#give zeus that vibe

[not-for-granted]

Zeus Actor (for PJO).

Since they’ve announced a “Percy Jackson & the Olympians” series to be released on Disney+, I’ve been pretty quiet, trying to keep my opinions to myself in spite of all the controversy and strong opinions surrounding it.  I’ll just say, without too much vitriol or bitterness, that I think the whole thing is a misstep and it should’ve been animated, it should’ve been animated, it should have been animated. I think about what could have been with a PJO series done in a similar style to “Avatar: The Last Airbender” and it could’ve been so great. 

That being said, it’s happening, might as well get used to it, and hope for the best for all the actors involved. And since the passing of Lance Reddick, who was a terrific actor, I’ve been thinking about who could take on the role of Zeus. That’s not accurate, I’ve been thinking about who could play Zeus since before the casting was announced.  Now I can read the writing on the wall as good as anyone else, and I know that they’ll probably recast with another black actor with a gorgeous voice and majestic presence, sure... Dennis Haysbert and Peter Mensah both come to mind, I wouldn’t hate either. 

However, my original choice for Zeus has always been Dean Jagger since “Warrior” dropped. He’s not been in a lot of other stuff though, he’s best known for a short appearance in “Game of Thrones” as treacherous Northern heavy ‘Smalljon Umber’, but in “Warrior” he is given a lot more to work with as a jingoistic Irish legbreaker in terms of muscles to flex and, well, acting muscles to flex. Between his imposing build, a jawline that could cut glass, and his ability to make even the most reprehensible character remotely sympathetic and authoritative, I’m sure he’d do really well.

Then though, I got to thinking about a bigger name who might be interesting and something unique came to mind. Before watching “Cabinet of Curiosities”, I didn’t think he had the mature, patrician... ugh, fine, ‘daddy’ energies to sufficiently embody Zeus but now?  I think Ben Barnes could crush it. 

I mean this in all seriousness, aside from residual fanboy-isms and overhype, and in fact I think his past as a go-to heartthrob (not that far in the past, fair enough) is perfect for Zeus. Let’s be real, Zeus is a bit of a (complete) bastard, manipulative and demanding and hypocritical, abusive and narcissistic to the extreme and he only manages to look reasonable / sympathetic due to being the best of a series of bad options for ‘Ruler of the Cosmos’. Casting someone who is bringing some goodwill from past works, young and old fans from prior fandoms, will go a long way to ah ‘put him in Leather Pants’, so to speak. Let there be some conflict with how they feel about Zeus, and charisma to contrast with everything we all know about Zeus too.  Fresh off of “The Punisher” playing a sociopathic ex-Marine, and “Shadow and Bone” playing a seductive but power-mad shadow-bendy type of megalomaniac, Ben Barnes would be splendid in a ‘recast’ Zeus. Since all the Olympians are shapeshifters anyway, they could end up casting new/multiple actors for each of the Olympians. I mean to say they could even go the route of “Joan of Arcadia” and have them have multiple ‘guises’ that they adopt for each of their children, each of their ‘audience’, depending on the vibe they want to set. Yes, Aphrodite makes it particularly famous, but all of them have their way of shifting to appeal to who views them (and that’s not even getting into the Roman aspect nonsense!). 

So yes, Ben Barnes as my pick for who they could utilize as an aspect of Zeus going forward in the PJO series, and that could further influence who they cast for Thalia (not going to even dream of casting Jason). I hope these reasons and helpful pictures explain why.  If anyone is interested in some of my other casting ideas (Thalia, Hera, Aphrodite, etc.) and the explanations behind them, do let me know, maybe I’ll drop another post. 

[yeagerbitchh]

my favorite thing ever when I start liking a new piece of media is thinking about who would the godly parents of the characters be

[tujhse-raabta]

"zoobi doobi zoobi doobi pam paara zoobi doobi param pa ~

zoobi doobi zoobi doobi naache kyu paagal stupid mann"

and

"jaise filmo mei hota hai, ho raha hai hubahu" THIS IS SO APOLLO HIMBO CODED IM GONNA SCREAM DUNNO WHY BUT APOLLO GIVES RANCHO VIBES (WHEN AROUND PIA)

