darling ariadne

Thee, thee, O sister, wherever amidst the starry heavens thou shinest. independent ariadne of greek mythology sideblog follows from hueheld

[ofstarrycrowns]

“No, no one’s killing each other. They’re all having miraculous escapes. Wouldn’t be any fun otherwise.” from @shatteredionysus

“Well so long as no one’s dying I suppose.” 

She didn’t think another death could be tolerated. A miracle of sorts was welcome to the blonde. But to hear that no fun would be had, well that definitely sounded slightly odd. 

“And how is this fun for you, mister revels in madness of all sorts?” 

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Manhandling symbol starters

Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

Add as much or as little context as you’d like!

[justanotherrpmemeblog]

Send “Oops” for your muse to catch mine in just a towel.

[rp-meme-central]

Good Omens - Episode 2: The Book - sentence starters

1. “I would like to purchase one of your material objects.” 

2. “_____ are so simple. And so easily fooled.” 

3. “Something smells evil.” 

4. “We are ______. Never forget that.” 

5. “I don’t trust you, ______.” 

6. “I didn’t mean to fall. I just hung around the wrong people.”  

7. “What a day, eh? Nearly didn’t find the place. Somebody doesn’t believe in signposts, eh?” 

8. “It’s a lovely place you’ve got here. Always wanted to come here on my holidays.” 

9. “Thou art tardy. I should have been aflame ten minutes since.” 

10. “Even though ______ is dead, we must study her/his/their book. For ______ knew the future.” 

11. “You’re the one who’s going to have to save the world.”

12. “Just a few more minutes, ______. I’m putting the old computer back together.” 

13. “I do hope the man from the electric isn’t going to be upset again.” 

14. “Is there a way that I could do this without putting it in the computer?” 

15. “Sorry. Just… not very good with computers.” 

16. “I’m commanded by an ancient family prophecy. I’m going to use all the wisdom and witchcraft at my disposal to hunt down the heart of darkness, and then do all that I can to destroy it before it brings about the end of the world.”

17. “Get your wallet out, ______. A little word of advice: you never want to appear tight-fisted on your first acquaintance.” 

18. “You have your own teeth?” 

19. “What a gorgeous village, huh?”

20. “You know what you’ve done. You’ve disappointed me.” 

21. “This is going to hurt you so much more than it’ll hurt me.” 

22. “There really is no need for that kind of language.” 

23. “Hello. I’m here about the advert in the paper?” 

24. “Welcome to the _______ army, new recruit. You are, as of now, ______ Private _______.” 

25. “We used to be powerful. We used to be important.” 

26. “When you did the baby swap ______ years ago, could something have gone wrong?” 

27. “Watch out for that pedestrian!” 

28. “She’s/he’s/they’re on the street, she/he/they know(s) the risk she’s/he’s/they’re taking.” 

29. “You can’t do 90 mlp in _______! You’ll get us killed!” 

30. “I still can’t believe your ______ let you keep him/her/them, _______.” 

31. “Our ______ doesn’t like me. It pretends I’m not there.” 

32. “My ______ says that, in ______, they have shops that sell 39 different flavors of ice cream.” 

33. “There aren’t 39 different flavors of ice cream. There aren’t 39 flavors of ice cream in the whole world.” 

34. “There’s a witch moved into _______.” 

35. “My _______ says there’s no such thing as witches.” 

36. “I don’t reckon it’s allowed, going around setting fire to people. Otherwise people’d be doing it all the time.”

37. “I’ve been to Barcelona. I could teach you Spanish. They say ‘Ole’ a lot.” 

38. “Honestly, in this situation, I actually am a witch. I have a big, pointy hat, and we have a cat at home, and I borrowed ______’s broom.” 

39. “I’m going to go home if I can’t have a go. I don’t see why evil ______ should have all the fun.” 

40. “Don’t do it again. Now you get off the torturing swing and let someone else have a turn.” 

41. “I like spooky. Big spooky fan, me.” 

42. “Look at the state of this coat. I’ve kept this in tip-top condition for over _____ years. Now I’ll never get this stain out.”

43. “I’ve looked at this gun. It’s not a proper one at all. It just shoots paint balls.”

44. “Thought your lot disapproved of guns.” 

45. “They wanted real guns, so I gave them what they wanted.” 

46. “I always said you couldn’t trust those people from ______. The bastards!” 

