#can't wait for achilles to remember

[likeafairytale]

"I heard you could help me?" - Nathaniel showing up with a huge sword wound to Achilles' door

When Achilles opened the door, at almost 2 am, the first thing he saw was Nathaniel's vibrant blue eyes, and he couldn't help but smile –he did not know why, but seeing him at his doorstep made his heart beat a little faster. But that smile was swiped quite quickly when he heard his words and saw the huge wound he had on the shoulder. Without a word, he let the siren come inside the little room that had been accommodated for him, here at the Seelie Court. Achilles indicated him a chair to sit on, which the prince obeyed. Like a professional, the young man looked at the wound closely, before putting his surgical material on the table next to them, with a few phials.

❛What happened?❜

❛I was just training a-❜

❛In the middle of the night?❜

❛There is not really a time to train.❜

❛Should have.❜ Achilles shrugged, and right now, he forgot he was talking to a prince and his words could be seen as impertinent. It could often happen when he was deep into his thoughts or, like right now, was about to perform something. Nathaniel did not care, he smiled with amusement and looked at the demigod working. ❛I need you to take off your shirt, please.❜

❛Wh- my... my shirt?❜ Nathaniel repeated, with a mixture of surprise and shyness.

❛Well, I can't do anything if your clothe is preventing me to see the wound more clearly.❜

❛Right, right.❜

Nathaniel took a deep breath while unbuttoning each one of his buttons slowly. He did not know why he was so slow, maybe he was just shy, which was weird, but Achilles had this effect on him. Even though the young man did not remember who he was, Nathaniel couldn't help but have all those feelings, and the fact that now he was supposed to be shirtless wasn't helping him. Seeing how slow he was, Achilles sighed and rolled his eyes. Letting go of the phial he had, he came closer to the Prince and, without a warning, without asking first, he simply ripped his shirt open, before looking the Blackwater in the eyes; both of them were now blushing.

❛I'm sorry, but you were taking way too long, and I still have to stop the blood.❜ Achilles explained while all Nathaniel did was nodded and completely taking off his bloody shirt. The surgeon then use a rag and dropped this one into a strong liquid. Before doing whatever, he looked at the siren, sighing a bit: ❛I'm sorry, your Highness, but that's going to burn for a while, here, you can bite into this wooden spoon.❜

❛What?❜

He didn't have time to ask more, that the tissue was in contact with his wound, and it hurt like hell. Thankfully for him, he did not need the wooden spoon –even if he hurt so much, he didn't want to embarrass himself once again. Daring a look at his wound, he saw Achilles thoughtfully cleaning it with what was, now Nathaniel knew, to be alcohol. The wound was clean, no more blood. After a moment, Achilles went back to his material.

❛Do you need your arms, Prince Nathaniel?❜

❛I... Strange question, but it happens that yes, I do need it. Both arms. Why?❜ He asked a bis suspicious.

Before Achilles turned around to face him with what Nathaniel would describe like a saw miniature, a surgical one. Seeing that, he had hard time to swallow, and couldn't imagine that this wound was enough for him to be amputated. Achilles, as for him, said nothing. He came closer, and the closer he came, the paler Nathaniel was, and, after a moment, the surgeon couldn't help it. He laughed. Now, Nathaniel was confused when he saw the man putting down the saw in favourof a simple needle and thread.

❛What was that?!❜

❛I'm sorry, it was too tempted to scare you.❜ Achilles said, an amused smile on his face, while he came closer to stitch Nathaniel's injure. ❛Don't worry, it's just superficial. But one inches more, and I would have to amputated, unfortunately. You're a lucky man, Nathaniel Blackwater.❜

Achilles smiled and winked, making Nathaniel smile in return. A comfortable silence followed, and none of them wanted to break it, for it was peaceful. Nathaniel looked at him and how fast he was with a needle and a thread, and he wasn't sure now he ever saw him do before. Maybe it was the first time... Their face were so close to each other that Achilles could feel Nathaniel's breath on his neck, and each time that happened, he closed his eyes to appreciate it. The demigod did not know why, but he loved this contact... Achilles turned his face briefly, to see what Nathaniel was doing, and their face was so close that they noses were touching each other. For a few seconds, none of them wanted to break this, but the demigod had to go back to work, and his heart broke a little.

Shaking his head to think of something else, Achilles had now finished with the stitches, and clean it one more time. Observing his work with proud, he was finally cleaning his hands, who were full of Nathaniel's blood, and came back closer to the siren.

❛You know... If I... If I ate the way sirens are supposed to, I could heal on my own. But I'm trying to quit.❜

❛May I ask... Why are you trying to quit, if that sufficient? It would have been probably better, now, you will surely have a scar.❜

❛I don't want to hurt people just for my benefit.❜ Nathaniel said, and Achilles nodded. He smiled a little, as happy by this answer. ❛So, good thing you're here then, right?❜ Nathaniel confessed, slightly flirty, which he realized too late.

❛Yes, good thing I'm here. It's always a pleasure.❜ Achilles answered, a smirk on his face, with the same flirty tone, without even realizing it. ❛You know, it's been three day I am at the Castle, and I seem to see you more often than the High Queen herself. Is that on purpose?❜

❛... Maybe it is.❜

❛Well, I'm flattered, really, but next time, maybe you should avoid anything that make you bleed.❜

❛I'll keep that in mind.❜ Nathaniel said with amusement, and he hoped he did not mistake that fact that they were flirting now.

Achilles laughed a little before taking his pocket watch and checking Nathaniel's pulse, making sure everything was already. This proximity, once again, did not bother the young man, and, without even noticing, his eyes were lingering on Nathaniel's shirtless body. His heart beat faster, for no reason, and when the Blackwater raised his head to look at him, Achilles quickly looked away, hoping every gods that he wasn't caught staring at the prince.

❛You seem to be alright. But you lost a lot of blood, so I suggest that you'll stay here for the rest of the evening. Just in case.❜

❛Oh...❜

❛I know it's nothing to compare to the luxury of your room, but y-❜

❛No, that's not!❜ Nathaniel cut Achilles, realizing that his answer sounded quite condescending.

❛It's fine, do not worry. But you do need to stay here, you could faint at any moment with the among of blood you lost. It's better if someone qualified stayed with you tonight. You can take the bed, and I'll take the couch.❜

Achilles explained and, deep down, wasn't it a simple ruse to spend time with Nathaniel? He wasn't sure. It is true that since their first meeting in the ballroom, and their second in the garden, Nathaniel intrigued the young man. He felt familiar to him. Like an old friend. Or maybe more? Everything was blurry now, he couldn't tell. Just as he couldn't explain his dreams more and more frequent about Nathaniel, or another young lady. Of course, he couldn't talk about it, to whom anyway? He had no one. And if he did, he would be qualified to be crazy for sure.