LIKE YES THAT BITCH ABSOLUTELY SEES RHEA IN FUCKING NEWS ADVERTISEMENTS AND WEATHER FORECASTS

(poseidon as Virus? absolutely, fuck yes)

[keepmovinjunior]

one thing i get soft about is imagining meg having a loving ol idiot lug of a father in law in zeus. she’s had such a hard life let her have a dumb dad at last

[genericpuff]

One of the benefits of being forced to use my iPad - I can draw outside during lightning storms >:3

[black-star-kunzite]

Finished watching the Blood of Zeus and the second season was so much more interesting and enjoyable than the first bc it has Hades as a total wife guy who’s like really put off but his mother in law/sister? idk how that fuckass family works

I love Persephone and Hades wife guy and best woman ever relationships they’re so swag

(Im just so glad they didn’t make Hades synonymous with like Satan or abusive or just flat out sexually harass his wife)

[3416]

Steph’s not pregnant she is just standing a bit awkwardly and doesn’t have a completely flat stomach in one picture, and you’re right there’s plenty of pictures of her drinking recently so just unfortunate and people have no tact

that's what i thought, lol. i mean i know people saw the vid of aryne and more wags drinking and the fact that she wasn't with them but lots of ppl weren't there... and in that pic you're talking about, she's holding a cocktail emporium bag.... and she runs a cocktail business (i joked KEEP an eye out for mocktails on there if she ever is in the future)... and idk. they'll announce it if and when it's ever actually a thing and they want to.... i assume most ppl are just be hype at the concept of a baby mitch tbh😭

[byfulcrums]

I mean this completely seriously….Artemis in Hades is someone I can see being scolded by her stepmother for challenging her and then crying about at her daddy’s lap (which happened. It happened into the Iliad. Ever since I’ve read that it’s hard to see Artemis as the unstoppable girlboss some people see her sometimes, and not in the bad way just a different way).

Artemis in Hades is basically an awkward (and spoiled, bc c'mon. Zeus spoiled her a lot during her youth don't lie to yourself) teenage girl who has no idea how to socialize during family dinners and I love that

Apollo gives me the vibes of that one gay flamboyant cousin that's the center of attention at every family gathering. (Artemis secretly thanks him for getting the attention off herself so she can sneak out)

[inc0rrectmyths]

For research purposes:

[recreationalfanfics]

Okay, tell me what you think of this:

Record of Ragnarok but one of the human Champions is Rook Hunt from Twisted Wonderland.

[mcl-mia]

a retainer’s duty (but just a sneaky little peak)

//you asked for it. i’m doing this trailer style so this is just an excerpt, but here’s a sneak peak for my zeusro fic  👀

A retainer's duty cannot be taken lightly. It cannot end, even when your life's on the line. Your life is that of your liege's. You are completely disposable and replaceable by the nobility above you. Do not overstep your boundaries. 

Know your place. 

Do not become friends. 

Do not fall in love.

All of these things are impossible to do all at once, which was something Hiro had repeated in his own thoughts many times throughout his life. The latter half of the list of the "rules" his father laid out for him have since become null. If anything, love is the most important part of his relationship with his liege. 

Love: because it's hard to not to fall in love with the biggest idiot on the planet.

☆☆☆

Nine years together since birth, and so many things are the same.

It was a grand party that was to be held to commemorate the young lord’s ninth birthday. 

This never came as a surprise to the Tachibana family, as they always participated in the events that the Brundle family had hosted in the past. Hiro, despite being so young, has already heard so much about his family’s ties to Zeus’. So much that he is actually starting to get annoyed by all of the lectures his father gives him during their training sessions.

“Hiro, our family is very important to the Brundle family. We exist to protect them with our bodies, our minds, and our souls.” The lessons from Hiro’s father always start the same. “You and your sister are the next generation of the Tachibana name. Do you remember what it means to be a retainer, my son?”

“It means that we are the shields of the royal family. Our duties never end, even when our lives are on the line…”

“Yes, my boy. And what else?”

“It… means we can’t get close to our lieges. If we are too attached, our thoughts will be bad…”

“Exactly. Do you remember your job today, as every year?”

“Yes, papa. My job is to stay by the young lord’s side all night, and get help if he is attacked, or if he is being stolen away.”

“Yes, my son. Now, go get ready with your sister. The party will begin soon.”

“Yes, papa… but, can I ask you something, papa?”

