#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.

[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.

[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.

[stygicniron]

Nico blinks in surprise. Cute is about the last thing he expected a s'mores to be described as. He could definitely see sweet, and sometimes they could be sticky or messy, but he's not fully sure how they could be cute. And it is somewhat disappointing that his brother only thinks it's 'fine'. Taking another bite of his s'mores he chews for a thoughtful moment, trying to push aside the beat of sadness that Zagreus doesn't like it as much as he hoped.

"Fruit?" Nico echoes in surprise. That almost sounds healthy, he realizes with no small amount of horror. "You need to try more sweet things," he insists. At least fruit gives him a direction to go in terms of what to try next. "We do have strawberries here," he suggests. "Mr. D helps to make them grow nice and sweet. We could melt chocolate to put on them too!"

" uh ... huh. " he listens and could only look at the little treat sitting innocently in his hand, there's no real issue with the item. it's just a curious thing that zagreus didn't imagine mortals would put together to sate their sweet cravings. it's ... well, it's entertaining to say the least. especially watching nico focus so intently on the marshmallows as he toasted them, even making sure the ... s'more? was properly crafted. " now that i'm looking at it proper, it's kinda cute. " zagreus replies, though, that's probably not the answer nico's looking for. " but yeah, it's fine. " ... even though he's yet to take a genuine bite. there's always a first for everything, right? so he brings the small treat up to his lips and takes a bite. it's warm, sticky, and undeniably sweet.

his thumb swipes at the corner of his mouth to try and get rid the marshmallow. " pretty sweet, typically if we wanted something sweet we'd indulge in fruit. " it wasn't too crazy in terms of desserts.

[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

[brawlqueen]

What does your heart look like?

Basically, there are three due to the aspects / facets of Mizuki throughout the two games, mainly the first game, and seeing her a bit more unburdened in the second, although I feel she is most in character in the OG game of her own route imho, and the second game I personally feel is more a focal point for the plot's twists and turns and we see a lighter, more confident, more free side to her that we didn't get to in the Cyclops Serial Killings, which had her at the epicenter as two of the victim's daughter, however unloved, among several other victims.

However, I think in each one they apply to her, as I feel Mizuki still has not 'healed' and quite frankly, it's unlikely she ever will fully heal from the horrors and tragedies of her life, but that doesn't mean she can't have a hell of an adventurous one and find some peace, someday. Some parts I took out because I didn't feel they were applicable to her!

MOLTEN LAVA AND CHARRED FLESH. your heart burned so fiercely that it burned itself out, leaving horrible scars in its wake, scars on your chest and on the hands of those who touched you the hearts of any who got close enough to connect to yours. burnt up by your own anger, passion and love. the injuries will never fully be erased, but they can be soothed with time and trust.

A CAGE WITH IRON LOCKS you are an enigma. you take care to remain that way. what is it you truly want? you'll never know if you keep your heart locked away like that. you deserve to be known, truly and fully. stop being afraid of what you might find if you open your heart up to self reflection. stop thinking no one will love you the moment they understand you. you are more than the mask you put on.

AN OPEN DOOR, A BURNING HEARTH. your chest is wide open, and your heart is a home. others are welcomed in readily, and asked to stay. you are comfort and love, everything you were never given but so desperately want to provide to others. you have built this welcoming hearth with your own two hands and will not see anyone else left out in the cold. be careful not to burn yourself out trying to keep everyone else warm.

tagged by: @dearmeats tysm quinn!!! i loved doing this ! tagging: @nulltune @zelotae @ofpersistence @colnerys @lykaiia@saizansha @hymnblood @desuetmort @nostomannia @paraleech @psychcdelica @bonescribes @auburniivenus + you!

[chiimaera]

let me assign you a love language.

A VIOLENT DEVOTION

everyone seems to think you are faithless, but the thing is you haven’t yet found someone who will bring you to your knees and make you raise your head in reverence.

this world has stopped bringing you joy, you want more of the divine. You want to dedicate your entire existence to someone; you want to make them realize they are not something terrible, make them see just how much beauty they are bringing to this world.

You want to be the only one for them, the only one they have chosen to love. There’s a god shaped pit inside of you and only they can fit in it. And what if they choose to walk away? Didn’t I say this was violent devotion?

tagged by: @unseenking <3

tagging: @medicbled, @ichoric ( zagreus ), @thecs ( aphrodite ), @singofus ( hermes ), @nectaric ( makaria ), @s01dier, @ontcri, @hymnblood and you!

[deathleadsarc]

what's your role in the tragic play?

misunderstood villain

prepare for an onslaught of both the most dehumanizing and hateful takes, and flood of thirst comments. you are chronically misunderstood. whether or not you're actually evil is debatable. you may be acting out for revenge, to defend someone you love, or even just to protect yourself. you're a pretty jaded person. you don't trust or even really like most people. maybe you did at one point. but that part of you is gone, and you don't go a single day without grieving it.

you think a lot about what your life could have been. you're stuck in the past. you're angry and maybe you don't even want to be, but this is the only way you can see to survive. you're open, but less in a trusting way and more like a wound. you don't like to let people see you, but the hurt spills out of you before you can stop it. you're impulsive, even as you try hard to plan and prepare. maybe someday your side of the story will finally be heard. until then, you can convince yourself that being hated is safer anyway.

tagged by: @wolvensden (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝) / ty tagging: @hmrtia ,  @flameleads , @galeleads  ,  @areapermostcapricious ,  @numberjack , @killerhubby , @terestris , @hymnblood , @flambace ,@enavant, @fractise

[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  .  ❜