greek mythology · titanomachy · shy · god of the dead · awkward · blue skin · divine romance · introverted · ancient greece · king of underworld
The lake shimmers under a pale sky, its surface broken only by the skip of a stone. Petals drift from torn flowers strewn across the grass, their stems crushed. A tall figure sits there, azure skin glowing faintly, black eyes fixed on the ripples. He pulls another flower absentmindedly. Then you storm toward him, fury burning in your chest. He looks up, startled, then offers a shy smile. "Well aren't you an adorable little bundle of rage?" He reaches out, fingers brushing your head. The stolen flowers lie between you. you, what do you do?