Hello! Can I please request Zagreus x reader headcanons for what Zagreus would be like if he gets jealous? Thank you!
Okay... That would be a continuation of this headcanons! ^^
I don't think Zagreus would get jealous so quickly! So I made some scenarios were he could get a lil' jelly.
[And I'm seriously wanting to make one Greek Gods x [You] series after so many thoughts about Poseidon, Apollo and Dionysus as boyfriends and being Hera's 'secret' lover - Like, before marrying Zeus or something like that.]
If Anyone wants to see that, please tell me :]
So, to refresh your minds about the personalities traits:
Sun [Extroverted, funny and carefree people.] - GOD.
Moon [Introverts, gentle and creative people.] - UNDERWORLD GOD.
Eclipse [Ambiverts, can change their humors a lot.] - HALFBLOOD.
Cloud [Quiet, smart and can be someone gentle] - PUNISHED SOUL
Rain [An confort zone, caring and gentle but just for the ones that they care about.] - FORCED TO LIVE IN THE UNDERWORLD, GOD.
Rainbow [Flirty, charming and adventurous.] - GOD MENTIONED BY OTHERS.
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Zagreus Jealous
Does he get jealous quickly?
No, he doesn't.
Zagreus isn't some kind of yandere or anything like that, he knows that you can handle any situation very well - So, he doesn't get jealous of anything.
Everything seems okay to him; You want an poly relationship? Okay, talk to him and he will make this work well. You want to date his dad? No. You want to date Dyonisus? All fine for him.
But, he can get Jealous quickly if people can do things that he can't with you.
What does he get jealous of?
That depends on the personality you chose. If it is Sun or Eclipse, he gets jealous about how the other gods can just... Go and talk to you, hug you, kiss you...
If it is Moon, Cloud or Rain, he is probably going to get jealous if you are approaching or give too many gifts to other beings, especially if he - by himself - doesn't get that many gifts - Or - you giving too much attention to someone other than him or his family.
If you are Rainbow, if you are flirting too much with others, he can feel a little jealous - especially if you start getting touchy with them.
It's very difficult to get him jealous and not mad. [Situations that some people put to 'jealousy act' (SA) would get him mad - what is not the ask.]
How does he act?
When he is jealous... Well... It is a little difficult to say with 100% certainty - because his actions change depending on what you like and if you are in the underworld and everything.
He starts to roll his eyes at the subject [The other person], especially if they are trying to get your attention. He WILL be very very sarcastic with the other person, even mocking their words.
With you [around the other person] he would just play off as being chill and would just give some hints about his jealousy for you to understand that he wants to talk with you alone. [He wouldn't make you just let your friend behind just because he felt jealousy]
With you, alone, he would explain everything that he felt and ask for forgiveness - cause he couldn't control his own feelings. You would need to say some kind stuff to him, in your own way, to make him understand that feeling jealousy is normal... And that he shouldn't feel so down about that.
...Now, you would want to know how he would act with the personality that you chose... Right?
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You and Aphrodite combined boons for your true love... Well, things didn't go as right as you thought.
You thought that it was a GREAT and FUNNY idea to surprise your boyfriend. You and Aphrodite just appear two time - in the beginning and to get a combine boon, after that, it seemed like you two just disappeared... Of course, it was part of your fun plan!
You and Aphrodite were chilling around after getting Zeus and Hades permission to go down there and were just waiting for Zagreus to chose between your boon or Aphrodite. With an 0,3 time record, he choosed your boon.
"Thank you, my beloved! I will remember this~ I would Aaaaalways choose you too!"
"What a shame... Could I be the third person into your relationship? Oh wait, I already am." Aphrodite was talking about being the third wheel... But, Zagreus [who was thinking that you two were acting suspicious] understanded... Another meaning.
"Heeey! Don't say it like that!"
He didn't like it. He just avoided the heart (Aphrodite's skill) and killed all the monsters, before just picking Aphrodite boon so he could continue his way, not saying anything.
You could sense there was something wrong with Zagreus, but you couldn’t actually tell exactly what… But you were so happy and excited for Zagreus to get back at Hades’s place so you could surprise him that you didn’t even think about how sus everything sounded.
And after some time, Zagreus died… Well, no sh- But he got back at the ‘checkpoint’, where… Tada! You were there too!
“. . .Oh my, if it isn’t Zagreus’s partner!” With Hypnos' lack of keeping secrets and surprises, he would be upfront with that information. Zagreus quickly turned his head so he could see… You. You … The vision he had - first seeing you - was probably one of the prettiest in his head.
he didn’t wait, just runned to hug you with all the speed he had - using his dash to be close enough to you before just pulling you to his embrace. Aphrodite would laugh at this demonstration of affection.
“Seems like Zagreus and you match~” She would say, happily almost not seeing how dark and dull his eyes would be almost hostily towards her “Oh my- I should apologize for what I did say earlier~ I understand that you misunderstood my words, I was talking about being the ‘Third wheel’ and not the ‘lover’~”
“Oh… I see, it's my fault.” He would say in his worried but sorry tone as he created a little distance between you and him “...Though… Could I talk with you, [Reader]?”
He would guide you to his room, there, he would be way more upfront with his thoughts… “Look, I’m sorry… I… I just couldn’t say those things in front of Hypnos and Aphrodite… But… I got jealous of that whole thing… I just noticed that you could live happily with some god of the Olympus. It would be way easier and you wouldn’t have too much trouble… Especially because of having to go through a lot of stuff just so you can get into the Underworld.”
“Do you think I give a single fuck?” You would say, with your characteristic smile and would pinch Zagreus’s cheek “I love you, Zagreus… And if I need to go to hell, another dimension or whatever to be with you, I will.”
“...You are too… Much… You know?” He would say with a chuckle.
“You were the one that, for the first time seeing me, guided me to your room.”
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Hypnos and you started to get very close... Because of that, some souls didn't know about your true romantic relationship and would have their doubts.
Hypnos and you - for some reason - were getting very close, maybe it was because you could see his value, you don’t judge his laziness and tries to help in what you can, even defending him from the verbal attacks from the others gods - Even if it was from the mighty Nyx or Hades.
Because of your protection, an ‘meme’ started towards the souls - “Zagreus, his partner [you] and Zagreus's partner husband [Hypnos].”
No one seemed actually uncomfortable with that joke and - sometimes - Zagreus or Hypnos would kindly laugh it off and change the topic - But, this day, a Soul asked in front of others [loudly] if Hypnos was your boyfriend.
“No.” That was your fast answer.
“Hahahaha… How is that even an question...?" Hypnos would try to laugh it off, because he could feel Zagreus glare towards him - waiting for his answer “No, no. They are with this handsome fellow” Hypnos would point toward Zagreus and the words that the soul told Zagreus what they thought about the situation.
“Well, you should be careful then. They are too close.”
“Excuse me, but I trust both of them. If they were in love, I know that they would tell me… And, I’m not against polyamour.”
