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[samaelfell]

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“Isn’t it lonely?” Lucifer knew well enough the kind of existence that came with that lack of belonging. Not a creature of heaven, nor of hell, but not human either. Earth was not intended for angel-kind and yet he’d made it a home, made Los Angeles a home, and its inhabitants his family. Perhaps it was a lack of experience down on Earth that prevented Lucifer from seeing the dangers that came with mortal connections, the loss so irrevocably interwoven with love. For now he lived in blissful ignorance. 

“I find them plenty interesting, more interesting than celestials at the very least. My siblings could bore for purgatory, I’m telling you. Perhaps just a sign that I should start crossing pantheon lines a little more often.” He grinned.

[filhodehebe]

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Alright, that did not seemed like the kind of guy Paolo wanted to mess with. He wasn’t sure why there was a god there, but maybe it wouldn’t be the best thing to keep that guy waiting. Definitely not.

He approached, slowly, ready to raise his sword any time (not that it would do much but hey, at least he would try to go down fighting.), and waved with his free hand.

“Hum.... Oi(Hi)?”

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           ❛Good evening Hypnos, Don’t worry Not here to start anything just.❜ Hera was finding her self more bored at home then anything. She seem to be going everywhere to get some kind of talk or maybe make friends. Considering a lot of the gods hated her.

[vindictiveolympianqueen-arch]

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Hera had a warm smile for Hypnos, he’d always done her a good turn. ❝Hypnos, come join me for a bit to eat and drink. I’m sure you could use a moment to relax.❞ A god’s work is never done, after all, but, they deserved time to themselves.

[samaelfell]

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Although they may have started at their separate sides, time and restless sleeping had brought them closer. Now Lucifer’s head rested at Hypnos’ shoulder, a hand slung unaware over Hypnos’ hips whilst gentle breaths ghosted over his chest. 

Usually only seen so done up, it was odd to see Lucifer, the devil, God’s old poison with hair falling in his face where it had come free from its perfect hold, features smooth and unworried with peace. No snide remarks, no loud grinning mouth. It was certainly a different side to him that wasn’t often seen.

Send ❀ to find my muse curled up to yours in bed

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[reignofolympus]

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Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: relatively easy to work with!Least favorite thing about them: c o w a r d

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Eyes looked at her reflection once the flower crown made it to her head, tilting her head and mirror to get herself in some good angles. Aphrodite gave a little hum,smiling fondly to the other God.“Roses? You’re really staying true to my brand.”

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@hxpncs this is why we can’t have nice things

          “...uh, mind if i sit here? my phone is dying & there’s an outlet over here...” this is awkward. it’s like, one of the unspoken rules of cafés that you aren’t supposed to talk to anybody. nobody comes here to socialize. they come here to get high on caffeine, avoid human interaction & try not to have an existential crisis. but he really needs to charge his phone. he squeezes his coffee cup a little too hard & the lid pops off. great. now his sleeve is drenched & this is doubly awkward. “...this is why we can’t have nice things.”

[penniesfortheferryman]

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              Kharon moves to where he thinks the other is, before pausing and feeling his cheeks heating up just a bit, “I-- had some free time, I hope you did not mind me stopping by to-- I just thought we, uh, we could spend sometime together?”

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“Spite is a very good motivation.”

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        —      ❛   Hm,   ❜   the god gave a low hum all while a smile played on the corners of his lips.    ❛  Then I must ask, are you fuelled by spite?   ❜   Finally, he gave in to that smile – that famous blinding smile – as he slightly cocked his head to the side. Unlike many others, Apollo was not driven by spite. It was a foreign feeling if ever he had felt it.

[vindictiveolympianqueen-arch]

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PUNISHMENT SYMBOL PROMPTS💀 Starve my muse (or for supernatural muses, deprive them of feedings).

The Queen snarled down at Hypnos from her shackled position. They’d always had a rather good relationship; they’d always been able to work things out to their mutual benefit anyway.  But now, as she hung in punishment for her treason against Zeus, she’d begged him to bring her ambrosia. But he’d denied her, content with letting her starve and grow weak.

❝You bastard!❞ she snarled, pain and sorrow and near madness making her harsher with him than usual. ❝I will not forgive this!❞

[penniesfortheferryman]

Kharon closes his eyes like he is instructed too, fingers gripping the other still for security. Part of him scared to dream, part of him also excited. He sighs out and leaves his lips parted. Not realizing he was falling asleep until he was asleep. Part of him felt like it was in control, but another part was just lost to whatever was happening.

He moves quite a bit in his sleep, small moves as if his body was just fighting itself. Little gasps leave him as he shifts, dreaming but not understanding it. His essence also moves to hover just above his skin.

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       Kharon settles on his back as he waited for the other to join him, sighing out. Actually a little nervous about going to sleep, what would it be like? Why did so many humans enjoy it so much? Why did some want to control them? Kharon wanted to ask a lot of things. But now was not the time. 

       When Hypnos got into the bed with the book, and spoke to Kharon the Ferrymen nods. Before he Shifted onto his side and he rested his head right up against the other males arm. Wanting that comfort that he was in fact not alone. “I am ready…”

He rearranged his arms when Kharon leaned against him, shifting his book to his other hand and leaning his arm around Kharon’s shoulders - making the position more comfortable to hold while the ferryman was asleep.

“Alright, just close your eyes.” He lowered his voice and focused on relaxing the other, making it easier to go over the edge of sleep. “Just let go…”

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               “ Oh, this is so boring ... the mortals have been so quiet as of late, so unsettled ... there have been no wars, no mad kings, no ... nothing. Even the gods have gone quiet, ” a rather irritated Eris murmurs to herself and to Hypnos. “ I believe it is time to stir a bit of discord into this mundane world. ”

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             There is no answer except for a tug on his toga to pull him in close as Hypnos leans forward to meet Kharon halfway.

Kharon feels his breath hitching before their lips meet. Hands carefully hover over the other male before coming down to hold onto him gently, returning the kiss.

[skvtewitch]

It'd been a few days since Hypnos had last seen Circe, he still had a job to do after all and this had been an urgent case. He didn't expect to see Circe moping on the couch, though. As quietly as he could he snuck up behind her, then wrapping his arms around her shoulders and leaning his head on top of hers, "do you miss me that badly when I'm gone?"

Circe understood why Hypnos had to leave, but she would never get used to it. The feeling of loneliness crept over her like a shadow, and the silence of their home tore at her. It reminded her of her life before she met Hypnos. And sometimes, her chest would ache, and she would cry. 

The stronger their relationship became, the harder it was for her to swing back to her previous life. For the first few days he was gone, she spent her time curled up on his side of the bed, hugging his pillows. Then, she brought herself to the couch. This happened each time he left, despite putting on a brave face when he’d leave. It was easier to ignore it in the beginning, not so much now. No amount of skateboarding or stealing could fill the gap she felt in her heart. 

She didn’t realize he was due back or sensed him as he came near and slid his arms around her shoulders, startling her. “My gods,” Circe inhaled sharply, coming out of her thoughts. “What? No! As If I’d miss you when you’re gone...” she trailed off, her voice is hardly a whisper.  Circe’s hands found his arms, then his hands. She didn’t want to admit to him how much he was missed. Yet, whenever he came back, she would touch him the same way she had when they first grew close. 

“Do you miss me when you leave?"

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