#persephone II
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lilycomplex · 4 months ago
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curestardust · 1 year ago
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moonlightflower-queen · 4 months ago
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Parent with siblings vs parent with no siblings amiright fellas
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the-southern-cereal-king · 11 months ago
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Do NOT Separate Them, Bonded Pair
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(I posted this to the wrong blog originally, whoops)
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kkohiart · 11 months ago
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how many tears does a mother cry?
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quirki-ly · 1 year ago
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genetics is when you get your hair color from one parent and your social skills from the other
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wegog · 6 months ago
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extremely love their family
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zagreusbff · 1 year ago
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THE FAMILY !!!
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blood-starved-beast · 11 months ago
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Interesting detail but Melinoe never seems to think about Persephone in the game I've noticed. She broods about Hades and Zagreus, but never thinks about her mom all that much. And it's likely cause she doesn't crave a mother figure when she's got one in Hecate right?
So when she tells Hecate so and Hecate rebuffs that so strongly and so vehemently just ugh. Mel's italicized "Oh" afterwards - you can practically feel the heart shatter/psychic damage in that very second. Hecate put her on the spot to think about this woman she has no connection to, hasn't really thought much at all really, and see her as mom as opposed to Hecate, whom she now has confirmation doesn't see her in the maternal way Mel imagined her to be.
And to think Mel blames herself (her existence really) for the schism that led to Chronos taking over the House. God more than Zagreus, I think Melinoe meeting Persephone is going to be fascinating af.
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melemart · 5 months ago
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I love this depressed little man so much
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jointherebellion215 · 1 year ago
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Flowers
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Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x female!reader
Summary: You're living a perfectly content life on Geidi Prime with your husband. It's a shame your mind can't rest, sparked by glimpses of a life unknown. Loosely based on the song from Hadestown.
Word Count: 1.5k
TW: Dark!Feyd-Rautha, Dead Dove Do Not Eat, yandere!Feyd-Rautha, manipulation, gaslighting, like SO much gaslighting holy shit, descriptions of violence, abusive relationship, emotional abuse, isolation, tragedy, nonconsensual drug use, nonconsensual medical treatement, induced memory loss, amnesia, dubious consent, pregnancy, songfic, happy-but-not-really-happy ending, I know I said female!reader but there's virtually no pronoun usage or descriptive words in thisfor the reader besides titles so maybe GN!reader??
A/N: I'm blown away, almost 500 notes on His Kiss, the Riot? Holy shit, all of the thanks! Here it is, the final part! I'm ending it with the song that actually started this whole idea. Listening to Eva's interpretation of Eurydice singing Flowers gave me the most delicious, fucked-up bit of inspiration and this came out. I was clutching my own metaphorical pearls writing this cause damn, this gets dark. Like, way more than I thought I could write. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the end of this twisted tale. Thank you for reading! As always, I appreciate you taking the time to like, comment, and reblog.
Read Part One and Part Two
AO3
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dune properties, characters, or storylines-- nor do I own anything related to Hadestown. The images used in this are not my own, and any similarities to stories or events other than what are directly referenced are strictly coincidence.
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Lily white and poppy red
I trembled when he laid me out
“You won’t feel a thing,” he said, “when you go down”
Nothing gonna wake you now
Drops of blood. 
A wicked, black smile.
“You won’t feel a thing.” 
You wake up with a gasp. Your doctor had warned you about dreams like this. They weren’t real, just an aftereffect of your accident.
The medical staff for House Harkonnen had been gracious enough to inform you of your predicament. When your family had recently hosted the Harkonnens, you quickly met and fell deeply in love with the na-Baron Feyd-Rautha. Your love for each other was so intense that you had demanded to get married right away. Your father disapproved of the union, so he disowned you and banished you, demanding to never see you again.
