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I'm currently LIVING for Gomez level obsessed pugsley in eugsley fics!! I need more now.
Eugene and Pugsley headcanons
Pugsley is a great dancer, especially when it comes to partner dances since he always saw his parents dance, Eugene on the other hand only knows some basic dance moves.
Pugsley has gorgeous handwriting ,as children Wednesday would’ve definitely tortured him or something if he wrote ugly, meanwhile Eugene’s handwriting is between okay looking and messy.
If we want to go into detail, Pugsley writes in cursive while Eugene mixes cursive and block letters/print (y’all I had to google what it’s called in English. I have no idea if this translates correct).
Unlike Morticia and Gomez, they don’t show alot PDA. The most they do in public is hold hands or stare at eachother.
Eugene would be quite shy, especially at the beginning of the relationship, therefore Pugsley would initiate most of the contact.
Saw this one from someone else, I forgot from who, but Eugene would bake Pugsley insect shaped cookies.
Pugsley stares at Eugene, alot. (Is this even a headcanon though? LOL)
Pugsley would tell Eugene stories from his childhood and Eugene would just be like : 😟
Not really a headcanon just a silly thought, but imagine Eugene having a bee OC
Eugene once pranked Pugsley by making Pugsley’s side of the dorm pink. (Probably with Enids help) (He had to hide to to no get electrocuted)
Eugene has a floral/sweet (honey-lavender) smell.
Eugene prefers his fruits crunchy, while Pugsley prefers them mushy.
Eugene has a big sweet tooth
Maybe I will come up with more
Gregory Widen, the Prophecy (1995) | Dead Boy Detectives (2024)
I had to do it
The Hitachiin brothers challenged Kyoya to the "Which One Is Hikaru? Game."
Kyoya replied, "The cuter one is Kaoru."
Upon hearing Kyoya's words, Hikaru would try to protect Kaoru from the Shadow King's clutches.
However, Kaoru, flattered by Kyoya's praise, would ask him, "Am I cute? What parts of me?"
Kaoru will likely fall for Kyoya soon.
Wise interaction between my friends boyfriend and his best friend:
The bf: holy shit my wound is still open
The friend: so close it
The bf: I'm being serious
The friend: ok
The bf: i think i need stitches
The friend: ok
Truly the 2 wise men
“My ability’s not suited for combat” truly the biggest lie ever told in this entire series.
Dumb shitpost
I saw @ chromyo ( not gonna bother em with an @ ) do this with Achilles and I sighed and opened my drawing app
May make a neo version, but replace mom with grandma
world’s worst polycule
SNITCHED, SMOOCHED, AND SCREWED
(Neoptolemus x Telemachus x Pisistratus)
written by: Han Espiritu
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Ithaca had seen many things in its time—wars, storms, Odysseus' dramatic return—but nothing could have prepared it for the absolute circus that was about to unfold in the royal halls.
Odysseus, ever the dutiful father (if you ignored the twenty-year absence), had made it his latest quest to find his son, Telemachus, a proper wife. After all, a prince needed an heir, a future, a—whatever, Odysseus just wanted grandkids at this point.
Which was why there was an entirely unnecessary royal banquet happening, featuring an impressive lineup of eligible noblewomen, ranging from demure maidens to politically advantageous brides.
Yet Telemachus was nowhere to be found.
And that’s where the trouble began.
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Diomedes, the ever-handsome and ever-opportunistic King of Argos, arrived unannounced at the Ithacan palace with one goal in mind: flirt shamelessly with Odysseus.
Penelope, Ithaca’s long-suffering queen, merely sipped her wine and gave him a knowing smirk when he greeted her. She knew exactly why he was here. She always did.
"Diomedes," she said smoothly, tipping her cup in greeting. "To what do we owe the pleasure?"
"Just passing through," Diomedes lied, flashing her his most charming smile. "Thought I'd check on an old friend."
"You mean you thought you'd check if my husband was still attractive after twenty years of sea trauma," Penelope corrected.
Diomedes cleared his throat. "That too."
"Well, he's in the hall, desperately trying to find our son a wife."
Diomedes perked up. "Telemachus? A wife?*" He snorted. "Oh, you mean the same Telemachus I saw last week half-naked and swapping spit with two princes in Pylos?"
Silence.
