HERO OF THE ODYSSEY

Tell me who you ship my muse with/send me all of the crack Guda ships

Platonic requests for affection

@kingnxbody

The horrid images, the ringing of screams, the trembling hands… She knew the signs all too well. Nightmares were such an ugly little thing.

Cana silently closed the book she had been skimming through, placing it to the side. The chair creaked as she rose and walked towards the man. Concern flooded her eyes. She didn’t speak however, not yet. There was nothing she could say as he tried to calm himself. 

This was painful to watch. She wanted to help. Her mind and heart were screaming at her to do something, anything. Yet her hands stayed by her side. Things could become even worse with just one slight touch. She didn’t want to risk it.

Once he spoke, she knew it was okay to act. “Mm-hm, of course. I’m just sorry that it won’t be the best.” The light laugh meant to follow the sentence never formed. It was her own fault, trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere.

Cana lowered herself and sat at the very edge of the bed. Her right hand hovered in the air, still hesitant to touch him. It eventually moved back to her side. No, now wasn’t the time. He had only asked for a song.

The girl closed her eyes, a light smile curling the corners of her lips. Her voice was gentle as she quietly sang. 

I can feel odysseus sweating in bg