#oprheus

[hycinthrt]

and continuing the hadestown mexican au here is the one and only ✨boy✨ orpheus

in this au the flower is not a carnation its a dahlia

just a boy and his bajo quinto against the world

[illithiddreams]

SCREAMS

[aphroditelovesu]

Yandere Greek Heroes - Profile

‘‘You are the cause of all this destruction, honey. Watch and smile.‘‘ - Greek Heroes.

❝⚡️— lady l: yes, I know, it took me a long time to do this and I sincerely apologize. I started doing this a while ago but I always had to take breaks on account of other matters and this yandere profile was forgotten. I hope you forgive me! I made the main Greek heroes and some extras, but not all of them are here because it would be too big. I will do the female part and, if anyone wants, I can do part two of the male Greek heroes with other characters. Good reading and sorry for any mistakes!!

❝tw: yandere themes in general, dub-con, possessive and obsessive behavior, manipulations, mentions of mental breakdown. If you feel uncomfortable with any of these themes, I recommend not reading.

❝⚡️word count: +2,5k

OBSESSIVE

Hercules, popularly known by his roman name but his greek name is Heracles and in some versions Alcides, is a bastard son of the god Zeus and the mortal Alcmene. He is best known for having completed the Twelve Labors.

"Me and you, my love, let's just hold each other today. No going out."

Hercules is an obsessive and possessive bastard, he is very paranoid and jealous. You are not allowed to leave his side.

You can say anything about Hercules, as long as it doesn't involve you. Beat him, call him names, curse him, but never, under any circumstances, drag your name into the fray.

There's nothing he wouldn't put up with for you. This man would do anything for his darling, he is not afraid or hesitant to kill, torture, disembowel anyone who gets in his way. On your way.

He became paranoid after killing his entire family in an act of insanity, so he's terrified of accidentally ending up killing you. If he thought about hurting you, Hercules would back away. Just the thought of you dying drives him crazy.

He's overprotective too, not letting you go out without him and when you do he scans every passer-by thoroughly, just to make sure they don't hurt you. You can never be too cautious.

Hercules is a suffocating and obsessive yandere, he will never be far from you. The demigod will always be watching you like a shadow.

There's no way you can run away from it. Just allow yourself to be loved obsessively by Hercules.

"I... I just love you so much, Y/N. I love you in ways you cannot imagine."

Kinks: breeding kink, dom.

Nicknames: my love, my Queen/King.

POSSESSIVE

Achilles is the son of the nereid Thetis and King Peleus. He is considered one of the greatest warriors of Ancient Greece and is known to have participated in the Trojan War.

"...why are you fighting with me, baby? That bastard deserved to be spanked! He dared to flirt with you and I'm the only one allowed to do that."

Achilles is one of the most possessive greek heroes of all. His jealousy, however, is often out of control and he almost ends up beating people he considers a threat to your love to death.

To say that Achilles is possessive is a huge understatement, because he is so much more than that. He cries out for your attention 24 hours a day, every day of the year. For this hero, having your attention and devotion directed only to him never hurts. He is revered by all as one of the greatest warriors of all time, he is used to attention and expects nothing less from you.

Achilles is a warrior, body and soul, so there isn't much kindness in him, but the hero goes out of his way to be good to you. He tries hard not to hurt or scare you, his big, callused hands will be nothing more than feathery, touching you gently as if he's too scared of losing you and hurting you.

He is known to be vindictive and that is true, Achilles will take revenge on anyone and anything if anything happened to you, what he did to Hector is nowhere near what he will do to anyone who dares to lift a finger at you.

Achilles however does have some qualities and one of them is his devotion towards you, he is completely loyal to you and only you, he will follow you wherever you go. He wants to take care of you and he will. This man will do anything for you, just ask.

''It's so sweet that you think you can run away from me, my princess/prince. I think that's adorable, you know? That hope you carry, but don't worry, I don't mean to ruin it. Not yet, at least.''

Kinks: dom, rough sex and role play (don't ask me why)

Nicknames: sweetie, Princess/Prince.

DELIRIOUS

Theseus was a great Athenian hero, best known for defeating the Minotaur. He was the son of Aegeus, king of Athens and Aethra.

"I love you so much, my love, and I can't wait for the day when I can hold you in my arms every day. You can't wait either, can you? But I promise the wait will be worth it."

Theseus is one of the greatest greek heroes of all time, his strength and history are well known. He is a delusional yandere, daydreaming about his darling every minute of his day.

You are on the hero's mind day and night, all the time, he couldn't stop thinking about you. He just wasn't able to do it, so he didn't try to fight it, but chose to feed his own obsession.

Theseus met you after it was he who saved you from being sacrificed to the Minotaur and from that day forward he found himself thinking of you constantly. Many times these thoughts wandered, questioning whether you were fine, even how it would be if you and he had children. All thoughts were focused on him and you, the two of you together like a true couple.

Theseus would spoil and love you, like you should be loved and spoiled, like the fucking goddess/god he's sure you are.

Theseus isn't usually very possessive, he knows how perfect he is, he's full of himself and he laughs at the thought of you flirting with another man or woman. He was enough for you and you for him, there's no way you can think of another man with him by your side. But that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous, because he does, but not so easily and he's downright cocky when he's jealous, pettyly criticizing his rival.

He is loving and caring when he gets what he wants and he always gets what he wants. He really is in love with you, in a yandere and obsessive way, but he is and Theseus will do anything to see you smile.

Just be careful with your choices, because he won't let you go as his obsession and desire for you grows more and more.

''I love your smile, my baby, your perfect face becomes even more beautiful when you're smiling. Please keep smiling at me always.''

Kinks: dom, adoration (he adoring you).

Nicknames: Baby, Goddess/God.

CONTROLLER

Bellerophon was a Greek hero most worshiped in the cities of Lydia and Corinth. He was best known for riding Pegasus. Son of Poseidon and was adopted by Glaucus, king of Ephyra.

''I'm perfect and so are you. We're both made for each other, can't you see that? There is no one better than me for you and no one more perfect than you for me. We will stick together.''

