isl4ndl0v3

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Can we have some Anti x cal /nf 😭

I have had this one for a while

@irunaki what's the ship called ?

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*Her eyes fluttered. She was so gonna take him back to Ogygia. Say it’s a lovely trip to “Same” and then go right past it. He definitely didn’t have sailing experience, she could tell, he had bitch hands.. she smiled, showing off those pretty but sharp canines showing off. Slightly inhuman but.. maybe he was looking into it to much..*

“You’re far too kind, Antinous. Really.” *She said tucking her hair behind her ear and slid her hand down his chest and then his stomach pulling away when she got just above his hips, a mischievous smile lingering on her face. She then pulled back more.* ��Well, lead the way, darling.”

*She smiled. She knew it would only take but so long for her to get him into a boat and to her island.. then she could play tour guide just like he was now.. all she needed to do was wait..*

The halls of the great palace of the late King Odysseus were filled with noise.

Since his departure, the position of king had been left empty. Many blamed it on the whim of his wife, Queen Penelope, who was determined to reunite with her husband. Of course, most of the kingdom hadn't questioned her decision for the first few years... but after ten years, the kingdom's troubles led to uncertainty about whether the widowed queen could rule on her own. Greed, and the mere promise of the throne, was enough to attract the attention of young nobles from the island and distant kingdoms, who claimed to seek to replace the rightful king, since his son was incapable of doing so.

Within that group was the son of Eupeithes—a young man of noble blood, who had appeared barely three years before, but had managed to take over as leader of the rest of the men vying for the queen. It would be a lie to say he wasn't attractive — his skin was tanned, kissed by he sun, and his wyws carried the witness of multiple atrocities, which were perhaps the reason he had grown a strength comparable to a young soldier. But that appearance was merely a disguise for the conceited son of a bitch he was. From the moment he introduced himself, an aura of narcissism and confidence flooded him, and it only grew stronger as he realized how few boundaries existed in the palace.

The Ithacan carried himself proudly across the marble floors, walking as if he already possessed the crown. The clothes he wore bespoke his position; made of the finest and softest materials his father could find, tailored to his exact measurements to enhance his physique.

"Get me another glass, woman."

Barked the suitor, refering to one of the slaves that stood before him. His manners long gone from his vocabulary at the lack of scolding of not using them.

Once he was handed the goblet, he took a gulp of it with a tantalizing tranquility. He didn't bother finish it, no. He just poured it on the white carpet beneath his feet, and let the servant handle it.

His routine was mundane, one that had been uninterrupted. That was until that day. He could still remember the scent of pollen that invaded his senses — a sign of the blooming spring that was downing over the island — and the sight of an unfamiliar figure standing just outside the palace gates. For a moment, he thought it was a new suitor. However, when he got close enough, he found himself facing a more... feminine figure. A woman who was slightly shorter than himself, and whose face didn't resemble anyone he had met in his whole life.

Ithaca was a very small expanse of land. All the families recognized each other, which had been helpful in recognizing those of noble blood and the low-bloods. So, the sight of a new face was.. confusing, to say the least.

He liked the implication of being the first to possess a new lass.

"Greetings, miss."

The words rolled off his tongue like honey, his canines showing shortly after when he licked his teeth.

"Perhaps we haven't encountered before. However, I do wish to change that fact. If you were so nice.. could I please get your name?"

– @antinous-thefutureking

*She had been looking around for Penelope. Of course Penelope looked like that. Beautiful.. sun kissed with inky black hair.. beautiful eyes.. and having everything she wanted and more.. she’d seen her pictures in a locket.. in the town, asked to see a photo as she was a “new arrival”.. her nails dug into her skin. She was shaking her eye twitched. Her hair was covered in flowers and shells.*

*Her head whipped around at the voice, big purple eyes blinked. Oh.. damn. She knew Odysseus was from here.. but was Ithaca just.. pumping out sexy men?! She stood straight and smiled. Polite.. that’s what lady Aphrodite said. Be kind, polite. That’s what she should do..* “Oh it’s a pleasure to meet you..” *She smiled tilting her head.*

