→ No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
∘ Greek mythology RP.
∘ crossovers and OCs welcome.
∘ nsfw. / 18+. / triggers possible.
→ retweets appreciated.
@enduringsouls He returns with a small jar. "This is a salve a healer made for me after I was stabbed once -don't ask- and it, like, numbs the area to help with pain." He waves the jar around as he speaks
@enduringsouls He puts his hand on hers. "Don't." His soft smile has returned. "I believe me." He moves his hand away. "Do you need something for them?"
@enduringsouls He frowns. "Healing?" He repeats then pauses.
When he speaks again, he speaks slowly as if planning his words as he talks. "Healing from what?"
@enduringsouls "Here." He takes the cake from her with a smile. "I missed you too."
He leads her towards his kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?"