#Tele-pet

[a-bottle-of-tyelenol]

agere telemachus headcanons !!

— art from duvetbox —

— requested by @ghostyroyalty (side blog so I can’t actually @ you 💔)

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💙 - telemachus is a flip (little lean) that takes the role of a big brother when he’s caregiving and usually pet regresses to a pup/wolf when he’s little. the only time he doesn’t pet regress is with his parents, particularly with odysseus because they both see it as a means of “starting over”.

💙 - he really enjoys risk play— climbing on things, jumping around, and rolling around with argos and the other hunting dogs of ithaca. he often comes home with scraped knees and its to the point where athena (and hermes) silently watch from afar to keep him safe (particularly before odysseus gets home) because he’s a rowdy puppy with no concept of self-preservation.

💙 - with odysseus gone, penelope depressed and busy running the kingdom, and most of the boys his age being too old (or too angry at his father’s involvement with the war) for him to play with, telemachus grew up very isolated. when he regresses, he hates being alone and has cried more than once when his parents have had to step away for even a moment. it genuinely breaks both of their hearts.

💙 - he still has all the toys that his father carved for him when he was a baby, and all the blankets and clothing his mother made him. when odysseus returned home and found out about telemachus’ regression, he took it in stride (because, really, nothing can shock him at this point and he’s really just glad to be back) and started to carve him even more toys to play with. they often play together on the floor of telemachus’ room, which does a number on odysseus’ back.

💙 - because athena often calls him her little wolf, regardless of his headspace, hermes started calling him a little wolf in sheep’s clothing and uses it as an excuse to call him lamb related pet names when he regresses. hermes also just calls him ‘the littlest prince’ and anything else he can think of to tease him (side note: he uses very similar sheep related pet names for odysseus, like father like son).

💙 - telemachus LOVES playing in the water, swimming, and being on a ship when he’s small. in puppy space, he generally loves running around in the forest and athena often tries to incorporate it into his training (playing fetch to practice his reflexes, for example), but he really is a sea wolf at heart and longs for his father to play with him in the water. one time, odysseus threw him off one of ithaca’s docks and was forced to keep doing it despite his aching muscles because telemachus’ giggle every time he resurfaced was too adorable.

💙 - to be honest, most of this is also true when he’s in big brother mode or in an older headspace. the main difference is just that he’s in an older headspace and therefore far more mischievous. he reminds everyone a lot of a teenage odysseus now that he isn’t burdened by the weight of the suitors and his family’s grief. he loves causing trouble, knowing that the resulting “punishment” will be equally insane. odysseus once had him rounding up goats for three hours, only to reveal that for every goat telemachus put in the pen, odysseus picked a different one up and let it go. telemachus, with his mother’s help, got him back by filling the palace with said goats while he was asleep. he spent much of his teenage years in uncertainty regarding his father’s living status, the growing impatience of the suitors, and the looming knowledge that he is growing into a responsibility that no one prepared him for. his older headspace is really healing, in that aspect.

💙 - fiercely protective of his momma, regardless of his headspace, and she finds this endlessly amusing (and equally sweet). when odysseus comes home, it’s a bit of a struggle for telemachus to adapt to someone else taking up his mother’s time, especially when he’s small and prone to the jealousy of a little boy. sometimes, his parents will be lounging together, talking and making up for lost time, and he’ll wiggle between them and rest his head in her lap. other times, he might drag odysseus away from anyone he’s talking to for the same reason. lucky for him, he has both his parents wrapped around his finger and neither of them have any qualms with giving him extra snuggles <3

[oddphotos362]

[the-winters-prince]

Something awakens in Ishraq the first time he pulls a crying Telemakos into his arms and now he wishes he was the older of the two

I feel like Ishraq is emotionally stunted and doesn't cry easily (he cried when he was a little child living in the brothel but they just ignored him until he stopped and was never able to shed tears again.) That's why Telemakos fascinates him. He's so full of emotions. It's so easy to make him feel any emotion he wants to see on his face. Laughter, tears, surprise, embarrassment. He wants it all.

[telekinetic-issue]

Presented without comment because Morgrim already said everything that needed to be said.

[foopsie-daisy]

I was thinking about getting a pet nobody but I did some research and turns out they can’t be bought alone because they go insane and turn into a monster so they have to be bought with a penny bug and a tele bug so just making sure you didn’t buy him alone sorry if this is invasive

Worry not, we got them all together! The rescue said they were separated for a long time before they found em, so they’re pretty attached to eachother. Pen is a little camera shy but i caught them dozing here hehe

[unintentionalseductress]

Natural Breeding Clinic: Patient 1

warnings: MDNI, breeding kinks, use of pet names, piv sex, medical kink, clitoral fingering, nipple play, slight oral (male receiving)

a/n: Here it is. Enjoy ya filthy sluts (said with love). Join the taglist here! Edit: Thank you tumblr for flagging this even though there was nothing wrong with it! guys let me know if there's an issue or you can't read it.