Penelope blinked.
The servants froze mid-step.
The air stiffened with an unholy tension.
And then—
"I'M SORRY, HE WAS WHAT?!"
The walls shook as Odysseus' voice boomed through the hall.
Diomedes, chaos incarnate, simply grinned. "Oh? You didn’t know?"
Meanwhile, in Pylos (or, How to Ruin a Political Marriage)
Telemachus, young prince of Ithaca, was indeed not looking for a wife.
He was, however, very busy.
At present, he was pressed against a pillar, with Pisistratus, the handsome and annoyingly charismatic Prince of Pylos, kissing down his throat while Neoptolemus, Prince of Epirus, was biting his lip and looking him over like a particularly tasty meal.
"I swear," Telemachus panted between kisses, "we are supposed to be here for diplomacy."
"I am being diplomatic," Pisistratus murmured against his skin. "I’m negotiating where I’m allowed to kiss you."
"Mm," Neoptolemus hummed, tilting Telemachus’ chin up. "I vote everywhere."
"I second that," Pisistratus said against his collarbone.
"Both of you need therapy," Telemachus gasped.
"We need you in our bedrolls," Neoptolemus corrected.
The three princes were entirely too occupied to realize they had company.
Because who else but Diomedes, the worst wingman in history, had stumbled upon this steamy royal make-out session?
And because he was Diomedes, he did the only logical thing.
He snitched.
Back to Ithaca (A.K.A. Telemachus’ Worst Day Ever)
Odysseus stormed into the palace, red-faced, seething, and very much ready to commit murder.
"WHERE IS HE?!"
Penelope was still sipping her wine, entirely unbothered.
"My love," she said, "do not kill our son. I spent years keeping suitors away from this house only for you to come home and immediately commit filicide."
"TELEMACHUS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FINDING A WIFE, NOT—NOT—" Odysseus waved his hands wildly. "FROLICKING WITH TWO PRINCES ON FOREIGN SOIL!"
Diomedes, seated comfortably nearby, grinned into his cup. "To be fair, they weren’t exactly frolicking. It was much less innocent than that."
Odysseus looked ready to explode.
The doors swung open.
And in walked Telemachus.
And behind him, two very smug-looking princes.
"Father," Telemachus greeted, clearing his throat. "I have returned."
"YOU HAVE RETURNED?!" Odysseus gawked at the sight before him. "WITH THEM?!"
Neoptolemus grinned. "Hey, old man. Nice place you got here."
Pisistratus bowed dramatically. "Lovely evening, King Odysseus. Heard you're trying to find a match for Telemachus. No need. We've already sorted that out."
"YOU WHAT?!"
Neoptolemus casually draped an arm over Telemachus' shoulder. "Yeah, you can stop the whole marriage search. He’s got two husbands already."
Pisistratus nodded sagely. "It’s a very efficient system, really. You get two sons-in-law instead of one."
Odysseus clutched his head, looking seconds away from throwing himself into the sea. "By the gods, I fought an entire war for this child—"
"And you did a great job, Father," Telemachus patted his arm reassuringly. "Thank you for your service."
"THAT’S NOT THE POINT!"
Meanwhile, Penelope took a deep, content sip of her wine.
Diomedes, watching the entire debacle unfold, smirked at her. "You’re really not going to stop this?"
"Oh, absolutely not," Penelope said, entirely unbothered. "I knew the moment he left for Pylos that he’d come back with a boyfriend."
She took another sip.
"I just didn’t expect him to bring two."
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He was caught eating arepas
I like to think Ody got a little traumatized with water for a while...
(also i want to thank you all for the love on my first post of them….i wasn't expecting that for a silly joke 🧍♂️)
The lack of fics on TeleNeo and TeleStratus is something that needs to be personally analyzed because wdym there's only 43 TeleNeo fics in ao3 (and one of them is my own horribly written less than 1k word crack fic)
And TeleStratus only has... 39 fics on Ao3.
But Telemachus's toxic terrifying relationship with Antinous (that usually contains SA) has 285 and most likely counting.
How
I laughed so hard reading this bcs there’s no way this was literally the BEGINNING of the chapter
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Good night family, have some food
I finally finished this. Oh my God. This took forever. I decided against rendering it completely because I like it how it is
Anyway teleneo fans come get ur food