After a moment he opened his luggage and offered one of his shirt to a still shirtless Nathaniel, who accepted it. With no shame, Achilles looked at the prince putting the clothe one, and only once done he looked away, blushing hard. He was ready to take the couch when Nathaniel always run for it, making Achilles frowned.

❛What are you doing?❜

❛This is your room. You should take the bed, and I take the couch.❜

❛No way, your Highness. I can't let a prince sleep in a couch when the bed is perfectly fine. Trust me, I slept in worse thing that a couch, I can handle it.❜

Nathaniel wanted to argue, but arguing with Achilles was pointless, he knew that, even if Achilles didn't remember. The Prince sighed and when to the bed. A part of him was tempted to invite him in bed with him. Not as a sexual favour, obviously not! But the bed was big enough for two people, surely it could be alright for them both. But this time, he thought because talking. This time, he realized how inappropriate that could be seen and the power imbalance here. He shook his head and lay down. He wished he remembered. If he did, the bed would be full of laughter and kisses, he knew it. But now the bed was just cold.

Achilles, as for him, took place on the couch, silently, after he cleaned the room. At first his eyes were locked on the ceiling, but with time it wasn't interesting anymore. The silence in the room made him think that Nathaniel was already asleep, which wouldn't be surprising after what just happened. But when he turned his head to look at the prince in his bed, he was a bit startled to see Nathaniel looking at him too. No words were exchanged. Just the two of them, looking at the other in silence, smiling from time to time, until Achilles fell asleep.

[calisources]

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟒) 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒. all quotes and sentences were taken from the movie troy (2004). change locations, names and pronouns as you see fit. mentions of war and politics are included in this post.

 I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. 

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now.

If they ever tell my story let them say that I walked with giants.

Men rise and fall like the winter wheat, but these names will never die. 

Let them say I lived in the time of Hector, tamer of horses. Let them say I lived in the time of Achilles.

You gave me peace in a lifetime of war.

You're still my enemy in the morning.

You're still my enemy tonight. But even enemies can show respect.

I have endured what no one on earth has endured before. I kissed the hands of the man who killed my son.

I know my country better than the Greeks, I think.

 You are a brave man. I could have your head on a spit in the blink of an eye.

 Do you really think death frightens me now? I watched my eldest son die, watched you drag his body behind your chariot.

Give him back to me. He deserves a proper burial, you know that. Give him to me.

How many cousins have you killed? How many sons and fathers and brothers and husbands? How many, brave Achilles?

I knew your father, he died before his time. But he was lucky not to live long enough to see his son fall.

War is young men dying and old men talking. You know this. Ignore the politics.

My brothers of the sword! I would rather fight beside you than any army of thousands! Let no man forget how menacing we are.

Do you know what's waiting beyond that beach? Immortality! Take it! It's yours!

 I chose nothing. I was born and this is what I am.

Imagine a king who fights his own battles. Wouldn't that be a sight?

Of all the warlords loved by the gods, I hate him the most.

Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity.

You say you're willing to die for love but you know nothing about dying and you know nothing about love!

Go home, prince. Drink some wine, make love to your wife. Tomorrow, we'll have our war.

Perhaps your brother can comfort them. I hear he's good at charming other men's wives.

You speak of war as if it's a game.

But how many wives wait at Troy's gates for husbands they'll never see again?

If you go to Troy, glory will be yours. 

And the world will remember your name. But if you go to Troy, you will never come back... for your glory walks hand-in-hand with your doom. And I shall never see you again.

 They say your mother was an immortal godess. They say you can't be killed.

You have your swords. I have my tricks. We play with the toys the gods give us.

All my life I've lived by a code and the code is simple: honor the gods, love your woman and defend your country.

Troy is mother to us all. Fight for her!

There are no pacts between lions and men.

Aren't you afraid?

 Everyone dies, whether today or fifty years from now.

If I don't, you'll kill more men.

At night I see their faces. All the men I've killed. They're standing there on the far bank of the river Styx. They're waiting for me. They say, 'Welcome, brother'.

Last time you spoke to me like this, you were 10 years old and you'd just stolen Father's horse. What have you done now?

Do you love me, brother? Will you protect me from any enemy?

Well, then your men did. The sun god will have his vengeance.

His priests are dead, and his acolyte's a captive. i think your god is afraid of me.

Afraid? Apollo is master of the sun, he fears nothing.

I know more about the gods than your priests. I've seen them.

You're royalty, aren't you? Spent years talking down to men.

You must be royalty. What's your name? Even the servants of Apollo have names.

 What do you want here in Troy? You didn't come for the Spartan queen.

Why kill you now, Prince of Troy, with no-one here to see you fall?

You should not have come here tonight.

That's what you said last night?

Last night was a mistake.

I have made many mistakes this week.

Of all the kings of Greece, I respect you most. But in this war you're a servant. And I refuse to be a servant any longer.

Sometimes you need to serve in order to lead. I hope you understand that one day.

Prince Hector, is he as good a warrior as they say?

You come here uninvited. Go back to your ships and go home.

The sun was shining when your wife left you.

She's up there, watching, isn't she? Good. I want her to watch you die.

And I've seen the limits of your mercy and I tell you now, no son of Troy will ever submit to a foreign ruler.

Trojan soldiers died protecting you. Perhaps they deserve more than your pity.

Pearls from the sea of Propontus.

Am I still your captive?

I have heard rumors of your beauty. And for once, the gossip is right.

Soldiers of Troy! You men are warriors! To lead you has been my honor!

Hector fights for his country! Achilles fights only for himself!

You were brave to fight them. You have courage.

To fight back when I'm attacked? A dog has that kind of courage.

It's no insult to say a dead man is dead.

I can't ask anyone to fight for me. I'm no longer queen of Sparta.

You're a princess of Troy now. And my brother needs you tonight.

Menelaus was a brave man. He fought for honor. And every day I was with him, I wanted to walk into the sea and drown.

I almost lost this war because of your little romance.

I want to see him grow tall. I want to see all the girls chasing after him.

Well, of course you do, she's a beautiful woman.

Then I'll make it easy for him to find me. I'll walk right up to him and tell him you're mine.

May the gods keep the wolves in the fields and the women in our beds.

[alwaysforetells]

exr fic recs pleeeeaaasseee im sick about them

You got it dude!

