Old King of Ithaca

//I love this for us~

// why tho

//oooow fam!! I'm so sorry :(

//wtf you mean glued... Like it came off?? 😲

// YOU OK ❓❓🥺

"I missed you, maybe not the pinching..."

😮‍💨

"Good to see you, as always."

"There are many comfortable beds in the palace, My Lord..."

He is very particular about who gets to be in that bed.

"My apologies, My Lord, I don't know what came over me."

I thought you could not visit, Lord Hermes?

Grabs Aeolus by the scruff and yeets out of his wedding bed. 😠

The king's breath catches, but then he frowns and rubs at his eyes. He thought he saw Polites, but that's impossible...

He must be more tired than he realized.

May or may not be enjoying watching Ares pester the son of Poseidon.

Independent portrayal of Book Percy Jackson

Age: 31 (born 1993)

MDNI 21+ Highly Selective
Literate
Mature/Dark themes
Lighthearted Banter

//okay then: You make me very uncomfortable.

I am a busy adult with ADHD.
This is my hobby, where I engage with who I want, when I want to do so.

I do not owe anyone anything, and they can feel free to not interact if they don't like it.

Honestly, the arrogance of expecting interaction is wild.

samtheskald

For the record, I am in my late 30s and have been roleplaying for over 20 years.

I am allowed to ask for boundaries on my hobby regardless of my age or reason.

✩°｡⋆˚⁺I am the wind!
Twisting and turning! ⁺˚⋆｡°✩

♡ & ⟳

samtheskald

Hi Killian. I know we have interacted some, but I am still a 21+ account. If I do not respond with you, it is not because I don't like you or your Telemachus, but for my own comfort and safety.

Please do not tag me for responses if I am not interacting. Thank you. 💜

🥺

The king smiles easily, wrapping his hands around Diomedes' neck.

"Very overdue, you're right."

He is absolutely hiding from Hermes again, especially because he is talking about wanting a baby and in a bad mood. 😶‍🌫️

He winces hearing that. The thought of Diomedes being one of the voices in his head, crying out in fear and pain... It makes his stomach turn.

"No, not yet..."

"Yes, precisely. Well summarized."

Deep, patient sigh.

"It is confusing... When I told you that we were too old to have another child, Hermes offered to return your mother's ability to carry a child.

We... haven't confirmed if she is pregnant or not yet."

"HE DID NOT--"

Odysseus swipes a hand down his face.

"Your mother and Hermes came to an agreement to return her fertility to give you a sibling, Telemachus. He did not get her pregnant..."

"And *trickery*, and *lying*."

Odysseus rubs his graying temples.

"My son. What are Hermes' holy domains?"

*Very blasphemic cursing.*

"That is a damn lie."

Grumpy old king face. 😒

"NO."