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persephone — minor goddess & queen of the underworld. dignitary of springtime, rebirth, and the underworld.
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dependent character blog for @neongodshq ! as written by ace.
persephone — minor goddess & queen of the underworld. dignitary of springtime, rebirth, and the underworld.
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@chbnet event 03 → gods: persephone
life’s daughter, death’s bride. walks with heaven in her step and hell in her eyes.
agameofgods:
hades + open !
the king of the death was tired . his usual flawless face now had bags under his eyes . it was hard for him , not knowing . he knew his brother had many ( many ) enemies . “ but who is stronger than the king of the gods ? ” he mumbled , not even realizing the words had left his mouth .
“my love.” the words are gentle as is their presence as persephone steps into the room. the news of his death had shook the gods but most of all she saw a change in hades and his brother, posideon. fear had settled in the goddess’ heart since the news. a gentle touch to his cheek, a thumb brushing against his stubble. “when is the last time you rested?”
lvment:
“i’ll give you 30 seconds.“
gany stays true to his word – tucking hair behind his ear, rocking on his heels and staying quiet before 27, 28, 29, 30 – “okay, one. you’re getting grass stains on those nice pants. two – you’ve got a leaf in your hair.” he plucks it free before letting the wind take it.
“that’s all the bad news i’ve got right now. want to buy me a coffee?”
30 seconds of lurking over their shoulder didn’t sound like peace but they were a master at tuning out everything but nature around them. having their whole life to master such an art, persephone just sat in perfect silence until the hero broke it again with speech. a small smile ghosted across her lips as she listened. “stains can be removed,” the goddess counters as they look up at him and laughter followed the statement of the leaf.
buy him the coffee? the ghost of a smile picks up to a real grin as they stand, dusting off their “stained” pants and looking over at him curiously. “do you make a habit of asking for people to buy you things?” she wasnt offended or anything of the like, in fact she found it adorable and refreshing. “come on then, lets go get coffee.” persephone wasn’t much of a coffee drinker (she much preferred tea) but the company could be nice to have after recent events. at least with company the grief of losing her brother-in-law was pushed aside for now.
exsecraris:
a soft chuckle passes their lips , before they let out a sigh when they feel the warmth of the sun on their skin — thankful for the gentle breeze that briefly quietens the insistent murmurs from beyond the grave. ‘ you and me both , ’ they start , inviting themselves to sit next to the other goddess. ‘ how have you been ? ’
How bitter her words could sound to the other goddess, though with a sigh Persephone shrugs as it to shake the question from tense shoulders. The death of Zeus plagues their thoughts as of late and it creeps to that of the quiet hours as well. If they had been mortal then nightmares were certainly in the books for their sleeping hours as well but luck graced them to be born a Goddess.
Eyes finally open as Melinoë takes a seat next to them, turning attention toward the other. “I have been worse but I have been better as well.” The truth for today is an okay day but there have been days previous even better (and worse, she admits). “Are you alright?”
There is sunshine on her face and that’s all Persephone could ask for in this moment. Quiet, sitting in the open grass with fingers running through the lush greenery, they felt at peace. The constant fear that seems to encircles her heart since the death of Zeus has left them cold and jumpy. But in this moment Persephone has found peace.
Eyes closed and face to the sky they send a silent thank you to Apollo for the warmth of the day. Approaching footsteps give them a sick feeling in her stomach and she doesn’t open her eyes but speaks. “If it’s bad news, please let me stay like this just a minute more.”
open starter / @neongodsarchive
PERSEPHONE, GODDESS OF SPRING & QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD.
hande ercel, genderqueer. ––– persephone, dignitary of the springtime, rebirth, and the underworld. they appear to be twenty seven years old , but really they’re as old as time itself. they remind me of the smell of freshly picked flowers from your garden, dreaming of something bigger, and delicately made flower crowns that seem to drip with magic. [ @neongodsarchive ]
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