“Yes?”

“Why can’t I be friends with Zeus and his protector at the same time? I don’t think that Lord Brundle minds... “ 

Hiro’s father knelt down to meet Hiro’s eye level, and placed a large hand on Hiro’s head. “Hiro, you know the answer to that already. You just told me, did you not?”

“Yes, but…”

“But?” His father’s voice lowered an octave. Hiro’s head tilted down in shame for asking. 

“Nevermind, papa. I’m going now.” Hiro gave a small excusatory bow, much like the ones he always saw the servants do in the estate. Closing the door behind him, Hiro left the room to head to the head maid’s room, where his sister, Kureha, was already getting ready.

Not long after Hiro had left the room, Zeus’ own father entered with a small grin on his face. 

“Come now, don’t you think you’re being a little hard on the boy?” Zeus’ father leaned against the door frame, also slightly amused at how Hiro had not taken notice of his eavesdropping.

“You know I cannot be soft on him, my liege. I cannot let him repeat my mistakes.” Hiro’s father glanced downward at his liege’s legs, one of them made of metal and wood. 

“You know that wasn’t your fault.” Zeus’ father adjusted his stance and shifted his weight off of his prosthetic to approach the other man, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Hiro’s father put his hand on his liege’s and let out a deep sigh. 

“I only want him to be careful.”

----

Hiro ran all the way to the head maid’s room, and was completely out of breath by the time he reached it.

“You’re late, Hiro!” Kureha immediately hit him on the head for his tardiness. 

“OW! Blame papa for it, not me!!” 

“Shut it. Late is late. Go tell Miss Olivia that you’re here so she can grab your clothes already!”

All Hiro could do was walk away and stick his tongue out at Kureha, who threateningly grabbed her shoe and prepared to throw it at the young boy. Hiro immediately ran into the head maid’s actual room, only to find that Zeus is still being waited on by the seamstresses on the final adjustments to his coat. 

“Hiro!!” Zeus swiftly shooed away the young maid tending to the hem on the sleeve of his coat and ran up to Hiro, giving him a massive hug. Hiro hugged back. 

“It’s about time you showed up! Do you know how BORED I was without you?!”

“‘Prolly a lot.” Hiro grinned as Zeus pulled away, but Zeus still held on to Hiro’s shoulders.

“Oh, Hiro! There you are!” Olivia snapped up from behind a small, messy work desk, where she did a lot of her embroidery. “Come now, dear, let’s get you all dressed up. Our guests will be arriving any moment now!”

“Yes, Miss Olivia…” Hiro reluctantly removed Zeus’ hands from him. “I’ll see you at the party!”, Hiro whispered to the other boy.

“Yes! Until then!” Zeus waved as Hiro was dragged away to be fitted for his own coat.

----

The party itself was dizzying for such a young boy. Zeus, being the star of the party, was constantly at the center of attention. Family friends, relatives Zeus barely remembers, even strange people who clearly only want to be on Lord Brundle’s good side. Thankfully, nobody outright suspicious-looking has entered the ballroom, as Hiro thought to himself. Despite being so young, Hiro has already been in training to be a full-fledged retainer since he could walk, so it is already very easy for him to spot shifty people in the shadows. 

Hiro was never fond of most people, so he was always close to the young lord, hardly ever speaking to the nobles, unless he was addressed directly… Which wasn't often. Not that Hiro minded, of course. He could always tell which nobles are the “good” ones, and which are the ones that just act good. 

As the night kept dragging on, the golden chandeliers and dark marble floors in the ballroom started to lose their magic for the young boys. The Brundle family always uses magic to change the looks in their ballroom for every large event to suit their aesthetics. Once it was time for dinner to be served, the wizards and Lord Brundle himself adorned the ballroom with many tables. The tables were decorated with long, dark blue tablecloths with horizontal gold stripes around the circumference. In the center of all of them were large glass centerpieces, which looked like two vases stacked on eachother. In the bottom section was a magical candle that burned a blue flame, and on top was a beautiful bouquet of blue anemones, small white lilies, ferns, and gold pearl strands cascading down the sides. At the table for the Brundle and Tachibana families, similar centerpieces adorned the long table, but only had a single tier, and had a long candle sticking out of the top. 

