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This man is gonna be listening to Shawn Mendez and Avril Lavign for days
Will Rhea still love you if her delusions fall? If she remembers what you did to their children? When she knows you're the reason she didn't get to raise them?
"Probably not. But that doesn't matter to me, to be completely honest. It's not like I love her, anyway."
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Will Rhea still love you if her delusions fall? If she remembers what you did to their children? When she knows you're the reason she didn't get to raise them?
"Probably not. But that doesn't matter to me, to be completely honest. It's not like I love her, anyway."
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"That could be arranged..."
Oh yeah
Also
She does not seem to remember ever having been with you, so good luck getting an alibi
"Someone get one of my sons half of them would be willing to kill me if I asked them-"
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*lowkey headcanoning Hades and Hera as twins*
Cronus:
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y r u red sometimes
"I... don't know? I believe people call it luminescent."
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Demeter walked slowly. Her braided hair hanging behind her back. Tears streaming down her face. She knew she shouldn't be here. But her brother...... took her daughter...... that's how she saw it. Kore was her name! Not Persephone. And she was a mother here to get her child back. No matter who she had to help. All of earth will rot until her daughter was returned. "Father I need help please!"
Demeter choked out softly. Never once did she expect to be asking Kronos for his help. But he was her father and Zeus refused to listen. So this was all she had
@mother-of-spring-godofharvest
As if the wish of a fallen star was cast, Kronos appeared at the mention of him. His eyes fell on Demeter, that was... his daughter? It was hard to tell his children apart after memories of nothing but hate had merged together in his mind. It was strange to say that he almost felt sorrow as he looked at his daughter's broken expression. It reminded him of the way his sister Themis looked at him when they had escaped Tartarus at a young age. That look of pure fear in her eyes when she had no idea what would come next.
"What has happened to you, my daughter?" The Titan asked, the faint noise of a ticking grandfather clock could he heard. He wasn't used to any of this. To being a father. He hadn't even planned on showing himself to Demeter anytime soon. But it did feel good helping, as pathetic as it may seem.
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eats a mutnt bee amd becomes bee-man
"...am I allowed to say this?"
"What the fu-"
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“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!”
*She stood up straight (unlike herself) and began jumping up and down*
"Woah, calm down, little one. Keep jumping like that, and your head won't feel the best." He sighed, pressing down gently on their head.
#I also swing the other way anon/silly#when i'm king...~ ⚜️#who lives who dies who tells your story...~ ⏳️
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“Hey so my.. friend showed up to my house and by the way, she has- well had wings.. they uh got ripped out.. so uhm, could you help me give her wings back?”
*The anon said, bowing infront of you.*
"I... suppose I have time to fit that into my schedule. Not sure why you would ask me to help you with this task, however." For some reason, he didn't seem to be in the mood to refuse. Most cases, he would have asked for a bargain. Something to keep over them. But something about this made him feel awful about asking for anything in return.
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"Hm." He nodded. It seemed someone in his gene pool had indeed inherited his abilities to manipulate time. To be honest, he had assumed that Hades out of all of his children would have that swimming around his genetics (not that Gods really have genetics. It's basically just a game of chance more than anything. Figure of speech, one might say.) But good to know someone in this messed up excuse of a family had the same thing he had.
"I myself would consider a bit of an expert on all things time, generations, and periods." He smiled. Honestly, he couldn't even tell if it was genuine or not. It was kind of new having something in common with someone. "Time itself, at least in its modern meaning, is a creation of mine, you know."
Kronos sighed as his feet touched the surface of the Palace. It was easy bejng here, to be completely honest. All he had to do was make sure none of his other children saw him there, and he could just say Hera requested him. He was sure his daughter wouldn't mind seeing her dear old father again. His eyes locked on the Goddess of Wisdom. Odd, he had heard from Kassandra that she had been eaten (he couldn't be prouder of Zeus for that, by the way.)
"Ah, Metis." The Titan lord called out. He absolutely hated Metis. He could have easily had Zeus under his control during the Titan war if only that bastard woman hadn't kept him in check. If a second war rose, she was for sure the first one on his hit list. "It's been Eons since i've seen you. How have you been!"
“Metis..?” *She turned around. Her scars from her father’s own wrath laid bare.. he was a large man.. she looked around. Her mother wasn’t here..* “Oh! Oh you think.. that keeps happening.”
