my best friend (in love with a writer): He said we're just like Icarus- isnt that romantic?
me (aromantic, neurovidergent, ancient history special intrest): ...neither of you were raised in a impossible labrinth created by your father, Deadalus??

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my best friend (in love with a writer): He said we're just like Icarus- isnt that romantic?
me (aromantic, neurovidergent, ancient history special intrest): ...neither of you were raised in a impossible labrinth created by your father, Deadalus??
Could u write something for Zagreus and a dryad!reader ❝ the more important question is: why are you here? ❞ 💙💙💙
There’s no one like you
Zagreus x Dryad!reader (reader is implied to be fem! but it’s never specially written)
So sorry for the wait! Ty for the request!💓💓
CW: Swearing, mentions of fighting, Zag being a cocky mf
Poly!Solangelo werewolf part 3(?) will be coming out shortly!
Dryad’s are tree spirits for some context!
You peeked out from behind your tree, he was still there. He was laying on the floor- eyes closed and breathing deeply, he couldn’t have been asleep because he would open his eyes or twitch his hand every few minutes.
Being as still us humanly- err, Dryadly- possible, you crept out from behind your tree, leaving the safe comfort of your leaves. You balled your fist up, ready to punch if necessary. ‘You were scary! You could totally land a hit!’ Hopefully.
You stood above him, glaring down at him. He was handsome alright, but he looked beaten up. A black eye, a long scar running down his cheek- gods dam who has this kid been fighting? Hades?
His eyes flutter open and widen slightly at the sight of you, “hello, my lady.” You scoffed and started walking away. “Why are you here?” He said, tracking quick and burning footsteps following after you. You glared over to him and then stopped in your tracks, spinning to face the weird stranger with hands on your hips. ❝The more important question is: why are you here? ❞ He looked surprised for a moment then gave you an amused smile, like he knew something you didn’t, “while I’m trying to escape.” What? Was he a Shade or something? No, he couldn’t be, he looks too lively. You weren’t really paying attention to his words, till you heard the phrase ‘prince of the Underworld’ escape his mouth.
“Wait”, you interrupted, “who even are you?” “I’m Zagreus.” Oh shit. The prince. Did you just sass the prince?!
Welp.
Zagreus eventually ended up leaving, though you did give him a leaf from your tree out of pity, he bid you farewell with an annoying smile and a wink.
You sighed, and closed your eyes as you let sleep take its ever-so-gentle hold on you, you should really thank Hypnos one of these days.
You were awoken by heavy breathing and groans of pain. You opened your eyes just to see Zagreus again! Except this time he was severely injured and bleeding.
He muttered soft “ow”’s and hisses of pain as you fixed him up with the little medical knowledge you had. You had encouraged him to continue, and he did so with a smile! You heard he even made it to see Meg, but she did end up kicking his ass.
His visits would continue like that. You two had become close, Zagreus would tell you stories of all the adventures he would go in, and talk to you about his other friends. It felt good to know that he was loved for. That he wasn’t completely alone. He showed up everyday, until the days he spent with you became fewer and fewer.
What felt like years, which was probably 3 weeks or so (time in the Underworld was always strange) from when you had last seen Zag. You wondered if he made it out, to go be with his mom. You didn’t like the idea of never seeing him again, but he deserved it. He’s worked so hard for this it’s almost impossible to be upset with him.
One day, you were cleaning out your tree when you pricked your finger on a thorn. “Ouch!” You whined, pulling your hands back and frowning. “Are you okay?” An all-too-familiar voice called out to you. You turned around so quickly you might have fallen if you hadn’t immediately ran into his arms.
Zag picked you up and spun you around. You laughed and got settled back down on your feet, the world spinning. “Why are you here?”
❝The more important question is: why are you here? ❞
He gave you the smile that you had grown too fond of and wrapped an arm around your waist, connecting your guys’ lips. You closed your eyes but you swear you could see fireworks and feel butterflies. This was perfect. Everything is just perfect.
I still remember your eyes from the night we met
I wonder how they could shine from the moonlight
How they lit up just like rhinestones!
Such beauty to behold!
That mesmerising gaze of yours has taken hold of my soul
I still remember your smile from our very first date
The very same smile that puts the sun to shame
The whole world stops to stare at your bright and refreshing flair
I don't think that it would be fair if I couldn't get a share
I know it's oh so rare of me to tell you how I feel
I wish I'd told you everything to make things even clear
Sometimes I wonder about the little things that could've been
Perhaps, I should have told you the truth
But, hey, I know it's too late now...
silly alt ocs
Elliott and Mary
there has to be some kind of med for people with crushes cause I can't keep smiling to myself in public when I think of em, gurl it's hysteria at this point somebody sedate me
Bedtime
Person 1: I have this paper due in 3 days!
Person 2 from bed: exactly. 3 days. Come to bed.
Person 1: No. Did you not hear what i said!?
Person 2 gets up and starts planting kisses on 1’s neck
Person 1: *obviously flustered* wha- what are you doing?
Person 2 between kisses: wooing you to bed. *kiss* Is it working?
Person 1: (0_0; )
I’d think if someone was interested in me, they’d message me but maybe he’s thinking the same thing
EDUARDO X LAUREL!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! Al fin lo eh terminado!!! Me siento realizada!