47. “There are people out there shooting at each other.” 

48. “Everyone has free will, including the right to murder.”

49. “No, no one’s killing each other. They’re all having miraculous escapes. Wouldn’t be any fun otherwise.” 

50. “Shut it! I’m a demon, I’m not nice. I’m never nice. Nice is a four-letter word.” 

51. “You didn’t have to do that. You could have just asked her/him/them.” 

52. “What happened to the baby I gave you?” 

53. “There’s a very peculiar feeling to this whole area. I’m astonished you can’t feel it.” 

54. “You hit someone.” 

55. “The answers are always in the book. It’s just sometimes you don’t see them until afterwards.” 

56. “Got any better ideas? Or one, single better idea?” 

57. “Just checking on ______. He’s/she’s/they’re quite sweet, you know, when he’s/she’s/they’re asleep.” 

58. “Ducks! They’re what water slides off.” 

59. “I’m in enough trouble as it is, I’m not going to start returning lost property. That’s what your lot do.” 

60. “Sorry! Right number!” 

[meiselr]

1000 Picspams Challenge | #650 - Modern Ariadne

[thewinedarksea]

f/f february: dido & ariadne

requested by @lucillebluuths (x)

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

“Yes, but what if I want do something for you? You wouldn’t want to leave it up to me, now would you?” Dio grinned at the thought of getting to think of a gift himself, he knew full well how overboard he could get.

He relished it. Ari didn’t always, though he tried his best.

He let his hands wander her gently, affectionate. “And that’s sweet of you, to say. But I’d be anything you needed me to be. Will be. I have been torn apart and born anew before. Even if you’d never ask it of me, I…it is something I would do for you, if I ever had to,” he murmured. Sometimes he remembered finding her, left. Abandoned. And panicked, felt the need to show her that she was loved, adored.

“Oh my you,” she sighed with a bright laugh. “You’ve done enough, I promise. Every day.” Spending time away from the maenads was enough these days. The quiet moments she savored. And he’s done too much for her since the day they met. Ari dared not ask more of him. 

Ariadne shifted to straddle the god’s lap and took his face in her hands, looking directly into his eyes. “Dio, you are enough. I’m happy with you, and pretty sure I make you feel just the same. You’ve given me so much, I still don’t know how to even begin to thank you. What I need, right now, is you. As you are, no more, no less. You’re not like Theseus, you don’t need to prove anything to me,” she continued firmly, though her voice took on bitterness at the mention of her ex’s name. 

“You’re here. Just...don’t die again. Alright?”  

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

“Rarely. I’d do it for you, if you asked it of me, always. Ask me anything, my dear, and I will give it,” Dio said, grinning as he let his hand slide to her hip, and pulled her close by it. And then with the other, pulling her down and onto his lap as he sat back onto the couch, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

“Anything I can give, at least. I probably couldn’t manage sobriety, or celibacy,” he mused, grinning.

She giggled after being pulled down, a light grin about her face. As she settled to get comfortable against Dio, Ari shook her head at his statement. No, she couldn’t ask anything of him. She never wanted for anything with him, simplicity like this was more than enough to the former Cretan princess. 

“Don’t have to give me anything, you’ve done more than enough for me. And I would never ask for you to be anything more than you,” she whispered fondly into his ear. 

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[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

Dio grinned, eyes dancing as he let his gaze run over her. “Nothing at all, dear wife. I simply couldn’t help myself, I’m afraid. Your ass is delightfully tempting,” he charmed, leaning forward to run his hand down her back, before letting it linger on her ass.

“Mmhm, sure,” she teased as she closed her eyes, savoring his touch. After so long, she still ever felt like the maid who had met the god after being stuck somewhere with a fiancé. It sent a small shiver down her spine as she tried not to laugh.

“And since when did you resist temptation?” 

[ofstarrycrowns]

[ spank ] to spank my muse. -shatteredionysus

Ari’s eyes widened when she felt the firm smack against her ass as she sauntered past the god. A soft giggle left her lips as she turned her head to look upon Dio, a smirk at her lips. 

“Yes, husband?” 

@shatteredionysus

[enstorie]

send one to see how my muse reacts  /  rough ( some nsfw ) edition.

[ press ] to roughly push my muse against the wall.

[ guide ] to roughly grab my muse and pull them into a passionate kiss.

[ yank ] to roughly grab my muses arm preventing them from leaving after an argument.

