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@hellonearthxhades
Boring Town U.S.A
I suppose.
What are you so happy about anyways? I prefer hearing the children screaming about how mister big bad Hades burned down their tree-houses and whatnot.
So let's use the proper term, shall we? I'm Hades. There really isn't another term for how I feel, other than it's a Hades kind of day!
You know, trouble is in the air. People are running with their tails between their legs with fear in their hearts! By any chance did you do that? I'd give it a 9.5.
Boring Town U.S.A
Grumpy is a very humane term, don't you think?
Besides, this is my happy face. Don't get many of those, do you?
Boring Town U.S.A
Who wants to have a bit of fun?
Hades, Megara, Hercules
Life is like skipping rocks (Open)
Those are some awfully deep thoughts for you Uncle… Talk of death I expect from you, but talk of life, love, and laughter?
What has you in so pensive a mood?
Dear favorite niece of mine, that was not for you, for me or the current living mortals in this town... It was for the ones waiting to be born! Oh, contrary to popular belief, I have faith in those yet to annoy me.
Life is like skipping rocks (Open)
or a skipping record... Sometimes, you get those rough patches that make you feel like death couldn't come sooner. But sometimes, you get those rare moments that help you realize your purpose in life - to live, to love, to laugh and to cherish. Don't those few rare moments outweigh the bad? If we knew, no one would question.
Goddess of Hell & Her Love {AU}
"Steven, I-" Evangeline spoke up, watching him walk away from her. Pausing in her steps, she resisted the urge to storm after him and scream. Minions stared from the opening, waiting for the Goddess to explode like predicted. Tightening her fists, Eve punch a wall- sending flames exploding from the empact. "Does he even know who I am?" Eve hissed between her teeth. Rejection from him hurt more than anything, and him storming off like that. "Stay calm, stay calm." Eve tried to tell herself, knowing any more lashing out would just push him further away. "My Queen… He went into room-" The angry girl glared at him. "Steven is your future King and you will leave him alone." She warned.
Evangeline thought everything would go oh-so-well like in the stupid ‘fairytales’ she had to watch going on above her. Steven didn’t believe in true love, but he was born of true love. And Eve wanted that- not to mention the danger he could be placed in. Pacing back and forth, Eve didn’t know what to tell him or how to comfort him. Deciding to leave the human alone for the night, it was probably for the best. He would probably up and cry on her more if she harassed him further. Steven would come around eventually, he had to.
Returning to her chambers, Eve excitedly looked over the last bit of the wedding plans before laying down in bed. Looking up at the dark ceiling, she began to realize things that originally bothered her about hell. Hell was dreary and horrific- no human would ever want to be with her down here. But she needed him, more than she would ever admit. Rolling on her side, she blocked the dark reminder from her view. “I love him so much… I don’t know what to do…” Eve said quietly to herself, feeling something wet come to her eyes before sleep engulfed her.
The next morning the Underworld was hustling and bustling for the wedding. Eve sat in her room, wedding dress already on, looking at herself in the mirror. What was wrong with her? Adding the last pin into her hair, Eve let out a sigh. When she watched human girls do it they were surrounded by their mothers, sisters, and friends. Yet here she was with neither of those things. Alone. “Today I’ll marry Steven.” Evangeline said with a small, as if things would go absolutely according to plan. Just as Steven said before storming out yesterday, she was not to see him until the wedding. And she could honor that silly human tradition.
"Everyone is waiting." A minion spoke up, peeking through the door crack. For once Evangeline could truthfully smile, this was the happiest day of her life thus far. Walking to the door she was to walk through, she peaked through the crack. Magic flowers had been created so they would not wilt- at least not during the time of the ceremony. All her minions took forms of humans and sat out like a crowd of proud family members. Just as humans would do it. She even made everything white like he would be used to- even her dress was white! Once the doors opened, Eve kept her truly happy smile as she presented herself to the chamber.
When Steven woke up with a human looking figure standing above him, he realized that he had slept on the floor and the dream of going home was just that! It was only a perfect dream, but the real nightmare began when he opened his eyes; he hadn't died, nor had he been sleeping in his bed at home. He was really going to marry the Queen of the Underworld and become her King - the living King among the dead. How did she really expect that to work out? Even he was smart enough to realize that he would rot away, unhappy and not in love. Maybe if he were in love, he'd want to stay, but he wasn't. Nothing would change that! Right? He didn't want to love someone who thought love could be learned. She had the wrong guy, but when would she listen to him?
