#hymnblood

[cindersteps]

CARING FOR SICK MUSES || ACCEPTING

@hymnblood

It had been a while since Zagreus had fallen ill, a strange poison from the surface that manage to bypass the styx’s cleanse had left the underworld prince bed-bound for many days or nights. His burning feet would flicker in his body’s struggle to fight off this intruder.

Even Sabazius had returned home in hopes of helping to heal Zagreus from this ailment. There were numerous times where blood needed life to rouse from his deep slumber, he wouldn’t wake up on his own and in turn wouldn’t eat or drink. Keeping the prince’s strength up was an uphill battle at times.

‘ you don’t look as bad as you did yesterday. ’

Zagreus smiles to greet Sabazius, it had been a long night of feverish rise and falls but it seemed that they had turned a corner.

“I certainly feel better than I did last night…” Blood’s voice was still that of a sickly whisper but he definitely looked more alert than he had been.

[bledf1rst]

MARK GRAYSON dash games [...]

when you get this, post theme songs for your muse ! then tag 5 or more people !

superpower - icon the great

bones - imagine dragons

underdog running w/ my head off - blayne b.

regret - everything everything

nico and the niners - twenty-one pilots

mr. sunshine - arden jones

tagged by / i stole it from @diaboluse >:)))) tagging / @supager, @toonsupe, @hymnblood, @frozyn, @korinthiakos and everyone on the dash !!!!!!!!

[sffroncloaked]

@hymnblood zag vc : I'm not mad, melinoe. I'm just disappointed

Oh, her face is turning almost as red as her eye. ❛❛ I'm telling you I don't fancy him I just think he's a good fighter !! Zag !! Stop laughing !! ❜❜

[stygicniron]

hymnblood asked:

❝ who came up with this idea ? i have some strong words for them. ❞

Lost Meme -- @hymnblood

Nico's mouth pressed together in frustration. He would've thought that answer would be obvious, but maybe Zagreus wanted him to say it out loud, just to be sure. And that seemed fair anyway, better to not make assumptions.

"Father did," he said, looking at the dead crowding up on the far side of the Styx as the actual lines processing the dead stood uncharacteristically empty. Even in the House itself where there always seemed to be ghosts gathered to appeal to Hades, not a soul lingered. It seemed like the whole of the Underworld held its breath, expecting an attack from Hades at any minute. "He thought it would be better to hold this realm and let Olympus fall then go to help."

He tried to swallow back the bitterness in his voice and failed.

[remainsinsensate]

Alecto gazed upon the boy as he stood and brushed himself off. So strange  —  familiar, but in a far-off and confusing way, as if she was standing in for another person, as if she was a voyeur of someone else’s life. She had never seen this boy before, but nonetheless it did not stop the pull from somewhere deep within her chest. She was silent, completely  —  she stood still as the grave, not even the chains attached to her wrists making a sound  —  until finally she remembered that when two people were meeting each other for the first  ( ? )  time, it was common to open your mouth and speak words at them.

                     ❝  You.  ❞  This was said with some difficulty. She couldn’t quite recall how to make the words happen in ways that other people didn’t think meant you had something very wrong with you.    ❝  You are. The boy. With the blood. Not my blood. Someone else’s. Who is like me.  ❞

Which definitely made sense, and Alecto was very good at this “interacting with other people” thing.

                    {  @hymnblood​.

[deathleadsarc]

@hymnblood sent a letter: ❛ the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead. ❜ an old MCR lyric meme //

―  🜛  ― well-spoken and shining truth, though This Alchemist likened herself to more animalistic attributes  ( streaking and tearing, shrieking and howling  )  but sharpened as a weapon? cutting apart any who dared to hold fast to her spirits? The eternal blade which long lost its handle, swinging wildly all around her. O' blood against silver  ―  what a sight to behold !

     " And yourself? Is thy life sharp? How many have you cut apart by simply living? " 

[yunhuntress]

@hymnblood asked: “  stop fussing— this isn’t my blood.  ”

The huntress raised a brow as it registered. No, it was not his essence over him but others. That made much more sense and so Fang relaxed a bit more. Instinct had been to show concern for him.

"Whose is it?"