On the journey back to Geidi Prime, a stray asteroid hit the ship and caused you to hit your head. Feyd had apparently worried for your life, which saddened you and warmed your heart. It was nice to know that someone truly cared for you. However, your mind wasn’t quite the same afterwards. Your life before Geidi Prime was completely unknown to you. Your memories were in a fragile state.
That was just a few months earlier. Unfortunately, your mind has not yet recovered your memories prior to the accident. You were diligently taking a specially brewed tea that would calm your mind so it wouldn’t fracture under the immense pressure to try and fix itself. When you asked how long it would take for you to recover, your heart cracked when they said that it may take the rest of your natural life.
While it broke your heart to hear of your father’s dismissal of your feelings, you believed that you were strong enough to carry on. Having no further ties to your home world made it better to settle in with your new family.
You are a Harkonnen now.
Now, your footsteps make the quietest of echoes as you traipse down the narrow corridor. Heads of nearby servants and slaves bow, and eyes snap to the floor as you pass by. You feel the barest of sympathies, for not being allowed the simplest of human connection with their na-Baronness. But it was paradise considering the consequences should anyone ever feel bold enough to try otherwise.
Your husband wouldn’t allow that.
Dreams are sweet, until they’re not
Men are kind, until they aren’t
Flowers bloom, until they rot and fall apart
“Can I not have a single friend on this planet?!”
You burst into your shared chambers, rage rushing through your veins. All you had wanted was to have lunch and tea with one of the few female palace advisors you had taken a liking to. Maybe share a laugh or a story. Make a connection outside of your new family. That was all ruined when Feyd barged in and gutted your companion, stomach-to-throat, while she sat in her chair.
You were sure that your shoes had trailed blood down the hallway, but your mind was focused elsewhere at the moment.
“What use would you have for friends? I am right here.” He closed in on you, grasping your arms and forcing you to look in his direction. “Am I not enough for you? Do I not give you everything you should ever desire?”
His hands tighten around your wrists, making you flinch. A stray tear falls from your eyes, guilt starts to overcome your anger.
“No, not at all, husband! You have given me everything I could have wished for and more,” You wrench your hands out of his grip and grasp his face. He showered you with gifts, never let you go hungry or thirsty and this is how you repay him? “I just… I didn’t think you would want to hear me talk about certain things. I don’t mean to sound ungrateful.”
“I know you don’t, my darling.”
You take a deep breath as you feel the tension in the room start to settle.
“Your mind is already fragile from the accident… I just want to keep you safe.”
Safe. That was the key here. He takes step back and retrieves a small dagger from his belt.
Feyd holds it up, showing you the weapon. “Did you know that your friend had a blade dipped in poison strapped onto her person?”
You can feel the blood rushing from your face. No. You didn’t know.
“I-I didn’t see a knife on her. She couldn’t have-“
“She did.”
He drops the blade and leans in closer to you, forehead aligning with yours. “There are people out there who seek to harm you, who seek to harm me through you. I can never let that happen.”
You nod furiously. You couldn’t believe that you had been so stupid. 
Trust is unbelievably hard to come by in the Galactic Imperium. Your few months’ worth of memories can even attest to that. It seems that the only people you can truly rely on is family.
“I only want what’s best for you.”
You understand now.
Is anybody listening?
I open my mouth and nothing comes out
Another argument discussion had emerged from your telling of your latest dream. Your husband was convinced that you were entirely too exhausted to put any stock into what your subconscious was telling you, but you thought otherwise.
Fingers run through a patch of bright pinks, yellows, and blues—
“I swear to you, it felt so real! It was almost like a memory, like something I-,” A firm hand is placed on your shoulder as you give a slight stumble. Feyd puts a hand on your back, leading you to the edge of your bed, setting you on the bench that was placed against the footboard.
“Please, have some of your morning tea, my darling. You look a bit peaked.” You accepted the cup he gave you, settling down and taking a few sips of the warm, spiced drink. Your mind instantly calms, anxieties evaporating from your body like puffs of smoke. Never mind the memories that you had just… Floating.
