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—— My chest hurts.
---- You should probably get to a doctor. I mean, I can try to help, but I'm no med school graduate.
It had been only a few days since he returned from the realm of death—to be rejoined with his wife. He had cleaned himself up and the Sanctum had changed since his return. It was a bit more—well, regal certainly wasn’t the word but along the lines of modern and safe. He then stopped as he set his eyes on Artemis—who was currently on the couch. “—How much longer?”
As he said this, he stepped closer and put his left hand gently on the very obvious pregnancy stomach of hers. His hand was warm to the touch—still radiating with a mystical warmth from his ressurection.
With her feet propped up on the coffee table and her stomach bulging in front of her, she was comfortable. The stress was gone-- all the stress of Aeron's death had melted away when he had come back from the dead. Now, she didn't have much to worry about, except for the child growing within her. And compared to the death she had been dealing with days before, pregnancy didn't seem so stressful after all.
"--Supposedly a week and a half from now, but really it could be at any moment." Artemis knew immediately what he was asking; he didn't need to explain. The woman could barely move these days, and when she did, she couldn't for very long. So she was content, sprawled out on the couch with his hand on her stomach.
---- "What do you call a cow with no legs? Ground beef."
Does Artemis have faith in any gods or does she simply acknowledge the different pantheons of gods--such as Greek and so forth--and what sort of "miracles" they can pull off?
I can't see her actively worshipping any gods, to be honest, but she knows that they are there. Like you said, she acknowledges them, but she's not going to church or saying grace before dinner. Although, after this whole thing with Aeron, I could see her maybe researching more about certain gods and learning about their belief system and all that junk, and she may get into it for a while, but I don't see her ever being very religious. After this event, she may acknowledge them more, but again, never really too much.
Aria of a Phoenix
As she sobbed into his shoulder, his arms wrapped around her tightly as hers did the same. When she moved her face against his, his hoarse voice was quick to make a reply. “—I won’t, Art.” His own voice cracked with the sobbing and the regeneration he had suddenly been thrust through to be reborn. There was no magic surrounding him—this was his broken true look.
He brought both hands, calloused and almost mangled, to cup her cheeks as he kept their heads together. “I am so sorry, Art.” His eyes were full of emotion and his voice strained with pain and the other emotions boiling over. “I’ll be more careful from now on…I’ll—” He simply stopped himself as he kissed her with all the passion he could muster.
The shaman then broke the kiss and brought his hands down to her shoulders. “—We should get home. Cleaned up…caught up.” Though it had only been short time since he died, he wanted to spend his recovery time with her. Though he could not tell with the rain, the mud, and the closeness? Youth had returned to him.
The shaman’s smile, though of a broken man, soon overtook his features. The gods had done their thing, and the stone that had spoken of his death soon faded. It was as if it had never happened—and perhaps never would again.
What had just happened was nothing short of a miracle, and she could not believe it had really happened. Her mind was swimming, pounding, but her body felt light all of the sudden. She had to close her eyes for a moment, breathe deeply, hold him. Aeron was there, wrapped in her arms, and it was real. Her cries seemed to die down a bit as she sucked in a breath and let it out with force. It felt like her brain was beating against her skull, but she didn't care. She stood there, eyes closed, head pounding, holding him. "Please, never again."
It was then she realized she was shaking, when she kissed him. Reality sunk in her bones, and she shivered. Artemis had to reach for his shirt to still herself. The shock of the moment of his regeneration had left her sick to her stomach, but when his lips were pressed against her's, all the pain seemed to lift from her body.
"Okay," she breathed out. Artemis needed time to process all that had happened, but she didn't want to be away from him for a single second. "Let's go back home, yeah?" A small smile-- the first since he had died-- crossed her features. Suddenly, she was laughing lightly, her smile growing.
"--You made me ruin my favorite jeans, by the way."
As she had kneeled and cried to his gravestone, the gods themselves answered her in a way she might not have expected. The stone itself broke as Aeron found life renewed--appearing before Artemis with a ragged and broken down look. It was as if his soul had been given a personified body. "--Art?" His voice was raspy--hoarse even. Amber eyes broke as he looked at her mud-touched form--and soon he embraced her with tears now beginning to strain the eyes.
To say she was a trainwreck was an understatement. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair a mess, her face red and clothes muddy. She didn't care though, she didn't care because he was there. By some miracle, he had come back. She knew her life was strange and that the gods worked in strange ways, but Artemis never thought he could be brought back. He was gone, wasn't he? Did he ever leave? Artemis pushed herself up quickly, almost stumbling over herself and her grown pregnancy belly. He was there. It wasn't a form she had seen him in, but she could tell it was him. It had to be. She wouldn't accept anything else. She tried to force out a reply, but she couldn't find any words. All she could do was pull him into an embrace and sob into his shoulder.
