Good morning Punpkin, a request please, how does Octavius feel if he is in love with the reader, but since this man is proud he will never say it, while he sees the reader and Apollo kissing from afar
﹏ the most cowardly man who ever lived ﹏
— apollo x fem!reader x Octavian
warnings: angst if you squint, focuses on octavian's perspective, language, I think.
a/n: hey pumpkin here! I hope you enjoy this because it was actually interesting to write. i loved. i kiss you back from afar! mwuah
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It was like one of those scenes where when the main couple is having a mushy kiss and suddenly the camera focuses on the other love interest in the distance, contemplating the scene with sunken eyes and thunder in the sky because in the end, they weren't chosen.
That's exactly how it was for Octavian.
It wasn't just Aphrodite who would laugh at him, but the entire Olympus.
He could feel his feelings slipping through his fingers like acid, and anger tightening his guts with jealousy. How could he fall in love with you? He bitterly snorted as he violently wiped the tear falling down his cheek. He had VIP tickets to see you kissing Apollo, who besides apparently being the love of your life, was HIS ANCESTOR.
He sat on some rock, which was the softest thing he had felt in a while, and despite his chest burning, he kept watching.
"That should be me," he thought. But of course not. He knew he never stood a chance against him or anyone else who tried to steal your heart because he never gave himself the chance to let you know his feelings, to do something, not even to be closer to you. You didn't go beyond a polite greeting or him admiring you from afar, because he was so scared, he was an idiot and so egocentric.
Without taking his eyes off you, Octavian touched the small plush rabbit hanging from his offering belt, laughing with teary eyes. It was for you, but he never gave it to you and never would. In the end, it would end up as an offering to Apollo, what irony.
But that's how things were, he wouldn't complain either, nor would a wave of bravery make him scream in the sky to challenge the god and threaten to fight for your heart. Of course not.
Because he was Octavian, the most cowardly man who ever lived.
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Thanks for doing that Lester x Non Binary Dionysus reader! I really loved it and I'm sorry for being so vague about it I wasn't sure what exactly I wanted. But it made me think, what would happen if Dionysus found out that Apollo and his child were dating? I think it would be fun. Take your time, I love your oneshots <333
oops, father found out ˚ ༘ ⋆
— apollo x child of dionysus!reader
previous part (no need to read it)
Warnings: none!
a/n: hi again! I'm glad you liked the last part and don't worry sometimes it's hard for us to know what we want. Here you go, I hope you like it ❤️ And thank you for your support 🥹🫶🏻 I hope i did well on this one too.
— What? Did you lose your mind, kid?! — You chuckled at the obvious reference to your father's powers. Usually, you'd be scared out of your wits, but with Apollo by your side, things just seemed easier. If that wasn't love, then what was it? — Don't make me punish you!
Apollo sighed. — Brother...
— Exactly, you're my brother! It's your—
— Stop! — You pleaded as you brought your hands to your head. You looked at Dionysus, his nose getting redder when he got angry. — You don't have DNA, father.
He snorted.
— I don't care, this can't happen.
— But it's already happening — your boyfriend defended. To your surprise, Apollo stood up straighter, more convinced, determined not to let you be separated, not after all the eons he spent searching for the love of his life. — And I love them. Be sure of that, brother. My intentions are not to hurt them.
Dionysus gritted his teeth and looked at Pollux, who had his gaze fixed on some point, thinking gods only know what. You, who knew him better than anyone, thought he looked surprised but not angry, because he had already lost a brother. Clearly, he didn't want to lose another sibling... but things were different, different situations, that's what he thought.
The room remained tense for different reasons; you couldn't believe the stupid reason you had been caught. Maybe it would have been better if your father had caught you kissing behind the cabin or holding hands, but you never imagined it would be because of the trace of your perfume on Apollo's clothes.
"I gave it to you!" your father said when he shook your boyfriend's shirt in your face, and you let out nervous giggles.
The question that haunted you was whether your father would take all this seriously and not let them be together because sometimes he could be strict and stubborn.
— You know what it is...
Apollo's voice filled the room of The Big House, and you could see Chiron discreetly pacing to catch up on the gossip. Dionysus raised an eyebrow and leaned over his brother, who, holding his brother's fleeting gaze, never faltered.
— What are you saying, Apollo?
— Falling in love — he replied, and you stopped feeling the situation funny; instead, a warmth spread across your cheeks. Pollux glanced at you sideways, and a small smile formed on his face. Things were getting better and better.
— Don't talk nonsense, Apollo.
— I'm not, brother. You and Ariadne—
— No! — the other exclaimed with a growl, his eyes bubbling with fury.
Apollo sighed again and approached his brother even closer, almost touching noses.
— Don't forget how you felt every time father scolded you.
— It's not the same!
— No, but you know what it's like to love someone so much that you lose the reason for your being, brother. — Apollo stepped back, his eyes shining with confidence. — I won't make them feel less than a deity or part of royalty I'll adore them with my soul until the ether dissipates. You know I've changed, brother, and for them, Me, a god, would die.
Dionysus wanted to intervene; however, Apollo kept speaking, pouring his heart out with every word.
— I would vanish and all humanity with the absence of my light before I even think of disappointing your child.
Pollux slid until his shoulders bumped, and you looked at him amazed. He smiled and hooked his pinky with yours. "I like him, I accept it," he wanted to say.
The place filled with silence, and your father looked away from Apollo for the first time to fix his gaze on you.
— Leave, I need to talk to my brother alone.
And although you would have liked to contradict him, you obeyed because you finally noticed the emotion he was hiding behind the anger in his eyes; there was nothing but fear, and you would have to endure until he let you know because despite how tough he could seem, he was your father. The same one who raised you with love and affection.
Before walking further from the porch, you could see through those curtains a hug, and you sighed. Everything would be fine.
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