#i’ll be the persephone to his hades and he can take me away to the afterlife for an eternity of sweet love

[wildsaltair]

I just YEARN for Maximus. just to give him forehead kisses and take a long walk with him and share a meal with him and fall asleep under the stars beside him. I just yearn to be the one who makes him smile and the one he knows he can trust with his heart

[xoxochb]

⋆·˚ ༘ * only bought this dress so you could take it off (take it off!)

warnings: iykyk…

pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hades and persephone

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this time aphrodite wasn’t here to help you get ready which disappointed you in a way. this time percy’s mother helps. a plus side was that your brother would still be walking you down the aisle

“does it feel weird not living in your palace?” asks sally

“well I lived there my whole life. I don’t think I ever liked growing up in royalty though, my father was always controlling of me and my siblings”

“so I’ve heard”

you nod your head. “it was awful. my sister even moved out when she was of age. I don’t speak to her often either but I’m hoping I’ll be able to visit some time”

“I didn’t know you had a sister?”

“melinoe. she’s a goddess”

“minor?”

“very. my parents kind of wanted her to be kept a secret but I suppose I told you so it’s not really a secret anymore” you laugh

sally finishes tying your hair back and puts her hands on your shoulders. “you look lovely. percy is very lucky”

your cheeks flush a pink hue at the mere mention of your soon-to-be husband. good gods of olympus— if someone told you a month ago you would be marrying him instead of his brother you would’ve laughed in their face. yet here you are. you can’t help but feel nervous about this, yes you had been seeing percy since you were twelve and you were beyond comfortable being in this relationship but what if he didn’t feel that way? gods this whole marriage was your fault, I mean you’re only eighteen what if it was too early? did he actually not want to get married?

“oh, dear. you look like you’ve seen a ghost”

“I don’t think I thought things through”

sally frowns and sits on the bench beside you. “nervous?”

“yes. do you think percy really wants to get married? or is he just saying it so I can be happy?”

“(name), marriage is the only topic he has been able to stay on since it happened. I can assure you he is over the moon about this”

you feel tears brewing in your eyes but you quickly push them back to prevent ruining your makeup. “really?”

“yes, darling. I’d never lie to you”

you open your mouth to speak but the door opens, revealing your brother. “we’re starting in five”

you turn back to sally and mutter a quiet ‘thank you’ before exiting the room with nico and you begin walking out to the double doors leading to the beach

“take two” nico jokes, holding his arm out for you to link yours with, instead you throw your arms around him, without a doubt he returns the embrace

“thank you, nico”

“for what?”

“for being my brother”

“well then you’ll be happy to know I’ll always be your brother. even if you decide you hate me”

you pull away with a sigh and loop your arms through his. “I think I’m ready”

“promise me something”

“anything”

“you’ll visit me in the underworld”

“I will. I’m sure percy isn’t very welcome there anymore though”

you both burst out into an uncontrollable laughter. when you try to get any words out your stopped but your inability to breathe

“oh my gods— imagine dad’s face!”

the image of hades seeing your boyfriend husband fills your mind, making you lose any breath you had left. you decide to add onto the fit, “do you know— how dad was so eager to get me married-” you breathe out “he was obsessed with triton I’m starting to think he likes him more than mom”

“now that’s a wedding I would like to attend”

when both of your breathing steadies back to normal you collect yourself and wipe the slight tears that streamed down your face, fixing your hair to assure you like presentable for guests

“okay I’m ready for real now”

“then let’s get you married!”

you take in one last deep breath before opening the double doors and walking out onto the platform covering the sandy ground. the scent of salt water fills your scenes instantly. this time it wasn’t because of your asshole ex husband. this may have been the most nerve wracking part of the wedding— people watching your every move, but when your eyes meet a pair of sea-green ones your nerves feel at peace

when you finally make your way to the altar you hug nico once more before ushering him to his seat, then taking both percy’s hands into yours to prevent them from shaking anymore

“strapless dress? how’d you know those are my favorites?”

your cheeks flush red and you roll your eyes. “shut up”

“want me to save the dirty talk for later? I understand, my mouth is sealed”

when everyone finally settles the officiate begins speaking all that nonsense that they say at weddings. you’ve never actually been to one but you supposed if you were in the crowd this might have been the perfect opportunity to take a nap. he talked on and on for what felt like forever until the vows and until the ending kiss— your personal favorite part. when he finally said the iconic ‘you may kiss the bride’ you were sure you’ve never seen percy move as fast as he did then, quickly throwing your arms around each other into a very non-audience appropriate kiss which on a normal day you would’ve scolded percy for but you were to happy to care about anything right now

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you didn’t end up getting home until around midnight unfortunately. and you should have seen it that the moment you got walked through the doors percy would be eagerly sliding your dress zipper down. you made him wait however— finding it amusing every time you pulled his hands off you, making him wait until you were in your shared bedroom. after what felt like percy’s whole life (he was sure it had been) he was able to unzip your white dress

“you’re quite eager” you laugh. percy ignores your comment and slides your dress off once the zipper was undone, you fumble with your legs to throw it on the floor, then connect your lips back with percy’s as you unbutton his white shirt

“have I told you that you look gorgeous tonight?” he mumbles into your mouth, making butterflies erupt into a frenzy in your stomach

“fifteen times”

when finally you unbutton the rest of the shirt you tear it off and throw it to the side— you only hope it didn’t hit anything important. percy then slides his hand from your bare waist to your underwear, and slowly slides them down your legs. you know for sure you’re not getting even a second of sleep tonight

@azure-drag0ness @itzmeme @leathesimp @pevenxie @mp-littlebit @inclusivesimping

[louloulemons-posts]

Newts and Water Hyacinths

Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

Summary : Deciding to spend his day with his favourite girl, Eddie goes to her home, but where is she?

Word Count : 1.2K

Warnings : Pure fluff, use of Y/N, potential incorrect information about plants, pet names, reader is basically the child of Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom, kisses, Eddie is whipped lol.

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Eddie coming over wasn’t a new thing at all, you were friends for a year or so before dating so him being at your home was a common occurrence.

He knocked on the front door before pushing it open and letting himself in. “Honey I’m home,” he called out, chuckling lightly. No response. “Baby? Where are you?”

Wondering through the lounge and the kitchen he couldn’t find the girl he adored so much. Jogging up the stairs, fingers tapping on the bedroom door before he entered.

Cosy and neat-ish, well your neat. Plants all over the room in various sizes and colours, books stacked upon books, notebooks and journals overflowing with drawings and facts about animals and plants, shells and pretty rocks sat on shelves. Not here either.

Eddie tried not to panic but couldn’t really help it, there was only one other place you’d be. He pushed back the nets on your window slightly and sighed with relief.

The small stream sparkling in the days sunlight. Stood in patchwork dungarees, and wellie boots, a smile noticeable from miles away, was you, Eddies favourite person.

Many people couldn’t believe that you and Eddie were dating. His mean and satanic appearance making it seem impossible for him to be with someone so kind and loveable.

But you were one of the few people who saw through Eddies outer layer, saw him for the sweet and gentle boy he really was.

Smiling to himself Eddie headed back down the stairs, through the kitchen and out the back door. Wandering down to the beautiful stream. “Hey Sweetheart!”

Looking up from your crouched position you smiled at the curly haired metal head. “You found me.”

“I’ll always find you. Figured if you weren’t in the house, you’d be here. Found anything.”

Nodding and brushing a stray hair away from your face you picked up a water filled jar that also held a small newt. “Aren’t they cute Eds?” you asked, standing up to show him.

“It’s a red spotted newt, they’re not normally from places like this, so I might take them inside. Get dad to take a look, make sure they’re safe,” as you explained, he watched your brows furrow in slight concern for the creature.

“That’s a real sweet thought, I think it’s a great idea. We might have to get them somewhere a little bigger to stay though,” he suggested, to which you nodded.

Picking up one of your journals from the slightly damp grass, you passed the jar to Eddie. Climbing from the steam a ramble began, “I drew a couple of water hyacinths too, which isn’t great, I’ll have to tell mom. They can be really invasive, they’re actually a hazard for boats and grow really quickly!”

“Is that right?” Eddie said, sliding his hand into your free one, holding the jar with their newt buddy in the other. “Mhm it’s real pretty Ed’s but so dangerous!”

“Like you?”

“Me?!” your eyes widening as you looked at the boy.

“Yeah baby, just like you. So pretty, but you’re almost like a siren!”

“How?”

“Everyone just loves you. All wanna be your friends, or more. You have to let them all down easy cause you’ve got your bunch already.”

Nodding in agreement, “‘M not dangerous though Eds.”

“With eyes as pretty as those baby, you could make anyone do anything you wish. Trust me I know.”

“You know Ovid said that Sirens were friends of the Goddess Persephone, they were turned into monsters when Hades abducted her.”

“How do you keep all that knowledge in that head?”

“Dunno. It’s nothing useful though,” you shrugged. Motioning to the bench near the back door Eddie placed the jar down, “Sit.”

You complied. “Its interesting though, and some people will think it’s useful, depends who you talk too.” He squatted down, gently taking you boot covered foot in hand.

“Hm, maybe.”

“Definitely, do you know how much I hear Henderson praising you and saying how cool you are for knowing all this stuff. Even Sinclair Junior thinks it’s awesome and nothing impresses her,” he laughed, pulling the red boot off and placing it next to the bench to dry.

Wiggling your toes, Eddie smiled at your multicoloured thick socks. “Erica’s a sweetheart.”

“So are you, saving that newt, saving the steam from those flowers, saving me from being a lonely old grump.”

That did make you laugh, as he pulled off the other boot you spoke, “You’d never end up alone, so many people love you. Including me.”

“Yeah? You love me?” he grinned, it wasn’t a phrase you’d really said to him before.

“Yeah Eds, I love you a lot. Favourite person and all. Only person who I share everything with.”

“I love you too, and thank you for that, love your rambles. Love everything about you sweet girl.”

Standing up his full height he took her hands, “Careful, climb up on the bench, don’t want you dirtying your socks.” Slowly standing up, keeping your hands in Eddies, now taller than him.

Leaning down you softly pressed your lips to his plush ones, arms wrapping round his neck and legs around his waist. Pulling away you spoke, “Don’t drop me.”

“Never,” he stated, pecking your lips again.

“I’ll come back for you in a sec buddy,” he said to the orange amphibian in the glass jar. Placing you down on the counter, Eddie could only beam at you, pushing falling strands of hair behind your ears he kissed you once more.

It was always something that made your heart feel like it’d come out of your chest. Fingers running through the curls at the nape of his neck, tugging slightly so he’d know not to stop.

If you didn’t have to breathe, you’d never let him stop, never ever. Would kiss him for the rest of time. Breaking away with a chuckle, Eddie rubbed his thumb on your rosy cheeks, kissing there too.

“You go and find a bigger home for our friend and I’ll go fetch ‘em and your journal, okay?” Words weren’t working for you at the minute, mind still racing from the kiss, so nodding would have to do.

Jumping down from the counter gently, you rummaged though the cupboards for a suitable waiting space. Perfect an old fish bowl, “Hey Eds we’ll have to make a trip back down to the stream,” you called out.

“Why’s that?” head popping round the door, and placing the jar and book on the side, Eddie wandered over. “Need the water, don’t want the little guy to get sick. Too much change can’t be good.”

“I’ll go, you stay put,” kissing your cheek once more, he grabbed the fish bowl and wandered away. Watching him walk down the garden, you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were.

Having someone so kind, so considerate, a great friend, and even better boyfriend, just someone who you never had to pretend with. You could just be Y/N and he could just be Eddie. And that was perfect for you.

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[alyona11]

Ok time for my big Hadestown hot take and that’s that West End Hadestown doesn’t give you a 100% Hadestown experience. It’s still ridiculously good and 100% worth seeing, don’t get me wrong (I used my opportunity and saw it twice and will likely see it again if I’m in London), but it kinda made me realise a couple of things about OBC production that will always be my Roman Empire and make me deeply upset Broadway is too greedy to give us an OBC proshot.

So, here are some of my thoughts and reflections based on seeing Hadestown live on West End + seeing different versions (including London National theatre proshot) in boots. I think you can pretty solidly say that in Hadestown there are 2 main stories: Orpheus/Eurydice and Hades/Persephone. And even though arguably Orphedice is the main most important story, it my opinion it also wins from Hadesphone story being strong. Which works perfectly in OBC due to Amber Gray and Patrick Page delivering a very deep nuanced performances as their characters.

I think part of the success of Hadestown when it works on its fullest is how it creates a very deep emotional journey. And I feel that regardless which pair of Orpheus and Eurydice you have (if we take Broadway/tour/West End take on the characters) it’ll still work! Like you need to try really hard to mess up orphedice the way people wouldn’t root for Orpheus or wouldn’t empathise with Eurydice because they are so relatable and cute. You instantly love them, they are so so lovable. So orphedice part is one thing in Hadestown that imo works if not always then in 99% of the cases.

Hades and Persephone’s part of the story in the contrary is VERY hard to nail on 100%, in my opinion, and this is literally driving me crazy. Maybe seeing Amber Gray and Patrick page in professional recording awoken some feelings in me, I don’t know. I will state straight away that I also do enjoy other actors’ takes on characters and I do see some very interesting character moments there and there. However, I keep returning to the thought that Amber/Patrick’s characterisation works SO WELL for the main narrative. I’ll try to explain why I think so. Consider it my love letter to the OBC.

