#we’re okay (I was very weird/unsocialized at the time) and that was like the only poster I had on my wall iirc

[romantically-yours]

Thinking about that time in 6th when me and my friend at the time were just casually talking about how oh when we grow up we should just move to the French countryside together

[robinrequiems]

OOPSIE PRETEND RELATIONSHIP tROPE :0 XD

YES. ok so the first few hcs is kinda like a mini story so enjoy that cause accidents happened there

• how Damian was in front of jon kent, kissing him was. beyond him. They weren’t in love or anything or even in like. They were just there.

• in truth, it was just convenient at the time for them to kiss, girls were chasing after jon, along with girls chasing damian, but the two locked eyes and nodded

• and that somehow ended up with the idea of them kissing for the both of them. jons hands on his waist with damians around his neck.

• they could have just went and ran off together, they both could have escaped easily, but insyead, they decided to kiss in front of the whole school. on Valentine’s Day.

• phones were taking out, high school students video taping to show the world of the damian wayne kissing a local boy. making people think they were dating. which was a complete accident, but they had headaches, damian was tired and super sleepy, and Jon’s heart was beating out of his chest, he hated letting people don’t, he hated watching their smiles fall or sadness cloud their vision… anxiety pumping in their veins as they just fell in each other and kissed. lips awkwardly moving before a comfortable pace was set.

• but it was still weird. very weird, by the end of the day, news outlets were buzzing about the youngest wayne, one of the most unsociable people the news has ever seen, kissing a random stranger.

• it was odd..

• damian and jon left school togeyher, they needed to talk. why are they weirdos who thought the first idea was to kiss in order to escape girls who wanted to confess their stupid love??!

“Why did you kiss me!”

“You kissed me back AND LEANED IN.”

“Shut up, J!”

• they didn’t mean to let the rumors keep going.. their families were confused. Damian’s father was so happy for him, clark and Lois were supportive of their son, they loved damian

• and both of them did not want to disappoint their parents. so big f in the chat

• so here damian was, sneaking into his best friends room. also a best friend he just kissed

• he wanted to crawl into a hole and die

• ( all my damians r dramatic, you all have to sit here and take it ok? )

“Sup, shirhead.”

“Hey, loser.”

“Let’s quit the small talk and get to the chase.”

“.. Dames, that was us just saying hello.”

“And now we’re small talking. Great.”

“Oh my god- Geez. So we kissed and everyone thinks we’re dating.”

“Yes.”

“What do we do?”

“I have no idea, my fathers happy, the happiest he has been in a while.”

“My parents are happy too.”

“.. I know this is a lot to ask for, you probably don’t want to even..”

“Yes.”

“Huh?”

“D, I said yeah-“

“But why?”

“Because-??? Because I did. I can’t explain it, but it just.. Feels right, okay? I’m tired of saying no to people, it makes me anxious and sad since it takes a lot of confidence to confess to someone, so yes.”

“Cool.”

“Cool.”

“Uh. Okay. Bye.”

“Aww, don’t wanna stay the night, babe?”

“Don’t push it.”

• so they played the world basically and lied to their parents and brothers. Yikes.

D: Ew, why are you touching me?

J: *has his arm around D* it’s romantic and we’re dating.

D: ugh.

J: don’t ugh me, you love it.

• damian took jon to galas

J: wait we should dance!

D: hell no

J: we gotta show off our moves

D: you have no moves

J: oh my goooooosh, don’t be a loser!

D: *gets dragged off by Jon to dance.*

J: *dances like a psychopath*

D: *smiles*

• that’s the first time damian had every smiled at a gala. the press ate it up.

• jon shared a smile of his own when he bent down to kiss damian. Damian would never tell Jon that when they kissed in the hallway was his first kiss, it would make this feel ever weirder

• or maybe realer than it actually is

• as time went on, 1 month to be exact, it felt so real. Damian began kissing jons cheek, wearing jons clothes, walking hand and hand with Jon to class. Jon began putting clothes on damian, sleeping over with damian, walking him to class, and hugging him from behind

• why was this happening? It’s all fake, they only had to do it in public, so why were they doing it in private? Why were they holding hands in private? Why were they cuddling in private? Why were they kissing in private?

• what was happening? why are they mixing fiction into reality

• and why did they both seemingly not realize

• as damian sank into bed, rolling onto jons chest and falling asleep, jon realized how happy he felt when holding damian close, how he watched damian peacefully sleep. when they slept as kids, he heard damian tossing and turning all night or watching him sleep like a corpse. he liked this.

