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kaechu1 · 4 months ago

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thank you for the request pooks and sorry if it isn't as good...

Telemachus x circe's nymphs! reader

pt1 pt2(still working)

author note: i kinda like the idea so i might make other hc or scenario with this idea...

note:don't worry there will be part two of this and even part 3 if y'all lucky enough to get 3 chapters out of me.

warning:non just Telemachus being a cutie.

credit: art by gigi

y/n was one of circe nymphs, but unlike her most of sisters she was more hyper. she couldn't sit down without doing anything for more than few seconds before she start moving again causing chaos or playing games with her sisters or circe's lions.

her sisters and circe are long time used to this, they know how much energy she had so they never really question anything, she never really brings any real danger or harm to herself or to them so why stopping her from having fun?

one of [y/n] favorite activity was wondering around the island collecting plants or playing with animals there, circe allowed her but as long as she doesn't get far from the palace. i mean after all, they were the only one on this Island.

or so they thought.

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one day [y/n] was doing her normal activities around the island, but making sure she isn't far for the palace. she was making flower crown as she was talking with one of the weird creature she fine while wandering.

but then she started hearing sounds coming from the trees, it didn't sound like an animal doing, however there was way bigger than those small creatures to cause this much of noise.

but before she can make any move or even think about what to do, some appears from behind the trees.

a man.

the man didn't seem to notice her existing at first but after making his way through all the trees and brushing off leaves from his hair they finally locked eyes.

they stare at each other for a few seconds before [y/n] lower her eyes as she sees his hand holding a sword.

the man noticed where her eyes were going and how she started stepping away a little, then as he realized he put his sword back in its Scabbard as he raised his hands to show her that he's harmless.

"i came in peace."

said with his soft voice but that didn't fool [y/n]. circe have told her alot about the men she meet and how they only act kind at first to fool them and take everything, so she didn't let her guards down.

"i don't mean any harm, I'm Telemachus. me and my crew are just staying here for a while."

that only made [y/n] raise her eyebrow. stay here? oh there's no way they're only here for this, there must be something. she might seem naive but she's not stupid.

"what's your name?"

Telemachus tries to talk again, his voice seems softer than before, he didn't look scared or like he could cause any danger, he seemed quite... charming? she couldn't lie to herself, he IS charming.

"[y/n]." she finally said before relaxing a little as she look at the man infornt of her with the same "I don't trust you" look , as if she question his whole existing.

"what are you doing here... alone?" He asks as he starts to step a little close thinking he finally got the nymph's trust, but before he could take any other steps [y/n] throw the flower crown she was making at his face.

"don't come any closer, and this is my island. what are you doing here alone" she said as she steps back, the animal she was talking with was clinging to her leg now, scared.

"hey hey, no need to be afraid. i swear im not gonna cause any harm" says Telemachus as he catches the flower crown that hit his face. "my crew is at that beach, i told them to wait while i go explore the island. and wow what beautiful crown you made." says Telemachus softly as he hold the flower crown before putting it on his head.

the nymph looks at him with confusion, why isn't he scared, isn't he afraid that i might harm him? and why is he acting so nice and gentle, is he really a good person or is he just stupid?

"yea i was making that before you came and interrupted me" said [y/n] before thinking as she relax a little. maybe he isn't dangerous? maybe she should let her guards down for now.

"well, excuse me then. i was only searching for anything to eat. do you know anything or anywhere where we could find food?"

[y/n] think for moment, she could take him to circe, but no! what if she got them all in danger because of this? he's still a stranger. she can't lead someone she doesn't know to her home... to her sisters... to her mom? mother figure circe let's go.

"no" she said firmly as she looked at him, "i think you should leave because there's nothing for you in here"

Telemachus only sighs before start to talk again "well thanks, i guess" he sounds disappointed. which moves something inside of [y/n], pity? maybe. but deep inside she felt bad.

he turned to go back from where he came from, before [y/n] stops him. "wait!" she said a bit loudly as Telemachus stopped as he turned to look at her.

"Is there anything you want from me?" he said as he smiled a little at the nymph who was still standing in the same spot.

something about the way he smiles at her makes [y/n]'s heart beat faster, as her cheeks turn pink. why she's feeling like this? what is he doing to her.

the nymph finally comes back to reality as go back to where she was sitting before as she takes one of the fruits she was collecting before throwing it at him.

"take this and go away" she said as she couldn't take the fleeting he's causing her to feel, she collects her stuff quickly before running away not even giving Telemachus a chance to realize what's happening.

[y/n] was walking back to the palace as she makes sure no one follows her. and as she came back she saw circe standing at the entrance looking around and then her eyes spots her.

"[y/n]! where have you been? you took longer than usual i thought something bad happened to you." saud circe as she put her arms on the nymph shoulder as she started checking her making sure she didn't get any hurt.

"I'm fine... sorry that I stayed out for too long i.." [y/n] stops a little thinking If she should tell circe about what happened.. circe have always took care of her and her sisters.. she can't lie to her, even if she tries..

"what's wrong dear?" Circe asks as she starts taking her nymph inside the palace walking her to where the other nymph was. before they reach to the other [y/n] stop circe.

"i.. I've met someone...a sailor" her voice whispered as if she only wanted circe to hear that.

"what?? did he do something to you? what happened tell me?" circe says a little bit of worry, not to herself but to her nymphs. they're all like her daughters after all, she'll protect them at all costs. see what i did here??

"no no! he did nothing.. he was kinda and... beautiful.. " [y/n] whisper the last part to herself, but who's she's fooling? she talking to circe.

"beautiful? and what does a sailor do here anyway?" Circe asks as she looks at her nymph as if she is holding all the answers. which she is.

"he says he's here with his crew for food,i told him there was nothing here for them but then i felt bad and gave him a fruit"

"you shouldn't have done that!? he could be dangerous, you should have come to me immediately.." circe says as she pinches her nose bridge before releasing a deep sigh.

"he didn't seem dangerous and he says he won't cause any danger, I'm sorry" says [y/n] as she look down. "no it's fine, im not mad at you okay? you're safe and that's all that matters to me. here let's bring you back to your sisters okay?" she said as she smiled at her as she started leading her to where the rest of the nymphs was.

[y/n] smile , as she walking with circe. she's happy that she didn't need to lie to her, how can she after everything, circe will always make sure she's safe, her and her sisters.

Telemachus was walking through the forest as he was still holding the fruit the nymph gave him. she said there's nothing in here to eat, then how did she get this? why did lie to him? he made sure to not seem dangerous and offered peace, could she be protecting something?

all these thoughts run through his head as he looks at the fruit in his hand, he isn't sure of anything. but if there's something he's sure about is that she's the most beautiful nymph he has ever seen- no, the most beautiful woman he ever seen...

the way the sun kisses her skin... and the way her hair shines.. her beautiful eyes and soft cheeks.. her pink lips.. he Wonder how would they fee- NO!! what was he thinking??

she's a nymph and he's the prince itcha! for god's sake what is he thinking? he should probably go back to his crew and inform them, of course he won't tell them about her. but if she gave him this fruit, that means there's more on this Island.

note:writing this was so much fun y'all, i literally finished it in one go. anyway i Hope y'all like it and if there any issues with it please do say and I'll try to fix them💗💗

taglist:@pompeiiiiiisaidso this for you so<3

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circeyoru · 7 months ago

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Love Trial = Requested

[Sung Jinwoo x High School Ex-Lover!Reader]

The Requests ― Part 1 (here) ― Part 2 — Part 3 ― Part 4 ― Part 5

Sung Jinwoo. The Hunter who was praised for his bravery and selflessness, the Hunter who was the embodiment of Cinderella, and the Hunter who was hailed as a hero no matter where he went and how he acted. All because he acted for the good of the people around him, be it former foes or strangers in another country, he protected all. He was humanity’s strongest shield and sword against the dangers of the monsters within the vile Gates.

