#thegoddessofspring

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@thegoddessofspring ⇢ ( persephone. ) prayed : [ LINDEN ] sender cares for receiver, who took a hit to protect them.

he remained seated in silence; there was no point in denying it to persephone. she had made it clear, no one would tend to him but her. and even if the cut was shallow, even if there was no real pain, hades allowed it. he allowed her. this time felt different from all the others. there was guilt in the way her hands trembled slightly, in the careful attention she gave to every movement. guilt that did not belong to her.

she was not to blame. she never had been. he would never allow her to be harmed. not by accident, not by intent. stepping in front of her had been instinct, a choice he would make a thousand times over without hesitation. his body had always been a shield where hers was concerned. crimson eyes followed her every movement as she cleaned the wound, the soft cloth brushing against his skin. he barely noticed the sensation; his focus never left her face.

❝ you look worried, love. ❞ he murmured gently. reaching out, he took her hands in his, steadying them, grounding her as much as himself. his touch was warm, reassuring. ❝ i am fine, you don't need to worry so much. ❞ he promised softly. and yet, if she did. he would never ask her to stop.

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 .  

[mysterycflife]

@thegoddessofspring asked: you have no idea who i am, do you? (Meeting Grandpa Cronus for the first time?)

"Should I?" he replied, not out of rudeness but confusion. So many new gods and goddesses had been born in his absence. It seemed like the main difference between the Titans and Olympians had been their approach to relationships. The only one of his brothers who had ever fathered a child out of wedlock had been Iapetus, and he hadn't known about it until a few months ago. The Titans had stayed loyal and bonded to their mates to a fault. Even the most stubborn of them hadn't been able to escape that. "There are so many of you." And he had no need to remember everyone when he didn't leave Elysium.

[akinamihaelis]

Book “The goddess of spring”. Korean ver. Park Hae Jin - Hades, Lee Bo Young -  Carolina Santoro.

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thegoddessofspring asked : ❛ i want to go home now. ❜

for the first time he had thought of her deeply          he had done something for her that had nothing to do with him. when did it changed ? when did he started to care ? he had hoped for the time when someone would come and take her away, when someone would try to take her away and he would pretend to be weak enough to let it happen. after all what he whised to accomplish when he decided to kidnap her had already been done. the gods had seen what little he could do to wreck their peace. and yet now that someone had come to take her away          even in the same way he had done so          hades found himself fighting to get persephone back          why ? why not just let her go ?

let her deal with this shit and move one with your own.

too late for him to go back, and deep down he wished not to go back without her. for a brief of a second his ruby eyes show some sympathy for the goddess when earing her words          but it last just a second. ❝ come then, i will take you back          wherever that is i will give you this chance to do as you please. ❞ was this happening ? was he finally giving her a chance to choose what happens with her ? ❝ come with me or stay here          with him. ❞ his hand if offered to the other. he is ready to be denied but then she would never know how much he had done to be here right now          to safe her. and after all he was the only one to ever came for her.

ALIEN: EARTH PROMPTS ↷ @thegoddessofspring // accepting.

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@thegoddessofspring ↷ ( persephone. ) asked : ❝ where is all the candy i just bought? ❞

❝   what candy ?   ❞           his voice carried a note of surprise                  but his crimson eyes betrayed him instantly. there was no candy. not anymore at least. he and charon had eaten every last piece, unable to keep their hands ( or mouths ) to themselves. truly, it wasn't entirely his fault. persephone should've known better than to leave it lying around. if she wanted to play hallowen, she should've known that the real trick was trying to keep her candy safe from hades.

❝   they were good, though.   ❞            charon voice cracked somewhere in the back, and hades rolled his eyes back, knowing that the other had just given out the truth of what had happened.

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@thegoddessofspring ⇢ ( persephone ) asked : [ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ text, persephone. ] : not good. [ text, persephone. ] : this isn't the same without you. [ text, persephone. ] : charon is make me insane.

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@thegoddessofspring asked : [ wound ] — sender has to patch up a wounded receiver grudgingly

          hades had never felt so vulnerable with anyone                      for a long time it had been just him and no one else. he had never let anyone else seen him hurt, bleeding or in need of any help. he was a king after all and for that he had to remain strong                       but also he could not let that scared kid get the best of him anymore. and yet now he sat before persephone, wounded and needing her help                       for so long he had pushed her away, and so did she. yet for some reason they had learned to stand each other, to at least share some respect.

so it was not a surprise that when coming back hurt like he had gone into a battle, persephone had shown hades something closer to concern. the god was not sure if he liked this feeling or not. it was indeed a weird feeling to have someone carrying for him                       he sat bare naked, his chest showing for the goddess for the first time. showing her the endless scars that decorated his entire torso, scares of past histories, of past wars                        of a life he no longer cares to remember.           ❝   i could have done this myself.   ❞            oh but the pride would never leave the god’s mouth, yes indeed he could have done this himself, he could patch his own wounds, after all he had done so for so long now                        but was indeed something he needed ?           ❝   thank you.   ❞            the words leave his lips quickly, it was but the first time he would be grateful for something she had done.

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@thegoddessofspring ⇢ ( persephone ) prayed : pin .  Hades  pushes Persephone against a wall

it happen in seconds, the god let himself fall out of control. his strong hands found each of persephone's arms and he pressed her body against the nearest wall. the movement was quick, sharp, but never cruel. it was not meant to hurt her. never to hurt her. his body followed, pressing against hers, letting her warmth seep into his skin like a forbidden comfort he had denied himself for too long. ❝ do you have any idea how you make me feel ? ❞

his voice was a rough whisper, calm in tone but stripped of the composure she had always known in him. there was something raw there, something dangerously honest. ❝ do you have any idea how much i have to control myself around you ? ❞

his hands slid from her arms to her waist, fingers tightening just enough to hold her there, to ground himself as much as to keep her close. the god leaned in slowly, breath mingling with hers, tasting the risk of this moment before it even happened. every instinct in him pulled forward. every ounce of restraint begged him to stop. ❝ tell me to stop, persephone. ❞

the plea was quiet, almost fragile. he meant it. if she said the word, he would step back. he would bury this fire again. crimson eyes dropped to her kips for a heartbeat before lifting to meet hers, searching, waiting. caught between devotion and desire.

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 .