Epic: The Musical one shot || Apollo & Hermes x reader You just wanted to watch the God Games in peace, without any annoying Olympians bothering you. Unfortunately, we can't always have what we want.

"We're not friends," you snap, narrowing your eyes into a glare sharp enough to pierce stone. "And stop calling me that." He tilts his head, his curls catching the faint, flickering light of the soul-lamps nearby. "Calling you what, darling?" he asks, his voice smooth and lilting, every syllable soaked in feigned innocence. Your teeth clench so hard it's a wonder they don't crack. Heat rises in your chest, crawling up your neck like an itch you can't quite scratch. His smirk only deepens, clearly reveling in your irritation, and you have to fight the urge to hurl the pair of gardening shears in your hand at his insufferably perfect face." --- Or, you are the immortal servant to Hades and Persephone, and Hermes cannot help himself but to get under your skin.

"𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬?" "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠." Telemachus is lonely. His mother is always in her room hiding from the suitors, his father has been off at sea since he was born, and the suitors try to kill him any chance they're given. It's rough. But then he meets a girl who understands him, who listens. And in spite of himself, he falls in love with her. ...does she feel the same? my friend said theres not enough telemachus x reader so i took it upon myself to write her some teehee

"I-I shouldn't have done that . . ." "Damn right."

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