Zeus, of course, was at the center of the table. Hiro always sat next to him, regardless of the function. Zeus’ family lined up on the side next to him, and the Tachibana family sprinkled themselves in between to sit next to their lieges. All for protection’s sake, obviously. 

While everyone else was being served “adult food” (as Zeus and Hiro called it), the two boys had their own dinners that were specially made. As the boys talked between themselves, giggling here and there about the ridiculousness of this whole thing, but never quite loud enough for others to hear, Zeus’ father chuckled to himself while Hiro’s father started to stare daggers at his son’s behavior. Hiro felt a chill in his spine and froze, with Zeus picking up what was happening only a few seconds later. Zeus looked at his own father, who gave him a thumbs up. As people were beginning to finish their meals, Zeus’s father stood and tapped his wine glass with a spoon to garner attention.

“Everyone! Everyone, may I have your attention please?” The crowd of people turns towards the table in the center, staring at Lord Brundle with curiosity. “Thank you, thank you all.” He gives a small bow to the room.

“Tonight is a grand night for our firstborn son, Zeus, and I sincerely thank everyone for being able to celebrate this joyous day in our family.” The ballroom roared with applause, some feeling their egos heightened for being thanked for their presence, while others clapped out of politeness. “Yes, yes. While today is all about our son, Zeus wants us to take a moment and appreciate those who have protected us, and the ones who made this day possible.” Lord Brundle motions to Hiro’s father, and holds his hand out for him to grab and stand up as well, winking at Zeus as he does it. Lord Brundle has done this before, and Zeus knows this to be a distraction. Zeus grabs Hiro’s hand. 

“Let’s get outta here for a bit.” While Hiro’s father was distracted, Zeus and Hiro got out of their chairs and started making their way past everyone. They did, however, stop at Zeus’ mother to let her know that they were “running to the bathroom”, to which she nodded. “Don’t be too long, dear. Don’t forget that we still have the dances coming up!” she grinned. The two boys nodded and grinned back before running off, out of sight from the rest of the guests.

“Everyone, please give a round of huzzahs for the Tachibana family!” was the last thing the two boys heard as they scampered out of the ballroom and out into the rest of the Brundle’s mansion.

----

The two boys eventually found themselves in the western garden, with the gentle moonlight and the soft glow of the magical lanterns illuminating every step they took. 

The western garden is the most classic of the three that surround the Brundle estate, with it being paved with cobblestone and lined with rose hedges that delicately border every pathway. There are a few stone gazebos, benches, outdoor clocks, and fountains that, despite their age, still look brand new. Zeus and Hiro eventually came to one of the gazebos in the center of the garden, giggling the whole way there as they escaped. They considered it their “secret spot”.

“I can’t believe your dad just DID that!!”

“Eh, he does it all the time. He likes you, so he covers for us. Your dad is too mean!”

“Tell me about it. At least you don’t have to live with him.”

“Oh, man, you’re right. Haha!”

The two boys laughed again, their hands still clasped together from running away. Zeus takes a big, long breath, relieved to be away from the party, even though he enjoys the attention.

“You know, it’s nice to get away from those stuck-ups. These parties can be so boooooring!”

“Boooooooring!!”, Hiro echoed.

“At least I have you with me. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you!”

“You'd prolly die of boredom.” 

“I’d prolly die of boredom, yeah.”

This gazebo was a special one, because it wasn’t made entirely of stone. The ceiling was made with a hole that had a thick sheet of glass in place of more stone, which made it perfect for stargazing. The ceiling was also painted with the constellations that make up the Queensblade’s night sky, and gold detailing throughout the rest of the pillars and handrails that connected the top to the bottom.

The two boys stared up through the glass, admiring the clear night sky that always seemed to welcome them. If they turned their heads just right, they could see the full moon shining above them. 

“Hey, do you want to know something that my mom taught me?”

"Uh, okay…?"

"Look at those stars over there. Do you see those shapes?"

"I know what const-ull-ay-shuns are, dummy."

"Y-yeah, but my mom told me about these special ones. Look at those ones!" Hiro pointed to two constellations that were side by side. "Do you see the ones that look like a tail and a triangle?"

"Yeeeeaaaah? And?"

"Well, my mom told me that the tail is called Scorpius, and the triangle is Capricornus."

"So what? They're just stars."

