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He had few vices, among them racing, whiskey, and Persephone, his Goddess of Spring. Two of the three had never interfered with his routine, had never provided enough of an escape to be called a distraction.
And even if their future were to unravel, he would fight for it. Desperately.
“Darling,” he said, his voice low and fierce. “I would burn this world for you.”
Gets me every time 🖤
“Speak another’s name in this bed again and know you have assigned their soul to Tartarus.”
“You are my weakness, losing you is my greatest fear, and your love is my most treasured possession.”
“That’s a big word, Hermes,” Hades replied. “Have you been reading a thesaurus?” Hermes narrowed his eyes. “Deflect all you want, King of Corpses, but I know you, and you aren’t a talker. What are you planning?”
The banter with Hermes! Amazing! Giggle every time
Hermes crossed the room to a stack of folded towels and threw one at him. “Get wet, Daddy Death,” Hermes said.
Daddy Death! 🤣💀
