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Nerds. I love them. They're adorable.

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Who do I need to suck off for more Submissive Top!Antinous or even just Service Top!Antinous fanfic/fanart please I beg

I absolutely love when that bitch is weak for Telemachus ?????????

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TAMED

(Antinous x Telemachus)

written by: HanEspiritu

Disclaimer: story idea from @sizzlingbananatimemachine 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

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The hall of Odysseus was too quiet now.

The crackling of hearth-fire did little to chase away the memory of shattered goblets and laughter too loud for mourning. Most of the suitors had fled or bled out. Only one remained. And the prince of Ithaca wasn’t sure why he had spared him.

Telemachus leaned on the marble pillar outside the megaron, eyes narrowed at the moonlight touching the sea. A soft breeze curled in from the shore, smelling of salt and fading death. His fingers tapped once against the sheath of his sword.

Behind him, the last of the suitors stirred. A thud, a groan. Muffled curses.

“Ugh… gods’ balls, my skull’s cracked in half…”

Telemachus didn’t look. He didn’t have to.

“You shouldn’t have drunk that much wine,” he said plainly.

A disgruntled wheeze. “Was I supposed to let the rest go to waste? They’re dead, aren’t they?” A beat. “Not that I’m complaining about some of them.”

Telemachus finally turned. Antinous lay sprawled on the stone floor of the hall like a defeated dog, hair disheveled, tunic half-loose, one sandal missing. His eyes blinked blearily up at the ceiling, unfocused and glowing faintly in the firelight. He looked nothing like the haughty heir of Eupeithes he once was.

“Are you crying?” Telemachus asked.

“No,” Antinous muttered, voice thick. “Just drunk. And bleeding. Possibly from the soul.”

“You don't have a soul.”

Antinous snorted, then winced. “That’s fair.” He curled slightly, clutching his side. “But you still didn’t kill me, did you? Makes me wonder what kind of prince you are, Telemachus.”

Telemachus walked over slowly, each step echoing in the hollowed-out hall. He crouched beside the suitor, studying him with quiet calculation. “You barked like a rabid hound the day Father returned. Called him a beggar. You spat on my name.”

Antinous groaned again. “I was… upset.”

“You threw a stool at him.”

“In hindsight, poor choice.”

Telemachus tilted his head. “And now?”

“Now I’m lying in a puddle of someone else’s wine, contemplating the mysteries of life and… how nice your ankles are.”

A beat.

Telemachus blinked.

Antinous squinted up at him, one eye half-shut. “They’re very... uh, strong. For ankles.”

“You’re drunk.”

“I said that.”

“You’re pathetic.”

“I accept that.”

Telemachus stood again and turned. “You should’ve died with the others.”

“I tried,” Antinous mumbled into the floor. “But you didn’t let me.”

That made the young prince pause.

“I expected you to gut me,” Antinous continued, a sleepy drawl to his tone. “Felt you hesitate. You even had a clean shot. Spear raised. Then nothing. Just a sigh.”

Telemachus’s jaw clenched. “I didn’t spare you. I forgot about you.”

Antinous laughed. It was soft. Not mocking.

“Forgot me, huh?” he echoed, then raised one hand in the air dramatically, wine-stained fingers splayed. “Then let me bark louder next time. Like a good dog. Loud enough for the prince to remember I still breathe.”

Telemachus gave a sharp exhale. “You’re disgusting.”

Antinous flopped his arm back down. “You still haven’t left.”

“I hate you.”

“You always say that when you’re worried about me.”

Silence stretched between them. Then a heavy shuffle as Antinous tried—unsuccessfully—to sit upright. His limbs tangled awkwardly, and he fell over with a groan. Telemachus sighed, walked back, and yanked the fool up by the shoulder.

“Stop wriggling.”

“You smell nice.”

“I will throw you into the sea.”

“Rough,” Antinous said, smiling with wine-wet lips. “Do that after I finish telling you the dream I had.”

“I don’t care about your dreams.”

“I was a wolf,” he slurred. “Chained. But you came walking into the woods in that ridiculous tunic, and you didn’t run away. You reached out. And I—I licked your hand like a good dog.”

Telemachus tensed. “You’re a wolf, alright. Rabid and too proud to die.”

Antinous hummed. “Maybe. But in the dream, you weren’t scared of me. And I wasn’t hungry. Not for meat, anyway.”

Telemachus's face twisted into something unreadable. “You talk like you want to die.”

Antinous let out a shaky breath. “I want to belong. That’s worse.”

For a long moment, there was no reply. Telemachus stared down at the broken suitor, watched the shadows that clung to his face, the vulnerable arch of his throat. This wasn’t the arrogant, polished brute who lorded over his father’s absence. This was something softer. Wounded. Real.

“Why didn’t you flee like the rest?” Telemachus asked.

“I didn’t want to run from you.”

The honesty hit like a slap.

Antinous leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. “I didn’t know I could feel that way about someone. I thought I wanted power. Control. But what I really wanted was someone who looked at me like I wasn’t filth.”

“I never looked at you that way,” Telemachus whispered. “Even when I wanted to.”

Antinous smiled faintly. “So… will you leash your dog, then? Or kill him?”

Telemachus lowered himself beside him, their shoulders brushing.

“You’re not a dog,” he said at last. “You’re a drunken fool with too much blood on his hands. But I…” He hesitated. “I don’t want to bury another boy tonight.”

Antinous turned to him slowly, lashes heavy. “Then what do you want?”

The silence returned, thick as honey. Then—softly—

“To know why I didn’t kill you either.”

Antinous chuckled. “Because you’re noble?”

“No. Because I saw something in you… something almost good.”

