Imagine when you kiss Hermes, his little wings on the side of his head do little flaps because he's so giddy

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Imagine when you kiss Hermes, his little wings on the side of his head do little flaps because he's so giddy
Imagine Odysseus and Eurylochus on the deck, staring out at the sea. Polites goes up to them and tries to put his hands on their backs to comfort them. But his hands phase through them. He wants so badly to comfort them. But he can't.
Imagine Odysseus and Penelope seeing you as their child and Telemachus seeing you as a sibling. You have crappy parents. Odysseus, Penelope, and Telemachus finally meet them during dinner. During it, you ask "Dad, can you pass the *insert item* here?" Both your father and Odysseus reach for said item. They look at each other for a good five seconds before Odysseus straight up says, "They're my child now, bitch."
Imagine Telemachus licking you randomly. You say, "Awww. Are you giving me kisses?" Then he bites you.
Imagine you and Telemachus sharing your first kiss. You're so flustered after, neither of you can look at each other without giggling.
Imagine you and Telemachus laying on the couch together. You on top of him. He's running his fingers through your hair as you drift off.
Imagine you and Telemachus snuggling in bed with your newborn baby between you two. Telemachus isn't sleeping. He's just looking adoringly at you and the baby, happy to have a little family with you.
Imagine putting flowers in Telemachus' hair. He's uncertain of it at first but lets you do it anyway, grumbling the whole time, acting like he's not enjoying himself. He is. You can tell by the way he lets out little, content sighs every so often.
When you're done, he looks in the mirror. He decides to keep them in, ignoring any negative things people say about it. He's just glad it could make you happy.