#* clotho.

           meme day !       open .           @expuracordis .

                 annoyance drew clear over the fate’s features ,    as it tended to do whenever eden came into her radar of view .      god forsakened loophole over whom she couldn’t hold anything .      god forsakened annoying creature of the heathens .               “   oh ,    don’t worry ,    beast    —    your life still    is    a waste .   “              clotho bit back ,    annoyed at his cockiness .      

        meme day !         open .        @esoteriics .

          the fearsome guardian had always brought joy to clotho .        somehow they always had the right words to comfort her solitary heart .         raising a hand up to their cheek ,    the fate let her thumb rub gently over the skin before allowing her hand to drop back down .        “   my sweet darling .   “          she muttered ,   voice like honey .        “   you sure know how to spark up an old fate’s heart .   “            then a smile took over the moirai’s lips and she motioned for the vacant space around her ,    inviting them to join her in what had been her rare moment of quiet .    

          meme day !      closed .          @sunkissies .

     clotho rolled her eyes ,   letting her old friend finish his rant over the longest lived eternity anyone could ever lay eyes upon .      he was that way ,    she knew ,    and for that ability to go on and on and on about burdens that she could ,   in most part ,   trace herself back to ,    was that she could emphasize with him .       still ,    she rolled her eyes ,   if only to remember thanatos that time passed them over and left them unscathed but it still did   pass .       it was ,   however ,    all in good faith .       the fate knew to keep her airs light and easygoing ,    it was simpler to maintain bonds that way .

              “   thanatos ,    please .     seize yourself and your dramatics ,    you’re pouting like a child .   “           an idea seemed to circle clotho’s head as she shifted positions so she’d be laying upside down on the couch ,    her head hanging off the cushions .      a cheeky smile took over .           “   if you   do    fly away ,   however ,   take me for a ride before you make a nest for yourself  ---  or whatever you’d become then .       perhaps the birds would take you in as one of theirs .    “             their roles ,    especially thanatos since he had to ...     take souls ,   and whatnot ,    were heavy ones sometimes :        people didn’t understand death ,   nor its purpose .      they just suffered in the empty spaced of their loved ones ,   and grieved for years .       the tradition to celebrate death as a cycle of existing was long buried ,   replaced by the feeding of the fire of grief .       she comprehended the way thanatos ,    who only had to blame his own fate for the job he’d been entailed with ,   could get fed up with hearing how    awful   he was .          oh ,    oh he wasn’t .

           meme day !       closed .           @otherworldkings .

        the god of love was …      intoxicating .      he knew it .       he used it .       where there had once been a kind heart perhaps ,    now inhabited the culprit of hedonism ,   of immediate pleasure .        clotho could observe the gods ,    she could think about them ,    but she never really interferred ,    used to being an observer as she was .        he looked at her with intent ,    and she stared right back ,   lifting her chin just barely so he could get a good glance at her neck ,    and so she could seize him .        the son of aphrodite was one of the motors of the world ,    and if his soul had gone corrupt ,   that could cause trouble .        sometimes she dared think they had come too far from their places ,   far away from humankind ,   and that put everything at risk .

         but humans were so …       them .       their offspring ,    their mirrors .        if only to speak for herself ,    clotho had always been drawn to humankind in more ways than one .        mirrors .        her thoughts were in many places at the same time ,    and she couldn’t help but smirk coyly as she allowed for the god to take a few steps towards her ,    sporting the look designed to have any person swooning .         she reached forward ,    there was wrath in his eyes now that they were closer .        her fingers drew over the skin of his arm and it was a button ,    it was a chord snapping free .          he’d grabbed her by the back of her head and crashed his lips to hers in a kiss to take her breath away .

         it was aggressive ,    it was in no way the gentleness with which he would handle a common woman    - clotho only guessed - ,       but that was   good ,    because she wasn’t a common woman .          a cold snicker fell past clotho’s lips ,    her teeth found his bottom lip and gave it a firm tug .       the release was slow ,    was looking into his eyes just so he had to look into her own ,    and see whether he fell into her dominant hand or put up a fight .          the god ,    for clotho ,    smelled like molten candy ,   jasmine and the hint of metallic blood .        her nails sank into his shoulder when he went in for the battle instead of becoming putty in the fate’s hands ,    in turn wanting her to become just    exactly   that .

             meme day !         closed .             @ringwandervng .

