Hades

God of the Underworld

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ofgrcveyards​:

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      The goddess slowly stood up as he came closer . His affliction becoming very visible as if he needed to do something just didn’t know what exactly . She never saw the point of smoking yet never much minded it when hades did it . Listening to his clear worry about his own inner mind , the brunette cupped hades’ face , bringing him a bit lower to look at her to look into his eyes . “ To be aware of the fact that you might be losing it  is a form of complete sanity . Although going a little mad might not be a bad thing … Unless you’re a god .” Nyx mused as she stared into his eyes . “ . .   i see a darkness in you, and in that darkness, eyes staring back at me… What exactly has happened ?” She frowned . 

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Hades watched her like you would a venomous snake; this new found anxiety was something he hadn’t ever dealt with before. However, he allowed her to cup his face, holding him with more affection than he’d felt in months. ‘Unless you’re a god...’ He repeated, his voice like a little child who knew that something bad was coming. ‘Do you listen to the walls, Nyx?’ He asked, leaning his face into her touch. ‘They don’t say very nice things about me.’ He wanted to know what she saw in his eyes, but the walls were talking so loud; they burrowed in his brain, rotting him from the inside. ‘I want to the fates, to beg for forgiveness and for the end of the curse... I did it for all of us...’ He stepped away, pulling back violently as if he’d just been shot. ‘But the walls! The fucking walls! And the cockroaches! They sent me away and now they torture me!’ 

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worstnemesis​:

“The fucking king waiting…” She spotted him across the dim way, before narrowing her eyes towards him. “What a laugh. When does the king show up then? I know you’re merely just the court jester.” She hung her bag and flung her jacket off of her onto the entry way table before marking her way slowly through the living area as if she were hunting prey. “You seem…far too comfortable for the good of anybody except your own.” Nemesis practically hissed back, knowing their history, shared and whatnot, while keeping their rambunctious rendezvous in the dark, such as they were now. “I wasn’t expecting you Hades, perhaps that isn’t such a bad thing after all.”

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Hades laughed loudly at her comment, perhaps a bit too loudly. ‘That was funny. You think you’re so clever, don’t you.’ He grinned widely, before continuing, ‘So fucking clever.’ He stood, circling around her. Any glimt of who Hades used to be was only a speck in his widened eyes. ‘But your brains won’t save you when I,’ he makes a whooshing noise whilst raising his hand, ‘make my debut as king.’ A menacing grin spread across his features when he stopped just in front of her. ‘You see, the fates told me everything. They told me that I was destined for greatness and when I finally got what I wanted, the world would burn.’ He leaned in close to whisper in her ear, ‘Are you ready to burn, Nemesis?’ 

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ofgrcveyards​:

      Nyx sighed as hades entered her office . Only few people had access to the very top of the floor .  Only thing she had to do was sign off on a couple of papers or send back some proposals she did not approve of . “ Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark …Besides, I hate the brightness of the day . You alone should know that .” She placed her pen down . “ Did you come all the way here just to tell me that .” 

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Hades continued to smoke his cigarette as he moved forward towards her. He wasn’t quite sure why he was there, but he had this awful itch developing since he returned from the underworld and it was driving him mad. ‘No. Of course not. That would be silly.’ His tone was rushed like the world was about to implode and he needed to get his words out. He twitched slightly. ‘I’m here because I have a cockroach burrowing through my brain and I need your help killing it.’ Again, his body twitched but this time he tried to pull it back together. ‘I think I’m losing my mind.’ 

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Hades moved through the empty office building; only a few lights lit his path towards the elevator. It opened and closed behind him as he pressed the top floor. When he arrived, he lit a cigarette as he strolled through the building to open the giant doors ahead of him, grumbling slightly to himself as his eyes fell on Nyx. ‘I will never understand why you work at this insane time of night.’