Yet to you, his shining image was clouded with the shadows that surrounded him. In your memory of him, one stood out more than the rest, more than the good deeds he’s done, more than the joyous memories you made with him.

“I’m sorry. Let’s break up.”

His words pierced your heart and body like no other. The shield you held over your heart was long gone and the walls you built around you long crumbled, all because of the knight in front of you. You can’t say you didn’t expect it, you have and mentally prepared yourself, still… It hurts oh so much.

“I understand. I wish you happiness, Hunter Sung. May your days be nothing of smiles and content.”

And you turned and left to hide your tears. Even knowing that Jinwoo would one day leave you because he was stronger now and would have more and better choices, you craved—clung—to the fantasy that he wouldn’t leave you behind after everything that you’ve done for him. You drank till your body couldn’t handle and your bartender friend called in your reliable friend from back in your college days. You cried in his chest. Why? Why weren’t you a Hunter as well? You could have done more! More for your dearest lover! Maybe then, you wouldn’t be abandoned.

That night was agonizing to live through. It was the worst day of your life. Perhaps, you were in love with the idea of love. You and Jinwoo did fall for the other over some silly comment and gossip from your classmates, then you started seeing the other differently. You two thought they were right and loved each other like actual lovers. How immature of you. Look what that led you?

It took some time, but you recovered with the help of your college friend. He helped more than you could ever thank him for. If he weren’t such a workaholic or that heated up then maybe your heart could have been swayed. Still, you knew for a fact; that you couldn’t—wouldn’t—be in another relationship any time soon.

When the world appeared to be coming to an end, you stared out your apartment window and sighed. Jinwoo must be saying his final farewells to his loved ones; his mother, his younger sister, that brother of a Hunter Jinho, and his new lover Cha Hae-In. It didn’t ache as much now than before when you thought about their official relationship and Jinwoo moving on so quickly while you took your time recovering. Now, you were fine with the time you had for yourself.

Your phone rang and you picked it up without a thought, a voice spoke from the other end. “World’s ending, thought I should check up on you.”

“How nice of you.” You chuckled from your end and retreated back into your apartment and away from the window, “Aren’t you busy with your guild affairs to call me?”

“I can still rest, can’t I? Here I was being nice and now I’m scolded.” You hummed, knowing the man from the other end heard it loud and clear. There was a pause before he continued, “Any regrets? Might as well say it since the world is ending.”

“Why should I tell you?” You meant it as a tease since you two have been close and shared a lot with each other. Way more that people could have confused you two as lovers at some point.

“Think of it as a goal for your next life. I wish we had our silly friendship and that there were no more beasts to fight off so I could work.”

You remained silent for a while. What would you wish for? What was your regret? You glanced over to a corner, you know it was because of the lighting that there was a shadow, but you couldn’t help but be reminded of a certain someone. Your lips moved while your eyes were glued to the shadow, speaking your mind, “I regret having let down my guard for him. I wish… I never met him.”

Whether it was the heavens taking pity on you or cursing you, you can’t tell. The moment you woke up, you were back home and alive. The only difference was that you have shrunk. No. That’s too light of a term. To be more specific, you have turned back to a child. It made no sense whatsoever that it was a dream. A dream too realistic since you could feel the clothes covering your body and the wind against your skin, even smell the familiar cooking of your parents. Not to mention, eat it!

You accepted it as reality when a week passed and nothing changed. You figured that you were reliving your life due to regrets. Or maybe a lot of people had regrets so everyone is reliving their lives right now. Yet you were the only one who seemed to have remembered anything about Hunters and Gates. Well, the moment you realized that, you shut up and said it was all a dream to anyone you asked, a child’s fantasy is wild after all, so none was the wiser.

First things first, though, you had to avoid being in the same high school as Jinwoo. Easy enough as you had another school that was much closer to your apartment now. It was so easy for you to change your future since you were the only one that know what would happen. Cha Hae-In is Jinwoo’s fated lover, so at some point, they’d meet each other and fall in love. No surprise, but you want to be away from that drama.

“Dear! Can you get the door for me?” Your mother’s shout brought you out of your musical trance.

“Yes, mom!” You placed your violin down and hopped onto the couch. Your footsteps pitter-patter through the floor. You reached the door and opened it, knowing the metal fence as the outer door was closed to protect you in case of an attempt at breaking and entering. “Who is it—?!”

The bright red hair and the matching red eyes, you recognize them anywhere. The boy in front of his parents smiled with his head bowed to give his greetings. “Hello! I’m Choi Jong-In, your new neighbour. I’ll be studying at XXXX Middle School if you want,” His closed-eyes smile softened as his eyelids opened again to meet your shocked gaze. “We can walk to school together.”

Words seemed to have been sucked out of your mouth as you stared at the boy. Your parents had come to the door and welcomed the boy inside while you were still in a daze. In the past, you had never met Jong-In this early; you met him when you two were in college and Jinwoo in high school. Perhaps because you avoided meeting Jinwoo, now you met Jong-In. Well, you can’t complain. It was a good change.

“What a coincidence! We go to the same school.” You smiled back and introduced yourself. He repeated your name, and a wave of nostalgia washed over you. And so started your friendship with your former best friend from your past life.

As time passed, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned to years. There were no such things as Gates or Hunters or even mana. Everything was just perfectly normal, just as you pleased. You momentarily looked up from your phone at the cluster of people before you stared up into the sky. Your eyes widened as you caught sight of what appeared to be a Gate in the sky. Even after a few moments, nothing happened, and no Hunters were awakened. You couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

You passed by an ice cream shop and wondered if you should grab a cup of ice cream while waiting for your friends. Your attention was taken away when your phone buzzed and you looked down once more to see what the notification was about. Ah, your friend’s here.

You walked away from the shop and entered the crowd, entirely missing the boy who rushed out of his seat from the window table and tried to catch you. You heard your name being called out, and you went in that direction, finding the redhead waving his hands in your direction. You chuckled and went over to him. “Hey.”

“Hey to you too, let’s get out of here. It’s so crowded.” Jong-In placed his arm around your shoulders and led you away from the crowd.

When you look back up at the sky, nothing happens, and the crowd starts to disperse. As you and Jong-In chatted up a storm, ignoring the chatter around you two, you also didn’t notice how the boy had stared at you longingly with guilt and envy in his eyes while the shadows around him twisted and swirled, reflecting his conflicting emotions.

“Have you heard? That running star, Sung Jinwoo, is going to this college too!”

“I heard! I also heard he’s still single too!”

“You think I got a chance with him?”

“No way. I heard he’s a heartbreaker! Even Cha Hae-In’s no match for him.”

“Aw… That’s crazy.”

You stood up and moved to another seating area with a deadpan emotion. After finding a good seat, you sat down and returned to whatever you were doing on your phone. Up until now, you had been able to predict what happened since that was the point in time that Jinwoo went to become a Hunter. Basically, since high school, you were on your own. You managed just fine because the moment you weren’t in the same school as Jinwoo, it was the same as you never having to meet each other. Even better as it saved you from heartache and unnecessary emotions.

