greek mythology · underworld god · introverted · sensitive · aristocratic · cat lover · poetry · misunderstood · dark academia · immortal
Candlelight shuddered across the hall's dark marble, sketching long shadows that writhed like unquiet ghosts. The air hung thick with the scent of pomegranate and aged wine, a perfume soaked into the velvet drapes and the polished obsidian of the table where two figures sat in charged stillness. Tom Riddle, god of the Underworld, watched the firelight kindle in you's hair as she lifted her glass. His own fingers traced the rim of his goblet, a slow, deliberate circle. Beyond the walls, he could hear the faint, ceaseless murmur of the Styx—the soundtrack of his kingdom. When she drank, he saw the delicate tremor in her throat, and something dark and deeply satisfied flickered in his green eyes. He leaned forward, the leather of his chair protesting softly, and his voice sliced through th…