• their stupid friend group, they told them that it was all fake.

• it was easier, ok?

• but then the little friend group had a small hangout or mini party as tai’s. they watched as jon just moved damians legs off the couch and then put them back onto his lap before grabbing a controller, or how when they watched a moving, jons head was on damians lap, the friends just shared glances, maya wanted to say something, but she chose to not, and instead kept silent

• maya was worried for Damian and Kathy & Tai for jon. but the whole group was worried for the both of them as a whole

• because it seemed like it was getting realer and realer. none of them wanted their relationship to get fractured when they decided to end this fake relationship, it was weird, they most likely didn’t need to keep this fake relationship up anymore. It’s been a month and a half, but they said they wanted to keep people away.. but still?

• do they want to do this forever until 1 of them has a crush on someone? they knew their other reasons, but..

• their friends just watched as at lunch, damian just planted himself on jons lap as jon fed him like a baby ( maya knew damian hated being treated like a baby.. ) before he pecked jons cheek and went off to debate club

Tai: Hey Jon?

Jon: yeah?

Tai: what’s up with you two?

Jon: what do you mean?

Tai: you two seem.. closer

Jon: of course we are..

Tai: no. Like closer. In private.

Jon: I don’t know what you mean

Maya: you guys act like a couple in private.

Kathy: are you guys.. yknow, actually dating?

Jon: no?

Jon: wait. are we?

• jon and damian had to talk.

• damian doesn’t know when he began having fuzzy feelings for damian or when jon had those feelings for dames, they never brought it up. they just started doing cute things in private and dates in private, movie nights in private

• after school, jon met up with damian at the gate. Like they always did since they started dating

J: Are we dating?

D: what-?

J: we act like a couple. When we don’t have to

D: uh. I don’t think so?

D: wait are we?

J: are we???

D: uh.

D: sure.

J: alright cool.

D: cool.

J: wanna go get food?

D: yeah

• with that said, damian and jon walked together hand and hand, officially boyfriends.

• but they most likely had been official boyfriends for a wild.

• but it’s extra official now:

[schrijverr]

Q&A pt. 2

After a while it’s time for another Q&A where Dean and Cas answer your questions.

Part of the Famous Husband verse, which is also a series.

On AO3.

Ships: Destiel

Warnings: none, but tell me if I missed anything or you want me to tag something!

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“I like could become an angel, but I’d say no, just because I think it would suck to have to answer to God, as a human it’s at least optional.” Dean said as Cas started giggling.

After that the intro rolled, it was a drawn impala that came down the road, it stopped in the middle of the screen and the drawn Dean gave a wink to the viewers, then he sped off again and the smoke was bridge back to the video.

“Hi Hunters and welcome back to yet another Q&A, I’m here with my husband, Cas, to answer some of your questions, so lets get started.” Dean began the video.

“Hello.” Cas nodded, while Dean opened his phone.

“Okay, first up @Spngrl272, who asks: ‘If you were to dye your hair an unnatural color what would it be and why?’ Hm, interesting, what do you think, angel?” Dean said.

Cas thought about it for a moment, then he answered: “Pink, or maybe red, because I think it would be fun mostly, I do not have a specific reason.”

Dean nodded thoughtfully and said: “Yeah, I can see that. I think I would dye it blue, but it would have to be the color of your eyes, because that’s the best color I know.”

Cas blushed and shoved Dean slightly as he said: “You sap.”

“Only for you, darling.” Dean batted his eyelashes over the top, then he turned to his phone and said: “Next one! This is from @reesespuffs1 and they ask: ‘What’s your favourite memory of each other?’ Now that’s a hard one.”

“I agree there are so many to pick from.” Castiel agreed.

A silence fell and it was obvious that a chunk was cut out between then and the answers while they thought about it.

“I have one, but it’s going to sound really cheesy.” Dean said, “It’s from a few years back and we’d just moved here, we finally had our own place, you know. Anyway, it was a Saturday and you were sleeping in, but I woke up early and I was gonna surprise you with a breakfast in bed.”

Cas was smiling softly as Dean talked, but he softly broke it to say: “I remember that, I’d had a horrible week and we’d gone to bed early.”

“Yeah, exactly.” Deans voice had also gone soft, “But the sun was peaking through the curtains and it hit your face and you were just so peaceful and it was totally like a movie scene and it just struck me how lucky I was to have you and that this was real.”

Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, Cas said: “That was kind of cheesy, but also really sweet.”

“I try.” Dean grinned, “So, what do you got?”

“Well, it’s an old one and there were many others, who also had a lot of potential, but this was from before we were dating.” Castiel told him.

“God, that is old.” Dean commented.

“I know, but it was during exam week and I’d fallen asleep at my desk, I knew I did because I remembered thinking ‘oh god this isn’t good, I should go to sleep.”

Cas got interrupted: “That is such an A+ internal monologue.”

“I was very eloquent back then, you might not notice it nowadays, but I was quite the talker.” Cas joked, before he went on: “So I had fallen asleep at my desk, but I awoke to you carrying me to bed, it was briefly and I dropped off again right after, but I never forgot and you never even mentioned it, but it was very sweet.”

“Ahw, thanks.” Dean said, before clearing his throat and reading out: “@Winter_Wolf101 wants to know: ‘What’s the weirdest fan interaction you’ve ever had?’ Had any already, Cas?”

“Not really, unless you count that girl at the supermarket, who I made eyecontact with and she just dropped a thing full of eggs in surprise.” Cas replied.

Dean laughed at that, before he answered: “I think that had to be the time a girl asked me to sign panties and she just handed me a pair, like she carried them around just in case. Note, this was not during a convention or something, she just happened to have one in her pocket.”

“What?” Cas asked.

“I don’t know either, man, that’s why it was so weird.” Dean shrugged.

“That is quite unusual.”

“Next question is from @Why_do_you_want_to_know, who asks: ‘What is Cas’ weirdest habit?’ I think we answered this in the husband tag video and I mentioned your eating habits with burgers.” Dean answered.

“Did you think of a new answer?” Cas asked.

“Lemme think,” Dean hummed, then: “Oh, yeah, Claire mentioned this to me. I hadn’t even noticed until she pointed it out, but that’s just because I haven’t lived without you for over a decade. But you don’t really blink whenever you’re listening to someone.”

“Really?” Cas frowned.

“It’s nothing bothersome or anything and I’m not even sure that counts as a habit, but it is peculiar.” Dean was quick to say.

“I guess, I don’t really feel the need to blink usually.” Cas said thoughtfully.

“Dude just you saying that would have made it into the docu.” Dean grinned, “Which brings us to the next question from @Shazzy_Cat_1903 and they ask: ‘We all know that Cas is an angel, but if Dean were a mythical creature, which would he be?’ What do you think?”

“I would say you’re also an angel, since you’re so caring and nice, but I don’t think you would agree with that.” Cas answered.

“Yeah.” Dean replied, “I like could become an angel, but I’d say no, just because I think it would suck to have to answer to God, as a human it’s at least optional.”

Cas choked on a breath, before he started giggling at that. Getting a glint in his eyes, Dean went on: “Or I’d go full demon, just to make us Romeo and Juliet and God would be sitting on his big throne in heaven just face-palming while you try to sneak around with me, forgetting he’s all knowing.”

Cas giggled some more, but he managed: “No, I’d try to get you to stop being a demon to make it alright again and you’d be grumpy about it.”

Dean laughed too and agreed: “Yes, yes, I would be. Very grumpy that I do not get to be a demon with little horns and a pitchfork.”

“I think that’s about as accurate as an angel having a harp, Dean.” Cas told him with a fond eyeroll.

“Aha, and how would you know that, angel?” Dean joked, getting another eyeroll.

Then more serious, he said: “Maybe I’d be a vampire, they’re cool and if you’re an angel then at least I’m immortal and get to spend forever with you.”

“That would be nice.” Cas said softly, before it cut to Dean reading the next question: “@Destiel_heaven, god, we did that ourselves didn’t we.”

“Technically it was Sam, who came up with it.” Cas said.

Dean pointed into the camera accusingly and said: “If you’re seeing this Sam, this is all your fault.”

A small message appeared: If I recalled correctly it was you, who first said the name out loud for the internet :( XP  ~Sam

“But what did they ask?” Cas asked.

“Uhm,” Deans eyes flickered back to his phone screen, “‘How long have you gone without talking to each other? And if you guys fight, who is the one to apologize first and make up?’”

“I don’t think we don’t talk to each other when we’re mad.” Castiel said.

“Yeah, I’m usually too sad about not seeing you that I try to make up as quickly as I can, and I think you do the same.” Dean agreed.