"Well, you were born under Scorpius, and I was born under Capricornus. So, even if we're apart, we'll always be near each other in the stars..." Hiro looked away and blushed, a little embarrassed at what he had just said. Zeus looked at the painting above, and his eyes widened in realization. He turned to Hiro with a look of childlike wonder and happiness.

"So… Does that mean we'll always be together?"

Hiro peeked back over to Zeus and nodded.

"That… is so cool!!!" Zeus leapt up from his stone seat with an unparalleled excitement in his eyes. "If we're always going to be together, then I'll never get sad, because you make me happy!" The boy had the biggest smile on his face, and it was clear that he took those words to heart. Hiro's face got even more red at the embarrassment he had just now realized he subjected himself to, but he smiled back at Zeus nonetheless. 

"Yeah… You… make me happy too! So, we won't ever be sad!" 

The two boys giggled again at their vow. This was their happiness that they had discovered. Not one that was planned out by their parents, not one that was faked by strangers, and definitely not one that was forced by everyone else around them. This was natural.

After a short minute, Zeus looked around and noticed one of the clocks in the garden, and realized something very important.

"AAAHH!!"

"AUGH! Jeez, what is it?!" Hiro had an almost scolding tone for Zeus, who startled him with his sudden outburst.

"The dances!! We need to go back, now!"

"Oh no! You're right, let's go!" Hiro darted from his seat as well, grabbing the other boy's hand and sprinted through the garden. 

Hiro was a little faster than Zeus, so he couldn't go as fast as he wanted, but the two managed to slip back into the party without anyone else noticing that they were gone.

[cocrante]

Sorry if my idea is unwanted, but for the pjo au, wouldnt it be hilarious if Alhaitham was child of big 3? He would absolutely hate it, always being dragged into prophecies and adventures.

I also thought of him as a son of the big 3 and it made me laugh a lot imagining Al Haitham just wanting to chill out under the shade of a tree and read but suddenly a prophecy comes that says "You are the main character, be strong and go save the world, oh brave!"

[twnxfiresigns]

"you're a warrior, meant to lead the rest." zeus told a younger athena, firm large hands pressing down on her shoulder. his eyes bore into hers with the intensity of a thunderstorm. she supposed this is fatherly love, prideful and expecting and cold. it was intended to feel grounding, but she only felt suffocated. "don't disappoint me." and athena doesn't. she planned and fought and won. she became olympus' shining star, smart, resourceful aegis-bearer, respected by all, adored by none. favorites don't disappoint, so she went on with her duties and ignored the dread that pooled in her gut whenever father checked in, the loneliness when she caught her siblings together, and the voice that begged for change. - "you're a warrior, meant to lead the rest." an older athena tells odysseus, hands on his shoulder, gaze intense and unrelenting. she wonders how much she resembles her father, and wonders why she doesn't find any joy in the thought. "don't disappoint me." odysseus, silver-tongued and cunning odysseus, king of ithaca and weaver of lies, heads her command and runs and leads. favorites don't disappoint, so let's wait and see. she ignores the small voice begging for change in the back of her mind again. (sorry this is both choppy and run-on at the same time, but i want to...parallel)

something something athena in warrior of the mind telling odysseus “i see you changing form how i’ve designed you”. something something athena who was quite literally born a warrior of the mind, shaped by her mother and born out of zeus’ head. something something zeus in god games seeing his daughter changing from how she was designed

[cosmicourple]

cursed manwhore! A.U called ‘whoreman’.

the whole thing is basically just that instead of Odysseus offering his body / seducing others so that he can get home, Ody’ is just an absolute freak by nature who tries to fucks whoever he wants, just bc he can. (don’t worry, him n Penelope had an agreement ‘bout it :33) also because unfortunately, he is way too ‘appreciative’ to anyone who he deems ‘attractive’.

Eury’ and the Crew know this all to well n are constantly trying to drive away any potential victims of their captain’s said Freakyness, bc those thighs on him are a death sentence, everything is a death sentence srsly run 4 ur lives this man is danger to everyone’s stamina.