First and foremost, I feel like Hadesphone story has a very fine dynamic that the actors have to nail, so you would feel that: 1) these two still love each other; 2) these two are buried under their problems and see no way out, only a miracle (aka Orpheus and his song) can save their marriage.

And if the first one usually works at least due to Epic 3, the second one, imo, often (at least partially) falls victim to acting/directing choices which can cause troubles with point 1 as well. I think one big thing I’ve noticed is that often Persephone’s alcoholism gets forgotten in the acting performance. Like yeah sure her choreography includes drinking from a flask but in comparison to Amber you never get a feeling that she is absolutely wasted. Which, is in my opinion something that you should feel when you’re watching the show and something I was constantly forgetting about when I was watching the show on West End. I feel in Amber’s performance you can constantly see that her Persephone’s feel good attitude is a façade of a broken person who knows that her marriage is going to hell in front of her eyes yet she is too passive and hopeless to try to make an active change (well, she does try in Chant and nothing happens), so her only way is to chase the sense of normality that the “medicine” gives her. But when she is alone, if you get to catch a moment when people are not looking at her, you can see a deep sadness under her positive front and her memory of the old days when everything was more simple. Nevertheless, the main point that the lyrics literally say is that Persephone is blinded by the river of wine. And this is crucial to her character and her relationship with Hades because the story states that even though Hades is a problem and he is an active actor in creating more problems, he is not the only failure in this relationship. Persephone needs to be woken up from her apathy almost as much as Hades does and this is something that we see during If It’s True.

From Hades’ side I feel like it’s not a good decision to make him a total villain because when he is irredeemable you don’t feel like the whole “song that will fix the world” has any chance of working long term. I think Patrick nailed a deep antagonist very well. His Hades is weird and lowkey creepy and alien. He does objectively bad things but when you look at him you can’t stop thinking that he doesn’t operate in regular human logic or morality. When I look at him in Chant, it feels to me that his words about building stuff to impress Persephone are absolutely sincere, and I can absolutely see that his Hades doesn’t understand why she is so upset about it when his intentions are so so clear. Maybe it’s my vision but even before Epic 3 when he is so far gone and buried in his projects and messed up ideas I don’t have a single doubt that Persephone is a single motivator and goal of Patrick Hades’ life and that he literally doesn’t need any other being to care about. And tragically this fixation is what makes him blind to all other things he does even if those things ruin Persephone’s life (and other people’s but tbh I don’t think he cares).

I feel like by removing Persephone’s Chant 2 verse Hadestown created more problems for Hades and Persephone part of the story making it a much harder job for the actors to prove to the audience that Hades and Persephone have a chance to make their relationship work. Like I get that maybe it was a necessary things to do (even though I think the show is much better with it) but it made it so much harder to empathise with this particular part of the story unless the actors use the choices that work in the narrative. Because for example when I was watching the show on West End part of me was wondering “what is Persephone’s deal in all of that, what does she win by staying with Hades?” With the verse, and with Broadway Previews or London 2018 in particular this part was clear: Persephone still loves Hades and believes that he has the opportunity to change and become a better man he used to be. Without the verse, however, the actors should give you the same idea during the show which is a hard task considering Hades and Persephone have only 2 big conversations together (Chant and How Long). So apart from those songs there are only subtle mostly silent moments they get together through which the actors have to convey the same thought which is hella difficult and probably hardly will be appreciated by anyone apart from the people who sit closely.

So, maybe because in the actor combo I saw (Zachary and Lauren), I got a feeling that even though they were great separately, I didn’t feel much chemistry between them as a pair. I think, Persephone seemed pissed and tired of Hades all the time until How Long and I didn’t feel that she still believes in his willingness to change. And Zach Hades despite being entertaining, kinda gives the impression of Hades who has other options, he is not into Persephone enough. The only sparkle appears between the two in Epic III which is still cute but I’m not sure if it works just as well if that’s the first time you see the show? Also considering Zach Hades gives more malicious intent in His Kiss, The Riot it seems that he is not even slightly interested in Orpheus having any opportunity to succeed with his quest. Which is not bad, don’t get me wrong! But in comparison to Patrick who is deeply self projecting into Orpheus to the point where you could see that even though he doesn’t want to let him go, part of him does because it would prove he too could succeed in his challenge of waiting for Persephone, this take seems a bit lacking. And overall because of His Kiss, their promise in Wait For Me doesn’t seem as giving much hope that the story won’t repeat itself next Sunday. Which in its turn makes Orpheus’ sacrifice feel a bit… worthless. If on Broadway, when Orpheus turns, but spring comes again you feel like it is the start of something new: hopefully a kinder and softer time. On West End the show also wants you to feel it but when you think about Hades and Persephone you feel…less certainty that this sacrifice will have a long term effect?

I guess the creators wanted to concentrate on Orpheus and Eurydice more and forget about Hades and Persephone by making them more secondary story or maybe there was a lack of director’s involvement to give the cast some hints on how to make this particular part of the story work better, but it feels to me that in its current state the show works in its 85% power which is still great but once you know there is something missing you can’t stop thinking about it and wishing the show would give you those 15% you crave.

[harryforvogue]

The Queen's Going Away Party*

It's nearly time for Hades and Persephone to part once more. This is that story. But made kind of positive. This is purely a self indulgent fic. It's also an apology for not writing as much as I used to and for the horrendous title.

It's 4.5k words. There's some smut at the end, but it's mostly just Hades!Harry being grumpy as hell and Persephone trying to keep it together.

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Hades, or Harry, looks at his wife across the table as she speaks with Thanatos to redefine the barriers of the incoming souls for the next day. “The grays,” she says softly, pointing at the map she’s made herself with parchment and ink, “must be spoken to after they’ve crossed the river Styx. I’ll speak with them as well to make sure they’re peaceful and not restless. Hopefully the abode we’ve made for them will keep them satiated and at bay for the day. Charon will be negotiated with later today as well.”

Persephone first introduced the idea of a “going away party” when she arrived back to Hades 6 months ago. She’d excitedly spoken about this new thing that mortals introduce where they celebrate goodbyes with drinks, food, music, and dance instead of sorrow and anguish. It's what she envisioned for her own departure. Now that it's actually happening, Harry isn’t so sure he’s all that excited about the idea.

“To go out with a big bang, as the mortals say,” she’d argued, fluttering around him as he walked away from her at the first mention of it. His fists were clenched, an odd tightness in his chest.

“I will not be celebrating you leaving the realm you belong in,” he’d said, avoiding her.

“I belong in two places, darling. And you’re not actually celebrating me leaving. You’re celebrating the promise that I’ll be back. And spring.”

He had rolled his eyes. “I’m not too keen on celebrating something I never experience. Nor care about.” He'd added the last part angrily and regretted it afterwards, but his wife was too worked up about other things to take offense.

She’d held her ground in front of him, her hands on his chest. She’d slammed the door shut to their room without looking and stared up at him angrily. “I don’t care that you don’t know what spring is. I don’t care that all you know is gloominess and darkness and ghosts. What I do care about is that when I’m leaving, I’ll want us to be enjoying ourselves. So fine. Don’t celebrate my leaving or spring or sunshine, but celebrate the amazing 6 months we’re about to have together.”

Hades had wrapped his hands around her biceps, picked her up, and set her aside. “I will not be happy that day no matter how many heroes and warriors and drinks you bring to this party. I will be mourning the loss of my wife, who I won’t see for the next 6 months.”

She trailed after him as he continued out of their room. Upon leaving, Hades had run into Hermes who had grinned and held a scroll, saying, “Your brother is pissed off. Guess which one?”

“Who invited you in?”

“Hecate of course. Hey, look. Guess the right brother and I’ll spin your queen a dress of pure gold.”

But Harry had waved Hermes away and called for Hecate to secure him somewhere out of his sight. He’d ignored the way Hermes had muttered, “Well, I don’t blame Zeus.” And normally, Harry would have very big problems with others coming in between his feud with his brothers, but he was too angry with his wife to care.

“Listen to me,” Persephone continued, stalking after him. “Why must we weep and suffer when I leave? I hate it too, so can’t we just try this? Something new? You know, the mortals seem to like it just fine.”

Hades stopped, turning to face his wife. “We,” he said quietly, angrily, “are not mortals. We experience emotions worse than them. My sorrow for my wife leaving me is nothing compared to anything a mortal would feel.”

She sighed, crossing her arms. “Let’s just try it. Just once. Let it be a parting gift. Look.” She brightened. “You can help me with the guest list.”

Hermes, being dragged away by Hecate by the scruff of his neck, had called over, “Allow me three plus ones, my King! I have three lovers currently!”

“Remove Hermes from the guest list considerations immediately.”

“You prick!”

“Just think about it,” Persephone insisted. “We have time. Do this for me.”

And Harry had given in. She’d asked so many times and promised so many things, he gave his consent two months in.

She looks beautiful across the table, putting the final touches for tomorrow. He hears her murmur. “Are the musicians ready? Good. And we’ve got all the answers to our invitations, correct? Remind me of who is attending?”

Thanatos goes into a long monologue of those invited. “Amongst the confirmed are Nyx, Eros, Psyche, Pan, Achilles, Hesphaestus, Artemis, Lethe, the Moirae, Adonis–”

“Not Adonis,” Harry groans, imagining the deity fawning over Persephone as he always does.

She just smiles. “It’ll be entertaining. It’s not as if half the invites won’t be falling at your feet.”

“Continue the list, Thanatos.”

“Yes, sir. Patroclus. Nemesis, Apate, though she is, er, in a spat with our mother. Harmonia, Hecate, Hermes, myself…” He continues on and on. Hades falls into a deeper pit of despair.

“Amongst the declined are Hypnos, Morpheus, Keres–”

“Why was Keres even invited?” Harry interrupts.

Persephone shrugs. “Formality. The gesture extends to Acheron, Macaria, Styx, and several others.”

“I see. Not too many of the annoying ones then.”

She laughs. “I made sure not to include them. After all, it’s a party not a riot.”

Thanatos stands from the table. “I’m off to speak to Charon about the souls then. I’ll give him several gold coins for his cooperation.”

“Shouldn’t we consider telling him to stop asking for gold for a trip across the river? It’s been millennia and we don’t even need the gold.”

Harry stands, walking over to take Thanatos’s place when the deity leaves. “It’s not about the money,” he says, sitting down. “It’s Charon who thrives from routine. He doesn’t believe in anything free either.”

“But can’t we be the ones giving him the gold?”

“I give him gold all the time and yet he still asks for coins.”

“I’ve had to ask Hecate to retrieve several wandering souls just this past week because they were unable to pay.”

Hades reaches over and tucks her hair behind her ear. It’s normally braided into a crown around her head, but she’s left it open this morning. He kisses her forehead and holds her hands, resting his head on hers. “I cannot find the words to express how much I’ll miss you,” he says softly, swallowing. “I find myself unable to dwell too long on it.”

He feels her warm hands squeeze his. “We’ve survived it before, haven’t we?”

“Yes but what if something happens this time? What if a new deity of destruction comes along and destroys the Kingdom and I’m left suffering without out?”

She laughs softly. “That will not happen. And you, my love, are far too strong to succumb to any baby deity. Remember when you thought Oizys was a threat to the Kingdom?”

“To be fair, she’s far more gloomy and miserable than I am and yet everyone only thinks of me when they’re talking of that nature.”

“Right. And besides, I highly doubt Nyx and Hecate will allow ruin to this realm. Especially Nyx. You know how passionate she gets about it.” His wife leans in and kisses his cheek gently. “And I will be back before you know it.”

“I tire of it,” Harry admits. “I tire of you leaving me for so long.”

“But don’t you love our reunions? It’s all I can think about when I’m in the mortal realm. The look on your face when I descend back to you.”

Harry holds her face and kisses her. “I could never do what you do. Be in two places. Two homes, both magnetic, pulling you apart. You are too strong.”

She laughs against his mouth. “My love, you rule a realm. The entirety of it. The world is on your shoulders, and yet you claim I am strong?”

“You are strong in ways I could never be. You are in pain more often than I am. Losing both your husband and your mother separately.” He closes his eyes. “Kore, I wish for you to have fun tomorrow. That’s all I want. Whatever you ask for, you shall have.”

She smiles, throwing her arms around his neck, climbing into his lap. She kisses him over and over, hard. “Oh how I love you,” she whispers, hugging him tight. “I’ll miss you so much.”

***

The next day, the entire palace is lively with music, guests, and decor. Hades finds his wife in the middle of all of it, happily chatting with the gods and goddesses. When Persephone first arrived in the Underworld, she had been a shy and ambitious goddess, ready to take on the task at hand. And over the thousands of years, she’s become the terrifying, beautiful queen that this realm always needed.

When he’d look over at her the first few years, he’d see the timid goddess everyone overlooked, trying to raise her voice high enough so people would actually hear her. Now, she’s a ball of light amongst the darkness, her glow radiating off her body to the corners of the palace, her laughter loud, her kindness bold.

Hades smiles as he takes a sip of his champagne. His heart aches. He wishes for her to stay.

