#tigerweaver

[singofus-a]

@tigerweaver​ asked: ❛  you were dead.  yet, here you are. ' ( for ari.<3 ) 

❥     feeling   things   ,   a   sentence   meme   . | Accepting

“Here I am. Thanks to you, my lord.”

The words were repeated as her now warmed hands rested against his chest. His heart thrummed beneath her fingers. She never felt so happy to be alive, even if the events of her death were awful to think of. Right now, they did not even cross her mind with ever thought of him running through her. How he did the seemingly impossible with her, how he even came to do so in the first place.

Blue eyes met his, tearful but happy.

“You are awfully persistent. I hope to take on that quality.” She said then with a bright smile, having already cried enough out of joy. Now she just rested in this persistent and mellow happiness with him near and her health truly restored.

[brokenbow]

( from side - blog: @thotyspeeds ) stealin' another one of them cows. for the good ol' days. will parade the cows around his brother's temples too~~

"I see someone wants an arrow in their butt." Apollo was already pulling back his bowstring.

Luckily for Hermes, the tip was a suction cup. He was close enough now with his stinky little brother that he didnt want to actually hurt the guy, but that couldnt go unpunished in some way.

[penniesfortheferryman]

"Oh, hello. What brings you here?” Kharon greets, shifting his oar between his hands, as to pull his boat to the side. Bright amber eyes looking up to Hera, curiously. It was rare these days to get visits from any of the other Gods. He hopes it’s nothing serious, but when do they come to visit him just for fun? The very thought, makes him sigh.

@tigerweaver // @herath​ // closed.

[seekesotsibteadmist]

@tigerweaver​

[x]

   Looking like they had emerged from a truly disastrous event, Saima felt a strange kind of calm. A certain satisfaction that could only come from answering some of the impulses that they often kept deeply hidden. But tonight was not those nights to act otherwise, the sight of the now mostly abandoned club was invigorating and it inspired them to give a gentle kiss to Dionysus. A deep irony in the gentleness that they were capable of after dealing out such damage.

A small smile appears on their face as they take in the scenery and notice how Dio had grabbed a glass and a bottle. “I think I would like one as well. A shot feels especially suitable right now.“

[panthecn]

@tigerweaver​:  📜 ( for your apollo ??? ) || the incorrect generator meme || always accepting

Apollo: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.

Dionysus: I think you mean cards.

Apollo, pulling knives out of their sleeves: No, I do not.

[brokenbow]

Misssed hiiiiim. ❤️

((And I missed y'all <3

[seekesotsibteadmist]

@tigerweaver​

[x]

   Perhaps Saima was feeling a little more mischievous. The discovery channel was decent enough, but when Dionysus was nearby - it seemed like tv wasn’t high on their list of priorities. At least not that channel.

So if their appearance was a surprise, they hoped that it would be a good one.

“Surprise, surprise. Hope my interruption isn’t a bad one.“ They responded with a teasing tone to their voice. The feeling of her fingers against their legs was sending a little bit of delight through them.

“The discovery channel is fine enough. But forgive me for wanting more of your attention than anything else. “

[singofus-a]

@tigerweaver​ continued from x

A soft hand traces gently down her wife’s back, delighting in having her so close as the other is busy entwined with ‘sussie’s. She knew how dear to her wife she was, but sometimes she just wished to have that physical assurance. Ariadne could not be anything but content with ‘sussie showering her with love and feeding her grapes.

She chewed on a few of said grapes as she thought on their random question. Blue eyes trailed to their twined fingers and the golden ring glistening on her own hand. A smile.

“I do. Isn’t it love at first sight that has us here in the first place?” It was her wife, after all, that found her and attached herself to Ariadne initially. Even when Ariadne had wished to push everything away and lose herself to her sadness. Had it not been for the traumatic circumstances, Ariadne now thought perhaps she would have fallen for her spouse then too. Perhaps not in this feminine form though, for Ariadne had not yet accepted her attractions for female features yet. Very naive. “Or have I given myself the wrong impression?”

It wouldn’t matter if she had, they were firmly in love now. That is what mattered.