“But we usually don’t argue about important things, it’s mostly stupid stuff like you using my charger.” Cas said.

“It’s a pretty even balance, I’d say.”

“And I’d agree.”

“Cool, moving on then, @Lightningbugqueen, what a name by the way, wants to know: ‘How have Cas’ students been acting after they found out about Dean?’ Care to enlighten us, dear?” Dean read the next one.

“Mostly the same, it gets hard to be impressed when they have to listen to me talk about American History and force them to do assignments, but there are some questions here and there whenever you upload a video and a few of them did not trust me for the week between you taking a break and your documentary about me.” Castiel answered.

“First time your teacherness saved you from having to be social.” Dean grinned.

Castiel pouted: “I don’t think teacherness is a word, Dean.”

“I thought you taught History not English.” Dean was not deterred.

“I’m not that unsocial.” Cas whined.

“I know, sunshine, but you can be awkward. I meant it as a good thing.” Dean said gently.

It was silent for a beat, then Cas said: “I guess you are right that it is nice that this isn’t effecting work in the classroom. I’d hate to think it would be my fault if they got distracted and failed.”

“You are literally the sweetest person ever when you talk about your students.” Dean told him, getting squinted confused eyes and a cocked head in return.

Dean explained: “You care about them all so much and you want them to succeed, it’s really sweet, honestly.”

“Oh.” Cas didn’t really know what to respond to that, so he just said: “Thank you.”

“No problem.” Dean smiled, before turning back to his phone to read: “@Dean-no-no asks: ‘Does Cas get jealous of all the fans swooning over Dean?’ Only you can answer that one, angel.”

“I wouldn’t call in jealousy per se.” Cas said, getting two raised brows from Dean who remembered that the whole reason Cas barged in on that live stream so long ago was because of jealousy.

“Don’t look at me like that, I wasn’t done yet.” Cas told him, “I wouldn’t call in jealousy, more possessiveness. Jealousy implies that I feel like I don’t get the same attention as your fans, but you do still pay a lot of attention to me, it’s sometimes more that I feel some comments go a bit too far for the connection there is.”

“What?” Dean asked, “I get the start, but that last part.”

“Oh, yeah, it’s- They know a lot more about you then you from them, it’s just how it is, but sometimes comments come across as if you’re both the best of buds and it can go a bit too far in my  opinion.” Cas explained.

“Ah.” Dean got it, “Yeah, sometimes it can be a bit personal or uncomfortable.”

Cas nodded as Dean went on: “Now the last question is from @FanFictionIsLife1234, who asks: ‘What was the moment you realized you were in love with the other?’ Ending on a sappy note.”

“You love sappy notes.” Cas teased lightly.

“I absolutely do, but that’s just between us two. I think I answered this before, about us in the forest, but I’m curious about your answer.” Dean said.

“But that’s when you realized you liked me, when did you realize you loved me, I think that’s different. I knew I liked you when I stayed with you for the holidays and I just never felt more at home and happy than I did that summer, but I knew I loved you when we’d just moved in together and suddenly I realized how domestic we’d gotten.” Castiel answered.

Dean got a thoughtful expression on his face, before he said: “I guess you’re right.”

“Of course I am.” Cas grinned smugly.

“Little bastard.” Dean told him fondly, “But I do like your answer, most people don’t realize it’s the little things that really keep people together.”

“It’s kind of like in The Lord of the Rings, it’s the little things that keeps the evil at bay.” Cas agreed getting a look from Dean, “I’ve spend time with Charlie lately.”

“Ah, yeah that’ll do that to you.” Dean smiled, “But as for my answer, I think, god this is hard, I’ve always loved you it seems and picking something is hard, cause it was this slow built and suddenly I didn’t know how to exist without loving you, you know?”

Cas leaned into his side and said: “That is also a very sweet and good answer.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

It was quiet for a moment, then Dean cleared his throat and said: “Well, I think I’m ending the video now, hopefully you all enjoyed it.”

“I’m sure they did.” Cas smiled, making eyecontact and getting a smile back that could be the definition of hearteyes.

Cutting to the endcard Dean did his outro: “Like this video if you did, leave a comment, hit the subscribe button and ring that bell, there are links to more of me and Cas over here and I’ll see you on the road, bye!”

Then the video ended.

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When Dean talked about loving

Cas my heart exploded, they’re

just made for each other.