She catches his eye. She looks ethereal in her dark dress, a true frightening queen. Her smile is wide as she holds her hand out and beckons him into the group. Nyx glances over at him, her daughter besides her. They both look at him with respect, but also sadness. They always do.

He takes Persephone’s hand. “Yes, my queen?”

“We were just talking about how it’s great that lovers are reunited at the party. We should host more events like these, hm?”

They all look over at Achilles and Patroclus deeply engaged in a heated discussion under the bright chandelier near the musicians. “Yes,” Harry says, “well, I do have to argue that they’re never truly parted as they live in the field together.”

“I cannot imagine being with the same person for my whole life,” Nyx says, taking a sip of her water. “Doesn’t it get, you know, repetitive? No offense to you two.”

Persephone shakes her head and laughs. “Oh do not worry, my friend. Well, the commitment is frightening, but it also proves to be tremendous amounts of fun.”

Harry wraps his arm around her. “She speaks the truth. And I’m positive that life also cannot get boring when you’re also ruling an entire realm.”

“And when your wife is gone half the year.” Everyone turns their cold eyes to the god who’s strutted up to their half circle. He throws a big arm over Apate’s shoulder.

“Ares,” Harry says, downing his drink. “How great of you to join us.”

Ares pushes his sunglasses down his nose and peers at them all with a grin. “Oh how could I miss the chance to be here. Look at all this festivity. I’m itching to wreak havoc, I can hardly contain myself.”

“Would you look at that?” Harry murmurs. “Hephaestus, my dear friend. How are you doing?”

Ares immediately stands straight and glances over his shoulder, swallowing. He finds nobody there, and Persephone giggles next to her husband, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Prick,” Ares hisses, fixing his blond hair. “He’s not really here, is he?”

“Oh, he is.”

“Fuck.” His fists close and open in, what Harry thinks, is an attempt to ease his temper. He glances back at Persephone and Hades, giving them a slight bow. “My queen, I hope you enjoy your night. We eagerly await your return to the mortal lands.” And then he disappears.

Apate fixes the earring Ares ruffled, snickering. “How anybody could be afraid of Hephaestus is beyond me.”

“I’ve come to realize,” Hades says, “that he can be terrifying if provoked enough. And I for one do not plan on ever getting on his bad side.”

“Yes,” Persephone says, looping her arm around her husband’s. “But he cannot be more scary than you.”

He raises his eyebrows, holding her chin. “Is that so?”

“Well,” Nyx says, grabbing Apate who is watching the king and queen with wide, interested eyes. “We’ll be off to join the party then. We will, of course, be here to see you off in the morning, so there’s no need for goodbyes just yet.”

“But Ma–” Apate sighs as she’s being dragged away. Persephone laughs. 

“How are you finding the party?” Harry asks her, pulling her along until she’s standing in front of him. The gld lights shimmer in her eyes, her pretty lips in a smile.

“I’m enjoying myself greatly.” She sets her champagne glass next to Harry’s on a nearby table and then loops her arms around his neck. “And yourself?”

“I’m enjoying it a lot more than I expected. We haven’t seen a party like this in a while, have we?”

“You host lavish banquets when I arrive every year.”

“Well, that may be, but we rarely have this many people in the palace. Everyone seems to be busy too. With all these gods and goddesses here, I’m wondering how the mortal realm is doing.”

She smiles. “If Ares is here, I imagine everything is calm up there.”

“That is true.” He leans in and softly kisses her, arms around her waist. She sighs, kissing him back. “I realize I never thanked you for not inviting any of my family that are, er, horrendous to be around.”

“Yes,” Persephone says, twirling his curls between her fingers, her eyes hazy. “I did not invite Aphrodite. I doubt she’d even come down here. The mere thought of a party that isn’t in her name would send her in a frenzy. And I myself am glad we did not invite…” she trails off, her eyes hardening. “Apollo.”

“Yes, because if he were here, I’d absolutely lose my–”

“No,” she says. “I mean. Apollo. He’s right there.” Her eyes are wide now, confused. “Wait. I did not invite him. I specifically put him in really big letters on the DO NOT INVITE list. Thanatos knew not to–”

“You’re not serious,” Harry says, frozen. “He’s not really–”

“My king, Lord Hades!”

“No,” he whispers. “Please no. Seph, tell me he’s not really there. It’s a nightmare. It’s just a nightmare. He’s not really behind me.”

But his wife’s eyes are still big. “I’m so sorry, my love. There he is.”

A big hand grabs his shoulder, pulling the king and queen apart. There’s only one person who has the audacity to do that. Well, him and his father.

“Apollo.” Hades says, taking deep breaths. He shoves his hands into his pockets to avoid accidentally punching his nephew in the face. “It’s you. And you’re here. In my house.”

Apollo grins, nodding. His blond hair is swept off his forehead, tucked behind his ears, clad in a white suit. He looks radiant, his eyes clear. He holds a bouquet of flowers in one hand, though they’re wilted and dead, and in another, there’s… a cat? “I am!”

Persephone peeks out from around Hades. She points at the orange cat that seems happy resting in the crook of Apollo’s arm. Its purring can be heard from several feet away. “How did you get that thing past Charon?”

“I gave him 50 gold coins of course.”

“For a cat?”

“Why did you even bring a cat?” Harry interjects. “More importantly, why are you even here? Who invited you?”

Apollo’s laugh is a booming noise. “Ah, I do not ever require an invitation to show up somewhere. After all, where there’s a party, there’s Apollo.” He shrugs. “I should be offended that I wasn’t invited, however, this is no subject to get upset about. All that matters is that I am here and your party is saved from suffering the same tragedy the entire underworld realm does: boredom.”

Harry feels the corner of his eye twitch. “So you invited yourself.”

“That’s an easy way to put it! Here. Let me introduce you to my companion for the night. I wasn’t sure if I should bring a plus one or not, therefore I bring with me a majestic creature that counts more as a friend than an extra.” He holds the orange cat up. The cat squints its eyes at Hades and Persephone. “His name is Apollo.”

“You named your cat after yourself?”

“But of course!” Apollo exclaims passionately. “A creature as beautiful and fierce as this one must be given the name it deserves! A worthy name! A name that makes love bloom, a name that makes the poets wish to write, the musicians wish to play! Apollo!”

For a moment, both Harry and Persephone are too stunned to speak. Harry’s glad it’s Persephone that offers Apollo a meek, “How riveting,” because he doesn’t know if he should laugh in his nephew's face or suggest Zeus exile the poor kid to humble him.

“But I digress!” Apollo says. “Now tell me, which person do you believe I should approach first?”

“Hecate,” Persephone offers immediately, throwing a look at Harry. “Trust me. She’s totally into you.”

“Hmm,” Apollo says, searching the crowd. “You’re right. I’ve seen the way she looks at my triceps. Here I go!”

Harry wraps his arm around his wife’s waist as they watch an ambitious Apollo strut off. “You’re terrible,” he tells her, kissing the top of her head.

“I am,” she giggles. “You are so different from everyone else, did you know that?”

“I could say the same about you.”

“Yes, well, it’s a shame there aren’t enough tree growing vegetation goddesses out there. Oh wait. There totally are. There’s Hestia and mother and Artemis when she feels like it and–”

“Alright, I get it. So what if the world is lacking in gloomy, evil underworld rulers?”

Persephone’s eyes shine. “You may be gloomy, but most definitely not evil.”

“Mm, no? Perhaps I just put on an act in front of you to impress.”

“Ah my love it cannot be an act since you still haven’t perfected it. I can see how you are when you must judge souls. Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes you don’t want to remove parents from their children, lovers from their lovers.” She smiles. “Whether you like it or not, you get caught up in emotions in regards to mortals.”

“That may be,” he says, yanking her close. He leans down and kisses her softly. “But nothing gets me more caught up than you.”

She grins and kisses him back, arms flung around his broad shoulders. “Good,” she says, holding his collar. “That’s the way it should be.”

***

Near the end of the party, Hades gets on the dais and raises his glass, tapping against it. The crowd falls silent. Even Apollo stops making out one of Nyx’s daughters, looking at Hades with hazy eyes.

“Thank you all,” Harry says loudly, “for being here. When Persephone first introduced the idea of a party before her departure, I was not pleased with it. I didn’t like that we’d be celebrating her leaving, but now I realize that it wasn’t so. This party, in fact, is a celebration of everything she has done to keep the Underworld,” he looks over at her, “and I in tact.”

Tears sparkle in Persephone’s eyes. Hades swallows hard and continues, “Our queen leaving us will never be easy. But while we mourn the loss, we shall look forward to her return.” He points his glass in his wife’s direction, “To my wife. The beautiful and terrifying. To Persephone.”

The crowd repeats after him. “To Persephone!”

She takes a sip of her champagne and whispers thank you, keeping her eyes on Hades. He ducks his head in a small acknowledging nod and then drinks his own champagne. He holds his hand out for her and she joins him on the dais. The crowd cheers harder for her. Harry smiles. All for her.

Apollo the Cat joins them on the stage and rubs up against their legs. Persephone just laughs through her tears.

When the guests begin to leave around an hour later, they both say their goodbyes. To several gods and goddesses, she reminds them she’ll see them soon. To the grays, she tells them to count down 6 months from now.

Harry holds her face when they’re in the privacy of their own bedchamber. He kisses her softly. “You said no tears,” he whispers, wiping away the moisture on her cheeks. “No tears or sadness.”

“There will always be sadness,” she softly cries, surging forward, hugging him tight, “when you leave the ones you love.”

“And yet you manage to do it twice every year.”

“And twice every year, someone welcomes me with open arms.” She lifts her head up and looks at him through her tears. “Oh how I hate this part.”

“My love,” he murmurs, wiping her tears as they fall over and over. He runs his thumb over her trembling lip. “I will always mourn you, but wait for your return. Right by the entrance of our palace. I’ll wait for you for 6 months, a year, several years. As long as you come back to me. To your home. I can wait forever.” He holds her close, resting his head against hers. “I love you, Kore. You’ve always known that.”

“I have.” She kisses him again passionately, pouring all her love into it. She slides her fingers into his hair and tilts her head back when he starts kissing down the column of her throat and down to the dip of her neckline.

She gasps softly when his warm hands tug on the sleeves of her dress, slowly baring her shoulders for him to atack with his kisses. She shudders and grabs his collar, bringing him to the bed behind them.

In a mess of laughter, they fall back against the bed. Hades’s curls fall into her eyes, his hands all over her body as she kisses him through it all. He climbs over her and settles between her legs, watching as she removes her dress, throwing it somewhere behind her.

He holds her waist, kissing her stomach tenderly. Her hips. Her thighs.

Her fingers tighten in his hair. Harry grabs her hips and tugs her down to the edge of the bed, kneeling before her. She sits half up, watching him pull her underwear out of the way, whining when he softly bites her thigh.

“Ow,” she whispers. He smiles in response, parting her legs.

“My queen.”

He licks her softly, chuckling when she dramatically falls against the bed and swears. His hands hold her thighs tightly, keeping her hips down. His eyes flutter shut as he loses himself in the act, tasting her, drowning in her moans and whimpers.

She’s already so wet, and he suspects she has been for some time. Since the party, perhaps. Or since he locked the door behind them when they got to their chamber, as if anyone was going to interrupt them on their last night.

Persephone tugs on his hair. When he sinks two fingers inside of her, she swears again, and the walls around them tremble. He’s reminded of the time she ruined the cabin in the forest from the pleasure she felt. He wonders if he can ever get her to the point where she ruins their room.

“Please,” she whispers, his curls now laced between her fingers. She raises her hips to meet his mouth, helping them mouth. Harry curves his fingers inside of her, grinning when she groans, throwing her head back.

He keeps his fingers in her as he focuses his mouth above her entrance, licking, sucking, and everything in between. She’s drenched him completely as the minute passes and soon, she’s dropping her hands from his hair and grabbing their silk sheets.

She whispers words in Greek, English, French. Everything. It just comes tumbling out as she falls apart on him, her body trembling with her orgasm so beautifully, Harry wishes he could stay there on his knees before her for another century. He suspects it still wouldn’t be enough.

He pulls out of her, wipes his mouth and then grabs her face. He kisses her hard, arm around her shaking frame, holding her tight to his chest afterwards.

Persephone breathes hard, holding his no longer crisp shirt as if to make sure he won’t leave her. He never does.

“I love you,” he whispers, kissing her face again and again. “I’ll wait for you. I always do. I always will. I’ll be here for eternity for you, I swear it, my dear lover.”

He’s not surprised to see tears in her eyes again when he pulls away to help her put more clothes on. Instead of offering her any more words, he lets her cry on his chest as he tucks both of them away into their bed.

She’s still sniffling even as she’s drifting asleep, head buried in his neck.

“Do you want me to wake you when I leave?” she asks several minutes later, looking up at him with her tear streaked face.

“Of course. I’ll see you off. All the way back to Charon.”

She sniffles again. “You’ll have to let the souls back in when you’re returning. I only bribed Charon to tolerate the grays for a day.”

“That’s fine. I’m their ruler. It's my job. But do you want Hermes to be with you? It’s no fun returning to the mortal world alone.”

But Persephone only shakes her head and reaches for her husband’s hand. She tucks it under her chin and sighs deeply. “No. I want you to be the last face I see when I leave, and my mother the first face I see when I arrive.”

“Whatever you wish, my love.”

