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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. / fatherless, he honors always his mother, the goddess nyx. he tirelessly serves his foreign master, whose son at least he adores, despite their opposing manner and outlook. thanatos would never speak of this, but it is clear, to me. whence came the bond they share? my thought is that the master's son must be the god of blood; of life. thus, they are inexorably drawn.' / 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.
@redslife : ❝ as for that safety, i do not want it. it is only more chains. ❞ / to antheia ( circe sentence starters / accepting )
❝ chains ? ❞ she echoed weakly. despite the way her voice wavered, her grip on his arm remained iron - tight, as if that alone would keep him from attempting to barrel into the water once again. petals tumbled freely from her locks as she shook her head, as if to clear her mind of the fright she endured moments earlier : whoever this stranger was thought he could cross the untamed river unharmed, and if she hadn’t raced down the hill, yanked him back, and scolded him for his heedless venture, he would have drowned. ❝ well, if it’s danger you want, there’s more pleasant ways to find it than drowning. ❞ living recklessly, to her, did not seem like truly living. then again, her sisters willfully claimed she got herself into trouble frequently, even though she found her excursions and adventures quite reasonable. perhaps she could come to understand him.
she threw her head back to scan the grassy hilltop — surely she wouldn’t be scolded for helping a stranger in need. ❝ if you won’t come with me, then please, at least let me help you around the river . . . where are you going ? ❞
@redslife -- “true, we don’t know what obstacles fate may bring. but why put off everything, when we can share everything?” / clem // TANGLED: THE SERIES
( 🌿 ) ❝ SOMETIMES THINGS ONE KEEPS hidden is to protect the ones they care for ; would you hide such secrets from those you wished safe if it were DENTRIMENTAL ?? ❞ a simple question, one spoken as fingers brushed along one of zagreus’ hands. it was only a query, nothing to WORRY ABOUT in truth.
@redslife : 'guh-dong!' greets the prince upon seeing death incarnate. / RANDOM ASKS. ALWAYS ACCEPTING.
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 ! at the sound of the prince’s voice, thanatos smiles, crinkling his nose as he looked out at the river styx from his little enclave, decorated in violets and golds at the hand of the young prince. one arm opens, and zagreus is more than content with filling the space that had been formed, death’s fingers tracing shapes into the small of life’s back.
‘ guh-dong, ’ he snorts, rolling his eyes, ‘ is a horrible way to mimic my funeral bell. mortals fear that sound, you know. ’
@godbanes / @redslife : something’s not right about what i’m doing but i’m still doing it. INBOX CLEANOUT. THANATOS & ZAGREUS.
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 ! zagreus speaks, and thanatos’ hands tremble behind his back. SO THEREIN IS THE ADMISSION OF GUILT, thanatos thinks with an upward quirk of his lip, almost amused by what the prince has to say to this statement. something’s not right about what i’m doing, zagreus says; so stay, thanatos thinks.
‘ that’s rich, ’ THANATOS scowls, hurt evident in his voice. it is a bitterness that cannot be offset by the sweetness of nectar, and the gifting of ambrosia would cause him to LAUGH. ( he cannot bear to taste the memories of ambrosia, the sweet saccharine nature of their youth, or the sanguine burn on his tongue. he loves life, loves blood, but surely he cannot be loved back. not when zagreus wants to leave the underworld - leave death - so badly. ) ‘ you admit that what you’re doing is wrong but you continue to do it at no cost to yourself, or to the others here. what a slap in the face, zagreus. i’ll see you later. maybe. ’
DONG ! and death is gone, off to lick the wound of a broken heart. but that would imply he had a heart to begin with.
redslife asked:
❝ you do something for me, in the meantime: don’t give in to what you’re feeling now. ❞
Ask Meme: No Escape -- @redslife
Nico realized he was clenching his fists and forced them to relax. It didn’t go well, his fingers splaying out unnaturally stiff before he shoved his hands out of sight and into his pockets.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he lied, poorly, and purposefully did not meet Zagreus’s eyes. It was annoying when his big brother was right, and he was right way more than Nico liked. But Nico also didn’t like Zagreus to worry, so he managed to drag his gaze up to the god. “I’m not going to do anything stupid. I promise.”
redslife asked:
❝ look, i don’t hold grudges, you know that. ❞
Ask Meme: No Escape -- @redslife
Well, that was one of them anyway, and Nico gave Zagreus a long look. Good for him though, and Nico meant it earnestly. Somehow Zagreus had escaped that shared trait with their father, and he was almost certainly the better for it. A muscle worked in his jaw for a moment, a bitter worrying over the same old memories and grudges that he should have let go of long ago but hadn’t, before he let his shoulders relax.
“I know,” he said after a beat. “You’re lucky. I need--I shouldn’t hold so many grudges.”
@redslife : + for our muses to shower / bathe together 🥰 ( softer prompts / not accepting )
it wasn’t the first time they saw each other naked : far from it, in fact, with all of the times they bathed in lakes and rivers throughout their journey. this was the first proper bath she had since leaving home — well, since leaving the castle of her sisters. home was something she relinquished when she decided freedom was more important than familiarity.
despite her exhaustion, the corners of her lips lifted in a small smile when he extended his hand. the tub was deep and massive, more than large enough for the both of them, and she was grateful zagreus was there to steady her as she climbed in. she released a long exhale as the hot water engulfed her calves, then crept up her thighs and waist as she sank to her knees and sat.
megaera was the first to break the comfortable silence with a low chuckle as she watched the dirt on her hands dissolve. ❝ we’re disgusting . . . i’m amazed your father allowed us inside. ❞ she hadn’t noticed how filthy they both truly were until she stepped across the pristine threshold and glimpsed her reflection in a nearby mirror. of course, even if she hadn’t seen herself, king hades’ expression of pure disgust told her everything.
❝ turn around, ❞ she instructed as she took the bowl, soap, and one of the washcloths from the nearby table, and for once, he readily obeyed. as she saturated the cloth, she poured water across his back, then lathered the soap on the cloth. ❝ you know zagreus, ❞ she began as she scrubbed the grime from between his shoulders, ❝ i never properly thanked you for trusting me. ❞ she asked a lot of him when she told him she would aid in his escape, and he could have easily left her to deal with the consequences of betraying her sisters, but . . . he insisted she deserved to live. the more they saw together, the more she wanted to. ❝ so . . . thank you. really. ❞
once she washed the soap from his skin, she set the bowl and cloth down on the rim of the tub and hooked one arm around his waist. she leaned him against her chest with a gentle tug and watched as he settled his head on her shoulder. with the hand still coated in soap, she carefully cleaned his face with her thumb. satisfied, she planted a light kiss to his lips. ❝ now let me get your hair. ❞