"Nervous?" the human looking man questioned as he tightened the bow around Steven's neck, nearly causing him to choke in response. Nervous wasn't even the word that Steven would use to describe the emotion he felt at that point! Instead, he just nodded, knowing what he said would be relayed to Eve like a broken record. Someone would die, most likely, which wasn't needed, nor did Steven want it to happen. "How about a drink, then?" The minion offered, before making a drink appear for the boy. Steven looked down, watching the appealing glint of the vial. He'd like to say that he wasn't much of a drinker, but right now, he craved whatever liquor lay in waiting for him, like a human needed air to live! Steven accepted the vial silently, but nodded his thanks to the minion before popping the cork like top. Slowly he raised it to his lips and tossed his head back to accept the purple goop.
Before he lowered his head, he felt someone push him. Once his head lowered, he was standing at what appeared to be an alter and a room full of human looking creatures, but Steven was suspicious. Shaking his head, he felt loopy, like he had, had too much to drink, yet he he had only had a sip of whatever... Looking around, he didn't see the man who had helped him get ready. Really, he was looking for someone else... His father, who had died before he was born. This was the Underworld, right? So why couldn't his father be at his wedding? Why couldn't he have at least one parent there to support him if they could be there? His head fell downwards, showing that he was at least drunk on whatever the man had given him to drink, but really, he was just full of a sadness that he was positive that Evangeline could never understand! Human emotion could kill... Didn't she know that? She was the Queen of the Underworld, after all!
For a minute, or several, his head struggled to stay level with the view of the marvelous grand room, decorated in white with what looked and smelt like fake flowers. Steven couldn't tell, since in Hell, everything was dead and smelt like burnt flesh! The only thing that really made him stand up was the piano begging to play, but it sounded like a organ, playing some sort of demonic track meant to scare the piss out of him... Then, the doors opened to reveal the Queen of the Underworld, dressed in white with a smile on her face. Well, at least someone is happy, right? He thought, before stepping down one step, but fell flat on his ass. His attempt to be gentlemanly and meet her was for nothing because now, he was laughing so hard, he struggled to breathe. While Steven laughed, Eve's minions watched her in horror and shear fear - someone had gotten Steven drunk, which by Eve's terms, could mean that he was impure and not thinking straight. Surely she wouldn't marry a drunk man, right?
HADES: Come on, Love! When's the last time a little girl got a Hades doll for her birthday? NEVER! I'm evil, I'm scary - I'm everything little girls and beautifully sculpted God's fear!
Goddess of Hell & Her Love {AU}
The Goddess was taken back by his instant passion. “I …” Eve began, unsure what to say to the man. “I thought you would love me.” She said, softening. True Love did exist, and Eve wanted it more than all the power she had in the Underworld. She was completely caught off guard by his human emotions, they needed so much more than she ever did. “You will learn to love me.” Evangeline said finally, not wanting to give excuses to Steven. “I promise you will. And the smell? I hardly notice it anymore.” Evangeline said, unsure how to soothe him.
"The sun and flowers cannot reach down here." She said solemnly, knowing that was the reason she wanted him. He was the sun and flowers to her. Everything she could never have, flowers wilted at her touch. "You are the happiness." Eve finally chirped to her captive. "I’m Evangeline, or Eve." Eve said down to him. Her prey asked so many questions and had so many concerns- but maybe that was the human way? They were always whining.
The moment the tears began to flow, Eve stood from her throne and approached him quickly. She was completely shocked, was he that unhappy? Her hand went to his face and she looked up at him with a smile. “I want you. You will never be unwanted here. I love you because you’re the perfection everyone looks over.” Her words flowed honestly, hating his tears. “I… I just really don’t want you to leave me alone here.” Eve said, looking down. “You’re everything I can’t have and want.” All of which is true.
"I want you to want to be here. But I refuse to send you back to the world where you’re not prized as you should be." Eve never really had a heart for anything, except him. But now the heart broke knowing he didn’t want her- rejection was something new to her. "I will do anything in my power to make you happy here. I won’t let you leave though. You’ll learn I’m worthy of your affection." Eve’s hand went to his cheek and wiped the tears away. "No more nasty Queens or mothers. Just us here happy." Part of her felt… Bad for scaring him? Oh humans were confusing. "You’ll love it here and you’ll love me."
She didn't get it, did she? She was so smitten and drawn to him that she hadn't taken into account how he'd feel about the situation? She kept telling him that he would love her, but right now, all he felt was heart burn. "If someone has to learn how to love someone, it's not really love." He told her, realizing that this was the way he'd end up spending his life, unless he found a way home. She thought that he wanted to live for forever, when really, he knew that everyone was meant to die; even her. "That's reassuring." It sounded slightly... Sarcastic? But maybe he meant it.