Your husband is now on one knee in front of you, arms encasing your body, as his hands cup your face. He brings your eyes to meet his, seemingly searching. For what? You do not know.
“What were you saying about this dream of yours?” A pause reverberates throughout the room as your head tilts in confusion.
“My…?” You stutter, mouth opening to complete a thought that was no longer entirely there. “I can’t quite remember. What were we talking about?”
Your husband gives a smirk, analyzing your face once more before placing his hand on the dark fabric covering your swollen belly.
“Nothing of import. It seems that my heir is set on scrambling your thoughts.”
There seemed to be nothing in this world that brought more joy to Feyd-Rautha’s face than the sight of you and his unborn child. He’s more protective of you now than ever, having guards always posted near you, having you wear a shield during all public appearances. Not to mention, he was damn near insatiable in private. His hands and mouth are practically dragged away from you and your growing stomach every morning.
You give a chuckle. “I’d heard about pregnancy brain before, but never knew it to be this taxing! Perhaps I’ll take a walk later if I’m feeling up to it.”
Feyd gives your cheek a soft pat before rising to his feet, “Rest, my darling. I shall check in on the both of you later.” His hand rests next to yours, giving your belly a quick rub before he walks towards the door.
Your head goes to set on your pillow, the warmth from the tea running through your body. You must be really tired, since you fall asleep so quickly.
Quick enough to not hear the deadbolt lock clicking from the outside once the door is closed.
Flowers, I remember field of flowers
Soft beneath my heels
Walking in the sun, I remember someone
Someone by my side, turned his face to mine
The dreams start to encroach your mind while you are awake. You continue to follow your doctor’s instructions: take your daily tea, rest often, don’t overexert your body or your mind. But, ever persistent, they push through, finding parallels with your daily life to latch onto.
A hand, gently enlaced with yours, guides you through a meadow—
You husband’s hands lead you to stand with him by his uncle’s side, preparing for another ceremony.
A laugh, familiar and warm—
A chilling cackle of laughter reaches you in your viewing box, watching your husband gleefully slay another adversary in the arena.
Bright, yellow sunlight caressing your face and neck—
The black sun of Geidi Prime pulses in your periphery as you wave to a crowd below, your husband standing stoically next to you.
A kiss, given freely—
Feyd ravishes you in your chambers, lips melding together with yours.
My darling—
My love—
My darling—
My darling—
My darling—
My darling—
My darling—
“Is everything alright, my darling?”
You blink, snapping back to the present. Pale, smooth skin and blue eyes, your husband extends his hand towards you. Safe. He gives you everything. You and your child will never struggle or suffer with him. You are safe with him. Aren’t you?
Blood splatters over a patch of bright pinks, yellows, and blues—
You give a bright smile.
If you ever walk this way
Come and find me lying in the bed I made
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somepinkthing · 10 months ago
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Its very interesting how many people are saying zagreus "had a childhood" in comparison to melinoe given that he had his father and the house of hades at the time, either forgetting what hades was like or not clocking just how shit of a dad hades actually was. I'm here to inform you that they BOTH had a childhood! It just was two different variations of suck. Melinoe's longing is only because she's been raised to idealize the life she might have had after zag's efforts to fix things paid off. That doesn't mean zagreus lived a childhood worth longing after.