Still. You were beyond confused as to why Jinwoo wasn’t together with Cha Hae-In when they were so lovey-dovey in your previous life. There’s no way you heard it right. Gossip is just that, gossip. It’s never true, and even if some parts are, the majority of them are twisted to match whatever the listener and speaker want to hear or know.

The students in the lecture hall suddenly squealed as they all whispered about the newest student who came in. You glanced up and huffed with a smirk, watching with a teasing look at Jong-In, who was called by men and ladies alike. He was popular, after all. He came to your seat and gave you that gentlemanly smile, “Come on, you free to go now?”

“Geez, not sure. I feel like sitting a bit longer.” You taunted shamelessly.

You watched as his eye twitched and his smile widened dangerously. “Don’t be such a tease. You know we’ll be late for lunch.”

“Lunch is a whole few hours long; we can afford to be late for a few… say… 30 minutes or so?”

At your words, Jong-In immediately started packing your belongings for you, strapping your bag over his shoulders, then pulling you out of your seat and dragging you out of the hall. People all cooed in your direction, some even whistled.

You let him do so until you two were in a more secluded hallway when you spoke up. “You know I was just teasing. Who told you to be so popular?”

“And here I thought having you around me would ward off people…” Jong-In sighed, finally letting you go of your hand. “Sorry for being rough.”

“It’s no big deal.” You shrugged and took back your bag. “So, the confessions are still sky high?”

“Not sky high, but still a number of them.” Jong-In fixed his glasses, raking his hair with his fingers, “Seriously, I just want to focus on my studies and get started on my work!”

You and Jong-In have been close and the best of friends, in the past and current life. In both lives, he was basically married to work, or study at the moment. Jong-In had no want for romance, and you avoided the whole romance thing, so both of you came to the agreement of being a fake couple to ward off other people. Since you two were close enough to do what couples do without feeling romantically attracted to the other, well, nothing like kissing but hand-holding and hugging was acceptable.

Jong-In looked over to you, who was still very much unaffected and chill about everything. The winds seemed to pick up when his words escaped his lips. “What will you do if Sung Jinwoo finds you when I’m not around?”

Your eyes darted to his before you blinked and looked out the window, “I doubt it. Let’s just say I have a strong feeling that he’s making a mistake if he does come to me.” You smiled at Jong-In while your eyes seemed devoid of light. “I’ll just direct him to the right one.” You blinked and, like a switch, returned to normal. “Why the sudden question?”

A finger of his pointed behind you, “Because he’s coming in this direction and I don’t think it’s a coincidence.”

Note: First part out! This request has been sitting in my inbox for a while, sorry it took so long. As you could tell, I had other stories and stuff to do. But it's out! Thoughts, everyone?

Circe Y.

My Works: MASTERLIST

#Circe's Nighty Writings #Solo Leveling #Only I Can Level Up #solo leveling x reader #solo leveling jinwoo #sung jin woo x reader #sung jinwoo x reader #sung jinwoo #sung jinwoo x you #jinwoo #Love Trial

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randomfandomworks · 2 months ago

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“I look into your eyes and I think back to the son of mine, you’re as old as he was when I left for war…”

Odysseus can’t help but smile as he gazes down to the baby boy cradled in his arms.

He’d spent years trying to get home, trying to see his family again. It had never occurred to him that his family may have grown in his absence.

His son, his boy, Telemachus, had grown into a wonderful man. More than that, a wonderful husband and father.

Odysseus had learned quickly about you, his sons betrothed, as he settled in back home.

He watched as his son reminded him of himself, hopelessly in love and devoted to his wife. A proud feeling swelling in his chest as he reminisced and caught the softness of his son's eyes on you.

His pride only grows as he watches his son become a father. A little baby boy that reminds Odysseus so much of the one he left behind all those years ago.

Odysseus watches his son hold his own boy, watches as he shares his immeasurable joy with you, listens as Penelope tells their grandson stories, and imagines what it must have been like after he’d gone.

Baby Telemachus being rocked to sleep with stories of adventures filling his head, growing and only knowing his father as myth, finding you and falling deeply into love just as his father before him had.

Now Odysseus’s grandson rests in the nursery where his son once laid. Now a grandfather, Odysseus rocks the boy to sleep the same way he had so few times with his own son.

And as he lays him in his crib to rest he’s grateful to not miss this. To be here to watch his son be a part of all the things he couldn’t.

For Telemachus to experience all the firsts with his boy that Odysseus missed with him.

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taiyouhimerich · 3 months ago

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Odysseus first encounter with his future wife🩷

cr by: taiyouhime

tw: just pretty fluff, and only my hcs of this young sweet tooth nightmare (bcz hes so sweet i cant)

YoungKing!Odysseus who has really hard time after he inherited his throne while being very young and obviously so inexperienced in terms of ruling Ithaca even though his father prepared him for this and Athena was still helping him a lot with some of her advice.

YoungKing!Odysseus who keeps being told by all of the councillor that he has to find a proper girl to marry and the future queen of his to rule, and he’s really nervous about it because he’s told every young king in Greece are wooing Helen of Sparta so he’s now full spread ahead to Tyndareus’ kingdom.

YoungKing!Odysseus who has spent several hours at the most boooooring dinner surrounded by all the kings from all over Greece, and he turns out to be the youngest of them all! Like he’s only seventeen and everyone else are at their early twenties at least! And even though he proves himself as mature enough to participate, as great hunter and as cunning dealer, they still call him small and keep dangling his age in front of him!

YoungKing!Odysseus who stomps over the paths through the garden of Tyndareus’ palace into its depths, fuming about another discussion where his, his great and clever words are followed by complementing his intelligence and then goes some “not so bad for youngster” kind of stuff. King of Sparta is not even looking at him while the discussion is about what should be the way of choosing who gets Helen’s hand in marriage, isn’t he worth enough of at least being spoken to only because of his age? He’s the king, he’s a good athlete, he’s intelligent, he’s mature, he’s not worse than any of the other kings, he’s—!

The soft laughter in a distance interrupts his thoughts.

YoungKing!Odysseus who follows the source of this sound just from… curiosity maybe or wanting to leave this nasty feeling behind. He gets to the edge of the garden, reaching a beautiful olive grove. And he sees her, a girl, a very beautiful girl, with her hair done prettily that have wind playing with her locks, surrounded by a group of maids, considering their simple dresses. And then she looks around and meets his eyes and—

Okay. Maybe he’s not mature. Like not at all, because he can tell his face is blushing and his knees are trembling and he feels so little right now because she waves at him with this pretty smile and his heart is beating harder then after training Athena gives him and, and—

He can’t remember what was in between this and him standing in his room at palace of Sparta. YoungKing!Odysseus feels so stupid and weak while he keeps banging his head against his door because heaven strike him he just ran away! He just saw the prettiest girl in his life smiling at him and it was enough to make him flee like a coward!

He used to make fun of Eurylochus’ feelings for his sister, finding it absolutely silly how a strong, hard, bulky warrior can fall in love with a princess at one sight, but now, now YoungKing!Odysseus is sorry for all those words and wants to take all of them back because otherwise he is now blushing like a maiden caught bathing just over some kind of pretty girl who just hardly looked at him once as well….

YoungKing!Odysseus, who gets to embarrass himself even more when she and her father Icarius are attending the next dinner with other kings almost accidentally, and she recognises him and she waves at him again and he can swear she’s giggling and he just wants to run away again and—

But then she leans to Tyndareus to kiss his cheek and says goodbye to her dear uncle, and this is how it hits YoungKing!Odysseus. That she’s a princess and she’s suitable for the councillors of Ithaca to accept her as their future queen and most of all.