The soul would stay quiet after that, Hypnos would sigh of relief and you would just wait patiently for Zagreus to go back to his room - following your boyfriend, you would hug him - bringing him closer to your body as a ‘gift’.
“Even as a God, I’ve never heard something as sweet as that… I’m happy that you trust me… But I could feel a hint of jealousy.”
“I’m sorry, dear. Some feelings are difficult for me to… Understand, I admit that I was a little jealous of how fast you two became friends. Just that… But - I do not think you would ever cheat on me. I know and believe when you say you’re loyal.”
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You were in the middle of a training session with Heracles... For the first time, Zagreus appeared in the Olympus in the middle of it... And- Well, a misunderstanding started.
[I swear it's not like the ones where the other person just lets it all be the way it is and doesn't try to explain.]
As always, your training with another demigod was marked - This time with the champion, Heracles. Your muscles were hurt, and you could feel a heavy pain around your neck, with that, Heracles promised you a great massage. Then be it… The only bad thing was that you were almost naked in front of your long distance boyfriend with a 2-3 meters muscular soft boy behind you.
“Oh shit.” You would say making it seem more sus than it already is.
“Am I interrupting… Something?” Zagreus would ask, waiting for you to realize that he was on Olympus.
“HOLY COW! YOU ARE IN OLYMPUS, WHAT IN HERA!?” You would run towards Zagreus, hugging him “And Alcides was just giving me a massage, we were training.”
“Oh… I see… I have to admit that I got a little jealous of what I have seen.”
“Ah, He is Zagreus- right? Your prince, [You]? And you shouldn’t get jealous of us, I’m married.” Alcides would ask while making his way towards both of you “As they said, I’m Alcides - Heracles is my ‘nickname’... We could say that.”
“Pleasure meeting you… Your father told me about you, Hera never gives up, hn?”
“Never…” Alcides said with an expressionless face.
“Well, we should catch things up, right Zagreus?” Noticing that Alcides is thinking about his dead family, you would say “How about you come with us? It would be fun.”
“Count me in.”
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You were just chilling around, until an soul started to talk with you... Flirt with you... You ignored they, but they continued.
Being also a soul made some souls think that the underworld would be their dating app. You were ignoring that soul for… Minutes? Hours? You didn’t know. All that you knew was that Zagreus' hand was around your waist.
“Is there any problem?” Zagreus would ask - already tired of all of that fucking flirt.
“...No-” The soul would get the fuck out-
“...You shouldn’t just ignore, some souls told me you were ‘giving attention to them’, I suggest that you call Cerberus…”
“I prefer to just ignore… It’s not like I care about fake news… About that, did you… Believe it?”
“To be honest? No, but I couldn’t control the hint of jealousy that I felt… It was… Horrible and - as your boyfriend, I know that I should expose those feelings for you to understand it... And help me.”
“I’m sorry… I... Do feel jealous about you too... Sometimes.”
“You have no faults, my princess… And, remember, you are the only one who has my heart in your hands.”
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You finally did it... You made the perfect potion! It allowed you and Zagreus to walk freely in the human world for 24 hours. But, maybe you happened to catch a random man's attention...
You missed how the sun would go through your skin, how you could feel the wind… And Zagreus seemed in love with the feeling too. Finally… The both of you were there, without the other gods to know… But, at least, you could make Zagreus be away from some ‘god connected place’ by your knowledge of them.
Zagreus was swimming with you, he thought that that would be cool - and, It actually is!... But the uncool part is explaining how to swim to that prince. Well, after a long time, you caught someone's attention. In this case - Someone you didn’t want.
A random person walked towards you.
“What a beauty… Wouldn’t you like to let that… Zombie there and come with me for a lil’ fun?” They would say, kneeling in front of you “You know, he doesn’t seem wealthy at all.”
“Pardon?” You would ask, with a confused expression - ��What?... You think- You think I’m beautiful?” They would just smile and nod “MY zombie thinks that too!” You pointed to Zagreus “So, yeah, not going to change my zombie for some random.”
“Oh alright, then.” The person just nodded and then got up “Wish the both of you an good day” Now, what the fuck- Is that how being catcalled works nowadays?
“What a weird person-” Before you could continue your words, Zagreus were hugging you from behind “Hey, no fucking in water-”
“...What?- I- I just wanted to hug you and tell you thanks…”
“Ah… Didn’t know, you can continue it.”
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You thought it was a good idea to flirt around with anyone... Well, Zagreus didn't think so.
Zagreus and you started a closed relationship, Hades still hates you for just appearing out of nowhere - demanding to marry his son [Like, who the fuck are you?] but when he looked at Zagreus and saw his… Shiny eyes - He knew that you were someone important to him. That’s why he decided to give his blessing to the relationship, but ONLY if you two could be together for 3 months without an big fight.
With that, Persephone suggested some ‘challenges’ to Zagreus and you, being one of them ‘flirting around’, they wanted to see your and Zagreus reaction to someone trying to flirt with both of you.
The soul would go towards Zagreus first while you were asking something for the cooker. The soul would start with a respectful bow to Zagreus and would say “I’m sorry, master Zagreus , but if I don’t have a bed how am I going to serve you?”
He almost choked - You didn’t seem bothered though, just continuing what you were doing while Zagreus tried to think about an answer. “I’m sorry but, I would suggest not flirting with me… I don’t feel comfortable with that.” A simple and honest answer, it would be enough to make the soul step back until just started to do something else. Zagreus would sigh and start looking at you, making sure you weren’t mad about his answer or anything. “All fine, [reader]?”
Your answer would be a nod while finishing your meal “Duude, the food here is HOT as F U C K, not as hot as you though.” With that simple answer you got Zagreus a lil’ flustered, he was going to say something but another soul approached the table where you two were.
The soul just said “Bro, I’m in hell or Heaven? Because all I see it’s a angel.”
“I’m no angel, but I can guide you to heaven.”
“In bed?”
“Not only in bed~”
Zagreus was seriously taking this horrible flirting as seriously? Maybe, after all, he never saw you flirt with more than 3 phrases to someone. He did show to be a little discomfortable though, he would just look at you.
“Well, good talk buuut bye bye~” You would notice that he wanted to talk with you and would give 0 fucks to the soul anymore “What is it, darling?~”
“It’s just… I don’t think I kind of like you doing that kind of stuff with other people, like, it’s just a feeling… Like the flirting was looking very personal… And while I couldn't answer you proply”
“Oh… Sweetie! I’m glad you told me, I hate when people feel discomfortable by it and they just let me do it and AAAFTER that, they even tell others that I was the one who didn’t communicate!” - Okay, Zagreus is asking you about that ex-
[And Persephone is taking notes - While Hades is asking himself 'Did I made a mistake?']
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NOW LOADING. . . YOUR FIRST MEETING
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✎ the daughters of aphrodite begin their stories OR where the goddesses of love find their one true lover in your first life
✎ yandere!goddess!pinks x fem!reader
disclaimer: This is not in any way shape or form a representation of Jisoo, Jennie, Rosè, Lisa, or Blackpink as a whole. All reactions, actions, thoughts, words, and general emotions are fiction and created by me. The behavior shown in these reactions is toxic and unhealthy, but fantasized romantically for simply that, fantasy. None of this should be taken seriously or sought after in real life, or performed. please do not romanticize this behavior/mindset in real life as it is unhealthy and toxic, and if you or anyone you know is in such an environment, should be taken out of immediately. Again, this blog is purely fiction, and all acts taken place in this blog should remain so.
