𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑺 .

(( i miss him very much cb and specify/drop <3

(( bringing him back? i think yes. cb and specify or drop things and ill clean this up <333

⋆˚࿐໋ imma try subtle flirting-
          
          "Oh hey- it's you again.. Hold on- nobody told me death could look /that/ good."

are you supposed to be here  ?

(( also,,,, someone should flirt with him. just sayin :eyes:

(( hI i'm back and i miss him so cb+specify (more specific the better!) or drop stuff, ill respond when im out of art class <3
          pls dont let this flop-

(( not that he likes to sing, but when he does, his voice claim is corpse husband,,,, thoughts?

The redhead had gone on a late night walk, dressed in her nightgown and a pair of flats. She’d left her hair down and hadn’t put on any of her traditional makeup since she never saw anyone on her walks. It’s why she was so surprised to see someone standing there, as if waiting for her. Her brows furrowed.” Hello?”

(( soft thanatos headcanons? i think yes
          
          
          - yes, he hates most mortals and gods. but he always finds himself taking the smallest bit of pity on children and lives who took themselves, often even going as far as holding their hand as he takes them
          - Zeus be damned if anyone found out but he's an animal lover. when the strings of fate aren't calling him, he likes to just go for a walk through a forest, even if the animals all fear him
          - on days he really misses his mother and can't see her, he'll go for long walks in the middle of the night, speaking to the moon and the darkened sky as if it were her
          - he goes back to the comforting darkness of the underworld asap after taking a soul, which means he doesn't spend much time on the surface. which means he's actually incredibly innocent when it comes to some human things
          - he's actually quite easy to fluster, but the darkness shrouding him makes it difficult to see it
          - he doesn't quite understand hoodies ("why is there a pocket right there of all places? what if i don't want my hands to touch?") but he enjoys wearing them. even if it means he has to cut the back so his wings will fit

When Eligor saw the dark, hooded figure across the street, he knew exactly who it was. Death. He’d never met him before, and he’d never had any desire to. But there he was. He tried to keep his head down, but he knew there was nowhere he could go where Thanatos couldn’t find him, so he didn’t try to leave. And, sure enough, within moments, Death was sitting across from him at the table outside the restaurant he was eating at, silent. Eligor looked up, dread building in his gut. “Thanatos,” he greeted. “Is it my time already? I’ve survived a lot— enough to make it sort of underwhelming for me to die in the street outside of a restaurant.”