He now knows he wants to marry only her.

i gonna make several parts of this im still giggling hehehhee

#epic the troy saga #epic the ithaca saga #epic the vengeance saga #epic the wisdom saga #epic odysseus #epic the musical #epic the thunder saga #epic the circe saga #odypen #odysseus #odysseus of ithaca #young odysseus #young odypen #odysseus x reader #taiyouhime #jorge rivera herrans

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peachyprophets-blog · 5 months ago

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hey! Is it possible you could make part four of the story? I wanna see where it goes and I'm hanging on the edge of my seal lol. But if your busy it's fine or if it's discontinued sorry lol. Just wondering

DROWNED LOVE, LET ME SEE YOU AGAIN...

Various! Yandere/Obsessed! EPIC Characters x Reader

Content Warning: Yandere themes, Odysseus' obsession with you grows stronger, mention of themes

Description: While Odysseus meets the prophet Tiresias in the he learns about his future, but what about you? He has no answer to that (or does he not want to give an answer?). Meanwhile, Hermes visits Circe who wants to find out more about you, so Hermes decides to take you to Circe when Apollo, Athena or one of the other gods isn't looking and then things start to get different…

Part 4: Whispers of the dead and other ways of persuasion

A/N: here is the next part :3 I'm so sorry that none came, I'm currently in training and in exam phase, I try to upload at least one part every weekend. I am so grateful that you like this series (maybe I'm planning one-shots from other fandoms)

PREV / Part 5

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Odysseus POV:

The air is cold, voices echo from every corner and I have the oppressive feeling in my chest that I can no longer escape from here, from the underworld. Circe sent me and my men here, a prophet who can help us get back home. But I don't want to go home until I find (Y/N), I need her by my side. The souls of my deceased comrades are tugging at me, I can't stop thinking about the past events. A short time later I hear a familiar voice, but it can't be, "Mother?" I ask quietly as I see my mother's slightly glowing soul on the other side. "I'm waiting... Odysseus... (Y/N) when are you coming home?" her voice sang, I didn't know what to say or how to react. My mother and loved ones have died, what should I do? I said goodbye to my mother quietly and prayed to the gods that I would find (Y/N) here, but it was in vain, where was she? She must be here somewhere if Poseidon really killed her back then. (Y/N), where are you... I'm waiting..

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

While Odysseus let his gaze wander towards you, they arrived at the prophet, but what Odysseus said was not what he expected. The prophet who went by the name "Tiresias" spoke his prophecy without mentioning you in any of his syllables, like a secret that no one should guess. "I see a song of past love, I see the sacrifices of men, I see depictions of betrayal and a brother's last stand. I see you on the brink of death, I see you taking your last breath, I see a man coming home alive, but it's no longer you." Those were the words of the prophet Odysseus was shocked but his question about how you are, where you are and what your future looks like, are he and Penelope still a part of it, continues to circle around in his head but Tiresias apparently has no answer to that. The only thing he answers is "Your future is dark." After Odysseus was on his way out of the underworld, a slight glow appeared around the prophet, he had successfully completed the task of not telling Odysseus about your future, he can now also see your future without having to see Odysseus in it like a stain that tarnishes a beautiful painting.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Meanwhile, you are sitting in one of the magnificent gardens on Olympus, surrounded by every imaginable kind of flower, they shine in their full splendor and even glow a little. It is rare that you are alone at the moment, as you are usually always accompanied by a god or goddess. But right now you are completely alone, listening to the trees rustling in the wind in the garden, the quiet conversations of the nymphs and the twittering of the birds. While you are completely alone in this quiet moment, you don't know what Hermes is planning.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Hermes POV

I visited a good friend of mine again, Circe. The sorceress saw me and looked annoyed, to which I just laughed quietly. "What's that face for, my love!" I called out in a good mood. After she told me what had happened, I had to laugh quietly and shrugged my shoulders. "It was funny," I answered skillfully. But then her expression changed. "Tell me more about her." I knew what she meant and I'll be honest, I told her everything about her. We decided that I would bring her with me. I was aware that I had a challenge to get past the other gods. But please, I stole my brother's cows when I was a baby. I knew that our dear (Y/N) was alone at the moment, so why don't I take her on a trip to Circe Dawling.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Protected by the warm sun, you were still sitting alone in the garden until you felt a gust of wind. When you opened your eyes, Hermes was standing in front of you with a broad grin. "Lord Hermes?" you asked the god, but you couldn't say anything else. The god lifted you up in his arms and with a grin he said, "We're going on a trip now, Dawling." And before you could process it, you felt the wind blowing through your hair as Hermes ran off at his inhuman speed. In less than a few minutes you were already on a beautiful island, and in the middle of it stood a magnificent palace. The palace was not like the one on Olympus, but the palace was perfect for a goddess. When Hermes let you down, you felt the soft grass and the gentle wind. When you turned your gaze in the direction of the palace, you saw two white lions approaching you, but when you wanted to back away, he held you with a gentle grip, "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you." The lions sniffed you curiously and led you towards the palace.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Reader POV:

I don't know how I got into this situation, I was just on Olympus and now I'm standing between the messengers of the gods Hermes and the sorceress Circe. Circe's fingers gently stroked my skin and her voice was soft and she cast a spell over me. "Don't be afraid, my love, you'll really like it here, I just hope Hermes was gentle with you too." These words penetrated deep into my heart, she seemed to be worried about me. At least that's what I thought, her eyes were full of affection. "Hermes has already told me so much about you, I just had to see you in person," she whispered softly to me. "And I must say, you are even more lovely than Hermes described you." I blushed at her words, these words touched my heart and spread a warm feeling. "Thank you Lady Circe..." I managed to say. I flinched when I felt Hermes' hand on my hip. I took a step forward out of reflex and felt Circe's arms wrap around me. "Hermes, not so rough, it could break." She warned the god and gently stroked my hip and whispered in my ear in a seductive tone, "Don't worry, my little flower, I'll make sure you're okay here." I felt the heat spread across my face, my vision began to change. Circe looked so beautiful and Hermes' proximity put me in a state that was hard to explain.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

As you stood between the two of them, you felt a pair of lips sliding over your shoulders. A slight shiver ran down your spine. "If it's too much, tell us, little flower." Circe's voice rang out before she lifted your chin with her fingers. You nodded in agreement, a slight gasp escaped you as Hermes began to kiss your neck. "Don't worry, my little flower, I'll make sure it's the best for you," Circe assured you with a gentle smile before you felt her lips on yours, her kiss was gentle and tasted sweet like honey...

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Peachyprophet

#epic odysseus #epic the ithaca saga #epic the musical #epic the musical x reader #epic x reader #odysseus x reader #poseidon #poseidon x reader #greek mythology x reader #yandere greek gods #yandere hermes #hermes x reader #hermes x you #circe x reader #yandere epic x reader #yandere circe

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epicpals · 1 month ago

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Circe: Hey, love. Want me to do a tarot reading for you?

Y/N: Uh sure...

Circe: *lays cards down* Alright. This one tells me you're a precious angel. This one says your smile is heavenly, and-

Y/N: Honey, these are just pictures of me

#epic the musical #epic #circe #epic circe #circe epic #epic the musical circe #circe x reader #circe x y/n #circe x you #epic incorrect quotes #epic the musical incorrect quotes

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uselessmoonlight · 5 months ago

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Imagine: you disguised yourself as a man on Odysseus' ship.