↳ None of my characters, yandere or otherwise, will ever nor would ever perform, act, or consider sexual activities of any sort without consent. full stop. Any and all sexual acts are done with the full consent of all parties taking place. i will never, ever, ever write otherwise or even consider writing otherwise.
↳ some AUs for the yandere!blackpink reactions will be based on other folklore/mythology. (yandere!goddess , etc) these reactions will not be accurate to the true mythology/folklore but rather variations and adaptions made to assist the reaction/world of the reaction.
warning⁽ˢ⁾ !
⤷ manipulative behavior / profanity / yandere themes / unhealthy obsession / possessiveness / abuse of power / inaccurate mythology references (i tried my best) / sorta love at first sight but not really / mentions of war / mentions of poisoning / mentions of death
⤷ heyyy so this is really long lol I'm so so sorry - daisy
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"But think of the damage they will cause!" Zeus argues from his throne, glancing around at the other eleven Olympians, who all seem to be arguing against him in some form. "We all know what they are already capable of, even with the restrictions put on them, and now you wish for us to freely grant them their full, unrestrained, power?"
"Of course, we know, Husband, but we can't hold this off for eternity." Hera sighs, toying with her staff, annoyed at her husband's stubbornness. "Even if we have the power to, it creates a nuisance for us every time their fated one dies and we must hide their reincarnation. All of the elaborate schemes to hold off the inevitable, aren't we simply being foolish?"
"Foolish?" Zeus bellows as Hera says the word, yet the goddess queen simply sends her husband an unimpressed look. "You dare—"
"Brother," Hades interjects before his brother's pride causes the argument to remain at a standstill for another century. "Hera is correct. No need to act so proud."
"How could you say that after what you must deal with now? With this ongoing mess created by your sons?"
"Yes, they've created many messes for me. I even feel little shame now sneaking into the Asphodel Fields to find the wrongly punished souls of their love rivals." The death god leans back into his throne, sharing the annoyed feeling in the room, directed at his youngest brother. "Don't interrupt me, brother. Listen to what I am saying."
"My sons are possessive by nature. They are chaos bringers by nature. That much we have always known. But it would be ignorant to believe that our restriction of not only their powers but of their lovers has had no bearing on their actions, if not the main force behind their actions."
"And what do you mean by that?" Zeus' eyebrows furrow deeper, the lines on his face becoming stronger.
"It's quite simple, Father." Athena steps into the conversation finally, bored of how long this has taken. "We didn't realize back then how much of a mistake locking their emotions would be. As we've seen with Uncle's own sons, their powers are mastered and they care very little for the outcome of receiving what was held back of it. But their lovers? It's quite obvious that they had grown restless without them, and would sacrifice anything for them."
"Now, they are the Sons of the Underworld and their personalities weren't already inherently possessive and obsessive, like the Daughters of Love. But look at how they turned out. So before we are doomed to an even bigger mess than we all already know this will be, release them!" Athena's voice bounces off the walls at the end of her speech, and Aphrodite sips the wine in her hand, courtesy of Dionysus.
"What of you? You are their mother and you have yet to speak." Zeus faces the goddess as she passively sips her blood-red wine, unfazed at the argument.
"I have spoken of this many times, in fact, I've grown quite tired of speaking of it." Aphrodite sighed, handing her empty glass back to Dionysus before righting her posture and adjusting the jewelry she wore. "Although, if only to make you quit your dawdling, I will repeat my sentiments once again. Luckily, the other Olympians are much more sensible and have voiced most of everything but I will say it as well."
"You are afraid that they will make the same mistakes you did, and that we will enter another age of heroes in this new, modern day. However, they are unable to love anyone other than their fated ones Even if they should choose not to choose them, they are unable to love another. But, as we all know, even with their limited knowledge, of their fated ones hidden in the past, they choose them. The only mistake being made is you dragging this on and on."
Zeus begins to turn red in his face at the calm insults the goddess spoke towards him, whilst Hera hid a smile behind her hand. Ares, on the other hand, was much less composed breaking out into loud chuckles, once again cutting Zeus off from throwing a tantrum.
"So we all agree! Wonderful, let's wrap this up now then!" Athena looks at her brother with a disappointed stare, unsurprised by his lack of decorum in front of the King of Olympus.
Zeus sits back with a sigh, finally resigned to the argument. "Fine. Aphrodite, go seek the Oracle as that is where I have hidden the identities of their fated ones. Brothers, join me as we form the key to their shackles."
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Aphrodite hums as she walks through the field of her eldest daughter's domain, taking in the lovely scenery. All of the gods and goddesses had beautiful domains, from Persephone and Hades' Underworld castle to Zeus's Heaven Abode at the top of Olympus. But perhaps she was biased to see her daughters as the most beautiful, with the domains encapsulating exactly who they were, with the added bonus of being completely connected with each other, ensuring her daughters were never too far apart.
Jisoo's Endless Forest Abode, is a wonderous, seemingly never-ending expanse of land filled with large, towering trees, both from the human plane and Fae types, followed by large expanses of fields filled with wildflowers galore. And all around the lands were plants gifted from fellow gods and hybrids created from the Fae's experimentation.
And standing proud in the center of it all, Jisoo's cabin-like castle.
Its wooden exterior was built from the strongest trees, gifted by Demeter, built from blueprints gifted and watched over by Hephaestus, even though his original displeasure he had for his stepdaughters, which he soon got over. Its interior is a grand cabin-like home, perfectly suited to her daughter and decorated with marks of the time she's spent with both gods and humans.
The grass tickles Aphrodite's feet as she nears the home, smiling at the birds fluttering through the trees, encouraged by the dryads nearby.
"Jisoo! My dear, are you home?" The Olympian calls out as she nears, smiling when the grand doors open to reveal her daughter.
"Mother!" Jisoo smiles brilliantly, her gorgeous lilac dress floating around her with the gentle breeze blowing through. "I wasn't expecting you. I thought there was a meeting on Mount Olympus."
"There was, in fact, I just came here after its conclusion. Something I'm sure you will be more than happy to hear of." Aphrodite reaches her hand out, tugging her daughter out. "Walk with me for a moment."
Jisoo's smile falters as she falls in step with her mother, bare feet padding through the soft grass. "Has something happened? Are we required on Olympus?"
"No, although I believe you will be pleased with what has happened." She turns, pulling her to a stop she they can properly discuss. "Zeus has finally agreed to allow you and your sisters' freedom from your shackles."
Jisoo's eyes widen and tears begin to line them as the news passes through her. She was finally being released, she would no longer long for one whom she had never known. No longer would she have to find a semblance of comfort in another, desperate to feel what was taken from her. She was finally being granted you.
