𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;;

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⤷ ♕ ;⠀getting to the underworld is easy. it’s coming back that’s the real challenge.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

⠀ ⠀ — 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙧.

✶˚.࿐ ╲ ❛ sᴜɴ ᴏɴ ʜɪs sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀs, ᴡɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪs ʜᴀɪʀ. . . ❜

→ ᴀ ғʟᴜɪᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ᴍʏᴛʜ.
→ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅᴇs.
→ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.

→ ʏᴏᴜʀs, #ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀ.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

⠀ ⠀ — 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙧.

✶˚.࿐ ╲ ❛ sᴜɴ ᴏɴ ʜɪs sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀs, ᴡɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪs ʜᴀɪʀ. . . ❜

→ ᴀ ғʟᴜɪᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ᴍʏᴛʜ.
→ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅᴇs.
→ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.

→ ʏᴏᴜʀs, #ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀ.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — everything appeared to brighten an flourish in their wake. Flowers bloomed, and with each step, new life sprang up around them. “The frosts have thawed.” He explains simply, quite clearly showing off for the amusement of his beloved. “I’m simply giving things a helping hand.”

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

It’s been a long, hard day.
He misses @RexMortuis terribly.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — Another kiss is pressed to Hades’ cheek to soothe his ego, and Persephone laughs as he slips an arm through that of his husband’s. “Cerberus clearly misses me, and I him,” he teases gently, “but it is your company I miss most of all.”

Following the path Cerberus had taken, —

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@ofnuptialdoom - breathed between god and the dead were a sacrament, and Persephone worked tirelessly to sate their desires, lest they turn vengeful.

"—The spirits here, they linger. I seek an answer as to why."

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

⠀ ❛ I don’t come from the underworld, I come from the forest. ❜

· · · · · ─── ·𖥸· ─── · · · · ·

→ @ofnuptialdoom.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@ofnuptialdoom - case.

Above and below ground, he has many duties, both as queen, and a son of Olympus. The dead call to him, crying their bitter curses and softly sighed wishes to him in garbled tongues that would deafen any mortal foolish enough to attempt to decipher them. The secrets -

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

— ❀ STORYLINE SEARCH ❀ —

♡┊ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢɪғ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ.
↺┊ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ.

﹙ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ﹚

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — you to come for me every time I feel homesick, but having you here helps.” He admits, “makes it easier to bear.”

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — but underpinned by a bitter streak of loss that made Persephone reluctant to part from him until he was satisfied that the hurt was healed. This was real love, pure and true. Life and death locked in an eternal embrace. No wonder Olympus disliked them. “—I don’t expect —

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

Through Hecate, he’s sending gifts back home for @RexMortuis.
Pressed flowers that will retain their beauty, and sweet wines of pomegranate and cherry, specially created by Dionysus.

He’s still thinking of him.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

Sometimes he likes nothing more than to dance among the wild flowers, soft heels kicking up dust beneath the golden skies.

Death will one day come for them all, but for now, there is music, and the joy of dancing. They won’t fall into the pit. Not yet.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

Shivers.
It’s ( such ) a cold evening.

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

||: watching garbage horror films whilst trying to write replies and ending up forgetting how sentences work

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — bed. The noise doesn’t help either.” Idle fingers straighten out Hades’ shirt collar, and smoothing his hands over his shoulders, Persephone smiles. “But what of you? How is home?”

[𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 ;; @blindedvirtue]

@RexMortuis — loose in the gardens, but there was little to be done about that. She would find any reason to complain where Hades was concerned.

“A little tired,” he acknowledges, blue eyes following Cerberus until he was well out of sight. “It’s strange having to get used to an empty —