lied. There were even a few weapons believe it or not, or at least that’s what it looked like, the weapons were all rusted and looked like could crumble to dust on a moments touch. But the room went deeper, the rest of his minions, even the bumbling brothers were distracted by fighting and the jewels, he would have too if something else wasn’t calling him deeper. While his minions were fighting over the riches he wandered into a crown room, it was in the core of a hotter lava than the Netherworlds, even the Fire Ghosts and himself might’ve broken a sweat in here. Strangely, the lava was fading into different colors, bright yellows, dim oranges, crimson reds, and mystic purples. And on top there was a pedestal with a crown on it, it had a small grey, eye shaped gem in the middle of it, the crown itself was made out of mixed Netherworld metals. Betrayus couldn’t help himself but to float to it, he always liked having a crown on his head after all…
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T.N. || Are we bad for that?
Summary: Trapped in arranged relationships, you and Theo live a secret passion amid appearances and betrayals. While Draco, your boyfriend, pretends to fulfill his role to maintain appearances, Theodore fights against the jealousy and attraction he feels for you. With Camille, Nott's girlfriend, suspicious, each stealth encounter becomes a risk, threatening to expose a forbidden desire that challenges her responsibilities. Warnings: Mention of betrayals.
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His relationship with Draco Malfoy has always been a well-designed farce. Since the fourth year at Hogwarts, when your families decided that you would be the ideal couple, everyone's expectations began to dictate each movement. For the outside world, you were perfect together, but, deep down, you knew it was all a facade.
Draco was not the kind boyfriend everyone believed in. He had a cold and calculating way of treating everything and everyone, including you. And although he kept appearances, he did not deprive himself of other girls, always telling his achievements to Theodore Nott, a very close friend. Knowing these details only diminished the guilt you felt for getting involved with Theodore.
The connection between you and Theodore began in a subtle way, but grew quickly. It was not something you planned to change, on the contrary, there was an almost morbid excitement in keeping the relationship secret. Both knew that Draco and Camille, Theo's girlfriend, were not completely dedicated to their respective partners, but that didn't matter. You weren't worried about changing anything, just about keeping what you shared.
It was a winter night at the Malfoy mansion, during a dinner that brought together some of the most influential families in the wizarding world. The dining room was illuminated by floating candles, and the tables were filled with fine plates and crystal bowls. Draco, by his side, seemed more interested in talking to other boys, children of his father's close friends, who came from outside London especially for that night, than in paying attention to you. He rarely looked in your direction, and when he did, it was with an indifference that you had already gotten used to receiving.
Theodore was sitting on the other side of the table, next to Camille, who smiled politely at everyone. Your presence was a constant reminder of the complexity of that situation, but you simply didn't care. Camille was a good person, but her existence was irrelevant to you. The only thing that mattered was the look that Theodore threw in his direction from time to time, full of silent promises.
During a break between the dishes, you murmured some excuse to Draco and got up, walking towards the mansion's library. I knew Theodore would understand the signal and follow it soon after.
The Malfoy library was immense, full of rare books and curious objects, a place where few dared to enter alone.
You hid among the high shelves, your heart accelerated by anticipation. A few minutes later, he heard gentle steps approaching. Theodore appeared, his eyes shining with the same expectation you felt.
- That drug never seemed to end. - he murmured, with a mischievous smile.
- Believe me, it was worse for me. - you replied, allowing a smile to escape.
He got closer, and the world around him seemed to disappear. Theodore always had a way to make you forget everything, even if for a few moments. The proximity between you was inevitable, and before you could hesitate, you pulled him for a kiss, one that carried all the frustration and desire they had accumulated throughout dinner.
Theodore's hands were on his waist, pulling her closer, almost as if he needed you at that moment, while you let yourself be carried away by the moment. The library, usually a place of silence and reflection, was now a witness to a meeting full of secrets.
In the midst of the intensity of the kiss and the impulse that Theodore gave you to climb to a table nearby, his body bumped into a pile of books, causing some of them to fall to the ground with a deaf thuck. You laughed, the sound of your voices filling the empty space.
It was at that moment that they heard steps in the hallway. The two froze, and Theodore quickly walked away, trying to pull himself together. It was too late to hide the tracks, and when Camille appeared at the entrance of the library, her curious look turned into something more suspicious.
- Theo? - Camille called, looking around, trying to understand what was going on. - Is everything okay?
- Yes, dear. - He replied, with a forced smile, that he couldn't dissipate the tension in the air. - Are you okay?
You observed Camille, but without any concern or remorse, just an indifference that you were already used to feeling. Camille took a step forward, her eyes passing from Theodore to you. There was something in her eyes that suggested that she knew something was wrong, but she wasn't sure what. Maybe he had heard the laughter, maybe the sound of the falling books would have aroused his curiosity. Anyway, she didn't ask directly, she just threw a warning look at Theodore.
- We need to go back. Dinner should already be at the end. - she said, her voice slightly tense.
Theodore nodded, but before leaving, he threw one last look in his direction, trying not to show the discomfort he was beginning to feel. There was a resentment in Camille's voice that he chose to ignore.
When you finally returned to the dining room, Draco was once again involved in conversations, but this time, he noticed his approach. He briefly interrupted the conversation to cast a serious look in his direction.
- Where were you? - he asked, the tone slightly irritated.
- I went to get some air - you replied, without worrying about hiding the annoyance in your voice.
