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[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Hades - Achilles x Listener N-SFW Achilles Helps His Prince Take A Break [Patreon Preview]

M4M] [Listener is referred to as 'lad' 'prince' and with he/him pronouns] [Listener can also be interpreted as Zagreus] [Sub bottom listener] [Non-specific genitalia for listener] [Established romantic relationship] [Established polyamory (Achilles x Patroclus x Listener/Zagreus)] [Comfort] [Praise] [First time together] [Nervous overwhelmed Achilles] [Oral on listener] [Non-specific penetration on listener] [Aftercare]

This month's second Patreon fledgling tier exclusive spicy audio, the full audio is 43 minutes long. Can't believe this is my first spicy Hades audio, they don't get requested very often, and I was really happy to make this one. KitBird asked "I have to say I love your Achilles so much, and I'd love to see a nsfw audio with him. Preferably with listener Zagreus as you've done before. Something with lots of praise and reassurance about how well he's doing."

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Old public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

[magusculpa]

Zagreus’ gimormous tits displacing bathwater compilation

✨Ease Off print preorders are open ‘til June 3, link in pinned✨

[lavaramen]

two zagchillies commission work that I did and really enjoyed^^

[ancientpersacom]

Zagreus, kicking in the door: SIR YOU DID DRAG???

Achilles, who was had been disguised as a girl at one point in his life: … I mean, you’re not entirely wrong??

[captainremond]

Commission for 5/20 (In Chinese, the homonym means I love you)

[darlingpoppet]

ＬｉｍｉｎａｌＳｐａｃｅｓ— Chapter 4

Hades (Video Game) | Modern AU (College/University) | PZA | Explicit | Chapters: 4/7 | Words: 26,937 (Chapter 4: 5,675)

Summary: Inspired by The Dreamers, except make it 2010s and ｖａｐｏｒｗａｖｅ. Zagreus is a university student who feels aimless in life. His girlfriend dumped him, things between him & his best friend are weird, and he lacks ambition in his studies, all while the optimistic visions of his generation’s future are becoming lost. Until one day, he falls into the orbit of Achilles & Patroclus―a charming, yet eccentric pair who completely alter Zagreus’ outlook on life & death, love & loss, past & future, and the transitions in between. (Chapter 4 summary: Zagreus stays with Achilles & Patroclus and they establish (sexy) routines. Sex, philosophical discussions and offering advice on love & intimacy, job interviews, more sex, hanging out in a bathtub, homages of scenes from Hadesgame & The Dreamers galore… oh and Thetis makes a cameo!)

Excerpt:

Afterwards, Patroclus rests his head against a hand propped up by his elbow, facing Zagreus as he absentmindedly traces lazy shapes along his side. This is his usual manner in the post-coital afterglow, while their minds are still humming from the high, limbs heavy. His eyes are shut, as if half-dozing; there is a faint smile on his lips as his head nods to the lofi hip-hop drifting softly from his phone on the table behind them.

“Have you ever been in love before, Zagreus?”

His voice is a distant, dreamy purr.

Zagreus untangles himself from his own drowsy woolgathering; it takes him a while to comprehend the question.

“Why—you mean, like now? Or are you talking about before this?”

“Hmm,” Patroclus murmurs, and then doesn’t answer any further.

If anyone else had asked him this question, Zagreus might have said, Of course I have, I’m in love right now. But in this case, when it is coming from Patroclus, he isn’t so sure.

“You and Achilles are in love, right?”

“Naturally.”

“But you were never in love with anyone else before him, were you? So then, how do you know?”

Patroclus slowly opens his eyes. The dreaminess dissolves away, his expression turning serious as he considers.

READ THE REST ON AO3 HERE!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57964459/chapters/149570896

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[mtn400]

Teach me to love just to let me go

[rococo-crow]

I completely forgot that when you gift Achilles enough for him to talk about Patroclus, he assumes Zagreus is coming on to him... And that Zag's response implies he definitely wasn't NOT coming on to him. 😭

ACHILLES: Sorry, lad, I am simply too divorced for a new relationship.