Prologue - Patient 1 - Patient 2

You’re seated awkwardly on the edge of the examination table, trying not to fidget with your hair. Your insides feel like they’ve been tied into knots and your blood won’t stop growing hot in your veins, rushing through your ears so loudly that you feel like you might’ve been at the ocean. After years of trying and failing to find the perfect man, you’d finally given up, content to live as a single woman. But there was one unfulfilled desire you harbored that unfortunately required a member of the opposite sex; a child. After numerous inquiries and health examinations, you finally stumbled across the Jujutsu Fertility Clinic and decided that you might as well experience the entire process of a natural pregnancy.

Your heart is already beating faster than normal, something that Shoko, the kind nurse who had done your vitals, took note of before giving your hand a reassuring pat. “It’s very typical to have a slightly elevated heart rate. It’s all the anticipation. But if you feel like you’re having a panic attack, please don’t hesitate to push your call button. Your doctor will be in soon to start your session.” 

Shoko had cheerfully left the room and now you couldn’t help but feel like a horndog, imagining all the different scenarios that might play out today. You were certain you had picked the right doctor. He came off as well-spoken and kind as he’d shared details about himself while also listening to your side of things, taking note of the intimate snippets you told him as though you were discussing the weather that day.

Breathtakingly handsome and highly educated, you knew you wanted him to be the one who would father your child. Each tele-visit had left your panties drenched and you and your Hitachi wand had become better friends recently, locking yourself in your bedroom once the visit was over to run the rounded head of the toy against your needy clit, imagining the day your breeding session would be booked and you’d feel your doctor in the flesh, fantasizing what his cock would look like and how it would fill your cunt as he put a baby into you. 

Now the day was finally here. Shoko’s instructions had said to wear whatever made you feel attractive, so here you were, dressed in a demure wine-colored dress that accentuated your boobs, with little bits of cream-colored lace lingerie underneath. You were starting to question your choice of undergarments now, knowing that you were probably already wet, a telltale patch of moisture surely present on the crotch of your panties. What would your doctor think? Or perhaps he was used to this? After all, you couldn’t have been his only patient who got turned on at the prospect of sleeping with him. 

Just when the pulsations between your legs start becoming unbearable there’s a knock at the door and your heart skips a beat as you hear your name being called before your doctor enters the room. Tall, with perfect teeth, snowy locks, and aquamarine eyes, he looks at you and gives you a casual smile. The pictures paled in comparison to how personable he looked in real life. He extends a large hand with beautifully long, masculine fingers towards you, and you place your palm on it, feeling the warmth seep into your slightly clammy hands. He presses a kiss to the back of your hand before speaking.

“I’m Dr. Satoru Gojo. It’s very nice to meet you at last. Now, I know that most patients are anxious to start the insemination process right away, however, there are a few more verbal formalities we need to get out of the way before we can actually begin. This portion does need to be recorded, as I’m sure Shoko would have mentioned to you when she set up the camera.” He points towards a small camera and you nod, remembering what the dark brunette nurse had told you. 

“I can also promise you that your insemination process will not be recorded in any way. We won’t even be in the examination room as it happens. There have been a few rare instances where the patient wanted to be recorded but it was part of their sexual profile.”

He grabs the clipboard on the desk and gives you a reassuring smile. You, on the other hand, are trying not to salivate all over the floor like a rabid animal, your appetite even more whetted after his appearance in the room. 

“To confirm once more, you, F/n L/n, are giving me, Dr. Satoru Gojo, permission to breed you, and were not manipulated or coerced in any manner into making this decision, correct?”

Practicing restraint, you look at the camera. “Yes.”

“You have undergone all the necessary testing as well as physicals needed to assess your body’s condition to carry a baby and were given all the information before you chose to move forward and meet with me correct?”

“Yes.”

“You and I extensively discussed turn-ons, turn-offs, use of toys, and preferences for positions, as well as spoke about kinks in an effort to better understand how your breeding needs can be met. After these discussions were done, we mutually agreed to move forward and set up this insemination, correct?”

You lick your lips and try not to appear too eager. “Yes.”

“Perfect.” Satoru moves over to turn off the camera. “Let’s move to a more comfortable spot shall we?” He offers his hand again and you take it before hopping off the table, letting him lead you out of the room and down the hallway where he stops in front of a different door and starts punching in a code. It swings open and he gestures for you to enter. Your eyes widen as you step inside. It has the look of a posh hotel room, with a large king-sized bed set in the middle. Low-lit lamps made for romantic lighting were scattered across the room as Satoru follows you and the door locks closed behind you with a click.

