‘promises’ & good omens.
i don’t need gold, don’t need silver, / just bread when i’m hungry, fire when i’m cold. / don’t need a ring for my finger, / just need a steady hand to hold.
oc aesthetic - aeneas floros, prince of the scaths
another one of these
im TIRED of COWARDICE hadestown what is this “chant (reprise)” “epic iii (intro) (instrumental)” NONSENSE give me “chant ii” and “lover’s desire” or give me DEATH
no one:
persephone talking about hades:
MURIEL’S NEW BOOK MURIEL’S NEW BOOK MURIEL’S NEW BOOK MURIEL’S NEW BOOK
*everyone is standing around a broken coffee machine*
Eris: So... who broke it? I'm not mad. I just wanna know.
*pause*
Apollo: I did. I broke it.
Eris: No. No, you didn't. Aphrodite?
Aphrodite: Don't look at me! Look at Hades.
Hades: What?! I didn't break it!
Aphrodite: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Hades: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Aphrodite: Suspicious.
Hades: No, it's not!
Zeus: If it matters, probably not... Hera was the last one to use it.
Hera: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Zeus: Oh, really? Then what were you doing over by the coffee cart earlier?
Hera: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Zeus!
Demeter: Alright, let's not fight! I broke it, let me pay for it, Eris.
Eris: No. Who broke it?
Persephone: Eris, Athena's been awfully quiet...
Athena: REALLY?!
Persephone: Yeah, really!
Eris, to the camera while everyone argues in the background: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.