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[tiberiusmadhouse]

@tcrniishedcopper​ asked: “ You're complacent in the dark. ” (hades)

“It reminds me of home, young one.’

     Why shouldn’t he be proud of the changes wrought of silver and iron, the sapphires and diamonds that gleamed like stars in the impossibly high ceilings? There was nothing wrong with being satisfied with the efficiency of punishments that had been carried out longer than the current flora had been growing from the earth. The dark simply reminded him of home, and there was nothing wrong with that. Creatures of light rarely understood that, they preferred to think of the dark as dank, loathsome, hungry. While he couldn’t argue the hunger, there were softer things in the dark, whispers that thrilled instead of terrified. A reminder of gentle touches.

     A sharp mental shake, to pull him back to the conversation at hand. Gabriel never seemed to show much interest in changing his opinion, or speaking on a different viewpoint outside his own. So Hades wasn’t going to waste time on explaining the dark could be just as much a safe haven as the light, it wouldn’t matter to the angel at all. 

“I didn’t realize my meeting with your brother would be encroaching on your time together, my apologies.’

[chrmtica]

holly: tag dump 2/2

[tiberiusmadhouse]

“You are very young to look so sad, my dear.’

     Normally, he wouldn’t have bothered speaking to anyone in the club, anti social had its poster boy in Hades, even if most didn’t recall who he was. 

     Sitting down at the four chaired table, his arms rested on the table in front of him. The spirit reminded him of someone, the name just on the tip of his tongue. And while he knew she was far older than she looked, it was little more than a blink of an eye for the god sitting in the chair kitty-corner.

“I’m not a great talker, but I am a very good listener. If you were so inclined.’ A pause as he stacked his hands, thumb idly rubbing the platinum band around his left ring finger. “Or we can have companionable silence, which is always my preference when my thoughts are heavy and cause that look you’ve got in your eyes.’

|| starter for Holly @fxmmefatales​

[tiberiusmadhouse]

“Why did you leave my card in the crate?’

“So He’d call you and not me if He turns out to be the maudlin sort.’

“But I don’t even know him, what in Tartarus would we even talk about?!’

“Not my problem, that’s your problem now. I was hoping He’d get so pissed He’d pass out and stop being a nuisance...’

“You’re a good son, Lucifer. An asshole, but a good son.’

“That’s the most offensive thing you’ve said to me since Tiberius brought you back... How dare you.’

“If your father calls me I’m going to tell him you begged for that nectar because you couldn’t bear to see him heartbroken. That you love him so much you indebted yourself to me. And then I’m going to tell him that you felt so badly about your own bad blood that you wished you could deliver it in person.’

“You’re a prick when your wife isn’t here to collar you, y’know that?’

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@vyrulent​ said:❝ jesus, who knew i could be so angry ?! ❞ ( lucy @ hades...her being angry at dracula and hades is the outlet of her anger in that moment?! )

     Hands still holding her wrists, the god stared down at the vampire in his grasp. He was no stranger to tantrums, or lashing out at someone other than the one who had actually caused the problem. To be honest he was almost positive the young creature hadn’t even realized in its pique that it had been slamming its delicate little hands balled into fists against his chest until Hades had stopped the action. 

     The flickering of emotion through the vampire’s eyes amused him, anger, shame, confusion, so many things, Hades’ hands slowly releasing Lucy’s wrists. 

“Mortal and immortal alike are capable of a great many things.’ Hades murmured, resting his hands on top of hers and slowly pushing to lower the attempted weapons. “And from my understanding, this maker of yours stole something very precious to you that you will never get back. It is understandable that you be angry.

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     She’d been going off on a tirade for close to an hour now, the God of the Underworld lifting his glass to sip his brandy. If he didn’t have his brother to compare it to, it would be impressive. As it was he blinked as Cerberus pointed another finger in his face, jabbing it at him accusingly before beginning to pace. Again. She was going to wear a hole in the floor if she kept it up. 

“Cerberus.’ Tone sharp to grab her attention, Hades stared at her until the Guardian’s eyes met his. “Heel.’

     Yeah, that did not go over well, Hades sighing as he took another drink. Unfortunate that human liquors did nothing, but he enjoyed the taste of them. Some of them. Watching that finger jab into his face for the... Well, to be honest he’d stopped counting, reaching out for the bottle as he nodded his head, refilling his glass. 