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Content specs:

Hermes x reader, Circe x reader, entrapment?, kidnapping?, Hermes being a little shit, she/her pronouns, female reader, the word darling is abused, Eurylochus is an asshole.

I definitely wasn't inspired by Mulan...

Check the reblogs for a short continuation.

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You wanted to fight, you were strong, trained, strategic, and your father? He was well past his glory days. You could not, in your right mind, allow him to fight in this war, and you hadn't. For more than 10 years you'd kept your gender hidden as you fought bravely against the Trojans.

You kept a low profile, not wanting to catch any unwanted attention, you followed orders, you were ruthless on the battle field. In short you were the perfect soldier.

Then came the journey home. 10 years of war had wore you down, but you prevailed. Even when faced with the God of tides you were able to keep your identity hidden, but then came different circumstances.

You'd not gone with Eurylochus to scout out the island, having a few things to do on deck. Polites' death had left you with more tasks to complete, he used to be the one to keep track of the supplies. You missed him. You'd lost a friend and gained a shit ton of work on top of your own, one of which weighed heavier than the other.

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Having completed your work, you left the ship. The crew had docked at a beautiful island, it felt surprisingly serene. Your captain was only a few paces away, but clearly needed some space. The loss of the fleet weighed heavy on you, you couldn't imagine what he felt as their captain and king.

A flushed Eurylochus caught your attention. Odysseus questioned him and the answer of his state filled you with a strange sense of hope.

A woman.

You'd been at war, at sea, woth men who were not very respectful. You'd seen the atrocities done to the people who shared your gender, and had nit been able to do anything about it. But most of those men had been lost to the tides, the soldiers on Odysseus' ship were more respectful. Mainly because the captain's love for the queen allowed no room for misogyny, not on his ship.

"Not to insert myself, or speak ill of your plan, but perhaps I could speak to the witch." You interrupted their discussion.

"And what could you do to the witch, that the captain could not?" Eurylochus replied, accusingly. But the captain held up his hand, stopping the second in command from speaking any more.

"I believe she'd be more willing to hear out another woman."

"And what do you suggest we do? Dress up? Wait for one to magically fall out of the sky?"

"Shush, Eurylochus, let him speak." The captain intervened again.

"I am a woman. I'm surprised it took this long for my secret to be discovered." You state.

Odysseus smiled. "Polites was aware. He came to me about it. Concerned for your wellbeing if one of the crew members were to find out."

Your heart swelled and broke at the same time. Your greatest friend had kept the secret you weren't even aware he knew of. And so had your captain.

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Your captain insisted on escorting you to the palace, ready to step in if you needed him to. But an unexpected presence stopped the both of you in your tracks.

Hermes. A God you'd prayed to for safe travels, a God who'd heeded your prayers, a God who was here, in the flesh, offering a deal.

He'd help you, but dealing with Gods always came with a price. One you'd only find out if you won. How selfless.

"In the root of this flower, lies the power to take her on. Once you digest it, you'll be able to manifest a being of your creation, if you're creative enough. It'll only exist until the fight is over." The God explained. "Open up, darling, no time to waste." He said, putting his hand under her chin.

He placed the flower in her mouth and pressed it closed, swiping his thumb over her lower lip. "Chop chop, you haven't got all day." He said, giving her a lopsided smirk.

"Lady of the palace, sorry that I ask this..."

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The fight had gone in her favour, as had the negotiation. That was until Circe asked her: "Why would you risk your life to save these men?"

"I risk my life, not for these men, but for my captain who would not leave without them, and who has a wife and son waiting for him to return. There's nothing in this world that he wants more than the company of his beloved. I risk my life for my fallen comrades, one in particular, who's lives I do not want to end in vain. If they cannot return, they must do so for them. I risk my life, as I've nothing left to return to and I would welcome death with open arms. So I beg you, Circe, let these men free."

"I will let those men free, and I offer one thing more. Stay. You've nothing to return to, so why suffer trying to get to a home that's no longer yours. Why suffer the wrath of Poseidon for a wrongdoing not of your own? Stay with me and my nymphs, we will treat you well. You'll no longer have to fear a man's selfishness."

"No can do little witch, she's made a deal with me. Isn't that right, darling." A familiar, but unexpected voice interrupted.

"Hermes, so you're the one who aided her? I should've known." Circe mused. "Very well, but if you are ever free of this deal, know you are welcome here, love." The witch almost purred.

"May I say goodbye to my captain?" You asked the messenger God.

"I'm feeling generous today, let's go say bye to my great grandson." He replied, picking her up, and flying her outside.

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"This is entirely unnecessary, my feet work perfectly fine, please put me down, and oh my Gods that's high up." You hid your face in the crook of his neck, feeling the vibrations from his laughter.

"You can look, were almost on solid ground, darling."

"Before I say goodbye, what exactly does this deal entail?"

He smirked at her. "Their freedom cost you yours, but don't worry darling, I'll treat you nicely, and I won't turn you into a pig."

And as she looked at the beautiful man, she did not think this deal was a bad one.

#epic the musical #epic the circe saga #epic the hermes saga #epic hermes #hermes x reader #epic circe #circe #circe x reader #epic odysseus #odysseus #epic polites #polites #eurylochus #epic eurylochus

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monkeykingdomblog2 · 2 months ago

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Heavily influenced by @lotusloong's Loong!Y/N insert and The White Lady(Hollow Knight), Circe!Reader technically had two forms; Blessed and Corrupted. The idea of the corrupted form was that Circe!Reader was a member of the heavenly court and when she rejected it to be with Wukong, it took a toll on her ability to change form. Think of it as a sort of fallen angel.

The head/face on the corrupted form is meant to look bisected, revealing lotus seeds that are also eyes.

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#circe!reader #monster form circe!reader #monkey king x reader #sun wukong x reader #drawing comp

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circe69 · 4 months ago

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neighbor!simon riley, who trudges back to his flat after a long mission away, with sleepy eyes, tense shoulders and bloody hands. his palm reaches for the doorknob and as he opens it, the door right across from him opens as well.

and there you are, a pretty little thing, had to be at least a foot shorter than he was, clad in some stretchy shorts and an oversized college t-shirt that was hanging off your shoulders. simon's eyes drifted down the length of you, trying to memorize the freckles, occasional stretch marks and fluffy cellulite down your thighs, your shiny legs reflecting the eery hallway light.

"hi," you whispered with a wave, as you bent down to retrieve a package left on your doormat. simon's breath hitched as you leaned over, showing your soft tits almost spilling out of the sports bra you wore underneath.

he cleared his throat, "evenin" and fumbled with the doorknob. when he finally made it inside, he struggled even locking the door behind him, what if she needs me? he thought to himself. even off the job, he was nothing if not a protector.

as he laid in bed that night, stroking his neglected cock to the thought of you all laid out underneath him, squirming and whining for more, more, more. your pretty cries and soft body bouncing as he thrusted into you was all it took for him to come hard. he couldn't hold back the groans tumbling out of his mouth as he finished.

fuck, he thought. he was doomed, truly, and he had to keep telling himself that no matter what, everything was temporary for him. there's no point in trying something with you when he was just going to end up leaving anyways.

but as the weeks went on, you were making it harder and harder for simon. every small interaction and passing glances in the elevator left him painfully hard underneath his cargo pants, and his delicate skin had been made raw from all the times he had to rub one out to the thought of you.

one early morning, as he left at the break of dawn for a conference meeting at a nearby base, he opened his front door only to be met with you, his lovely doe-eyed neighbor, holding out a container filled with cookies. he could tell you had just woken up, from the way your sweatpants lopsidedly hung off your hips, and the way your tank top was wrinkled. "I made these for you, to take to work. if you don't like them, that's okay. i just wanted to make sure you had something." your raspy voice called out to him as you handed him the container.

