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“I still want everything. By the way.”
The lightness of her tone belies the obsession behind her eyes. He swallows.
Eurydice crawls closer, assessing him. Her hesitance is gone, replaced by the fervent focus that she gets when she’s learning something new - and he is the most fascinating subject in the world.
Oh, he thinks. Oh no.
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- Part 2 of Myosotis AU
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Those doe-eyes focus on her again. "That's what I'm working on. To fix what's broken, and make it whole."
"You'd be doing what I couldn't do, then—," Eurydice says slowly, eyes narrowing. "—as their child that they adopted to fix their broken marriage. You've raised my expectations for this song. Sing it for me."
"No— it isn't finished," he stammers.
"Am I not Lord Hades' daughter? Your Lady? Sing the song."
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- Part 1 of Myosotis AU
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It couldn’t be helped. For some reason, behaviour that was perfectly intuitive to other people seemed incomprehensible to him. Surely there was some fault within his soul, perhaps a symptom of being a muse’s son or growing up in the company of gods.
But Orpheus was stubborn. He could learn.
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Dangerous, the familiarity that grows with time. With previous lovers, he’d hidden the fact that he enjoyed being bossed around, shy and somewhat ashamed of it.
Eurydice had sniffed out his preferences like a bloodhound within the first week.
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What it says on the tin, really.
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He’s on his knees again, kissing her hands - almost seems to prefer this vantage point. She hopes to the gods that he’s not looking for something to worship. She hopes he knows that she’s just a person, and barely a whole one at that. Sometimes she feels like a shade already.
She wonders if he would love her half-starved and selfish.
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“What’s your name?” He asked her.
“I’m Eurydice. Do you always flirt with your customers on the clock?” she replied, letting some amusement into the question.
“Only sometimes,” he admitted, averting his eyes to the floor as a shy smile flickered across his face.
“That doesn’t feel very professional,” she teased, raising her eyebrows.
“I’m not a professional. I’m just a busboy,” he replied with a chuckle.
“How am I supposed to come home with you if you’re working?” she asked, smirking.
Orpheus’s head snapped up suddenly, eyes wide, like he clearly didn’t think she would even consider his offer. Under other circumstances she probably wouldn’t have, but he didn’t need to know that. He didn’t need to know that this would be his final night alive.
“Wait for me?” he asked, breathlessly, “After my shift? Meet me outside, and I’ll find you behind the saloon?”
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Eurydice was a hungry young vampire. Orpheus was a poor boy working at a dead end saloon. Eurydice thought Orpheus seemed like a pretty easy meal, but when things go awry, the two become an unlikely pair.
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07 Jul 2026
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"Everybody knows that walls have ears. Fewer people know that they have voices, too.
Voices to whisper, to spread advice, rumors: tales of a girl who’d stolen from the king. A girl who had things from up above, who’d use them to help you remember.
And if you asked the right questions, at the right times, you’d find that hushed as they were, those voices were consistent. Pointed to the same person, the same place. Legends had thousands of versions. Truth was singular.
He was a person who asked the right questions."
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In a world where Orpheus and Eurydice both got stuck in Hadestown, Eurydice starts her own quiet rebellion, and they find each other. Like always.Bookmarked by TheCanadestGoose
02 Jul 2026