Dark Wings and Broken Things

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[thecollectibles]

Art by Delic Saike

[arcusxx]

[roadkillandcrows]

Dunnock, house sparrow and cat skull.

[roadkillandcrows]

Skulls and dried plants.

[roadkillandcrows]

Skulls and dried flowers.

[alteriusnocte]

parlourghosts

[tasteofthebitchpudding]

Lair aesthetic

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@act1

[ooevilynoo]

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🌙🐉

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🌙🐉

[hadenolympios]

❁

Oh, this was something that his wife was more familiar with than he. But, Hades would do this best... yet with a little help from Persephone. He had explained to her of what she was doing and she found it positively delightful, and that he BETTER be giving some nice flowers to Hera. 

“But of course...”

One such flower Hades decided upon was... a white acacia rose. It was meant to represent elegance, and how could his beloved little sister, Queen of the Gods, be anything but elegant? 

Another he included was a pussy willow. She was a mother, and a patron to mothers, so Hades thought it appropriate. 

Finally, he included a number of daisies, which apparently had multiple meanings. Innocence, loyal love, ‘I’ll Never Tell’, purity and beauty. Most seemed... appropriate for Hera. She was his baby sister. To Hades, there would always be some kind of purity about her, and he did love and care for her a great deal. 

It was Persephone who made a bouquet out of the flowers, and blessed them so they would stay alive a good deal longer than normal, all of which Hades was thankful for. He also attached a little note for Hera to read upon receiving the flowers. It read:

“Dear Hera,

I was told about how flowers have their own language from no other than Persephone. She thought it might be fun to send you some. I had to agree. Admittedly all the various meanings were... confusing. But with a little assistance I was able to manage in picking out a few that seemed appropriate for you and your character. I hope you enjoy them.

Your brother,

Hades”

[angelicpaladin-blog]

Flowers Have a Language

Put a ❁  in my inbox, and I’ll use this site to determine which flower (or flowers) my muse thinks fits yours the best, and what that flower means.

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[hadenolympios]

Oh I see I have a couple of new followers. Hello! Nice to see you!

[herateleia-arch]

It was busy in the Underworld, but I wanted to get Hermes to send this to you as soon as I was able to write this note. Happy Mother's Day, Hera. -from hadenolympios

                    This is always one of the busiest seasons for her.  Even with the work divided among those who share in her domains, the sheer bulk of weddings, births, anniversaries, et cetera, is nearly overwhelming.  Still, Hera is glad to receive her brother’s letter and dictates a response as soon as she has a free moment.  

                            Thank you, Brother.  Your note is Gladly Received, even a day late.  I know you are busier than I, Dear Brother, and so I am Thrilled regardless to get letter so close to the Celebration in question.  Still, I hope you remembered our Dear Mother as well, and earlier than myself–she is a Sensitive Soul and is Likely to take Offense at the thought of being Forgotten, for she Never Forgot about us for a single day.  Well, you know her. 

                          With Love, Your Sister Hera.

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[hadenolympios]

                    Mortals tended to believe the Spring and Summer seasons as being full of life. To be fair, they had a point. Many were born during these months, lived some of their happiest days and of course it was when lovely Persephone was up above helping her mother make the flowers bloom, to make everything a little greener. Yet for Hades his work did not stop. It never did. Just as many people die on a lovely Spring day just as they do to a cold and bitter Winter one. Surprisingly however, Hades was able to get a break, even if only for a moment. He could focus on other tasks at hand instead of seeing to the judgement of every soul. It was when he was in his rooms that he was alerted of a letter for him, from his dear little sister Hera. Without any hesitation, he opened it. A small smile formed as Hades read the ending address. 'With Love.' Mortals, and even other gods, loved to think of Hera as shrill and impossible. But Hades knew better. He sat down, and began to write a reply.

                    Dear Hera,

                    I'm glad that my note arrived to you swiftly, even if late, and was well received. I did remember to write a letter to Mother as well, for you are right. She is a sensitive being, and as her Eldest Son I do have a certain responsibility for taking heed to be mindful of her own needs. I am, however, yet to receive a reply, but it is something of which I do not pay any mind to. She has her own duties, as do we all. I understand if it is hard for her to take the time to sit down to write. I hope your children have treated you well for Mother's Day.

                    With Regards, and Love, Your Brother Hades

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okay but listen if u ever wanna start multiple threads with me don’t even ask because there’s a 900% chance i’ma cry and be hella happy that u even like interacting with me that much and probably tell u to tag me in as many threads as u want whenever u want always