#wineworshipped

[oldnectaric]

@wineworshipped asked: Oh, gods. What I wouldn’t do to avoid having to see you again—you’re the absolute worst, you know that, right? Just fucking awful.

hera was the perfect image of composure, even going so far as to slide a smile into place. to stand with a facade of such calm when a tempest raged beneath the mask was an impressive skill, one she had long since mastered after many years sharing court with insufferable bastards and mouthy siblings.

"oh, dionysus, lovely to see you, as always," she cooed, regarding him with the same, sickly sweet smile and crinkled eyes. "your way with words continues to inspire me."

extending a hand, hera reached out to cup the god's cheek, running her thumb along the cheekbone. her grip tightened, slowly at first, growing more vice-like as the seconds passed. "if you really wish never to see me again..." her thumbnail dug into his skin, smile falling. "then you'll have to drop dead."

[nectaric]

♡ | @wineworshipped

PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME .

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t . (except, i'll bold for athena and italic for hermes)

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to my muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

[victoriousfidelity]

@wineworshipped, from here.

"Well, that seems like an error on our part, doesn't it?" She shifts easily as he leans against her, wrapping an arm around him. Lips press against his head as it rests upon her shoulder, before her cheek settles against the same spot while he twists a red curl around his fingers. What a pair they make.

The nickname makes her chuckle lightly though, both because it is a classic Dio-ism in spite of his melancholy mood, and because it indirectly invokes a kenning she's not heard in far too long: Leiðarstjarna. The North Star - steadfast, constant, guiding. Always a fitting thing for the Goddess of Fidelity to be associated with.

"Don't be ridiculous, of course it extends to you. All things considered, surely it only makes sense that I'd have a soft spot for outcasts - regardless of their affiliations?" A beat, and her faltering smile fades even more. "I do think you're right, though, about people taking advantage. Or at least, it has sometimes been the case."

[victoriousfidelity]

@wineworshipped, from here.

Sigyn doesn't say these things simply to be kind. Yes, she dislikes seeing her friends unhappy and will always do what she can to try and alleviate their sadness - or failing that, make sure that they know they aren't alone in their feelings.

But she's also acutely aware of the fact that, sometimes, things just need to be felt.

"No, you haven't, but I think I'd like to meet her. She sounds smart - and well-meaning, even if that sort of attitude... Doesn't really work, for the likes of us." She reaches for his hand, offering it a squeeze that communicates everything from empathy through to understanding.

"Dio, do you..." She sighs. "You do know what story they tell about me. The only story. The one where the people who raised me quite literally tore my family apart, and even in that the mortals reduce me to a bystander who was too weak or... Naive to do anything remotely consequential in the aftermath. I understand the way you're feeling - I do. But would you tell me that the sum of all I am is solely what they say about me now? Because I don't think you would."

[victoriousfidelity]

@wineworshipped, from here.

"Oh, it's a skill; I can find any morose deities within a ten mile radius of wherever I happen to be." She replies, deadpan, as she slips into the row behind him. "Or, if you prefer: I heard about the demolition, and I presumed I'd find you paying your respects."

Sigyn takes a seat two to the left of his, leaning forward as she rests her crossed arms on the back of the seat in front of her. Their faces are more or less level as he leans back, and even in the dimming light she can recognise the look in his eyes.

Her gaze moves to the stage for a moment, to the dying light. Places like this should never be so still.

At his following comment, she gives something like a laugh. "Isn't that the way of things, when one is undying? Besides - you were here, first."

[victoriousfidelity]

@wineworshipped said: "See? I'm not just a pretty face." 200 random dialogue prompts. | accepting.

"Oh, but it's a very pretty face," She teases with a smile. "You're just lucky you've got the wit and personality to match."

[oldnectaric]

@wineworshipped asked: Flash sale at my place, everything is 100% off!

"i'm not coming to your orgy, di." ares scowled, giving the other god a very solitary display of his middle finger, before both arms folded neat across his broad chest. how many times had they been through this song and dance? how many times had ares told dionysus to get stuffed? too many, that was for sure. ares hoped there would be a lot more. "you gotta at least buy me dinner first."

[singofus]

@wineworshipped asked: "You don't have to say anything. I understand." 💋 ( to Ariadne, xo)

"Shut Up" Kiss starters | accepting

Lips softly pressing to hers brought her head out from beneath dark clouds.

He held her close.

Her bright flame.

A man who found her at the moment she needed it and swept her up into heady whirlwind of wine, laughter and many a kiss. Enough to distract her from her past, and make her realise that with Theseus she hadn't truly been cared for. His kisses hadn't filled her entire spirit with warmth as Dionysus' did.

You don't have to say anything. I understand.

Words were spoken, and her eyes remained closed, forehead leaning forward to press to his - chasing the closeness of him. It took her a moment to feel the trickle of tears down her cheek, evidence still of the ache in her heart. She nodded and sniffled just a little, a hand coming to gently cup his cheek.

Mornings were still difficult, even after a night filled with merriment and joyful abandon. It had been a morning when she had woken alone. A morning when she had realised she was left behind. When what little confidence she had crumbled and the life she knew evaporated.

"A part of me still does not believe you to be real." She softly murmurs after a pause of silence. "A man as beautiful, as understanding, as you feels impossible to exist." A smile is attempted as dark eyes open to gaze into his.