These are from an amazing list that my partner put together and I did a bunch of the blurbs for, so get ready

Jojo’s Delivery Service (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31673378

enjoltaire and cosette/eponine, set in the same world as kiki’s delivery service. a lovely, lovely story with so many different plotlines that tie up nicely in the end :) (One of my favorites, I try to do annual rereads!)

World Ain’t Ready (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2306315

high school fake dating au. in which grantaire is an oblivious former gifted kid and enjolras is the new kid who hasn’t learned to keep his head down in their very homophobic school. (One of my favorite fics of all time)

Something telling (between then and now) (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24053155/

!!! Soooo cute. Enjolras gets yoinked seconds from his death and yeeted into the modern world…. Right into Grantaire’s arms. Features hijinks + trauma

I Wait, I Wait, I Wait (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49287016

Really great if you love E and R being awful to each other, miscommunication, and them banging, now repeat that cycle until something gives! Idiots.

The Wikipedia Page (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51855370

Short and sweet, some good old fashioned pranking Enjolras

Crack of dawn, All is Gone (Except the Will to Be) (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34098310

Zombie apocalypse au!! Also we love to see cosette and enjolras sibling dynamic

Seek and Destroy (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51175138

Monster hunters Enj and Grantaire!! This one is SO good and also has a great sequel

Send you my love on a wire (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49270387

SOO CUTE. Socially awkward enj trying to “somebody likes you…..” “You've got a secret admirer…..” To Grantaire. Grantaire is absolutely oblivious and kind of freaked out that he has a stalker.

The Things I Say (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27985131

Can't really remember this one but I thought it was cool ig (such a glowing recommendation -h). Soul mate things. (BE GAY DO CRIMES, GRANTAIRE AND EPONINE BEING QPPs -h)

(Still don't remember this one but my partner seems to like it so you should read it right now)

suckerpunch (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48699310

talented Grantaire!!

Never a flame, we just wanted a spark (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29439555

Courf and comb try to cheer up enj after a rough breakup and it does not go well.

I would know him in death (at the end of the world) (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20939621

Song of Achilles reincarnation thing. Angst. Heavily

I'm not the moon (I'm not even a star) (complete)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25166749

Amnesia time!

Okau I've got a lot more but I'm tired, so I'll add more to this if requested, in the mean time enjoy these fic anon and make sure to comment on things!

[achillesbeloathed]

thinking about odysseus and diomedes travelling to skyros, for the second time. thinking about them feeling and seeing the full circle moment for what it is, ten years later - fetching another boy destined for war and greatness.

thinking about odysseus and diomedes making the journey there, and only realising it's been ten years when they catch their reflection in the waves, or when they see the lines on the king of Scyros' face. Or when they can't help but imagine the ghost of a young Achilles casting off his diguise and facing them head on all those years ago - remembering that boy and knowing now where he was headed even then.

And here's Neo, and his grieving mother Deidamia, Odysseus thinks. And in their faces he sees Telemachus and Penelope, waiting back home, and is glad for their absence. Not them.

And here is Diomedes, he thinks. And he's unimaginably grateful for his presence - despite the blood on his hands and the furrowed brow and the first streaks of grey in his hair. He looks different, here on Skyros, where the sun still shines and the war is far away.

And here, Odysseus thinks, we don't belong. We can't stay. And back to war they go. Let this be it, he thinks.

[streets-in-paradise]

Hi hi, it's me again 🙈

I couldn't resist to be part of your Troy 2004 20th anniversary (I feel so old, it was already 20 years ago... I remember seeing it for the first time at my cousin's home and falling in love with this movie).

If it's okay with you, I read this prompt from the list you shared (I'm on my phone so I can't remember the name of the author of the prompts but they were really great!), and I feel this one would feat in the movie universe :

"I have your ring on my finger, but I'm still waiting for your heart."

I could see it for a few characters.

If you feel it, and no pressure at all, maybe you could write something with that? With any character you would wish and if you haven't inspiration, no problemo ^^

I hope you had a good rest and I can't wait to read more from you ^^

See you soon on Tumblr 🌸

Hi,Hi,Hi!!!!

Sorry it took me so long to get to this one, I accidentally procrastinated the writing because I got strongly focused in an unexpected problem a friend had.

Great prompt choice! I too can think in quite a few characters for this one, but I took the less probable choice to spice things up. Normally, my first choice for this case scenario would have been Hector, so I'm going for Achilles.

Inspired in that Iliad fragment where Briseis says Patroclus told her he was going to convince Achilles of marrying her.

The Right Way - Achilles x (Fem)Reader

Even in the darkest of fates, you managed to find a ray of light.

Patroclus, the young cousin of the one who once became your captor, was an embodiment of hope. You were still a stranger to him, a simple war captive, and yet from the beggining he took many bothers comforting you. It reached unbelievable limits when one night he made you an impossible promise hoping only to stop your sobbing in exchange.

He told you that you were not going to remain a slave for long because he was going to convince Achilles of doing the ríght thing marrying you in order to restaure your dignity.

The naive sweetness of his proposition calmed you in that oportunity despite you couldn't believe him. It was clear that the lad firmly believed in it and was not trying to deceive you, but the idea was not a realistic solution you were seeing come true any soon.

But it did: against any reasonable expectation, Achilles married you. As if that wasn't unbelievable enough, a greater surprise still awaited you through the early times of your circunstantial union.

Falling in love with him, slowly starting to enjoy of your warm spot at his side.

Despite your marriage was a mere formality happening to get you back in a decent status, Achilles allowed you to indulge into the fiction through certain gestures. Sleeping together was the one you got to like the quickest.

Consummation was not demmanded by him, but you were starting to desire it.

Signals of it emerged as you searched for his caressing, even iniciating kisses for the first time.

As eager for it as he could be, your attitude came out suspicious.

" Forcing yourself to please me wasn't part of the deal. I'm trying to prove your young protector a point: I can be a decent man keeping you in the right way. "

The reasoning was simply hilarious to you.

" Did you just admit to have married me out of pure stubborness? "

His response was vague enough to keep you guessing.

" It's not the worst choice I have taken that way."

You groaned with frustration and he chuckled, but the laughter ended when you placed one hand on his chest.

" I have your ring on my finger, but I am still waiting for your heart. "

He raised an eyebrow, then attempted to hide his surprise in a cocky smirk.

" Let me understand this. From both of us, it's precisely you the one who got convinced this can work? "

Your grip on him got tighter in the prelude of your confirmation.

" Maybe neither of us have choosen it willingly, but here we are. At first, I only cared about my honor, but turns out I like being your wife way more than I ever expected. "

He closed his eyes for an an instant and took a deep breath.

