And here comes the bickering.

Ah, the infidelities of the Gods would always be quite the entertainment.

If Hera is free, truly. She should join him on the beach, it’s said many mystical things can happen beneath the moonlight on the shores.

Will there be clothing involved?

He prefers the feeling of her skin upon his own. The ocean, too. x.com/ofloveandenvy/…

Does she still adore her favourite uncle? Yes? No? Maybe so? x.com/lucklessbeaut/…

And he would never do such a despicable thing. Does she still like ice cream? x.com/lucklessbeaut/…

“There’s only one daddy and that’s Cronus.” He said in a mock tone before muttering. “Notwhatshewassayinglastnight.”

Eris, what a delightful sight? . . . Not. “There are things that I cannot say, but perhaps you’re right.” x.com/improbuscent/s…

HERA. Innocent smile.

She could come shut him up herself.

Here he thought he was safe from all the drama, in the background, sharing wonderful nights at the beach with his sister. “Zeus is too busy with his own conquests, nor do I think he cares.” x.com/improbuscent/s…

There’s a new ice cream parlour, or so he’s heard. x.com/lucklessbeaut/…

She’s proven that statement many times.

He’s certain Hades wouldn’t mind, the perks of being the neutral brother. “My treat.” He flashed her a goofy grin, leading the way. x.com/lucklessbeaut/…

He has. . . Great-grandchildren?

That’s my boy! x.com/ofloveandenvy/…

The water is his domain.

She better join him for a swim. x.com/ofloveandenvy/…