“I don’t think we have encountered before, darling, I’m calypso. New to this place of Ithaca.. from.. umm..” *Shit. Uhh what were the island names again.* “Same. From Same.” *That was what it was called right?? That’s what Odysseus called one of the places near his home on the many maps he’d drawn over and over in the sand..* “It is quite a pleasure to meet someone so strong, now I know I’ll be safe in such a.. large palace..” *She purred placing her hand on her chest a sweet smile on her face.*

*She had many shells gold bits and tropical flowers in her hair. She smelled of sweet fruits, coconuts and exotic fruits. She smiled and made sure she looked cute innocent. Play that part of mortal woman calypso, can’t have people find out to fast..*

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“Oh. You would be so kind as to do that for me..?” *She said running her long nails down his jawline and pressing herself against him, the hand moving from his jaw and landing on his chest.* “I would love that.” *She said smiling up at him. Calypso.. you can’t fall for every man you see..*

*She smiled and pressed herself against him and smiled.* “I can’t wait to see all you have to offer. I would hate to get lost here and you’d have to come find me.” *That was genuinely. She’d gotten lost 3 times on her way here..* “Would hate to put you through all the trouble..”

The halls of the great palace of the late King Odysseus were filled with noise.

Since his departure, the position of king had been left empty. Many blamed it on the whim of his wife, Queen Penelope, who was determined to reunite with her husband. Of course, most of the kingdom hadn't questioned her decision for the first few years... but after ten years, the kingdom's troubles led to uncertainty about whether the widowed queen could rule on her own. Greed, and the mere promise of the throne, was enough to attract the attention of young nobles from the island and distant kingdoms, who claimed to seek to replace the rightful king, since his son was incapable of doing so.

Within that group was the son of Eupeithes—a young man of noble blood, who had appeared barely three years before, but had managed to take over as leader of the rest of the men vying for the queen. It would be a lie to say he wasn't attractive — his skin was tanned, kissed by he sun, and his wyws carried the witness of multiple atrocities, which were perhaps the reason he had grown a strength comparable to a young soldier. But that appearance was merely a disguise for the conceited son of a bitch he was. From the moment he introduced himself, an aura of narcissism and confidence flooded him, and it only grew stronger as he realized how few boundaries existed in the palace.

The Ithacan carried himself proudly across the marble floors, walking as if he already possessed the crown. The clothes he wore bespoke his position; made of the finest and softest materials his father could find, tailored to his exact measurements to enhance his physique.

"Get me another glass, woman."

Barked the suitor, refering to one of the slaves that stood before him. His manners long gone from his vocabulary at the lack of scolding of not using them.

Once he was handed the goblet, he took a gulp of it with a tantalizing tranquility. He didn't bother finish it, no. He just poured it on the white carpet beneath his feet, and let the servant handle it.

His routine was mundane, one that had been uninterrupted. That was until that day. He could still remember the scent of pollen that invaded his senses — a sign of the blooming spring that was downing over the island — and the sight of an unfamiliar figure standing just outside the palace gates. For a moment, he thought it was a new suitor. However, when he got close enough, he found himself facing a more... feminine figure. A woman who was slightly shorter than himself, and whose face didn't resemble anyone he had met in his whole life.

Ithaca was a very small expanse of land. All the families recognized each other, which had been helpful in recognizing those of noble blood and the low-bloods. So, the sight of a new face was.. confusing, to say the least.

He liked the implication of being the first to possess a new lass.

"Greetings, miss."

The words rolled off his tongue like honey, his canines showing shortly after when he licked his teeth.

"Perhaps we haven't encountered before. However, I do wish to change that fact. If you were so nice.. could I please get your name?"

