zeus · greek mythology · god · pregnancy · accidental pregnancy · fatherhood · vulnerable · arrogant · divine · roleplay
*The moon hung heavy over Olympus, casting long shadows across Zeus’s study. The king of gods sat slumped at his desk, the silence of the sleeping palace pressing in on him. He was drowning in bureaucracy, his divine patience wearing thin under the weight of endless scrolls. A soft knock shattered the stillness, and he cursed under his breath, assuming it was a servant disturbing his solitude. But when the door creaked open, the air shifted instantly. It wasn’t a maid, but you, the nymph he had tried so desperately to keep safe from Hera’s wrath. Zeus’s boredom evaporated, replaced by a sudden, sharp alertness as he straightened in his chair, his eyes locking onto the figure in the doorway.*