[ pin ] to roughly grab my muses wrists.

[ tug ] to roughly grab my muses hair.

[ rip ] or [ rip + name clothing piece ]  to roughly rip a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ] to spank my muse.

[ choke ] to choke my muse. 

[ push ] to roughly push my muse onto a bed.

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

“I…wouldn’t risk the tea, if I were you. Though she might have just spiked it,” Dio said sheepishly, turning on his side and watching her as she settled down, thankful for the flashlight.

“I might have some myself, then. Or coffee at least. And I’ll talk to her about replacing things. I wasn’t as on top of them as I usually am, the new girl was getting used to ah, feeling my presence. History of hallucinations so was helping her stay…well. Grounded-adjacent,” he promised his wife.  She had every right, by his mind, to interfere as much as she wanted with them.

They were hers, as much as they were his, at least to his thinking. “You know you can discipline them, or command them, as well, too,” he said, tentatively. As he realized he was fairly sure he’d never actually said that. “And oh dear,” he snorted.

“They’re probably already going wild with boredom. I enjoy Netflix as much of anyone, but it’s…it’s adorable, the hold it has on them.”

She silently offered the bowl to Dio and shrugged, so he could try the spiked cereal for himself. It wasn’t bad, but she would rather have the almond milk she had taken to using over the past few years. “Your domain, not mine. Do what you will with them,” she said, calmly. She wasn’t the jealous sort, didn’t pay much mind to who he brought into his fold or who he shared a bed with. 

“Not really my place to interfere with them.” No they were his worshipers, not hers. She served her role well as a consort and adjusted well to being a goddess compared to her time as a mortal. “Just a calm talk with them to not spike the food in the fridge. Or break anything.” 

Ari nodded her head in agreement as she leaned her head back against the couch. 

“How obsessed they are is quite amusing, I agree. Driven to madness over fandoms and equally passionate. We should’ve gone into comics and fan conventions instead of bars and architecture.” 

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

“I…” Dio frowned. She’d had much worse. She’d died. He’d watched her and worried and. It had nearly broken him every time. But he hadn’t let it show, before. Not to her.

“I much prefer snakes. They hissss,” he said, and let his voice go sibilant and serpentine, before giggling. And then forcing himself to stop, swallowing thickly as he careened between the madness he’d set off and his presence beside her. Right here. Her hand in his hair.

He smiled, soft, genuine, almost shy as she wiped off his blood. She was wrong though, they’d need them now. Because of what he did. “You’re beautiful eyes. Your headphones. The…the couch,” his eyes unfocused slightly, as he struggled. “A car on flames, bodies, writhing.”

He was quiet for a moment. The last two aren’t in the room, are they?” he asked, in a very small voice. He saw them anyways, through the eyes of revelers.  “The carpet. I…bled on it. We should get a new one. And the coffee table. I want to keep the coffee table. I like it.”

She allowed a soft giggle to escape her lips at his small antic when talking about snakes. But she continued to play with his hair absently, a small thing to keep herself focused. Not allow allow her mind to wander and gaze into the abyss. She never liked what she saw when the maze came to an end. 

“No they’re not, no cars in this room. Only bodies are ours, and think we’re quite still,” she replied, her voice soft. “But focus on the coffee table, trace it with your eyes,” she instructed in a tender voice, attempting to guide him through a few grounding exercises. “We’ll keep the table, and I’ll have the carpet cleaned tomorrow. Can look into replacing it when things cool down.” 

Her fingers trailed along the side of her husband’s neck, a smile at her lips. 

“But for now, we’re going to calm you down. And hope those outside follow it as well. We got you, it’ll be alright.” Even if it meant she had to talk to Hera in the morning to have Dio spared any harm. To work as a peace keeper, even if it was far outside of her realm. 

“I’ll speak to your father in the morning, try to stave off any conflict. Surely he’ll understand.” Not Zeus though, she didn’t trust that man to save anything. But the god of the underworld, well that was someone she could work with. 

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

“Oh, that was Terra,” Dio called out, from where he’d stumbled his way to the couch. He had a seemingly deific talent for stumbling around and running into things without causing too much trouble unless he wanted to.

His brow furrowed in the dark, as he did his best to recall exactly why. “She replaced all the liquids in the house with liqour. Everything that can be is alcoholic. She thought it was ridiculous that we only had wine. She’s been on this whole vodka thing, she’s dating this russian girl and gets really into cliches when we’re partying,” he said, pulling facts slowly from his mind before chuckling.

