mamapsyche:

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Mostly, we just talked. For hours and hours. 

Ah yeah…. I’m not very good at that.  I’ll have to find other ways.   Flowers and calm baths seem to be my choice as of late.

mamapsyche:

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I’m been well. I just came from a conference, which was so interesting. Everyone gathered was dedicated to healing minds and souls. It was… the only feeling I could liken it to would have been a festival for me.

Healing minds and souls?   What sort of things were done?

What Goes Around || Hermes & Persephone

therovingkind:

"Well, you’re just going to have t-whoa!” Hermes said, surprised by her strength. Once on the bed, he rolled his eyes and flopped on his back. “I’m going to sleep on the couch, you ridiculous woman.

"When did you become the god of the stubborn?" she asked with a grin.  After a slight pause,"How about a compromise?  Neither of us want the other to sleep on the couch, and I’m not particularly fond of the idea of being alone tonight……. we could both sleep on the bed?"   She kept her tone light, worried he’d insist once more on leaving her.  IT would be easier to feign less stress about it if she kept it a suggestion and not a plea.

onecordchaos:

"Have I been missing?" Eris asked sarcastically, letting her gaze wander to the blonde.

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"We’ve all been missing for a bit haven’t we?" she said with a laugh.

potnathea:

Thanks, Seph. I guess I can find someone, I just don’t even know who.

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Well, you could ask around….. or we could go camping or something?  Get out in nature, about as close to hunting as I could get.

What Goes Around || Hermes & Persephone

therovingkind:

"There. Down. Happy now?" Hermes asked, setting her down on his bed and looking down at her, crossing his arms smugly.

"No," Persephone responded with a fake and dramatic pout," I’m not happy."  She narrowed eyes as an idea struck her.  Moving quickly she sat up and wrapping her arms around his shoulder she pulled him back with her down onto the bed.

hadeshihowyadoin:

Her expression drew to shock for a moment, before she nodded reassuring herself over his answer. Perhaps not to loose that nerve she’d grown all of a sudden, and Hades let her speak. He had no idea how to answer her other than you’re right, because he himself didnt have an explanation that was good enough to make up for how he behaved. He was a twisted bastard, he had always been—to everyone not just her. It was who he was, who he is—he didnt know any other way to be and he didnt know if there was ever any hope of changing it let alone improving it by any means to try and treat others nicely. He was the god of the dead, underworld, he saw such horrid things that—that he knew he had to be horrid to handle them. 

When her question smacked him upside the head it felt like, the lone words weighing down on his shoulders as he looked at her. Eyes narrowing, and arms tightening across his chest as he looked at her. Something in him shouted yes, that he did fear that she would never love him and he could only hold onto her for so long before she disappeared and slipped from his finger tips. Yet he wanted to love her, and let her know it but—the words seemed to stop at the back of his throat too heavy to let out until they sunk back down into his chest. “It was never my intention to take your love—” He said slowly, ‘I just didnt know how to express mine.’ 

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Sadness.  She could feel it coming from him like a wave.  She had hoped to knock his balance with her words, but it seemed her so many had not done as much as his few had to her.  She could feel herself inwardly taking a step back, this new emotion from him more surprising than his agreement with her accusations.  But, no, she had to keep going.

"You kidnapped me from my family, dragged me to the depths of the world and forced my hand to your side," she said, her voice thankfully steady,"  You tricked me into binding myself to you for eternity.  If that was not your intention than what else could it be?"

hadeshihowyadoin:

His smirk formed fully as she spoke before he nodded, “That we are, so original arent we?” He mused before raising a eyebrow, his tone a wee bit lighter. “See, improvement.” Hades said expression lightening. 

The air brought silence in between them as she stood, her blonde hair glowing by the fire light. She seemed to be thinking over many things, it was a talent he’d acquired being able to read her expressions like the back of his hand but he didnt dare interrupt her though process. Let her think it through, whatever seemed to be racing behind those beautiful eyes. 

Crossing his arms Hades felt his eyes narrow and focus on her, and several thoughts ran through his mind—too many almost it seemed but some how they formed a perfectly straight line going one by one. It was as if something deep in his chest was urging him to apologize, but his pride stood in the way glaring back at it like it was scum. Which led him to frown at himself, the voices in his head arguing to loudly for him—but even they didnt distract him from her. He highly doubted anything could. 

She seemed to take a deep breath, something pulling her shoulders back as she looked at him and began to speak. Her words flowing around him and burning into his mind, at how she felt. I mean he had stated early that he was in fact a demonic sadistic bastard—but that was genetics at its finest. Of course he listened, how could he not it shocked him that she had even come to him about this. To even speak to him about it, it made him feel proud almost—but even if that little part of him felt angry at her speaking to him like this—that proud feeling grew brighter. Surly she should’ve known that it was a queens job to keep her king in order, but even as that darker part argued and spat at the idea of being controlled something in him found the idea intriguing. When he felt his lips pull into a line of thought before his voice left his lips without thinking, “You are right..” 

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"No, I—-" Persephone stopped mid-sentence, and blinked.   She hadn’t expected him to so readily agree with her," Right.  Of course, I’m right."   She glanced at him again, trying to read his face, to see if there were any hints of insincerity.  She really took him in; the tone of his skin, the angles in his face, and the ice blue eyes that made her shiver although she never quite knew if it was with excitement or fear.

"Did it never occur to you, to try and earn my love rather than to just attempt to take it from me?  Do you fear that I would never give it?"  it was the thing she was most bitter about, and the one thing she never dare ask him.  

hadeshihowyadoin:

Was it his fault that even as he stared her down that he was happy to see her? Should he be angry with himself or even a remotely grateful that he wasnt truly a complete and unemotional bastard? He wasnt quite sure which but at the moment neither surfaced in his expression. When he inched closer by shifting his weight onto his left leg, leaning against the stone wall that closed around the fire place. 

Which he already knew she hadnt planned to run into him, hell he rarely expected himself to run into the others like he had. Granted some he didnt regret seeing but others he loathed the idea of biding company with, so he merely shrugged to her notion before opening his mouth to speak his lips curling slightly at her tone. 

"Im sure you didnt, most dont expect to see death—even if it is cliche working in a funeral home." He mentioned before his lips pulled into a half smirk nodding as he cocked his head to the side, "See but its only on every day but Friday, Im making progress." 

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"I work in a flower shop,"  she said with a small laugh,"  We’re both walking cliches."   She glanced up to meet his eye finally, although only just barely.   A small smile on her lips at his joke,"  A vast improvement indeed."

She glanced away again, silence falling between them while she gathered her thoughts.  There was a lot she’d love to say, but how to word it so they didn’t end up where they were before?

She didn’t know how to form words with him.  He had this strength about him, something she felt so weak beside.   With others she had so much more backbone, but with him it was as if his aura took hold of hers and held it close and tight, and she found it hard to do anything but relent.

"I don’t think you realize how utterly frustrating you are sometimes," she said finally," I’m sorry for how I acted, I am, but I’m not sorry that for what I said.   You carry yourself as if you’re the smartest in the room, and hell, most of the time you are, but something has got to give Hades.  I can’t be happy at your side when you’re so closed off from me, so cold.  There are days I wondered if you’d even notice if I slipped among the lost souls of the dead, because there were days I felt you treated me no different than them.   And maybe I’m wrong, perhaps it’s all in my head, but it’s there and I can’t keep trying to conceal how I feel, it’s doing me no good.  And it’s not fair to you."