simon's heart dropped and broke in two as he took the container from you, oatmeal raisin? he thought, how did she know? a small smile broke free from his lips as you scanned the rest of him. there was no denying it, he was one of the most handsome men you'd ever seen, and especially today, the way the dark-washed jeans hugged his muscular thighs, and the black muscle tee leaving nothing to the imagination. you didn't know much about him, but you desperately wanted to change that.

simon took a step towards you and lifted his balaclava up just enough to bend down and kiss your cheek. you gasped at the action, tensing completely as he said, "thank you, sweetheart."

as he started to walk away, your brain finally caught to up reality. you shouted after him, "please be safe!" simon turned around at your words, "you too, dovey."

a few days had gone by since you'd seen simon, and as you were picking out pajamas for bed, you found an adorable lingerie set you'd forgotten you'd even had. it was a lace, blush pink babydoll nightgown, with a bow in the back. you slipped it over your head, and felt the prettiest you had in a while as you looked in the mirror. it hugged your hips just right, and sloped down in the front, showing your full tits, as well as the skin down your back.

as you made your way to the kitchen, you could hear simons loud footsteps coming down the apartment hallway. this was your chance, you thought. you were going to show yourself off to him, win him over. and as you looked in the peephole, not only did you see him, but you saw a package waiting for you as well. the perfect excuse!

you opened the door with a twinkle in your eye as simon turned around.

he swallowed hard, and did a double take as his eyes wandered over you. it was too much for him, the way he could see your perky nipples through the thin fabric. the thought of his teeth grazing them rushed into his mind, and it only got worse as you bent down to get your package. you tease him like this regularly, but this time, you turned around first.

simon growled under his breath as he got a view of your pretty ass cheeks just barely hanging out from your nightgown. he could faintly see a tight pink thong as well, a perfect match for your set.

you were really testing his patience, but to your surprise, he hadn't made any moves yet. so you told yourself you'd try one more time, before leaning up and swaying over to him. you placed a hand on his chest and signaled him to lean down to you like you were going to tell him a secret.

"I'm wearing this for you, y'know" you whispered, as you pushed your tits up against his chest.

that was all it took for simon to grab you by the hips and throw you over his shoulder, smacking your ass as he hauled you into his flat.

"teasy cunt, aren't you?" he said as he threw you onto his bed. you tried to crawl away, but he grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you back, "nuh uh, you've made it this far. you better sit tight and take the rest."

simon grabbed you by the hips and leaned down to kiss you, his teeth softly nipping at your bottom lip before breaking apart, "I don't even know your fucking name," he whispered as he kissed the length of your neck. you groaned at the feeling of him sucking a small hickey right under your ear.

"y/n. it's y/n." you breathed out as his lips latched on to one of your nipples, you swallowed hard at the pleasure, "fuck yes, feels -mmph- feels good." he smiled at your mindless babbling, and the vibration of his groaning sent shock waves of heat through your body.

"simon," you asked

"hmm?" he latched on to the other nipple, while your hand ran through his hair.

"why did you need to know my name now? couldn't -mmn- couldn't that have waited?" you whispered as he shifted up so that he was eye level with you, his lips hovering just over yours.

"hmm-mm, need'ta know who's name I should groan when I finish inside you."

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weirdopotato234 · 6 months ago

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Last post went a little viral, I didn't know everyone was into the flaming green man, Good for you, you little freaks. ;)

#Creature commandos #creature commandos x reader #dr phosphorus #dc universe #hear me out #nina mazursky #weasel #the bride #gi robot #rick flag sr #dc comics #circe #james gunn #alan tudyk #dr phosphorus x reader

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circeyoru · 4 months ago

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Wild Card in the Shadow Army = Requested

[Shadow Generals x Court Jester Shadow!Reader - Platonic]

The Request

You were the wild card of the bunch. You weren’t the strongest, you weren’t the quickest, you weren’t the smartest. However, one would agree that you’re among the best within the Shadow Army. You’re not placed in the rank of generals, but you’re near. You were the [Court Jester] in terms of olden royalty. Like the others, you stood by Ashborn’s side with loyalty, never shy to voice your thoughts be it praise or criticism. You were a special existent because before they have found Earth, no one knew what sort of Shadow you were.

You weren’t like a soldier, just taking orders and commands. You would question if they were best, not that they were wrong. It would always urge Bellion and Igris to think further as they were more keen on taking orders. Your words would always help the more intelligent Shadows improve in ways you couldn’t. You were the secret weapon that made the Shadow Army more fearsome, more unpredictable. Because you yourself were a jack-of-all-trades—some called you a mere jokster, others called you a wise advisor, then more called you a tactician. You had so many titles that you lost track of them. Though all that mattered was Ashborn’s approval and acknowledgement.

As you waited with the other Shadows in the Realm of Eternal Rest, Igris was suddenly picked out from the group and all were eager to be called upon by their returning Lord. Bellion noticed how you’d look at the artificial sky in deep thought, “What’s on your mind, Court Jester?”

“...” Your solemn look faded away to a smiling expression as you danced in your steps, throwing shadow-made cards as if you were performing for the right-hand Shadow. Then you paused and bowed dramatically with your right hand over your chest and your left behind your back, “I believe, we might have another Lord to answer to.”

With that answer, you were suddenly gone in a puff of smoke, all that was left was a signature card dug into the ground. Bellion picked it up and it showed events of the world outside their realm. He watched as Igris did battle with a man, a man so insignificantly weak that he was hardly a challenge to Igris who was obviously holding back. Yet by some miracle, he won.

Just like Igris, you were summoned to fight the same man, though as a bonus trial he accepted. Under the smiling mask you wore, your mouth opened yet no sound came out. You wondered if your abilities were limited. No matter. You summoned your deck of cards, the stage was yours, and now you played the villain, a character the hero must defeat.

You were the Court Jester of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to entertain.

You were the Trickster of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to fool.

You were the Judge of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to pass judgment on the supposed new Monarch of Shadows.

▶ Igris [Rank: Marshal]

The knight had seen your actions as redundant at the start. Your theatrics, your jokes, your riddles, and your over-the-top movements. All that was required of a soldier was to take orders and fulfil them to perfection, all for their master and his goals. While your praises were naturally to be expected to be sung to their Monarch, your criticisms always threatened Igris to pull out his blade and cut off your head.

Though when Ashborn would weigh your words, Igris paused and waited. He thought it was a one-time occurrence, but when it happened more and more, he weighed your words. You were right to point it out, while it was a solid plan, your little attention to detail could make it fool-proof. From then on, he always listened to your words. That side of yours was more commonly seen with Ashborn and the two generals that was him and Bellion, it seemed you had grasped the intelligence of the army. While all were battle-worthy in strength and power, tactics were not everyone’s forte.

Then again you were more vocal than anyone as well.

So when you were defeated by Jinwoo and your voice was limited due to a lower rank after being called to his service, you couldn’t say anything to the new successor. For him, he saw no issue since his skills shone when he was in fights and battles. He thought you’d be mildly useless as your strength lay more in advise-giving and the like. Oh was he dead wrong.

You’d still act out what you wanted to say. Clapping in agreement and as praise for Jinwoo’s work, and a curious head tilt to urge Jinwoo to think again. Your cunning nature was all well hidden by your dramatic flair that Igris only saw you as the mere Court Jester. That was also what you projected yourself to be, but Ashborn and Jinwoo saw through it and both took your carefree jabs to the heart to improve.

