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descriptions: (of my ocs)

He had olive skin, with dark eyebags. He had black hair, with a blonde undercut, and his hair reached just a bit above his shoulders. He had greyish blue eyes. He was a bit too thin for his health, and was rather short. And He had a scar across his left cheek.

He had a blonde wolfcut about shoulder length. He had pale skin, and he had heterochromia, one brown eye, and one blue eye. His skin was clear and sort of glassy. He was a healthy weight, and quite tall, just a bit above average.

they had brown curly hair, shoulder length. with slightly tanned skin. And amber eyes like a fire burning through the night. They had a burn mark across their cheek. They were average height, and a healthy weight for their height.

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the cold gust of air flowing through the plains, as the birds fly over, and the distant sound of animals can be heard.

sitting under a tree, hand clasped with theirs, their eyes staring into yours. The feeling of calm with no one but them. The feeling of calm when no one can bother you down there, among the trees and hills. a sense of calm where one can’t find anywhere else, but in natures true self, with nothing but each other, in forests, and plains, ocean and rain. The only place where calm truly be found, is in the calmness of one’s true place.

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Telemachus poisoned AU!

AU where Telemachus hadn’t left on a diplomatic mission and to kill Tele, they poisoned him so he was weaker so they could kill him easier (and if they didn’t, the poison would)

TW: poison, inaccurate medicine and tests for the time,

Odysseus had just arrived home. it was about 3 hours after he’d spoken to his wife, and she accepted him, saying she’d always love him. The palace was being cleaned, and nearly finished. He’d gotten some food, and he had been starving. And he’d cleaned, and finally in new clothes instead of those that he’d been wearing forever.

He was sitting at a table. His son sitting across from him, he looked a bit pale. But he wouldn’t know whether that was his normal complexion or not, he hadn’t seen him properly until only a while ago. And Telemachus said he felt fine.

Penelope walked in. And when she saw Telemachus she seemed to get worried. “Telemachus, darling. Are you okay?” Telemachus’ eyes shot up to his mother. “Yes I’m fine, mother.” He said, And rested his head in his left hand. Penelope still looked worried, but didn’t press.

she sat down as well next to Odysseus. They sat in a slightly awkward silence. Before Telemachus bolted up wincing. “Are you okay?” Penelope asked worriedly. He nodded. “Yeah.. just a headache.” He muttered, and leaned back a bit in his seat. “If you’re sure…” Penelope said quietly.

Telemachus stood up and left the room. Odysseus looked at Penelope. “He isn’t always like that, is he?” Penelope shook her head. “No. I’m worried about him, he looks ill…” she sighed. “Maybe he just needs to eat…”

the day went on, later that evening Odysseus and Penelope were sitting by the fireplace, talking. And then Telemachus came in looking worse then he had before. Clutching his stomach slightly. He sat down on a chair by them, and Penelope looked much more worried now. “You’re not okay, darling. You look awful.” She said.

“I feel awful…” he muttered. Holding his head in his hand. Suddenly he passed out. Luckily he was sitting down, but now both of them were much more worried. Both of them quickly stood up. “Telemachus?” Of course he didn’t answer. Odysseus went next to the seat he was in. And felt his forehead. He didn’t have a fever. What could be wrong?

“Penny what do we do?!” He asked alertly. She didn’t know. “We should take him to the doctor, in town.” She said. Odysseus picked up Telemachus with ease, and they left the palace.

they made it down to town (yes they walked 😔) and went straight to the doctor of the town. It wasn’t very busy, but even if it was, they were the king and queen, they would have gotten help first. The doctor led them into the room and had them lay Telemachus down. He checked his temperature, did tests, but couldn’t tell why he suddenly passed out. But at least he still had a pulse.

the doctor ended up telling them he doesn’t know how to help, and they should take him to a bigger doctor in another kingdom. Somewhere like Athens, since they would surely have better doctors. So they got onto one of their ships, with Telemachus. Despite Odysseus being worried about ships after his 10 year journey on the sea, he would do it for his son. They got to Athens in the early morning. This time they had brought a horse with, so when they got to land they set off on the horse.

they made their way to a really good doctor later in the morning, and went in. Odysseus carrying Telemachus still, with Penelope besides him. It was early so not too busy. They went to the front desk. “Please help, our son passed out yesterday, and we don’t know what’s wrong!” Penelope said. The man there nodded and led them into a room. Ody placed him on the bench. The doctor examined him, “has he eaten anything off?” The doctor asked. He had a croaky old voice. “I don’t think so…” Penelope said. The doctor nodded. “I’ll do some tests… you can wait here.” He said. So Odysseus and Penelope sat down. The doctor started doing tests, drawing blood, and after about an hour he came to the two of them. “He seems to have been poisoned.” The doctor said. “What?! But who could have poisoned him?” Penelope asked. “I’m not sure, but I gave him some medicine so he should be fine now.” Penelope sighed with relief. “Good. Thank you so much!” Odysseus was also relieved, but didn’t say much.

they went home, and Telemachus was fine. <3

I don’t know how to end this. This is like my first proper fic lol 😭