Zagreus wasn't running away just to be rebellious and difficult, it was just framed that way because that's how Hades saw it. Hades's only good point as a dad back then was that he at least wasn't as bad as his own dad.... who ate him. Bar was literally set in hell and hades barely hovered right above it. Even discounting the implication that he was even worse back when zagreus was a small child, hades was already every flavor of emotionally and physically abusive there was—hell he was abusive as a manager, let alone a dad. He would literally rather personally beat and kill you than talk to you about why he's banned surface visiting. And this is only after manipulating ppl you care about into doing the same. The house of hades may be melinoe's dream, but it was zagreus's prison. Literally. Like he wasn't allowed to leave. The whole premise of the first game was that all of this trouble was gone through just so zagreus could even so much as take a walk. And hades frames that as something reasonable and we are the unreasonable ones for not seeing that
Sure, zag had one parent and a house (prison) to go back to. But that doesn't mean that either of them have a childhood worth envying. You could point out that zag had stability (if the house of hades could be counted as stability). I could point out that at least melinoe was always made to feel wanted and important (if being seen as a savior counts). It's an oversimplification on both ends because while both of them did have people who cared and things about their life that they loved, neither of them grew up in a stellar environment. Zagreus wasn't a brat, he was as reasonable as his circumstances were allowing.
TLDR Hades was a much worse dad than the people who seem to think zagreus had it soo much easier are clocking and zagreus grew up in an environment that was actually extremely abusive (a fact that he himself doesn't appear aware of throughout the whole game, even after persephone points it out).
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xjulixred45x · 3 months ago
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Dead royalty Zagreus
What if before Zagreus kills Hades, he was able to go to the surface and meet with Persephone where he meets reader who helps her with her gardens who is just the kindest sweetheart and very cheerful that after many times coming to the surface Zagreus starts to fall in love with them and then Persephone reveals that reader has a similar past to Zagreus (has an abusive home life and just couldn't take it anymore so they ran away from home to seek a new life) which makes Zagreus feel even more close to reader with their shared life experience. And then one day reader dies after Zagreus kills Hades and becomes the new ruler and with his new position makes sure that they are pampered and spoiled and asks them to marry him
WAAAAAA THIS IS SO CUTE OMG!!!
Dead Royalty! Zagreus x Abused Reader
Genre: Headcanons
Reader: neutral
Warnings: Reader came from an abusive household, Reader and Zag has trauma from horrible parents, Soft yandere Zag? Fluff.
Zagreus can still remember the first time he saw them.
Zagreus had managed to kill his father on the surface (to change his infinite loop of defeats and deaths) and got to see his mother, however, he realized that there was something different that time.
Or rather, now there was someone new accompanying them.
Zagreus had only seen mortals arriving somewhere in Hades, so seeing one alive and well was new, but a Nice kind of new, and he wanted to get closer to talk, to know their name, to see them up close.
The mortal also seemed to be curious to see him, but as soon as they realized that Zagreus was approaching, they soon stood behind his mother, rather than being scared, they looked...cautious.
Persephone introduces him and the reader, her new gardening helper. They didn't talk much the first time, but Zagreus couldn't take his eyes off them, in a strange mix of amazement and curiosity.
The following times were better, reader was already more aware of Zagreus' surprise visits and received him along with Lady Persephone. They even started waiting on their own if Zagreus arrived! Since after all, he was the only person “more or less” their age.
reader had been around many men in her life, some worse than others, who made her feel...alert, a warning that something bad was going to happen. It was the way I knew how to survive, listen to your instincts, they (unlike people) don't lie.
But with Zagreus...they didn't really feel any need to flee, or feel like there was any danger. Maybe because he was the son of Lady Persephone, but at the same time it couldn't be that, they were similar, yes, but so different at the same time.
Reader began to feel more confident about being themself around Zagreus, the more he came, the more they showed their true happy and sweet nature. Waiting for him to continue talking about his adventures in the underworld, what everything was like down there, the heroes and monsters he had faced, it was all so... wonderful for both of them.
For one thing, Zagreus didn't really have anyone who really cared what he did to get to the surface (besides Achilles and Persephone), so having someone not only interested in listening to him, but even excited? See the reader's face light up with his stories? It's so adorable and cute!
Zagreus was not only happy to reach the surface for his mother, but to be greeted by a very happy reader who warmed his heart.
Zag occasionally brought things to show the reader in case they were seen, things like nectar, ambrosia, some shiny stone he found in Elysium, trinkets, etc.