Igris, in a way, respected you and your duty towards the betterment of the army. But just… Couldn’t you have done all that without all that dramatic effect?? It wasn’t like you couldn’t but it’s that you chose not to. He had seen you on battlefields and you were just as impressive as some of the top soldiers. Your cards were like darts or daggers, your ribbons were like Bellion’s whip-sword, and your magical abilities could shame some of the army’s best mages.

He has seen how deadly you were when you were focused on an enemy, no jokes, no flair, no fooling around. Okay, maybe some since it was a tactic to combat the enemy, but still… As he saw it, you might have gained the same rank as him if you had been more focused on yourself and not others. He once asked you that after Jinwoo had started to build his army. Igris was the top soldier while you were second. Your answer was…

“I am content where I am, Igris. My use in the Shadow Army is not as a Marshal as you will soon raise back to ranks. Perhaps, this time, I’ll be a General since our new Monarch’s army ranking has changed.”

▶ Tusk [Rank: General]

You were, of course, there when the battle with the high-orcs happened. In fact, you were a big hindrance when it came to the fight. You created illusions that allowed Jinwoo’s army the perfect ambush to even the odds and you even acted like a puppeteer to the weaker orcs and had them attack each other. While your abilities were limited, you could still control at least the limbs. If you were in your full strength, well, that’s another matter.

A pity you weren’t a human because then you’d be affected by the various curses he thrown at you. Your standing within the army was much like a support and a strong one at that, but before he could get to you, he had to pass Jinwoo and his physically stronger Shadows. That in it of itself was already annoying to tackle.

That was before he was a Shadow; after though, he saw you as a mentor of sorts. His magical abilities were quite limited but he admired how yours were trickery-based to the point they could be used in a lot of different ways. That wasn’t all. He saw how you had a general gasps of how the Shadow army functions as an individual soldier and as a whole, now that he was on Jinwoo’s side, he could see the coordination between the weaker bunch. You were somewhat of a strong Shadow in terms of tactics, but strength wise you weren’t as impressive as the top Shadow Igris. You could hold your own if push comes to shove, but you just don’t show that side of yours.

You’d be arranging how the Shadows react to his Lord’s commands, the tiniest of details that would make a difference. Like with Iron, you’d tell him to throw his shield at Jinwoo if he was too far, or block the attack himself if he was closer. You also had a pretty good gasp over his powers as when Jinwoo was thinking what to do with the orb, he passed it to you. Yet you passed it to him.

Tusk remembered watching you dance around him, mimicking how he would summon his spells and made a show of it. When you eyed him, he knew you were telling him to demonstrate his potential. He did as cued and Jinwoo was impressed. So he gained his gift from the Lord from you.

There were times that he tried to copy what you did and the results weren’t as good, so to speak. Imagine a dancing elephant on stage, one stomp is equivalent to a miniature earthquake. Just as Jinwoo was confused and sighing his head off, you came to clean up the mess he created. From your view, you thought you didn’t need to help Tusk like you did with Iron, but you thought wrong and grouped Tusk with Iron instead of Igris. Now he was performing his part on stage when it was time to finish the Demon Castle.

With their Lord pleased, Tusk is even more so. He still sees you as a mentor to be respected even when you were strictly speaking lower than him. Personally, he saw you as the stronger one between you two. If the orb was removed, Tusk would have been the weaker one. Even again, he’s comparing with the you whose power was restricted like Igris. Not that he knew, but he could sense you didn’t show all your cards.

▶ Beru [Rank: Marshal]

As the Shadow that could speak right after called upon, Beru immediately called you out to his new Liege. That you were two-faced and a trickster. Igris was shocked Beru knew so quickly without spending some time with you first. You merely smiled and acted as usual like a clown on stage. Truthfully though, Beru remembered you when he was still the Ant King.

You showed up to annoy him after a puff of smoke appeared. You weren’t here on order, you were amused with what you saw on TV. You had a feeling your Monarch would clean up the mess, but you wanted to assess the situation first. So long as you didn’t die, your Monarch would never know any better. You had placed puppets to protect Jinwoo’s mother and younger sister should danger strike them when you were away.

In the fallen Korean S-Rank Hunters’ eyes, you were dancing around and throwing cards at a tiger in the tiger’s den!! But the nonchalant attitude you had was so odd and they didn’t have the strength to stop you that they let you do as you pleased. Your mask had slid off when the Ant King’s claws came too close to comfort and you had to jerk to the side. Only the Ant King could see the ecstatic expression you had, so twisted and cruel that he knew he was taken as a fool on the puppeteer’s stage. In his rage, he changed targets back to the humans and another Shadow acted that triggered Jinwoo’s arrival. You were gone before then.

Jinwoo wouldn’t have believed it had he never seen your actions beforehand. He knew you were cunning and mischievous, but that was all he saw. As long as your loyalty was still towards him, that was okay. That made Beru push away his prejudice and accept you as a fellow comrade now that the two of you were on the same side.

When Beru and you were paired together to guard Jinwoo’s family, you’d be entertaining the two humans with your magic tricks and clownish acts. Card magic, juggling (that scared them to death the first time it happened since you juggled your head with balls a few moments after), and even puppeteering. While Beru never saw you on the front lines before, hence never knowing how you even fight, he saw you as a weakling of the army and unworthy to be in his Liege’s ranks.

After asking Igris, he was even more confused as to why you were second before he joined, now you were on the same standing with Tusk but since Tusk had the orb, you were lowered. He soon discovered you had declined holding onto the orb that would double your magical abilities, and it confused him because strength and power was everything. It was to survive and serve their Liege. How could you waste your potential?!

He got his answer when you and he were relieved of babysitting duties. Once more, he saw that battle-hungry side of you. He loved how you could switch up so easily; you reminded him more as a human like his Liege than a Shadow. Though, even more so, you were like him. While, maybe, not as bloodthirsty, but you were near his level. Perhaps with a touch of sadistic nature as you toy with your enemy in the name of acting as bait for your companions.

Beru couldn’t understand why Igris judged you poorly, even if it was a distance past, because in his eyes, you were a worthy Shadow to serve his Liege. You were strong in your own right and you were a helpful existent to the army and his Liege with your advice and sharp mind.

Another note was he enjoyed watching those human shows on the TV with you. You two were the perfect duo when it came to calling Jinwoo “My Liege” or “Your Majesty”. Beru was very very serious, but you (without your voice still) was having a blast projecting your longing for Ashborn on Jinwoo since the human reminded you so much of Ashborn.

▶ Greed [Rank: General]

As a former human that wished harm on Jinwoo and his loved ones. You saw fit to nearly break the restriction on your powers to inflict pain onto his human self. When Jinwoo and the other Shadows went after Thomas Andre and his guild members, you strayed from the group to where Hwang Dongsoo ended up.

You’re not as powerful as Igris or Tusk, but you could hold your own against an S-Rank, especially one weakened by Jinwoo. You had your puppet strings attached to his limb and repeated punch himself and caused his body immense pain. You sewn his lips shut beforehand so his screams wouldn’t alert anyone. The smiling mask you had on covered the expressionless and apathetic look that replaced your usual dramatic flair.

Dongsoo witnessed true suffering and felt terror unlike any other. With what you were capable of, he wondered why you weren’t killing him at all. He got his answer when Jinwoo appeared again. He watched this freak dressed as a jester bow to the S-Rank and left him alone. With all the ache in his body, he couldn’t even retaliate when the axe was given to him.