"Aeron," she finally managed to choke out, and it seemed to be the only word she could force, as she repeated his name a few more times between cries.
Artemis then pulled back from him a bit before resting her hands on his face-- to make sure he was real and that this wasn't a sick nightmare. "N-never leave me again, o-okay? Please don't go. Please."
{ +4 }
”Could you maybe say that slower and with less idiocy?”
"Uh, I thought it was pretty clear, but... I was asking if you knew where the nearest coffee shop is? I'm not very familiar with the area."
[muse is cooperating]
[looks at big drafts]
{ ɪ } ᴡᴀs мєαηт
ŧ ø ʙᴇ :: a l o n e ::
—ωasn’t і ?
I have seen the
best
in you
and the
worst
in you.
——-And I choose b o t h
When being a monster
is what you’re best at
why try to be
{anything}
---else?
Send me a •3• and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to your muse as a poem from mine
The Ring
perfideeques:
"--Will you marry me, Artemis?"
Artemis was in shock; her hands covered her mouth, to hide the wide grin across her lips. "--Really?" She was laughing and wasn't sure why. "Oh my God... you're actually doing this right now?" Artemis could not believe it. "--Yes, of course, yes!"
First person to submit a wedding ring to me gets to marry me.
Graveyard/Love Me - MAKE IT FLUFFY PAIN.
[ THAT'S NOT FUCKING POSSIBLE I CAN'T SO IT'S JUST PAIN. ]
It had been only 9 hours since the funeral, but she couldn't stay away. The freshly laid dirt was wet from the rain that poured, and the smell of it almost washed away the invisible smell of dying roses and death. Almost.
Her feet took her directly to his grave. It was a long walk from where she parked, and there didn't seem to be a single being in the graveyard. She counted her steps as she walked.
104 steps to the fork in the path, 54 steps to the row he laid in, 19 steps to his grave.
The mud was thick by his grave, the tombstone wet from raindrops, but she could still make out the letters engraved in the white stone. Artemis took a few steps forward-- 4 steps-- until she was standing right in front of the stone that held his name. The dates were not correct, he had lived for much longer than 50 years. With her soft fingers, she traced over each letter of his name, each letter of the false dates of living. They felt smooth under her fingers, but the comfort wasn't enough.
"Aeron..."
The words came out as a whisper, her fingers still tracing the letters of his name. There was a crack in the tombstone, and the same crack in her voice. She kneeled in the mud, not noticing the dirt that flooded her jeans. Her hands found her stomach, holding in softly as she pulled her fingers away from the engraved letters. Suddenly, her body became uncomfortable, and she adjusted her sitting position; cross-legged so her growing belly could sit comfortably. Her body, now encompassed by the mud of his fresh grave, was across from the tombstone.
"She'll be here soon."
Artemis looked down at her stomach, her hand rubbing the top of the fabric that covered the 8 months of growth. It was a girl; they found that out a few months ago. Her eyes flicked up from her belly to the tombstone, where she kept picturing his face. Tears started to spill down her cheeks, something started to grow in her throat.
"We'll name her Anya, right?"
She laughed through her tears. Anya Elise, remember? She began to wipe the wet stains from her cheeks. Artemis took in a shaky breath, trying to blink away the tears but they wouldn't stop. They started flowing faster, from one drop to a constant stream. Her breathing became shallow, and she had to gasp for a few breaths. Her right hand grasped her stomach with force.
"I n--need you, remember?"
Her hands fell into her palms, and knitted under her hair were her fingers. It was the breakdown that she knew was going to happen. Artemis pulled at the roots of her hair, still gasping for air as she cried, sitting deep in the mud. Everything seemed to blur in front of her, so she put the palms of her hands over her eyes and lifted her face, baring her teeth to stop the pain.
It didn't stop.
Her face was reddened and her nails were dug deep in her scalp. Her cries became loud, but no one was around to hear. She cursed in between sobs, her voice cracking and breaking with each word. Her heart felt like it was going a thousand miles per hour, her head was beginning to spin, and she felt like she was choking.
"Please come back, please, please..."
The pleading didn't stop, not for moments upon moments. It continued until she was yelling to any God to bring him back, and whispering 'please' over and over. The words seemed to bring her some comfort, since she felt she could breathe again, enough to speak, though still with a shake. Her right hand went back to the stomach; the eight months of growth, the child he wanted so badly.
Her left hand released from her hair, and went back to the gravestone in front of her. It almost felt like holding him, except it was cold and hard, but she tried to make it real. She needed it to be real.
"She needs you-- ---I need you --please come back."
and i’m l o n e l y; there, i said it i’m lonely but it’s { hard to admit it } when everybody thinks that you’re fine all the time and you’re not
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Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache
Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together
Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake
Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours
Mistletoe: Our characters will share a kiss under the mistletoe.
Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave
Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa
Bleed: My character will injure your character
Dream: My character will have a dream about your character
Letters: Our characters will write letters to one another.
Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.
Holiday: Our characters will spend a holiday together.
Apologize: My character will apologize to yours.
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.
O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.
O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours.
O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours.
O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours.
O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours.
O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify.
O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.
Regrets: I’ll write a drabble about my character having regrets about yours.
Heaven: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to heaven.
Hell: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to hell.
Purgatory: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to purgatory.
Time: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.
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Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up.
Accept me: I will write a drabble about my character accepting yours or vice versa. /Or both to accept one another/
Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.
Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]
Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.
Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.
Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]
Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.
Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Forgive me: I will write a drabble about my character forgiving yours or vise versa.
Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.
Humor Me: I’ll write a funny drabble about our characters.
Hustle Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters hustling.
Humiliate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character doing something humiliating to yours.
Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Hunt with me: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together.
Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to
Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]
Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.
Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.
Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.
Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]
Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]
Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]
Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa.
Reunite Me: I’ll write a drabble of our characters reuniting together.
Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. specify
Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.
Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.
Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.
Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]
Text me: I’ll write a drabble about my character texting yours or your character texting mine.
Trick Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character tricking your character.
Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]
X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]
Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]
Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]
Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.
Take Me: my character will kidnap yours
Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind.
Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’
Grope Me: my character will grope yours.
Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.
Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character
Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner
Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours
Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body
Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun
Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.
Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else.
Own me: My character owns your character.
Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify.
Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.
Give Me: my character will give yours a gift Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly.
Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!)
Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three.
Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick.
Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)
Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.
Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify.
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.
Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it.
Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank).
Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other.
Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.
Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours.
Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.
Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.
Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.
Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa.
Thief: My/your character has stolen something from yours/mine and plans to escape with said item. (Be specific on who gets which role)
Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever)
Sky: Our characters are stargazing.
Seer: An event with our characters in the past or future.
Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.)
Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.
I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple
Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.
Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.
« : memory from the past with your character
» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream]
¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours]
☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget
Joke: My character pulling a prank on yours
School: How out chacrters live through a school day. Specify class if needed.
Song: My charcter singing a song to yours, or vice versa.
Gloves: How my charcter deals with news from yours, Specify
Snow flake: Our characters in the cold together.
Shop — I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping. Cook — I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together. Sleep — I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.
Nightmare: I’ll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa. Kiss: I’ll write our characters sharing a kiss, it can be innocent or passionate. Traumatic: I’ll write my or your characters going through a traumatic experience. Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra. Home: I’ll write our characters living together. Holiday: I’ll write our characters celebrating a holiday together. Prank: I’ll write our characters pulling pranks on each other. Scars: I’ll write your character touching my character’s scars or vice versa Sketching: I’ll write your character drawing mine or vice versa Warmth: I’ll write our characters getting warm. Solace: I’ll write my character comforting yours or vice versa Drink: I’ll write our characters drinking together Game: I’ll write our characters playing a game. Love: I’ll write our character’s falling in love. Death: I’ll write our character’s mourning over each other. Hate: I’ll write our character’s hating each other. Seduce: I’ll write my character trying to seduce yours or vice versa Old: I’ll write our characters growing old together Song: I’ll write our character’s singing or playing a musical instruments. Child: I’ll write our characters raising a child. Poem: I’ll write my character speaking a poem to yours or vice versa Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa
Rivalry — I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other.
Obsession — I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa.
Proposal — My character proposes to your character. Vise versa.
Celebration — Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party.
Secret — My character tells your character a secret.
Promise — My character makes a promise to your character.
Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someones lips.
Quidnunc - One who always has to know what is going on.
Ultracrepidarian - Of one who speaks or offers opinions on matters beyond their knowledge.
Apodyopis - The act of mentally undressing someone.
Gymnophoria - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy by dancing.
Autolatry - The worship of one’s self.
Cagamosis - An unhappy marriage.
Gargalesthesia - The sensation caused my tickling.
Capernoited - Slightly intoxicated or tipsy.
Lalochezia - The use of abusive language to relieve stress or ease pain.
Cataglottism - Kissing with tongue.
Basorexia - An overwhelming desire to kiss.
Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.
Grapholagnia - The urge to stare at obscene pictures.
Agelast - A person who never laughs.
Wanweird - An unhappy fate.
Dystopia - Am imaginary place of total misery. A metaphor for hell.
Petrichor - The smell of dry rain on the ground.
Anagapesis - The feeling when one no longer loves someone they once did.
Malapert - Clever in manners of speech.
Duende - Unusual power to attract or charm.
Concilliabule - A secret meeting of people who are hatching a plot.
Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it”.
Lygerastia - The condition of one who is only amorous when the lights are out.
Ayurnamat - The philosophy that there is no point in worrying about events that cannot be changed.
Sphallolalia - Flirtatious talk that leads no where.
Baisemain - A kiss on the hand.
Druxy - Something which looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside.
Mamihlapinatapei - The look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move.
Pumpkin: Your character and mine doing some halloween decorating