power, is power

That’s what ruling is. Lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out before they strangle you in your sleep.

[cybervamp]

As the woman stepped in Seifer turned round and noticed the scent was family. “Sorry, but what things?” he asked slightly confused. How large was this clan exactly? Who else was he to meet?  

[artemisiaeickenhorst]

“Strays.” Artemisia breathed, eyeing the man rather obviously, venom on her lips. She was never very fond of strangers, especially in her own home. “My husband is always bringing home strays.” 

[marcelluseickenhorst]

He couldn’t help, but let out a soft, low chuckle at her annoyance. He did not mind the company, especially since they, most of the time, were either really really quiet, or not even in the house. Marcel went down the stairs to greet her, a smirk upon his lips. “Well, darling dear, for the past few months, it wasn’t even your house to begin with. But I like this. This frat house atmosphere. Don’t you?”

[artemisiaeickenhorst]

“I bought the house, if I remember correctly?” She hummed back, eyes sharp but lips pulled into a small smirk, the delight she felt at the sight of him almost clear on her features. And if she were being truthful, she had missed him, but she was rarely truthful. “But no, I don’t. I miss my Eden -- I leave for a month and you burn its walls down. In no way do I enjoy the new atmosphere.”

[artemisiaeickenhorst]

@marcelluseickenhorst

When she said everything was off, everything was off. Dropping her bag at the door, Artemis made her way through the house, anger already bubbling through her core. 

“Marcel,” She called quietly, knowing good and well he’d hear, “Marcel, why the in the seven hells has my home been turned into a frat house!”

[stellagibson]

[artemisiaeickenhorst]

“Well, I suppose some things do stay the same.” 

[artemisiaeickenhorst]

"I can hear you breathing.” Artemis sighed, running her hands over her face to clear her eyes of the running water before demanding, “What?”

[lord-snow-blog]

[gfvamps-deactivated20200415]

Dionysus found you looking out at the sea. You had brought down a kingdom, not Theseus, you. Now, there are only songs of how Theseus slayed the minotaur, and everyone forgetting about the little princess. The little princess who whispered into the hero’s ear. The little princess who convinced him to kill the beast. Dionysus found you and saw your true nature. He loved it, and made you immortal.

ariadne’s true nature / t.g. (via zedmartinis)