"...Really?" Her voice is breathy as she asks, hands shaking with anticipation.
Aphrodite pulls out a key, golden in color and humming with power.
"Really." She goes to unlock the cuffs before pulling back, almost flinching from the glare her daughter sends her as she does. "Once I do this, I need you to swear to listen to everything I need to say before you leave on your search. I know where she is, and I will tell you, but there is more you will need to know."
"I swear, Mother. Please." Jisoo watches carefully as her mother brings the key to her wrists, the key sinking through the gold as though it was made of water before pulling out and the shackle turns to golden clouds. It floats off her hand, exactly like the ones above her head as the second shackle follows.
Jisoo staggers back as she feels it, sinking into her skin the way the bracelets once sunk into her wrists.
Power.
Unrestrained, complete power. The ichor in her veins hummed as her emotions intensified, magic swirling within her collecting in her chest and pressing, begging to be released. To have her gain control of the lovers below.
Jisoo was not unfamiliar with the feeling of power, of its strength, of its weight. But she had never felt power like this. And then she finally felt the full brunt of it.
The longing in her gut, for you. She had to have you, had to find you and hide you away so she could never lose you again. She missed you, without ever knowing you.
And she loved you, before she even knew your name.
Aphrodite's voice brings her out of her revelation, revealing to her that she had fallen to her knees in front of the goddess. Jisoo gazes up at her as she speaks.
"I know, but now you must listen. Because there is much more that you must know."
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Jennie's pearlescent, underwater castle is where Aphrodite goes next. She wades deeper into the large ocean, falling under the waves and going deeper still, the rising sun creating a dappled path for her toward her daughter's home. Moon Jellyfish gather more and more as she grows closer, her daughter's animal counterpart, beautifully ethereal creatures. Glowing and gentle appearances as they float, with soft stings that feel like dangerous kisses upon one's skin rather than attacks, protected fiercely by her daughter and in turn, all of the creatures of the ocean.
A giant octopus peers out from behind a boulder, watching the goddess as she drifts closer to her daughter's home, its body slowly morphing to match the color of the rock. A small school of clownfish swims by, brushing the goddess sweetly before surrendering to the currents, and a sea turtle flows in the same current a slight way above.
"Jennie! Come out, my darling!" Aphrodite calls out and the mother of pearl doors open, the second eldest of the four rushing out of her home.
"Mother! What are you doing here?" Jennie smiles wide, and her cheeks become round like the dumplings she and Chaeyoung would share in the evenings of every Thursday. "Are you alright? Everyone was saying the meeting in Olympus was going badly."
Aphrodite's lips twitch as a bloom of small moon jellies floats by her. "Who was saying that?"
"Well, I was at Lisa's palace this morning since I needed some fresh volcanic flower ash —long story— and some spirits were talking about how thunder could be heard rumbling even from deep in the mountains. Has something happened? Should we be preparing for something?" Jennie glanced at the gates around her home, wondering if she would again need to improve their defenses.
"No, my dear. Well, not for war at least." The goddess is quick to reassure her daughter, opening her hand to show the key that she holds. "Rather, you should be preparing for a different type of journey."
Jennie's eyes locked on the key, the realization shocking her, a joyous noise clawing at her throat, holding back the hope blooming in her chest. Yet she made not a noise and for a moment it seemed the rest of the ocean quieted. Silenced as the young goddess anticipated her mother's explanation, an explanation she already knew.
"Zeus has finally agreed. You, along with your sisters will finally have freedom. You will finally have it, your power, your love."
Jennie goes numb, she didn't even know what she was feeling. Joy? Restlessness? Vindicated? Impatient? The millennia that had passed with that damn curse on her wrists flashed before her eyes as her legs collapsed. Aphrodite watched, amazed at the similarity between her and her elder sister.
"Hurry," Jennie begs her mother, standing abruptly to offer her wrists to her. "Hurry Mother. Please, free me."
Aphrodite smiled holding Jennie's hand instead, to ask her what she would ask each of her daughters. "I will, I swear to you, you will never be chained again. But first, my child, you must swear something to me. I need your word that you will uphold what I am about to ask of you."
"I swear. Whatever it is, simply say it Mother, I swear it to you." Jennie's eyes are solemn and heavy with the honesty shown through desperation.
"I know where she is. Yes, she." Aphrodite starts, holding up a hand to stop her daughter from asking more. "I will tell you everything, but understand that it is much more complex than it seems. So swear to me, when I unlock you and tell you where she is before you leave on your search, listen to everything I must tell you. Everything."
"...I give you my word." Jennie nods, understanding the deadly serious undertone in her Mother's words.
The key lowers, and upon contact with the shackle on Jennie's right wrist, it sparks, like flint to stone. A fire blooms under the water, scaring the marine life that surrounds the two goddesses. The bright lights burn Jennie, yet the determination the goddess feels numbs it until she can only sense the slight tickle of the flame. This pain was temporary, and she would heal anyway.
The second shackle burns away and it hits her.
It courses through her, fire in her veins filled with gold and for a moment Jennie melts under the heat. Maybe that pain wasn't temporary, maybe it was stronger than she thought. Maybe she loved the feeling of it, of the power she now had in the palm of her hands.
Jennie thought she knew the true power of love. Even when she did not have her full control she thought she knew. She'd seen the wars over time, the eras born from them, she'd seen destruction but now she knew. She had never really understood it, not until now. If she wanted, a flick of her finger could cause the end of the world. She could blink, and destroy life as it was, making everyone tear each other apart.
To control love, was to control power itself.
The fire sinks in further and melts away everything, and Jennie is left with only you.
A you that she can't even picture, you she knows nothing of. A you she loves with her whole immortal heart. A you that she craves to touch, to hold, to please. She wants to know what makes you smile, and what your smile looks like. She wants to be the one to make you smile, at her only.
She wants you.
"Mother..." Jennie stares at Aphrodite and the goddess is shocked at the change she sees in her eyes. "Tell me everything. Tell me where she is. Let me reach her."
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Flying was not one of Aphrodite's favorite pastimes. Hephaestus had crafted her an enchanted chariot to help lessen her disdain, given how often she must spend in the clouds to go to Olympus, her daughter's home, or even her own. And yet, even as she stands in the enchanted gold steed. Aphrodite simply preferred using her magic to appear where she was needed, flying was much too tedious. But appearing in her daughter's home was much too difficult, given that the palace itself was made of clouds that would only solidify to marble if Chaeyoung willed them so.
But the skies were beautiful, as always. Even gods find the world within clouds to be a form of beauty only found when one can truly float weightlessly amongst them. If only it wasn't so damn messy. Aphrodite didn't know how her daughter made it seem so elegant and charming. Instead, the goddess was fighting her own hair and ducking at any bird that came just a little too close. It's when Aphrodite is ducking low in the carriage to hide from a flock that flew nearby that she hears the flapping of large wings.
"Mother, are you having some trouble?"
Aphrodite twists around, being met with her daughter and her cocky smile as she flies alongside the chariot casually, the wings on her back allowing her to hover leisurely.