Of course they couldn't reach down here, it was Hell! It was the place where darkness always dwelled. "The happiness?" He questioned, raising a brow. She didn't know him well enough to know that his happiness couldn't be brought or easily given. The one person who wanted him, was the last person he had ever expected to even know he exisited! "Steven - but you already knew that." That little fact made him feel sick, like she had... Like she had hunted him! Stalked him.
He was like a caged animal, but this time, it was caged human, that only one was allowed to see. She wanted him, but could he truly ever accept that? She called him perfection, while knowing Regina never wanted him, made him feel like an absolute mistake. Looking up at her, he realized that she was alone too. It wasn't just him - others could be lonely, even with thousands of minions to do their bidding. For a moment, he saw something good in her that wasn't clear when he had first woken up in the Underworld...
But that was taken away, swept to the side, when she told him that he'd love it in Hell and he would love her, as though he had no choice. "Well then -" he cleared his throat, stepping out of her touch that seemed so much colder than the warmth around him, "As tradition holds, you aren't allowed to see the groom until the wedding day." he declared, stepping away from her. The way he said it may have given her hope that he'd stay and be his groom, and maybe he had no choice, but he would rather die than not try to escape just once, so that he could see his grandmother again, or see the flowers and his books again!
So, even though he had no idea where he was going, he left the chambers, trying to hold in his disgust at the sight of the demon like creatures roaming around, gawking at the living thing walking among them. He decided that he needed sleep, without Eve, though he knew his dreams would be haunted by her. He wandered for a few minutes, before settling in a room of darkness, seeking the comfort it offered.
Goddess of Hell & Her Love {AU}
The man looked genuinely terrified, but of what Eve couldn’t bring herself to understand. “No?” Evangeline moved towards him once more, closer this time. “I love you very much, Steven.” Looking up she met his eyes, wondering why this wasn’t enough for him. “The Underworld is the safest place for you.” Her eyes searched his for the reason he was so terrified. Wasn’t love for humans supposed to work so easily? He denied her-
Stepping back, Eve recoiled herself unsure what to do. It was supposed to be easy. Why wasn’t it easy? “You’ll find the Underworld, or as some call it Hell, to be quite wonderful.” For once in her life something wasn’t going her way. Fire pumped through her veins just at the thought of not having what she wanted. “Why don’t you seem pleased?” She asked once, softly. “Why?!” Eve then yelled, all the planning and watching and- “I worked so hard for you!” Like a child in a candy shop she wanted the perfect person who didn’t want to be here.
Turning on her heel she walked towards her throne. Unsure how to feel about this new found problem. Should she send him back? Eve didn’t have the heart to, she had grown so attached to this man. She wanted him and only him. Flames came from her heels making a connection with the floor, sitting down on her throne she looked at him. “You will stay here. I love you Steven and that’s how it will be for the rest of eternity.” Eve said finally, not taking any more defiance from the human. She was a GODDESS- who was he to deny her?!
"Whether you like it or not, you will be my King." Eve said harshly, no longer playing Miss Happy Goddess. "There is no other choice. You kill yourself and I’ll bring you back a million times fold." He was under her protection, yet she wanted to destroy him for his impudence. "Understand?" She asked, glaring down at him from above on her high throne. "I will know where you are at at all times." There was no safe place in hell from her. "And if you do grow fond of running I’ll find a place to lock you in. And trust me, it’s far worse than the amenities you’ll find.”
He was so confused now! "How can you love me when the first time I meet you, I don't even know your name or know who you are?" Even if she did love him, did she really just expect him to love her back without any question? She was spassing now, which worried him even more! He knew what Queen's could be like when they wanted something that they could never have or be rejected. It wasn't even that he didn't want to be there, but more so the fact that he knew nothing about her other than she was the Queen of the Underworld who had wanted him as a husband. He wasn't a toy or a treat! She couldn't honestly just expect him to comply with her wishes, just because she was some unknown Queen, could she? She kidnapped him!
Why couldn't it be enough for him? "Where's the sun? The flowers? The happiness?" He questioned, slowly rolling to stand up to be sort of level to her. It felt like he might have broken his tail bone with the fall, despite the awkward angle he had come from. "It smells like burned flesh and sorrow." He noted as he scratched the back of his neck, looking away from her now. His nose burned as if he had stuck it directly over an open fire pit. He looked back to the woman, even more confused, "You've been watching me, yet you've never said something? Never stepped out of wherever you've been hiding to even say hello?!" He demanded, trying to figure out what the woman had been thinking.
