#khthonea

     ❝         HADES . . IT WOULD be a waste of energy. come now, let us walk hm ?       ❞      they give an apologetic glance t'ward the unfortunate garlean who had simply been asking a genuine question. it was complicated, this. if the decision though to change their mind in bringing emet with them here to be by their side they would not deviate from THEIR ORIGINAL DECISION.

     Sneaking has never quite been his forte. Indeed, he thinks perhaps it would be have been much simpler to just tell Pan about his ability and the vision he had about them, but there’s a small curl of fear in him that worries he may be overstepping the bounds of their friendship in doing so. Asclepius has never been good at having friends, after all—indeed, the only one he’s had has regrettably returned to the star—but he also never thought he would succumb to nerves so easily. One would think it’s Pan themself coaxing such feelings from him, though for whatever reason Asclepius cannot fathom it, and even then he does not wish to give a name to it. His vision should be his primary concern right now, and if he needs to follow Pan at a distance to ensure their safety, then follow them he will. 

Hesperos snorts a derisive laugh between his fangs.

It's the first time they've spoken since their transformations. No pleasantries exchanged -- trust Hegemone to cut right to the heart of the matter. She was always as perceptive as she was logical, and when Hesperos first took the position of keyward it didn't take her long to sniff out the boiling well of emotions he kept hidden beneath the surface.

She knew his weakness.

His shame.

He spies Hegemone staring at him, hard and unwavering. Did she truly want an answer? Regardless of their situation, he supposes they are scholars, after all. Ever seeking answers to questions better left unanswered. Dipping his head, he considers it.

Did he find what he was looking for?

He thinks of Lahabrea -- Hephaistos -- whispering to him. He thinks of his praise, of his promises that Hesperos could be something more ; something worthy of his attention. Hephaistos had made no promises of love, but it didn't matter. Hesperos had been more than happy with his gaze alone. To finally be seen as something special, and beautiful...

He should have known it was not enough. He should have seen the shadow of Athena lingering over him even in death. Should have realized the delight in Hephaistos's eyes was not, and never will be meant for him -- but he had shut his eyes and refused to wake from the dream.

(    🐇   )             SHE CAN’T REACH IT.     she can’t reach her planisphere nor her cards to heal the gashed wound that she now sported.    she’d gotten too close and overestimated her ability to back up if the need arose.    she grit her teeth,    head leaning back ‘gainst the rock she leant against as a measured breath    (    albeit flustered    )    that she let out.    she dropped her glance down t’ward the now blood    -     stained crystal within her grasp as    SHE SWALLOWED ROUGH.   

(    gosh,   she was exhausted    ).

he was    GONNA KILL HER    himself when he gets here.

     ❝      PLEASE.      ❞    she whispers,    hope burning through the pain as she did best to use the power of her cyrstal to call upon emet    -    selch himself.    hopefully he’d come regardless of his    likely    BUSY SCHEDULE.

@khthonea / Positivity Meme!

😊 - It makes me happy to see you on my dashboard! 💛 - We don’t interact, but I’m trying to figure out a way for our muses to meet! 💙 - I love your muses!

// thank you! i have also been trying to find a way to interact! and i see you are a person of class bc the major-general is my forever minion and he is the best! a shark with legs!

upon seeing the former traveler approach him , themis was immediately on his feet and with his arms open ; he saw it in her eyes , the intention — the urge — of simply holding him in her arms . and , well , the gesture was never a burden to him ; one could say that he lived off hugs !

as familiar arms embraced him , themis stood on his toes and hummed contently , burying his face into the collar of her white robe . he relished in her warmth , wagging his imaginary tail to express his joy in having her close .

peering up with mismatched eyes , the youth looked at her and smiled , hoping that his presence — that his hug — relieved her of a burden or two .

@khthonea​​  --  that is absolutely out of the question. -- psps hermes @ clem      //      #RANDOM QUOTES ON TUMBLR PART 2

(    🐇   )            ❝       OH COME NOW,    hermes.      ❞      her lips pout all while she leans shifts her seating position ‘pon the other members’ desk.    she pat the back of the small new creature in her possession,    still not having a name for it     (    nor even knowing what it was called to begin with    )    as she canted her head to the side.    she was petitioning to let it be released into the rather    CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT    of elpis.

and it    DID NOT SEEM    to be going her way.

     ❝       IT’LL DO NO HARM.    what’s the worst that could happen    ?    it is naught like the star will end    IF YOU ALLOW    it.      ❞      

better question: WHY is g spot