[eriny3s]

@hymnblood asked: ∗ 23﹕ sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . / for meg

she  feels  him  approach  ,  her  back  to  the  party  buzzing  about  inside  the  palace  ,  her  shoulder  blades  bare  .  she  feels  him  gently  tuck  the  zipper  back  into  place  ,  fingertips  then  shifting  the  tag  where  it  belongs  —  tucked  against  powder  blue  skin  .  she  turns  to  look  over  her  shoulder  to  him  ,  yellow  eyes  finding  heterochromatic  .  

❛  thanks  ,  ❜  she  says  softly  ,  pink  painted  lips  barely  moving  as  she  traces  his  movement  ,  surprise  clear  on  her  features  .

it  has  been  a  while  since  she's  seen  him  ...  at  all  ,  much  less  like  this  ,  much  less  this  CLOSE  .  he  looks  like  he's  truly  coming  into  his  own  —  something  megaera  had  once  upon ��a  time  doubted  that  he  would  .  they  both  lean  against  the  railing  now  ,  the  river  styx  flowing  below  the  overlook  .  

this  party  may  be  in  the  house  ,  but  it  is  ENTIRELY  for  zagreus'  benefit  .  she  was  kept  out  of  the  politics  of  it  ,  for  once  ,  which  she  had  appreciated  at  the  time  .  now  ,  however  ,  she  feels  out  of  her  depth  .  

what  should  she  say  ?  

she  ultimately  says  nothing  ,  but  that  does  not  mean  she  can  take  her  eyes  off  of  him  .

[singofus-a]

@hymnblood asked: ‘ you could’ve gotten yourself hurt ! ’ / for dusa

meme i've forgotten | Not Accepting

"I guess? But I'm already dead a-and you needed my help so..." Her serpents moved restlessly over one another, hinting at Dusa's anxiety over Zagreus's worry and sharp words.

"I-I'm sorry, but what was I supposed to do? You needed me. And I know you would've done the same for me."

His reaction now was entirely worth what she did in the heat of the moment. She was getting better at using her skills and had just been so focussed on protecting him at all costs that for once she didn't feel anxious and just instinctively stepped in the way. In the end it worked out so all should be okay.

[cindersteps]

getting into drawing and decided to sketch the twins- zag’s eyes being both red is a part of the story of these two

the twin verse is with @hymnblood

[sylvctica]

@hymnblood​​  ➤ unprompted (somewhat shh)

"what did you think was going to happen ?"

      The god blinked stupidly in the direction of the other, before a ‘ehe’ left them. “I definitely did not think trying to move the tree roots to make space would cause the cave entrance to collapse almost immediately. There’s gotta be another way out, though ... right? Sumeru has a crapload of entrances from what I remember ...”

      Too bad they’re just a greenery god and not god of the rocks with some ... rocks, to move rocks. “Just means adventure! I don’t think I’ve gone in this part of Sumeru in like ... err, at least two thousand years? Though ... it’s probably even more foreign for you, no?”

[shecharm]

*   @hymnblood​ sent;   ❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜   ||   prompted,  accepting.

tall ears atop her skull twitch,  the sound of unfamiliar voice piques interest  -  albeit,  meditation had been interrupted . . but she does not mind.  her head shakes,  disrupting the rest of long,  snow white tresses o’er slender shoulders.  “you are welcome here.”  confirmed with right hand moving,  gesturing for him to make himself comfortable in any resting spot.  there were plenty,  deep purple cushions made for ample substitutes compared to chairs and so forth.

“worry not,  dear.”  a faint smile blesses feminine visage,  pink painted lips curled upwards at the corners.  the aura surrounding him was intriguing . . harmless,  no matter.  she does not believe him to be troublesome.  amethyst eyes close once more,  head turning with a soft hum vibrating in her throat.  company was appreciated,  stranger or not.