“As endearing as this all is, I am immortal after all... The bullets didn’t even hurt me, just my wallet since the suit will need replacing.’

|| starter for Cerberus @priimalurges​

[tiberiusmadhouse]

like for a Hades starter

why not make the grumpy anti social old man deal with people? i mean what’s the worst that could happen...

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@priimalurges​ said: ❝ okay, i’ve said ‘fuck off’ politely as many ways as i’m gonna. now i’m fixing to be direct. (From Persephone because my little pixie angry is life)

     A part of him said that he should go look into it, that whoever pissed off his wife was going to need saving. But he’d also let her know that he was cancelling the meetings for the rest of the day, and then there’d been a knock on the door. Some supplicant that wasn’t prepared to take no for an answer, that was being stubborn in the hopes that showing initiative would get them somewhere. All it was going to do was have them suddenly finding themselves as mulch for Persephone’s garden, his fingers tightening on the mantle as he took a deep breath. 

“Damn.’

     He wasn’t even sure what was wrong with him, but he couldn’t keep his thoughts in order, couldn’t seem to stop twitching, and he felt cold. So very cold... A loud crashing sound outside the door made him jump, head turning slowly towards it, blinking slowly. He might just have to intervene if only to save himself the cost of repairs.

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@priimalurges​ said: “It’s fine. You can call my name without needing anything, and I don’t mind if you hang around where I can see you, and if something pisses you off, you can hit me.” (From Cerberus GET ALL THE HECKS)

     That was a lot to process, mostly because it was, without any provocation, dumped into his lap as he was pouring the both of them another drink. But she was looking at him like he was the only thing in the world, and it hurt him that Cerberus would ever think that he’d strike her in anger. Especially when that anger was towards someone else. He hadn’t realized he’s started shaking his head until he began to say no over and over, gently cupping her face in his hands. 

“Have I ever in our long history given you cause to think I’d do such a thing?’ And if he sounds heartbroken, it’s because he is. Of everyone, even his beloved wife, he thought Cerberus knew him best. “Do you think so little of me, and how much I love you, that you think I could ever raise a hand against you in anger?’

     Pulling the guardian onto his lap, Hades rested his forehead against hers. Just the idea of striking her made him nauseous. He had to fight the urge to beg forgiveness whenever he called Cerberus a bad dog, and she thought that he would strike her? He still kept track of Hercules descendents in case one of them were given a repeat of an old quest because he’d rather eviscerate the demi-god than let it lay hands on her. Which he should have done the first time and damn the consequences.

“You were my first friend, the first love of my life, I’d never be able to harm you like that, Beri.’ Gently threading his fingers through her hair, Hades pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Now enough of that talk. I know you’ve been sneaking those books again, tell me about your cyber dystopia findings.’

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“Don’t you have anything better to drink?’

     The god’s nose wrinkled as he peered at the label, he’d never even heard of this brand before. It looked as though it had been made in someone’s basement, and then had duct tape slapped onto the glass- Sweet Gaia, that was duct tape. A noise escaped Hades throat as he set the bottle down with a thunk, turning to speak and pausing.

“Leo, this happens every time...’ A hand lifts, Hades snapping his fingers in front of the Nimean’s face. “Leo? Leo! Ugh, you are the most skittish cat I’ve ever met. Do grow some fangs, a little dignity, please.’

|| starter for Leo @rcliicta​

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     He wanted the meetings to be over, done with, so he could go home to Persephone. Spring was right around the corner and he was losing time that he could be spending with her on a job that wasn’t actually important because Hades couldn’t function if he didn’t have work. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he rubbed it briefly before reaching out for his coffee. 

          Mr. Aides? You’re next client is here.

“Yes, yes, send them in.’ He muttered, pulling the file towards him, and pausing when he opened to find it empty except for a piece of paper with a familiar symbol. But...

“Amon?’ It certainly looked like him, albeit ragged and rather downtrodden, but still. “You old devil you, where in Gaia’s name have you been?’

|| starter for Amon @wclfncrow​

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@priimalurges​ said:❛  you’re my hero.  you know that,  right?  ❜ (Perse @ Hades

     A huff of laughter escapes his lips, hand cupping her cheek as his thumb skimmed across the delicate skin. He was no hero, though he no longer considered himself a villain. That was her gift to him, which was worth more than learning to smile, to not shy away from her touch. 