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Hades drummed his fingers across the table beside him. The room was dark, with only the moonlight shining through Nemesis’ lounge window. The sound of the door unlocking made him grin, and soon the door opened, letting the light in but still not illuminating his face. ‘Took you long enough.’ He almost growled. ‘Don’t you know better than to leave the future king waiting?’ 

[thehoundof]

PLATONIC LOVE;

/pləˈtänik ləv/; noun; love conceived by plato as ascending from passion for the individual to contemplation of the universal and ideal.

“i don’t know what ‘i love you’ means, i think it means ‘don’t leave me here alone.’” - neil gaiman

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worstnemesis​:

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Hades did not think of anything but the moment he was in with Nemesis now. His mind did not go to his Persephone, who did not remember him but would be shattered by his betrayal. His mind did not got to the war that he was about to start or the curse he sought to break. All that was was in this moment, was how it felt to look at her and want nothing else, to be hungry for nothing else but her flesh against his. All that was was her. As she undressed, his eyes roamed her body, drinking her in. She was magnificent, and knew exactly how to move to fuel his desire.  ‘I don’t fuck around. You know this.’ His words were stern and to the point, not even a smirk dared to feature. 

He closed the gap between them, wrapping his arms around her and ripping apart the clasps of her bra before letting it fall between them. ‘I’ll buy you another one.’ He growled before he pressed himself against her, using his hand to lift her chin so he could claim her lips with his again. He kissed her feverishly, pressing himself in her with a need that he rarely felt for anyone. With his lips against hers, his free hand snaked down her body; he caressed her breasts, kneading them and then focusing on the nipple that he badly wanted to bite. His hand went further down, grabbing her hips before his hand moved under her panties. He pulled back to look at her and then ran a finger inside of her warmth. 

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thehoundof​:

           The disrespect the man showed Hades with his obviously pointed comment caused Cerberus’ lips to tense so subtly that only Hades’ would have understood. Fortunately he simply seemed to laugh, moving on with ease. He seemed capable of being less affected than her, perhaps an awareness of his station allowing for them to simply be meaningless words of children rather than direct insults. 

            “Load up the truck,” Cerberus instructed upon Hades’ agreement to take the pieces, her eyes wandering over each member there, body filled with nerves that any of this could be a mistake. Mortal affairs meant mortal complications, if any of these men worked for the government what was Hades to do? Go to a jail for men less than he was? No, no, she didn’t like that. The money just was already so meaningless in her mind, she had trouble grasping why Hades needed it but was reminded of Hecate’s words, that Hades always knew what he was doing. Cerberus had to simply trust that he did, no matter how much it worried or frustrated her.

           With some of them starting to move, including the one who seemed in charge, Cerberus hit the men before her on the back of his head with the man’s own gun, releasing him when she felt he’d gone weak and unconscious, likely breaking his nose upon falling. As she had with many mortal men as of late, Cerberus stepped over him, making her way to Hades so she could stay close in case anything did go wrong. “I’m envious of how calm and confident you are,” Cerberus spoke quietly to him. “My love for you makes me worry.”

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Hades stood back as they loaded the truck; this was quite calm for a meet up, he mused to himself, which was quite annoying because he quite liked it when he got to shoot people. Maybe he’d shoot one of them just for the hell of it; perhaps not. That would, no doubt, leave a bitter taste in the dealers mouth. When they were done, he handed over the suitcase of money. ‘It’s all there. But you can count it.’ Hades said, a knowing smirk on his features. The dealer grumbled as he took the suitcase, cautiously aware that one of his men was now lying on the floor. 

Cerberus moved towards him, and Hades turned slightly to her as she spoke. ‘I do this all the time.’ He said softly enough so only she could hear him. ‘You have nothing to worry about, darling.’ He turned towards her and gave a reassuring smile. ‘These men should be smart enough not to cross me.’ As the words fell from his mouth, fate stepped in and offered him a counter-opinion. Out the corner of his eye, he watched as one of the men reached for a gun, and called out. 