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Lollll little demon dean killed me

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THE QUEERS HAVE BEEN FED BY THE GAY OVERLORDS

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If you told me a year ago that

Dean would be sappy with his

husband on main, I’d have

laughed, what a timeline to live in

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Who is that girl with the panties

I feel like I need to know more

about this, wtf

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Dean can carry Cass, get yo self a

swole man

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fuck guess it’s time to write a

Romeo and Juliet angel/demon

AU now, fuck

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This man calls his husband the

sappiest nicknames, little bastard

and dude, get a man who can do

both lol

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theyre so sweet, id puke if it wasnt

so cute

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Cas is my spirit animal when it

comes to social interaction

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THEYRE SO CUTEEEEEE!

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[queenofnohr]

Aeaean Spring Breeze - Ch. 2: Once Upon a Time

Dreamwidth version here.

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[We open with a “storybook” segment.]

Once upon a time... On a certain island, there lived a very powerful witch.

Witch: I can do anything. Healing people, transforming people, making poison, giving advice, dispensing prophecy— there is nothing that is beyond my power.

And it was true. Living all alone on an island didn’t hinder her at all. But, even if it wasn’t a hindrance, it was lonely. In truth, when she walked along the sandy beach, or looked up at all the stars strewn about the night sky, or when she ate her meals, or when she would lie down at night to sleep— she was always faintly longing for another to stay with her.

—However. She was a witch. And as a witch, loneliness shouldn’t exist for her. Those who knew the witch thought as much, and she, herself, thought so as well. It was a small thing, really, but it was enough to bring about a fatal discrepancy.

—Some time passed. A boat came ashore on the witch’s island. The warriors on the ship were finally on their way back home after a long, long war.

Witch: —That man looks like he’s made of iron.

One look, and the witch took a liking to the ship’s captain. So she thought she would do to him what she did to any other warrior.

[Storybook segment over]

Mash: The Great Hero Odysseus! You mean he’s the same Odysseus who’s not only celebrated for his feats in the Trojan War, but also the origin for the very word that encapsulates “adventure”!? Ah, but that would also mean he’s Circe’s— ……Oh, pardon me. Circe: I don’t mind if you say it, Mash. Go ahead and say whatever you were going to!

> So he’s your ex……

Circe: HE’S TOTALLY NOT!! Or, no, would he be considered one? …...No, no, it’s totally different. He’s definitely not my ex. Orion: ……Here’s my interpretation. This smell…… Yes, it’s the stink of a 24 karat, undistilled, 100% romcom. Or something like girls gossiping about the guys they like at a slumber party…… Mash: Girl talk!

> Romcom!!

Circe: Kuwah! (She made a totally weird noise) Orion: Be honest, you! Circe: Well, let’s see…… …… …… ……No, it’s like…… or is it? I give up, I don’t really understand myself. Even though I’m a Great Witch. Orion: In any case, we should return to the others. If you’ve got lingering feelings, bring ‘em up. If you don’t, leave it be. Even separation is important when it comes to romance. Circe: Being lectured on love by a stuffed bear is so humiliating……!! Orion: Kokokokoko. (He’s laughing.) I may look cute, but on the inside I’m a romance veteran!

> It’s because Artemis is far a—

Orion: YOU’RE MISTAKEN!!

> Only because a certain goddess isn’t here……

Orion: Hyohyohyohyo (He’s laughing) Circe: (One of these days, this guy is gonna get slapped for going along with this)

Circe: Well, wait a sec before we head back. I’m gonna give myself a little something so I don’t act out.

> A little something?

Circe: ...... ...... There we go. Orion: What did you do? Circe: I put a little limiter on my emotions. This way, no matter what happens, it’ll be like I’ve reached enlightenment. ……Well, I don’t really know if “reaching enlightenment” is the correct turn of phrase, it’s just the feeling I get!