He is best known for his arrogance, after comparing himself to the gods themselves and deciding to go live on Mount Olympus, which was the cause of his death. He is a controlling and obsessive yandere, going so far as to lock up his darling if he can do it.

Bellerophon is the very definition of arrogant and greedy, these are characteristics that describe them very well. He is greedy for his sweetheart and glory, he wants to be the most worshiped and he demands this worship from his sweetheart and he will get irritated if he doesn't get it.

He's not the possessive type and it's rare for him to get jealous. aiming that he knows he is the one for his darling and there is nothing to be afraid of. They were his as much as he is theirs. It is so and it will always be so.

Bellerophon is an extremely controlling yandere, if he could, he would even control your breathing. He wants to know everything about his darling, they shameful stories to they darkest secrets and desires, everything. He doesn't want you to hide anything from him and will not tolerate secrets as you are his and as such you must be transparent to her with your desires and thoughts.

Needless to say, he is suffocating because only the gods themselves know how much this man is always glued to your side. He is always with you, breathing down your neck and watching your every move like an eagle.

There's no escaping him, not when Bellerophon is always glued to your hip.

''You are mine, your every thought belongs to me, everything about you is mine. And I don't share.''

Kinks: rough sex and suffocating his darling.

Nicknames: Love, Darling.

DEVOTEE

Orpheus was a great musician and poet of Ancient Greece. He is best known for going to the Underworld to seek his beloved and failing in the process. He is the son of Calliope, a Greek muse, and the god Apollo.

"Not even the muses could inspire me to sing a song about you. There aren't enough words to sing about my love for you."

If there's one thing we can say about Orpheus it's how passionate and devoted he is to his beloved, his love for you has never wavered through all the years and never will. He loves you completely, soul, body and heart, he gives himself to you with his whole being.

Orpheus loves too much and that is his greatest downfall. There's nothing he wouldn't do for you, for the person he's obsessively in love with, and that could be dangerous.

He won't rest until he makes you happy, he loves to sing songs and read poems to you and they are all about how he feels about you.

Orpheus is a simple man, he just wants to live his life with you forever if he can. There aren't many mysteries to his obsession with you, just that he's willing to do anything for you and your love. He's not in favor of murder, but for you, he'd kill anyone.

"I love you more than I can put in poems and songs. Please never leave me, I couldn't imagine my life without you by my side."

Kinks: breeding kink (he would love to have kids with his darling).

Nicknames: Muse (ironic, I know), Princess/Prince, love.

OBSESSIVE

Adonis was considered one of the most handsome men in Greek Mythology. Son of the incestuous relationship of Cinyras and Myrrha, according to Ovid, but in Hesiod's version he is the son of Phoenix and Alphesiboea. He was the mortal lover of Aphrodite and, in some versions, of Persephone as well.

"I will never let you go even if I wanted to. We belong together forever."

Adonis is completely obsessed with you, he knows everything about you and he lives fantasizing about his life with his darling. You are everything to him, this man can no longer live without you. He just can't and doesn't want to.

His biggest dream is to marry his sweetheart and if he gets the chance he will. Adonis adores you deeply and no one knows why. Maybe it's because you're the one who isn't focused on his looks anymore or just because he fell in love with you at first sight, according to him.

He's very possessive of you and doesn't even try to hide it, it's not like he wants to either. You are his and everyone should know that, including you. If the love bites and suck marks on your body don't speak for themselves, Adonis will do so.

Because he is very obsessive, Adonis will never give up on you, not even in death. You belong together and that's forever and ever.

Don't worry though, he is very loving and clingy to you and will always be there for you. Whether for better or for worse, Adonis will never leave you alone.

"My love for you is greater than my beauty."

Kinks: adoration, daddykink/mommykink (don't ask me).

Nicknames: Love, Baby.

DELIRIOUS

Perseus is one of the most famous greek heroes. He is best known for having beheaded Medusa. Son of Zeus and the mortal princess Danae.

"I could never hurt you. I love you too much for that."

Perseus is the very definition of a delusional yandere, he dreams of his darling 24 hours a day, awake or asleep, you are always in the demigod's thoughts. And he doesn't even try to hide that he's thinking about you.

And why should he? He is very obsessive and insistent in his obsession with you, he doesn't intend to ever let you go. Perseus can't live without you anymore, not without his reason to live. Don't you understand that? You are everything to him, everything.

Perseus cannot live without you. He knows it, you know it, everyone knows it. If something were to happen to you he would go into a deep state of despair and rage.

You can't disappear... Unless you want a lot of people to suffer with your choices, because Perseus won't stop until he has you all to himself. He won't stop until he has all his fantasies fulfilled. And he will cut down anyone who dares to get in his way.

You are the reason for his entire existence and Perseus will never leave you. He will never stop dreaming and raving about you. Never.

Stay with him. Perseus will make sure you never lack for anything. He is so unconscious in his obsession with you that there is nothing he doesn't want more than your happiness. Beside him, of course.

"Our love is strong enough for your petty form of denial. You know you don't really mean it, my princess/prince. You love me and I love you. Always."

Kinks: worship kink, slight degradation and humiliation.

Nicknames: Princess/Prince, love.

OVERPROTECTIVE

Jason is a greek hero son of Aeson. He is best known for being on the ship of the Argonauts and having married Medea.

"The world is a very dangerous place, my love. I cannot and will not allow anything to hurt you. I promise you."

Jason has seen a lot of bad things and bad people, so he developed a very strong paranoia about your safety. He acts incandescently around his obsession. He is always very alert and constantly scanning the environment around you closely.

He just doesn't want anything bad to happen to you. Is this so wrong? Is it so wrong that he doesn't want anyone to look at you? Touch you? No, it's not. Jason knows it's not wrong, he's just doing all this because he loves you so, so much.

And it is his duty, as your only protector, to protect and love you with all his might. And he will do his duties, his duties with all the pleasure in the world. Jason would do anything for you.

He would die for you, he would kill for you. He exists for you, he longs for you. He wants you. All of you.

"You are very important to me. I will protect you with everything I have."

Kinks: degradation and slight breeding kink.

Nicknames: Love, Darling, Baby.