" When you present it with such convincing rethoric you make it feel worthy. "

Making use of his brief distraction, your approach became more daring.

" Do you want to know something more?"

Your trail of kisses ended back where you started, purring against his lips.

" I think I finally want you to make love to me. "

The intensity of his blue eyes was once more completely focused on you, want and wonder in equal amounts.

" You better not be deceiving me, I'm taking that seriously. "

Your answer was a smirk and a soft peck on his lips, but he insisted on the interrogation.

" I was inclined to assume it would be out of the question. "

It made you chuckle.

" Achilles, ... you slept naked the first night. "

[dreadfutures]

impressions from the hades ii technical playtest

absolutely chock full of spoilers but also theories

Amazing gameplay, feels just as good as Hades 1 with improvements and creative changes. So many different builds/play styles will be possible. in the dev stream they talked about melee close quarters vs sorcery ranged, but I find myself doing HEAVY spellcasting while also stacking in heavy melee boons on the knives, and mixing and matching.

The boons have a few familiar perks but so many of them are new and creative, even for gods we know from the first game. All of them feel really good.

The SOUND EFFECTS are amazing. The sounds of your weapons change based on the boon equipped to each attack. the sounds of the arena change depending on the god at the end (if any). Nothing and I mean nothing makes the dopamine go off more than the sound of Hephaestus' boon blasts when I do my fan of knives and they all explode. PING PING PING.

I find myself doing "resource runs" and "story runs." they do overlap. It's tough to only have one harvesting item equipped at a time and I spent so much time looking for silver and looking that my eye has started slipping over the lone spirits who gives you psyche, even when Selene leads me to them lol. I do like that they have her guiding light, but it is subtle. I also like the way you can pin certain items when you're in a run so you can remember what you needed for a recipe.

Unfortunately I did so many harvest runs that I actually got all the recipes before I had a chance to USE forget me not on a run so.... woops on that fated list lol.

We are maybe going to romance Moros or Nemesis (probably both are options?) but maybe not both at the same time? since they're siblings technically (technically) (I wouldn't mind though). I love all these children of nyx and want to protect them and smooch them all.

EXCEPT. Mel is a Silver Sister, with Artemis and Selene. Does that mean she's gotta be a virginal girl squad? lol

I love sister Artemis. I love that she throws snacks!!!!! which is even more endearing bc it's fried and a chocolate bar and soda. I wonder if sometimes I hear a note of disapproval from her and I wonder where her plot will go later. Selene it's said may not be able to reach us in Tartarus, but Artemis might.

Speaking of found family.

I fucking adore Odysseus. I love Od. So. Much. Like I loved Achilles but Od is such a good girl dad for Mel, and his pep talks are the best and so sensitive ;_; what a guy I love him.

I think? that Hecate's familiars must be placeholders, since they're just little statues that vibrate when you give them treats. I can't wait to see where they go in the full game.

It's an interesting take on Hestia, that she hates everybody. It makes me wonder if we'll see Hera or not, since I kind of expect that behavior from Hera.

Hephaestus and Demeter and Aphrodite remain my favorite boon givers.

As far as I can tell there is no fishing rod in the playtest but there will be in the full game and I'm excited.

Arachne's self esteem hurts me 😫 I love you little bug!!!! I wonder if we'll find her shop in Olympus or in Tartarus -- and I worry about her. At least Athena is too busy to bother her! I hope! I love Mel's different outfits.

The amount of pets that Mel gets to have is delightful. I love her frog so much.

Hecate is fascinating. She is SUCH a mother, she is SO compassionate to Mel and trying to build her up! She is wry and dry but never cruel or negative. I love her sm. Poor Mel has some low self esteem and understandable doubts and is putting so much pressure on herself. And I really wonder about Hecate's relationship with Persephone and the house of Hades and with nyx. Nemesis says something that makes me wonder if Hecate is innocent. Either way I don't think she'll really be a villain. My heart would break if so. Mel would break.

Mel is so sweet and pure. ;_; and she says "death to chronos" so coldly. When she says "Hence I go" I just hear her as a little baby playing hide and seek with Hecate and it gives me so many feelings.

I want to know about Mel's arm!

I can't wait to see the other regions just from the Crossroads, since there's currently two doors we can't enter.

Also what are we going to DO with the fish?

Very exciting stuff.

[dootznbootz]

hi beautiful! im doing a Research about the similarities between Athena and Poseidon via Odysseus, Achilles, Hector and Paris, and I was wondering if you knew about any of their epithets that might be related to each other?

(I'll tag you in the post when i make it)

Hewwo lovely!!! :D Some of these are ones I researched myself (so...take with grains of salt. I'm giving you a lil salt shaker) and some I remember/know from Homeric works.

Also I... I think with the whole "multiple translations" thing going on, that might make things different.

Athena: Wise (ofc), of War, Girder of Armor, Sharp-sighted, of shining helm, Hope of Soldiers, Tireless, Aegis-holding,

Poseidon: blue-haired But what pronouns, Earthshaker, Who Dashes Against, Of the Horses, etc.

Odysseus (he has so many): Master Mariner, Long-suffering, Godlike, Man of many twists and turns, Cunning, Wise, Counsel of Zeus, Sacker of Cities, Great-hearted, Hotheaded yeah no shit lol, Man of Action, Man of Many Exploits,

Achilles: Swift-footed fast as fuck boi, breaking through men, lion-hearted, Godlike

Hector: Of shining helm, shepherd of his people (I love this one so much), horse-breaker/horse-tamer, man-killing, etc.

Paris: Alexandros/Alexander, Magnificent, "Mad Seducer", Godlike (though it sounds like more in the sense of "pretty"),

That's what I found and what I remember. :D Hope this helps!

I can't wait to see your essay and what you analyze/point out! :D

[teecupangel]

Desmond miles as hopes older brother! Des as hopes brother! I don't have much due to my painkillers giving me a crash and burn boost, but I can help offer what little info I do think of.

It's very clear hope has had a lady's upbringing and education, Desmond alreadly had "big brother" vibes after his time near ezio's sister and little brother so he gets soft with the pretty menace that is now his sister. He's sadly not fully aware of how bad things would get in their adult lives under Achilles, but with his time as connor he knows things went horrible enough for Achilles to take things more seriously. So he's ready, but not truly ready

Now growing up before and after the death of their bio family then adoption by the german couple who raised them, he helps set hope up to be a better person once tragedy struck once more. Not just in skill, but her morals, right from wrong and her blind loyalty with plea's and warnings falling to deaf ears.

