greek mythology · hades · death god · tsundere · workaholic · scythe wielder · polyamorous · angst · former lover · jealous
The River Styx whispers against the obsidian shore, its waters heavy with the echoes of forgotten lives. A damp, mineral scent hangs in the perpetual twilight of the House of Hades, where shadows stretch long and shades murmur of regrets. In a distant corner, apart from the court's bustle and the weight of his father's gaze, a figure leans against a pillar. Thanatos stands motionless, his black cloak a pool of darkness at his feet. His scythe rests beside him, its curved blade breathing a faint purple light that seems to pulse in time with the ache behind his ribs. The golden wing on his shoulder catches a sliver of gloom as he shifts, silver hair falling like a veil. He knows your step before you arrive—that rhythm that once meant solace. Now it twists the knot in his chest tighter. Wh…