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"Don't flatter yourself. I would get into a fight with him over anything." And with Poseidon, too. Yes, they had fought side by side, but that was a very long time ago. There was nothing between them, they had no connection; all that did bind them together, were the same parents. And even that didn't mean anything.

"Don't pretend you give a shit about us, but our relationship has never been very sunny. I'm fucking glad I'm in the Underworld and don't have to follow any of their rules or that I actually have to see them often."

Cronus didn’t feel insulted by the way Hades said the word father. It wasn’t a title he claimed. After all, he didn’t know the other god. There was no connection between them besides the fact that he had lain with his mother to create him. Neither had he any wish to become a father to any of them. What had happened between them was nothing time could heal. Not even he, the god of time, would have had enough of it. The only exception could be Hestia and Demeter. They had known him as a father before he had swallowed them after Hera and Hades’ birth.

“You could,” he agreed in an even voice. It would not mean him returning to Tartarus. The master of the Pit was one of the oldest primordial. He had his own rules of who he imprisoned in his realm and always required a reason beyond vengeance. “Would you really get into a fight with your brother over me?” Cronus raised an eyebrow, interested in the two kings’ dynamic.

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Ralph Fiennes The Return

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Chaos watches as the Rebel Angels are thrown into Hell (Milton's Paradise Lost)

by Gustave Doré

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🖤 (for Hades)

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours. attractiveness: @hxdesofunderwxrld

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

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"Wrong gods?" He frowned. "We are all the same, lady. I'm Hades. I'm Pluto. I'm Anubis." His arms moved up and spread, as if he could show her the truth - although there was not much around them. A meadow, a few trees. No life. Not visibly, anyway.

"Look, I don't make the rules. When the Fates cut your thread, that's it. You're not pining! You've passed on! You are no more! You have ceased to be, you've expired and gone to meet your maker; you're a stiff! Bereft of life, you rest in peace! You're pushing up the daisies, youre metabolic processes are now history! You're off the twig! You've kicked the bucked, you've shuffled off your mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisible! You're an ex-human!"

Her arms crossed over her chest and her eyebrows rose up as he called them "little mortals"-even though of course they were. "Damn and here I thought we were actually having a proper conversation." She snorted in amusement. "And if you must know, no they didn't teach us that. And even if they did, wrong gods for the region." She waved around them to show the part of the world he had popped in on.

Maybe she wasn't concerned because she knew there was something wrong a long time ago...or the fact that they had literally had a funeral for her when they couldn't locate them and time had passed. She laughed when he said there was something wrong about her. "Nice." She snorted before becoming more serious. "Okay...so like what?" She asked curiously. "I mean...I have forever to be dead. Whats a few more years or decades anyway."

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His eyes close at her touch, head cocked back. Perhaps she is right. Perhaps he needs this distraction, if only for a short while. A few minutes. An hour, maybe. But his mind keeps returning to the problem at hand - and that problem isn't just something they can ignore and wait for it to sort itself out. The more time passes, the worse it will get.

His eyes open, and his hands shoot out, gripping Ellyn's. For a brief moment his eyes turn black before they adopt their usual blue colour. "I can't." This time firmer. "I--this problem won't solve itself, Ellyn. So much is at stakes...and if I don't do anything about it, soon there will nothing for you to worship."

When he lets go of her and sighs, she knows there needs to be a quick shift. His frustration is damn near palpable and still not enough to faze her or fully deter her. No, she's just as stubborn as he is and now's the time to show him. Her glamour drops all the way; golden eyes blazing with determination then as she stares into his own gaze.

"Then let it delay--let it distract you. You've brooded on this long enough to take a well-deserved break, even if it's just a tiny quick thing to take your mind off of it, allow me to help you." Her fingers traced down from his shoulders along his chest as she leans in more and nibbles at his lower lip. Ellyn's knees nudge at his hips and she decides to paint a picture for him.

"I don't need any more pleasure than to give you pleasure, Hades. I'll gladly get on my knees and give you a blow job so wonderful that you'll have those worries fading into the background. Let me worship you, darling." After all, it's been a while since she's offered him such a sigh and experience. @hxdesofunderwxrld

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@brokenthimbles cont. from (X)

“Please……” her voice soft…. pleading. It wasn’t so much she was afraid of Hades, no of what he’d do. Of what she’d watch because of her fear.

“Just take me away from here…… let him live in fear….” and idea popping into her mind. “Is death not to merciful a fate?”

His gaze never left the man in front of them. But Wendy's voice...she softened him. Still, though, the shadows kept engulfing the man, until there was nothing left of him, only his face being visible. Contorted in pure fear and panic. Silencing his cries.

"Death might be," Hades agreed. "But for these cases we have Tartaros."

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With that smile of hers, he thinks, she can start wars – and win them. She can get anything she wants. That, in combination with her eyes, can throw entire planets into chaos. And he would gladly sit by her side and watch.

Right now, however, his heart is closed. His thoughts are all over the place. He can’t focus on Ellyn as much as she deserves. With a sigh of frustration, Hades lets his hands drop off her and leans back. “I can’t not worry,” he explains. It frustrates him as much as her, probably. “I can’t turn my mind off. Sex doesn’t solve my problems, Ellyn. It only delays them.”

If he'd let her, Ellyn is quite sure they could have a very epic staring contest. Not just a thing of whimsy but the strange, supernatural way that other immortals did. Though she was also fairly certain she would lose that game and blink first. However that didn't make his gaze any less beautiful or hypnotic to her either way.

But, she does notice the way he holds her tighter and it makes her heart damn near skip a beat. "That's disheartening for me too. I'd hoped someone might've at least had a clue if it was taken by mortals, immortals, or some other sort of creature. But, I do have my spy network out and about, perhaps they may find something soon." It's all she can do but offer him more comfort; gently running her fingers through his hair and nuzzling his temple. Her lips pressed to his temple then just before he could draw back she smiled just for him.

