Hades

"Time is the fire in which we all burn." || modern take on Hades, god of the dead and king of the underworld || selective & private RP blog

[hxdesofunderwxrld]

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Hi and welcome to my rp blog of Hades, my little island of escape and bliss. Grab a cocktail and make yourself comfortable.

We don’t really do rules here except that this is a highly selective and private 21+ blog that allows no drama and bullshit whatsoever. This is a modern take on Hades who runs a bar, The Underworld, on a small island in Greece, away from his everlasting duties and ever-annoying brothers.

This is also a side-blog, so apologies in advance that I won’t follow back from here, but from @dontcxckitup-m !

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[brokenthimbles]

There was a way her heart fluttered in that moment as he spoke of that pull and voice bringing her to this very moment, the precibise of something she did not understand.

"Hades...." his name almost admonishing on her lips. "This is too much.... I just need a bed. Not.... " gesturing to the luxurious resort he had walked her too.

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“It has a bed!” He spread out his arms, laughing. “Every single room in this hotel has a bed – some even have multiple ones. Yours has a big one; one…where you can toss and turn freely without having to worry you fall out of it.” Hades shook his head, then took Wendy’s hands; both in his grip as he lifted them to his lips to place a tender kiss on her knuckles. All the while his gaze was locked with hers. “Please. You deserve only the best.”

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"All my stuff is in the motel down the way...." she offered softly. It wasn't grand, it was just a chain hotel that did the job. "I wasn't here for a vacation, I was just here....... to... honestly I have no idea."

"It was just a voice... a feeling."

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"And that feeling brought you right where you are in this moment," Hades concluded, smiling broadly. "If your belongings are all that keep you from checking into this hotel..." the god shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "we can solve that problem in a second."

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She smiled at his words before looking around, clocking the extravagant not hotel, resort they had stumbled upon. Taking a moment before she let out a soft giggle. "It must be the god thing...." she chuckled.

"This..... this is not where I am staying....... I have the budget of a nurse."

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The hotel had access to the ocean, naturally, plus had a huge terrace with swimming pool and whirlpool, a restaurant, breakfast room, and air-condition. Well, it wasn’t the hotel Wendy had booked – but the difference was tiny. Wasn’t it?

“It’s a friend’s,” Hades told her, as if that actually explained anything. Hands in his shorts pockets, the god shrugged his shoulders. “Anything less than this doesn’t deserve you as their guest.” He turned to look at Wendy. “Unless…you want to stay somewhere else?”

[brokenthimbles]

She chuckled softly, before her brain had caught the name: cerberus... the three headed dog. Surely that of all things was just legend. Though she couldn't help the blush when he had said she was special.

"I... I'm just.... me...." she shook her head unsure how to accept the compliment. Looking she tried to figure out just where they had wandered off to in search for the hotel she was staying at.

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"Well, obviously not." Hades stopped in his tracks, turning fully towards Wendy. Studying her for a long moment. They weren't anywhere near the hotel at the pier she had actually booked for herself; in fact, he had walked her to the best hotel in town, right by the ocean, the most expensive and exclusive one. It wasn't his - he was only the owner of a bar - but letting her stay there was no problem for someone like him.

"You are far more than that and I am intent on finding out."

[takenamiss]

Head titled to the side at the challenge. Because that's what she deemed it to be; a challenge. Born from arrogance and a fake sense of reality. She leaned in, dark eyes widening slightly as her voice became a dangerous hush. "You seem to forget that I am not an Olympian. I have been here way before you. And if you can find another way to serve your domain, and King, then you go find it. Passage closed."

She flicked her wrist, one could hear the sharp crack, and sharp stones emerged from the river. It created a blockage; low enough for water to triple over, but high enough for no ferry to pass.

Slender fingers reached up to take de widow off her shoulder. "And if you break your promise to the souls waiting at the gates, I will come for your head. A win for me in any way."

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He watched in horror – though not obviously, because he didn’t want her to feel gratification – as the river closed down. Now, he knew Styx normally stuck to her words and kept her promises. But, well, in all honesty, he hadn’t thought she would actually do it… His brow rose. “Wow. I…didn’t know you could do that.” Hades did display himself as rather unimpressed, but really, he was fucked. Wasn’t he?

“Don’t you think you’re a bit overreacting?” he asked, forcing his gaze away from the formerly flowing river and to Styx. “You know you’re doing everyone else more harm than me. I can just,” he lifted his hands, palms facing Styx, “disappear from here. Whatever happens to the souls…I don’t care.” He did. Oh, he did, and he felt terrible for even saying those words, but the god also didn’t want to give in now. “Just to clear one thing up, though: I don’t have a king. And what do you wanna do with me? Kill me?” Hades did refrain from laughing here.

[brokenthimbles]

She couldn't help but look up at him. "When I decided to come here.... I did not expect to wonder into a bar with my face painted on its wall, meet you again, and now walk along the peer knowing now, that Poseidon is real, Zeus.... Demeter..." the name of Persephone's mother leaving her lips caused her to freeze for just a moment, as if an uncomfortable chill had possessed her for just a moment .