Your breath catches in your throat as you feel him right behind you, then wraps his arms around you, drawing you against his well-toned chest. “You’re so tense sweetheart. Don’t worry.” He presses a kiss on top of your head. “Just focus on enjoying the process. We’re going to repeat it after all, until your womb quickens with my seed, growing the thing you want the most.” His voice is a deep, sensual purr in your ear, said so gently yet carrying such a dirty undertone that it sent a jolt of pleasure straight into your clit. 

“You said you like cuddling prior to your sexual escapades. Shall we?” He glances over at the large bed and you swallow, nodding. 

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Please. We’re going to get quite intimately acquainted now. Call me Satoru. Trust me it helps.” Licking your lips, you take his lead and he guides you to the bed, laying you down gently on the pillows before settling behind you, your back pressed to his chest, his long legs brushing against yours, causing every nerve in your body to be on high alert. 

Though you had said you enjoyed cuddling which led to foreplay, your body was already sensitized from the knowledge that a sexual encounter was going to happen and you weren’t quite in the mood for cuddling. Still, you allowed yourself to be wrapped up in his arms, inhaling his scent, a kind of fresh, watery musk, and feeling his breath on your ear. His hands entwined with yours, gently flexing your fingers with his in the spaces in between, nuzzling the crook of your neck, making you feel like you were about to spontaneously combust. One of his hands leaves yours and begins to wander down your collarbone, delicately stroking, before dipping lower, tracing the neckline of your dress down to the swell of your breasts, letting his fingertips drag teasingly over an already hard nipple before resting on your belly, playing with the soft squish of it, feeling the way your body reacted to his touch. 

Rushes of heat keep darting under your skin, and far too soon, your rounded ass starts to arch back, grinding shamelessly into his thighs, stifling a wanton noise when you feel hardness pressing back against you. A low chuckle, punctuated by a soft nibble on your ear. Unsure, you pause, wondering if you’d somehow done something funny.

“It’s perfectly normal to feel like you need to bring some movement in response to being touched.” Satoru’s hand comes back to stroke your breast over your dress, the light petting sending little erotic skitters along your skin.  “Don’t fight it,” he says reassuringly, then slides his hand onto your hip and pulls you against him, subtly thrusting into your plump rear. “Just do whatever you’d normally do.”

A sigh of longing leaves your throat and you start to rousingly roll your hips against Satoru’s erection, feeling a spike in your confidence as he lets out a soft groan. “There you go, sweetheart. Take what you need.”

Fuelled by his encouragement, you roll over to lay face to face, seeing those hypnotic eyes watch you intently, and trace a finger across his jawline, shyly tipping your face up to his for a kiss. He obliges, dipping his head down and capturing your lips, and you revel in the way his mouth feels. You’d been dreaming about it for what felt like ages, and now to finally experience it was a heady rush. Your mouth opens to accept his probing tongue, the wet slip gliding over yours, sampling his taste, feeling the softness of his lips. His hands play with your hair, running enticingly down your back, cupping your ample bottom and pushing, drawing you closer to his heat and growing erection. 

Your kisses grow impatient as he continues to tease you, squeezing and tickling your trapped flesh over your dress, hands slipping just low enough to flirt with the hem but not quite low enough to actually get under it. You whine, pulling away from Satoru’s mouth, and notice he’s observing you, eyes concentrated on your face.

“What is it?” He pushes your hair away from your face, softly brushing his thumb against your cheek. “Are you feeling ok?”

You nod, trying not to let your frustration show, but your clit clenches almost angrily now, the intense need to be splayed open and touched taking over all your rational thinking. Satoru presses little kisses onto your forehead, the tip of your nose, and your now closed eyelids, the soft gestures doing little to cool your aching desire. He drags his tongue along the column of your throat and places open-mouthed kisses as he goes. 

The sigh that leaves your throat is full of lust, your hands getting impatient as you finally find the nerve to grasp the fancy knot in his tie and loosen it. A low hum leaves him as he comes back to your face. “There you go. I’m yours for now. Do whatever you want with me.” He draws circles into the skin of your upper thighs, exposed from your wriggling, the skirt of the dress hiked up provocatively. His voice drops to a sultry purr. “After all, we’re here to make sure you’re satisfied. I’m here to ensure you get the maximum pleasure your body needs in order to welcome my seed  into your body.”

Gaining courage, you slip the tie off Satoru’s neck, then turn your attention to his buttons, fingers trembling from anticipation as you begin to undo them, revealing more and more of his pale skin, and his toned chest and abs. Of course he is in perfect shape, and your eyes drink in the vision that he is, watching the way his skin ripples as he draws in a breath. Could you have picked a more handsome doctor? It seems impossible. You reach out to stroke his skin and he sucks in a breath before drawing you against the expanse of his body. 