– @antinous-thefutureking

*She had been looking around for Penelope. Of course Penelope looked like that. Beautiful.. sun kissed with inky black hair.. beautiful eyes.. and having everything she wanted and more.. she’d seen her pictures in a locket.. in the town, asked to see a photo as she was a “new arrival”.. her nails dug into her skin. She was shaking her eye twitched. Her hair was covered in flowers and shells.*

*Her head whipped around at the voice, big purple eyes blinked. Oh.. damn. She knew Odysseus was from here.. but was Ithaca just.. pumping out sexy men?! She stood straight and smiled. Polite.. that’s what lady Aphrodite said. Be kind, polite. That’s what she should do..* “Oh it’s a pleasure to meet you..” *She smiled tilting her head.*

“I don’t think we have encountered before, darling, I’m calypso. New to this place of Ithaca.. from.. umm..” *Shit. Uhh what were the island names again.* “Same. From Same.” *That was what it was called right?? That’s what Odysseus called one of the places near his home on the many maps he’d drawn over and over in the sand..* “It is quite a pleasure to meet someone so strong, now I know I’ll be safe in such a.. large palace..” *She purred placing her hand on her chest a sweet smile on her face.*

*She had many shells gold bits and tropical flowers in her hair. She smelled of sweet fruits, coconuts and exotic fruits. She smiled and made sure she looked cute innocent. Play that part of mortal woman calypso, can’t have people find out to fast..*

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The halls of the great palace of the late King Odysseus were filled with noise.

Since his departure, the position of king had been left empty. Many blamed it on the whim of his wife, Queen Penelope, who was determined to reunite with her husband. Of course, most of the kingdom hadn't questioned her decision for the first few years... but after ten years, the kingdom's troubles led to uncertainty about whether the widowed queen could rule on her own. Greed, and the mere promise of the throne, was enough to attract the attention of young nobles from the island and distant kingdoms, who claimed to seek to replace the rightful king, since his son was incapable of doing so.

Within that group was the son of Eupeithes—a young man of noble blood, who had appeared barely three years before, but had managed to take over as leader of the rest of the men vying for the queen. It would be a lie to say he wasn't attractive — his skin was tanned, kissed by he sun, and his wyws carried the witness of multiple atrocities, which were perhaps the reason he had grown a strength comparable to a young soldier. But that appearance was merely a disguise for the conceited son of a bitch he was. From the moment he introduced himself, an aura of narcissism and confidence flooded him, and it only grew stronger as he realized how few boundaries existed in the palace.

The Ithacan carried himself proudly across the marble floors, walking as if he already possessed the crown. The clothes he wore bespoke his position; made of the finest and softest materials his father could find, tailored to his exact measurements to enhance his physique.

"Get me another glass, woman."

Barked the suitor, refering to one of the slaves that stood before him. His manners long gone from his vocabulary at the lack of scolding of not using them.

Once he was handed the goblet, he took a gulp of it with a tantalizing tranquility. He didn't bother finish it, no. He just poured it on the white carpet beneath his feet, and let the servant handle it.

His routine was mundane, one that had been uninterrupted. That was until that day. He could still remember the scent of pollen that invaded his senses — a sign of the blooming spring that was downing over the island — and the sight of an unfamiliar figure standing just outside the palace gates. For a moment, he thought it was a new suitor. However, when he got close enough, he found himself facing a more... feminine figure. A woman who was slightly shorter than himself, and whose face didn't resemble anyone he had met in his whole life.

Ithaca was a very small expanse of land. All the families recognized each other, which had been helpful in recognizing those of noble blood and the low-bloods. So, the sight of a new face was.. confusing, to say the least.

He liked the implication of being the first to possess a new lass.

"Greetings, miss."

The words rolled off his tongue like honey, his canines showing shortly after when he licked his teeth.

"Perhaps we haven't encountered before. However, I do wish to change that fact. If you were so nice.. could I please get your name?"