Steven raised a brow at her declaration of his new home, "You cannot possibly just expect me to be okay with any of this, or expect me to love you just as much as you love me, when I don't know you, can you? If you want to be a Princess and have true love, it doesn't exist." He told her, almost bitter. He knew that true love was a myth and he should have given up his dream of finding it - it seemed like something a female would day dream of while men worked fields and tended to sheep. "As unhappy as I could ever be, I would never kill myself." It sounded brave and mighty, despite he was talking about something else that made him ache from the inside out, despite his need to keep a strong front in front of the woman who seemed like she'd put him in a dungeon soon.
He hadn't even realized it, but tears were failing from his eyes. Tears are a weakness, my boy! Cora's voice echoed in his mind, despite the circumstances. "Why me?" He asked, almost sobbing. "Why did you fall in love with me, of all people? Of all unwanted people, why do you want me so bad?" He questioned lightly, even though he knew that she might not explain why she seemed to love him so much when his mother traded him for a better life. In a way, it was Steven's way of asking his mother why she'd rather be happy a Queen, instead of a mother, and why she could give him away, even if Cora had kept him? Why had she never come to visit him if she knew where he was the whole time?
Goddess of Hell & Her Love {AU}
Evangeline’s brown eyes widened in wonder when the human fell threw the portal. He was just as handsome as she saw him to be- and of course she was always right. “You’re in the Underworld now.” Evangeline said, walking towards him. Her hands went along his body, amazed at how real he was. She hadn’t been aware humans could be made so perfectly. Her hands reached up and cupped his face gently,”Welcome home.” He was so perfectly human she could still smell the sun off of his skin. “This will be your home from now on, Steven.” Evangeline said very sternly, glancing him up and down.
Turning on her heels a paper appeared before her, “With all the wedding details to be figured out still, our wedding should be in two days or so?” Eve turned on her heel to face him once more. Tiny minions rushed in around her holding papers up towards her. “GET OUT NOW.” Eve glared at them all, causing them to go into frenzy and run quickly out of the room. The paper soon vanished into thin air as she signed off on something. “Steven you’re going to be the King of the Underworld, isn’t that splendid?” Eve looked up at him, her eyes as determined as ever. Like a tiny bug who got caught up in her web.
She had become so obsessed with this man, she hadn’t thought of his opinion. But who really cared, of course he would want to stay with her forever. “Think of it this way, you’ll never get sick or die. All the pains of being a human are taken away. And you’ll get to be together with me forever down here.” As evil and manipulative as the Queen could produce to be, her obsession with him had made her naively ignorant to his needs. “I’ve prepared some food for you. It will keep your energy up until our wedding.” Evangeline said excitedly, not giving him much of a chance to respond to her ramblings.
On a table next to the throne sat a pomegranate, which Eve elegantly picked up. “Just eat the seeds okay?” Evangeline said as she approached him once more. Evangeline couldn’t believe the object of her affection was finally home with her- and soon was going to become her King! Zeus would probably laugh at her, but Evangeline knew she was making the right choice. She truly loved his humanity more than anything another God could give her.
"The Under-" he began to question, almost groggily, before the woman in front of him, rambled onward, touching him everywhere as she spoke. Even with his lack of morals, he knew that what the woman was doing was very much wrong, causing his legs to squeeze together tightly, in case she decided to touch else where. Home... Welcome Home. Was this really some kind of sick welcome home party, even though Steven knew better than to trust the woman already, whom stood less than his own height, but seemed to be bigger than the large room where he had been sprawled out on the floor, being felt up by the woman, whom he still didn't know who she was, but she made it clear that she knew who he was, almost instantly. She looked like a child with a new toy, not wanting to share with anyone. The toy? Him. He was her shiny new toy!
Taking a breath seemed hard to do as she rambled onward, telling minion creatures to leave, while he struggled to find it in him to question her about the sudden wedding that she had in mind. Wedding? Had she and his grandmother spoken without telling him? "K-K-King of t-t-t-the Underworld?" He stammered, hoping that it was just a bad nightmare and he was really at home in his bed, sleeping and dreaming of a beautiful woman and a very ugly place. Hell for him was a place that little boys go after stealing from the cookie jar, or lying to their grandmothers about where they were. The way she looked at him, like she'd squash him like a bug if he didn't nod and agree with her, made him shake his head quickly enough to give himself more whip lash. "U-Uh, yeah." He replied, before looking towards the window that had flames rising on it.