[back at the beach]

Arjuna: Oh, you’ve returned. What happened? Circe: Well…… this and that. Anyway, about that guy— Arjuna: Speaking of that Servant, I have some deeply disappointing news. Circe: ? ???: It seems I’ve lost my memory. Circe: Your memory......? Georgios: I thoroughly interrogated him, and it doesn’t seem like he’s lying. Orion: Oh, don’t worry, we know his True Name. Arjuna: How? Orion: Circe knew it. His name is Odysseus. It goes without saying he’s a hero from the Trojan War. Arjuna: —I see. Odysseus, huh? If that’s the case, I want to gauge his skill. Circe: Oi, oi, are you really picking a fight? Arjuna: I’m a warrior. Even a small glimpse of his conduct in battle, and I’ll have a good grasp of his skill level. Odysseus: ……So, I’m Odysseus. Georgios: Did hearing your name bring back some memories……? Odysseus: Unfortunately not. It’s like being caught in a maze. Odysseus…… Even if you tell me it’s my name, even if I know it’s my name, I can’t quite comprehend it. Georgios: This is quite the pickle. Circe, do you have any potions that can restore memory? Circe: If I can think I can make it, then I can make it…… ...... ......Ugh. L- Let me troubleshoot a little. I don’t know what’s interfering. Odysseus: Please do. Circe: ...... ...... Circe: There’s residual magic on him. This can’t be treated with a potion. This means— Someone robbed him of his memory. Everyone else: !! Georgios: Then what should we do? I believe that perhaps he has a deeper connection to this Singularity than anticipated. Odysseus: I think you should account for the possibility that I’m the culprit. Jason: In that case, maybe we should tie him up and leave him be.

> Are you able to come with us?

Odysseus: Certainly. By learning that my True Name is Odysseus, the only thing I remembered was how to use my Noble Phantasm. ……It seems that as a Servant, there is some inherent knowledge and records I possess. If it isn’t a problem, I should be able to use that, at least. Arjuna: That’s promising. Then we’ll search for the solution to this Singularity together with Odysseus. Circe: ...... ...... Mash: Circe, are you okay with that? Circe: ……I guess I’m fine with it. Odysseus: Oh, so you’re Circe? Circe: Right on the money, Odysseus. …...Well, I suppose I’ll work with you until your memory comes back. Odysseus: I look forward to working with you. Circe: *being unsociable* Odysseus: ...... ...... Orion: Circe, you’re a little, uh- maybe smile a bit……? Circe: What are you talking about? I’m always like this. Well, let’s go, Master!

> What’s with this strength……!?

Circe: Don’t be rude to a Great Witch!

> Circe?

Circe: It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s go!

Odysseus: ...... ...... What a close Master-Servant pair. That’s nice to see. Orion: (……She’s totally gonna break Guda’s wrist……)

[we’re in the jungle]

Circe: For now, let’s follow the residual magic left on him. Though it’s hard to track with all these Phantasmal Beasts hanging around…… Well, just leave that part to me. Odysseus: I’m counting on you. Circe: Oh, uh, right. Well, let’s give this a go……

> Seems like you're having a hard time……

Circe: Of course I am!!

> Is Odysseus weighing on your mind?

Circe: Can you stop with that tepid look, Piglet!? I think you totally have the wrong idea!

Odysseus: What’s wrong, Circe? Circe: It’s nothing so don’t you dare come over here! Odysseus: ......Okay. Arjuna: ……I have a problem with the way you’re acting right now. Georgios: Even if you’re only joking, aren’t you being a little impolite to someone who was an old acquaintance? Circe: What is this, a combo attack from the righteousness police!? Jason: No, from a third party’s perspective your behavior is totally that of an evil woman persecuting someone who’s already demoralized by having his memories lost. Circe: Yeah right. That guy is iron. He’s a man whose bones, flesh, and nerves are all made of steel. Odysseus: I see. So that’s how you see me…… Certainly, it’s as you say— I’m not hurt. Because I understand you have a reason for acting this way. Jason: He has total faith in you, O Great Witch. Circe: ……How about I toss some cursed pancakes on you for blessing us with your horrid laugh? Jason: I’ll stop. Circe: Hm. Sorry, but can someone take care of the Phantasmal Beasts ahead of us? We could go around them, but it’ll make it even more difficult to track the residual magic. Jason: Hm. Then looks like you’re up, Odysseus. Odysseus: Me? Jason: Show us the hero who could compare to  Achilles and Hektor in the Trojan War. Oh, the greatest hero in Greece is Heracles, of course. I won’t concede that fact, but you can compete for second place. Odysseus: Understood. It’s certainly true that I can verify my existence with my behavior in combat. Georgios: If you’re apprehensive, I will follow you into battle. Odysseus: Please do. It’ll be welcome in the unlikely event that I’m defeated. Jason: Isn’t the usual response, “I’ll do it alone”? Odysseus: With how I am right now, even if I had said that, it wouldn’t be from my pride as a Heroic Spirit…… it would simply be arrogance. I don’t intend to solely rely on another, but I won’t refuse help. Now then, Guda. Your orders!