"Don't be smug." Aphrodite scolds, yet the bite of it is taken away as she lowers more when a bird swoops low quickly. "You shouldn't laugh at your mother."
"I'm not...laughing." Chaeyoung grins as she speaks, clearly holding back her giggles. "Maybe a little."
"Maybe a lot. Brat." Aphrodite goes to stand, immediately ducking down again as another bird flies by. "Why are there so many birds?"
"It's migration season, Mother."
"Well, hurry up and make your castle appear!" The elder goddess glares at her daughter who leisurely waves at the passing flock.
Chaeyoung points ahead with a crooked smile on her face. "It's been right in front of you this whole time. See you inside!"
Aphrodite's chariot lands on the clouds that make up the 'front lawn' of her daughter's now marble castle as Chaeyoung's cloud-like wings float away. The Goddess of Desire smiles as she grabs her mother's hands, pulling her inside the grand home.
An aura floats into the living room as the goddesses sit, offering to bring some wine or fruit, but Aphrodite quickly shuts her down, leaning forward in her chair.
"My dear daughter, we have something of the utmost importance to speak of." She turns to the aura. "Please ensure we remain undisturbed for the remainder of our conversation. You are dismissed."
The aura bows before leaving, closing the doors as she goes. Cheayoung stands up, beginning to pace as she assumes the worst. She always was quite paranoid. "What happened? Has one of my sisters been injured? No, I'd know if they were, I'd feel it too. Have they been punished for something? Zeus is always too harsh with us..."
"Alright, stop before he smites you. That's not it, it's good news." The goddess holds up the key, the celestial gold feeling lighter without the burden of two locks. Only two more were left, the lock made of earth, and the lock made of water.
She pulls away the key quickly as Chaeyoung reaches for it. "Ah, hold on! If you touch it it'll burn you, permanently. I have to be the one to do it."
"Mother, I love you but I've waited an eternity for this, so please pardon me," Chaeyoung breathes out harshly, chest rising and falling as though any semblance of breath has left her. "Hurry up!"
Aphrodite lets out a 'tsk'. Lalisa was the only one more paranoid than her, but Chaeyoung was definitely the most impatient in life. "I will, I swear. But I made your other sisters promise me this before I unlocked them, and now you must swear it to me as well."
"Mother, please!" Chaeyoung starts, quickly stopping as Aphrodite glares at her. "I'm sorry. Please, continue."
"I know everything. Where she is, how to find her, who she is, everything. But this situation is complicated and will take some explaining. So before you go ravaging the Earth looking for her, you must let me explain everything, calmly."
"I swear, Mother. I do." Chaeyoung holds out her wrists after swearing, although completely earnest in her promise. The key meets her shackle, and the one on her right wrist crumbles to dust, falling through the solid marble floor to meet the earth down below. The second one follows and Chaeyoung crumbles to her knees with it.
Much like her other sisters, Chaeyoung was immensely powerful. Being a god of love guaranteed it, as love conquered all, being good or evil didn't matter, if you controlled love, you won. She always saw it as that, an eternal game of chess where she could do whatever she wished. She could change her pawns or her colors, or even make new ones at the flick of her finger. But now, now she could create a whole new chessboard. She could destroy whatever or whoever she wished, she controlled it all anyway.
The power she held? She could do anything. She could bend the cosmos simply on a whim.
And you. Her perfect, perfect lover, destined for her heart and soul. She could do everything for you. She will do everything for you. You belonged to her and she would find you, make you hers. She could bend the cosmos for you if only to make you smile.
"Where is she? Please, Mother, tell me."
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Volcanoes were surprisingly peaceful. Many humans found volcanoes terrifying and viewed them as destruction in physical form. With its walls made of hardened magma, enclosing the molten lava within. Lava that could burn down an entire city, and melt even the hardest of stones, or spread and create new land, much like Lalisa herself.
But volcanoes were peaceful in a way only gods could understand, and survive. Heat that envelops everything, and creates a silence that can't be found elsewhere. Rivers of magma and waterfalls of lava rush, a sound eerily similar to real waterfalls. Volcanoes were an oasis of fire, perfect for an immortal home.
Aphrodite walks barefoot across the moat of lava to reach the large stone castle within. Volcanic flowers bloomed around the castle, untouched by the burning lava that trailed down the sides of the walls. Fire spirits rose from the pool of magma, entering the palace as some left, hurrying to accompany Aphrodite.
The goddess steps onto the hardened magma in the center of the volcano, smiling as the gates of the palace open before her to reveal her youngest daughter running out.
"Mother! You're here!" Lalisa smiles widely as she calls out, colliding with the goddess in a tight hug. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence? You hardly ever leave Olympus, much less to visit here."
"My apologies for that, darling daughter." Aphrodite smiles sheepishly as she apologizes. "However, I do return to you bearing gifts."
The golden key, now feeling extremely light, is revealed to Lalisa, and she seems to freeze in place. Not only her, the spirits all stop, staring at the elder goddess and the simple key she held. A key that could finally turn the lonely volcanic home, slightly less lonely.
"Mother, is that..." Lalisa trails off, scared to fully say what she was thinking, scared of the hope building in her chest. Scared of how fragile that hope had become after all this time, she couldn't handle another rejection.
"It is. It's real this time."
Lalisa blinks. Once. Twice. Three times. She'd been waiting for this for so long, and now it was here. Her freedom. Her chance to find you.
Lalisa loved her volcanic home, she spent most of her time here instead of the mortal world, unlike her sisters. She craved her solitude. But oh, how she wished even more to have that solitude with you. Someone she knows will fit next to her like the final puzzle piece. Someone she knows she will love forever, and never let go. Not when she'd finally have you in her arms, all to herself.
Wordlessly, and with bated breath, Lalisa holds out her wrists, the fetters glinting innocently in the light of the lava within the walls.
But instead of a golden key a hand covers her wrists, and she looks up to see her mother smiling at her. "Wait just a moment. I have more to say yet."
An unpleasant glare falls across the young goddess's visage, but she holds her tongue. She gestures for her mother to continue, but the tick of her jaw alerts the goddess of her daughter's impatience.
"Fret not, Dear. I only have a few more things to say." Aphrodite smiles passively. "I require an oath from you, my child. Swear that you will listen to me, and heed the words I speak to you. Swear that when I release you, you will wait until I have finished my say. For I can swear to you that I can assist you in your quest. I can give you everything you need to know, who she is, where she is, everything. But there is more to this than you know, and you must swear that you will let me explain it all to you."
"I swear, Mother. I swear it all. So please..." Lalisa's voice trembles as she says the soft plea, her words quick, willing to say anything if it meant she'd have you.
Aphrodite smiles and gives a nod, whispering a pleased, "Good girl."
The goddess of love brings the key to her youngest daughter's wrist, letting the key graze against the first shackle, the metal conforming into water. The celestial gold drips off her wrist as Lalisa shakes with the power entering her bones. She wonders for a moment if this was how she was always meant to feel before Zeus decided to meddle. And as she falls to her knees, already vibrating with power, her mother's unfazed demeanor sends a shock of fright to her. Had her sisters done this too? Would she be crushed before she could do anything else?