STALKER

Patroclus was the son of Menoetius. Best known for having acted in the Trojan War, where he was killed by Hector.

"I will follow you to Hades to never be separated from you."

Patroclus is a great stalker, he will literally follow you to Hades itself without any kind of hesitation. He also knows everything about you, absolutely everything. Your secrets will become his secrets. Your desires will become his desires.

Everything that belongs to him will belong to you. You and him. The two of you and it will always be like this.

He is a big soft yandere for you, but only for you. This man would never, under any circumstances, hurt you. He could never and never wants to hurt you, he cares for you more than anything, he loves you more than anything, how could he even dare to think about hurting you?

You are everything to him, absolutely everything. All that is his is also yours, all that you want will be yours. He's willing to do anything for you, no matter what the consequences, because at the end of the day, you're the only thing that really matters.

It's you who really has all the power over him, you're the only person Patroclus wants and is willing to commit atrocities to keep you by his side. Only you, you hold all the power and control and he's happy about that.

He loves you and that's what he tells himself when he goes to sleep, that everything he did is in the name of your love, nothing will have been in vain for you.

Patroclus would never hurt you, but be very careful with him, because he can misinterpret your words and this can lead to irreparable actions. It will all depend on you, in the end, and he will always be there for you.

‘‘Everything I've done... Everything I do is for you, my love, and it will always be for you.’‘

Kinks: worship, pet names and breeding kink.

Nicknames: Love, Honey, Sweet.

OVERPROTECTIVE

Hector was one of the main trojan warriors during the Trojan War. He was a prince of Troy, one of the children of King Priam and Queen Hecuba.

''I can't let you out, I can't and I won't risk your safety. It's all for your own good.''

Hector is an extremely overprotective yandere of his darling, he gets paranoid just seeing a scratch on your skin, breaking a nail or just sneezing. He goes crazy with worry when he sees something that shouldn't be there, that he knows shouldn't be there.

He will overreact if you get hurt, even if it's harmless. You are everything to him and he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you, ever. He will take care of you, he will always protect you.

Always.

You'll basically have a bodyguard, so Hector is always at your side, watching your surroundings carefully. Danger is always lurking and he will be damned if he lets any enemy try to harm him.

Anyone who tries to harm you will be dead immediately, but not before suffering a painful and well-deserved torture. No one can think of hurting you, let alone actually doing it. Hector will make sure anyone who threatens you is dealt with hard and fast, he will always have be your protector.

That man would die if anything happened to you, just the thought of it makes him sick with worry. You are everything to him and Hector will make sure you are loved and protected. He will do everything for you.

''Please let me take care of you. It's all I ask, all I need for peace is to have you safe..."

Kinks: breeding kink.

Nicknames: Y/A (your nickname), Love.

MANIPULATOR

Cadmus was a legendary phoenician founder of Boeotinan Thebes. During his time, he was one of Greece's greatest heroes and monster slayers. He was a phoenician prince, son of King Agenor and Queen Telephassa of Tyre.

''You are so blessed to have me, to have my love. Feel honored.''

Cadmus is a great manipulator, he knows very well how to use his... gifts to manipulate you, to control you. And that makes him happy, because you are his, wich means, you are his to manipulate.

He cares about you a lot, he loves you and that's why he wants to have complete control of you so he can keep you with him. Cadmus will never admit it but he's scared to death that you'll abandon him, that you'll leave him and if that happened he'd break, you're everything to this man and he won't let you leave his arms.

Everything he does is for you and will always be for you. For your sake. He has no qualms when it comes to you and will act violently if someone tries to steal you from him.

Cadmus loves you and that alone is enough for him. He doesn't quite understand his feelings but this desire, this obsession he has for you robs him of any good judgment he may have. Everything is you. From the moment he saw you, it's you and it will always be you.

He doesn't like to hurt and would rather make you suffer mentally than physically because it's safer to see you break down and have a mental breakdown than having you bleed out. Besides, he doesn't want to ruin your beautiful skin with scars.

Cadmus can be very dangerous and unstable when it comes to you, so be careful around him. His manipulations are dangerous but can keep you safe from his wrath.

''I'm doing all this because I love you and you know it.''

Kinks: degradation, dom.

Nicknames: Sweetie, Beautiful.

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— MY LOVE, WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?; YOUR LOVE, IT DISAPPEARED.

⋄ When you die at the manor game

▭ char. x reader ▫ gender neutral ▫ angst ▫ not proofread ▭

Characters: Emily Dyer, Naib Subedar, Orpheus

[ Warning: Violent content, mentions of death ]

— EMILY DYER

This place reeks of danger. You already sensed it the moment you saw how notorious the manor looked. But this location of the 'game' felt even worse.

The fog covers the distance around you and the doctor. Everything was filled with eerie silence. Perhaps there's nothing here other than you and the other participants. Maybe you're just overreacting it because the surroundings felt so menacing.

You and Emily are currently outside the factory walking to the spot where the lawyer claimed that he heard something.

That guy can't be trusted. No one here is. Well, except your lover of course. Emily still has secrets kept from you. But you dismiss it and hoped that one day, she'll tell you.

Freddy Riley and Emily was supposed to have a private conversation. The lawyer had shoo'd you away like you're some fly. But you didn't want to leave the doctor's side and she didn't want you either. She was especially irritated by how Freddy treated you and demanded to let you join in their meeting.

He was visibly annoyed with it but agreed anyway. Apparently, he wanted to be allies. Although after the display of attitude he gave earlier, both of you were quite skeptical about the offer. Nonetheless, your lover thought it would be beneficial and the lawyer offered reasonable excuse to do so and even apologized. You do ponder if it's sincere.

"There's nothing here..." You huff. Going outside was a waste of time. There was nothing here and it was utterly quiet.

Your girlfriend sighs. Emily is very practical, you know. You also can tell that she's holding back her impatience towards the lawyer. But she knows that it would only pose even more problems and held herself back.

"...Let's just go ba—" She was cut off by her own scream. A sudden bulky figure appeared out of nowhere and you both trip to the ground to avoid getting tackled by it. Your arm was in front of Emily's figure in an instant.