Satoru’s mouth drops to the crook of your neck, giving it a gentle nip that sends a hot shiver down your spine. “I think you’d make a great mother.” He kisses along the length of your collarbone before hooking a finger into the neckline of your dress and dragging it down your arm to expose more of your shoulder. “I bet you’d look so cute, with a little round baby bump, your breasts becoming fuller each day, your hips growing wider.” A breathy sigh escapes your lips and he kisses the heated skin, sucking on it hard enough to leave a little red mark. 

“Heh. That was a cute sound. You’re so responsive.” He takes advantage of the exposed skin and kisses just at the top of the swell of your breasts and you let your impatience get the best of you, looking up at him pleadingly to take off your dress. 

He obliges, finally grabbing the rumpled fabric bunched at your hips and pulling the silky material off your body. When it’s gone, he gazes down at you in your pretty lingerie. “You dressed up for me? That’s so sweet.” He licks at the valley between your breasts pushed up by the tiny strips of lace. Air hits you at various places, and you can feel an unmistakable stripe of wetness seeping from your cunt onto the lace thong you’re wearing. The tiny piece of clothing had soaked through, making the already revealing thong practically see-through. Satoru sweeps a long finger against it, feeling moisture against his digits. “You’ve been wanting to be bred for a while now huh?” He pops open your bra, feasting on the display of flesh. He cups your tender breasts and gives soft squeezes, perking up your nipples even more, gently tweaking and pulling at them. 

“Waiting so patiently for someone to finally fuck you the way you deserve. To fill your sweet cunt with enough cum to finally get your body in the mood to grow it. Disappointed by so many cocks.” His crude words accompanied by the erotic stimulation of his hands make you moan. The thought of being filled with this man’s baby, to carry it inside you till it grows was pulling at your primal mating instincts. “Till you met me. Don’t worry. Your body will do everything it can to make sure you grow what I give you. I’ll make sure of it. I’ll push it in real deep, ensure it all goes into your womb.”

Chuckling at the way your expression contorts from his fingers, he admires how hard your nipples are, the way they respond to his touch. He palms the creamy flesh of your breasts, and you feel rushes of heat skittering through your body. “Oh, baby these are gonna get so round and full once I fuck you properly. Bet that milk would taste divine.”

Satoru lowers his mouth and draws an aching nipple into his mouth, drawing a strangled cry from you. The texture of his tongue over the stiffened peaks immediately heightens all your senses, feeling pleasure radiate from the center of your breast, feeling it mirrored between your legs where your clit pulsed and throbbed irritably from the madness of needing to be touched. His free hand rests at the top of your other nipple and pushes it in circles, building up your arousal to a fever pitch.

Your blood is hot and running like whiskey through your veins, throwing a punch of heat into your gut, a dizzy spiral of want floating from your throat down into the wet and awaiting folds of your cunt. Satoru takes his time with you, acutely aware of the way your body is already tingling with the desire of wanting to be taken like a bitch in heat. He sees the need of wanting to be filled, to have those soaked walls stroked with his fingers and cock. This is what he was hoping to see. 

Changing nipples, he teasingly bites the other one while his free hand snakes down towards your navel, your muscles tensing under the tickling sensation of his wandering fingers, stroking your belly before finally dipping lower to cup your mound under the flimsy fabric of your panties. With a smooth movement, Satoru hooks his finger into the waistband and drags it off, tossing it away. All your senses become alert, waiting in tortured agony as you feel him part your slick flesh, and his fingers probe the very outer edges of your dripping folds.

A keening moan of want leaves your mouth. His lips leave your moist nipple with a plop as his long middle finger slips to the apex of your pussy, finally giving your needy clit the attention it had been craving. He touches the engorged bud, applying light circles onto it that drive you wild, your sweet noises filling the room. Your legs part so willingly, planting your feet into the mattress, toes curling into the bedspread as he pets your clit tenderly. “Harder,” you manage to choke out, feeling the nub contract. “Please.” The word comes out as a whine as he continues those patient strokes. 

“Good. It’s better when you’re so desperate like this. Your body will be more receptive to me breeding you this way. How much harder, sweetheart?” Satoru’s other hand takes over, holding the swollen folds of your sex apart, giving him better access to tease and toy with your delicate bundle of nerves. He increases the pressure of the stroke a fraction, making you squirm but also groan in frustration. 

“More. It needs to be harder.”

Heeding your request, Satoru adjusts his hand, slipping his ring finger inside your dribbling hole, watching how it gets sucked in with no resistance, and replaces his thumb on your clit. Pushing down firmly onto the center he resumes the circling motions and brings a jolt of pleasure to your system. “Ooh Satoru…” You croon his name as he gets the pressure just right, each motion now bringing delicious friction into your core. Another finger joins the first, curling up to find that sweet patch inside your gummy walls, alternating with scissoring movements as he prepares you for what’s about to come. 