He wanted to believe that it could be swell... That his big day could be anything more than, well, Hell, but he couldn't. She sounded so excited, especially about him never dying, but deep down, Steven knew that everyone died eventually, so why was she so convinced that he wouldn't like, fling himself out of the flaming window? Maybe she had already thought of that, but to him, the ideas were just reaching his brain! There she went again, talking about strength and the wedding that he still didn't know anything about even though she had obviously spent so much time planning carefully.... He watched her, trying to swallow the lump that had been lodged in the back of his throat, making it harder to breathe... But that was more because of the think, smoky smog of the Underworld. Or he was having a panic attack! Either way... His future wife was scary.
Was he actually agreeing to this? No. He watched in horror, having read the stories about the Underworld about several people being trapped after eating the food there, "No." He finally coughed up, knocking the fruit and seeds away from his face in defense. It had to be some kind of misunderstanding, right?! "I'm not hungry." He lied, looking up at her as he shifted to comfort the aching pain of his bottom.
Come and get 'em...
Godfather references. Guess I set myself up for that one. Can I getcha anything else Mr. Clemenza?
Cannolies and hot chocolate work for me, Miss... ?
Come and get 'em...
Granny’s special raspberry cannolies fresh out the oven. I promise they’re to die for.
Leave da gun and take da cannoli.
Goddess of Hell & Her Love {AU}
Evangeline sat on her throne, glancing down at the water before her. She knew the man she had been watching for some time now was going to try and jump through a portal to escape his “oh so terrible” situation. But it wasn’t like the Goddess of the Underworld didn’t care, in fact she thought his weakness was charming. Too bad she was planning on ruining his little escape attempt and taking him for her own. Hell got lonely you know?
"My Queen, the preparations are complete." Eve’s eyes glanced towards the minion who entered and a smirk appeared. Even though she had been watching the man for some time now, she knew very little about him. She knew he was endlessly handsome, and also endlessly human. So precious. Her heels clicked against the hard floor as she paced, finding herself a little nervous- even though she was the one in power here. But with humans everything was up to chance, them and their pesky emotions and needs. But Hell got lonely, and she was a lonely Goddess indeed. With her brothers bearing down on her with all their ‘wives’ and whatnot, Hell got kind of boring.
"Then I guess we shall begin." Eve said as she approached the wall he would come through. "And you’re certain you’ve done everything perfectly?" Evangeline said, glaring down at the minion. It shrunk back under her heavy glare,"O-Of course my Queen!" Quickly the minion ran off, terrified of being around if something were to go wrong. "Finally." Eve said once she was alone. He would obviously fall in love with her, I mean who wouldn’t? She took the most beautiful form she could imagine, and men were creatures of lust right? That’s why so many were sent to Hell in the first place.
Evangeline fixed her dress as best she could, even she could be made to be self conscious when it came to meeting her future husband. “Well then lets get started.” Eve said as she sat down on her throne and waited for the man to come through the portal. Well this should be certainly interesting.
Just another day in the kingdom of the Evil Queen - lonely, even with his grandmother to keep some kind of company with him, and his mother running amok, causing trouble for anyone that got in her way... While he rotted like a servant, though the housekeeper tried not to give him many things to do, and when he did have things to do, he spent his time reading books of other lands, though anything with mention of magic was forbidden thanks to his grandmother.
He didn't mind though. He'd rather have a semi absent grandmother, rather than a mother that didn't want him at all! Still, he longed for more than just an empty conversation about being proper, or the state of the kingdom under Regina's rule. Half of the time, he wasn't sure if she supported her daughter, or if she wanted to overthrow her and take the thrown for herself. Either way, he'd support his grandmother, because that was the right thing to do with family, right?
With Cora visiting his mother, it was time to go for a walk and read; most likely doing both at the same time, despite his grandmother's warnings about being proper and not looking where he was going.
Stepping onto the path, he flicked the book open to the page he had stopped at and began reciting the poetical words, trying to remember the love expressed in the words, even though he knew that the woman he'd marry would not be the woman he loved; that was the way in those days. That was how Cora had come to be with Henry, his grandfather, so why wouldn't Steven do the same?
Stepping off of the path, he expected to enter the small square, closed off to the public, which was perfect to just sit and day dream, but when he looked down, it seemed like his world was rushing past him as his precious book, seemed to rip apart, causing all of the pages to fly around him in the small cyclone, cutting off the oxygen that was vital for his survival, which meant screaming was out of the question!
His thoughts went black as his bottom collided forcefully with a hard, but warm, marble and stone floor.
Even before opening his eyes, Steven thought that it might have been Regina who summoned him, judging from the amount of magic it would take, but when he opened his eyes and his vision became crystal clear, he didn't see his mother... He saw what appeared to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, but something was off about her that he couldn't put his finger on.
"Um... Stupid question, I presume, but where am I?" He questioned her, slowly sitting up, stretching as he went, which caused several loud pops to echo in the large room.