Harry raises her chin and kisses her once more, finding himself holding his own sorrowful tears back. 

“You are my world,” he reminds her, carding his fingers through her hair. It’s been long released from its braid. “Return to me quickly so that I may resume worshiping you again.”

Persephone closes her eyes and nods. “I love you, too, my king. To you, I’ll quickly return.”

[psyaurorak]

Episode 243 criticism

Ok this chapter pissed me off so badly so let’s summarise:

1) Zeus was in labour & asked Persephone to help him because he didn’t trust anyone else to help him

2) Persephone cut the baby out of his leg. And can I just say she did it in the grossest way possible. Because:

- She didn’t use a sterilised knife or sterilised equipment. She picked up a random knife to cut him with

- She didn’t clean up the area before she cut it, she didn’t even clean the bed or provide a sterile environment to this

- She didn’t wash her hands. She stuck her hands into his thigh to pull the baby out without washing her hands. She did wear 1 glove (1! I don’t see the second hand get a glove anywhere and that’s the hand with the knife)

3) The moment she cleaned him she said ‘he looks like Hades.’ Zeus said it was a genetic thing and mentions how Kronos probably disliked how Hades looks like Kronos’s dad. I’ll say that that’s kind of interesting.

4) Zeus then mentions how he’s going to give Dionysus over to nymphs. And what does Persephone do? Refuse to hand the baby and activate her red eyes/wrath form.

Commentary:

This chapter was horrible. Persephone kidnaps a child immediately after the parent gives birth. She refuses to let said parent hold the baby and essentially kidnapped Dionysus (hence the ‘I messed up Hades’ a chapter before)

The narrative tries to make Zeus the villain even though he 1) recognised the danger of having a child 2) attempted to give him away to safe people and 3) arranged a better life that he couldn’t give.

And to be honest, his fear of Hera isn’t unfounded. She’s impulsive. She burnt down a portrait when her kids were in the house and endangers them as well.

There’s something so awful about framing this scene, the narrative makes Zeus seem awful for this. What implications does that have for biological parents giving away their child for a better life?

And what implications does that give to parents that adopt?

Also Persephone’s entitlement is off the charts. What right does she have to refuse the parent that just gave birth, the right to hold the child? What right does she have to take Dionysus? What right does she have to argue with the parent who already has made arrangements?

Why does she imply that the nymphs aren’t sufficient enough to take care of Dionysus? She gets mad immediately after Zeus brings up the arrangements made.

And can I just say, Persephone only got attached after she realised he looked like Hades.

How do I say that doesn’t seem healthy? I mean it seems like it’s bad news.

If your only reasoning for making a decision like ‘taking care of a child’ is ‘he looks like Hades’ that’s awful.

Actually, I think the reason that struck a chord with me was because:

- You should be prepared with children. If you immediately see your husband in your child what’s next? Is she going to expect him to grow up to be like Hades?

- She ghosted Hades after she made the decision to adopt. Does Hades even want to have a child right now? He mentioned a chapter ago that the relationship felt rushed.

- Lastly, it makes her reasons for wanting to take care of Dionysus seem selfish (because it is) She doesn’t want to take care of the baby because it’s a baby and she wants a kid. She wants Dionysus because he looks like Hades.

Power has gone to this girls head. She needs a reality check and fast. If Hades told her to give him to the nymphs and he’s not ready I’d actually support him for once. Which is hilarious cause I hate hate hate hate Hades.

Also, Zeus specifically sought Persephone out because out of everyone else. He trusted her the most!

She broke his trust by stealing his baby!

The audacity of it too, she took the baby, refused to give him the child and then took off. And all she can say is ‘I think I messed up.’ Like No shit Sherlock. Understatement of the century. Now she’s acting like she’s the victim here!

And the worst part? Realising that Zeus can’t speak up about the incident without telling anyone. He knows this. He doesn’t want anyone to know. Persephone knows this. That seems like blackmail.

I’m going to bring up my last point too. Is Persephone really mature? Because this shows the opposite.

This shows she’s immature and she definitely isn’t ready for her position as queen.

She has an entire realm to look after and all she can think about is getting married out of spite, and then jumping to have a kid when:

1) Kronos is out there

2) The underworld isn’t a safe place. Zeus had a point with the nymphs honestly because they’re probably in the mortal realm and right now the mortal realm is probably the safest place for a baby to be. Dionysus shouldn’t be in the underworld at all.

3) The baby Kronos has for some reason is in danger but she doesn’t care about that.

4) Dionysus is the god of MADNESS. Again, should he be in the underworld at all??? That seems like a bad situation waiting to happen.

Tldr: Persephone kidnapped a kid, refused their parent, adopted said kid and then made the choice to ghost her husband right after.

This chapter (again) sucked terribly. All it did was cement Persephone as a character who takes advantage of her power to get what she wants. That’s not ‘girlboss.’ She’s a horribly abusive character and her communication skills absolutely suck.

@/Acethena also mentioned that it’s odd how Persephone acts like this when she goes on about her own agency and how people take from her, yet here she is taking agency from a child.

[baalzebubuu]

So. Why exactly do you think the head of HR would chastise and insult one of her bosses for doing something that, while risky, was the only thing that could be done at the time to keep Kronos locked away AND reawaken the Underworld? And WHY would they then treat said boss like a fool for being freaked out over her powers seemingly inverting when, 1.) her powers were working as they usually do up until spring, and 2.) there were few known precedents over what Erebos would do to those that make deals with them (i.e. as far as we can see, Hades didn't get his pre-king powers "inverted")? I understand that you have your gripes with LO (some I can even agree with), but damn, at least be fair with your critiques, and also maybe don't mock these characters for having certain bodily features that are often the focus of negative attention IRL...

(P.S. No Greek god/goddess would accept a nymph insulting them to their face like that - they've done far worse for lesser, and even indirect insults, and a nymph being the "Head of HR" in the Underworld OR Olympus realistically wouldn't save them from that wrath, ESPECIALLY if it's coming from the queens themselves; yes, I also saw your Hera post - Hera may be leery of Demeter at times, but she's far from being genuinely terrified of her (ep. 188 clearly shows this), and please remember that Persephone was in danger due to MINTHE'S jealousy over a damn tabloid photo, not Hera's (you know, the GODDESS OF MARRIAGE, who's allowed to play matchmaker if she sees chemistry between people since THAT'S ONE OF HER JOBS, and who also likely wanted to give Persephone experiences outside of the latter's sheltered life) decision to have Persephone intern in the Underworld.)

All good points! These comics are meant to be mostly skits just what the fans always wanted to say to the characters themselves so I don’t really take them seriously in terms of plot or any of that nature

Also I’m not really much for posting here on tumblr

But DW I’ll answer the best I can with some background lore I have currently in store

Originally Gunnarr was a Humble devoted loyal Mage Serving under Freya the most powerful revered goddess in the Norse Pantheon and they were sent Away under Mysterious Circumstances

And they’re placed in high regard by many connections with Justice goddesses due to their good behavior and devotion to them Which somewhat explains why they’ve gotten away with the BadMouthing certain scenes and if any god ever really does anything to HR Freya definitely won’t be too happy about it and would cause a whole dispute between pantheon

As for Getting away with badmouthing with Hades and Keeping him on his Toes HR and Hades have a very long history working for him for up to thousand or so years

HR and Hades Essentially had a relationship just like Bojack Horseman and Princess Carolyn

And HR essentially is completely done with his Foolishness and 99% of The Olympus Family

To the point of calling them out at with whatever legal problems the gods will cause as even if they DIE being called out HR gonna die knowing he was right and essentially their point proved

they don’t really care if they Die by Their hands

( till they eventually became nicer Because of their poly relationship)

As for the part about Persephone reaching That Tower because of Minthe

I was Planning on making a comic about it soon where HR talks to Minthe and gives her consequences but I never really had that much planning how to execute it right

As for how i usually draw Persephone I was mostly following along to how other creators were doing things, not much thought put into it

However that I will apologize for since i do admit they are in bad taste

Let me know if I’m missing a part that I forgot to explain

Edit: Also i am very sorry this post was poorly written I suck at explanations

And it’s the morning by the time I made this post and I’m heading to work atm

I very much apologize for this lackluster explanation

[foreststarflaime]

Strangest but also best idea I’ve ever had.

(Before I say anything about the idea: I hope we don’t get Hades 3, or else Nyx will run out of kids for the Hades Kids to collect like Pokémon cards)

(ALSO NEVER GONNA SHUT UP ABT THE FACT THAT BEN STARR VOICES PROMETHEUS!!!!!!!)

Hear me out;

Hades (2) and FFVII (Remake, Rebirth and CC) crossover, but it’s the FFVII characters in the Hades (2) situation.

Don’t know if this is exactly how the character swaps would go, but here’s my take on it, and those who I don’t know (this is disregarding all ships amongst Hades and ff7 characters):

Melinoë - Cloud

Zagreus - Zack

Hades -

Persephone -

Achilles - Angeal

Patroclus - Seph

Than - Also Cloud (because Zack also gets shipped with Cloud)

Meg - Aerith (you get the idea, right???)

Nyx -

Chronos - Also Seph

Hecate -

Chaos - The Goddess / Minerva (hahaha)

Skelly - Kunsel

Eris - Also Aerith

Nemesis - Tifa

Moros - Vincent

Dusa - Cait Sith

CERBERUSSSSSS - Zack at heart.

Charon - Also Kunsel

Hypnos - Also Vincent (he eepy)

Prometheus -

Icarus - Cid

Odysseus - also Kunsel

Heracles -

Zeus - Verdot

Hera - Cissnei

Ares - Reno

Apollo - Rude

Athena - Elena

Herems - also Kunsel (everyone is actually Kunsel)

Artemis - Tseng (is this my love for both Artemis and Tseng showing? Maybe,)

Demeter - LAZARDDDDD

Dionysus - Rufus

Posideon - President Shinra

Aphrodite -

Hepheastus - Barret

Hestia - Angeal’s mum because I can

Selene -

Feel free to give your takes on the character swaps (please do)

Ooo I love that idea! I’ll admit I still haven’t quite finished with the first Hades (I know, throw me out of the classics department), so my knowledge of specifics is somewhat limited esp in the Hades 2 realm of things

God I love the idea of Zack as Zagreus sm! I feel like that would work so well with him! I once read a time-travel fix it fic where he was stuck in a time loop of the escape from Shinra Manor to his death trying to get Cloud to safety and it was so heartbreaking, could totally see that kind of vibe there. The sunshine character struggling over and over again relentlessly trying to keep their positivity >>>>>

Despite my constant ramblings comparing Achilles to Genesis, yeah I think him as Angeal works so well in this situation, especially with having Sephiroth as Patroclus. God that hurts my heart to think about actually ahhh 😭

Melinoe I know less about but from what I’ve seen omg yeah I love the idea of her as Cloud! I could also totally see her as Sephiroth though with the whole being trained her entire life to kill thing, and speaking of yeah Chronos as insaneroth or Jenova herself is perfect imo, and as for Hecate idk who she’d be if Melinoe was Cloud but if Sephiroth she could potentially be Vincent in a sort of stole Seph away from Hojo or was charged with his protection by him au

Hades I could easily see as some Shinra director or even the president himself, not sure which one exactly though

For the others yes yes love it, might come back for more commentary on those later if I have more detailed thoughts lol

(Hades 3 but instead of another kid it’s Zagreus and Melinoe going on a quest together??? 🥺🥺🥺 sorry lmao I am just a sucker for sibling relationships in media)

[riverdalenerdlol]

the wrath of King Hades

Riverdalenerdlol

Thanks to @sabs1d for encouraging and suggesting things with this :) (she’s gonna say it’s all me - just watch)

Part 3, becoming the queen of the underworld

Persephone feels like she can’t breathe, but air fills her lungs when she hears a deep, nearly demonic voice behind her.

“If you don’t let go of my wife in the next ten seconds, I will snap your fucking neck,” Hades growls, arriving with perfect timing. Prometheus has just unleashed the wrath of the King of the Underworld.

Betty turns her head, tears at the rim of her eyelids, and sees his crimson eyes - there’s a void of obsidian where the whites of his eyes normally are, and there’s smoke pooling on the floor that is billowing from him somewhere.

It takes a moment but Prometheus stubbornly loosens his hold on Betty, and she proceeds to tear herself from the brute’s grip. Hades catches her wrist once she’s free, their two wine glasses in his other hand, and pulls her behind him. Betty’s immediate instinct is to soothe Hades, but she recognizes he’s well beyond that point. He keeps himself between the threat and his wife, and laces his fingers with hers securely, squeezing her hand to assure her that he can and will handle it.

“If you so much as look at my wife again and I’ll castrate you on the spot,” Hades spits. Prometheus scampers away and Hades finally turns to face his wife. “Let’s go outside,” he says much softer, tucking a lock of blonde hair behind her ear.

Read Here on AO3

Read Part 1 (otherworldly)

Read Part 2 (the house of hades)

Have fun :)

[littlegalaxychild]

Yandere The undertaker

I don’t know if there is any trigger warnings but if there are let me know please.

So, your a wrestler right

You go by the name Persephone , which is iconic cause your partner when it comes to tag team is The Undertaker (WWE was going for Hades and Persephone type thang)

You and Taker don’t talk much to each other

Until WWE decided to break up the tag team and have you start wrestling Raw

When Taker found out

HE. WAS. PISSED.

