Hera

{{Kinda like my Poseidon one- sorry if it’s a bit too short.}}

The summary- You’d gone from being reborn in this world, and going through utterly garbage experience of being swallowed whole by a dirtbag who, unfortunately, was your “Father” in this place, to breaking yourself and his “sibling’s” out and declaring war. Training and bond with your “sibilings” along with your “mother” and Gaea the Primordial who was your teacher- and was well definitely a lover of yours. even tho it was for a one-night-stand... a lie because it lasted WAYYY longer than that. Anyways- It was an idea that, At first in your early days here, would be been downright disgusting- to you, much like having relationships with your supposed “sister’s” for what you thought were obvious reasons, to which you were proved wrong by this world- everyone being related, but also not, because DNA doesn’t exist. Until Prometheus finalized it exclusively for humans- but that’s a story for another day.

In hindsight in this place, Gods didn’t have it,and had no need for it, which still baffled you even now.. You might be still wondering why i said Gaea “was,well” a lover. WHO in their right mind would Let Gaea and her love go? Ahem- minus Chronos and his father who will not be named that had been freed days earlier.... It was Gaia herself. As much as she loved the relationship between you and her plus the fact all you ever did was treat her right- she still had kind of a... what humans call today. PTSD. And we shall no dive further into that. Not like it matters anyways now because-

“What?” Hera asks sharply at Apollo who is staring at her protruding belly. She could’ve sped up her pregnancy should she have chose to but, seeing as this is her first child, she decided not to and just have the child like a normal goddess/mortal would. Plus it kept you around more. She loved having you there more than ever-even tho you were mostly bombarded with Duty’s.

“It’s just...can’t you speed your pregnancy up? Seems like a goddess of childbirth should be able to do something like that,” Apollo pointed out. His gaze flickering up to Hera’s annoyed gaze. His loincloth flutters slightly in the wind, threatening to fly off yet it never would. Why? Because he willed it so.

“Of course she could. But it’s her first child. She wishes to experience the joys—whatever they are—of being pregnant,” Athena informs Apollo. Hera’s gaze flickers over to her, softening slightly. She’s had a soft spot for Athena, even if they had a rocky start to begin with what with her being one of your ex-flings- before you two got together. Naturally, in retaliation, she attempted to create a child, Hephaestus, by herself but he was lame so, again, naturally, she threw him off Mount Olympus. Of course you were pissed that she would even do that to a child- He later came to get his revenge but it all worked out in the end.

“At least one of Zuka’s children has some intelligence,” Hera says. Athena looks smug. Apollo looks annoyed. Athena hurries over to help Hera rise. Allowing the assistance, she asks, “Athena, where is my husband?”

“You need not ask me,” Athena informs Hera, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. She hates it when Athena gets like this. Silent. Secretive. Mysterious. Few people liked it. You found it amusing- you dottle her too much in her opinion.

{{Ya. You married Hera.. she does love you. and no. You didn’t take Zeus’s spot he exist just didn’t get the chance to be with Hera. Thus you are the Father.}}