You observe what had attacked the two of you and saw a corpse-like monster staring at you with anger that could match the fires of hell.

Major parts of it's blue skin were filled with burn marks. It's face is was covered in bandages with only half of his face and his other eye peeking out. It was wearing a ragged uniform of a factory worker. But the most concerning part of it's appearance was that it was carrying a sickle made out of jaw bones. A few teeth is still intact on it.

The moment you try to pick yourselves up to run—it also latches itself towards you before any of you could react quickly to dodge.

At that second, you did what you could only do.

Your agonizing screams fills Arms Factory as the pointed end of the sickle comes in contact with your back. The monster grunts and pulls you back using the weapon. Your tears were shedding from your eyes as fast as the blood that pours out from your wound.

Through the blur, you try to catch a glimpse of your lover. You had pushed back Emily to save her instead.

She was trembling on the ground. Petrified at the sight of you slowly getting killed. When you made eye contact with her, only did she regained her ability to move. She stood up frantically and reached out to you, hoping to save you too.

"No! Please, just go! Go!" You yell.

The doctor retracted her hand and only stared at you in horror. "No..no! Don't say that! I don't—I don't want to leave you!" She sobs, clutching her heart.

You can already feel yourself growing numb. And you fell to the ground. Only to be picked up again by the creature. It withdraws it's sickle to the air, planning to strike you once more.

But before that, you let out your last words to your lover—one last eye contact before you never open your eyes again.

"Emily, I love you. Please, go. For me...?" The last part of your sentence ends in a whisper as the bone weapon comes in contact with your body once more.

But Emily only fell to her knees, releasing loud cries and sobs. She desperately calls your name only to never hear your voice and she cries louder.

The figure, after making sure you were dead, moves on with the pitiful woman.

But the doctor doesn't run away. She sniffs and looks up to the monster walking towards her with a bloodied weapon.

She closes her eyes as the sickle rise above her head.

Emily doesn't care if the gates of heaven doesn't accept her after death for the selfish sins she committed. She only wants to see you again.

— NAIB SUBEDAR

The sirens could be heard across the whole forest as you and Naib rush to the gates. All ciphers that was meant to be decoded has been completed and the exit gates are finally unlocked. You could feel hope growing in your whole body as it motivates you to run faster.

You and Naib were running hand in hand. Despite fatigue taking over your aching bodies, your desire for survival fuels the both of you to keep running.

When all of you were first introduced to the game, you thought it would be easy enough with only the environment posing as the only problem. That was until a hook missed you by an inch and destroyed the tree beside you instead. Thanks to Naib's fast reflexes, he managed to drag you away before you could get grabbed.

The two of you focused your eyes on the source and saw a pair of big glowing eyes staring back at the two of you. The faint glow of the moonlight that passed by the gaps of the tree leaves illuminate it's silhouette and you can make up the huge antlers and the shape of a deer head.

Your optimism made you want to think that it's only a regular deer. But it pulled back it's hook and charged towards you.

That is why you and the mercenary are running this fast across the forest. Bear traps are everywhere and you can't count how many times you were almost caught in one.

Finally reaching one of the gates. You noticed that it's already open. William is waving excitedly at the sight of the both of you safe. He waited for you guys, how nice. Perhaps it's no surprise that Naib spared him.

You guys could finally get out of this terror.

Apparently you were a few steps away from escape to say that.

When you crossed the gate doors, you were suddenly pulled back. The hook clamps around your waist tightly that it feels like it's crushing your organs, resulted to you crying from pain—and fear.

Your lover couldn't grab you in time and the last words you heard were the frantic shouting of your name, the last sight you see is Naib chasing after you and the deer beast's weapon crashing down on your head.

It all happened too fast. Before Naib could even go back to save you, the exit gates has unexpectedly closed.

He bangs on the metal doors alone. He hits it numerous times and attempts to pry the door open from it's narrow gap. He tries even if his fist and fingers were bleeding. William has already ran away from fear. The mercenary is left alone with no one to ask for help.

He yells your name, asks if you're okay and panics harder when there's no response.

Naib kicks the doors, punches it, use any object around him for it to open. He could do all that but he couldn't save you. And that is something he still refuses to accept.

— ORPHEUS

It was only a moment before those beings catch up with all of you.

Previously, you, Orpheus, and a little girl were running and avoiding the creatures who chased you guys relentlessly on sight. They attempt to grab you like they are demons wanting to drag you down to hell with them.

The three of you run and run with no precise destination. Only with the plan to stay safe and be away from those creatures.

You glance back to see if they are still chasing you and see that they are no more.

"Orpheus, they're gone!" You exclaim.

Although this is probably a momentarily relief, you are still grateful that you managed to escape from them.

But you became confused when Orpheus halted running and hectically gets away from you, taking the little girl with him.

You halt running as you stare at them in perplexity.

Orpheus looks around the area, panicked. Once you take a step towards them, they look at you with terror in their eyes.

"Guys, what's wrong?" You ask them.

But instead of answering your question, they took off running—leaving you behind.

You hurriedly catched up to them, even more confused than before. You looked around once more to see if those creatures were following you again but none of them is spotted. So what made them run away?

You admit, you were hurt that Orpheus would just leave you behind like that. He's your lover after all. Who wouldn't be hurt if their beloved would just leave them like that?

You call out to Orpheus while trying to catch up with them. But they ignore you and kept running.

Eventually, you managed to corner them. Finally, you can ask them what's wrong.

"Honey, Orpheus. What's wrong? Is there something out there that I'm not seeing? And why did you leave me?"

He only backs up closer to the wall of the small building you cornered them to. His arms wrapped around the little girl to shield her���from you.

Your confusion becomes concern. Why are they acting like this. As if you're the danger?

You could notice how tense your lover looked. His jaws are clenched and so is his fists. His eyes were mad. But the novelist was glaring at no one but you. Yet you can't think of anything that he could be mad about.

Before you can ask again, a force hits you and knocks you to the ground.

You cup your now bruised left cheek and blood drips from the corner of your mouth. Looking up, you find that it was none other than Orpheus that hit you.

