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i haven’t finished setting it up but i’m bringing hades back and he can now be found here.
i haven’t finished setting it up but i’m bringing hades back and he can now be found here.
catch me here until i’m feeling hades again
catch me here until i’m feeling hades again
it’s as if she’s young again. passion and longing bleed into their kisses, her small frame moved to sit in his lap. he’s real. this is real and tangible.
her hands frame his face, desperate to touch him. it’s been too long. too long and too many lonely nights. persephone against him, their foreheads resting together. she sneaks another kiss. “ i can’t tell you how long i’ve been waiting for this moment.”
he keeps one hand on her cheek, placing the other on her waist. he grins between kisses, couldn’t wipe it from his face even if he tried. “ i think i have an idea on how long. i’m sorry it took so long for us to find our way back to each other. ”
a laugh. “ yes — you, the god of death doesn’t deserve love. god you are so very stubborn, aren’t you?” She can’t help but smile at him. “ I get it, I suppose. but everyone deserves forgiveness. Sometimes it just takes time.”
“ death and love don’t exactly go hand in hand, they never have. i think that at one point i deserved it but now, after everything i’ve done and said, i don’t. ”
“I’m sure you remember a time in which sixteen was practically middle age, I wasn’t a fuckin’ child, Dad.” He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his palms and sighed. He wasn’t fighting him, more so just speaking, no emotion, but hurt. Just unadulterated need for whatever comfort he could get from the man who once seemed to like him. Of course, he was barely walking at the time. “Why? I mean, it’s none of your business who I whore out to, why is this all so fuckin’ confusing?”
He wrinkled his nose and let out a soft laugh. “This is all so fucked up, I’m sorry.”
“ sure, i remember those times but i’ve judged many souls, i know that no one is grown at sixteen. you are an immortal, you are a fucking child at sixteen. ” he frowns, “ i don’t care who you sleep with. i just wish you’d make sure it isn’t someone who’s just taking advantage of you. that’s what hook and the evil queen did, they took advantage of a hurt child. ” he ignores his sons apology, eyes darting away.
evie doesn’t drop her candy-apple smile, but there is something in it that grows sharper. he certainly isn’t WRONG, on both fronts. aeron doesn’t talk about his father with her but what she’s gleaned of the god of death and his children certainly gives him no help into the designer’s good graces. “ well, you know, smiling uses less muscles than frowning. i’d rather not overextend myself for you. i didn’t realize that i had stumbled into ‘meet the parents’ week’. come to see if i meet your standards? ”
he starts laughing at her words, what was with humans thinking that their insults hurt him. “ you are a mortal. i’ll decide if you meet my standards when you inevitably die and i judge your soul. ” at the words, he gives her his most charming grin.
“I know we’re being civil at the moment, but Hercules wasn’t the only problem in this situation, Father. So before we start that conversation I suggest we move on.” She smiled playfully toward him. She figured growing up in the underworld would have been a welcome change. “I think that’s the reason I’m here. To try and make this a home, because it should have been at one point, right?”
he chuckles, smile small as he nods at her words. she was right, they did need to move on from that topic before the conversation took a sour turn.“ it definitely should have been. it took me a while to realize it but this is the only place that has ever truly felt like home for me, i would have wanted the same for you kids. ”
the goddess leans back from him, her eyes linger on the fruit resting in his hand. her heart, thuddingly wildly when she reaches for her ticket home.
she hadn’t expected this. but he’d always been unpredictable. the fruit is rough beneath her fingers, as they twitch in anticipation.
her eyes find his. it’s a moment of hesitation, before she brings the pomegranate to her lips. the goddess finds she’s trembling as her teeth split the skin of the tart fruit. she finds it sweet — it tastes like home.
the pomegranate’s blood like juice dribbles down her chin — as something stirs in her. a fire she’d long let burn to embers — only stirred by him.
words escape her — she feels they’d ruin it. the pomegranate tumbles from her hands as she then moves them to pull him closer.
her lips press against his as if it’s the last time they’d ever kiss. her hands around his neck, desperate to be closer to him. she’ll save the words for later.
the queen has come home.
he’s grinning. the moment the pomegranate leaves his hand, a smile takes over his face and he doesn’t even try to hide it. how many nights had he sat in his throne room, dreaming of a moment like this one.
he kisses her back, a laugh falling from his mouth as he brings up his hands to cup her cheeks, using a thumb to wipe the juices from her chin.
he doesn’t speak himself, so many words coming to him but none of them felt right for the moment. none of them conveying exactly how much this moment meant to him.
The prince of Hell’s jaw seemed to drop at the confession of his father. What did he just say? Aeron was bracing himself for something, he wasn’t sure what. Maybe a shout of pure rage, an embarrassment about being the father of someone like him. Accuse him of the sins he knew he had already committed. But the monotone softness took him by surprise. A tear unconscious tear burned his cheek as he ripped up his hand and roughly rubbed it away.
“Why? It wouldn’t have stopped any of this shit. I’m still the fuck up I always have been. You’d just be guilty of murder. You know, again.”
hades looks away when he sees the tear, pretending to look around. “ you were a child. a hurt child. they had no right to use you that way. ” he doesn’t mention that he’s the reason his son was hurting at the time. he chuckles, “ i’m a god. a little murder charge doesn’t bother me. if we were off the isle, i could have been more creative with my punishment, less murder and more rolling a boulder up a cliff for the rest of eternity. ”
she offers a small smile. “ i don’t know why you’d ever think you didn’t deserve it. yeah – she seems like a smart girl. everyone deserves to be loved. ”
“ after all the pain i’ve caused, i didn’t think that i do. sometimes i still don’t think that i deserve it. ”
just hit my next 100. love you all!
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“ i ran into your daughter. the blonde one. she seems nice. ”
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“ that was lily. she’s a smart kid. she helped me realize that i do deserve to be loved. ”
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I can’t give her the sun, but I can give her a kingdom.
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