‘FBI! Everybody down!’ The group of men around him stopped what they were doing and dropped to the ground. But Hades simply moved to face the man, after quickly reaching for and grabbing the gun hidden in Cerberus’ back. He pointed the gun towards the man, his features serious. ‘FBI? Really?’ He looked towards the dealer on the floor, then crouched down so he was on his level. ‘This is pretty ridiculous. Even for you.’ He smiled, watching as the men stood and pointed their guns. ‘So I wasn’t going to make this easy,’ the dealer said, ‘sue me.’ Hades didn’t care much for his tone. ‘Why should I not kill you?’ Hades asked. 

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How do you feel about Tartarus?

'He might prove to be a problem down the line. But he's the same as all the gods: harmless.'

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How do you feel about Cerberus?

'There's no one else's opinion that matters most. She's my best friend, and I will kill anyone who crosses her.'

@thehoundof

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How do you feel about Ares?

'Ares has proved a worthy ally in this time on Earth. I never thought that such a God would be reduced to someone named Aaron, but he is still useful to me. And he will be even more so when the war begins.'

@thriveonconflict

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How do you feel about Nemesis?

'Nemesis is actually that, a nemesis. She's feisty and strong-willed, and an absolute pain in the ass. To be honest, there was a time that I thought we would be more than friends. However, she betrayed my trust once and now I am sworn to hate her forever. Sex is good though. ’

@worstnemesis

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Hades was tired of tip-toeing around everyone. He needed results, and he needed them now. He was in the mood for war, and unfortunately for Phobos, but those in his way would not be spared any of his new rage. He turned towards the God, ‘You are not some snivelling mortal.  You are the personification of fear and panic. You’ve made entire cities bow to their knees at your alters.’ 

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Hades sipped his coffee, his eyes moving around the small cafe that he had specifically chosen. He sat near another table where a certain Goddess was sitting. He put down his coffee and then absent-mindedly looked over at her, ‘Can you recommend something to eat here? It’s my first time.’ A well practiced smile spread across his face.

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Hades sat in the driver's seat of the black car, waiting patiently. Soon, there was a rush of people crowding around the woman he was waiting for. The back door opened and closed; Hades looked up in the rearview mirror, his eyes locking with Apate’s. ‘We need to talk.’ His voice was stern as he locked the doors and drove off. 

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Hades moved towards the woman with a group of men behind him. This was no normal meeting, no. This was a hostile takeover. The men behind him weren’t there for show, they had guns. Big guns. A smirk spread across his face as they swarmed around Artemis. ‘I told you I would be back.’ 

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worstnemesis​:

They were something else entirely, something she hated to see of herself in him. Almost two sides of the same coin forged in the pits of hell itself, and yet, here they were, lustfully taking after each other in handfuls as she pushed her body against his as her back hit the wall. Unable to get enough, she huffed back when her wrist was pinned against the wall with his hand while her other hand let go of his hand around her throat, gaining air once more in her lungs. She dug her claws into his shoulder then, keeping him at bay at his ferocious growl of words hitting her when she kept her eyes narrowed onto him. “You make me sick.” And despite it, she still had more to gain, kissing him back and moaning deeply into his mouth at the way he always knew just how to grab her body. “Take your clothes off Hades, show me how real you are.” She taunted him with her demand.

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Hungry hands sought to touch every part of her like an animal that had lost control; he was out for blood. Not to spill, but to hear rushing through her veins as he sank into her. It was hypnotic, the vengeful energy that moved between them, coursing through their veins and leaving them glued to each other like magnets made of dark matter. The two would swallow each other up if they could, but Hades and Nemesis had done this enough to prevent that from happening. At her command, he stood back and pulled off his shirt. His eyes never left hers as he dropped it to the floor.

He reached for the buckle of his belt, unclipping it and pulling down to free his erection. It felt like sin, having her look at him this way, but he was a sinner if ever there was one, and he wasn’t finished with her yet. ‘Clothes. Off.’ He commanded, the need for flowery words usually accompanying love-making were absent. This was not love. This was cold, venomous, spiteful, and delicious all the same.