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@winterdecay ♡ // hades
❝ uh oh, am i in trouble? ❞ lips part in a grin as he stands before her. ❝ looking at me all menacing like that. if i remember correctly i’ve only being doing my job. playing with the lost souls that swim in my river. no sacred laws have been broken sweetheart. ❞
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@winterdecay has been summoned ! / THERE IS SORROW IN HIS EYES, even when he gazes upon his grandmother's frigid splendor. to think she was once a verdant woman, of nature's vibrancy and succor. now, to think she has become the frigid bite of winter - he cannot blame her for the transformation of her domain. she had lost her daughter, again, and further more her grandchildren during the invasion of time itself. zagreus can only imagine the hurt that filled her heart. “ grandmother, to know you are still as radiant and well as ever fills me with unending joy. ” but there is a pause, giving way to the melancholy he could hardly hide. “ but there is a sorrow in me that wonders what you've endured, wondering what transpired in the underworld. or better yet, what happened to your daughter, my mother, all the more. ”
stop looking at me like that . (For Hera maybe?)
“i’m afraid you’ll have to be more descriptive than that,” hera drawled, her chin resting in her palm. the look in question nearly faltered, the faintest of smirks twisting the corner of her mouth. she reined it back in, though, unable to resist tormenting demeter just a little. “i need you to describe this look in immense detail. i cannot know what i’ve done wrong if i don’t know what you’re talking about, after all. really describe it. see if you can even figure out where it’s coming from - maybe that will help.”
her words, so pointed they could pierce through metal, were coloured by amusement. hera did not want to have to tell demeter she was being a touch melodramatic - she would gladly let her come to that conclusion on her own.
“i’m sure, whatever look i’ve given you, i’ve given for a reason.”
@winterdecay asked: " and so she was down in the underworld, all this time. she had fallen in love and... did not tell me. she had a son and did not tell me. was i such a horrible mother to her? did i hurt her so, to deserve a punishment such as this? "
unprompted ask | Accepting
Hestia sat at her sister’s side with Demeter’s hand clasped in her lap, looking into the flames of the Olympus hearth. The goddess of the flame had expected Demeter to be upset after this evening below. Whatever the reason that had been given.
After those words, she squeezed her sister’s hands and stayed quiet as she tried to form the right words to comfort. Hestia felt it was difficult to know what to say when she had no experience of romantic love. She could not fully understand Kore. At least she believed that she couldn’t.
“I do not think that you were a bad mother, my dear. You did everything you could to make her happy. To protect her. Though these are perhaps things that you should ask her.” She first encourages, hoping that this will be the dawn of a time where the two can now communicate with one another. For the sake of them both, but Demeter in particular. “From my perception, people will do a lot of things for love. Maybe she feared that you would not let her.”
This is just what she thought. Aphrodite was proof that love had immense strength. There were tales of many who would kill, run, or die, for love. Hestia knew she herself would sacrifice her own happiness for that of her family.
@winterdecay II Starter Call
“In the name of Hades ...”
He certainly received the message. Demeter’s voice rings loud and clear in his ears. He was close to where his father awaited, and a boon from his grandmother would help in that bout. The two weren’t fighting to the death, of course. The truth was out. This was just for fun, really. Still, more ways to kick his father’s arse never hurt.
“I thank you for your help, Grandmother.”
“It’s ... still an adjustment to call you that, I admit.” He chuckles, but it isn’t really a joke. “Mother is doing fine, however. I gave her your regards, as you requested.”
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@winterdecay said: ★ how does Mac feel abt ur muse || Accepting
I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
@winterdecay said: Demeter gently picks her up and kisses her forehead. \o/
“Ah!” the little goddling exclaims at being lifted up, face and eyes scrunching up in a happy little smile and a joyful little giggle sounding from her as Grandma Demeter kissed her forehead
@winterdecay
It was not strange to see Demeter so far from Olympus, she was the least affected by the deep cold across the land given that it was her weaving that brought it on.
However, on his beach?
“Lady Demeter,” a curt nod left Poseidon as he stepped a bit further out from the temple doorway, hidden away into the rocky cliff face. He stared out at the ocean ahead of them, the shores frozen slightly over but the churning fought against the deep freeze one might see in the lakes high in the mountains.
“What a surprise, and yet not one at all” he notes with an easy grin, adjusting the thick fabric over his chest and securing it slightly to shield himself from the cold winds of the longer winter that she insisted upon. “May I help you at all, or are you just here to seek some way past the natural might of the ocean against your glacial touch?” he wondered.