He cuts off your question once more with another punch. He straddles you and punches you repeatedly. It feels like he was using a rock to split your skull open.

You call out to him but he is too deep into the adrenaline to hear you. The cries of his name fall to deaf ears. Your face and body becomes littered with bruises and black eyes. You attempt to grab or block Orpheus' arms to stop him instead but he was too strong—too determined to kill you. And that terrified you. You would have never thought that it'd be your lover that would kill you.

That's not what you want. So, you kept trying. Even though your body can't handle moving anymore, even if your throat can't yell anymore, you try because you don't want to die like this.

But it doesn't matter how much effort you put. Death will always be the one to decide in the end.

You call the novelist's name one last time—barely above a whisper by how weak you are already. And then, with the face of your lover full of hatred staring back at you being the last sight you see, your body goes completely limp and your eyes close for eternity.

When Orpheus noticed the lack of movement, he stopped. Panting and reliving his victory against a monster. But when he blinked, he was horrified to see that it was your bloody and beat-up image that came to view.

He swore it was a beast! It was what he saw—what he killed, not you!

Orpheus stares at your corpse petrified from shock. And soon after, he lets out a bloodcurdling scream.

He sobs and heaves at the realization that the blood on his hands was not the blood of a monster, but the blood of his lover.

The novelist's worse nightmare came true by the hands of none other than himself.

[ This is my first time writing something like this so it might not be that good. I felt like writing angst, so I did. Idk if I did a great job though. Still, I hope you enjoyed reading it! ]

[potatovali]

[ Rest in a Rainforest ]

Artwork I submitted for Furality Sylva, you can find it in the art gallery!

[phasewashere]

dutch and hosea are orpheus and eurydice coded. specifically hadestown orpheus and eurydice. they are what i imagine they were like when they younger like,,,

[royalphantompain]

Sometimes I like it when feral characters have no hair, sometimes, I like it when they have a simple floof on their head, and sometimes I like it when they have a full set of hair, but my favorite thing is when they have hair but it connects to their fur.

[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Everybody loves somebody 🫀

RE6!Leon S. Kennedy x wife!reader

A/N: This is my first time writing for older Leon!! I recommend you listen to 'Everybody loves somebody' by Dean Martin as this fic is based around that song. This is a birthday present for my dear friend @vampkennedy ! Happy Birthday, Raf ❤️

~Fi 🐝

Warnings: so much fluff, it's actually disgusting, so fucking sappy, how dare they be so in love, maybe like a smidge of angst, get your tissues ready

Word count: 2.8k

Please don't copy my work! I put a lot of effort and heart into the things I write.

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The dimly lit room was filled not only with warmth, but with love. The love you held so deeply in every crevice of your heart, just for him. Your heart and soul were his entirely, there was no power that could change that. You loved him so fully, like you had never loved anyone before. No one could could compare to him, let only the love he had for you, too.

Every moment with him felt like a waltz, a graceful dance through the warmly illuminated walls of the castle that were your bound hearts. You were almost floating, his grip on you never wavering, and neither was yours. How two humans could hold each other so tightly, yet so incredibly lovingly at the same time was a mystery to you- until you met him. He opened doors you didn't know existed, holding the key in his hands.

He made your chest feel tight with the amount of affection and adoration you harbored in your heart. The gentleness he had about him, so soft it made you melt like honey, was only for you. You were the only one to see it, to hear it. To feel it. Leon was a rough man- tattered around the edges, cold and stoic, but he was nothing but warming and smooth around you. Like all of his doubts, flaws, whatever it was, just vanished the second you were in his vicinity.

There was no feeling greater than having him hold you, your head against his chest listening to his heartbeat, while you just lay there in silence. But it was never really silent. Your love was beyond words, no matter how quiet it was, words of praise and affection always lingered. His hand in yours never failed to remind you of your connected souls.

Deeply intertwined, roots tightly woven around each other like an ancient tree that would stand forever more and never falter. You lifted each other up, two forces that couldn't exist without one another. And you never, ever had to. He'd always be with you and you with him, no matter what might come or what challenges you'll face. You were his, and he was yours.

You recalled your years together, a smile sitting on your cheeks. It was your 5 year anniversary as a married couple. Marrying him was one of the best opportunities you'd ever gotten, and you would do it again in a heartbeat. It was a decision you would never second guess, how could you, when you were so lucky? You could still see it- like it had only happened yesterday.

The nervous look in his eyes, the way he fiddled with his hands. The soft and gentle, sometimes awkward, rookie you fell in love with still lingered deep within him, even if he'd never admit it. But once you made your way down the aisle, all his worries were gone. He couldn't contain the tears that cascaded down his face as the reality finally caught up to him. He would marry you. He would be your husband, your best friend, and whatever else you needed him to be.

The truth was, Leon couldn't wait to feel the coolness of your wedding ring against his stubbly cheek or the warmth of you pressed against him in the early morning hours. He couldn't wait to come home to you, his wife. God, that word made him all warm and fuzzy inside. He had actually beaten the odds and got his happy ending. You were his happy ending, and he would be grateful for you until the fates decided his time was up.

And even then, he'd play the role of Oprheus to get you, his muse, his Eurydice, back from the depths of the Underworld. He'd play the fool if he had to, all for you. Always for you.

You stood in the kitchen, the heat of the oven and stove making small droplets of sweat roll down your skin. The dinner that was boiling on the stove enveloped the room in aromatics and savory smells. It was a favorite of Leon's, a little surprise you were preparing. You used to go to fancy restaurants and other over the top anniversary activities, but ultimately this is was where you felt the most comfortable.

A nice candle lit meal in your shared home was more than enough to satisfy you heart. So you stood here, one hand on your hip, the other stirring the pot with a wooden spoon. You were humming a tune- whatever was on the radio at the moment. Still in your comfy clothes, you turned off the heat to let the dinner simmer. You'd planned to dress up a little- just because you were at home didn't mean you couldn't doll yourself up a bit.

You made your way to your shared bedroom, laying out the dress you'd picked and some jewelry. Now that you think of it, you hadn't seen Leon in a suit in a while. He always looked so good, distinguished, put together. It made a small frown creep onto your face. You rummaged through his side of the closet, seeing whether he still had that one suit that you loved.