– @antinous-thefutureking

*She had been looking around for Penelope. Of course Penelope looked like that. Beautiful.. sun kissed with inky black hair.. beautiful eyes.. and having everything she wanted and more.. she’d seen her pictures in a locket.. in the town, asked to see a photo as she was a “new arrival”.. her nails dug into her skin. She was shaking her eye twitched. Her hair was covered in flowers and shells.*

*Her head whipped around at the voice, big purple eyes blinked. Oh.. damn. She knew Odysseus was from here.. but was Ithaca just.. pumping out sexy men?! She stood straight and smiled. Polite.. that’s what lady Aphrodite said. Be kind, polite. That’s what she should do..* “Oh it’s a pleasure to meet you..” *She smiled tilting her head.*

“I don’t think we have encountered before, darling, I’m calypso. New to this place of Ithaca.. from.. umm..” *Shit. Uhh what were the island names again.* “Same. From Same.” *That was what it was called right?? That’s what Odysseus called one of the places near his home on the many maps he’d drawn over and over in the sand..* “It is quite a pleasure to meet someone so strong, now I know I’ll be safe in such a.. large palace..” *She purred placing her hand on her chest a sweet smile on her face.*

*She had many shells gold bits and tropical flowers in her hair. She smelled of sweet fruits, coconuts and exotic fruits. She smiled and made sure she looked cute innocent. Play that part of mortal woman calypso, can’t have people find out to fast..*

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I WOULD LIKE TO SAY.

NOT ALL INTERACTIONS ARE THE SAME

Kaliani is SPEIFCLY for @d33p-d0wn and @1-pupp3t33r or anyone who interacts with them.

I am open for ALL INTERACTIONS!!!

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leave the man alone

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Lay Bankz’s “girlfriend” feels like calypso but also doesnt. Cuz calypso aint fuckin ody, but ‘go tell ur girlfriend that im ur girlfriend’ fits that bitch SO well

PREACH

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“For sure kid! Just make a spare just in case. The little bugger here has been eating anything she can get her fat hands on.”

*She laughed poking Kailani on her tummy and smiling.* “I’ll keep them safe as possible!”

As Anatolius walked in, there was an odd hardness to his steps, bordering on full-on stomps. There were grass stains on his clothes, and a light dusting of dirt on his face. His brows and lips were pulled downwards, in a very uncharacteristic frown.

Something had definitely pissed off the child. The question was, what?

Anatolius sat down next to Calypso, huffing as he looked down at the hand-arranged posy of flowers in his hand, bound together with orange ribbon.

“Hi, Lady Calypso. Is this bouquet any good, at all? I think it’s rubbish.”

—@d33p-d0wn (🌅)

*She looked at the flowers. Rubbish? How? She smiled and pat his head. Kailani sitting on her lap with a bottle.* “I think it’s a lovely bouquet! Why would you think it’s bad..? You arrange flowers so beautifully.” *She looked down at the flowers and frowned..*

“What’s on your mind. You seem more upset about something else. Something that’s not flowers.. so, tell me darling boy, what’s happening..?”

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“Oh! I know! I did this when I apologized to Circe once!” *She clapped her hands and smiled after taking the flowers. Handing them back to Anatolius.*

“You’re gonna watch. Like.. WATCH from a distance. See how they live, see what makes them smile. Don’t let them see you though. Apparently that’s creepy. It’s not creepy if you’re not caught.. anyways. You’re gonna see what they take interest in. If you see something that they seem to like. You use that to your advantage!”

“Like Circe, for example. She really likes glass bottles and herbs! So I scoured the island and found her some and gave her some of the glass bottles I brought from my island! And have them to her before apologizing!”

*She smiled.. Calypso. That’s stalking.*

As Anatolius walked in, there was an odd hardness to his steps, bordering on full-on stomps. There were grass stains on his clothes, and a light dusting of dirt on his face. His brows and lips were pulled downwards, in a very uncharacteristic frown.

Something had definitely pissed off the child. The question was, what?

Anatolius sat down next to Calypso, huffing as he looked down at the hand-arranged posy of flowers in his hand, bound together with orange ribbon.

“Hi, Lady Calypso. Is this bouquet any good, at all? I think it’s rubbish.”