[battle]

Odysseus: ……Right, how was that? Arjuna: There’s a solidness to the way you fight. It’s beyond reproach. Rather than a warrior, the way you fight is like that of a strategist. Odysseus: That seems to be in-line with how I lived. Circe, can you continue tracking now? Circe: ...... ...... Odysseus: Circe? Circe: Oh, er, yeah. That was just the first time I’ve seen you fight. Odysseus: Really? Since we knew each other in the past, I assumed we fought alongside each other. Circe: No, Aeaea Island was peaceful. Jason: Because you turned everyone into beasts? Circe: That’s right! Because I’m a Great Witch! Orion: I feel like that isn’t something to brag about. Circe: By the way, I turned your subordinates into beasts. What do you think about that? Awful, right? Odysseus: No, not really. I don’t think it’s acceptable to make snap judgements about a situation. If I’m going to blame someone, I’d want to have all the facts straight first…… To begin with, I’m just a vestige of who I was when I was alive. I have no intention of continuing to hold the grudges I had when alive, especially over strange circumstances. Circe: ...... ......Hmph!!

[she storms off]

Odysseus: ?

[Odysseus follows; they're separate from the rest of the group]

Mash: Circe?

[with them]

Circe: Sorry, it’s nothing. No, let’s see. I’m blaming you for things you didn’t do. But it really is nothing. Odysseus: ……Because I don’t remember, I wanted to avoid answering. Circe: —Fufu. As expected of the Achaeans’ #1 strategist! Alright! The trail is clear again with those Phantasmal Beasts gone. With this it’s a straight shot! Odysseus: Yes, let’s go!

[they walk away, and a picture is snapped]

Jason: Do those two get along or not…… Arjuna: Are we being underhanded and rocking the boat by butting into their business? By the way, Georgios, what did you take a picture of just now? Georgios: Oh, those two looked quite good on camera so I snapped one unintentionally. Jason: So you’re a battlefield photographer…… Mash: About Circe, do you think that she’s still, you know, toward Odysseus……? Er, I mean, do you think she still loves him? Orion: No idea. You’d probably have to ask her yourself. My guess is she finds it amusing and wants to mess with him. Jason: I agree with Orion. That witch wants to take advantage of his weakness. And wants to use him as a shield in a pinch. Arjuna: Ah, I see. So this is what Lady Medea had to deal with as a wife…… Jason: That’s in the past! Circe is Circe, and I’m me! I won’t comment on anything ‘cause I’d like to continue living, thanks!

[switch to Circe's PoV]

—Even lacking his memories, there’s no change in his personality or the way he acts. It’s infinitely frustrating, but also relieving. Because that means he didn’t change how he acted just for me back then. ……It’s reassuring. Even though it’s me, he treats everyone the same. ……It’s also just a bit frustrating. How complicated a maiden’s heart is.

Odysseus: ……I see something. Circe: That’s…… Odysseus: This is your island. Any idea what it is? Circe: ......Not at all. No, to be specific I know what this building is, but…… Why it’s here…… I haven’t the faintest idea. Odysseus: Hm. ......It seems like this is a matter of great interest. Circe: Piglet, can you come here for a sec—?

> What is it?

Circe: Take a look at this. Jason: The stairs lead underground...... It’s bad, that place is giving me a bad feeling! Arjuna: Circe, what do you think of it? Circe: Well, an underground staircase never existed on Aeaea Island! Georgios: If that’s the case, then this place is a clear discrepancy with the original. Odysseus: In other words, we should go down there. Now then, Guda, what do you want to do?

> We have no choice but to go.

Odysseus: Roger that.

> Any objections to going?

Jason: Yes! I say we abandon this Singularity and go home! Georgios: Ha. Ha. Ha. That’s not a valid answer. Denied. Jason: Tsk. ……Isn't this just an open invitation to an underground labyrinth? This is like saying you need a tiger cub— no one needs a tiger cub, not even a little.

Orion: ......Well, I second that bad feeling. Arjuna: Then I’ll be the scout. Georgios: I’ll join you. Master, Circe, and Odysseus will be in the middle. Jason and Orion will bring up the rear. Jason: Oho, that sounds good. …… …… Orion: Jason, if you desert, you’ll become a wandering ghost. Jason: Don’t read my mind! Odysseus: Then, shall we go? Guda, your orders.

> All units, forward!