“I’ll fix it, when the power’s back up,” he called out. And then hesitated. “Bailey’s is the cream one, right? The one that goes well with coffee?”

After a while, her vision began to grow accustomed to the darkness as she quietly worked her way to the living room, her bowl in one hand and a flashlight she found in the other. She placed the flashlight down on the coffee table and made herself at home on the floor, sitting crosslegged as she took another bite of her alcohol spiked cereal. 

“It is, goes well with Cocoa Puffs too, by the taste of it. Just a little surprised is all. ...She didn’t touch the iced tea too did she? Made it Long Island instead of the passion fruit one that’s in there?” She never interfered with the maenads, but this may be one occasion where she may have to have a sit down with a few of them. Especially this Terra. 

“So how much you want to bet that mortals are losing their collective minds because they don’t have wifi or Netflix?”  

[ofstarrycrowns]

shatteredionysus‌:

For a glorious moment, as she slapped him, Dio thought she was happy. That she was celebrating with him, as the pain rocked through him and his head snapped to the side.

Arousal, anger, and feverish life bubbled in his veins and then-

He met her eyes, and he felt like he was drowning in the same panic that’d started all this, his hand went to his cheek, brow furrowing, so much of himself falling back into his body.

“I…Ari…You were hurt. I. You were hurt,” Dio said, his own voice sounding wounded, confused, more grounded but that panic, that clawing terror, finding it’s way into him as he swallowed thickly, dropping to the ground beside her.

“It doesn’t matter, none of it matters. If they want to fight me, they’ll have to act to strengthen themselves. And if they do that, they won’t trust each other. I just. Can’t you feel them? I hear them. Not just for me, for you, too. Only the puzzles will save them. I…they’ll love you. They’ll pray to you. I just, I want them to sing for you again,” he started to snarl but finished weakly, doubting himself, there was too much in his head, prayer and wine and a whole city gone mad for him.

And then he closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to her thigh, and started to take ragged breaths. Curled up like a kicked puppy. “I…they’re so loud again. It’s, I did it wrong? I did it wrong. It’s hard to think. I forgot how loud they get.  So many, I’m sorry, love. I didn’t. I got so scared. I didn’t mean-” he bit his lip, hard enough to draw his own blood, cutting himself off. “I didn’t think. I never think.”

“Dio, I’ve had worse. You have to remember that. It was practically a papercut.” It’s felt like she died so many times before her immortality truly sank in. What was a small wound that was merely a scratch? “I’m okay,” she whispered as her fingers found way to comb through the foolish god’s hair. 

“It matters to me what happens to you,” Ariadne muttered before nodding her head. Oh, she could feel it alright. The passion touching on madness. But she shook her head at the puzzles. “You know string and snakes are equally effective?” Though these days it was puzzles and mazes, much like the labyrinth of lies that kept them well concealed. “We’re enough, we don’t need them.” 

She continued to stroke his hair before lightly lowering her hand to touch his chin to wipe off some of the blood. “It’s done now, no use taking it back. Just take a deep breath, count down. And tell me five things you can see, right now. In this room.” 

[ofstarrycrowns]

@shatteredionysus from x

Madness was putting it lightly. His reaction to something that was so common place, that was a non-issue was uncalled for. But she knew there was no dissuading him. And all she could do was sit quietly, listening to the sirens and chaos outside with closed eyes that burned with tears. When her eyes opened, pale brown eyes looked to where the small scrape had been, since faded into obscurity. 

Much like their faith, beyond those mortals who were Hellenic. But it was enough for her, to get by. There were ways to adapt, none of them required this. To break oaths. To witness the backlash that this would create. 

But there was one thing to say to the chaos, he was passionate about it. 

When Dio had come home, Ariadne sat quietly on the sofa. Her headphones around her neck, her expression hollow as she stared at her husband. There was no revelry to be found within her, no pride. No sadness. 

But his words had triggered a surge of anger that cause for Ari to cross the room quickly, smacking the god across the face. 

“What the fuck were you thinking Dionysus?” She hissed before shaking her head and taking a step back. 

“Are you aware of how much shit this is going to stir? Hera is going to fucking kill you...again.” 

She sniffed and sat on her knees on the floor. 

“We’re fucked. And not in a fun way.”