The second fetter melts away and Lalisa has to clench her teeth tight to keep from screaming out. A low, keening groan still sounds deep in her thoughts as she feels the immeasurable burn of power entering her.
Lalisa recalled the time she fell into the lava pool, her immortal skin blistering immediately and the magma scalding her over in a kiss meant for death. Though it was painful, terribly so, she remained unharmed, the burns healing and pain fading. This power felt like that. Except, Lalisa knew the pain would never go away, for she could already feel herself beginning to crave more. To enjoy its sting as it settles comfortably into her.
And then the thought of you crossed into her mind, and though she knew nothing of you, she knew that she'd never forget you. She craved you, she didn't know you, she had no glimpse of your memory or your presence but she craved you all the same. She would fight the entirety of Olympus for you, and she would swear that too.
"Tell me what you will, Mother."
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Aphrodite sighs, helping her stand before beginning the walk to enter her daughter's magnificent home. Her jaw clenches and unclenches, anxious to hear her mother's words but understanding her mother's less-than-kind temper when rushed. But as her mother sends for some cherry blossom tea, she can't stop the whine that leaves her lips.
"Mother!" The annoyed tone of her daughter's voice causes the Olympian Goddess to send her a harsh look.
"Patience, child. Cultivate it now, for you will need much soon." Aphrodite nods at the nymph who brings the heart-tinted liquid, its steam rising up in a soft wisp. The young goddess adds honey to her own and breathes cool air as her mother takes a long sip of the burningly bitter tea.
Aphrodite waits as she sips, leaning back into the cushion before beginning. "Do you remember how those shackles ended on your wrists?"
The younger goddess nods, but is barely a vague memory of 1,000 years ago in her head. "The important parts."
"Not enough." Aphrodite's immediate response causes the younger to shrink into her own cushion. "For you to understand what I am about to tell you, you must remember it all."
"Yes, Mother."
"1,000 years ago, when you and your sisters became destined with your powers and fate as young demigods, Zeus grew wary that you would repeat the mistakes he made. Future goddesses of love, your demigod powers already strong, it clouded his judgement. So on that day, when the four of you were granted immortality, he gave you those bracelets when I did not see. Tricking into wearing them I did not see, and leaving you with a curse created by the fates."
"Yes, but you just removed them. The curse is over." The young goddess says placatingly when the sky rumbles, laying her hand on her mother's arm, but the storms do not clear in her eyes.
"No, my darling girl, it has just begun." Aphrodite looks away in shame as she speaks the truth. "You see, Zeus had become so scared that he made a deal with the Fates. He would not stop your destined journey, but he wished to make it a bit...difficult."
"Yes yes, I can never truly feel love unless it's with my destined one."
"No, that was the curse I placed upon you, in hopes that you will never experience the tragedy of eternity without a true love."
The young goddess sits straight in shock, never hearing of this before. But before she can speak Aphrodite continues.
"But Zeus's fear turns him cruel. Your love, Y/N, will only be yours in their second life." Aphrodite breathes out before explaining. "You will go to meet them, but the Fates are wicked, and Zeus was unfair. You will witness their death, feel their soul leave your grasp, and fly away after you begin to truly love them regardless of fate. And you will be unable to save them."
Ceramic shatters on the floor as the young goddess stands. Anger is barely contained in her shaky voice as her domain outside begins to morph with her fury. "What do you mean by that, Mother? I do love them already, with everything in me."
"No, you do not. You do not know love, not yet."
Fear strikes the younger goddess as she speaks her next question. "What do you mean I will lose them? I cannot, I will not lose them. If I must swim the Styx to keep them I will."
"You will find them again! Do not act rashly. Zeus simply cursed you to lose them once. A cursed tragedy before your blessed eternity."
[KIM JISOO]
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"You will find her in her first life as Y/N, the handmaid to the third daughter of the king of Goryeo. You shall enter her life as you wish, and your storyline may change as you will it, however, you will enter it as a demigod only. Your power, in that life and every other, will never affect her, but everyone and everything else is how you wish."
"I have just received my full power and you wish to restrain me yet again?" Anger shook Jisoo's voice and the flowers growing pleasingly around the area began to wilt as if in fear. "I will lose my power, my strength, and then I will lose my love?!"
"Peace, child, you may return to the timeline of the gods whenever you wish, but you may not bring her in that life. It is how the Fates spun your thread." Aphrodite winces as she speaks, as though she didn't even believe it herself. A crystal hourglass appears on the table with a wave of her hand, sand that appears more like stardust at the bottom, gleaming softly.
"When you are ready, flip this hourglass and your time will start. You will appear in her time, in your demigod form." Aphrodite takes a breath, hesitant in her next sentence. "When the last of the stardust falls, the glass will fade away and so will your fated one's life. Destiny will take its course, and the story will end."
She places her teacup down and stands, "Go when you're ready, and I'll be here when you come back."
Jisoo gives a small smile to her mother as she leaves, before hesitantly reaching for the crystal. Her fingers turn the glass, and as the first of the stardust falls, Jisoo fades away with it.
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Jisoo blinks her eyes open on a bed, within a grand room fit for a princess. Not quite her taste, as she was more than a mere princess, but it would do for now. She notes, disappointedly, that the hum of power in her veins has quieted back to how it was when she was a demigod.
She stands, recognizing the all too human feel of her head spinning, placing her bare feet on the ground. She hadn't felt such mundane symptoms for over a thousand years, and her mind remained disoriented longer than Jisoo would ever be willing to say out loud; her pride would never allow it. She spots the hourglass that simply moments ago rested on an oak table in the land of the gods, but now it was a tapestry on the wall, glimmering incandescently in an odd light. Jisoo could feel the power emanating off of it, and she was sure that if she asked anyone else, they would not see the sheen on the canvas, or feel anything weird.
Jisoo realizes with a start, that she had forgotten how to be a demigod, she had forgotten how to be human at all. Being a goddess for so long, she had never had to think of the life she once led.
"My lady!" A maid rushes into the room Jisoo is in, bowing deeply in her flustered state. "You must hurry, it is the Empress!"
Jisoo can't move for a moment, too absorbed in every new emotion and reaction she is feeling. In a matter of mere moments, she had been reverted to a mere mortal (half-mortal, but that was equally terrible to her) and, much more impressively, met you.
She's left at a loss for words, not understanding how she could have never noticed you from her all-seeing perch in her heavenly abode. She knows, of course, her mother had explained it well, but now that she was near you Jisoo couldn't imagine ever not being there, nor could she grasp the concept of not noticing you, in your addicting presence. You had an aura, much like the gods and goddesses, but dissimilar all the same. You radiated something akin to power, yet stronger. It was an aphrodisiac to the daughter of Aphrodite.
Love, you radiate love. Pure, true, fated love.
"My lady, please!" You're crying out once again, taking Jisoo's frozen state as her being in shock. "You must hurry!"
