#thantoes

[anxietyprxme]

zagreus: omg than! hello:)

thanatos:

zagreus: ummm hello???

zagreus walks up to thanatos and places an arm on his shoulder. thanatos turns around.... it's lin manuel miranda in thanatos clothes.

lin manuel miranda: In the eye of a hurricane

There is quiet

For just a moment

A yellow sky

When I was seventeen a hurricane

Destroyed my town

I didn't drown

I couldn't seem to die

I wrote my way out

Wrote everything down far as I could see

I wrote my way out

[moonlightflower-queen]

No one sent me 15 dollars with a pigeon but have the undercut mcqueer death god bath portrait anyway.

[courfeyrac-apaladin]

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shield receiver from danger from Enj

The protest had, admittedly, gone slightly awry. A bunch of people had shown up and quickly started causing trouble, shouting, yelling, and throwing rocks. Courfeyrac was rushing around trying to get people to safety, not noticing when a large rock was heading in his direction.

[nightwonder7]

Another comic dub! All with Frederick =u= Come check it out!

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

Closed w/ @betterto-die-thanto-crawl

To say Jehan hated his classes would be putting it too strongly. He was ambivalent towards it, not really a class clown but he had enough charisma and his family had enough power in Paris where he could basically get away with murder. When it came to essays, he didn’t even put effort into plagiarizing them, using ai to write them for him if he submitted it at all. In a way, his views on life and learning more nihilistic in nature, though an optimistic version of it, and that was what drew the professor of philosophy towards telling other students to follow more in his lead. One thing he did love about his school though was making social connections with his peers, who were as fond of him, if not more, than his teachers. He’d just gotten an “essay” of his praised in his philosophy class about his own personal philosophy which ultimately boiled down to “I’m going to do what I want forever. My family already has a legacy, I just get to chill” and it seemed to have really ruffled some feathers among his peers. He’d already had some classmates of his scoffing at him as he lounged in the shade of a nearby park so it wasn’t as surprising as he saw another student who seemingly took himself far too seriously approaching. He raised his flask and flashed an uncomfortably genuine smile in greeting to his classmate, acting like it was his idea that the other was approaching.

[t0daysgoneby]

@betterto-die-thanto-crawl

Prom had approached faster than Grantaire thought it would, and despite Éponine's attempts to convince him to just ask Enjolras to go with him, his nerves had failed him. Instead, he wasn't going to go at all, and when he told Éponine that, she looked at him as if he had admitted to secretly being the president. Then dragged him to get a nice shirt and better pants thar the jeans and hoodie he preferred.

He wore it, reluctantly, but spent his time sat on a chair, bored, and stared at his phone. He hated it, every second felt like hours.

"Can't we just go to my place and order pizza, Ponine?" She shook her head, her eyes fixed on her crush, Marius, and Grantaire's eyes didn't take too long to spot Enjolras.

[jrkyy]

Wipe the eyeliner off-

[blackmonitor]

When you can’t sleep, and all you can do is read one more drabble... then another... then another... 

But thank you @owlpartytime those stories kept me company till dawn 🤭

[cienie-isengardu]

Hera meets Thanatos, the New Friend of Ares

Thanatos: Hello noble Queen of the Gods and wife of mighty Zeus... Hera: ... Thanatos: I am Thanatos, son of Nyx. Is Ares at home? Hera: Wait one moment, please. Hera (to Ares): Young Immortal! What did you this time to involve even the Primordial Forces?! Ares: Nothing mom! Thanatos is my friend! Can we go play together? Please?

Other “Greek Mythology” arts:

A daily life of Hebe + bonus

Kid Eileithyia, kid Ares and very concerned Zeus & Hera

Athena & Aphrodite (on battlefield)

Ares and his sons: Deimos & Phobos

The Gods of War: Ares & Athena

Persephone’s reminder for Ares & Athena

[drhimejoshi]

idk if u take requests yet,, but if you do, could you please do lillia from league of legends graphics? and if not then zagreus and thanatos from hades matching ones? thank you >u<

✰ ₎　request ﹔lillia league of legends && zagreus x thantos hades graphics!

　　　⌒⌒　　f2u⠀、 just don't claim as yours (◜ᴗ◝)

i made both a lillia graphic and the matching thantos & zagreus ones aswell! though i had a bit of trouble with lilia and finding images so hers is a bit low on quality.. but shhh...

[gaypyro]

God, I know where all thinking of Zag and Mel interacting, but I can't help but think of all the things Thanatos would say about his siblings in Hades 2.

Man was deeply annoyed at his twin brother, Hypnos, for being vaguely annoying.

[multiversalshenanigans]

@betterto-die-thanto-crawl continued from here: (x)

"Because I'm here to help." Sabé was not Yané, she did not have a way with children, and what experience she did have was limited at best.

Yané had told her to speak to children like she would an adult she was trying to help, and to show kindness, so the former handmaiden was falling back on that advice.

"But we have to move now, we don't have much time."

[littlemagicalstardust]

Thantos & Star Warrior!

[courfeyrac-apaladin]

"I can't bre - breathe -" from Enj

Courfeyrac snapped his head up at Enjolras’ words, looking around for an exit. When he saw one he hesitantly took a hold of his hand and led him outside. Any normal circumstance he would’ve asked before touching him, but he knew he needed to get some fresh air in his lungs. “Come on, we’re going outside, I’m here with you.”

[nightwonder7]

One of my comics got dubbed 👀 Go give it a watch!

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

Enjolras didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know where he was or how he had gotten here. The last thing he remembered was walking home from a meeting at the Musain. Someone was following him, so he ducked into an alley, and then he was surrounded... and he didn't remember what happened afterwards. Somehow he'd ended up on a boat, his throat burning like fire and everything brighter and louder than ever before. He was on some island. He knew that. That was all he knew for certain, and that scared him. He wandered about, looking for answers or shelter or... something... before finally ending up at the church. Churches were supposed to be helpful, right? He knocked on the door and waited, starting to tap at his leg with a nervous finger.

It was rare for their to be new people on the island, for a long time it was that Paul knew everyone there was to know. The only new people came because they seemed to assume things would be better on a small island in British Columbia would be better, but after the oil spill, the town hadn't been the same. Those who left the island often didn't even sell their homes, knowing nobody would buy, so the rumor mill began churning when a new face showed up on the ferry from the mainland one overcast day. Paul however, had not heard the rumors, jumping at the sound of the knock on the church door. He hurries toward it, surprised that he hadn't heard any heartbeats leading up to it. Upon opening the door, his eyes widened a bit, realizing that this person was one he had never seen before. "Oh," he said, clearing his throat slightly before stepping aside to let him into the small church, "I apologize, we don't get a lot of new faces here on Crockett Island," he added, his voice slightly shaky though trying to be approachable and hospitable. His voice just simply was that way.

"The doors to Saint Patrick's are always open to those who need shelter or guidance of any kind."