When he reawakened as Jinwoo’s Shadow and was named Greed, you weren’t far away from the scene. He felt his core shake from your cold gaze. He had the ability to speak, yet you didn’t, you were weaker than him. But he refused to believe that. There was no way you were weak. As he accepted his punishment, he listened to how his Lord would speak to you about matters and though he couldn’t see anything, you were advising him in your unique way.

The short while that he turned into a Shadow, Greed had always witnessed and understood you were a key figure in the army. You don’t battle on the frontlines, but you’re there as support. A perfect supporter on the battlefield. It was much better having you as an ally than foe. He learned that the hard way. The other Shadows treated you like casual and you were same ridiculous jester to them. However, in his eyes, he feared you, every time he gazed at him was like a reminder to what you were capable of. The dramatic flair you performed was like a calculated step to lure those around you to underestimate you, then like a serpent, you’d go in for the kill.

Unlike Igris who everyone knew was strong with a sword, unlike Iron who everyone knew was a strong tanker, unlike Tusk who everyone knew held the greatest magical abilities, and unlike Beru who was a killing machine. You were the one Shadow that could always be looked down upon as the weakest. What use was a Court Jester in an army? Understimating you was easy, but the consequence was deadly.

You had long sensed Greed’s wariness to you and you tried to get him to ease up because now the two of you were on the same side. Thing is, trauma had its side effects and you might have been too cruel to him. However, the other Shadows—especially Igris and Beru—supported your actions and you did to. It was a lesson that must be learnt. While Igris did ask what exactly you did, you told him and he gave you the most condescending gaze he could master behind his helmet and Beru gave you cheers and thumbs up in support.

Though as long as it never hindered fulfilling Jinwoo’s commands and everyone was able to work together, you didn’t care. It was Greed’s own fault anyways.

▶ Bellion [Rank: Grand Marshal]

The moment Bellion joined the army was already a time that Igris and your full power was accessible again, including your voices. You were there to welcome Bellion to the army and help introduce to Jinwoo that Ashborn’s Shadow Army was at his disposal. There was no need to catch up since Bellion had already seen everything from the card you felt behind in the Realm of Eternal Rest.

“You haven’t changed a bit even with your abilities limited and your voice taken from you, Court Jester.” Bellion spoke to you when you two were standing side by side atop a cliff that oversaw the Shadow Army on an abandoned island.

“What’s to change~?” You laughed while hovering over the ground. It wasn’t like Bellion underestimated you, it was more like a pleasant surprise that you could still continue your duties with such handicaps. He accepted your role before Igris did and knew your importance and theatrics. Since you were a treasured Shadow like he was to Ashborn, he long accepted your strength and weakness.

Contrary to your display with Igris, you had a milder appearance to Bellion solely because there wasn’t much to entertain. Bellion was a strictly business type of Shadow, Igris was the same but it was easier to get a reaction out of Igris than Bellion, so you mostly just have a calmer persona around him. Well, you say calmer, but not that much. Either way, Bellion doesn’t seem to give it time of day.

In the beginning when you spoke in riddles to hint things to him, he was annoyed. He was a general, a soldier, there was no time for fun when war was upon him and the army. Because he was always with Ashborn, he knew that your words weren’t empty and you always meant something. Before, he mainly relied on Ashborn to point it out, then Igris. Yet when he was alone with you, he couldn’t understand your riddles. He expected you to give up, but you used another method.

Cards and puppets. You showed him the battle tactics of the enemy you had observed and wanted him to counter them when Ashborn was busy. When he went to discuss it over with Igris, he had figured it before he did because he understood the riddle. He appreciated you explaining to his dense mind that was filled with battles and skills.

So it was pretty natural that he pushed for your ascension when you were given a second chance in their new Monarch’s army. You had the General rank, but why not aim for the Marshal rank with Igris? He personally asked his new Monarch for that promotion on your behalf. That was how highly he saw you. You stayed as you were as you thought Genernal was enough for you since you were merely a supporter type, the most you could say was a spy or assassin.

Now, unlike Igris, he couldn’t understand why you were satisfied as you were. You’re not treated poorly because you had Tusk who was calling you ‘mentor’ and asking for your guidance, Iron who constantly seeked for your help to gain approval, and even Greed who was fearful of you. Bellion backed down after you told him to, though even that was after some time later.

With Bellion in the army, things were back to normal. Bellion and you, with the addition of Beru, giving Igris a headache as the more normal Shadow. Silly shenanigans all around, you instigating it, and Bellion and Beru joining in.

Note: The rankings are the final form of the Shadows. I included all those that reach the General/Commander grade. Hope you guys liked this one~ I had fun writing for each one~

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kaechu1 · 17 days ago

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note: since my family would never accept me as lesbian and would disown me, here few family hc to different epic characters when you come out to them!

characters: les! resder x Telemachus, Odysseus, Penelope, eurymachus, Polites, antinous, circe, tiresias (platonic!)

Telemachus:

you were a little nervous to tell him but when you finally did he was your biggest supporter. "that's amazing! that means i don't need to worry about one of the suitors making a move on you!" . if you ever got a girlfriend he'll insist on meeting her right away. and if someone dares to even say anything about you or your sexuality he'll be there to beat their ass.

Odysseus:

after he came back he was so happy to see his daughter and son so bad, after all these years he's with his family and he doesn't wanna miss any part of your life, so when he asks you if you found love yet in teasing manners, he didn't expect you to tell him you like girls. "you like girls? me too! we have so much in comments my dear daughter." he is just happy that his daughter is happy with who she is, let the world say what they want, his family happiness and safety come over anything.

Penelope:

when you first told her she was a little confused but supported you anyway. she was a little sad that she won't get to see your children but she doesn't care. if you're happy then she's happy. "oh my sweet daughter, your happiness means everything to me. now tell me who's the lucky girl?"

Eurylochus:

he's confused at the beginning but then he just smiles and gives you a thumbs up. "wait.. you don't mind that i like... girls?" "now why would i mind that? as long as you don't get yourself in trouble go ahead and be yourself." he may sound like he doesn't care but he's actually happy that you tell him this about yourself.

Polites:

you were so nervous to tell him, you know he'll accept you no matter what, he's the kindest person ever. but you were overthinking it, and of course he asked you what was wrong and when you told him he was relieved. "oh my gods. that's it? don't get me wrong im happy for you, i just thought something was wrong happening to you." he's your biggest supporter and will be so happy that you tell him.

Antinous:

you were way too scared to tell him, i mean... what if he didn't support you? what if he thought you were being stupid? you're his sister but that never stops him for teasing you or making fun of you. he had to find out by himself. "you know, sometimes i wonder if you even like men" "w-why would you think that.." "oh come on i see the way you blush every time a pretty woman give you attention, or how you frown in disgust when a man approach you" "... would you mind it?" "nehh, i don't care. if anything it's better, i don't need to worry about you Falling for one of those stupid suitors or even worse the prince.." he just doesn't care..

Circe:

"fish found in the sea" ahh come out. when you told her she just laughed at first. "honey please, you live on an island fill of nymphs which are women, if you turn out to be anything else I'll start having concerns" she supports you anyway, just another lesbian on her island.

Tiresias:

"i know." you didn't even need to say anything, he saw it coming. "can you at least let me talk" "i already know and dont worry about it, i accept you as you are." "can you at least act for me.." "why would i need to when i already saw it coming." "well did you see this coming" you said as you try to punch him but he already moved away. "yes i actually did see this too" "you can't see." "oh."

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