ZAGREUS: *biting knuckles* Haha, yeah no, that's totally cool and absolutely what I expected, Strictly Platonic Mentor, Sir. Enjoythebooze… 🙃

[localbiohazard]

"A kiss from the Prince"

originally posted to Twitter on 9-28-22

please do not repost/delete caption

[keicordelle]

I promised myself I wasn’t going to write Hades fic right now, but then I stumbled onto @magusculpa‘s comic Ease Off and I couldn’t help myself. That Zagchilles kiss scene awakened something in me, and I absolutely love the flashes of Patroclus in the background. It’s so beautiful and emotional it just scrambles my brain 😭

The Zagchilles kiss that flowed from my pen is a little bit angstier, but I hope it will be a worthy homage anyway. I’ll likely post this on Ao3 later, but for now...

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POV Achilles

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Risk it all, huh? Zagreus leaned in, his grip tentative in my chlamys, fearful fingers curled in the loose fabric. Fearful of rejection, perhaps. That I would push him away and refuse him. That I would not return his feelings. That after this, nothing would ever be the same between us.

Fear is for the weak. A lesson repeated in perpetuum, and one the student had learned better than his teacher. For all the nervous tremble to his lashes, there was no hesitation as Zagreus leaned in and claimed my lips for his own. He moved slowly, granting me ample time to pull away, but I did nothing, standing frozen beneath the motion of those lips on mine.

They were soft. Gods, how they were soft. I'd almost forgotten the feel of another's mouth against my own: the warmth of another's lips on mine, the moist brush along the seam of my mouth, the heat of a body bleeding through my clothes as he pressed closer. He tilted his head further, so utterly gentle as his lips moved on mine, exploring, seeking something that I was not sure I could give. His face was so serene, so impossibly hopeful, his mismatched eyes closed against the world so that naught but he and I remained and-- Why was I watching him? This isn't right, this isn't how it's supposed to--

Hesitation had crept into Zagreus's kiss, his lips faltering against mine and the barest furrow marring his brow. My unbeating heart seemed to pound in my chest and bubble up my throat, the rush of blood through my ears more memory than reality. But this kiss, this kiss was real, and if I didn't act soon, Zagreus was going to pull away before I'd resolved what to make of that.

Close your eyes, if it makes it easier...

My eyes drifted closed, shutting out everything but his kiss, until naught remained in all the underworld but the feeling of his lips on mine and his shaky breath against my skin. All at once, it was easier. It was a simple thing to melt into his touch, to wrap him in an embrace and cup the back of his head in my hand. My lips parted beneath his, allowing him in to explore, and his tongue brushed haltingly against mine.

His touch was tender, the tentative first flutter of a butterfly's wings. A quiet sigh of relief slipped from him, tension leeching from the tight muscles of his back as I pulled him against me, giving in to the power of that kiss. So long. It had been so long since I'd held him like this, fingers curling in his thick dark locks and my tongue twined with his. I tilted my head to get a better angle, passion arcing like lightning down nerves dulled by disuse. I deepened the kiss, mouthing greedily at him, tongues clashing and my nose crushed into the warmth of his cheek so I could breathe deeply of his familiar....

He smelled of pomegranates and flame and the faint tang of iron. Tears pricked in the back of my nose as I clung to the memory of a different scent. Of sea foam and salt, and of the oil he used to use on his armor. Of sunbeams on his skin, and the musty tang of sweat after a long day spent fighting at each other's sides. Of blood and ash as my lips closed over cold flesh. No. No. Not that last. Anything but that.