Events play out literally exactly the same as canon but now w/ slutty Odysseus exuding horny energy like he’s Primordial! Eros in disguise.

hfhggggg Odysseus’s blinding enthusiasm on getting down dirty is so powerful that even Poseidon n Zeus, two of the most *cough* ‘active’ Gods r just like “wow—“ upon seeing Ody’, still fully clothed, yet somehow giving off some of the strongest ‘fuck me’ vibes known to everyone, doing the Babygirl pose with absolutely NO SHAME & NO HESITATION AS HE LOOKS THEM IN THE EYES LIKE “you down to fuck gorgeous? 😏😏😏”

idk why I thought this 😭

Edit: shout out to @lunaria1 4 the suggestion that Whore! Ody’ sings Britney Spears so while the story still has all the canon songs, there’s now also a bunch of lyric parody vers of Britney Spears songs ]:)))

[14dayswithyou]

This has been in my mind for some time, we have a lot of au’s of Ren/Rendacted but have we had a au for a Hades and Persephone.

Ren/Rendacted (Hades)

Ángel (Persephone)

Leon? Since he’s protective of us so much so you stated in a post where he may be a platonic yandere, I may be incorrect Or Violet because of her love for plants (Demeter)

Teo…we know why (Zeus)

Thoughts?

✦゜ANSWERED: You ate this up!! As a PJO babey and creator of like... 2952 Greek mythos-inspired OCs, this is right up my alley lmao

Ren: Hades, Ares, a lil bit of Eris because of her jealousy Moth: HESTIA!!!!!!! Violet: Athena... But also Cassandra >:3 Elanor: Demeter <3 They give overprotective Mom vibes lmao Conan: Hephaestus but also Orpheus hehe Jae: Poseidon!! Leon: Achilles and Icarus :) Teo: Dionysus, Apollo, and Eros Olivia: Hera. Also Hermes and Hypnos (both for spoiler reasons) Kiara: Artemis!!!

[vagabond-umlaut]

hey, where is the pomegranate tree?

unstoppable force, aka kore, aka gojo, meets immovable object, aka hades, aka you— nothing can ever go wrong from this collision, trust me— n-o-t-h-i-n-g.

▸ gojo satoru x fem!reader; hades and persephone retelling [with a twist ;))]; 1.2k wc; stubbornly persuasive gojo; the reader is js so tired and annoyed [and tired]; enemies to lovers vibes[??]; talks of marriage and children; gojo thinks you are a fool, he is the real clown here

▸ pls don't glare at me if there is more than one inaccuracy here, haha. anyways, the header is from pinterest, the divider is by @benkeibear and the characters used ain't mine. pls don't plagiarize, translate or repost this. enjoy reading! ❤️

▸ update: this fic is now part of a series!!! wreaths of asphodel 😊😊

"you shall spend the rest of your days in tears."

you're foolish; woefully so, gojo thinks, carefully observing you from his place on the chaise lounge, smiling while you continue seething, "and there will be no one who can save you. neither a hero nor a god. neither demeter nor zeus. no. one."

"but why do you think i will need saving, my rose?" the endearment rolls off his tongue like honey, the taste sweetening at the way your pretty lips dip into a deeper frown, "you're not a monster, are you?"

"no!" the defensive reply comes in less than a beat. though the words following it sound a tad less bold; it seems as if you're trying to make yourself believe and not scare him.

"i'm someone far fiercer— hades. the goddess of the dead. the queen of the underworld— and the cause for your misery should you choose to vex me any further."

"aw, no," gojo cries, decidedly making a show by slapping a hand over his eyes and faking a sniffle, "why must the only woman i want as my wife see me as an annoyance?"

then lets his hand drop down to the cushion, willing his eyes to well over with pitiful moisture. "as the god of life, i've only ever given and given– be it grains or fruits or vegetables or flowers– without asking anything in return— yet the first and only time i ask..."

he doesn't bother finishing his sentence, choosing to sob to add to the tragic atmosphere— though that doesn't mean he doesn't note the war of emotions on your face:

pity, confusion, anger, again confusion— you're so easy to read, to steer. very foolish, really.

"you'll not like living here," you eventually break the silence hanging within the room. your voice is much softer now; the god wonders if you sing. if you do, the muses will certainly be put to shame... "your days will be spent in utter boredom and gloom and tears–"

"– and no one can come to my aid then: yes, thank you," he interrupts you, more than a little tired, "you've driven the points too well into my head– so much so that i'm surprised there isn't a gaping hole in there, oozing blood and my brains. but why must you think i'll need rescue, huh??"

if a smidge of force escapes into his words, gojo decides not to pay it any mind— though only until he notices the small flinch you give– his insides twist and torment, quite inexplicably, thereafter.

