Godling

"I'm leaving. Try and stop me." Indie Zagreus, son of Hades, from Supergiant's "Hades" Praised by Various.  

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     Break away from everybody                                        

                                             Break away from everything                  

                        If you can't stand the way this place is                                                     

                                                                   Take yourself to higher places

        Independent Zagreus of Supergiant’s game, Hades. OC friendly. Crossover friendly. Minorly selective. 

        Praised by Various. 

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Okay, I’m trying to write some ask answers over on Asterius’s page, but my head is literally going a thousand miles a minute and just. Let me give this to ya, since it’s kinda relevant:

Zagreus doesn’t put much stock in university. The guy has no legitimate idea what he wants to do, and since he has lived under the stifling roof of a temperamental father, this guy has no idea what his passions even are. As of now, he’s failing his classes, and wasting time on a business degree he’s trying to chase at the behest of his father (but, ya know, social science and psychology classes are kinda cool, because the boy likes the idea of being helpful, so he’s gotta know how people tick, and he kinda enjoys track and field, though it’s obviously not a class). Literally, the only reason he’s still trying is because he promised the few close friends he has, and because he wants to prove that he can at least get some basic degree. 

Similarly, Asterius only started attending university because of Theseus. He wasn’t too popular in any previous year of schooling, being the big, burly, quiet guy that he was, and his home life was kind of a train wreck. He didn’t entirely know what he wanted to do at first, but he figured if nothing else, he’d make for a decent pe teacher, or sports coach. He started working towards sports science, and plans to dual major with a psychology degree. He doesn’t quite know what he wants to do with it, yet, but he wants to help people improve their image of themselves through physical activity, as that was when he felt most at home in his own body. (Ideas here are obviously not as developed, but I’m still finding Asterius’s voice, anyway.)

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When your man has no impulse control and has to give you your birthday present early.

When he also is a supportive mother fucker who puts up with your ridiculous hyperfixations.

When he also also feeds into your obsessions with fictional mega gay men and their problems.

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I don't know the first thing about fraternities, but I feel like this is something I need to indulge in for both Zag and Asterius.

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@littleblessing said: hugs for the brother!

And like a proper brother, he wraps her up in a big, tight hug, and then he’s lifting her up and spinning her around, laughing the whole time. He’s grinning brightly at her when they stop, and he reaches to ruffle her hair. “Thank you; I really needed that.”

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@intothewildsea said:  Kiss cheek but instead she's a seal so she's just sticking her seal nose against his face

It’s too cute help he can’t even fathom this blessing in disguise there are no words adorable.

He can’t help himself as he smiles, lifting a hand and with a warm, gentle fingertip, he taps her nose.

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@o--yasumi said:  Kiss ❤

Help him, his feet are literally on fire. 

“Ah, I...” He’s obviously at a loss for words, a hand lifting to his face as if he might still feel a phantom of her presence. “Thank you.”

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@roskaarotta said:  * H U G . . .

He brings her in to return the hug, and then he leans in to sweetly kiss her on the top of her head. Then her forehead. Then both cheeks. Then a quick one to her lips for good measure. “I think you missed an option,” he teases.

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@rather-guarded said:  "What is ****?"

Let it be known that he is not comfortable with this question. If it needs to be asked, it’s probably not good. Especially not from Achilles.

“Uhm... Nothing, Sir. I don’t suppose.”

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Zagreus has appeared! What to do?

Brush off

Kiss cheek

****

Hug

[lavyrinthosdwelt]

   I, too, was born of DARKNESS.               But, I chose the path of LIGHT.                                Even in DEATH, it was not TOO LATE.                                              Not even for a MONSTER, such as I.

       Independent Asterius of Supergiant’s game, Hades. OC friendly. Crossover friendly. Minorly selective.

        Challenged by Various.  

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@miasmarp asked: (Meg) book silently read a story with them. 

Meme /// Accepting

Zagreus had... never been much for reading. It wasn't that he couldn't read; just as he had Achilles to physically train him, great poets had been present in his life to teach him language skills. He was nothing if not well educated. There had simply never been much motivation to do so. He didn't derive any joy from it, and could rarely sit still long enough to get through more than a handful of paragraphs.