Your body is tense, a bow drawn taut, waiting for the arrow to be let loose. Your hips move on their own accord to match his rhythm, nails sinking into the silky sheets, as though worried you might lose your orgasm if you dared let go. When your body finally gives you release, that pleasurable sequence of delightful spasms, your breath tears from your throat, each wave hitting you more intensely than the last, your core and clit clenching and relaxing as you ride out every last drop of pleasure. 

His mouth covers yours as you orgasm, his kiss intense as he feels your spasms calm down on his fingers, pulling them out and inhaling before sucking them clean. “Delicious…” he murmurs before placing his fingers near your lips, which you accept, sucking the lingering taste of your pussy and his skin, watching the way his eyes darken as you do so. 

“Perfect. You’re ready to be bred now.” Satoru’s hands go to his belt buckle and undo it, and you hear the whine of the zipper as he pulls off his slacks. You can see the bulge of his erection masked behind his underwear and your mouth waters at the size. The pants are discarded into a corner and he begins to slip out of his final piece of clothing, freeing his aching cock from its confines. The lovely engorged tissue was warm, his mushroom head leaking precum from the hole, impressively long with the veins popping from arousal along the sides. You can’t help yourself as you lean over, giving a teasing lick and hearing his breath strangle in his chest. He indulges you for a moment, letting you taste him, your lips catching the milky beads that form, but when you wrap your lips around his head and bob down, he quickly yanks you off him. 

He’s panting, a sheen of sweat covering those chiseled abs, and shakes his head, his white locks dancing on his face before flashing you a grin. “You’re such a tease. But I can’t risk the insemination by letting you have your way, no matter how good it feels.” He lays back on the bed, beckoning you to lay over him, and you feel clumsy as you crawl over to him, resting a knee on either side of his hips. His arms wrap around you and encourage you to rest on top of him, the feeling of heated skin pressing together adding to your delicate state. He strokes your back and kisses you again, his tongue sloppy as it explores your mouth. When he pulls away, he adjusts his hands on your hips, ensuring you were comfortable laying on him. 

“Take a breath.”

You follow his instruction and the exhale turns into a drawn out moan as he guides his cock into your aching wetness. The tip spreads you open followed by his incredible length, your body helplessly sinking onto him, impaled on the column of heated velvet. A long “oh” escapes your lips, his cock seated so intimately inside you, feeling him just shy of your cervix. He’s patient about it, letting you adjust and wriggle, your hands splaying out on his abdomen as you take a few breaths to clear your mind. He felt so good, so hard and manly, his veins pulsing inside you, adding a delicious layer of additional friction as he teasingly drew out. An animalistic growl leaves your throat at his retreat, his tip threatening to slip out of your lubricated core before he thrusts back up into you, the stroke filling the wet channel so satisfyingly.

Lost in the sensations, you allow him to cradle you on his chest, taking his sweet time fucking you, timing his thrusts to your breathing, which becomes shallow as your pleasure builds. Your cunt is dribbling from the heat, the scent of fecundity filling the room, his cock stroking your inner walls desirably. Your pussy clenches, sucking him further into you, pulling him closer to your womb where you needed him. With a moan, you raise up off his chest, using him as support, and start to ride him, his veiny erection slickened from your arousal. 

“Oh that’s it my girl. Take it.” Satoru pushes your hair away from your face as you rise and crash down on him, your hips bucking like your life depended on it. His warm hands cup your bouncing breasts, watching your face contort as you use him for your own need. 

“Fuck yourself on my cock. You like it huh? Need it in you…want it to shoot all that cum into your womb…” He purrs the words as those magnificent eyes look straight into yours. 

The sound of slapping skin fills the room, both your moans mingling in the air. You did need to bred. You had waited long enough. Your mind is a haze of sexual disarray, nothing more important than getting what you need from him. To be bred like the good girl you were, to finally have your most deepest desire fulfilled. Your thigh muscles are tiring, you can feel them quiver in protest but primal instinct is driving you to keep moving, to bounce on his cock until he cums and fills you with his creamy seed…

You gasp in surprise as Satoru’s large hands squeeze around your waist, steadying you, and slowing you down before reversing your positions. He looms over you and has not slipped out with the transition. “Let me do it. You shouldn’t have to work so hard for this.” Angling his hips, he does a few experimental thrusts until he feels his head brush into the spongy knot of nerves inside your body, making you cry out, your eyes squeezing shut, fingernails sinking into the sinew of his perfect ass. 

He surges forward, taking care to brush against it each time, his forearms and biceps rippling as he thrusts. Your legs wrap around his waist, wanton noise leaving your lips as you cling to him, feeling ecstatic rushes of delight humming through your veins. He murmurs frivolities into your ears as he sets up a comfortable rhythm, gspot first, followed by a soft kiss of his tip against your cervix. “Pretty mama. Gonna make you so round and full. You’ll be going home with a part of me inside you. I’ll give you enough today to last until your next round. Don’t worry if it drips. It’s just a sign of how well you’ve been bred.”