—@d33p-d0wn (🌅)

*She looked at the flowers. Rubbish? How? She smiled and pat his head. Kailani sitting on her lap with a bottle.* “I think it’s a lovely bouquet! Why would you think it’s bad..? You arrange flowers so beautifully.” *She looked down at the flowers and frowned..*

“What’s on your mind. You seem more upset about something else. Something that’s not flowers.. so, tell me darling boy, what’s happening..?”

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I'm very curious. How ticklish would you say you are?

Let's find out, shall we?

(Tickle attack!)

-tkl anon

( @tickle-anon-the-god )

*She screamed and started to laugh. The answer is very ticklish.*

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“Ever since she’s had that.. apple mushy stuff Circe made her. She’s tried to eat everything. I mean.. everything.” *She laughed a bit and tried to get it out of the baby’s tight little grip.* “Let go you fat baby..” *She said gritting her teeth as Kailani just laughed at her mother.*

“I mean.. that’s how it was for me and Circe.. but.. what do you think upset her? I’m sure whatever it was, there was a misunderstanding or something..!” *She looked down at him and smiled.*

As Anatolius walked in, there was an odd hardness to his steps, bordering on full-on stomps. There were grass stains on his clothes, and a light dusting of dirt on his face. His brows and lips were pulled downwards, in a very uncharacteristic frown.

Something had definitely pissed off the child. The question was, what?

Anatolius sat down next to Calypso, huffing as he looked down at the hand-arranged posy of flowers in his hand, bound together with orange ribbon.

“Hi, Lady Calypso. Is this bouquet any good, at all? I think it’s rubbish.”

—@d33p-d0wn (🌅)

*She looked at the flowers. Rubbish? How? She smiled and pat his head. Kailani sitting on her lap with a bottle.* “I think it’s a lovely bouquet! Why would you think it’s bad..? You arrange flowers so beautifully.” *She looked down at the flowers and frowned..*

“What’s on your mind. You seem more upset about something else. Something that’s not flowers.. so, tell me darling boy, what’s happening..?”

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*She looked a bit confused. Girl problems.. right.. shit.. uhhhh.. she wasn’t good at this. She wasn’t good at emotional things at all except for.. anyways..*

“Well umm..” *She ran her nails across his scalp as she gently scratched his head.* “Maybeee.. uhhh..” *She was trying to think.* “Maybe.. she’s not the one for you..?” *She said. That’s what she told herself when Odysseus denied her time and time again.*

“Do the three strike rule! This was strike one. Try two more times and then.. if she denies you after that.. she’s..” *She sighed and looked at Kailani who was now holding the flowers as calypso had to stop her from eating them.* “Then she’s not the one..”

As Anatolius walked in, there was an odd hardness to his steps, bordering on full-on stomps. There were grass stains on his clothes, and a light dusting of dirt on his face. His brows and lips were pulled downwards, in a very uncharacteristic frown.

Something had definitely pissed off the child. The question was, what?

Anatolius sat down next to Calypso, huffing as he looked down at the hand-arranged posy of flowers in his hand, bound together with orange ribbon.

“Hi, Lady Calypso. Is this bouquet any good, at all? I think it’s rubbish.”

—@d33p-d0wn (🌅)

*She looked at the flowers. Rubbish? How? She smiled and pat his head. Kailani sitting on her lap with a bottle.* “I think it’s a lovely bouquet! Why would you think it’s bad..? You arrange flowers so beautifully.” *She looked down at the flowers and frowned..*

“What’s on your mind. You seem more upset about something else. Something that’s not flowers.. so, tell me darling boy, what’s happening..?”

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As Anatolius walked in, there was an odd hardness to his steps, bordering on full-on stomps. There were grass stains on his clothes, and a light dusting of dirt on his face. His brows and lips were pulled downwards, in a very uncharacteristic frown.

Something had definitely pissed off the child. The question was, what?