Sadly, it was nowhere to be found. You figured he probably sold it or gave it to a friend. He never really wore it, after all. You could always buy him a new one, maybe as a christmas gift. There were definitely occasions where a well tailored suit would come in handy, and maybe you could convince him to wear it just a little more often, just for you. He'd do just about anything you asked, which you sometimes used to your advantage.

You'd give this a little more thought another day, for right now there more important things to worry about. Like would he be home in time, or would you have to spend your wedding anniversary alone? Would be hurt, and if so, how badly? You shook those thoughts away. He was careful. He always was, and you assumed he took extra caution for today. He would always come back to you.

You began getting dressed, he would be home soon, you looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled. God, 5 years. What a number. It felt like you've barely been married for more than a week, still in the honeymoon phase, and at the same time you could've sworn you've been together for a lifetime. Time does fly when you're happy. Truly happy.

You heard the jingling of keys and the click of the doorknob turning. Followed by a rustle of various unidentifiable items and heavy steps on the floor. "Honey? I'm home!" rang out his beautiful voice. It made your heart beat higher, just how domestic that phrase was. You walked towards the noise, checking on the food on your way.

You were about to say something, but when you laid eyes on him, all words left you. He stood there, in the suit you had looked for earlier, hair slightly slicked back, with a pretty tie around his neck. "I see we both had the same idea," he smiled, walking over to you and wrapping your still stunned form in a hug. "Happy 5 years, baby." Leon whispered in your ear, then placing a sweet kiss on your neck.

The stubble on his face made a shiver run up your spine when it touched your skin. "Happy anniversary, sweetheart." You replied, gently caressing his cheek. Leon captured your lips in a passionate kiss, pulling you closer by your waist while your hand was on his cheek and your other arm draped around his neck.

"God, you're gorgeous, look at you," he mumbled after pulling away, his eyes looking over you and admiring what he saw in front of him, lips lightly stained by your lipstick. You chuckled lovingly. "Thank you, love. You look so handsome in that suit. When did you have time to change?" You asked, your hand resting on his chest and slightly toying with the lapel of his jacket.

He was at work today, which usually got pretty bloody and grimey, yet he was here looking like a Hollywood star. Clean and smelling of that irresistibly cologne of his. "Well, showers do exist. Not to mention that a quick stop at a motel to get ready for my special lady is 100% worth the ass kicking I'll get tomorrow." He explained with a grin.

"You left early? Leon-" he stopped what was about to be a worried lecture with a finger to your lips. "I won't hear it, not today. Today s'just about you and me, baby." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You returned an equally soft smile. "You're right, Honey. Dinner's ready,"

"You made dinner too? Here I was, thinking this was my anniversary present," he smirked, looking you over. Playfully rolling your eyes, you plated everything, Leon closely watching from over your shoulder. You'd set the table earlier today, nothing too extravagant, just a simple tablecloth, the fine silverware, and some candles.

"That smells and looks amazing, baby." He muttered, his arms wrapped around your waist. "S'your favorite," you smiled, awkwardly moving around in his arms to get everything ready. "You're perfect." He mumbled against your shoulder, placing soft kisses on your exposed skin. Your cheeks flushed and your heart skipped a beat. Even after all those years together, his compliments still made your heart soar.

You let out a breathy chuckle. "I don't know about perfect-" you were quickly interrupted by Leon gently turning your head and pressing a kiss to your lips. "But I know. You're perfect, end of discussion." He smirked. "Alright, alright, I'll take your word for it." You giggled, continuing with your task. He hummed in satisfaction, letting his lips graze over your hair.

He let go of you at some point, though reluctantly, he seated himself at the dining table as you served dinner. You ate and chatted, laughing and enjoying yourselves. The atmosphere that you two created drenched the room in love and affection, and a heartfelt symphony of your giggles.

"That was delicious, sweetheart," Leon sighed, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Good. I spent all day on that damned chocolate souffle!"

He laughed, taking your hand in his. "It was worth it, but..," he trailed off, making you raise an eyebrow,"I had a different dessert in mind." He grinned, stroking your knuckles. "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure your lovely wife would agree to that if you asked nicely," you smiled sweetly. He chuckled and leaned back in his chair, letting go of your hand. "I'll keep that in mind." He said in a low tone, a certain look in his eyes.

The radio was playing in the background, it was set on an oldie channel that you liked listening to while cooking. The soft tunes of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and The Mills Brothers were echoing through the room, the candles in the middle of the table flickering. "I should get started on the dishes," you said softly, getting up from your seat. Leon immediately leaned forward, quickly grabbing your forearm across the table to stop you.

"No, no, no, sweetheart, sit back down." He ordered gently, pulling you back into your chair. "Honey, the kitchen is a mess-"

"I don't care. It's our anniversary. Relax for once, baby," he asked of you, a pleading look in his eyes, the grip he had on your arm softening. A guilty feeling washed over you. You had the habit of running around like a headless chicken sometimes, trying to get as much done as possible.

"M'sorry. I guess I just want everything to be... perfect." You muttered, avoiding his gaze. His brows pulled together, in worry or out of empathy, you didn't know. "It's more than perfect, Darling. Please just enjoy today. Enjoy us. It's been five years since I watched you walk down the aisle, can you believe that?" He chuckled softly, his thumb stroking over your skin. He couldn't even believe it. How did he get so lucky? It was a mystery to him, but god, he was so incredibly grateful.

He never thought he'd ever have this. And somedays, he was anxious, just waiting for everything to vanish, slipping from his grasp. Nothing brings him more comfort on those days than to hold you and remind himself that you're here, with him because you chose to, and that you would never leave. "God, I know. What a perfect day that was, huh?" You sighed, the corners of your mouth turning upwards. There was shimmer in his eyes, a light of pure joy, just like on that very day. Some things never change.

Leon hummed softly in response knowing that no words would do justice to how he felt back then. You sat in the comfortable silence for a while, occasionally catching each others' gaze, which was then met with a loving smile while your fingertips brushed as your hands rested on the table. The radio was still playing softly in the kitchen, the gentle tunes filling the room perfectly.