[epithmia-moved]

@hymnblood​​ :     ❛  what  took  you  so  long ?  ❜

       “  I  —  I’m  sorry  ?  ”

       apology  slips  out  from  parted  lips  almost  if  it  was  on  command,    body  that  jerks  and  falters  in  stride  and  all  movement  like  gears  of  clockwork  jammed  and  they  stare.  emotions  fluctuate  in  their  flow  —  and  they  are  unsure  if  they  should.    mana  expects  some  kind  of  cataclysmic  damage  to  have  been  done,  sheerly  on  instinct  to  match  such  a  statement,  and  stalls  in  all  visible  manner  further  to  let  it  all  sink  in  in  its  entirety.    but  everything  is  all  relatively  within  standards,    and  so  they  let  shoulders  roll  with  a  chest  depressing  sigh.    a  joke,    he  may  possibly  just  be  joking.       “  you  seemed  to  have  everything  under  control  without  need  of  my  intervention.  ”       roll  with  the  punches.  digs  toe  into  the  heap  collapsed  upon  the  earth  closest  to  them  and  tilts  chin  in  thought.    weight  shifts  solidly  to  one  side,    crossed  arm  holding  elbow  of  the  other  which  taps  finger  into  the  apex  of  half  lifted  and  lopsided  tiers.

       “  surely  you  don’t  look  to  be  in  need  of  saving  that  badly  do  you  ?  ”

[sffroncloaked]

Mini tag dump!

☽◯☾ : saffron cloaked nmph ! : melinoë

☽◯☾ : o' brother I will hear you call ! : zagreus

☽◯☾ : she loves the flower/smells it once and gives it to me : persephone

☽◯☾ : thinking he was [mean]/knowing he was [kind] : hades

☽◯☾ : bisexuals stay winning : ooc

☽◯☾ : beauty is terror : aes

☽◯☾ : when i ope my lips let no dog bark : musings

[yunhuntress]

@hymnblood​ asked:❝  don’t feel bad for not knowing—  i was trying not to bother anyone.  you didn’t know because i didn’t let you.  ❞

His words did little to soothe the fury that worked through her bones like a serpent. It lashed out at her muscle and mind as she sighed through gritted teeth. Hands gently worked along gashes upon his arm with a gentleness reserved for close family. A warmth radiated from her palms as she focused on ignoring the rage nipping at the base of her skull.

"You didn't have to offer yourself like a lamb to slaughter to them. They were greedy and took full advantage. It was wrong of them to do that to you." she growled keeping her temper somewhat contained as her healing worked to help the young god. "I will have words with them."

Words that mashed together like hot iron in her jaws as she spoke. She would have words and likely show off why it was dangerous to go for Zagreus a second time. Wrath was powerful for Ragnarok and while not to the level of a god or goddess, Fang could still cause a lot of chaos if provoked.

"How are you feeling now?"

[eriny3s]

@hymnblood asked: ❛ it's easier to bleed than to sweat. ❜ / for meg

does  he  fall  into  the  camp  of  people  who  think  she  is  so  OLD  she  does  not  know  a  slight  when  she  hears  one  ,  or  is  this  his  version  of  wisdom  ?  yes  ,  it  is  easier  to  bleed  than  it  is  to  sweat  -  easier  to  patch  together  dark  magics  than  put  in  mundane  work  .  but  what  else  did  he  expect  them  to  do  ?  there  certainly  were  limited  options  ,  in  her  humble  opinion  ,  that  the  youth  today  could  never  fathom  .  

he  carries  himself  with  a  grace  that  betrays  his  noble  birth  ,  no  matter  what  he  may  play  at  these  days  .  and  while  the  rest  of  the  supernatural  world  is  falling  into  speculation  and  pointed  fingers  ,  here  in  their  charming  fortress  ,  they  can  pretend  to  be  IMMUNE  .  

in  that  regard  ,  it  is  ,  and  has  always  been  ,  easier  to  placate  the  upper  classes  .  those  closest  to  the  erinyes  ,  in  age  and  power  and  wealth  ,  have  always  been  easy  to  trick  .  simply  throw  a  few  coins  ,  glittering  and  blood  soaked  ,  into  the  darkness  and  off  they  go  ,  desperate  to  fetch  .  

not  zagreus  .  

he  had  never  been  that  way  .  megaera  remembers  watching  him  come  into  his  own  ,  remembers  the  dissatisfaction  in  the  house  of  hades  when  he  did  not  turn  out  to  be  the  shining  starlet  of  order  and  contracts  the  dark  lord  himself  had  hoped  for  .

she  sips  her  wine  ,  red  painted  lips  leaving  no  trace  on  the  glass  .  

❛  that  it  may  be  ,  ❜  she  eventually  murmurs  ,  watching  his  response  ,  ❛  but  there  is  a  certain  amount  of  sweat  that  goes  into  drawing  the  BLOOD  .  i  like  to  think  that  evens  it  out  .  ❜