Jisoo's mind puts together the pieces slowly, muddled in such a mortal way. It takes her moments to understand her part in your world, hoping that you just brush it off as her being startled. And you seem to.
"What has happened?" Jisoo asks you as she heads out of the room, waiting for you to lead the way.
"She was poisoned. The Emporer's guards are already searching for the suspect, but just in case it is too late, I was instructed to bring you to her." You reply, feet moving quickly. You walk faster than Jisoo can in her heavy dress, but she does her best to keep your pace.
It was odd, she could feel herself being pulled toward you even as you walked mere steps in front of her. So this was what she was missing for thousands of years.
Zeus would know her rage soon enough, Jisoo decided.
You step aside next to a door, beckoning Jisoo in. Much to the demigod's annoyance, you shut the door behind her, leaving you out of the room. Jisoo is gestured to a seat, and her mind fills in the blanks of the people in the room. The Crown Prince and the spare, the two princesses, and now Jisoo, the third. The Empress lays upon a bed, her skin a sickly pale shade, her lips turning darker grey by the second. Jisoo can feel the presence of death around her, she knows Thantos will be close by to take the woman's soul; the Empress would not live past tonight. Death had never been her forte, and Jisoo didn't care enough to figure out exactly how long the woman would live for, but the idea of a poisoning was intriguing. Especially when the doors opened again, giving Jisoo just the barest glance at you again, but more interestingly, the fourth princess. Her own little sister, Jennie.
This would be an interesting lifetime indeed.
[KIM JENNIE]
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"Her name is Y/N," Aphrodite floats leisurely around the throne room of the underwater castle. The goddess rearranges some things as she goes, much to her daughter's annoyance. "A talented fighter, she is the only woman permitted within the Emperor of Goryeo's guard. I cannot tell you anymore, as the details of her story are such that you must discover on your own. Enter her life as you wish, but know that you will do so in your demigod form only."
Jennie stands from her throne, enraged. "I am no demigod, Mother! I will endure such tragedy as this, and be humiliated whilst it happens!"
"It will not be permanent! Your power as a goddess is much more than you realize. Even though your lover will be tolerant of them, the other humans will not." Aphrodite is quick to reassure her daughter.
"It was never a problem when I was originally a demigod."
"When you and your sisters were young, your powers were not strong enough to be powerful in a lesser form. You were restricted before you had a chance, but now, it is different." Aphrodite watches as Jennie sits down again, although the young goddess remains at the edge of her seat, anxious.
Aphrodite waves her hand, the timeglass filled with stardust appearing. "When you are ready, flip the glass. Know that when the last of the stars falls, as will your lover. It cannot be stopped, or prevented. Be well, my love."
Jennie stares at the hourglass as her mother leaves, studying it intently. Jennie knows she doesn't have to go after you, but gods does she want to. She wants to know and have you, and that want is more important than her knowledge of everything that will happen. She turns the glass and dissolves into your life.
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"My lady, are you alright?"
That voice was heavenly.
Jennie must've been the luckiest goddess in the world, to have found you even before she'd opened her eyes. She could feel you, tied into her soul with an unbreakable bond, she could feel you there. She could sense the way your heart becomes one with her own, she could sense how you became hers, as you always were, and always would be.
She opens her eyes, and by the Styx, you were a vision. You had soot on your face, and pieces of your hair had fallen from where it was piled atop your head. Your armor clinks as you reach to help the demigod up, and while Jennie despises this weaker version of herself she can't help but feel a sense of giddiness in the way you feel. Your hands are rough, clearly from the worn sword that rests at your hip, but your eyes are soft as you gaze upon her.
"My lady?" You ask again, and Jennie feels as though the simple cadence of your voice is more than enough to lull her to sleep and keep her awake for a century to evermore. "My lady, are you feeling alright?"
"Yes. Yes, I am fine. T'was a momentary spell of dizziness." Jennie answers you quickly, wishing away that worried crease between your brows. She regrets it immediately when you pull away your hand, the soot is there too, a dark powder that seems a faint purple when it hits the light.
"Good." Your voice loses the concern it held, transforming to a cold, stoic facade. One belonging to a member of the guard, speaking to the daughter of the Emporer.
"Thank you, for the concern. Y/N." Jennie relishes speaking your name, appreciating the way you sound rolling off her tongue.
You seem shocked at her thanks and her knowledge of your name. "Of course, my lady. It is why I am here."
Jennie goes to speak, but you unknowingly cut her off. "You must hurry with me at once—"
"Of course. Wherever you shall lead me." Jennie agrees before you even finish speaking, and you seem startled for a moment. A light flush befalls your cheeks before you continue speaking.
"—for your mother. She seems to have been poisoned."
She nods, reaching out coyly. "My pardon, but I still seem a little dizzy. May I ask for your assistance?"
You grasp her hand without a word, turning to lead the giddy woman through the courtyard. Perhaps Jennie didn't hate having the human feelings again, because the way her heart swelled and beat with your every breath couldn't be anything other than love. And if she was still a goddess, she doesn't think she'd understand it quite so well.
She speeds up so she's standing next to you, grasping your hand tightly. You look so serious, so determined as you lead her, Jennie doesn't mind it at all. The stop you make is sudden, and launches Jennie into your back, causing the two of you to stumble.
"My pardon, my lady." You turn to steady her, pulling her close you you in the attempt.
"Not at all." Jennie breathes back.
"I cannot go any further, the patrols must continue for the search." You release her hastily, pushing to walk away. "Hurry inside, the Empress didn't look too well when I found her."
And your leaving her before she can say anything, stepping into a unit of men and marching away. Jennie feels a physical tug, a desperate want to be with you. To hold your hand again, let you lead her where you wish. Jennie couldn't care less about some Empress, she wanted you.
But she forces herself to turn, stepping into the room a maid held open for her. And what a surprise it was, to see her own true sister sitting among the nobility, Kim Jisoo.
What a fun story for such a perfect lover indeed.
[PARK CHAEYOUNG / ROSÉ]
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Chaeyoung was no fan of armor, finding the heavy metal plates annoying and restricting. But she had spent the better part of her immortal life as, well, immortal. So perhaps she wasn't the one who should complain. She was in a much more fragile body now, the body of a demigod, and she could be harmed. She could be wounded, fatally even. What a bother.
She slashes her sword down, focusing on her opponent before her. What a ridiculous way to enter your life, she was merely dropped directly into the midst of a battle! At the very least, Chaeyoung was relieved to observe that the uniforms she and the other soldiers bore were those of Old Greece. Her mind peaces some memories together in a hazy field, leading her to 'recall' that she was the leader of the battalion, and she had to win this fight.
"Στρατιώτες! Για μένα!" She commands, her native tongue slipping out easily. The soldiers surrounded her instantaneously, fighting back in fury against the opposing men.
[ Soldiers! to me! ]
She shoulders her way through, signaling her battalion back to the wall behind her. She could see the gore of the battlefield as her soldiers fell back, pleased to note that many of the armored men who lay mortally wounded upon the battlefield wore the sigil of the opposition.