He was so mad since they were taking away his darling

So, he decided right then and there at your last match, he would propose to you at your last match

When the match started, one of the wrestlers on the other team ran and tackled you like full on football tackle

SKIP TIME TO END OF MATCH

After you and Taker did your respective finishing moves. You two were declared the winners

But before you could leave the ring. Taker grabbed your arm and spoke into the microphone how much he loves you and wishes that you could stay together. He gets down on one knee and pops the question

You gasped in shock and cover your mouth, stumbling backwards.

But then you realize that you (a newbie) can’t reject him (someone who is very experienced and very loved) in front of everyone and on national tv

So you accept not knowing that your sealing your fate to the same fate your namesake had experienced

The crowd went wild, cheering for your engagement to The Undertaker

Taker soon picks you up bridal style and walk you backstage to be met by cheering from all of the other wrestlers who think your crying tears of joy when in fact it’s tears of sadness.

Taker tells everyone, thank you for your cheering

He carries you to your locker room where he places you in a seat and bends down to your level and says

“You really are now like your name sake but don’t worry, your in safe hands. Although I would prefer it if you retire to my ranch and be my happy little housewife. But I’ll let you continue to do wrestling as long as you stay with me when we tag team.”

You shake your head desperately, so that you can at least have a part of your life to yourself.

Thank you for reading my headcanons!” Please request whoever you want next!

[shelbyshoe]

Mobile Master List ⋆｡°✩

💜 Here is a collection of all the writing I have posted to this blog. Everything with links will be on this blog, FFN, and AO3. I’ll add to this list as I update.💜

I do not consent to reposting, copying, translating, or using my work for AI character bots without my permission.

Resident Evil

RE Multi-Chapter₊˚⊹☆

~When the World Falls Apart (Aeon)

Leon S. Kennedy is the luckiest unlucky man Ada has ever met. Unlucky that he's gone missing, but lucky she's willing to go into a secret facility that the government refuses to touch in order to find him.

Now, she's wandering around a labyrinth with her voice stolen and a gun that doesn't belong to her. Leon's Red9 is the key to finding him and escaping this hellish prison.

Too bad that all Ada has to go on is his voice emanating from his weapon, and there's something he's not telling her.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

AO3

RE One-Shots ₊˚⊹☆

~Take a Walk With Me (Aeon)

Leon and Ada retire to a charming harbor town. He has a day off from his job at the docks and takes advantage of the time he has with Ada, far away from the rest of the world, where they can finally grow old together and live in peace.

Rated: M

Aeon Fluff Week 2024

AO3

~Friendly Skies (Aeon)

When Ada shows up unannounced on Leon's flight to DC after a job, he is surprised, to say the least. Especially since he's flying a private government jet on his way to the White House. It seems she's more interested in finishing where they left off than getting caught by the crew on board.

Rated: E

AO3

~Las Plagas (Aeon)

Searching for a way to remove her plaga, Ada stumbles upon an infected Leon. She finds as they step closer her fever does anything but temper, and the voices in her head remind her of her deepest desires.

Rated: E

AO3

~She Isn't Mine (Aeon)

Hunnigan had touted the simple escort mission. But when Ada shows up, on the arm of Leon's rich diplomat charge, things become anything but simple. He is forced to watch their interactions without a word. And inside, he finds the ugly signs of envy, a possessiveness that he confronts her with.

"Didn't think you were the jealous type," she says. Yet, it appears she likes what she sees.

Rated: E

AO3

RE Drabbles/Ficlettes₊˚⊹☆

~Please, Don't Go (Aeon)

The death of Ada Wong

~Thirst Trap (Aeon)

Ada finds Leon thirst traps on tiktok.

~I See You Everywhere (Aeon)

Leon is never surprised to see Ada when he sees her in everything.

~Draw Me Naked (Aeon)

Leon is in a college art class and Ada has volunteered to be the live drawing model.

~Selfish With You (Aeon)

Leon confronts Ada about her motivations for helping him without taking credit for it.

~Sweet Rivalry (Claireada)

Claire has to confront Ada, the leader of her rival girl gang.

~Stay With Me (Claireada)

Claire and Ada had a fight where Ada feels it's best to leave.

~Don't I Know You? (Aeon)

In a universe where Leon and Ada never went to RC. He feels like something is missing, that he was destined to meet her. And then he does.

~There Was Only One Coffin (Claireada)

Claire and Ada are vampires. There was only one bed- I mean, coffin.

~Toxic Work Environment (Aeon)

The one where Ada is a secret Britney Spears fan.

~Lucky (Aeon)

Aeon dancing in the kitchen together after mission.

~Gentle Gods (Aeon)

Hades!Ada x Persephone!Leon

~A Little Entertainment (Aeon) 🔞

Ada wants to have a little fun with Leon while he's at a meeting.

~A Tall Cup of Coffee (Carleon)

Domestic Carlos x Leon where they plan out their next date while Leon orders coffee.

~Doubt (Aeon)

Ada is being interrogated and will soon be killed if Leon doesn't get to them first.

~Sweet Indulgence (Claireada)

Ada spends a warm summer day with Claire. She realizes her home will always be with Claire.

~Agent Eagle (Ashley Graham)

Ashley works in FBI, specializing in cult activity, always proving herself as a reliable agent. She reminisces on what inspired her to pursue her dreams.

~Real People (Aeon)

Ada and Leon have a break between missions to drink and chat, taking comfort in each other.

~Raspberries (Leon Kennedy)

Leon finds himself at the bar attempting to recall a memory of his childhood. Helena finds him and reminds him of the good people in his life.

Fairy Tail

FT Drabbles/Ficlettes₊˚⊹☆

~Gray VS END (NaLu + Gruvia)

Gray vs Natsu END fight

Rated: T

Status: Complete

~Meeting the Goddess (NaLu)

Nalu as Hades and Persephone

Rated: G

Status: Complete

FT One Shots₊˚⊹☆

~The End (NaLu/ENDLu)

Natsu has defeated Zeref, but at the cost of his humanity. In this path in life, he has chosen the demon seed to defeat his greatest enemy and has taken Lucy with him.

Rated: T

Status: Complete

FFN

~The Beginning (NaLu)

Dragon slayers are shunned after the battle with Zeref. Natsu had chosen the dragon seed to defeat him, but at a price. Dragon transformations are more frequent, and one day they will be permanent. Each, in pairs, are out to find the cure along with Natsu and Lucy.

Rated: T

Status: Complete

FFN

~Divine Touch ( NaLu + Gruvia)

Lucy is a renowned artist for the nobility longing for a man, well a muse, that she can't stop painting. Natsu is a god of creativity who craves freedom from Lucy's studio. Their desire for each other mount, but they fear the one golden rule. With just one touch their contract is dissolved, destroying everything they've built and keeping them apart forever.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

~Garden and Lace (NaLu)

By the end of their mission, Levy is over Natsu and Lucy's arguing. She decides to take matters into her own hands. To finally have some peace and quiet, she traps them in her little glass bottle that houses her secret garden. With lots of time to kill, Natsu and Lucy must make up, but Lucy has other sensual plans of revenge.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

~Tell Her You Love Her (NaLu)

Every night Natsu wakes in a cold sweat. Clearly, the cough is waking him, not his dreams of her. It isn't the flowers that tumble from his lips that scare him. It's telling Lucy he loves her. (Hanahaki)

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

~Looks Like Rent Is Due (NaLu)

Lucy is fired, again. Saving the day with psychic abilities isn't as rewarding as you think it is. Down on her luck, and with only half rent, she strikes a deal with her landlord's brother, a vampire named Natsu. Free rent for free blood. At least it's a trial run, and he's incredibly hot.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

~A Smutty ENDing

Lucy wakes up from the most thrilling wet dream she's ever had. In her delirium, she writes it down. But not in the book she thought. Natsu isn't going to be happy that she wrote smut in the book of E.N.D. Well, maybe he is.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

FT Multi-chapter₊˚⊹☆

~Drained (NaLu)

After Lucy and Natsu are poisoned by a mysterious wanted criminal, they begin to share strange and emotional dreams. As they find themselves drawn closer together by their intimate interactions while asleep, something dangerous is happening to their bodies while awake. To find a cure they must go on a treacherous journey to recapture the escaped criminal.

Rated: E

Status: Ongoing (Planning on remastering and adding final chapter plus epilogue.)

FFN

~Desire in Strawberries (NaLu)

Natsu and Lucy are swept away by a festival held by their wealthy client, Lady Nakahara. There is more than mystery and the scent of strawberries in the air as they find themselves intimately closer to one another. What they thought was a friendly feast turns into something more as the puzzling night goes on.

Rated: E

Status: Ongoing (Replotting)

FFN

~Fairies After Dark (NaLu)

Natsu, a Horde vampire, desires nothing more than to find his father and leave his brother behind. Lucy, an immortal Valkyrie, needs to get this Horde bounty off her head. Doesn't help the assassin after her is a gorgeous vampire with cherry pink hair.

Rated: E

Status: Ongoing (Priority Fic)

FFN

AO3

NaLu lovefest 2017₊˚⊹☆

~Day 1: Lust (Fruit and Fantasy)

Look but don't touch. Natsu and Lucy volunteered to help for the Fairy Tail fresh market. Keeping their hands to themselves, and fantasies at bay seem to be harder for them than they thought

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

~Day 3: Hickey (Shiver)

Natsu and Lucy take a job that sends them on a hike into the mountains. It's a cold winter day and steamy night before they make it to their destination.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN

AO3

~Day 5: Chains (Chains)

Lucy is rewarded a virtual reality headset by a client. It was fun to create new places with one of her best friends. It isn't until Natsu turns up, with sexy intentions, that she finds herself way over her head.

Rated: E

Status: Complete (3 ch. 16k words)

FFN

AO3

One Piece

One Piece One Shots₊˚⊹☆

~Comfort Me (Zoyori/ Zoro x Hiyori)

After a vicious attack by ninja in the region of Hakumai in Wano, Zoro and Hiyori stop to rest at Enma shrine. Their curiosity in each other bubble to the surface as she confesses her drive to take vengeance into her own hands. Feeling powerless, they find comfort in each other, even for the moment of reprieve they so longed for.

Rated: E

Status: Complete

FFN 

AO3

Diamond No Ace

DNA Drabbles₊˚⊹☆

~Winter (MiyuSawa)

Romance, Slice of Life

Status: Complete

Requests

~END!Lucy (NaLu)

Angst

Status: Complete

[dusmoros]

questions sent in by @wishkept​​ ⇀ 　Send me lore questions

What was Meg's initial impression of the Shrouds and their attempts at managing the Underworld in Hades' absence? How did she handle the loss of him on her own end?

To start,  we need to go to your second question and then work our way up to the Shroud line.  It’s a long story,  but I’ll keep it as short as I can. 

Megaera had,  and still has,  complicated feelings towards Hades,  and Persephone;  these feelings that she cannot readily express,  or that she considers her greatest weakness.  The kind of feelings that would put her on the same level as Alecto,  and that is not something she will ever be ready to discuss out loud.  As the Age of Gods came to an end and the Gods she was closest to began to fade,  entering the great sleep or unmaking,  Megaera found a lot of her time being spent at Hades’ side,  fulfilling roles that were once Persephone’s,  for the Queen wouldn’t return after the last Spring of the Era.  ( Hades would be marked as one of the last Gods to fade,  lingering longer than Poseidon,  and even Zeus,  but outlived by Hera. )

During this tumultuous time,  Megaera had to balance out her duties as a Fury,  and those of Underworld guardian.  Her feelings,  whatever they were for Hades,  were buried beneath eons of careful planning and diligent work effort.  And should she stray too close,  quick backlash would make her retreat.  Not that she ever strayed in the sense of wanting to become that kind of companion.  ( Megaera does bear several scars from Hades’ wrath as his time grew shorter and his temper flared.  The most obvious one is a ring of burned tissue around her throat that she masks beneath an illusion casting choker. )

When Hades did eventually disappear,  Megaera was given temporary control over the Underworld.  She became the key-holder to the gateway to the Underworld,  and the wingless queen upon the throne.  For centuries she remained in the dark,  her sole focus on ensuring that the Isle of Lamentation would not be found until a true heir could take her spot.  During these centuries,  Megaera was unable to really contemplate the disappearance of Hades.  She wasn’t allowed to linger on her wants,  or to mourn him.  She was busy trying to hold up an entire island,  to use her own body as an anchor point to the Underworld,  guiding souls and so forth.  This would cause severe damage to her body,  let alone her own core being,  burning away at her primordial essence,  but she bore the unending pain for the sake of loyalty.

When the first Shroud arrived,  he was little more than a child,  almost physically comparable to Ortho.  He,  so full of potential,  would take his seat on Megaera’s lap,  and from there be reared by her until he could be bathed in the waters of the Styx and receive the blessing of the Underworld.  This child would be given the name Shroud only after he came up from the Styx,  if he survived at all.  This would birth the Shroud curse as well,  to be caught between life and death,  to produce blot and burn it at an alarming rate.