To most he's mildly serious yet calm and laid back, easiest assassin on the homestead to get along with. Most recruits who get to train with him come out sore and tired, but full of pride with a goofy smile. (I love when desmond gets to act like a big brother, he can't help it- shays his brother, liams a brother, the other's are questionable at best)

(It alsi really got to me in shay's game that hope of all people didn't listen, she seems so smart and clever! Hell she IS smart and clever)

Wanna make it more tragic?

How about when they lost their parents they were separated due to their parents’ actions, who had been kind people but may have gotten in with the wrong crowd or might have accumulated too much debt from the wrong people.

Desmond, being the older of the two, promised to find Hope and told her to wait for him. Hope is left with nothing else to do but believe in her brother and she’s taken away to an orphanage while Desmond is left to ‘pay the debt’.

Hope is adopted and her adoptive parents love her but she still remembered the warmth of her brother’s hand on the top of her head, could still remember the kind smile he always had even when Hope annoyed him.

So she believed him.

She believed him and kept on waiting for him.

Then her adoptive father was killed and she and her adoptive mother were thrown out of their own home.

It’s during the time she tried to steal for medicine to save her ailing adoptive mother that he finally found her.

It’s a bittersweet reunion as she had waited for this moment for so long but she had imagined their reunion to be a sweet one. Where he would appear on their doorsteps and would embrace her tightly…

Where her adoptive parents would welcome him to their home, her adoptive mother cooking for him and her adoptive father teaching him their family business…

Not in this dank alleyway with his hand gripping her arm tightly, the surprise clear in his eyes.

Like he didn’t expect to see her here.

Like this had all been a coincidence.

She had half a mind to push him and run away.

To ask why he had taken so long to find her…

Yet…

“Patricia?”

Just one word.

A name she had not heard for a long time.

Spoken in a much deeper voice than she had grown up hearing.

Spoken with such…

Hope.

Her body moved before she could stop herself.

His hands held her like they’ve always had.

His embrace was just as warm as she remembered…

.

Unorganized Notes:

With Desmond’s help, Hope’s adoptive mother didn’t die.

Desmond had been ‘paying’ their parents debt for years by singlehandedly destroying their group. It took some time as they were all scums who had enough money to pay for decent security and Desmond had no allies or informants of his own so he had to do all the information gathering on his own (aka: the Altaïr way)

During this time, Desmond had also amassed a… following as some of the people he took out had really had sidegigs.

So, yeah, while Hope had been growing up in a safe loving home, Desmond had been ‘unintentionally’ creating his own small gang.

Hope joins the gang, of course, and it’s actually less of a gang and more of a lite Brotherhood that focused more on information gathering and causing distractions for Desmond.

Desmond isn't Desmond's biological name but the name he went with while doing his 'sidegigs'. Only Hope and Desmond know each other's biological names and they only use it when they're alone.

Desmond actually didn’t want to train Hope to be an Assassin like him because he will always see her as his that little kid who would cry for her brother whenever she tripped. Then he realized how his feelings were the same as the ones Ezio had felt about Claudia and knew that he can’t stop her. All he can do is guide her and make sure she grew up to be strong enough.

Hope's first Assassination mission was to hunt down the men who used to be her adoptive father's business partners.

So when Achilles finally finds them, they’re pretty much Assassins by their own rights and he had heard rumors of them and the immense network they held in the colonies. That was what Achilles was after.

Desmond has no reason not to join Achilles. He only heard a bit from Ratonhnhaké:ton’s memories of what happened and Achilles had been cagey, after all, only saying that the Colonial Brotherhood fell into a Templar ‘trap’.

But… Desmond has no reason to see Achilles as a mentor as well so he acts more like an unofficial Assassin (which always left a bitter taste in his mouth), it’s a small price to pay to retain his freedom from the constraints of having to listen to Achilles’ orders.

Desmond usually just visits once in a while and every Assassin in the homestead are immediately swarming him, wanting to learn from him and ask for his advice. He’s friendly to everyone and acts like a big brother to them (especially as Achilles’ recruits are usually younger than Desmond).

Hope and Shay have a more rivalry-type relationship because Desmond told Hope that Shay had potential which Hope took as a declaration of war for her brother’s attention. Shay thinks Hope is just a very… ‘aggressive’ woman.

Liam thinks Shay is dumb for not realizing that Hope only acts like that to him. Everyone has heard of Hope, Desmond’s sister and first apprentice. Among their group, she’s one of the few to actually be on the same level as an Assassin and she’s as cunning and smart as one can get. She’s also usually nice and polite and her treatment of Shay makes Liam mistakes it as… Hope having feelings for Shay!

Desmond knows Hope is acting out because she has abandonment issues but, at the same time, her rivalry with Shay was helping the two of them grow so… he’s not going to do anything other than remind Hope that she’s his own and only sister and nothing will ever change that.

Desmond is close to Achilles’ apprentices and acts like a secondary mentor + older brother to them all. Since he’s older than them (physically and thanks to the Bleeding Effect + his reincarnation bs), he tends to treat them as young ‘kids’.

Up to you if Desmond’s presence have an effect and saves Achilles’ wife and son.

[11queensupreme11]

I read how you plan to make the arsenic blue and can't help but wonder how they feel about Percy forgetting all about the yanderes. I imagine ror!Poseidon will get really furious, especially when Percy called the pjo!Poseidon her dad. And I imagine Hades said will be heartbroken while Apollo and Beelzebub will immediately try to force her to remember them. Oh, and how will they react to Percy with the other Demigods... Oh, I can't wait!

it'll be a whirlwind of emotions, i can assure you!

not only does she have amnesia, but the only person she remembers is anthonius, a mortal son of athena. they don't know that hera intentionally leaves her with this one memory so they're gonna be like "is... is he more important to her than me?? 🥺 why does she remember HIM and not me?? 😭"

not to mention the horror and fear they'll go through when she gets the curse of achilles removed. it was the one thing keeping her safe in ror verse, without it they're gonna be freaking the fuck out

then there's the second great prophecy, the life-threatening quests, side-missions she goes on, the amount of "WHY ARE HER GODS NOT HELPING?!?!?!", the WAR, and TARTARUS.......

the universe will not be safe when the yanderes manage to break into it 💀

[smallraindrops-blog]

I can't remember if this was brought up in WMFTD, but I like how in the aus it's implied (and sometimes shown) that Y/n has some form of artist talent.

I love the idea of WMFTD! Y/n having a small stash of art he did of the residents of the house(Dusa, Zagreus, Hades even, etc) and a few of his parents. Of course, he also has a good pile of Hypnos doodles and portraits.