"It's..... a little overwhelming."

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He couldn’t blame her for feeling that way. To him, it was normal; there was rarely anything that could surprise him. Well, except for the fact that this woman, Wendy, had memories and feelings from another life. Hades wasn’t quite sure if he liked it, though. Wendy was Wendy. She wasn’t anyone else, he didn’t want her to be anyone else.

"Wait until you see Cerberus..." A smile briefly crossed his lips. “It…can be overwhelming, yes,” the god agreed. “Usually mortals don’t get to know any of this, though.” Much less meet any of the gods. “You have always been special…”

[brokenthimbles]

"I don't know if it will listen." she admitted softly as she took his hand. Something that felt, in a way, like when you first hold hands with the boy you've had a crush on for ages, but with the confidence that it was a life long habit.

She found herself distracted. Partially with moon reflecting on the ocean. Before her face furrowed and she laughed to herself.

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To anyone who was outside now, they would have seemed like a normal couple just walking along the oceanside hand in hand. Two lovebirds who had just had dinner and were now slowly returning to their hotel, although it was already way past midnight. It was odd, but at the same time, Hades liked this. It felt...normal.

He stole a glance at their entwined fingers, and caught himself smiling, before Wendy started laughing. Surprised, the god looked at her. "Mind letting me in on your silent joke?"

[brokenthimbles]

"The hotel.... by the pier."

Wendy's brows furrowed with a playful expression as he warned her not to trust a god. Her head leaning to the side a moment as she let off a soft chuckle that was bright considering the events of the night.

"For the record? I am not trusting Hades, god of the underworld....." biting her lip softly. "I am trusting the feeling in my heart that says to trust you."

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“Well, then tell your heart to be careful.” He lifted his brow, though in all honesty, he wasn’t all too serious about his own words. They were a warning, yes, but he just wanted Wendy to know what she could get herself into, that she shouldn’t put her hopes up too high. He didn’t want her to be disappointed in the end.

Hades pulled away, but offered his hand to her. “Let’s go to that hotel by the pier then. I think I have an idea which one you mean.” There were a few, but the god figured it was the most prominent and beautiful one. None other was expected for someone like Wendy.

[brokenthimbles]

She felt herself pulling closer to him. His comment that she didn't need to be afraid. "I'm not afraid....." Wendy offered with a certainty she did not quite understand.

"I'll follow you anywhere....." leaning back so she could look him in the eyes. "I trust you."

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“You should be careful. Never trust a god,” Hades warned her. “They only look out for themselves.” True love and loyalty were rare among them – Hades was no angel on that matter, either. Still he could proudly say he distanced himself from the others. Even he, though, hadn’t been faithful to his wife. Well, could he be blamed? Eternity was a damn long time to spend.

“Do you have a place to stay tonight?” Stupid question. Of course she had.

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She found her arms shifting to wrap around his waist. Head leaning on his chest melting into him as if he was a glove meant to protect her always.

"Complicated...... " she agreed. "It's why it hurts to remember."

"But I want to...... remember....." Whatever she was, was an echo of a woman that had lived a lifetime with Hades, fallen in love, lived..... and it was a part of her however distant. She wanted to remember each of those moments, and make new ones.

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Once more, despite her claims, he couldn’t shake the thought that whatever Wendy was feeling for him wasn’t herself. It was wrong to be with her, he knew, as long as they didn’t know what was going on, and yet he loved the feeling of her arms wrapping around him. His own moved around her as well. It just felt…perfect. As if this was exactly where he belonged.

“We should probably leave,” Hades eventually suggested, his voice soft, quiet. “Not that there is anything you need to be afraid of…” Not as long as he was there.

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His hand in hers, it was as if she did not want anything else to ever be different. Her hand wrapped in his was .... comfortable, familiar, and perfection. Wendy mimicked his own movements, her other hand covering his. "I didn't say the fates...... I said the universe."

"I am..... not her... Persephone. Leaning into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. "But I think I was her....... am becoming her....."

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"The Fates are the universe, my darling. In some way." He offered her an apologetic smile. "It's complicated, though." It was. And the more impressive it was how mortals actually managed to get a lot of things right nonetheless, what with the masses of gods and semi-gods and creatures and timelines...

The smile faded slowly, and Hades shook his head, his voice merely above a whisper as he rested his chin on top of her head, "I don't want you to become her. You aren't her, and that is perfect."

[brokenthimbles]

She found her hand wandering to his face, it was older than any she had seen. Not in the face, but the eyes.... the soul. A question stirring in her chest.

"I do not know what I was to you...." she offered. "I know that I feel this connection to you that consumes my very being....."

"Maybe...." she offered. "It's the universes way of giving you a gift...... because I know whoever I was.... loved you. From the tips of their toes, to the ends of their hair because I feel it too....."

