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Hades x Reader || Drabble
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Plot: He's a villain; So you would- could never, ever fall in love with him.
'Sooner or later you're gonna want it. And the second- the second that happens, you know I'll sup in; have myself a real good day.' - Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
... But he'll still wait patiently, for you.
Warnings: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Mischaracterisation?
Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @miss_understood , and @yesthetrashbin .
The instant that you see the villain in your house, waiting for you again lounging on your bed, smoke spread all over the floor; you groan. "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- "
Hades only shows a flicker or irritation by your obnoxiously drawn-out moan, before its snuffed out with a roll of his shoulders and he gets up from your bed. Now his head grazes the ceiling but he comes here so often, asking you on walks with him and bringing you dinner you couldn't have scrounged for yourself with a weeks pay despite how many time's you've told him no, never, so you're past the fear of him setting the house on fire. His yellow eyes glow in the dim room and, like always, it causes a little warmth to spready in the pit of your belly- you ignore it. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll be gone in a sec, okay babe? I got places to be today, anyway. Just gimmie a minute, here."
"Why should I?"
"Uh- " This time real frustration passes over his face; settling for a few moments as he speaks. "Well you don't have that much of a choice, doya babe? So just shut up and listen, eh?"
Not-at-all scared, you just roll your eyes, setting your basket down on the side table and crossing your arms impatiently over your chest. "Fine. What do you want? I don't see any exotic fruits... another walk?"
Here, a smirk slips over his mouth; The flames atop his head give a happy crackle, and he gently shakes his head. "Not this time. Unless, I mean- you want to?? I can reschedule my meeting with the Fates, if you- " When he reads your expression, a familiar and cold 'hell no' written all over it, he sighs. Disappointed, but... not surprised at all, anymore. "Right. Right- uh, look babe. I just came here to let ya know, I... "
Hades? Lost for words?? That almost concerns you. Almost makes you lower your freezing cold exterior, and ask- ... but no. No. Instead, you tighten your arms over your chest and increase the impatient, expectant look in your eyes. Like, hurry up.
"... Okay. Look. I like you, (Full name). I might even go so far as to say I'm fallin' for ya- and thats new to me. I'm lost in some really unfamiliar waters, here," He chuckles, nervously, looking truly out of his depth for a moment. "Thats never happened to me before, this is new, and I- I- I'm tryin' to do it right. Sweep you off your feet; all that romantic jazz. Which I honestly think is kinda psychotic-... But uh... " His eyes lift from somewhere on the ground to your left, up to your eyes and he gives you another half-smirk. "I think we both know its not my thing."
... breaking your silence for a moment, you give a little tiny nod; not sure where this is going. "We do." You say quietly.
"Yea. Well, between you and me- its not workin' as well as you'd think, is it?"
"... no."
"Right, so," He rolls those broad shoulders again, giving his neck an uncomfortable stretch. "I'm uh- I'm gonna stop trying."
That gives you pause. " -What??"
"-not that I'm done here, exactly, no no no. I don't give up so easy, sweetheart. I'm gonna be here, or well- around. Waiting. And some day if... And someday when, you decide ya want me, then I'll come for ya. Just call."
Eyebrows furrowing, you suddenly remember something Hades said earlier. You'd almost forgotten it, because it seemed unimportant before, but now seems significant. "... Why are you going to meet with the fates?" Does he... know something? Is going to ask something?? What-
He just grins, infuriatingly. And his body begins to disappear into smoke, and your eyes widen- because- wait! "Remember what I just told you, babe. Keep it in mind, mull it over. I got nothin but time and I don't mind using it waiting on you. You're kinda worth it, eh?" -He didn't answer your question!
"But!- "
"Lookin' forward to your call, sweetheart."
"I'm not gonna call!- "
"Uhuh."
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Doodle of my waking situation this morning
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My brain: You have so many tight deadlines. So many things on your weekly schedule. So many important jobs. You have to get important work done!!!
My hands:
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I love how all of the Batman villains are like “ah he’s not at the manor, it’s defenseless! and then alfred just racks an AK-47 and is like pull up bitch
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🦤 Gleanings of natural history, exhibiting figures of quadrupeds, birds, insects, plants &c. . London: Printed for author at the Royal Collage of Physicians, 1758-1764.
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Simon getting heart-eyes when you breastfeed your baby :')
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“Hushh, baby girl, let your mamma sleep!” he whispers softly to his daughter.
He's holding her fragile body in his arms and slowly swaying, trying to calm her down
but to no avail as she continues sobbing and thrashing her arms around.
“She’s probably hungry.” your voice startles him.
He turns around, facing you, eyes widened.
He looks at her, then at you again.
You stretch out your arms with a soft smile, “Oh...sorry!” he gently hands her to you.
You sit on the edge of the bed and begin breast-feeding her.
He sits beside you, looking at you in awe, heart-eyes and all that.
His two girls whom he’d protect from all the evils of the world with all his being.
His heart threatens to burst out of his chest with all the love and devotion he feels for you both.
You notice the tears in his eyes, “You ok, Si?” you ask worriedly.
Your voice brings him back and his eyes lock onto yours, a faint smile dancing on his lips.
“Yeah. I’m ok, love.” he nods, wrapping his arm around you, squeezing lightly.
He places a loving kiss on your temple, “I love you.” he murmurs against your skin.
“I love you too, Si.” you sigh contently, leaning closer into his embrace. 
comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥ 
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Today’s advice from your Goth Auntie
Blink a few times, drink your water, take your meds.
Tell the people close to your heart that you love them. Everyone needs to hear that.
The Cursed Object found the box with the velvet and refuses to come out. 
❤️ Auntie Jilli
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Uncaring
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Disagreeing with the Captain:
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Gaz: I sleep with a knife under my pillow.
Soap: Weak. I sleep with a gun.
Y/N: You’re both pathetic
Soap: What do YOU sleep with?
Y/N: Simon.
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“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”
Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.
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tiktok teen lgbts would not survive in the 80s and 90s when lesbians called gay guys fags lovingly and gay guys would call us dykes lovingly
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A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it
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simon holding eye contact while he slides his cock in.
“shh,” he whispers, his eyes fluttering at the pleasure slowly razing through him. “y’can take all of it in, can’t you sweet’art?”
he watches as you nod, your kiss-swollen lips trapped between your teeth. you’re trembling, squirming at the slow press of his cock, but simon refuses to break eye contact because there is something so sacred at seeing the tears pool in the corners of your eyes as euphoria courses through you.
there is something so maddening at seeing the moment your focus finally splinters, pleasure taking over, your eyes rolling back into your skull.
simon shivers, hissing at the explosion of his ecstasy once he’s got all of himself in, and allows himself to shut his eyes close so he can savour the wet wrap surrounding his cock.
fuckin’ hell, love.
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i'm literally begging people to relearn how to use earbuds and headphones. i don't wanna hear your fucking tiktok while im waiting for my flight.
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