I also like to imagine him when he was still with Patroclus, drawing whenever he wasn't fighting others or talking with his pa. Something to keep him distracted from his thoughts and memories.

Maybe at some point in the future, he does a family portrait of him, Hypnos, and their children.

I dunno something about making art of your loved ones just makes me giddy.

(anon, sorry for the wait. I love this ask so much, i kept rereading it.)

Since Y/N is a reader insert, i try to keep his artist talents/levels up to the reader. So Yeah, it kinda has not been explored in WMFTD.

Gonna put my rambling response under.

But yeah, Hypnos would be his main subject, his muse.

he got so many of Hypnos just sleeping. I like to think he would get would tons of good poses, hypnos usually pick one position and doesn’t move around like some people do in their sleep.

I like to think y/n’s favorites are the ones where Hypnos looks utterly content, a little smile on his face, his limbs loose. There are also some private ones, brief moments that Y/N immortalized just for his eyes alone.

But yeah, he had some of everyone. (Skelly was an interesting subject for him, he was also fond of trying to get Dusa’s speediness on paper)

He definitely got some of his parents, more of his Pa since they spent so much time together. ( achilles accidentally found one of Patroclus once, just a simple one where Pat was smiling faintly at something, not completely facing the viewer. It was clear Achilles loved it and Y/N oftered it to him. It is one of Achilles’ most prized possessions.)

and yeah, when he and hypnos began their family, he have actually draws the kids the most. Beside Hypnos.

There are tons of Hypnos just holding one of the kids ( those might be his favorites. There was just something about those moments that melt his heart). Some with Hypnos smiling down at the baby, others time with both hypnos and baby napping.

He also got tons of them playing. He also spent a lot time making sure to get the fat rolls, little pouty lips and their darling cubby cheeks were like they were in real life.

When they are older, He always try to get Morpheus’ wings and cheerful grin just right.

The power of Icelos’ proud baring and her big eyes. Phantasos’ careful, gentle hands on his newest possession.

Phobetor’s watchful eyes, his polite smile and the way he lean in when someone is speaking to him.

Y/n get better at expressing his love and showing his affection but this was another way for him to do it.

And he loves them all so much that that sometimes that he can’t speak.

[yanderefarm]

poor achilles imagine like him like begging to be whipped harder mid-sesh and his darling stops everything to whip out google translate

"can you repeat that? *the sound of a mic turning on*"

achilles would pay for darlings italian lessons after a few times of that i can see it now!!!

he's like horny babbling but you're like "wait wait hold up say it again" bc you wanna make sure he's not saying anything important.

actually using that against him when you start to recognize some of the words he tends to say over and over... like hes near the edge and he's saying please harder please in Italian and internally you're like "oh i know this" but you stop like "wait hold on what was that?" or telling him to use his words but he can't remember his English words right now....

and then he is annoyed so he makes you learn Italian. he even teaches you.

i also imagine in italian he's slightly more expressive.

[empresskadia]

Round 5 because I hyperfixate easily, and I think all the Spartans deserve kisses. My Achilles Heel is falling in love with fictional women. Anyway, hear me out:

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Since the firing range had been down for maintenance, Linda-058 had been noticeably less enthused. Without being able to use Nornfang, she had quickly grown to be bored. So, thinking quickly, you suggested that she'd trying a game of accuracy or two. She wasn't very fond of pool, but she loved darts.

It was cute to see the concentration spread across her face before every throw of a dart. Part of you wondered if that was what it was like when she was behind a scope - the regal, calm, collected grace of the Sniper Goddess. When she turned to you and the red of your face, she gave you a playful wink. She won again, of course, but you got the consolation prize of a loving kiss from Spartan-058.

-

Kelly-087 has a tendency to steal your casual clothes. Even though most of your clothes don't exactly fit her, she will wear them. You'd be losing your mind looking for that sweater you could've sworn you had a week ago only for her to barge in with a guilty smile and returning it because "it doesn't smell like you anymore!" 

She tends to do this when you or her are busy, and she doesn't get to see you as much as she would like. John caught her wearing one of your hoodies once, when Blue Team was on back-to-back missions, and she hadn't seen you in a month. Kelly nearly tackled you when she got to see you again.

-

In public, Cal-141 acts as expected of her and her reputation as a Spartan-II. But, in the privacy of your quarters, she lets the walls down and basks in the freedom of being her true self. It doesn't matter how long you've been together. Everything you do together is like the first time for her, and it never fails to fluster her.

Slow dancing together, cuddling, holding hands - she loves it all. By far, her favorite thing to do is to compare the sizes of your hands. It never fails to make Cal blush, and if you weave your fingers with hers and kiss the top of her hand afterward? She'll be red in the face thinking about it for the rest of the day.

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Your relationship with Sarah Palmer was sort of an open secret aboard the Infinity. Despite you and the Commander doing your best to keep your relationship under wraps, it was obvious to observers. Every other Spartan under her command respected the hell out of her but were kind of afraid of her. Sarah was only this gentle with you and you alone.

One time, Captain Lasky had found her going over your gear before one of your missions with Fireteam Majestic, and he laughed at how quickly she turned red, stuttering excuses for messing with your armor at 0200. Roland will never let her hear the end of it.

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I've been waiting to read this, also same, all the Spartans deserve kisses and hugs and someone to love them so much that they're kinda shocked by it but omg gets excited to be with their partner, anyways-

Linda is skeptical when her partner drags her to Spartan Town's activity room and hands her a case of darts. She understands the concept of them and has seen the IVs play, but she isn't sure why they would insist on her playing. Until she actually starts throwing them. Yeah, it's not firing off Nornfang but she's having fun figuring out how to adjust her aim every time she moves back. And she's not complaining when the reward of kisses because you both know she's gonna win.

Blue team 100% gives Kelly shit for stealing her partner's clothes, and she could care less. It's comfortable, and it's not her fault they can't rizz someone up. The rest of the team can tell when Kelly wants to see her partner because she gets restless and is practically hopping between one feet and the next during missions.

I just adore the idea of Cal getting flustered over someone loving her. She's heard Maria-062 talk about retiring and having a family, and she remembers all the other spartans looking at her weirdly. But Cal gets it now. Yes, there are things she doesn't always understand with relationships, but every time her partner kisses her hand or calls her beautiful, it feels like the first time for her.

Everyone is gonna know because of Roland. That AI is the number one shipper, and he's a snoop. But also Roland is a wingman. If Sarah and her partner are having a moment, sorry, spartan that area of the ship is down for maintenance. Even if it wasn't for the AI, all the IVs see how Sarah's shoulders relax when you enter the room during war game or how her eyes always scan the room and settle on you before giving her fireteams crap. And Lasky? He's loving this because he gets to tease her endlessly with Roland.