“Like a dog that wags its tail?”

“Like a man who could be better, if he let himself.”

A pause.

Then Antinous, curling slightly toward him, whispered, “Then teach me.”

Telemachus looked at him—really looked—and saw not the suitor, not the arrogant wolf in silk, but the raw, aching thing beneath.

Perhaps dogs could become loyal.

Perhaps even wolves could be tamed—if they chose to be.

“I’ll try,” Telemachus said. “But if you bite—”

“I’ll bite gently,” Antinous teased, lips brushing his shoulder.

Telemachus rolled his eyes. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet here I am,” Antinous murmured, eyes closing. “Curled up at your feet. Dreaming of bones and your voice.”

The prince stared at the firelight flickering on the walls.

One wolf left in the hall.

One boy too tired to kill again.

And for tonight, perhaps… that was enough.

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This work is original and written by HAN ESPIRITU. Do not copy, repost, or translate without permission. Plagiarizing or claiming this story as your own is strictly prohibited and will be reported.

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can't believe i'm moving in 18 days and starting a new job in a japanese company in 31 days, like what the hell

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I don't post a lot of my life here but things are a bit stressful right now, and so I thought I could try to get it off my chest over here

So I live in france, as I (almost) always have since birth lmao. But, yeah, I'm moving to Japan next month for a long time (for ever, even, i hope)

We already signed for our apartment, we have the plane tickets, I'm almost done packing everything, our cats have passed the health and vaccines check-up and requirement for Japan... Not much could go wrong now in term of moving

I'm still so scared and anxious lol

oh and I have a promise of employment from a Japanese company as a customer support in an export japanese company

I am absolutely terrified

The big part of the job is in english, I'm part of the customer support english team, but still, japanese is used a lot in the company, one of the recruiter even commented on it during my interview. I couldn't speak properly during the interview (in japanese) and like, I think they think it was due to stress????? it WASN'T, I don't know how to speak japanese lol

like, I understand most of the things I hear and read in japanese, it's quite ok, but I cannot, for the love of god, SPEAK IT???? I don't know why, the words don't come, my grammar is bad, it's a nightmare????? I'm still waiting for the result of my JLPT N2, but honestly I think I didn't pass, so yeah, fuck me.

I'm supposed to start next month (9/18), it's going to be my first office job also (I only worked in customer service before) so it's really a lot

I lived in Japan for a year(2022-2023) for my studies, but I was in a pretty small/mid city, and now I'm moving to Tokyo??? And I have an office job??? It's really not the same. Uni in japan was a bit chill (except the exams, some where hell-ish) but office jobs? I am so scared I can't even put words on it lmao

It's really like a dream coming true. I worked my ass off for 4 years to get the best grades, I got selected by the Japanese ministry of education to got to my Japanese Uni with a scholarship. Only 6 french students got that scholarship that year and I was one of them. I felt so much pride, and recognition, but my japanese level didn't really move? Even tho all my classes were in japanese, and almost no one in my city spoke english, I went to the hospital, the dentist, the doctors, the movies, everything in japanese, and I still can't align 3 sentences without hesitation about grammar, and not finding the right words??? I sound like a kid when I speak japanese, that's not appropriate in an office....

The anxiety and stress is killing it for me, i'm really sad and don't feel too good. My husband is trying to be supportive, but he doesn't know japanese, so he will rely on me in the beginning for administrations and shit, and he still hasn't really begun job hunting, so I still feel so much responsabilities on my shoulders.

He have money on the side (I don't) so he's telling that I don't need to stress too much, that if the job doesn't work out we still have some months to get back on our feet, but I don't want us to be in that situation? It's bad enough one of them will be unemployed for some time, we can't really afford to take our time? like-

I can't afford to lose this job, and I honestly doesn't want to. I want to do this job. I'm just scared i'm going to be bad at it, or not as good as my employer thought I'd be.

I don't want them to regret hiring me. It's scary.

But yeah. Tokyo. Here I come. In 24 days.

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Door safety (parody of this scene from The Office)

i also decided to write a jp ver one bc i think they sound more natural speaking in jp than in eng lol

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The first time it happened, it had been a life or death situation. They had just met, it was their first shift together, and yet here they were. Chasing after a car that won’t stop, running a red light at an inconceivable speed towards civilians.

Not an english native speaker, sorry if some sentences sounds weird (and please let me know)

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Melon-pan dudes <3

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its so unfortunate when different peoples neurodivergent traits clash horribly. like yes i totally understand that the man at the other table cant control his stimming and loud vocal tics and i think he deserves to have a nice day out at a restaraunt without judgement. however if i dont remove myself from the audible vicinity in the next 20 seconds i will explode.

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Zemo's Powerpoint presentation explaining to Bucky why they should be together. 🤣

(Thanks to my fellow Slutkovians for the idea and list)

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pay attention, idiot

Bonus:

recruitment! (sad attempt at flirting)

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Crowley's Stages of Grief

Now I'm just cleaning up and posting the other nonsense I've been taking notes on.

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Ok ok ok but « but im in the trees I’m in the breeze my footsteps on the ground …. »

Like Lucy Gray disappeared so you can say that she’s in the breeze and I guess that since she disappeared in a forest it makes sense to talk about trees but????? When Sejanus got fucking hanged?????

And it’s in this exact order too like HE got hanged then SHE vanished

Olivia did you mean it in a bisexual way I need to know ????????????????

AM I REACHING ????????

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Ok but if Coriolanus was to be picked at the reaping, Sejanus would volunteer Katniss Everdeen style in a heartbeat, you can’t change my mind.

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“insert a valid justification about how this scene was real gay and I had to redraw it”

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😔 sigh