His kiss was nothing like Patroclus's. Zagreus was gentle. His lips melded to mine and yielded to me. He did not fight me as I claimed his mouth with my own, surrendering easily and giving himself over to my lead. Every kiss with Patroclus had been a battle, twin flames of passion rising to war in a clash of lips and tongues and teeth until our lungs burned with the need for air and our hearts burned with the need for each other. Even our moments of tenderness had been intense, my whole body seeming aflame with the strength of my love for him. If Patroclus's kiss had been a tempest over the churning mists of the wine dark sea, Zagreus's was the gentle lap of waves upon the shore, carrying with it a serenity that was as unfamiliar as it was comforting.

In life I had burned hot, passion and love and anger a searing heat even in moments of peace. Perhaps the flames of Hades could reforge me into a gentler man, capable of the sort of soft affection that suffused Zagreus's kiss. Perhaps it already had.

If only I could kiss Patroclus like this now. Free from the burdens and folly of life, with the gentle wisdom that only death can bring. He deserves tenderness and sweet kisses and the soothing brush of sweet lips upon his skin.

He deserved better. Better than I had offered him in life. Better than I could offer him in death. Better... Would that I could lay him down upon the rolling fields of Elysium and love him properly. I'd press my lips against his brow, his cheeks, the tip of his nose and the delicate backs of his eyelids. I would cover every inch of his flesh with my worship, and only then would I dare to brush his lips with my own, gently and cautiously. Zagreus's kiss, passed through my lips to his. It seemed the lad still had a great deal to teach me, if I was willing to let him. If I was willing to risk it all. To forgive myself for my past mistakes and permit myself the cruelty of hope. To set aside my fears and embrace an eternity spent not in mourning but in love. Fear is for the weak. Fear is for the weak. Fear is for the weak.

-- And I but a lowly ant beneath its heel.  

Wetness spilled like blood drops down my cheek to slip between our lips and bloom salt over my tongue. Zagreus jolted in my grasp, his eyes flying open as he pulled back. "Achilles? Are you... Is everything alright?"

My hands fell from him as my own eyes drifted open slower, reality settling itself back upon my shoulders like Atlas's burden. "I'm alright, lad. Just lost to memories better left to the mists of time."

"I-- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-- Well, I did, but..." His hands slipped from my shoulders to hang lamely at his sides, his lower lip caught between his teeth as he shifted uncertainly, unsure what to do.

Part of me wanted to comfort him, wanted to assure him that he had done no wrong and that I did not fault him for his affections. The rest of me ached like an old scab torn open, and when I opened my mouth, what came out was not the placid reassurances that I'd intended but, "You should go, lad. Leave this old shade to his ghosts. For now, at least."

Zagreus hesitated. He started to reach for me, but when I stepped back out of his grasp he let his arm drop to his side, resignation in the set of his eyes and the wilted laurels about his crown. "Alright. I... I'm sorry, sir." He turned away, the echo of his bare feet on the tile seeming painfully final as he left me to my sorrow.

Risk it all, he'd said. But what were you supposed to do once you'd gambled and lost?

[the-eyes-special-boy]

in a fevered hour I wrote this.

[dervampireprince]

still standing by what i said on stream that my favourite pat/zag/achilles dynamic is achilles being repressed and feeling guilty that he wants to kiss zag but he can't kiss zag because what would pat think, meanwhile pat has already made up with zagreus like 10 times already.

[magusculpa]

🌱🍂🏳️‍⚧️ EASE OFF: Chapter 6, Epilogue - END!

Zagreus introduces his lovers to one another in Elysium.

And that's it, that's the end!! I wish I had more to say... thanks so much for reading after all this time 🥺💜

I'm currently working on getting this printed 👀 So it's not quite over yet!

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Full PDF available for free (link in pinned post)

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[a--ttano]

GOD zag's crush on achilles is planet sized hey

[ancientpersacom]

I’m forever a zagnos truther but I love the idea of Achillies being Zags bi awakening. Like they’re sparring or something and Zag gets pinned against the wall and he’s suddenly internally like “oh my gods tall man with soft voice looming over me fuck shit I’m gay oh gods shit-“

Like a babies first gay crush on a celebrity type thing.

[queerdiazs]

achilles/zagreus you will always be famous to me