        humans were strange creatures for sure .        she observed flynn’s demeanor now as he hung upside - down from a very …     evident trap that had gotten hold of his foot .         he ,   from her perspective ,   with his hair falling like daggers straight towards the ground ,    looked exactly like the hanging man’s tarot card ,   and it made her smile to herself .        still ,   her eyebrows arched and she folded her arms over her chest .            “   oh really ?      you  enjoy   falling into a trap meant for a hare ?   “             the fate stared up at him ,   having already spotted the rope to free to release his foot .           “   if you ask nicely ,   i can release you .  “            things easily became a game for clotho ,   and so had this .      of course she’d release him …     but she could tease and prod .      plus ,   if he so   enjoyed   being upside - down ,   then who was she to take away that    pleasure ?            “  i’d just have to …    cut   that   rope .   “            the irony of her words ,   according to her existence ,   was delicious to the moirai .

          meme day !     kiss meme .     open .          @otherworldkings .

         clotho observed the king of the dead draw near ,    she stayed perfectly still upon his closeness ,   the breath she inhaled catching the scent of cinder ,   smoke and the woods in his presence .       she wasn’t sure what hades’ intention could be ,    but in any case ,    the fate was unflinching in her position .       she didn’t budge ,   didn’t shrink nor did she take a single step back .        there were things she kept hidden ,   locked away like pandora’s box should’ve remained had zeus not gotten curious with it ;     truth was ,   she craved intimacy ,    and anything that could ever possibly resemble that ,    clotho welcomed .      strange bedfellows that made ,    but that only meant her curiosity could be quelled .     curiosity and   thirst   to quench .  

          someday perhaps she’d be kissed in the way the humans sang about ,   in the way she knew other deities were kissed ,   craddled in someone’s arms with sheer sweetness to behold ,    but for now ,    clotho settled for the scraps of another’s games .        that was hades .       that was hades ,    now ,    closing the distance between them after she’d only answered in riddles .      hades ,  now ,   pressing his lips against her own .         clotho hung to the look in hades eyes ,   to the way he’d smiled before leaning into her    - a game ,   a game ,   a game - .      and though her own eyes fell shut for a fleeting second ,   like a maiden upon her first kiss  ,    the fate clung to the sardonic spite in the dead god’s eyes .        none of that would ever be real .        clotho remembered persephone .      none of that would be real .        so she waited ,    completely still ,   having caught her breath and regained control over her eyes so she could open them again .     

          and waited .

          trying to appear calm ,    untouched ,    the moirai waited for the king of the undead to part away from her .        she didn’t return the kiss ,    didn’t lose her dignity into a kiss that would melt her senses .      no ,   she waited .     she let the god kiss the lips of fate ,    and in that ,    she let the god have what he wanted .     then ,   clotho smiled the smile of a child .              “   hades ,    darling dearest ,   “         as his lips broke away from hers ,    she spoke .        spoke with glib in her eyes ,   spoke letting the less humane parts of her seep out once again like not many times as of late .            “   did you   see   what you wanted ?      did you    get    away with it ?   “           a deranged person ,    a child ,    or both .       denied ,    humilliated ,   but she clung to her pride .    

          meme day !     open .          @splashofbleu .

     eyeing the other up and down ,    the moirai vacated the spot where she was seated ,   closing the space between them with swift ,   soundless steps .     a soft hum escaped through her closed lips ,    a rumble from her throat ,    and a hand reached up for fixing a strand of hair of the other’s .          “   now .    now you look like a smothering temptress ,   yes .   “           clotho flattered the faerie with nothing but the truth .        afterall ,    she did look absolutely tantalizing .          “   who’s this display for ?      c’mon ,    amuse an old soul .   “

       meme day !        open .       @whitesctin .

        the coastal side was beautiful ,    and clotho knew so ,   so she’d spent the entire day gazing down into the water ,    watching it come and go ,   undisturbed by her presence nor by the life within it .        it held secrets ,    clotho knew ,    and its ability to do so with such ease never ceased to amaze the fate .        she could admire the space given at sea to those that could stand its pressure ,    its temperament .      before the goddess of the sea appeared ,    clotho had chuckled thinking about the pair .        the quarrels that poseidon had were shown in terrible storms at sea that raged on and on ,    and clotho remained a loyal admirer .          the sight of the queen ,    a sight to behold for sure ,    made clotho’s eyes raise quickly and then tip in a respectful manner towards her with a gentle ,    knowing    smirk upon her lips .            “   as are you ,    beautiful amphitrite ,    and so the world is graced by your presence .    “