“ hey babe. “ he says with a small smile. “ do you want me to put some aside for you? or, you could come over and i could make you a real dinner. “ he glanced up the cutting board when he offered it, holding out a pepper slice.
“i’m working late, amor. perhaps we could reschedule?” she asks, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “i would appreciate you packing me some veggies though.” without grabbing it herself, she takes a bite from the pepper slice.
there were moments when zachariah wished he still had his full abilities, especially when the rain wasn’t letting up- leaving small dots of moisture on his suit. he shook out his umbrella once he was inside the hallway of the club, mumbling under his breath. once it was closed, he left it next to the door and straightened his jacket before stepping further into the building.
“ they really should’ve invested in waterproof clothing that wasn’t a monstrosity from the nineties by now. “
vega, constantly being surrounded by technology, looks up from her phone to see who had come in. she’s draped across one of the club’s couches, phone in the air above her. “you could always try a poncho, but that’s not a look i would suggest. give it another cycle, maybe you’ll finally have the waterproof clothing of your dreams. for now, i’d suggest a large umbrella.”
blue orbs stared into the wall opposite them, with a look that almost read as questioning before they snapped back to reality. blinking a few times, willow looked back at the person they had been talking to before a vision overtook her. “i’m sorry what were you saying?” she asked them, however she barely let them get a word out before she cut them off again. “i wouldn’t go back to your apartment until later by the way… wouldn’t want to go there now.” was the message vauge? maybe. a little cryptic? yes.
vega looks up from her laptop, having been scrolling through the latest instagram posts and mumbling to herself. “huh? oh i didn’t...” she trails off, listening to the other’s cryptic warning. “that’s...a lot to unload.” she swears under her breath in spanish. “any specific details? should i call the police?” she recognizes the girl from god club and figures she might as well head the warning and grab another cup off coffee.
“heard you got hit by a car, mon amour,” she says, a ghost of a small playing on her lips, “i’m curious, how did you manage that?” if it was anyone else, she might actually be worried. “i hope you’re feeling well but if not, i’d be happy to take the week off and play nurse for you.”
mateo continued cutting up the vegetables he had laid out for a salad. there next meeting was meant to be a potluck and the man had very little cooking abilities outside of salads and soups, he was hoping that he if threw enough vegetables into it, no one would complain. at the sound of the door opening, mateo glanced up. “ hello? who’s there? “
“just me.” she says, her right hand raising slightly in a small wave. “i was hoping to steal some food before i left, i didn’t realize anyone was in here.” she takes a seat on one of the stools and grabs a carrot slice from the vegtables.
[ ANA DE ARMAS. CISFEMALE. SHE/HER. ] VEGA VILLIANUVA aka APHRODITE has been a member of the God Club for SEVEN YEARS. This time around they are TWENTY-EIGHT years old and a PROFESSIONAL MATCHMAKER. They ARE devoted to returning to Olympus because SHE WANTS TO RETURN TO FULL POWER. Currently they only possess the power of LOVE MANIPULATION.
hi i’m kat, i’m 23 and i never fucking learned to spellcheck.
this is my pride and joy, vega. she’s soft and hates monogamy thank u for coming to my ted talk.
vega was born in paris, france to spanish-cuban immigrants.
she moved to the us at 18 to study communications and english literature at nyu
she was a year away from graduation when she was approached about being a goddess. she brushed them off and went about her life but over the next few months she started to discover she was controlling her friends’ relationships. she started going to god club that week.
vega remembers very little about her past as aphrodite and cannot determine what’s her memories and what’s things she’s read.
she hates her gift of love manipulation. she knows that as aphrodite she’s supposed to be much more powerful and finds it frustrating to be deduced to something of a cupid. that’s why she’s determined to return to olympus.
deciding to put what she could do to use, she became a professional matchmaker for the rich.
she falls in love easily and is always worried it’s because of her power.
she cannot control other gods at this level of power and feels much more comfortable around them because of this.
vega is very soft on the exterior but she’s easily insulted and rather petty. she only wants to befriend people but often finds herself acting out and becoming childish, starved for attention. based on the myths she’s read, she figures this comes from her old life as aphrodite
she’s fluent in french, spanish and english.
vega has no preference in sexual or romantic partner.
and a little about the goddess...
i consider uranus to be aphrodite’s father and ignore the version of her being the child of zeus and dione.
that’s kinda the only thing i wanted to point out idk why i made this an entire section
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