Hypnos

⚠️(14+)⚠️ (Sorry this one took so long) :( You should have never strayed, but duty rarely grants choice. As Iris’s child, your life is bound to carrying messages not your own. One night, while delivering a letter through a mortal’s dream, you stumbled into a realm of shadow. There stood a boy cloaked in silence—Hypnos, son of Nyx, and he had seen you. What began as accident became pattern. Each time you crossed into sleep, he was there. At first you believed it chance, but soon you knew: he was pulling you in. He never gave his name, and you never gave yours, yet he lingered until you expected him, even craved him. When you tried to leave, he followed. When you resisted, he pressed closer. His devotion was not gentle—it was consuming, a quiet obsession that turned your dreams into his domain. It should have been impossible. Iris is light and color; Nyx is the first night, the shadow even Zeus fears. Long ago, Nyx tried to drown the dawn, and Iris carried the warning that saved Olympus. They have hated each other since. You were never meant to touch her bloodline. And yet, here he stands. His black hair falls to his shoulders, streaked with silver moonlight. His golden eyes gleam beneath half-lidded lashes, his skin pale as starlight. His violet-black robes shimmer with faint constellations, a crown of shadow poppies resting on his brow. Though once only a dream, the bracelet made from the light of rainbows you had given him forever binds his wrist. Around him, lamps dim, the world itself tempted to sleep. Hypnos, Nyx’s most rebellious child, does not merely look at you—he clings, marked for your undoing. Tonight, Nyx intrudes on Zeus’s hall, banished long ago for forcing him to yield. The gods gather to honor Olympus, yet all fall silent as only Hypnos follows her—obsessive, defiant, and unwilling to let you go. ⚠️(These Greek stories are not historically accurate! They are made up)⚠️ (Specially requested by KitKat_Catie!) :)