But, Meg had enjoyed it. A rare moment where her face wasn't scrunched up with malice and hardened by responsibility was when she had something else to focus her mind on. Books, for her, were easy.

And Zagreus? Like a helpless puppy, he had just wanted to spend time with her, even if he was certain that his quiet fidgeting must have been getting on her nerves.

He wasn't sure when he had started dozing, body just calm enough to warrant a lapse in the endless workings of his rushing mind. His eyelids had felt, unbidden, heavy, and from there, he couldn't stop the lolling of his head, until his body had sagged against Meg's side. It was hardly a fraction of a moment, but plenty enough to make him flustered. He shot upright, face red as he gathered himself. "Sorry!" he yelped, putting some distance between them. "I promise, I wasn't trying to interrupt you."

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@follys-dance asked: beat

Meme /// Accepting

He was careful. Watchful. He was mindful of her toes so dangerously close to his own feet. Of the light sound of her humming. Of the occasional emphasis on a sound to indicate a particular beat. His caution put him just a little off beat, but at least he didn't have to worry about burning Atë's feet. He was sure, on some level, she appreciated it.

Still, he wasn't a bad dancer. He certainly wasn't as miserable as when they had first started lessons. Even with his wariness, he was more loose. Free. On occasion, his own quiet voice would mirror those beats she offered, a lower pitch, but light. He smiled, on occasion, but mostly to himself.

It wasn't until they had come to a stop that he looked at her, eyes bright and excited. "I think I'm improving," he said, though he knew better than to be too hopeful. "I could never compare, of course, but, still..."

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Anonymous asked: has your father always been hard on you zagreus, or was there ever a turning point?

Meme /// Always Accepting

Zagreus stilled, breath hitching in his throat. His lips pursed and his gaze dropped as a thoughtful expression settled on his face. Then, a soft, hollow laugh.

"I'm... I want to say, maybe there was? That at some point, he had..." He choked. "Maybe he loved me, at some point, and maybe I just did something to change his mind. Make him angry. But in all honesty, I don't remember a time when things were... easy between us. I don't know why, or what I could have done, but it had just... always been easier to think that there was some issue I had caused that I could fix, so maybe if I worked hard enough, he wouldn't hate me, anymore."

He laughed again, scrubbing a rough hand through his wild hair, leaves shed from skewed laurels. "I don't know. We're so deep into things, though, I can't say it matters, anymore."

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Anonymous asked: what caused you and meg to have a rift between your relationship the first time?

Meme /// Always Accepting

He paused, thinking for a moment, then he released a heavy sigh. It spoke of weariness that ran down his very bones. "It was my fault. I've always been... clingy. I... enjoy attention, and I really enjoy contact, and I really really enjoy pleasing others. My... experiences with Meg always seemed to leave her satisfied, so I thought, somehow, that I might be okay pushing for the other two.

"But, it's no secret that Meg values her space. I wanted more, but I couldn't respect her own desires, in the end. I hurt her, I think. Maybe even ruined my chances. We're... just starting to patch things up, if you could even call it that."

That's... maybe only part of the problem. To be honest, he never asked her what the issue was. He just... automatically assumed he did something wrong. And when they stopped talking or their conversations got tense, he just kinda gave up because he thought that was what she wanted.

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nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

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Anonymous asked: did you have any idea of what your real mother would be like after finding her letter?

Meme /// Always Accepting

"I had no clue what to expect, really. People... wouldn't exactly tell me much. Even Nyx, for all of the hints she dropped, wouldn't speak much. Probably for fear of revealing her to the Olympians, or someone else who might do so.

"I had hopes, though. That she might be welcoming. Warm, instead of hot. Maybe that she might be more affectionate. Not that some weren't, but that she might want to, maybe... hug me."

He shrugged, the his shoulder sagged just a bit. "I wouldn't have been mad, though, if she wasn't those things. Disheartened, maybe, but I'd come to expect some of that. I just... wanted to know why she hadn't come home."