You perked up, your brows raising once you heard the fluttering melody of one of you favorites; Everybody loves somebody. In turn, Leon's brows scrunched together in confusion. You got up with a smile on your face, if his face would allow it, his brows would furrow even further as you did so silently. "Honey, what are you-" you interrupted him by pulling him out of his chair wordlessly and dragging him to the middle of your livingroom where your hands settled on his chest.

His expression softened once he realized what was happening. You wanted to dance with him. His heart swelled, to have you wanting to do something so intimate and romantic with him. It was a bit silly since you've been married for so long but you never failed to touch his heart. His hands found your waist and gently pulled you closer to him, but you were never close enough for his taste.

You started swaying to the rhythm, the hands that were previously on his chest now resting near the back of his shoulders. Leon matched your rythym, holding you tightly while moving the both of you to the melody. He looked so good. The dim light of the room hitting his features so perfectly. They way he looked at you so adoringly made your cheeks flush.

"You know, I listened to this song on my 17th birthday, wondering when my sometime and where my someplace would be...," you began softly, the gentle smile on his lips prompting you to keep going," and, well, my sometime is now. My someplace is right here, with you, in your arms. Words cannot describe how much I love you. You make my heart sing, Leon." You smiled, placing a hand on his cheek.

His eyes widened slightly and you could feel him stiffen at your confession, but he never stopped swaying you. The way his name fell from your lips in such a truly loving way made his heart beat out of his chest. A sheen of tears glistened in his baby blues, his brows pulled together and you could feel him lean into your touch.

"I love you. God, I love you so much." He sighed, a slight tremble in his usually so confident tone as he placed his forehead against yours. "I love you more." You whispered, your warm breath fanning over his lips. Your nose brushed against his before you pressed your lips to his in a searing kiss. Your lips set his heart aflame, just like they'd done so many times before.

Although searing, the kiss didn't lack passion. Leon couldn't help but groan against your lips, wrapping his arms fully around you and holding you close. You made him feel so loved, like he never had. God, if he could carve out his lovesick heart and serve it to you on a silver platter, he would. A broken sigh escaped him as he metled into you. The sound rumbled in his throat, sending vibrations through your skin.

You only pulled away when you felt a small, wet drop met your hand. You were breathless, the kiss took all the air from your lungs. Looking up at him, you saw something incredibly precious. He was crying. He loved you so much and was completely overwhelmed by your affection that he was crying. You gently wiped the tear with your thumb before caressing his stubbly cheek. "Don't cry, my love." You cooed, making him let out broken cries.

"Shhh.. I'll kiss all your tears away, I promise you that." You whispered with a small smile, pressing gentle kisses on his cheeks. You could taste the saltiness of his tears on your tongue. "I'll love you forever." He mumbled, brushing a piece of hair out of your face, a small smile tugging at his lips. "So will I." Your head fell forward against his chest, his head resting on top of yours. You closed your eyes, sighing contently. As you listened to his steady heartbeat, one thing became crystal clear to you. You've never been so sure about something.

Now was your sometime, this was your someplace and he was your someone.

This was where you belonged.

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I hope you have a lovely day, Raf!<3

[os-eclipses-tamen-son-yuri]

And even when the pain in your feet takes root

When her breath behind you becomes one with your own

Dear Oprheus, she won't fault you

Because as you turn around to catch her gaze

She'll be looking right back at yours

[absorbing-misfortune]

He frowned. "More the second one, I am afraid me and him don't really see eye to eye about most things." He sighed.

@izzyfromdeadspace

Jude smiled as he knocked on Izzy's door with a sigh. "Can we talk dear?" He asked worriedly. "Something has came up."

[troutfur]

whats your favorite super niche detail of the series (that may not even be canon anymore) no one talks about? there's a lot of niche details that slip through the cracks so its fun to see what people gravitate too

In terms of continuity goofs: I am obsessed with the fact is a plot point Jay, Holly, and Lion were born in winter AND YET in The Sight they are apprenticed in winter. So either Firestar is training newborns or he didn't apprentice them until they were grown adults. I have had for ages the idea to write a crack fic in which the second one happens because Firestar was just so furious about the fox cubs incident he delayed them 6 whole months as punishment.

In terms of something more serious: I think I'm pretty much the only one who has explicitly pointed out how JayPoppy has Oprheus and Eurydice parallels. Like hello????? Aren't those two like some of Tumblr's top Greek mythology darling. There's a musical about them I've been meaning to watch but I haven't gotten around to finding a bootleg of. Where are the artist making 1,488,736,852 MAPs with songs from there?

[imperial-daffodil]

Wip - The Emperor and Daff, my first Gith Tav! Partial Illithid Daff looking with hope at the future, after that night when they discovered the Emperor's Old Hideout.

It was a tough time, just before they found the Elfsong Tavern. Everyone seemed to be against them. The meeting with Raphael and Voss did not go well at all.

Between Lae'Zel who wanted to strike a deal with the Devil on the spot, and Voss who yelled at Daff "I would do anything, sacrifice anything to free Oprheus!" (paraphrased) calling them Vin'isk.

Not to mention how Raphael had cut their connection to the Emperor - "You feel... Empty" the Narrator says, and empty they did feel. It felt like choking on the absence of air.

Going out of Sharess' Caress, they looked at Astarion and Gale (why did they not take Shadowheart instead of Lae'Zel on that one? WHY?) 'I want to go to Camp. I need to think. I need to SLEEP.'

All they wanted, was to hear his voice and meet him in a dream.

And how graced they felt when he called to them "There you are. I thought I'd lost you."

The ache in their chest and heart had, until then, been unmatched. His pain. Their pain.

From that moment onwards, they knew they'd do anything if it meant not being apart from the Free Illithid. Their Ally. Their Shield. And right now, he felt like a shield for their sanity.

It was shortly after, that they entered the city and fell on the Elfsong Tavern, again, guided by his voice and advice.

What that one night brought, was hope. Lots of it.