It was…strange to think that there was someone waiting for him, actively waiting for him and wanting to see him. That thought gave him a warm and pleasant feeling, being with the reader.
And over time, Zagreus began to notice certain things.
Like, for example, the reader was not a fan of loud noises or scares. Zagreus found out this when he saw the reader distractedly watering some plants and thought it would be fun if he gave her a little scare. The end result was reader elbowing him in the face and let out a scream, a loud scream.
Zagreus didn't mean that, he thought they would just be a little scared and embarrassed, the normal thing! And he felt horrible afterwards (he was spamming “sorry” to the reader for the rest of the afternoon).
Zagreus didn't have to be a genius to realize that Reader was quite careful, especially with his mother's things. He, on the other hand, had never worked in a garden before, so one of the first times he wanted to lend a hand with the gardening (specifically, watering the pots), he ended up making a wrong move and one of the flower pots fell over.
And it shattered loudly.
Zagreus was embarrassed, but when he checked on the reader, he was surprised to see her crouched down, with her hands on her head, almost... trembling.
Persephone took the reader to another place to have more privacy and he really didn't know what had happened. Did the broken pot scare them?
But one of the biggest signs that something was wrong was when one day Zagreus and reader were playing in some bushes, which just had dried leaves.
Reader enjoyed watching the leaves fly, but several ended up getting stuck in their hair without realizing it. When Zagreus reached out to take them off, Reader immediately moved away on instinct and covered their face.
That was the final straw, seeing the fear and panic on their face... Zagreus had to know why. So he asked the only person who might know, his mother. And unfortunately what he heard sounded very familiar.
- “reader has had a difficult life, even difficult for a mortal, without a mother who loved them, and a father... who would have liked him to also be absent. Reader ended up here precisely so they could flee from their “family” since they feared for their life. Now they is better than before, but they used to be afraid of their own shadow... How can a father harm his own child like that?
Many things made sense now, and Zagreus began to feel a much stronger connection with the reader when learning about his dark past with his family, precisely because he could relate a lot to that aspect.
Probably after this talk with Persephone, Zag talks to the reader and apologizes if he unknowingly made them feel uncomfortable, sharing his own experience. Which would greatly surprise the reader, after all they sees Zagreus as someone untouchable, but when he tells them that he has such ...Human problems, they begin to see him differently.
They both become closer from this, and it evolves into something more.
What were once simple friendly games or normal conversations now have certain romantic notes or inclinations of the style...
Even Persephone notices these changes, and honestly? love every second of it! She believes that after so much misfortune and pain, the reader deserves a partner who will treat them well and love them properly, and Zagreus is definitely a good match. Furthermore, she herself has seen how he gets when the reader is around, he is almost like a puppy!
It seemed like everything was going in the right direction. But then Zagreus's visits began to decrease, they knew it was because his father was letting him off easily, but that wasn't the worst, the worst was what they felt afterwards... A total change in balance, an alteration, something bad had happened... Lady Persephone had to urgently leave her meadows and her house to confirm for herself what had happened, and the reader decided to stay behind and take care of the plants, she did not want to get involved in matters of divinities. But I would pray that everything turned out well.
Maybe they should pray for themself that night.
It was fast, when it was getting dark, reader was putting away all the tools and waiting for Lady Persephone to return, they was so absorbed in the work that they didn't hear when someone really arrived, someone not welcome.
First they felt a big blow to their head, which left the reader on the ground motionless in pain, and when they saw theur attacker, fear paralyzed them completely. Father. It was father. He found them. And it didn't take him long to finish the job...
........... reader felt strange, as if they were swimming in smoke...in nothingness...
and before they knew it, they emerged to be able to breathe heavily, from a liquid that they could only think was blood.
Reader hadn't really finished processing everything when Hypnos approached, amused as always, opening his list and caught his attention when he saw such a specific name. So much so, that he did not waste time calling out loud to Zagreus, claiming how the newcomer had a name VERY SIMILAR to the mortal he was talking about.