[swiftfootedachilles]

heeyyy achilles how are you???! do you have any headcanons in mind?? i miss your big brain

🥺🥺🥺🥺 omg

i still havent answered a bunch of asks from the trope mashup ive been working on christmas gifts and i keep FUCKING messing up and having to redo stuff 😭

i think ive mentioned this before but i genuinely dont remember where, but i stand by this headcanon so hard

unlike the writers, i remember that ian isnt supposed to drink on his meds!! i believe deep in my soul that ian buys himself a drink then babybirds it to mickey. its so disgusting. its so them. i imagine them in the alibi after a long day, immediately annoyed by how many cops are hanging around, and laugh while ordering carl around. they get shots, and carl doesnt argue but gives ian this uneasy/confused look. bro doesnt drinking on your meds fuck you up hardcore??? dont worry officer ian would never drink on his meds :) they knock back the shots, and after mickey swallows his, ian spits his mouthful of whiskey into mick's waiting open mouth. SHOCK AND HORROR FROM THE CROWD OF COPS. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE DERANGED HOMOSEXUALS. carl immediately stops serving them shots, but it's all for nought because next time they visit they just do it with beer instead. that's it carl cant fucking take it anymore he's banning them for life!!! but oh ! carl you cant do that theyre youre token gay couple and it would be homophobic to ban them especially when straight people are always banging in the bathroom! but he can't STAND IT so he turns it into an entire gallagher family ordeal. "please im being you all PLEASE tell ian and mickey to stop being disgusting in my bar." they eventually agree, under the terms that carl will have a cop-free night at least once every few weeks. "tell them it's closed for family shit, i don't give a fuck just get them OUT of my BAR" "it's not YOUR BAR it's MY BAR i literally BOUGHT IT" "okay well ive been going here since before you were born so i own it just as much as you" "fuck off mickey"

i am just so obsessed with them being purposefully gross and irritating. it's their love language

[arcanespillo]

it says that ur into poetry in ur bio and thats so cool!!! i like poetry as well and am taking it as an elective at uni but i am actually not too good with poets so was wondering if you had any favourite poets? if not thats totally fine. maybe poetry recs? thanks ☆

poems

i'm not the river / nox by anne carson is tricky to find but there's a fragment here / PORTRAIT OF THE ALCOHOLIC WITH WITHDRAWAL / A BOY STEPS INTO THE WATER / SOME BOYS AREN’T BORN THEY BUBBLE / Thirstiness is Not Equal Division / EVERYTHING THAT MOVES IS ALIVE AND A THREAT–A REMINDER / A Man Said to the Universe / The Worm King’s Lullaby / Cortège / the triumph of achilles by louise gluck / the reticent volcano keeps by emily dickinson / the mirror by louise gluck / i go down the shore / the arrowhead / Brother / My Brother at 3 A.M / I would I might forget that I am I / the second elegy / stripped car / The Saints Come Marching In by Anne Sexton, How to Be a Dog by Andrew Kane, Angel of Hope and Calendars by Anne Sexton / I Remember / WHAT THE BIRD WITH THE HUMAN HEAD KNEW / THE TRUTH THE DEAD KNOW / In The Deep Museum / Lament / The Starry Night / A Curse Against Elegies / jesus suckles / start here / march is march / a bad day by mary oliver / Portrait of the Illness as Nightmare / lord knows / Town of Finding Out About the Love of God / fragments from Avalon Revisited (1963) by Margaret Atwood / from crush by richard siken 'the torn up road', from war of the foxes 'landscape with fruit rot and millipede', 'birds over the trampled field', 'the museum', 'self portrait against red wallpaper'/ from louise gluck's the wild iris 'clear morning' 'spring snow' 'scilla' 'the hawthorn tree' 'april' 'the jacob's ladder' 'matins' 'song' 'vespers' 'harvest' 'retreating light' 'lullaby' 'the gold lily' / from her vita nova 'the open grave' 'roman study' 'timor mortis' 'castile' 'mutable earth' 'inferno' / from faithful and virtuous night 'aboriginal landscape' 'utopia' 'the melancholy assistant' 'a foreshortened journey' 'the horse and the rider' / from meadowlands 'parable of the king' 'moonless night' 'departure' 'rainy morning' 'telemachus' guilt' 'meadowlands I' 'telemachus' kindness' 'parable of the dove' 'purple bathing suit' / from firstborn 'the cripple in the subway' 'seconds' 'letter from provence' 'firstborn' / from the house on marshland 'the pond' 'gratitude' 'abishag' 'the fire' / from descending figure 'the garden (2)' 'origins (4)' 'thanksgiving', from the triumph of achilles 'exile' 'seated figure' 'liberation' 'adult grief' 'horse'/ apostle town / the town of the sound of a twig breaking / strawberry moon by matthew dickman / the wolf god / this poem by mark bibbins (another year on the day/ of class photos/ i scratched at my face/ with a sharpened popsicle stick/ no blood just a few pink lines/ that didn't read/ what else./ i wanted a cast on my leg/i wanted braces and glasses/and my tonsils out/i wanted scars/i don't know when or whether i figured out the difference between wanting to be damaged and wanting to be healed) / ancient text by louise gluck

books

short talks by anne carson, waiting for god by simone weil, blue horses by mary oliver, dog songs poems by mary oliver, men in the off hours by anne carson, trances of the blast by mary ruefle, autobiography of red, red doc and norma jeane baker of troy by anne carson, richard siken and ocean vuong's books are famous honestly but try to read their stuff if you haven't checked them out yet (i don't like ocean vuong but i did like some bits of his first book) and also i suggest reading 'the journal of albion moonlight' if you find yourself particularly liking red doc, i hope you were not expecting old poetry because that really isn't really in my ropes

this is what i have noted on my journal :p if you can't find some stuff dm me but you can search for most poetry books on archive.org and it's free and legal

+ poems by Margaret Atwood ! i forgot, like this one

[wuekka]

I had a dream there was Up 2 movie and Mel, Jayce and Viktor were in there, in a blimp. I can't remember much but I remember at the end everyone getting off the blimp, except Viktor, deciding to leave in the end for living with the robots because he was a cyborg (he still looked like Viktor) who couldn't function well/without it causing pain. He was planning to sneack away during the night on the blimp, but Jayce was on the blimp waiting for him. Jayce compared them to Achilles and Patroclus before learning he was planning to leave. There was a lot of bittersweetness, but in the end (next day?) they all dropped Viktor off, Mel hugging him and giving him a cheek kiss.