[grovermungus]

pulling ovid up from the underworld like oprheus and eurydice just so i can beat the shit out of him and send him back myself

[times-of-drought]

It Saturday ❗Tell Story 💣

I Must..... Tell Story...

Yesterday, I was listening to How Long from Hadestown. I was thinking about how the human form for one of the gods in s.and.n would look like. I thought someone with an aura of commanding power, gloomy and dark, but regal. I couldn't stop thinking about Hades from Hadestown, so I listened to a few songs where he sings.

In How Long, Hades has a dialogue with Persephone about Euredice and Orpheus.

Adapted for my story, Hades is Szekh, God of Gods, King of Kings, Lord of Lords. Szekh is the main god of the species as a whole, a representation of divine authority. Persephone, here, is Ksy, God of Nothingness, The Primordial Chaos, also now considered god of Anarchy. Ksy is a "partner" of Szekh (Szekh has fathered all other gods, while Ksy is the other parent)

Euredice and Oprheus are troublesome. Lyrically, Euredice fits as the god of betrayal, Nrinne. In the song's timeline, She has already tried to commit the Great Treason, but still didnt become the God of Betrayal, so she still has her original domain - Art, Artists, Music, Beauty. (So you can see how she would fit Orpheus too). Here, however, she is Euredice, because she was chained by Szekh until he decides what to do with her, what judgement to pass.

Orpheus here will be, after all, Groggs, god of Alcohol, Intensity, Insanity (it later loses the Insanity domain, though, more specifically some time after Nrinne loses her original domain). Groggs loves Nrinne and wishes to see her. It is afraid that Szekh will execute Nrinne, so it has come to plead for her life and release.

Szekh is furious with the situation, but he cannot bring himself to kill his own child. He knows, however, that he is the unyielding ruler, that he must be merciless. He argues with Ksy about the situation, intending to let _ convince him, but only after a great amount of negotiation.

(That will be when Nrinne is stripped of her domains, them being split between Wer, god of Wealth, Indulgence, Addiction (Gambling specifically), who took Beauty, and Usuur, god of Artisans and Workers, who took Artists, Music etc)

[beanghostprincess]

okay so this oprheus and eurydice shuggy shanks not turning around post of yours: https://www.tumblr.com/beanghostprincess/750301826112438272/oooo-to-add-onto-the-shuggy-as-orpheus-and?source=share

reminds me of vincent lima's song orpheus and his other song eurydice. idk if u heard of them but listening to them back to back is just so!! so good!

there's this bit in orpheus, where the lyrics are: "If I knew how it’d feel back then I wouldn’t take another step” and then in Eurydice “if you take one more step then the damage is done, *but if you turn around you’ll be giving this up*” AND “he might love you. he might really love you” BECAUSE IN HIS SONG, ORPHEUS, ORPHESUS SAYS IF HE COULD GO BACK HE WOULDNT TAKE THE FINAL STEP, THE STEP THAT *PROVED* HE LOVED HER BC!! he loses her for it all over again!!!

its the step and the turn that proves to her that he loves her but its also the step and turn that orpheus regrets so much because he loses her to the underworld!!! and to think of a shuggy au, shanks NOT turning around bc he trusts, and buggy thinking oh. so he doesnt love me. and then TURNING AROUND ON HIS OWN!!!! just. so so so so so so so brilliant and tragic.

orpheus: https://youtu.be/ERywBkTnrvI?si=9BwJW0fIAmac35CZ

eurydice: https://youtu.be/OaIApMc9Mmw?si=tFk2srQ_qJzmiYZr

This story with Shuggy is going to be the death of me-- I'll listen to the songs right away, tho, bc this has to be one of my favorite myths but I will be thinking about Shanks and Buggy all the time.

[doctorhouse5343]

Well since I'm sick (it keeps happening a lot, godammit), I decided to give into the urge to write a little fic idea that had been running around into my mind, so sit back with a hot drink and a warm blanket while I ramble on. Robert 'Hob' Gadling and Dream Murphy were the proud fathers of two bright boys, Robyn and Orpheus, who were both attending the same school.

It was the start of the new school year and both boys were a bit nervous but excited, though the arrival of a new student made things a bit odd.

The new student was an odd looking girl named Rosemary, with odd blue eyes and a permanent frown on her face, carrying around a little bat plushie. While Orpheus was a bit creeped out by the girl, Robyn himself was intrigued so in an attempt to befriend her he sat down next to her during lunch, asking her about her interests.

The conversation went on pleasantly, right until the light-haired girl let out a shriek of terror when she was offered a piece of garlic bread. Understanding that it might be a serious allergy, Robyn immediately disposed of the threat, apologizing quickly to appease his new friend, who soon relaxed and gave him a smile.

A smile that showed off her fangs.

Orpheus' eyes went wide at that moment, the realization of what Rosemary was dawning on him and out of concern for his brother he tried to get the brown haired boy's attention to no avail and when Robyn invited their fellow student to their home, Orpheus turned as pale as their father.

To make matters worse their fathers were delighted at the idea of the girl coming over and it was with a smile that Hob went at the door to welcome his sons' new friend but to Oprheus' surprise the evening was quite pleasant, no bad situation happened but when a knock at the door was heard later in the evening, the boy got nervous again, more so when Rosemary said that it might be her father at the door.

When Hob got up to go greet the girl's father, accompanied by his husband Dream, Orpheus tagged along to make sure that his parents were okay.

He didn't want either of them to turn into a juice box for vampires so he did his best to put on a brave face when the door opened, revealing a long white haired male with a white skeleton tattoo all over his body.

The vampire nodded in greeting to the two men before turning his attention to Orpheus, thanking him for the kindness that he and his brother showed Rosemary, stating that they were all that she had spoken about since she got home.

The man's words made the boy smile sheepishly, feeling bad for thinking that the father and daughter meant them harm and when Hob told the man that he and his daughter were always welcome, Robyn and Orpheus nodded in agreement.

When the pair had left and the two boys had went to bed, their fathers were already planning the next dinner though this time, they were going to invite the handsome vampire Hobo Heart and, if Hob and Dream were lucky, perhaps the cutie could stay longer. Maybe even spend the night.