To say the truth,  Megaera felt nothing for this child at first.  He was merely the one who survived the ritual,  the child who bore the fading blood of the gods.  But he was dedicated,  and he ruled the Underworld like Nyx had once ruled the Night,  grasp lose enough to give freedom,  but tight enough to remind everyone not to fuck with what is theirs.  Megaera can,  now,  many eons later,  say that she respected the first Shroud,  and his approach to managing the Underworld.  But he was no Hades,  and over time,  none of his children could really fill that role,  nor those who came after him.

Does she remember anything at all regarding being immersed in the River Styx? If so, how would she describe it?

So Megaera has no memory of her deaths as Megara and her interactions with Styx.

However,  she has become very acquainted with the river outside of those instances,  as she is one of the guiding hands which leads the Shroud heirs into the heart of the Underworld where the river resides,  wading only to her waist before letting the souls of the despairing pull the heir under.  And should the child live,  they will have to drag themselves out of the soul filled stygian depths.  The waters feel incredibly heavy to Megaera,  like wading through a eternal quagmire,  the overwhelming despair of millions of souls fighting endlessly,  despairing,  hating,  suffocating.

Upon getting her wings back, did she feel more complete in herself or was it something she barely thought about?

Getting her wings back was like being reborn,  like being made whole again.  It was like awakening in Persephone’s arms,  returned from her accursed mortal life,  and feeling weightless.  Returning to the cosmos,  the everdark.  If it weren’t for the fact that the problem children still being around,  she might have manifested her wings,  might have stretched them to the sky,  shedding this fragile mortal shell for the first time in eons.  But it also made Megaera keenly aware of how fragile she had become,  separated as she was from her sisters,  her mother,  and Erebus.

If she could claim the ability to open and close the gate of the Underworld, would she?

Since she has already had such an ability in the past,  she would only claim it if she was certain that Idia or,  in some instances,  Ortho could not handle the ability.  In the past,  she has had to forcefully rip this ability from previous heirs who had gone mad with power,  or buckled beneath the weight of the Underworld.

[xoxochb]

⋆·˚ ༘ * what if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh

warnings: sexual implications

pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hades and persephone

series master list

you were dead. you had started planning your funeral the moment you saw percy jackson on your bedrooms balcony, however the situation was much worse now that you had slept with him, but that wasn’t the problem, you had done that a million times, now was different. It was in your room, in the palace your father was currently in along with many possible future husbands of yours

if your father found the boy in your room- your bed - you were sure the punishments would be endless. this boy needs to leave

you sigh “I hate you”

percy places a kiss on your neck before speaking, “you would have said otherwise a few moments ago”

“It’s time for you to go” you push him off of you and sit up, grabbing your sheets to cover your bare skin

“five minutes?” he gives you a pleading look

you shoot him a glare “that’s what you’ll be saying when my father is about to have you publicly executed in front of me”

he places his hand back on your hip and squeezes it “I love when you talk morbid”

“get out” you point a hand to the balcony where you assumed he climbed up

percy sighs in defeat. as much as he would have loved to stay with you, he knew what the consequences would be if he had been caught

he plants a kiss on your forehead before beginning to dress, in the process throwing you your clothes he had discarded

once you had dressed yourself you walked to your balcony where percy waits

“I don’t want to marry another man” you say

he gently takes your hands “I know”

footsteps walking up the stairs to your room ruin the moment. you turn quickly to your door and then back to percy and exchange a knowing look and he begins to climb over the railing

before he can be far enough he pulls you in for a quick kiss and mutters an ‘I love you’ before he climbs down

the door opens just in time and reveals your brother between the frames, and when you turn to face him his eyes widen, moving from your neck covered in stygian (get it?) marks, then to your bed where the sheets were disheveled, then back to your eyes

“oh my gods” nico swiftly steps in and closes the door “I know you did not do that”

“please don’t tell anyone” you rush over to him

“well father wants you downstairs”

you run a hand through your hair “can you just tell him I’ll be a minute?”

“I’ll waste time, you’ll have three”

you grab your brothers head and kiss the top of it “you’re the best”

he pushes you away and opens the door but before he leaves he speaks, “since I caught you sneaking percy in I thought I’d tell you that will has had frequent visits”

he leaves before you can respond- siblings are infuriating

📜

once you had gotten cleaned up and made yourself look presentable you returned to the party and met the eyes of your frustrated father. you hurry over to him before he could walk over to you. if that had happened it would have been worse, he would have pulled you somewhere private while he shouted at you for being ‘rude to the guests’

“where were you?” he asks

“I just went to get some air”

“for an hour?”

“there’s a lot of people here, quite overwhelming”

he sighs “you are to pick a man before the night is over. If you haven’t decided I will do it for you”

you nod and walk away. sometimes it’s easier to just agree with him and leave instead of staying and fighting.

now you suppose you need to follow his orders… or you could just not? that wouldn’t end well. you wish you had flung yourself off the balcony earlier, that would have made things a lot easier for you

just pick someone, how hard could that be? just pick some random good-looking boy and say you want to marry him. simple. unfortunate for you, underworldy men were not attractive. just pick! you wouldn’t let yourself marry him anyways, or even if you did marry him you surely would not be around him very much

just one, that’s it, why is it this hard? you scan the room until you make eye contact with a boy- you assume your age- leaning on a pillar. perhaps him? you caught him staring at you so it couldn’t be that hard to get him to dance with you

you look back at your father before turning to the boy but he isn’t standing in the same spot as before. you feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around where you see the mysterious man

“you scared me” you put a hand on your chest and fake a laugh

he holds a hand out for you “would you care to dance?”

no, you wouldn’t, but if you didn’t pick a man to marry tonight you would be in deep trouble. you take his hand and allow him to lead you to to the crowd where many other couples dance

he places his free hand on your waist, yours around his neck. this is the most wrong anything has ever felt, you lay with a boy one moment then the next you’re dancing with another

not only does this situation feel wrong, the boy smells an awful lot like the sea. you wonder where he came from because as far as you knew there was no oceans in the underworld

“what’s your name?” you ask

he takes a moment to answer. does he not know his own name?”

“troy”

“lovely”

“what’s yours?”

“y/n”

“lovely”

you didn’t ask any other questions, instead staying in silence. after everyone left you informed your father that you had found a man to marry and before you could tell him who the man was he rushed off

what an odd night

[jesshq]

Living with mama Seph:

Disclaimer: past abuse mentioned and abuse recovery @itspkuwu this is for you and I’m planning on making more living with mama Seph stuff~

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Hades and Persephone were standing at the underworld dock with the imps as Persephone was about to leave.

Hades crouches down to Neurosis, his missing third son but due to the past abuse he went through before in the hands of Misery’s care, before being reunited with his biological family.

some stuff that came up Hades was having a hard time…

“Remember Neurosis your going to go with mama Seph to recover from your PTSD from Misery’s abuse…me and the boys can visit, as the underworld has too much things that can trigger your PTSD” Hades explains and tries to comfort his yellow imp son who was holding a bag of his belongs.

Neurosis whimpered as he didn’t wanna leave but Hades having to yell to get others to notice that they should be working, didn’t help his problems…

“Hey it’s okay like dad said we can visit and Pokey is going with you~” Panic explains as he hands his twin the family’s house pet sheep’s leash.

Neurosis nods sadly as Pokey licks his hand to get pets which he gladly does “you guys will take good care of Avara right?..” 

Pain hugs his little brother “Yeah we will”

“Neurosis? Are you ready?” Persephone asks as she gives her half children a hug and picks him up.

Neurosis takes a deep breath and looks back at his brothers and dad “yeah…”

“Remember we’ll visit~” Hades waves goodbye along with Pain and Panic.

With that Persephone teleported her, Pokey and Neurosis away to her home outside the underworld.

(Later)

Neurosis was surprised at Persephone’s home, it had a beautiful garden and a pen/fenced area that is attached to the house for Pokey, and some outside toys for whenever he and his brothers came over to visit.

Persephone put Pokey in the pen so she can graze on the grass “come on Neuro~ let’s get you settled in”

Persephone had to admit when she put Neurosis on the couch: the boys usually spend 1-3 nights here but Neurosis was going to live here till he recovers, so she didn’t make a spare room for him or his brothers as they normally slept on the couch.

“Stay right there and unpack your bag~ I’ll go make you a room” with that Persephone left the room leaving Neurosis to settle in at his own pace.

Persephone smiles like the underworld palace. It wasn't hard to renovate the house for new rooms, Persephone smiles as she grows the furniture like she did for all her furniture.

“Now he just needs a bed…” said Persephone as she opened a furniture magazine for ideas on how to grow the furniture.

“A hanging bed~ hmmm maybe I should get a cloud mattress and put something like a railing to keep him from falling out” Persephone thinks as she makes something like a hanging cradle.

“There we go~” Persephone smiles as she puts on a cloud mattress and puts in some soft blankets.

“It looks like a little nest~” the goddess of spring coos cutely.

She then hears the soft pitter patter of one of her adopted children, as she turned around she saw Neurosis peeking into the room.

“Do you like it honey?” she asks as she walks over and picks him up.

Neurosis looks around the room he was going to be in while staying here, and slightly clings to his second mama “uh huh…”

(flashback)

Persephone never got the full story about Neurosis’ past but Hades told her he was abused mentally and physically, some stuff she knew Hades told her stuff he found out: Neurosis has issues with things like enraged or being called yelling and whistles especially for calling pets, he has a bit of a sleeping on the ceiling habit that Persephone knew about experienced first hand, Neurosis has as well an EXTREMELY sensitive stomach from the physical abuse from Misery, he hates the dark and being alone, and when he gets stressed or overwhelmed he hits himself especially in the chest…..

Persephone frowned as she remembered Hades told her that a few days after Neurosis failed his mission despite Hades and the boys telling him that he’s family and it wasn’t his fault. He was reminded of his failure by a random monster and Neurosis started to hit himself and not just his chest… and when Hades grabbed him to stop him Neurosis BIT HIM saying in tears he wasn’t good enough and he was punishing himself…

Haded then punished that monster for reminding Neurosis of his failure and told Neurosis that his punishment right now was being turned into a imp blanket burrito till he was feeling better….Persephone sighs as Hades told her Neurosis didn’t make him nervous from the bite probably due to Neuro knew it was Hades and was probably just his fight or flight instincts that told him to bite as Misery would he just grabbed him and….then hurt him.

(flashback over)

A sound snaps Persephone out of her thoughts when Neurosis whimpers and holds his stomach as it growls again.

“Oh is my little imp hungry?” she asks and gently hugs Neurosis.

“Yeah…but what can I eat?” Neurosis frowns sadly hating his sensitive tummy.

Persephone smiles “well I didn’t make special animal feed and fruit and veggies for high metabolism creatures of the Hercules kingdom for nothing sweet pea~” 

Neurosis gives an awkward smile forgetting Persephone made special feed for animals, and growable crops for the Hercules kingdom’s high or low metabolism people and mythical creatures and demi humans.

They enter the kitchen and Persephone sits Neurosis on the counter then opens the fridge “any craving honeycomb?”

Neurosis thinks for a few mins then shyly asks “seafood alfredo?” 

Persephone smiles as she pulls out a seafood mix from the freezer, she had to admit she loved how most kingdoms in the disneyverse had modernized like the Hercules kingdom, and she knows Hades and the boys been and have taken trips to disney��s japan branch once in a while and learnt/love japan recipes, they all laughed when Panic realized after he tried actual sushi and that he actually likes it.

Persephone knows Neurosis loves noodle dishes so seafood pasta tends to be his one favorites.

Neurosis' tail slightly wags happily; his tail had the swirl due to how he would curl it around a pole while sleeping upside down while in Misery’s care.

“Wanna help mama?” Persephone coos as she boils the seafood mix.

“O-ok how can I help?” Neurosis asks as he starts to hover fly which he started to get better at since he has been reunited with his biological father and siblings.

“Do you want some mushrooms? Or do you wanna get any pasta you want and sauce from the pantry?” Persephone asks as she gets some veggies for the side.

Neurosis nods and goes to grab the stuff needed.

(later)

Persephone smiles as she holds Neurosis up as he stirs the sauce and seafood together, sticking his tongue out in concentration.

“Is this good?” Neurosis asks softly as he looks up at his half mother.

“Yep now lets, let it simmer~” Persephone coos as she sets him down on the island in the kitchen.

Neurosis nods shyly as a loud whistle from the pot of boiling water for the pasta, Persephone was turned around when she heard Neurosis’ breathing change to a faster pace after she added in the pasta which was spaghetti pasta into the pot.

“Neurosis?” she asks as she turns around, and sees the yellow imp hitting himself while hyperventilating.

“Neurosis?!” The goddess of spring quickly grabs a blanket from the table and wraps it around her ‘step’ child.

(what's going on in Neurosis’ mind as the whistle from the pot triggered a PSTD panic attack)    

A loud whistle-like tune fills the dark room as footsteps are coming closer to a door. 

Neurosis feels his mother forced into her fountain trapped in the barrier.

The door opens as a figure enters the room and a pair of yellow eyes with red irises glare down at Neurosis, he whimpers as the figure grabs him and drags him over to it.

“Time for your 5th beating of the day~” the figure reveals its sharp teeth, as it knees Neurosis in the gut.

Neurosis gives loud pained grunt sound as the air inside his lungs was knocked out and he was thrown to the floor, the figure started to punch, kick, verbally abuse the imp.

Neurosis whimpers as the figure stops.