Your walls clamp down on him, feeling so full of him, imagining the vivid image he’d described, of becoming plump and glowy, growing life inside your body. “I want that so much,” you confess, glancing up at him and he makes a grunt of approval. 

“Get ready then.”

His movements become faster, his balls slapping against you as he picks up his pace, panting, sweat forming on both your bodies. His abs are tight as he chases his orgasm, feeling his balls starting to draw up in anticipation. Your mouth is open, lewd noises falling from your lips as you wait for him to give you what you need, then feel the familiar spasms gripping your pussy and lose yourself as your body is rewarded with a second orgasm. Satoru lets out a moan as he finally falls off the edge, satisfied with your climax, and sheathes himself completely into your heat, pushing himself as far in as he can go, letting spurts of his hot cum dribble into you, shooting into your fertile womb. He stills, catching his breath, and to ensure that gravity doesn’t work against you, plugging you effectively until he’s sure enough time has passed before he can safely pull out. Satoru’s cock is semi-limp, as he frees himself with a soft squelching noise.

He draws you against him again, reassuringly stroking your back and smoothing your hair. “You did so well sweetheart. Take some rest now. A nap will give your body a little break and do what it needs to do. Just imagine your next insemination session as you rest.” 

His words are a soothing purr in your ear and your eyes did feel heavy and you decide a nap wasn’t a bad idea at the moment. Cozying up to your warm doctor, you sigh against his skin and let yourself fall asleep. You wake up an hour later still snug in his arms. Satoru confirms your next appointment before helping you back into your clothes, and walking you to the reception. 

“I hope this journey will give you everything you want,” he says courteously to you before stepping back into the clinic. You follow up with your remaining four insemination sessions, each more satisfying than the last.

Waiting was the hardest part. But finally, you take the pregnancy test, feeling your heart flutter when the double lines show up in the little window. 

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[number1epiclover]

Sh!t posting (epic! The musical edition)

I have this fanfiction idea, and feel free to steal it, but like in the Oddessy (if I remember correctly) Antonius is closer in age to Tele than the epic fandom headcanon age for Tele.So like either crack treated seriously or like an abusive, whump, smut fic. I don't know I'm just giving out ideas, (please tag me if you steal it I love fanfics)

So the main plot idea is like after Little Wolf we all know the popular headcanon is that Antonius is sitting when he says boy so like maybe their in a dinning hall.

And after everyone leaves, Antonius comes back and like antagonizes him. And Antonius wraps his legs around his neck or something and continues to threaten Telemachus, talking about despite being closer in age to Telemachus he'll still marry Penelope and become king, and threats Penelope and stuff.

Maybe his legs are crushing his wind pipes and Telemachus in a act of pure self defense and self preservation just says.

"if you want to marry a royal, I'll marry you just leave my mother be"

And of course Telemachus is muffled so Antonius loosens his thighs so Telemachus can breath. Of course Antonius the power hungry prick says yes. Of course he does. Maybe Antonius to really only make him feel worse calls him a pet name as he leaves.

Maybe Telemachus goes to his mother's room and cries, asking her why he did that. Maybe before that Athena tries to help come up with a plan or a strategy but Telemachus gets stressed out and just cries to his mom.

I don't know, this is less of a shit post now, and more like a serious fanfic idea. Ask about this au because I have more ideas.

[mer-acle]

Tele and Owlthena

(Odysseus would like y'all to know that when he tried to pet her when he was young he got bitten instead of pecked affectionately)

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[moonlitenvyillust]

Telemachus✓ Penelope✓ Odysseus's turn!

{•} as how Canon says, Ody has a scar on his thigh from fighting the magic bull. Though to me i think he doesnt feel ashamed about that at all

{•} nicknames include "Pet liar" "warrior of the mind" (by Athena). "Snake" "Short king" (By Diomedes). "Shortie" (by Achilles, Patrocles, Agamemnon) "my husband" and "my love" (by Penelope.)

{•} refuses to eat fish after whatever happened with Poseidon was (600 strike)

{•} aquaphobic.

{•} how did he know Telemachus is genderfluid (my Canon) you may ask? Father instinct.

{•} Made multiple toys at Troy for Telemachus. But it was all lost at sea.

{•} When he Saw Argos again, he almost cried. And when Argos died, he cried.

{•} Athena gave him a necklace, an owl shaped pendant Made of Wood with a calming scent. After my goodbye, the scent dissapeared.

{•} knows that it was Eurylochus opened the wind bag during the start of puppeteer ("captain, there is something that i must confess")

{•} during Luck Runs Out, Ody knew what was going on. He knew that Eurylochus was trying to place a sense of distress in the ship

{•} his bow is heavy as shit

{•} has nightmares of those who died (the underworld reff)

{•} Telemachus asked him to sit down in front of him so that he could finish his sketch (the one i mentioned here) and thats basically where they started bonding over their art (Tele draws designs and Ody sculpts them)

{•} bear hugs. Need i say more?

