August 20, 2017 – ofviolentdeath

mythsandmonsters:

“Not got much of an interest in killing anyone unless they give me good reason to.” he answered with a shrug and a small laugh.

“And as for anyone not wanting me around, you’d be better off asking my mother about her reasons for that than me. Stopped trying to figure out her reasons for anything when I was still a kid.”

His laughter made her smile grow, dark eyes sparkling happily. She always did get too attached to people quickly and he was shaping up to be no different on that front.

“Pretty sure that’s her issue, not yours. I mean, when my mom has her episodes, she can get really cruel and it took me a long time to realize it was an issue with her and not because of me. I know it’s probably a different situation, but, still.”

horrorandgayfairytales:

From smol to tol

eroticareaunzymotic:

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deathandsleep:

He played comfortingly with Cayden’s curls, his sons hair almost as unruly as his own but not nearly as matted and tangled. It brought the barest of smiles to his chapped lips.

His thoughts turned to all the things he needed to do. He’d eaten enough to tide him over for now, so that was one less thing to worry about. Then, of course, he’d need to let the rest of his family know he’d returned.

“You need rest,” the boy finally mumbled, emotionally exhausted. He could only imagine how much worse his dad felt with literally being sleep. Not that Cay really wanted him to pass out for the next month or two.

deathandsleep:

“I won’t. Never again, I promise.”

Hypnos was fighting his exhaustion hard. If he didn’t have so much he needed to do and a distraught son to comfort, he would have easily slipped into a near-coma-like sleep until he regained enough of his strength to be at least semi-functional again. He couldn’t rest yet though. Not until he’d made things right.

The words helped, his breathing slowly beginning to even back out. He was still trying to convince himself that it was a dream, but there was always a little part of Cayden that had a hard time telling the difference. It wasn’t something he told people though.

“Okay..”