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Transgender Apollo - early concept

Summary:

Apollo realizes he isn’t quite always a boy.

No beta we die like you know who

Update:
This is essentially a couple of bad oneshots. This is the precursor to a new fic I’m writing so it is going to be left like this.

Chapter 1

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

There was something wrong with him,
No doubt about it.

The young god stood watching as mortals came and offered sacrifices to his the statue.

A tall colorful statue stood in the temple, the male god of the sun perfect as always. His heart ached as he studied the statue, something foreign forming in his chest. His heart beat quicker as he imagined the statue softer, with longer hair and a gentler, almost familiar face… no! She He must not think of that that’s wrong no other god has been broken like her him. Not unless they have a reason…

Her his mind wanders to Dionysus, raised as a girl he sometimes wanders the halls of Olympus in a peplos, but that was Dionysus, she didn’t have the weight of her father’s judgment weighing on her, she was appreciated, unlike her him.

Notes:

I may write more or even go back later to fix things about this, it’s 3 am when I’m posting this so don’t mind any errors.