[likeafairytale]

"No I don't want him to leave, I'm in love with him. Please help!" - Nathaniel to Malachai about Achilles who's only been at the court for 3 days

Malachai looked up from the map he was examinating when he heard Nathaniel coming into the room. He frowned at his brother's attitude, and looked at him falling dramatically in the couch near him. Calypso, who was painting in her little corner, raised her head at her brother's words, and an amused smile was on her face. She didn't need him to say a name to know who he was talking about. Indeed, she noticed Nathaniel sudden interest on Achilles the moment he arrived in the Seelie Court –it was easy to spot on, for each time the bard was in the room, Nathaniel seemed to forget about his sisters, which annoyed her a lot.

The girl suddenly lost interest in her painting, and was way more interesting by her brother childishbehaviour right now. Nathaniel burried his face into the pillow in front of him and scream a little, probably out of frustration, while Malachai simply raised an eyebrow to that. The eldest Blackwater said nothing, simply shaking his head and sighing, before going back to the examination of his map. If the little mermaid noticed the sudden interest Nathaniel had about Achilles, Malachai, as for him, was still clueless about it.

“Xanthe is leaving? Where is he going?” Malachai finally asked, a bit distracting.

“He is not talking about him.” Calypso answered with amusement, which made the eldest frowned.

“I'm talking about Achilles!”

“Who?”

“The bard, pay attention at dinner, Kai!”

“Wait, you're in love with the bard?”

“I am! And he is not just a bard, he is so much more than that!”

Calypso couldn't help but laugh a little while leaving her little corner to come sit next to Nathaniel, who was still laying in the couch, his head under the pillow. The man raised to let his sister sit, before putting his head on her lap, surprising her a little. He whined and she pet his hair with amusement. He could be a real baby when he wanted. Malachai lost interest in his map, now, his entire attention was on his siblings. He was serious, as always, and the little princess had to admit that his seriousness was spoiling all the fun she was having. Her smile disappeared, and she tapped the siren's shoulder so he sat correctly.

“Don't be silly, Nate, you can't possibly be in love with him. You know him only for three days.” Malachai said gravely. Nathaniel stayed silent to that. He wanted to say that it wasn't true, that he knew Achilles for centuries now, he just kept it a secret and Achilles just did not remember him, yet. But he couldn't admit that, not know.

“You don't know anything about love, Mal.”

“That's quite hurtful.” Malachai sighed, and Nathaniel and Calypso could see that he indeed was a bit hurt by those words, and they felt bad about it.

“He is not wrong, though, did you ever fall in love?”

“My love life is none of your business.” Malachai said, a bit unease by the question.

“But our love lives are yours?”

“I'm your big brother, I have to make sure you're making the good decision, and apparently none of you can do that when it comes to love.”

“Now, that's hurtful.” Nathaniel pouted, and Calypso giggled, while Malachai rolled his eyes and sighed to his siblings' behaviour.

“Love works in a mysterious way.” Calypso said before Malachai had time to reply.

To his sister's words, Malachai suddenly looked away, unable to keep eye contact with her. The image of Yasmeen came in his mind, he was now tense, and he tried his best to not show the change in his demeanor to his siblings. Calypso was right, he knew it, love works in mysterious way, sometimes you fell in love with people who you technically shouldn't, for your social status were different, and never your father would approve of it... To that thought, Malachai closed his eyes and sighed a little, which puzzled his siblings. Calypso noticed the difference in Malachai's attitude, he seemed lost in his thought, and a bit... sad? She was ready to ask questions when Nathaniel abruptly took her hand, making her jump a little.

“Cally! You understand me, right?” Nathaniel gasped, making the mermaid frowned. “After all, you fell in love with Aeron after what? A day?”

“That's not true!” She defended herself, quite offended by the accusation. She set herself free from her brother's grip, making him pout a little.

“You both are way too romantic.”

“And you aren't enough. You should try, sometimes, it won't kill you, I promise.” Nathaniel joked, making Malachai rolled his eyes. “But seriously now, I don't want him to leave! He has to stay, please, help me make him stay!”

“If he has to leave, then so be it, you have to deal with it and focus on something else.”

“I don't want to! I want him here, with me! I am in love, Mal!”

“No you're not.”

“Stop dictating my feelings! I know them better than you do, they are mine.”

Malachai said nothing to that, he simply signed and rubbed his eyes. Now, his siblings were frustrating him, which wasn't the first time. He knew whatever he said, his siblings won't listen to him, they were too caught up into their fantasy world. When it came to love, Calypso and Nathaniel were way too naive, and not careful enough. After all, one was married to her kidnapper and from what he noticed she still had feeling for Aeron, while the other had his heart set on Xanthe, who was also the enemy, although now it seemed that Nathaniel changed his mind and was focus on someone else. In any case, they were too reckless with their heart. This is maybe all right for common people, but not for royalty. This was one of the rare time Malachai felt a bit jealous of normal people, they have the luxury to love who they wanted, something he unfortunately did not have...

“I don't like that.”

“You don't like a lot of things.” Calypso laughed

“I don't trust him.”

“Ten minutes ago, you didn't even know who Achilles was!”

“Precisely.” To that, Nathaniel sighed and put his head back on Calypso's lap. “Anyway, this isn't home, Nathaniel, we can't give order here.”

“Calypso!” Nathaniel almost screamed with joy while turning his face to look at his sister, and that made the girl jumped a little. “You can give order! This is your kingdom too, well, sort of. You can ask for him to stay, can't you?”

“I... I suppose I can, yes.”

“Calypso, no, this isn't your place.”

“Please, do it for me. For your big brother who is always there to protect you. Please, please, please!” The little mermaid looked at Malachai who shook his head to show his disapproval of this idea.

“I do like his songs very much, I'd like for him to teach them to me...”

“Calypso, don't encourage him.”

“And I know he does magic, maybe I can convince princess Lyra to ask him too. He won't be able to say no to two princesses.”

“Thank you!” Nathaniel said with joy before hugging his sister, making her laugh a little. “Let's ask him now!”

“Whatever I say, you'll always do the opposite, won't you?”

“That's how little siblings works, Mal. You should know that by now.”

Malachai sighed louder, showing how annoyed with them, he was, which only made his siblings laughed. Calypso stood up and kissed his cheek, while Nathaniel tapped his shoulder in a brotherly way. Without saying anything more, the two of them left the room in order to find Achilles, letting Malachai alone, with his irritation and his thoughts.