Arjuna: Roger that. Go, go, go! ……Why did I do that. Jason: Aren’t you the one who did it!?

> Let’s go—!

Orion: Right!

[he goes, then comes back]

Orion: Are you coming or not!? Everyone Else: Sorry.

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Ch. 1 ← → Ch. 3

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

How would you describe yourself in a small group setting? Easy to get along with? Tough as nails? Bitchy? Quiet? Hyper talkative? Etc? Do you like working in small groups? Productive? Restless? Etc. It’s a weird ask, I know.

Uuuuuuuhhhh....okaaaaay? Lol this is kind of a weird ask, Anon. The sort that makes me wonder if I should maybe change the locks on my door...all my passwords.... I tease.

It really depends on how well I know the people in the group and the goal of said group, but I can usually find a way to at least work well enough with people to get the job done if work is involved. If we’re talking social...that’s another issue, lol. If we’re talking social groups, it becomes very much an “Is the juice worth the squeeze” question. If it is, I’ll engage. If not...I’ll endure it until I can go home and read a book, take a nap, generally be a grouchy, unsociable introvert.

I am, however, one of those occasionally extroverted introverts, and I think that is a big factor on how I behave in a group. If I don’t know the people very well, I start in observer mode and sort of sit on the sidelines and speak only when it is absolutely necessary. I’ve heard people call me cold, a snob, or unhelpful, but I’m not disengaged when I'm observing, not at all. I’m listening, getting a feel for the individual members and the group as a whole.

That’s because I usually function as...almost an enabler? in group settings. Or maybe a chameleon. I try to be whatever the group needs me to be. Like if someone has an idea that’s good, I’ll go into “Okay how can we make that happen” mode and start problem solving, working out the details. Does that make sense? I tend not to really contribute many original ideas to group work but by god I will make someone else’s ideas shine like fucking Paris at night on Bastille Day, find a way to synchronize it better than the Bellagio fountains. If someone starts struggling, I’m usually the one to try to pick up the slack and figure out what’s happened with them. It’s a thankless function and comes with very little credit, but hey. Someone’s got to do it.

If I know the group members well and am already comfortable with them...yeah that’s a little different. Then I tend to be a little loud and talkative. The goal then becomes getting others to laugh and to set them at ease, telling stories, building off of theirs. I still do the whole enabling thing, just with more...loudness and snark.

You all get kind of a taste of that with some of my interactions here because most of you don’t know enough of me to find me away from the internet. Like I may very well have interacted in person with a few of you and you’d never know it. It’s a weird situation, lol, but basically the comfort of that distance and the screens between us allows me to be a little more open and more like my “extroverted side” here on tumblr and even in fanfic comment sections.

I hope that those of you who have come to me with ideas or problems both story related and personal feel like I am that enabler here as well. I’d like to think that I have very much a *drops everything* “You have my attention. Proceed...” attitude when someone approaches me. I hope that I actually managed to help you. A few people have come back, others have not, so I guess mixed results on that front, lol.

I’ve had people with whom I have interacted in groups say they “improved me” or “brought [me] out of [my] shell” so to speak and that pisses me right the freak off. It’s got nothing to do with what these people did to me and everything to do with my finally granting them my trust, because that side of me existed long before they saw it. You don’t get to see that laughing, slightly bonkers Tracy in the flesh unless you’ve earned my trust, because (and here’s the introvert thing showing up)...it takes a ton of energy for me to be that person. I will physically and mentally crash afterwards, every time, even if it’s with people I love.

The ironic thing is that as soon as someone tries to claim my personality like that...I shut down. Trust revoked. I’ve had one too many “friendships” try to claim me that way and eventually turn into something toxic, when really I am just too tired to be that person all the time and they wonder what’s wrong with me. If you can’t love both sides, you don’t love me. Does that make me bitchy? Maybe, but I don’t think so.

Do I enjoy working in groups? This is gonna sound really bad, but only if the groups manages to find a sort of rhythm, harmony, synchronicity? I hate being in groups where it’s all negative and drama and not getting shit done. I’d rather quit than deal with that. But since I also hate quitting unless absolutely necessary, I’ll usually suffer through until it’s done and I don’t have to deal with it anymore. If the group is clicking well, it’s awesome and I love it. I think that’s true for most people, lol. Bottom line though is I tend not to seek out groups, but if I am in one, I try to make the best of it, if that makes sense.

Does that answer your question, Anon?