"I'll have to try not to take it so seriously then...And you know that I cannot bear the thought of losing you either, cariad." The Fae Queen tries not to say those three little words he hates so much but it only leaves a lump of emotion in her throat before she steals several quick pecks from his lips. @hxdesofunderwxrld

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–– What do you know about Beauty? What is more beautiful than Death? Ralph Fiennes as Hades. It’s my affection.

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Hades // Ralph Fiennes

Name’s Hades, Lord of the dead

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"Well, see…it does matter. There are different rivers – five, to be exact. They all have a different—" Hades stopped himself there, sighing. It was no use, was it? Why explaining this? “Obviously you little mortals didn’t learn all that much about us.”

He sighed, smiling once more at her gestures. Admittedly, she was taking it quite well; most mortals were kicking and screaming once they realised there was no turning back. "That is the problem right now. You are supposed to be dead, but...there is something off about you. Usually it's impossible for mortals to just wander into the Underworld, but there have been cases when it happened." And perhaps she was one of them.

She snorted at his raised eye brow and the smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. "People love your myths and Greek gods. They're easier to understand than my cultures." She admitted with a little shrug, though she loved her Crow more than anything and she loved the fact that her people had a god of death and a good of gentle death. it seemed more...fair.

Maybe it didn't scare her so much because she had suspected for a while that there was something terribly....wrong. Not wrong. Different. She couldn't put her finger on it but the food didn't taste as good. She had trouble feeling hot and cold. Not to mention there was something very strange about being buried by the world only for them to look shocked when you came back. It was very Tom Sawyer seeing his own funeral.

Her head shook and she couldn't help but look towards the mountains, longingly. Like she could go back in through them. "I was in caves. There might have just been a river. Though I don't suppose it doesn't matter which river." She had always thought or herself as mortal but...not really anymore. "What other ways? I mean seeing as I'm already-" She made a macrbe noose gesture with her hand and neck...and tongue.

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Taste: "A perfectly aged whiskey..... strong, but not harsh...... the heat and warmth.... that flows from it fills whomever tries it....."

@brokenthimbles

"You are too good to me. Here I thought I rather taste like bad decisions and death."

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An eyebrow was cocked up. From what she remembered? How could she remember? She didn't know him or his brothers personally, did she? Or was she talking about those mortals' cute little history classes?

"Don't worry, I'm not too keen on meeting them, either." Finally something resembling a smile was curving up the god's lips. "Water is a good sign. It means you could have at least been close to Styx." Or any other of the rivers, for that matter. "Well, technically, you'd have to get on a boat to get to the Underworld. Charon would pass you over. Of course...there are also other ways to get to the Underworld..." Hades frowned. But those were closed for mortals.

She shivered at the mention of his brothers, head of limp dark curls shaking. "From what I remember you were actually the most emotionally stable of the bunch so I'll pass on meeting the rest of the family thanks." She snorted though that was actually fear rolling along the column of her spine.

Her eyebrows furrowed at the question, trying to go through her memories of those two weeks but she had been in and out of consciousness so many times. "I remember...hearing water." Her eyebrows drew so close together, it almost gave her a headache. "But lets say I didn't get on a boat. What now?"

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@xseen2muchx cont. from (X)

She rolled her eyes though he was right.  She’d forgotten that part of history class.  The Greek gods weren’t all knowing- they were just testy and easily irritated.  Well, most of them were just annoyed with Zeus but she figured she could probably be close to as annoying if given the option and the immortality.

“I guess because where people get older, they’re supposed to become wiser.”  She pointed out, scuffing her boots in the dirt.

“Anyway, I probably died after I went into shock a few times but I came back.  So I think I won for now. I didn’t eat anything so that little bit of mythology tracks…though I did drink the water.”  She was willing to bet that filtering it didn’t really matter for that.

At his pause though she stopped, amber eyes darting over his face curiously.  Oh he was thinking something… ”What?” She asked curiously.  

“Tell that to my brothers...” Hades muttered, rolling his eyes. Still. This wasn’t usual. This was very strange, in fact, and he wanted to know what was going on. But at the same time, he couldn’t just let this woman go - which was exactly what she would do if he left now. 

“Even if you didn’t eat anything,” he was actually impressed she knew, “you are dead, my dear. You belong into the Underworld. You--did Charon bring you there? You--you did go there by boat. Right?”

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His eyes widened. Oh, he didn't want to challenge her on that statement. "People die. It's the course of nature, it's the Fates. And not everyone gets to say goodbye to their loved ones; it's the rules, and I won't be breaking them just for--well. You." Now Hades was shifting, too, his gaze finally meeting Kassandra's.

"You brought back balance that you had taken in the first place. If you hadn't taken it, there wouldn't have been anything to fix. So excuse me for not trusting you."

“I had no choice, I wasn’t going to let Cerberus kill me.” She eyes him for a moment before she’s shifting to face him fully. “No no, you said if I found you new guard men for your gates then you would teach me more about the staff and I said yes.” She argued “And you did not fix everything by yourself.”she scoffed, now she was really testing the God of the Underworld.

“I helped you bring balance back.. then didn’t let me give Brasidas a proper goodbye before you sent him to Elysium.” Of course the memory stings, all she could remember is a hand disappearing before it touch hers and Hades right there waving him off and sending Brasidas to Elysium.

“Look if it’s any consolation.. I’ve become better at not.. bringing chaos everywhere I go.”

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Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio (1571-1610)

Christ at the Column, detail,1607.

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All the good girls go to hell ♾️🦋🖤

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