It took Zagreus a little less than a few seconds to recognize who had arrived in the underworld, it couldn't be a coincidence, and when he saw it with his own eyes, he was conflicted...
On the one hand, reader was now within his reach, he finally had everything he wanted, his mother, his father out of the picture, and now, reader.
But, on the other hand, he knew that the reason the reader came to the underworld was precisely because he had died, which, although it made him immensely angry when reading his cause of death, it was neither the time nor the place. No. Now he would focus on the reader, as he should.
The following days (or weeks, who knows how the hell time works down here?) were a bit blurry, but Zagreus attributed it to an effect of the shock of having died, so he was patient. Meanwhile, reader stayed away from people, everything was so...new. And strange for them.
For this reason, Zagreus was quite adamant that the reader did not do activities that tired them or that required effort. Instead, reader spent much of the day in (Zagreus's previous room), the room with the most space they had in the house of Hades. The reader almost felt ashamed that they couldn't contribute anything to the house or return the favor to their caretakers, but Zagreus was firm.
After all, reader could help them by letting them help them and pamper them.
Fortunately, Zagreus made sure that reader was well cared for, fed, clothed, etc. It was almost embarrassing for the reader, who had gotten used to living by earning the little they had, now they was given privileges in the palm of their hand(by a GOD nothing less).
Zag definitely asks the reader to “do a spin” when trying on new clothes, he finds shyness so adorable in this type of situation. So these types of “dates” also usually come with many compliments.
It was easier to adjust when Lady Persephone intervened so that reader could go out more and not just sit around doing nothing, even, to calm reader's (and Zagreus') nerves, she offered to be her “assistant” as Co-ruler of the underworld, of course, until Zagreus found a SUITABLE AND GOOD PARTNER FOR THE POSITION ;)
The reader was still under some monitoring by Zagreus, but it was more about their mood, if they was feeling well, if something was bothering them, if they needed to talk, etc. He was tender, looking for any excuse to talk, to make the house of Hades feel like their home too (after all, that was also his plan).
If we're talking about married life, it's absolutely adorable, even if Zagreus can go a bit overboard with the overprotectiveness, he's partly projecting himself on how he would have liked to protect the reader before. As if he was compensating.
He is still very pampering, after all his main love language is giving gifts, but now he has the means to give the reader everything he wants or needs, especially now that he is drowning in work and can't spend as much time with them as would like to :,( It doesn't matter what it is, clothes, books, hobbies, a specific object, revenge, etc. reader is spoiled beyond belief.
Speaking of! Zagreus would definitely be more than willing to send the reader's murderer straight to the underworld, only to send him directly to Tartarus as soon as he arrives, or even better! Feed it to Cerberus! But he really doesn't believe he's capable of such cruelty…towards Cerberus. Zagreus would never make him eat crap.
Reader's bright and cheerful attitude is definitely what keeps Zagreus' little sanity afloat, they is like a beacon of hope for the underworld, in the most literal way possible. Reader is definitely the softer consort, who convinces Zagreus not to impose such severe punishments, and for the same reason, people love them.
Although of course, never more than Zagreus loves them. And that's what matters.
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appolinyou · 9 months ago
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Fact, Ares is usually sent to Hebe class parent meetings as: 1. Ares is not THAT evil version of Hera and Zeus when it comes to methods of defeating the snake teaching staff 2. He is still resourceful and fierce enough to protect the interests of Hebe and himself (not as touchy as Apollo - he can not only not be offended, but also remember important information, not as manically frightening as Athena Miss Killer Scientist, and the like)
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superscrub323 · 1 month ago
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My Warrior Penelope AU! God Games.
Special thanks to @sarnai4 for beta reading and grammar checking. Also in this Warrior Penelope AU! She follows the same bits and beats as Ody did and has a daughter. [Ares]
Father, King of Kings, never have I asked for favors
Now, I’m begging on your floor
With hopes to save a friendship
With one who’s been banished far from her home
Penelope
[Zeus]
Divine intervention? Of all things you seek?