“Look plague look at your son, wait till I figure out how to get to those inside your ‘cursed’ realm~ Im still looking for those two that were there, when I ‘killed’ and cursed you~, then I find out this….MISTAKE wasn’t my child!” the figure points to Neurosis 

Neurosis pants as he coughs up some incore, when the figure points at him when he yells he was a Mistake…

The figure then throws down a sack of leftover/rotten food “here's your meal you PATHETIC MISTAKE!”

Neurosis then watches the figure leave the room which in reality is a cell, and locks the door.

The barrier that kept his mother from interfering with his ‘punishments’ as Misery the figure that was just in the cell would give him.

Neurosis says nothing, as incore drips from some cuts from Misery’s claws, he reaches down as grabs an apple core and bites into it, he wanted to cry but last time he did Misery didn’t feed him for a week…

And his cousins who he thought were his siblings, were as well abused for giving him something to eat, or helping him in general…heck he remembers hearing Misery beat one of his cousins and his aunt Sorrow for just talking out of turn…

“Neurosis… my little baby…you're not a mistake…” a female voice speaks.

Neurosis looks up at his mother as she starts to help his regeneration to heal his injuries, he feels the cool water from her form she uses to interact with him, helps the burning from the cuts, soothe the bruises and aching bones.

Neurosis whimpers as he watches his mom go through the food Misery gave him to see what was REALLY edible and what was too far gone for consumption….sadly there was only a small pile of actually edible.

“Here…you know mommy doesn’t need this, and she can filter some water for you to drink” his mother says as she gives Neurosis the actual edible leftovers and a glass of water she filtered from the mud water Misery gave Neurosis to drink and ‘bathe’ with.

“Thanks mom…” Neurosis whispers as he eats another applecore… he wants to sleep but Misery slammed his head against the floor a lot when he ‘punished’ him this time. He must have a concussion and he shouldn’t really sleep…

Neurosis felt his mom’s water-like form hug him close, he knew one thing Misery wasn’t his father and his mom told him about his REAL father and REAL siblings….and they just needed the right opportunity for him to escape Misery’s domain.

Neurosis felt his mother hum a lullaby to comfort him, as he let the tears he held back fall as he was used to crying silently….

(back to the present)

Neurosis snaps out of his panic attack when he feels the blanket wrapped around him and him being held close and tight with the sound of a heartbeat in his ear.

“Neurosis… your not in Misery’s domain….mommy has you….the whistle was from the pot, I forgot that, that pot's lid makes a whistle when water is boiling in it” he hears Persephone’s soothing voice.

Neurosis looks up at his ‘step’ mom and starts to cry, which always happens when he gets out of a PTSD panic attack.

Persephone uses her ability and manipulates some plants to finish making their dinner, as Neurosis starts to make distressed impling cries.

Persephone and Hades found out that after Hades’ trail for the titan accident, which Persephone found out from the family to go doctor Hippocrates and Travia that: Pain, Panic and Neurosis were FORCED to grow up mentally as implings before their bodies could, meaning despite they can enter heat cycles and drink alcohol, their new powers they inherited from Hades caused the boys’ BLOCKED impling tendencies to resurface…

Persephone and Hades noticed this when the boys when frustrated or upset, or embarrassed would cry or tear up, they get tired and need naps once in a while, they would make impling sound when upset, and they been going to the bathroom a lot more to go do their ‘business’ Hades even told Persephone that he’s surprised that none of them had an accident yet.

Persephone sits down on the couch and pats Neurosis’ back and rump as his cries start to die down to sobs and hiccups.

The goddess starts to hum a soothing tune, and she hugged Neurosis tightly till he settled down.

Persephone smiles as she runs her hand though Neurosis’ fire orange hair “Feel better now honeycomb…~” 

Neurosis just nods and gives a soft sound and hugs his ‘step’ mom’s hand as she sits on the couch.

“Do you wanna watch one of your anime shows?” she asks as she remembers since Hades’ first trip to disney japan the boys and Neurosis started to watch anime.

“Yeah…” Neurosis whimpers as he watches Persephone grab the tv remote and open the tv anime streaming app and select on Neurosis’ account.

“It's called sweetness and lightning? Right?” she asks as she selects one of Neurosis’ animes he liked and were on his ‘my list’ .

Neurosis smiles and wipes his eyes as he hears the voices of the characters, Persephone smiles as Neurosis loved this slice of life anime and when Hades asked why? Neurosis responds was the father in the anime was like Hades before Persephone came into his life, and him and this brothers were like the little girl as before Persephone came into their lives, and Persephone giggles to herself as the teen girl who cooks with the widowed father and his daughter was a lot like her in helping Hades with the boys. 

She smiles as Neurosis gives her a soft smile and lets her put him on the couch “mommy will finish supper~ you can watch your show~”

“Oki~” Neurosis chirps as he hugs a bit of the blanket.

Persephone smiles but when she is in the kitchen out of his eyesight frowns sadly “why doesn’t he smile like his brothers?....Hades said he tried but… Neurosis doesn’t seem to know how to smile or laugh much…. Is it because he’s still recovering from Misery’s care”  

“I think that's going to be my goal~... I wanna hear what he sounds like when he laughs and smiles without being ‘fake’ for the sake of me and his dad, and siblings..” Persephone whispers to herself as she stirs the pasta.

(later after supper is ready)

Neurosis watches from the living room. Persephone sets something up for him, he pauses his video he was watching and walks into the kitchen to see Persephone put together a high chair.

“Mama? You know I'm not a ‘real’ baby right?” Neurosis asks worried as technically he is a ‘baby’ still according to Hades when he told his brothers are too, something about how they’re impling hood was like: for him it was abuse from Misery 24/7, for his brothers it was trying to live without their mom for a while till Hades found them.

Persephone looks at him and smiles “your father said you're a messy eater due to you not having much experience with forks & etc. and I witnessed it too”

Neurosis whines and his horns droop as she had a pointed one of his habits since he started living with his biological family: he has no idea how to use utensils and usually needs a bath after each meal before Hades and his brothers started to spoon feed him curtain food like oatmeal, but let him eat finger food himself.

Persephone finishes putting together the highchair and picks Neurosis up from the floor and slides him into the high chair.

“There we go~” Persephone coos as she puts a bowl of seafood alfredo for Neurosis on the table top of the highchair.

Neurosis slightly drools at the sight of the pasta meal, and he feels something tie around his neck.

“Huh?” Neurosis blushed when he saw a bib with a little duck on it around his neck.

“I’m sorry honey I don’t want you to make much of a mess and have an early bath time” Persephone explained as she spins around a fork in the pasta, then also puts a bit of sea food and a piece of mushroom on the fork and offers it to the yellow imp.

Neurosis knows the routine when eating: let yourself get spoon fed and if you're up for it when you're half way done and still hungry you can feed yourself, All due to how messy he gets as well alongside with his stomach issues.

Neurosis Opens his mouth as Persephone puts it in, he happily chews it as his tail swishes around like a happy puppy.

“I’m taking that happy tail wag means it's good~” Persephone giggles as she gets another forkful ready.

Neurosis nods as he knows it's not nice to talk with his mouthful, he swallows and opens his mouth again.

Persephone giggles as Neurosis tends to not really talk when eating, but later on Hades found out that that reasoning was due to Neurosis’s past abuse…he had to eat quickly and quietly.

“Honey you know you can speak right?~” the goddess asks softly as she feeds Neurosis, another forkful.

Neurosis looks down thinking before softly speaking “why?…”

“Well you can tell me more about yourself sweetheart, like any interests?” Persephone asks as Neurosis swallows, she’s used to understanding others when they’re mouths are full of food due to Pain’s eating habits.

Neurosis looks at his hands unsure of what to say “I like drawing or making my own things…”

Persephone gives him another forkful of pasta “really~ now I think I should get you some art supplies and DIY things~” 

Neurosis giggles and opens his mouth after swallowing for more.

(after supper)

Persephone just has to laugh as Neurosis’s appetite is when its is one of his favorite foods, which she learnt he stops limiting himself and pushes himself when it comes to food he likes which honestly any food due to his past never getting to eat fresh or homemade meals, but he still paces himself especially if his stomach acts up.

Neurosis pouted as his face and the bib was covered with some sauce, but that wasn’t why he was pouting, that reason was his stomach was growling from digestion from the TWO servings of pasta he just ate.

Persephone giggles to herself as Neurosis rubs his slightly bulging tummy to try and get it to stop making sounds. 

“Grumpy tummy~” she asks in a teasing mother tone?

Neurosis blushes and sulks as he rubs his belly as it growls again ”very grumpy…”

The goddess of spring giggles and scoops him out of the high chair, she then cradles him in one arm as she grabs a clean face cloth next to the sink and wets it with warm water.

Neurosis smiles softly as his ‘step’ mom wipes his face clean, he feels her take off the bib and put it in the kitchen’s laundry wash bin.

“Besides grumpy tummy~ are you full? You ate past your limit~ you're getting better at that~” Persephone beams proudly at her ‘step’ son.

Neurosis coos happily then whimpers as his stomach growls and cramps from overdoing it while eating.

Persephone starts to rub his belly as she walks to the kitchen cupboard “honeycomb I know this will sound bad but have you gone yet today?”

Neurosis sulks at that question, he had some bathroom issues as well of his sensitive stomach, his bladder and bowels were messed up from Misery’s abuse….they were weak as a baby’s…he would remember getting startled and having an accident.

“Not since this morning….” he whines slightly.

Persephone frowns and opens the cupboard and grabs a baby bottle, Neurosis watches his step mom fill the baby bottle with some purple like juice.

“What’s that?” Neurosis questions as Persephone screws on the bottle’s top and shakes the bottle in.

Persephone smiles as she slips the bottle pass Neurosis’s lips, Neurosis gives a startled yelp as the juice leaks out from the bottle nipple onto his tongue: it tasted sweet yet tangy.

“Just drink this it will help your bathroom issues~” the goddess coos as she shifts Neurosis into a cradle position like a baby being fed a bottle of formula.

She then heads to the living room and sits down on the couch still cradling Neurosis

Neurosis struggles to get a rhythm on sucking the bottle, but eventually figured it out and started to drink from the bottle like a little baby.

“That’s it~ good boy~ mommy is so proud of you~” Persephone coos as Neurosis suckles at the bottle.

Neurosis blushes at the baby talk he was hearing as Persephone held him as he drank from the bottle.

As he finishes the contents of the bottle Neurosis can feel his stomach cramp.

He removes the bottle and whines “Mama…”

Persephone pulls out the bottle and lays Neurosis down onto his back, and rubs his belly “it normal~ now stay right there while mommy gets your ‘night protection’ “

Neurosis pouts when she said, then looks at the tv while laying on his back as he remembers about what his ‘night protection’ is….

(flash back to after Neurosis’s doctors appointment)

Neurosis was sitting on an examination table, Hades had taken him to Trivia who told him that Neurosis was going to need some medical assistance and that they should visit the underworld and the Hercules’ kingdom’s best doctor on demi humans, humans and monsters alike: Hippocrates.

The examination went well and Hades told him what Trivia told him what he thinks about what's wrong with Neurosis and his brothers after their Olympian and titan powers were unblocked.

Hades brought Pain and Panic to Hippocrates two days before he did Neurosis mainly as it seemed Neurosis was way worse, But Hades held back bringing Neurosis in with his brothers due to he was more nervous then normal due, also due to Hades knew there was a lot of people and monsters and demi humans that would upset or trigger a PTSD attack for Neurosis.

“Well Hades it does seems Neurosis’s bladder and bowels are weak, But Trivia theory is right: just like how Pain and Panic’s bad impling hood was, Neurosis had a hard Impling hood lots of: physical beatings, mental abuse, lots of verbal abuse… I seriously think that's the cause of his PTSD'' Hippocrates explains as he writes stuff down on a piece of paper.

Neurosis looks confused as the family doctor continued.

“Like his brothers it seems he ‘forced’ himself to ‘grow up’ aka he blocked his impling tendencies aka his baby or child tendencies to seem or act more mature…now those impling tendencies are resurfacing especially after their titan and Olympian powers were unblocked” the doctor explains more. 

Hades then thinks “so they’re still considered ‘teens’ or ‘adult’ but due to they forced to ‘grow up’ they’re bladders, bowels and emotions are like a babies” 

Hippocrates nods “basically they never had a proper impling hood and note this is a common thing among orphans or children who were mistreated as kids”

“You know you're not helping me…I used to hurt Pain and Panic with my flames…” Hades looks sad as he felt like a horrible parent.

especially considering he did tell his wife Plague who made him alpha of her harem which is the titan and greek imp term for family so she’s just the defender of the harem, and Hades was the Alpha was to find more mates to join but…usually the greek imp aka who decides if the mate of the greek imp’s main mate if they’re right for the harem: like they’ll help with the house work, help provide for the harem, take care of the kids and stuff alike.

So when Plague was defeated by her half father: Misery and was ‘killed’, Sorrow Plague’s mother told Hades about Plague being trapped in a crystal which will be but into a fountain which would semi free her but keep her bond….

Sorrow also told Hades she was the only one to leave Misery’s domain which was similar to Echidna and Typhoon’s domain…but after Hades Managed to get Pandora Sorrow’s adopted daughter and Doubt Sorrow’s son out of Misery’s abusive care and took them in and one of his top to go monsters took care of them for him.