{•} lies easily. Its the Hermes blood in him.

[milessunflowers]

Trans male reader asking the French drivers (Pierre or Esteban, no preference) if reader can stay at their place bcz reader has come out to his transphobic father (which didn't go well obviously) and wants to start a new life away from the close-mindedness?

I'm in desperate need of some fluff 😅🥲

-🦉 (I saw it wasn't claimed yet, hehe)

me bc my parents are transphobic and don't believe trans ppl deserve health care. i feel you on the need for fluff bc yeah, it's difficult so i got you covered 🦉

esteban ocon x trans!reader

synopsis: after finally coming out to your family, they turn you away causing you to seek refuge with your closest friend

author's note: honestly, this is me projecting a bit too 😅 i came out to my old friends and they misgendered me and made fun of me so i am scared to come out to other people and knowing my family, they wouldn't be too nice abt it

it took you years to finally work up enough confidence to tell your parents about being trans

you thought maybe they would be supportive

your mom was on the fence about it but your dad

your dad was a whole other story

he blew up on you practically

he yelled and screamed, made you pack up your stuff and leave

you were in shock the entire drive

hell, you didn't even know where you were driving until you ended up at esteban's house

you don't know why your brain decided that esteban was the safest choice but you were glad it did

you knew esteban would never judged you

you knocked on his door and as soon as he answered you collapsed into tears on him

he knew exactly what happened and pulled you inside to sit in the living room

he let you cry as long as you needed

which was a very long time as it turns out because you thought maybe your parents would change their views if they found out

he doesn't rush you just offers support, some snacks, and water

you cuddle with him on the couch and watch the spiderman movies on the tele for a while

he offers you his guest room and you immediately take the offer

it felt a lot better staying somewhere where you felt safe and not targeted

plus esteban loved having you with him, it made him all smiles and giggles

you slowly started to move into the apartment and soon, you both had a shared living space

you helped with bills and everything

you and esteban made dinner together and often had movie nights (that you both secretly thought of as date nights)

and when you got top surgery, he was so helpful and sweet, making sure you had everything you could ever need

he takes you places when you start to really feel down and it instantly cheers you up

the change from the harsh, close minded environment to this made you so happy

a lot of fans considered you esteban's wag

neither of you complained or shut down rumors

even if you guys weren't official official yet

when you start feeling better about being accepted, you started showing up to races more

you and esteban always arrive together, laughing and smiling

you just stare adoringly at esteban as he talks and signs things for fans

especially little kids (he has to be good with kids, i just know it)

and if this is from last season, when he came p2 in brazil, you were bawling your eyes out

you don't even hesitate to kiss him and he doesn't hesitate to kiss back

you were never happier because you were so proud of him

he made you happy, made you feel seen, made you feel loved

and he felt exactly the same way, maybe even more

your parents were not happy when they found out

but at that point, you had cut them out of your life entirely

no one would break your happy bubble with esteban

you guys end up getting some pets (*cough cough* bunnies) that you guys call your children

and you guys go on double dates with mick and pance (yes they are dating in this fight me)

its seriously the most fun you have ever had

other dates of yours and esteban's include: binging marvel movies, forcing him to watch football matches, and baking dates that end up with burnt cookies

you guys still eat them because you had fun, even if they taste like shit

his parents also love you so much and are so supportive

they are the sweetest ever and so glad you and esteban found each other

they also love their "grandkids"

anytime you need advice, you go straight to them

including when you were planning to purpose to esteban

turns out you both had the same idea to purpose on your anniversary

obviously you guys say yes and a little over a year later, you guys were married and happier than ever

TAGS! (if you want to be added, lmk!)

@op-81-lvr-reblogs, @koalapastries, @justaf1girl, @ghostking4m, @spoonfulofmilo, @seonghwaexile, @alex-wotton, @raizelchrysanderoctavius

[the-winters-prince]

notenderhands said Lleu would put a leash on Medraut if he could get away with it, do you think FC! Lleu would put a collar on Telemakos?

[lethia-not-athena]

Main Blog: @zippyskyfalls . This is for art/suggestive asks, PLEASE storm me there instead!!

"Oh, Hello! My name is Lethia, daughter of Penelope of Ithaca and sister to Telemachus of Ithaca. Sister of Nymeria. I haven't had much luck remembering anything for these past 5 months. All I have is this weird dagger I carry around. All I have is my dagger, my spear, and Larry(a, I know nothing right now. People are asking me a lot about the gods, but I have no information on the topic. I'm sorry if we've met before, but I can't remember anything from before earlier today - besides my family - . If we've met... I'm sorry."

