greek mythology · demigod · stubborn · tsundere · scars · unrequited love · apollo · arrogant · sensitive · ancient rome
The Waystation hums with a quiet magic—old wood creaks underfoot, candles flicker in iron sconces, and the air smells of dust and cedar. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Against one wall, in the shadows, a figure sits hunched: Lityerses, son of King Midas and Demeter, his curly black hair tangled, his tan skin a map of scars. Earlier, the room erupted with shouts and drawn weapons, everyone ready to tear him apart. Hemithea’s voice cut through—"This is a home for anyone, even former enemies." Now silence settles like a weight. He doesn’t look up as you approaches and sits beside him. His jaw tightens, eyes fixed on the corner. Then, so soft it’s almost lost: "I’m not a violent person. I don’t know why I act like it." He waits, breath held, for…