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[dadsinsuits]

Anthony Albanese

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Probably gonna be the last chapter for a bit, maybe not. Got life stuff and it depends how long future chapters will be.

Anyways speaking length this one is a long one and Athena finally gets to see what good parenting is :D

Chapter 8: Wounds

Athena shot awake gasping for air believing she was still in the clouds, only to feel the softness of a bed underneath her weight. A horrific pain pushed her down as it crawled from her left leg to her same side eye, causing her to yell in agony. She fell out of the bed onto her back as her legs still lay on the bed.

“Arvo, sleepy ‘ead,” chuckled out the drowsy voice leaning above her, “Now that you’ve finally woken that galah ankle biter can now leave me be. Every hour in and out, ‘Is she awake yet. What about now, is she awake now,’ I get he’s concerned but the bloke didn’t have to be so earbashing.”

“Hypnos? Why are you he-,” she was cut off by the pain that once again radiated half her body as she tried to get up again, only to shout from the debilitating pain. “When ya gonna learn not to put pressure on the parts with scars.”

“You still haven’t answered why you’re here.”

“Ah right. So, my brother saw you get trampled by the thunder bloke, and pleaded that I come to help ya, as you’d probably be in a lot of pain and need the help of the god of sleep to obtain it.”

“How’d I get in here? The last thing I remember is pleading with my father.”

“Ya see, after your blackout your old man literally kicked you out of the clouds. Then you fell into the sea and washed ashore. Your ankle biter friend saw you on the beach and dragged you to their big smoke. There his ma readied a bed for ya and pulled you onto it. Then I came down to make sure the pain didn’t stir you. Oh and that larrikin postie came by as well, don't know why.”

Suddenly the door to the room swung open as Penelope rushed in, having been concerned by the screams. Seeing that Athena had fallen out of the bed, and was staring through Hypnos’ soul, upset he hadn’t tried to help her up. She rushed over and picked up Athena sitting her back up on the bed trying her best not to brush her scars. She then turned around and began scoulding Hypnos as if he were her child. “Why didn’t you help her up!”

“Calm down, she's strong, also it’s been awhile since I got to talk to her. In fact I don’t think I’ve gotten to speak to her before, cause ya know. Gods don’t need sleep, and even then when I visited her after her exile I never got to speak with her.”

“You could’ve helped her up then spoken with her, would’ve saved her more pain!”

“True, although no need to knock me like that. It’s easy to say that in hindsight”

“Yes, but you should think more like its brother.”

“Aight, well anyways guess I’d be off.”

“If you don’t intend to help our guest then I won’t stop you,” Penelope frowned as Hypnos jumped out the room’s window and flew away.

“Are you alright dear? I was going to get some bandages to wrap your scars, but heard you scream,” she said whilst holding the bandages she mentioned.

“Yes, I’m alright, however the scar does hurt greatly whenever I put pressure on it.”

“Can you see through your left eye, I can’t see your eye.”

“I think I can. Wait, what do you mean?”

“Where your left eye should be, it's just glowing. Like your scars.” Athena looked down at the portion of the scar she could see branching out from under her clothes now noticing its glow.

“My son dragged you to our gate and came to get me so I could help him. He called you his friend. How’d you meet?”

“I was passing by when I saw one of the men here pick a fight with him. I jumped in and protected him,” Athena said while Penelope began wrapping bandages around her visible scar branches.

“Which one of them was it,” Penelope said, shooting a deathly glare at Athena.

“It’s ok, I chased him out of town. He won’t come back again.”

“Was he the one that did this to you, if so I’ll hunt him down.”

“No, I ah. . . Got. . . Struck by lightning on the way back, and I guess that is why this is,” she says, stuttering, gesturing to her scar.

“Alright,” Penelope struggles to say. She then finishes the bandages.

Athena tries to stand up again struggling under the slightly lessened pain. “Are you sure you’re alright dear.”

“Yes, it still hurts, but now that the air isn’t constantly stabbing it, it’s better,” she says, trying to take her mind away from the pain. Penelope worryingly stares at her. “Athena!” Cheerfully shouts a prepubescent voice from a wide smile, “You're awake!”

“Quiet down a bit Telemachus, she still needs time to recover.” Telemachus stops right before reaching out for Athena’s hand. “It's quite alright, Penelope. Half of my body does hurt, but that doesn’t include my ears,”

“Yes, and don’t touch her bandages, it'll hurt her if you do,” Penelope says, staring at Telemachus. “Yes mom,” Telemachus says, sinking down disappointed in himself because he upset his mother.

“It’s alright, Hypnos told me that he’d been worrying about me the entire time since I’ve been here.”

“That’s right! Are you,” Telemachus quickly says, still worrying. “Yes, little man, I’m alright.”

“Yes!” Telemachus jumps up swinging his arms in triumph with stars in his eyes.

“Oh, what’s your name again dear?”

“Uh, it’s Pa-“

“Athena!” Cheers Telemachus with a cleaver sized grin on his face. “I’m sorry dear, clearly he thinks you're a god. Probably because you saved him.”

Athena sighs, “No, he’s right, I am. It’s a long story. Do you care to listen? I can tell you about what happened with Odysseus, I traveled with him.”

Penelope stares at Athena, baffled at what was said. “Oh and I guess I’ll have to actually explain how I got these scars,” Athena warmly smiles. “Uh. . . S- sure,” Penelope stutters out, stumbling on her words this time. Penelope sat on the bed beside Athena and Telemachus eagerly sat on the ground with a smile on his face, to hear her story.

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[souvenir116]

he's so unhinged 😭

[chanrizard]

240615 | Bang Chan x Fendi @ Milan Fashion Week SS25

[dailyworldcinema]

THE MAN FROM SNOWY RIVER (1982) dir. George T. Miller

[write-on-world]

There's a story in there! ☝️

[pastrymechanic]

this might be (is) my favorite photoshoot oscar has done bc like?? DO YOU SEE HIM?? his vibe is literally your local car shop mechanic and im obsessed with it!!

[dadsinsuits]

Malcolm Turnbull

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[realbeefman]

robert chase one of the characters of all time. hes blonde. he went to seminary school. he purposefully murdered a patient. he’s a vapid slut. allergic to strawberries. was caption of his college bowling team. desperately needs to be on antidepressants. he’s divorced. his ex-wife was/is in love with his dadboss. it’s heavily implied that this is part of why he married her to begin with. he’s been fired multiple times but he keeps coming back like a fucked-up obedient boomerang. he’s the best surgeon in the hospital. all this while having the personality of a sopping wet cardboard box of corn flakes that somebody poured milk into and let mildew.

[filmbropilled]

instead of brain in my head there's Leigh Whannell

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[theopossumwitch]

Dogs don't even bark anymore they just stare at you like this

[dumbassalex]

The fact there's like 5 posts about Saladin Ahmeds Wolverine issue 1 but a boatload of posts related to that fuckass movie is CRIMINAL!

Like c'mon people, there's a big focus on Logurt, they hug and Logan patches him up and worries for him, Logan runs around naked for like half the issue, even next to Kurt. There's angst and comfort and them working together and it's so sweet.

Not to mention LOOK AT HIMMMM! He's so wide and hairy and wild!

LOOK HOW SHORT HE IS! THAT'S MY GUYYY!