“You’re very foolish sometimes.’ He murmured, falling beside her on the bed and burying his nose in her hair. “Charming, captivating, but still...’

     She always smelled of springtime, and he could never quite place it into words. It was the smell of a thunderstorm breaking on freshly grown grass, it was the smell of flowers slowly unfurling as they broke free of the earth. It was the feel of sunlight gently warming his skin, a warm breeze chasing away the chill that settled close to his bones. The fact that she returned every year was a blessing, one he wasn’t sure that he’d earned, one that Gaia whispered and tormented him about the likely possibility that she would break the contract after growing tired of spending so much time in a Kingdom that catered to the dead. 

     But he loved that she was willing to give up so much to call his arms home. Long limbs wrapped around her, Hades letting out a soft snort as her words repeated themselves in his head. If she only knew how long he’d looked forward to the look on his nephew’s face, the arrogant little twit, she’d not call him a hero, but most likely chastise him for his pettiness. Probably. But she didn’t need to know that, and he didn’t feel the need to tell her. 

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there are like five times Persephone has to literally fuck Hades to damn near unconsciousness:

bath time because he just really can't, from damn near day one until he was finally released from his father’s belly has ruined that for him. when bathing he uses a cloth to wash himself, and then takes a brief shower to rinse off and wash his hair. 

getting that damned sweater to clean it, Hades has ONE sweater that he got back in damn near the 1800′s that he’s absolutely in love with. wears it the moment he gets home, until the moment he lays down for a cat nap or a long one depending on how irritated he is with mortals

occasionally during the spring because he gets melancholy, like yeah she isn’t GONE anymore, but she still has work to do and he misses her almost as much now as he does then. 

-Those random cold spells during the warm months, DEBUNKED -She had to go home and ride her husband like a show pony because he was big sad     --- @priimalurges​ bcuz they’re right and they should say it

during Fall because he just gets so fucking clingy and she needs a second to breathe. it’s just a whole thing and he can’t help it. fall is when she used to come home and he takes off work to just enjoy it like they used to. travel, drink, dance, just goes off the top

and when she actually somehow manages to piss him the fuck off and she's apologizing. and i don’t mean like irritated, I mean ROYALLY pissed off and hurt him. it’s the hurt that makes it that much harder .

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     Walking through the Underworld, Hades ignored the brief clutching at his robes his gaze on the entryway. Not that the dead had managed to stop coming, but he did have to keep an eye on the gate to keep the living from wandering in. At least until Cerberus returned, his teeth grinding as he got closer. Except unlike the past fourteen hours there was a familiar growl rumbling at the entryway.

     That meant Cerberus had returned, and though too dignified to run, his pace did quicken, ignoring courtesy and walking through the shades of the living. Ah! They were back, weaving between the monstrous dog’s legs and running his hands along their chest. 

“You’re back!’ He hadn’t realized until that moment that there had been serious concern that the bastard son of his whoremongering brother might somehow kill them. “You���re a good dog, and I’m so sorry I didn’t immediately kick that hot headed ass out. Did he hurt you, sweetling? Did that rough handed, muscle headed twit hurt you?’

|| starter for Cerberus @priimalurges​

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@goddessofbirth​  said: "What are you reading uncle Hades?" (from baby Eileithyia!)

     The small voice isn’t unwelcome, but most definitely unexpected, looking up from the scroll and letting it close. Suddenly the sounds of the Solstice party are so much louder, the feel of feet stamping in time with the music felt through the ground. Most avoided him, and he was just fine with sitting at the edge of the celebrations, at least until Persephone realized he was being anti social and dragged him into the fray again. 

“A story I learned when I was young.’ One he’d made up while trapped in his father’s belly, but that wasn’t something he should tell his niece. Not that she was unaware, but none of them really wanted to talk about it, or give the children ideas. “What are you doing skulking in the shadows, little one? Shouldn’t you be cavorting with the others?’

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is it terrible that every time i write hades talking to anyone i want to add the tag “offended boomer noises”?