But after that Misery started limiting Sorrow’s interactions with her sister Echidna and the last time Hades seen Sorrow was…when he got Neurosis….he hadn’t seen his ‘mother-in-law’ since…no doubt Misery was keeping her from leaving…

So when Hades told Sorrow before Sorrow as was forced by her abusive mate to stay home, about Persephone and to have Sorrow tell Plague about her, and when he got Neurosis Sorrow told him Plague is glad Hades found a second mate and a second mother figure for their kids, as well glad Neurosis will be reunited with his brothers she was forced to separate from him.

Hades frowns as he remembers how many times he flamed in rage and hurt Panic and Pain… and when they triggered their titan and olympian powers that He had found out by the fates that  Plague used a potion and gave them to the boys to block those powers as it worked like the mortal potion he Gave Hercules, the powers would only unlock if the one who the potion was used on sees someone they care for: is in danger or hurt, They will regain their blocked powers to protect the people they care for. 

And when during his trial for the titan accident: the boys titan and olympian powers came back to protect him from Zeus who despite being told not to hurt Hades by their mother Rhea, Zeus attacked him…but this revealed that like Rhea and Hades tried to tell Zeus and Hera after they helped Misery ‘kill’ and curse Plague that Misery tricked them that Plague after they all attended and got drunk at Poseidon and his wife’s ‘marriage’ party, that drunk Zeus knocked up Plague and her child is his, so Zeus and Hera agreed to help Misery as He told them he had a spell that would deal with the ‘Accident’ children…..

But in reality Hades was the father of Plague’s children and he was, yes, drunk along with his girlfriend when they did it. Hades told his girlfriend that he’ll take full responsibility, even told her he was going to ask her to be his queen… but Misery knew Hades was the father and wanted to control his ‘step daughter’ Plague’s children like he did his own wife and children… This caused Plague to run away…

“If Hera didn’t distract me….Plague wouldn’t have to flee…and the boys impling hood would be good.. There has to be a way I can help them” Hades frowns in his head.

Hades is snapped out of his thoughts of how he can bond with his boy when he hears Hippocrates speak.

“I do suggest you put Neurosis in diapers as he’s far more likely to have an accident and to protect the bed sheets, his comfort sleeping toy or even if he was to sleep with you or his brothers” the doctor explains to Hades.

“And if he starts to hurt himself with his talons, claws or just any way of self harm. Put mittens and claw proof socks on him, as for biting use a teething toy like Pain has for his stress and upset biting ....” Hippocrates continues as he gets his jar of lollipops and lets Neurosis pick one. 

Hades smiles as Neurosis picks a lemon flavor one.

“As for his PTSD attacks and if the mittens and socks fail….just make him an imp burrito” Hippocrates explains with a smile and rubs Neurosis’s back.

Hades nods and scoops up Necrosis and they leave.

(end of flashback)

Neurosis hears Persephone coming back into the living room, with a diaper bag.

“Do I have to wear my ‘night protection’?...” Neurosis sulks as his stepmom sits on the couch and starts to pull things out of the diaper bag. 

Persephone frowns as Neurosis’s whines as another cramp hits his stomach “yes because after this your going for a nap…~”

Neurosis just watches as he sees the diaper in his mom’s hands, and as she slides it under him, treads his tail though a hole in the back, and applies some baby powder to the diaper area, and lastly pulls up the front and fastens the side tabs.

“There we go~” Persephone coos as she then reaches into the diaper bag and pulls out a footed and mitted onesie. 

Neurosis sits up and pouts as his diaper crinkles and the babyish patterns of a harpy on the front softly smiles as Persephone helps him into the green onesie.

Persephone grins at him as with a onesie on it was hard to see the diaper and his ribs, plus the mittens and footed parts of it kept Neurosis’s talons and claws from accidently hurting himself during a PTSD attack.

Persephone smiles as she hears the microwave beep and leaves for a few mins and comes back. 

“Here we go, your cuddle buddy, is all warmed up~” she then handed Neurosis a bean filled duck plushie which was warmed up in the microwave to Neurosis.

Neurosis hugs it and places the warmed up plushy to his belly and the cramps disappeared, and his eyelids grew heavy from the warmth.

Persephone wraps Neurosis and the plushie up in the blanket he was previously in, and rests his head on her heart, she lays down and watches the anime Neurosis was watching before and Neurosis nods off watching the anime with half lidded eyes.

Persephone runs her fingers through Neurosis’s flame red hair starting to get it out of its straight up style to a nice flat slightly messed up look, Neurosis purrs as his step mom after flatting his hair starts to gently brush down between his eyes down his nose.

Neurosis lets out a drowsy yawn from the feeling, before he feels something slip into his mouth. After that yawn, he closes his eyes and hugs the plushy and nods off.

Persephone smiles as Neurosis snuggles against her chest by her heart to hear the heartbeat, she can’t help but giggle as she hears him suck the pacifier she slipped into his mouth. 

She kisses his forehead and pats his rump and back. 

“Sleep well my sweet little Neurosis~” she coos.

————————————————————

here you are @itspkuwu 

I actually made this a story and posted this originally as a one-shot but more ideas for chapters came up so I posted this on wattpad and plan to add more chapters to it, with this story being the first chapter.

[kopivie]

Actually, you know what I just said about Orpheus!Kazuha? On second thoughts, Xiao might arguably work better for the role.

Hear me out — Kazuha looks like a better choice at first because of his soft, poetic personality, but I think certain aspects of Xiao click better for the story:

He’s also poetic and soft on the inside; especially if we take pre-enslavement Xiao as the Orpheus in the beginning of the musical, he’s definitely in line with the naive and hopeful boy who ‘sees the world as it could be’ (I get the vibe that Kazuha is closer to realistic than optimistic; he just appreciates and makes the most of the real, if that makes sense? Whereas this version is Xiao is much more starry-eyed)

Particularly, I think Xiao would be much more susceptible to the self-doubt which makes him turn at the last moment than Kazuha; Kazuha of course has his internal struggles, but generally he seems more assured of himself than Xiao, potentially enough so for him not to look back. Also, the self-doubt, or the Fates as they make him doubt himself, could be symbolised through karmic debt!

Venti as Hermes, taking Xiao under his wing! (This could be Zhongli as well, but I’m saving Zhongli for Hades — I’ll explain this in a bit. Venti’s personality also suits that of Hermes more than Zhongli’s does.)

For the song to fix the seasons, instead of the melody in the musical, it’s Lover’s Oath!

Now, for Zhongli as Hades… I will admit, this isn’t a perfect choice, and you’d need to do some twisting of his character to make it fit, but if we say Zhongli has ‘eroded’ and some of his warmth has worn away — or even, instead of Zhongli, we have the colder and more ruthless Morax, who’s somewhat more befitting of the role — it kind of works. He is also a king, and a god (even if those connections aren’t particularly significant)

If Morax/ Zhongli is Hades, Guizhong could work well as Persephone; especially the whole Hades-falling-in-love-with-her-in-a-flower-field because of Guizhong’s glaze lilies and all that. And then Xiao rediscovering the melody of Lover’s Oath works really well as an echo of Zhongli/ Morax and Guizhong’s past love.

Workers are the fallen adepti/ yakshas?

Ooh — and maybe Xiao actually works at Wangshu Inn, like how Orpheus worked at the tavern? It’s admittedly making a bit of a mess of his canon timeline (pre-enslavement Xiao + Wangshu Inn)… but whatever. It doesn’t matter that much lmao

Carnation as a qixing

The Chasm works as a brilliant location for the actual Hadestown because of all the mining & industrial imagery

Not quite sure who’d take up the role of the three Fates, though… hmmm

Anyway. That’s the end of the ramble for now (although I might send in some more ideas if any come up… hope that’s ok with you!) — I’m realising now that it’s entirely possible you’ve never heard of/ interacted with Hadestown, in which case this won’t make as much sense… but fingers crossed?

-🎻 anon

i know of hadestown, and i've listened to the musical once, but only once. the myth of orpheus and eurydice is one that fits kazuha a bit better, in my opinion; mostly due to the fact that kazuha is a poet whose light was snuffed out by endless tragedy. i do see where you're coming from though, and i actually much prefer the idea of an eroded zhongli being hades; i don't see enough content of zhongli being affected by the erosion he claims to have succumbed to. (not even in canon, sadly.)

i saw your other ask about the fates, and... honestly, i may just have to give hadestown another listen. the chasm is a good setting though! i can hear that ensemble chorus from that one song rather clearly, actually..

[makeroftherunes]

"The Elysium" for WIP Wednesday?

The Elysium, Pt 2!

Thank you so much for requesting this one - you get the very tail end of the original kernel of my idea, so it's all down hill from here. Good timing!

Zeus winced. Persephone was perhaps one of the few gods to whom he actually listened - she never let him forget the way he’d bartered her freedom away to her mother like a business, and that he had never seen fit to correct the mortals on their perception of our marriage. It also could have been that she’s never taken his womanizing shit - Hera could learn something. The King of Swans or whatever bowed slightly to my wife, acknowledging his mistake.

“My apologies, Persephone. This young mortal has been chosen for a quest, and as they are-”

“Hold it.” She held up a hand, and even Zeus stammered to a halt. She turned to Mel. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“M-Mel,” Mel said. 

“Hello Mel,” Persephone knelt down and shook their hand. “I’m sorry to meet you like this, but I am glad you’re here and that my husband is taking care of you. I have to ask you some questions, sweetheart, is that okay?”

“Uh, yeah,” Mel said, sitting up a little straighter. I examined their expression. They seemed to want to make a good impression, but they weren’t checking her out. More like, they wanted her to like them. I wanted to tell them not to try so hard - Persephone didn’t make her affection the carrot.

“How old are you, Mel?”

“I’m, uh, 16. Or I will be soon.”

“When’s your birthday?” 

“Um, next Sunday.”

“Aha! The 18th, then. Lovely. Have you had any water or seen a doctor?”

At the mention of doctors, the kid shrunk away from her. “No doctors,” I said gently, “No hospitals. I promise.” They looked at me, and nodded a little.

Persephone straightened, and looked straight at Zeus. “This child is 15 years old. Do you really think that they are in any way, shape or form the ‘hero’ you need? They should be in school! They should be working on homework and going out for burgers and sneaking joints-” I noticed Mel suddenly looking anywhere but me- “NOT going off to be bloody QUESTING. It is the Modern Age, Zeus, for the love of Chr-”

“Please, not him.” Zeus interrupted. “Upstart immortal thinks he can-” His mouth suddenly filled with flowers. 

“Persie!” I half chuckled, half warned. The flowers wilted and fell, Zeus sending the last petals spinning with his coughing. “I agree, Zeus, this is a matter that can’t be ignored, but this kid is not going into danger injured and alone. There’s not a chance in hell I’m letting you pick them.”

The room got very quiet. 

“You let me?” Zeus growled. The air seemed to crackle again. “I might be younger, Hades, but I am your King. I am King of the Gods, and no matter what hellfire you have at your disposal, I rule you. My word is law. You. Allow. NOTHING.” 

Persephone pulled Mel and their chair back, stepping in front of them.

My body flared in anger, the veins of ambrosia sizzling. I answered his might with mine, shadow and dread creeping from the shadows behind me. The light above the table flared, died, flared, died, as though caught perfectly between. Zeus’s human form seemed to age before me, wrinkles appearing, neck bending, eyes clouding-

“I’ll do it.”

“What?” Zeus and I said at the same time. The light bulb screamed in rage, then blew the filaments entirely.

“I’ll do it,” Mel repeated, leaning around Persephone to meet my eyes. “Look, I don’t even know anything about you guys. I read some books in school. Percy Jackson was cool, but I don’t know you. But you know, whatever. Will it get me out of here?” They gestured vaguely, which I took to mean this existence in general and not an offense to my nightclub.

“Mel, this will be dangerous,” I said, easing back my anger. “You could die, there will be terrors, horrible things -”

“Yeah, I know, horrors beyond my comprehension, etc. Listen, uh, Mr. Hades, Lord Hades? I work retail. I have seen humanity at its worst. Literally anything would be better.” They got to their feet, and Persephone glanced at me. I gave her a frustrated look. I couldn’t let this kid do this. Alone, anyway. Persie nodded to me.

“Mel, are you sure?” She asked.

“Yes, Lady Persephone Ma’am,” they said, giving her a non-convincing smile. “I think I am. Chances are, I’m already dead or hallucinating this whole thing. And if I’m not, who would believe me?” 

“Fine,” I said, putting a hand on their shoulder, “then you aren’t going alone.” They began to say something, but I let the shadows come back a little. “There are some things I cannot allow, and my brother making a fucking kid go on a quest alone is of them. I can’t stop you, but I can help.”

Zeus snorted, and stepped forward impatiently. “Well then. If you’re finished.” I snarled at him but stepped behind Mel. They started a little, shifting to the side. Zeus held out his hand - no longer aged. “You accept this quest, to find the god-killer and stop them, at all costs and with great danger?”

“I, uh. I do.” Mel clasped his hand. 

A small bolt of lightning ignited across their hand. They yelped, though I knew it hadn’t burned them. They jerked their hand away, and I saw the branching mark across their palm. 

The hero’s mark, they used to call it. When heroes were alive and Gods still ruled.