Anatolius sat down next to Calypso, huffing as he looked down at the hand-arranged posy of flowers in his hand, bound together with orange ribbon.

“Hi, Lady Calypso. Is this bouquet any good, at all? I think it’s rubbish.”

—@d33p-d0wn (🌅)

*She looked at the flowers. Rubbish? How? She smiled and pat his head. Kailani sitting on her lap with a bottle.* “I think it’s a lovely bouquet! Why would you think it’s bad..? You arrange flowers so beautifully.” *She looked down at the flowers and frowned..*

“What’s on your mind. You seem more upset about something else. Something that’s not flowers.. so, tell me darling boy, what’s happening..?”

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*points at calypso*

She crazy as hell but she my baby and I love her LOLL

I finally finished designing her (more or less ?)

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*She smiles. Kissing him back before he pulled away and she laid into his hands. Her giant shark tail, (that traitorous thing), slid across the floor. Almost wagging as she smiled and looked at him with hooded eyes..*

“Mhmm~..” *She muttered looking up at him.*

“Telegonus! Hello my dear!” *She smiled and looked down at him, running a hand over his cheek and holding it before having him let go. Her sharp teeth showing as she smiled.* “You seem down my darling.. what’s wrong??”

*She tilted her head. She still wasn’t good with emotions but.. when a woman.. uhhh Hestia she remembers it being.. taught her a bit she was trying to use it to be more understanding and useful.*

“I’m fine but.. I can tell you’re upset.. so..” *She sat down on the ground and smiled.* “Tell me what’s wrong..” *She said as she pat her lap.*

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“Take advantage… ummm.. ooohhh..” *It took her a moment but she understood and nodded. Aphrodite told her that’s wrong.* “Well.. I-I..” *She still wasn’t good with emotion.. she was trying though..*

“Umm.. maybe.. your mother knows more. I remember hearing her say that this was his punishment for his crimes..! How he was a servant for a woman, a goddess he could fear. One who could have his life in a flash.. maybe.. it’s supposed to be a lesson him being here.. maybe he’s.. trying to learn, like me!”

“I have a bad time with “smothering” apparently. I also am “possessive” and “toxic” to people.. I do come on a bit strong to.. but I’m learning to be better.. and I think maybe he is as well..!” *She smiled. She was trying to find the bright side in this. Trying to find good in the bad..*

“It’s hard to learn and change but.. people still try to everyday.. maybe he is to. His ideas and actions aren’t ever justified but.. he can mentally change. Learn from his wrong doings..”

“Telegonus! Hello my dear!” *She smiled and looked down at him, running a hand over his cheek and holding it before having him let go. Her sharp teeth showing as she smiled.* “You seem down my darling.. what’s wrong??”

*She tilted her head. She still wasn’t good with emotions but.. when a woman.. uhhh Hestia she remembers it being.. taught her a bit she was trying to use it to be more understanding and useful.*

“I’m fine but.. I can tell you’re upset.. so..” *She sat down on the ground and smiled.* “Tell me what’s wrong..” *She said as she pat her lap.*

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“Really? What did he do?” *She tilted her head and looked at him. Her large shark tail wrapping around him with a small smile.*

*She rubbed his back. This was what Aphrodite told her about love. Gentle touches and DONT do things without permission. She was getting good at this affection thing. Even the animals didn’t shy away. Except the fish- anyways, her mind was starting to side track so she looked at him waiting for him.*

“Is there something we can do about it to make him.. less of a piece of shit??”

“Telegonus! Hello my dear!” *She smiled and looked down at him, running a hand over his cheek and holding it before having him let go. Her sharp teeth showing as she smiled.* “You seem down my darling.. what’s wrong??”

*She tilted her head. She still wasn’t good with emotions but.. when a woman.. uhhh Hestia she remembers it being.. taught her a bit she was trying to use it to be more understanding and useful.*

“I’m fine but.. I can tell you’re upset.. so..” *She sat down on the ground and smiled.* “Tell me what’s wrong..” *She said as she pat her lap.*