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Whenever someone brought their hand up close to his face, Hades’ muscles tensed up. He didn’t move, but got wary, cautious of the next move. There was nothing about Wendy he had to fear, though; she was pure innocence. His hand moved up, fingers curling around hers. Not to pull it away, but to keep it where it was. Her hand so warm and soft under his.

“The Fates don’t give gifts for nothing in return.” Hades shook his head. “Nothing in this world is free, everything comes with a price. Your very existence doesn’t make sense,” his other hand moved up, gently cupping her face. “When I look at you…I see you; but I feel someone else…someone…familiar.”

[brokenthimbles]

She found her head tipping slightly to the side. "The God of the Dead...." repeating his words. "Not the god of death."

Her eyes furrowed slightly, something stirring from a past she had forgotten. "Death.... it is the only thing that gives life a meaning.... otherwise we simply... exist." Even Gods die.... she was oddly living proof, or rather a piece of a soul that proved even Gods must deal with loss and grief.

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"Well, yes, Thanatos is the God of Death," Hades explained as-a-matter-of-factly, as if he had corrected people about that tiny deteail left, right, and centre for centuries already. "My job is to watch over the souls in my realm." The realm he had never wanted; the job he had never wanted. But he had been tricked by his brothers.

He sucked in a breath. "You are one of the few people who understand the concept." Hades smiled faintly. "You are smarter than most mortals and gods alike."

[brokenthimbles]

Her face fell at the idea that whatever she felt came from a sense of debt. "No.." she tried to speak but nothing came out, he continued you don't...

"That is not what I said....." she stepped towards him her face wearing a quizzical expression. "I was trying to say whatever it was happened that moment.... like a fairytale... like love at first sight."

Though she stepped again closer to him. "Do... " something from deep within her, willing her to ask the question. "Do you think yourself unworthy of love?"

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Hades blinked, not moving when Wendy came closer. “I’m the God of the Dead,” he told her. “The ruler of the Underworld. Love isn’t really associated to me.” Did that make him think being unworthy of love, though? Frankly, he wasn’t sure. Perhaps he was slightly jealous of the other gods for having all that, for having so many admirers, the mortals worshipping them while he, Hades, was feared. People were silent about him, like he didn’t exist – or they didn’t want to acknowledge his existence.

[takenamiss]

“You have needed me ever since your reign has started. You cannot fulfill your duties without my river and me, being the generous lady I am, give you and your souls passage every single day. Which can stop whenever it no longer benefits me.” she arched a brow to match his.

“Besides, if I wanted to fuck an Olympian, I’d choose your brother. He is less impotent. And I’m sure plenty of mortal women line up for you would you wish so. Perhaps even your own kind. But the old gods are not so easily impressed. Our domains were not given to us. We were born for it.” The spider crawled up her arm. Styx didn’t care for it. “It must be sad to never have a touch of greatness.”

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“You mean ‘less important’,” Hades remarked with a roll of his eyes. Styx was really trying to wind him up, wasn’t she? But what for? This seemed to be far from simple banter. Almost like she actually hated the god.

“Look, Styx – I appreciate your…sacrifice.” His words were drooling with sarcasm. “But you aren’t as needed as you would like to make it. People crossing your river has just established over the centuries, and maybe…maybe it’s a bit outdated. Admit it.” Hades stepped closer, but still kept a fair distance to both her hands and that spider making its way over her arm. “You like being wanted. And I don’t mean sexually, because I really can’t see anyone being in for you…” That side-remark just had to be. “I don’t need your so-called touch of greatness; I quite enjoy being left alone by all your precious Olympians.”

[takenamiss]

Finally, Hades had come out to play. This would turn into an amusing afternoon after all. It showed on her features; by the sly smirk stretching at her lips and the sparkle in her eye. It really wasn’t an impressive comeback, though. Anyone who knew the slightest about her would know that her sex life was elaborate and daring. Her husband willing to participate in her ventures more than willingly. It wasn’t something worth commenting on, really. Unless it would push him further into anger, of course.

“Petty bitch? Me? How am I petty? You truly believe that is what I seek? A good fuck from you? And I am despairing due to your denial. Please, Hades, that’s silly, even coming from you.” she paused, crouching down to allow a black widow to crawl up onto her hand. She inspected it momentarily before her gaze returned to him. “Unless the soreness comes from your own desire, of course. You needed me before, in different ways, but still.”

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"I d--I never needed you." he protested. "You know, I do start thinking you actually want me to fuck you. Or why do you keep mentioning it?" A cocky eyebrow rose, and the smirk matching it. Not that he actually wanted anything from Styx - he still did have his standards, after all.

His gaze dropped to the spider on her hand, a grimace briefly distorting his face. Not exactly one of his favourite animals. Cerberus liked, them - though only as food. "If I want to satisfy my needs, I get it another way. I don't need you for that." Hades scoffed. "Women are lying at my feet - if I actually cared."