"okay, look," he says, getting up from his slouch to move near you, but stops on catching the warning glint in your eyes.

"first of all, i'm not some damsel in distress being whisked away in a chariot here– i came here by own volition. and i'm offering my mind, body, heart, soul– the special package that i am, in fewer words– to you, by my own volition. why shall i want anyone to rescue me then?"

"besides," he proceeds to add, allowing an easy smirk to form on his face, "you're just the cute little goddess of the dead– not at all scary like your brother used to be; though i guess you try to imitate him in your glares, don't you? sukuna was quite notori—"

"don't you dare utter my brother's name, foul olympian," a quiet growl slashes gojo's comment, sending it plummetting to the ground— and making him understand why you, the inconspicuous, sheltered sister of the vicious former holder of the name 'hades', was given the crown, in the aftermath of your brother's banishment– instead of the several more well-known candidates...

"i apologise," gojo offers in the very next instant, making it as genuine as he can, "i never meant to upset or offend you. i'm sorry if i did."

you just stare at him for a beat, gojo watches, before your shoulders lift then fall in a sigh. the fire burning in your aura abates by a pinch.

sighing once more, you finally break your silence, "It's okay, and um– suppose i too should apologise. you might be an olympian but you're not as foul as them, no. please forgive me for calling you so."

"no problem, my rose," the god is quick to accept your words with a wave of his hand and a beam, further widening when he notices the sliver of smile on your countenance, "but does this mean i appeal to your tastes? i mean, you called me 'not as foul as them', didn't you?? did you just accept my hand in marriage, then???"

"no, i didn't..." your subtle smile disappears swifter than it appeared. a half of gojo's floral crown, quite inexplicably, wilts on the table before. he watches your eyes fall to it, then snap up to meet his.

"do you love me?"

not yet, but he thinks he can. you might be an idiot but you certainly aren't an unlovable idiot— and one voice in his mind murmurs, those precious, innocent looks of yours aren't even the main reasons why...

the god shoots back a languid smile. "if you want to see me in love with you, so be it."

"that's neither 'yes' nor 'no'," you point out, frowning, before vaulting your second query of the evening, "if we get married, do you want to have children?"

it won't be very unfavourable, if you both do... with the vivid colour of your eyes, or the adorable shape of your nose, or the radiance of your skin, or the— "if you want, i shall be happy to assist," he ekes out with a meaningful wink, albeit he doubts how much of it reaches you.

you're very foolish, after all... and no– it's not because of the awkward way he says it– no! not in the slightest! he wasn't fumbling at all!

you wrap the shawl tighter around your shoulders but don't move any further away, gojo notes. the same way he does the slight tint in your cheeks when you roll your eyes with a scoff.

"you're unbelievable, kore. truly, terribly unbelievable." you press the pads of your thumbs over your forehead before releasing it, gaze an unprecedented mark of sharp when it settles on his face.

"is there nothing you want from our union, eh? i refuse to believe you wish to marry me without any demands, as if on a mere whim– but if it is so, i ought to warn you, kore: my answer is and will always be one firm 'no'."

your words mustn't ignite this odd restlessness in him. they certainly mustn't— still, gojo finds his chest tight and the air heavy as he grins back and says, "i only want to be your husband, your majesty... but if that is too much for you right now–"

the stretch on his lips simmers down to something smaller. yet truer.

"i want you to call me by my name. my real name. can you do that, my rose?"

you don't say anything in response for a long while. so long, in fact, it makes the god wonder if you are ever going to reply to his request.

perhaps not, he thinks quite a bit down-spirited when you suddenly turn on your heel and with a swish of your long shawl, stride out the rooms– o-oh.

you stop just as abruptly at the threshold. a complicated grin shining on your face as you twist to look at him over your shoulder then say:

"good night, gojo satoru. pray the ghosts prowling these halls don't eat you up ere dawn."

you're gone not even few feet away from the door, before gojo falls face-first into the bed, the entire room suddenly erupting into thousands of roses in all colors ever seen. [lolol, he is such a loser for you! xD]

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