*She leaned on her spear. Her legs had been hurting terribly with the electricity making its way through her bones and she needed the support from it.* “No, I’m not Metis.. that’s my mother. I’m Athena, goddess of wisdom in war tactics..!” *She said smiling. She didn’t know why but.. he was an oddly comforting god.. large and intimidating but.. comforting? Like her dad but.. scarier..?*
“Yeah no.. uhh.. eldest of Zeus..? Not.. no. Not.. not Metis. I-I can get her though if you wish..?” *She said. She felt like a little kid when they answer the door for strangers.. awkward and nervous..*
#warrior of the mind!~ 🪶#when i'm king...~ ⚜️#don’t disappoint me..~🫀#bring it.~ 💫#enlighten me what’s your name?~ 🗡️#IT WONT SHOW ME UR TAG BUT AHAH#<-#PFFT
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Distraction dance
"What in Ouranos' castrated genitals does this mean."
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I think I found your wife Mr. Lord Kronos sir.
"WHERE."
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If all of his old tears hadn't dried up decades ago, he may have cried seeing his beloved's state. He couldn't bring himself to express that, however. But still, looking at his beautiful wife caused a feeling of sorrow to envelope him. He hated it. Hated feeling. Why do so when things such as those only hurt you more? He sighed, running his fingers through her hair.
"How many times have I told you you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, my love?" He smiled. It was completely genuine. At least this time, it was. She was as beautiful as the day he lost her. Maybe there were other solutions. Perhaps he could bring one of their children to her. Well, he obviously couldn't tell most of them it was him. So he would probably need to take the form of some sort of animal to trick them.
Kronos can't possibly be more honest about this; Rhea was incredibly difficult to find. He had absolutely no idea how big Greece had gotten over the past few Eons. There were so many different structures and small islands. It was exhausting to look at. He had a sigh of relief leave him the moment he finally found Hera inside of an old, crumpled temple.
"My love..." he smiled. And for the first time in a while, the smile wasn't fake. He walked closer to her. "It's lovely news to see you again. Limbo keeps your thoughts very busy, you know." Oh, what was he kidding? Of course, Rhea knew. He could barely even see what she was doing in this moment.
Rhea was murmering softly, unintelligable words leaving her lips. Her arms were wrapped around a flowerpot, fingers tracing the edges. She stared blankly, lacking any sort of emotion. His words took a minute to reach her, shifting her gaze upward. "Kronos." Her lips twitched, as if to smile, but it seemed she physically couldn't, stuck in this absence of expressions. "Look at our gorgeous little girl." Rhea focused back on the flowerpot. "Isn't she so precious?" Demeter. Her Demeter. Her baby. Limbo hadn't been the same for her. It wasn't darkness. It was worse. Stuck in a fantasy in which her husband loved their children, in which they grew up under her care. A fantasy that would never be.-🥀
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Will you and Rhea have more kids (that you wont eat)
"...maybe. Now that the Prophecy has been fulfilled, I'm not in danger of losing something I no longer have. If I could. I probably would have children again."
"Though, that's up to Rhea."
#when i'm king...~ ⚜️#who lives who dies who tells your story...~ ⏳️#Kronos is pro choice#he's a murderer and still better than half the men in the US of A#I r3alyynrred sleep rn
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Oh- didn't expect that!
They bow back
You will not be disappointed
Then Aznon turns around to stare at the screen
Go sleep
-Aznon
"Who are... who are you talking to??? Gods, I really need to get Assclapeus or whatever on the phone. I'm beginning to think I'm the one going insane."
SIGHHHH
Good night 😔😔😔
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Oh it has evolved a lot! Mortals make such great foods!
One of my all time favorites is something called "Pizza diavola" it's a spicy pizza! How about I organize the food for the date?
-Aznon
"That would be most appreciated. Thank you, Aznon." He nodded, giving them a bow. Weird. Kronos doesn't bow to most people
#my eyes burn lol#it'd 9 pm and I have a 3 hour car trip ahead of me#I should probably sleep#when i'm king...~ ⚜️#who lives who dies who tells your story...~ ⏳️
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Joke? But alrighty, no newborns! Any other food preferences?
-Aznon
"Well... I'm not sure. All I remember from my time are fruits and raw meats. I'm certain that mortal culinary has evolved over the last few eons."
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