He narrowed his eyes, but didn't insist. Draco didn't really care about you, but he knew he was expected to act like a caring boyfriend, at least in front of others.
As dinner progressed, you realized that Draco began to approach you in a way that he rarely did. He touched his hand from time to time, leaning to whisper comments in his ear. His touch was not affectionate, but there was a certain physical intensity, an attraction that was not related to feelings, but to desire.
You realized that by maintaining these appearances and getting closer physically to Draco, you could instigate a more possessive reaction in Theodore. So, with every touch, with every whisper of him that made you smile, your mind wandered momentarily to Theodore, but just enough to allow himself to react to Draco convincingly. What you did was not just keep the appearances; it was a subtle game to measure the effect on Theodore.
Camille, sitting on the other side of the table, seemed increasingly attentive to her interactions with Draco. She watched more carefully, noticing every calculated gesture, every smile you forced next to Draco. She wondered if you were really happy, but when she saw how well you pretended, she concluded that even if you weren't, no one would notice.
When dinner finally came to an end, you got up next to Draco, still feeling his touch on your back, but it was Theodore who dominated his thoughts. Draco, indifferent, cast one last look in his direction, as if he were just ensuring that he fulfilled his role to maintain appearances and, perhaps, meet his father's expectations.
Camille, with a suspicious expression, approached Theodore, who seemed even more distant and angry.
- Theo, are you okay? - she asked, in a soft voice, but there was an evident concern in her tone.
Theodore kept his gaze fixed at a distant point, avoiding her eyes.
- I'm just a little tired. - he replied, his voice loaded with a restrained irritation.
Camille hesitated, noticing the tension in the air.
- We can spend the night together, if you want. Maybe this will help you relax - he suggested, trying to sound comforting.
Theodore finally looked at her, his eyes hard and impassive.
- No, Camille. I prefer to be alone. - he said, firmly, but not rudely.
She frowned, surprised and a little hurt by the rejection, but did not insist. He just nodded slowly, moving away from him with a dejected expression, while Theodore remained motionless, lost in his own tumultuous thoughts.
The next morning, Hogwarts was as usual: students rushed through the corridors, the first classes already in progress, and a characteristic cold of the castle hovered in the air. As you walked to your Spell class, you felt a firm hand pull your arm, dragging it into an empty corridor.
It was Theodore. Your face was tense, your eyes shining with a jealousy that you recognized immediately.
- What was that last night? - he asked, his voice low, but loaded with emotion.
You frowned, even though you knew exactly what he was talking about.
- What are you talking about, Theo?
He took a deep breath, struggling to maintain his composure.
- How Draco was touching you... As if he cared. - The words came out almost like an accusation. - Did anything else happen after I left?
You couldn't help but smile, even though you knew Theodore was genuinely bothered. There was something almost irresistible about seeing him envy, a feeling that gave him a strange sense of power.
- Theo, nothing happened... - you started, but the smile on your lips betrayed your words. He narrowed his eyes, clearly not convinced.
- I saw how he looked at you, how he touched you - Theodore insisted, his hand still holding his arm as if he needed this connection to anchor himself. - And you didn't seem bothered.
- Don't be ridiculous, Theodore. - His voice was slightly provocative as you leaned a little more towards him. - He's my boyfriend, what did you expect me to do?
The jealousy in Theodore's eyes did not disappear, but he seemed to relax a little with his answer.
- I just... I don't like to see you with him like that - he admitted, the voice now lower, almost a whisper.
- So don't look. - Your answer was almost playful, but there was an underlying seriousness in your words. - We still have a relationship...
Theodore opened his mouth to answer, but before he could say anything, you heard steps approaching. She was one of your friends, walking down the corridor towards you.
Quickly, Theodore let go of his arm and walked away, trying to disguise the tension between you. Your friend didn't seem to have noticed anything strange, but took a curious look at Theodore before turning her attention to you.
- We are late for the Spells class - the girl said with her voice indifferent.
You nodded, exchanging one last look with Theodore before following your friend down the hallway. Theodore stood still for a moment, watching you move away, his heart still racing by the conversation and the anger he was trying to suppress.
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Here's Ales Mantrayus or Lord Betrayus cosplaying as Ales Mansay the Dark Magician Teensie from Rayman Origins and Legends
Theory/headcanon (?) Betrayus is an albino and his mother dyed his hair so he doesn’t stand out too much
My old-ass Pmatga (?) oc, Parise, I made her when I was 11 lol
She’s like the henchmen of betrayus
Also I made these in school, I’ll go to bed now I bought a Squishmallow today, it’s big and soft and it was on sale
Betrayus (and Stratos) Art dump
I mean, you can't say it's inaccurate.
Original video isn't mine, but the poorly done edit is lol.
I think I trusted you too much
When you said you did come back when you left me
I thought you really meant that
So I waited longer and longer
Untill one day I realised that you never meant those words
That you never meant you cared for me
You never meant you loved me
And
You never meant you'd come back for me
If you just wanted to go away why did you make me feel loved
You were my best friend
Even if you didn't see me as one
I loved you even if you didn't
I cared for you even if you didnt
I meant the words even if you didn't
I waited for you even if you didn't mean to come back to me
I think I trusted you too much~♡
I really like this drawing
Man, I really enjoyed this goofy ghost lord-
I used to watch it as a kid, this guy is my fav childhood character. Soon I grew up, and yet still my fav.
So, umm... anyone wanna save this pic?-
