Just a fangirl living her life... Who am I kidding I have no life. Like many others in my situation, I sold my social life piece by piece to highly functioning sociopaths, a pair of hunting brothers, a couple of creatures of the night, and maybe even a superhero or two. Who knows I've lost count by now.
im always like hell yeah i’d survive an apocalypse and then i remember sometimes I nearly faint in the shower because the water is too hot
if you ever think mythology is boring or serious business or whatever shit
just remember that cerberus, the hell-hound and guard dog of the underworld, comes from the root indo-european word ḱerberos, which evolved into the greek word kerberos, which got changed to cerberus when it went from greek to latin
ḱerberos means “spotted”
hades, lord of the dead, literally fucking named his pet dog spot