"Έπεσε πίσω από το τείχος, και μπλοκάρει τις πύλες," She commands to her soldiers, turning to defend their backs as the begin to filter through. She is almost there herself when her shoulder jerks forward, an arrow embedded in her shoulder.
[ Fall behind the wall, and bar the gates ]
"Μαλάκα!" Chaeyoung curses, feeling the pain spread through her body and turn her limbs sluggish with adrenaline. Her hands begin to shake as the pain courses through her nerves, and her comrades reach out their arms bringing her behind the wall. The gates are shut at last and barred against the few who remain from the enemy, and everyone slumps in relief.
[ Fuck! ]
An arm wraps around Chaeyoung, helping her walk back to where their base was set up just off the wall, and the now-demigod wants to both drift off into an exhausted sleep and curse herself for being so weak with a mere wound by arrow. If Lalisa was here right now she would surely laugh at the girl.
Chaeyoung hardly feels it as she is guided past a white tent entrance and placed on a bed. The soldier gives a respectful nod before he turns and leaves, leaving the demigod alone. She tries to reach for the arrow, seeing that the pointed head had frustratingly found its way through an imperfect chink in her armor. But when her fingers merely brush against the wooden stem she can hardly stop the strained cry that crawls up her throat. The entrance to the tent opens again and the keening cry tapers down to a low, pained moan. Or perhaps just a normal moan.
Because it's you. Standing there with a vexed expression twisting your face, in a dress far from opulent, yet on you, you seem more like a goddess than any she had ever seen.
"Are you an idiot?" You ask her, annoyance lacing your tongue, but Chaeyoung can only smile at you in awe. She has to pinch her own thigh to keep from nodding, she is already willing to agree with whatever you say. "You should know that you should never touch a wound where you have been impaled. Especially not when the item impaling you is still there."
You tick your jaw before widening your eyes, adding on in a slightly embarrassed afterthought, "Commander."
Chaeyoung gulps, doing her best to regain her composure. You were a vision, especially when you were scolding her. "My apologies..."
"Y/N." You supply when Chaeyoung hesitates. What a perfect name for a perfect person.
"Y/N." Chaeyoung smirks. "I'll remember that."
[LALISA MANOBAL / LISA]
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Lalisa wasn't sure what she was expecting when she flipped her hourglass, but landing in the ancient city of Rome was not it. Distaste fills her mouth as she realizes where she is, recalling how the Romans had lessened her and her sisters in the name of the men of the gods. Not only was she back in Roman times- when nobody worshipped her- but she was a demigod too? Zeus was being more than cruel, he was being petty. She was sure her sisters felt the same, and she had no doubt the four of them would make him pay.
"Sister," A velvety voice chimes from behind her, and Lalisa turns in the middle of the old Roman streets. Her elder brother, Eros himself, smirked proudly at the girl. "It took you long enough."
"Brother." She greets him, faces turning sour at his egotistical air. "Blame Zeus."
"I always blame Zeus." He laughs, plucking a grape from a passing fruit vendor. At Lalisa's glare, he chuckles deeper. "Don't appear too dour now, sister. They may not be able to see me, but they can see you."
She turns, seeing passerby sending her odd looks from the sides of their eyes. She glares at them too and they turn away. She turns back to her brother, attempting to make the movements of her mouth less harsh.
"I came here to find my fated one, why have I been burdened instead by you?"
"Ouch," Eros flinches mockingly, his perfectly sculpted face twisting. "I came to support you, my darling little sister, yet you scorn me so. Don't worry, I won't tell Y/N."
"You know where she is?" Lalisa forgets her decorum, disregarding any attempt to make her seem like a lesser being, bunching her brother's toga in her hands, and yanking him closer by the white linen. "Tell me. Now."
"Well, aren't you happy to have me now?" His ever-so-smug smirk returned, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, leading her down the path. "How fortunate you are, she's one of my priests. It's quite naughty of you, to have an affair with her, but since you're my adoring, doe-eyed, baby sister, I suppose I'll allow it."
Lisa scoffs, but she doesn't pull the god off of her, allowing him to push her where she needs to go. She had never paid too much attention to Rome, since they had been happy to forget her and her sisters, she was more than happy to forget them.
So that's how this story would play out, an illicit affair with her brother's priestess. Eros was right, for a priestess to take part in a lover's trysts was akin to a crime, punishable by death. And Lalisa would be the lover who doomed you to said punishment.
She always was a fan of tragedies.
"I'm not going to be stuck with you for this whole journey, will I?"
"No, but what you're going to become may just be worse." Eros releases Lalisa's shoulders, giving her a brotherly push.
"Hey!" Lalisa stumbles, flying directly into the arm's on a woman who steadies her quickly.
"Are you alright?" straightening up, Lalisa is met with the glorious version of you, in your white robes, golden cuffs layering your arms, You had dropped a vase when you caught her, the ceramic shards spraying across the paved steps of the outrageous temple. "What has happened?"
"I-" Lalisa stutters, shocked at being met with someone like you. Six words, you had only said six words but you had left the goddess(demigod) speechless. "I- u- I was pushed."
"By whom?" You brows crease together in curiosity, and you glance behind her with your enchanting eyes.
"Um- Cupid." Lalisa Cringes, both at the use of her brother's Roman name and how much of a line it sounds like.
"Oh! You must be a new priestess!" You brighten up, pulling her in now for a soft hug. "Welcome! Allow me to bring you to our initiation chambers."
You turn without an answer, pulling the demigod behind you with a bright grin upon your lips, forgetting all about the broken vase you left behind.
"I didn't mean to run into you. I was actually pushed." Lalisa defends herself, rolling her eyes as she spots her brother hovering nearby with an amused smirk on his face.
"Eros, our patron god, brings us all here. He has brought you to us, do not fret about something as small as a minor moment of clumsiness." You wave her off, bringing her into the inner chamber, lit by torches along the walls. "Come, you must say your vows, and sacrifice blood from your lifeline, and then you shall become one of our sisters."
Lalisa goes to speak, to tell you she had no intention of worshipping her egotistical brat of an older brother when the said god waves his hand. A soft haze of red befalls the demigod, and with an annoyed groan, she realizes this insufferable man-child had just claimed her as his. You turn, your eyes widening and your mouth falling open as she spots what is hovering over your head. Your demeanor changes instantaneously, and many more priestesses surround you. Swiftly they all lower themselves onto a knee, bowing their heads to you.
Lalisa vows she will protect the adoration that crosses over your face forever. This was how it was all meant to be, you gazing upon her in loving worship, and Lalisa holding your hand as you do. She watches you with pleased eyes as you lower yourself, looking up at her through fluttering lashes.
"The great Cupid has brought you to us," You sound breathy and stunned as you speak, eyes sparkling in devotion. "It is my honor to receive you, my lady."
"Yes. I think it will be." Lalisa smiles, basking in your attention. This story would be a cliché, a classic Roman tragedy. Your story would immortalized, a fated spot next to her forever engraved into your soul.
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