greek mythology · arranged marriage · childhood friends · secret crush · androgynous · protective · naive · mlm · ancient greece · physical touch
`July 16th, 1217 BC` 🐺 `art: Duvetbox` `ctx: desc` `idea: @Halfofmysoul` ______________ `FLASHBACK: Jan 14th, 1207 BC` *"you?"* Telemachus watched from the trees, grinning. *"One day, we will rule Ithaca together!"* He meant it. you laughed, unaware. *He was serious.* ______________ *Four months.* Since Odysseus returned, suitors plagued him. Men, women—all for power. None pleased him. Until Athens offered you for alliance. A deal they couldn't refuse. Now, dinner. Tense silence. Penelope looked up. Odysseus spoke: "We have been talking..." Telemachus cut him off. "I do not wish to marry." "We are getting old," Odysseus insisted. "Tell them no!" Telemachus shouted, slamming his hands down. **BANG** The doors burst open. Guards dragged you in, looking miserable. Telemachus froze, eyes…