To undo apprehensions that I placed on that freak?
You are dancing with lightning, for a woman of shame
But if you want to go down hard and fighting
[Zeus, Spoken]
Why not make it a game?
Convince each of them that she should be released
And I’ll release her
[Ares, Spoken]
Who?
[Zeus, Spoken]
Eris, Persephone, Little Eros~, Enyo, Nike AND me…
What do you say?
[Eris, excited]
Sure
[Persephone, Calm]
Very well
[Eros II, nonplused]
Hmm
[Enyo]
*Battle Shout*
[Nike, Spoken]
Right on!
[Ares, cracks knuckles]
Bring it
[Ensemble]
Eris!
[Eris]
I love the terror and chaos sirens bring
But with so many dead at sea
Why should I care about Penelope?
[Ares]
But they chose their targets poor
And they died in blood and gore
Now their corpses will serve to warn
All the rest so that their numbers can restore
[Eris, sighs]
Fine, release her
[Ensemble]
Persephone!
[Persephone]
Life is more precious than gold
Why should I let this woman go
She left her friends dry and cold
[Ares]
Did you forget? They were dumb and bold
They had her betrayed and indisposed
But if you let her return to home
She can still see her husband and save her household
[Persephone, nods]
Fine, release her
[Ensemble]
Little Eros!
[Eros II]
Your little darling ‘hero’ Penelope
Claims to love her daughter, but left her alone without her mom
[Ares]
She was busy fighting!
[Eros II]
More like busy spiting the cyclops
Let her feel the pain that her child feels and rot
[Ares, Spoken]
Wait!
[Ares]
Son, reconsider this…
[Enyo]
Really ‘Enyalius’? Athena’s trick?
[Ares]
Enyo!
[Ensemble]
Enyo, Enyo
[Enyo]
What kind of weak coward, doesn’t show power
While her crew gets devoured?
She didn’t even fight Scylla, or even try to kill her
Hides inside a wooden horse to win her ‘war’
Sacrificed everything that we fought for
Spawned and raised a worthless whore!
[Ares, furious]
Watch your tongue bitch! Her ��spawn’s’ my friend
And son you know that their relationship can mend
She’ll show you violence! Just set her free
To get back to her palace and make all those wretches bleed
[Eros II and Enyo]
…Fiiine, release her
[Nike, spoken]
Hi Ares!
[Ensemble]
Nike!
[Nike]
So many victories! Triumphs and tales!
If I help release her! Why will she prevail!?
[Ares]
She’s got a warrior’s spirit
[Nike]
Not enough
[Ares]
She’s skilled with words
[Nike]
I know you have better
[Ares]
She’s happily married?
[Nike]
Not my domain~
[Ares, sighs]
She won a 10 year war in a day…
[Nike] 
Release her~
[Ares, Spoken]
I played your game and won dad…now release her.
[Zeus, pissed]
Y-you dare to defy me, you spawn of my shame…
You don’t beat me…YOU DON’T BEAT MY GAMES!
LIGHTING WIELD THIS, USELESS, WORTHLESS
WRETCH UNDERNEATH MY HEEL
AND SPEAR HIM ‘TIL HIS DEATH IS NEAR!
[Zeus then strikes Ares with lightning until he falls to the ground]
[Enyo and Eris]
I-is he dead?
[Instrumental Interlude where Ares struggles to get up as Zeus readies for a second dosage to finish the job only for Athena and Hera to show up and stop Zeus long enough for him to calm down]
[Ares]
Let her go, please
Let her…go…
[Ares collapses once more with thoughts only on Penelope and Telemachus]
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burakquack · 7 months ago
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Imagined a future where supergiant made Hades 3 game, with Macaria as the main character. Little sibling, shortest of them all. A bit emo and cynical, may reap your blessed soul.
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