"If I don't know you, stay away from me. I'm not letting you get close to Larry."

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"A-Are you here to learn about me? I'm sorry... there's nothing to learn about."

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Striken Athena!AU (Original concept)

LORE:

After the events of God games, the bolt did serious damage, causing Athena to lose her memories, she only remembered 3 words. "Is she dead?"

Athena was then found by Telemachus and Penelope, to which she was taken under Penelope's wing. She goes by Lethia now!

She doesn't remember her past at all, the phantom shock from the thunder caused her powers to be disabled, the only sign of her immortality is the ichor she still bleeds.

UPDATE:

Lethia met a wonderful Siren named Nymeria... she unfortunately passed away. It's only Lethia and her pet shark now. She doesn't live in Ithaca anymore. She's in the cave Nymeria was killed in, hoping she'll one day come back.

"Please come back."

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"Who's your mother?"

Penelope of Ithaca.

"Do you remember your dad?"

I know I have one, but he's been gone for years.

"Any siblings?"

Telemachus, but I swear I remember a voice talking to me before THAT day

____

Likes: My mother, Odysseus, Telemachus, swords fighting, reading, exploring.

Dislikes: not remembering who I am, my mother's suitors.

Extra information: why do you want it?.

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People I trust:

@penelope-is-waiting - my mother!!!

@ceixion-of-ithaca - he's a cool guy. He's my brother's brother in another world!

@sunlights-daughter - I trust her... a bit.

@4mph1r1t3 - basically my other mother!

@the-goddess-of-chaos-eris - Eris! She's the nicest goddess I've met so far. (Sure, hope nothing bad happens)

@banished-tele - cool guy to mess with! Feels like my brother

@whysoshocked - one of my best friends! We both relate to memory loss

@gryph-the-condor - my first ever friend!

@apollo-god-of--like--everything - my brother, my real one, at least.

@odysseus-of-ithaka - my student, pain in my ass sometimes, but I care about him.

@antinous-of-ithaca-but-cuter - "My super cool husband boyfriend pretty amazing awesome, silly cute adorable lover partner" - Telemachus

@athena-not-lethia - Chat I have no idea who they are they're nothing like me/j

@thalia-of-ithaca - Apparently, my daughter! I love her :D (edit: she WAS my daughter)

@sunflower-azura - I'm sorry if I did something wrong, Azura...

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Athena talks like this, Telemachus talks like this, and I talk like this!

[amostcuriousmythicist]

Penelope: oh Tele! Can you help me with the groceries?

Telemachus: oh sure mom.

Electra: Your mom calls you Tele?

Telemachus: oh yeah, it’s like a pet name for me 😅

Electra: well that’s sweet. Do you want to know what my mom’s pet name for me is?

Telemachus: what?

Electra: “Electra” 😑

[thank-you-doggo]

Hello! I've been following you and liking some of your posts whenever you decide to upload a post, and I really like your art style! Also I have a question for your oc Davi, Can I maybe pet his pet dinosaur? I really like dinosaurs and the idea of him having a dinosaur for a pet is absolutely awesome!!! 😁

hello there! thank you for the lovely compliments! :D

Heres Dav, and his reply to you (Ft Tele, the Tyranophone.)

[isimarie2]

Red someday accidentally turns her self in a cat and goes to find Chloe for help what she didnt Plan was for Chloe to beginn petting her and taking care of her Red Beginns to purr realy loutly and Chloe finds her adorable so she takes her in and feeds her Red is realy wary of the cat food because she is a Humen in real life and not a cat but after 2 days not eating she caved in after 3 days Chloe begann to wonder were Red is because she hadent seen her in 3 days she beginns to worry realy bad and tells the cat (Red) how she feels about her and that she is realy scared that something bad happened to her Chloe then talked about every thing she liked about Red and Red listened carfully and realised that her felings may be not one-sided. after a weak (she didnt tell anyone because she thaught Red probaly just needet distance) Chloe realy beginns to panic and crys her self to slep cudled up with Red the cat and in the morning wakes up to a snugled up Red huging her in her bed (later they find out that the spell only holds a weak and turns the Person back to normal after that) Chloe is realy flusterd that Red is A snugeld up to her and B you probaly guess has no Clothes on and then she hears it Red speaking in her slep saying she loves Chloe to after that Chloe begins to laugh because 1 its funny that she literly had Red around her all week without noticing and telling her her feelings for her and 2 it was so obviouse because the fur was red.

When Red wakes up Red is mortefied that she layes in Chloes bed without clothes on and Chloe staring at her grinning like a chesire cat.

And after all what happened they come together and Red still teases Chloe about her teling Red in her cat Form the felings she hat for her years later when they are happylie Married.

If anyone can turn this to a realy cute fic pls write me about it so i can read it because for the love of im not good at Writing.