#artemiisms

[reallyrandomtj]

@artemiisms said in the comments HERE: Hermes vc Heh. My fiance is very easy to fluster. One of the many things about him that make him so loveable.

Since the doctor has run away, Aventurine had to go to plan B. ( Aven @ Ratio: "Consequences of running away" || @badrcputation )

"Fiancé? The doctor has been busy. I'm curious to know what else he has done that you find so loveable about Dr Ratio, of course that is if you're open to expressing them ~ I know HE is a private man and wouldn't likely explain his feelings about someone else to me"

How much information can Aventurine gather before Ratio steps in... or will the doctor remain hidden under his Alabaster head.

[badrcputation]

Looking at Reca, Wrio & Eli. If you could put Dio in ANY outfit, what would you pick? Asking for no reason in particular-

— "Virgin killer sweater." Shameless. "Or, I could see him in a very sparkly, floor length, blood red dress. Oh, and I would fall on my knees for a biker jacket look, with combat boots and all..."

— "The Emperor's New Clothes, is that an acceptable answer?"

— He ponders on it for a few moments. "You know that Lady Gaga look where she wears nothing but police tape? Yeah, that."

[barxlupin]

@artemiisms

"Grandfather is in a bad mood and he's about to make it everyone's problem."

As if to confirm Theódoros' words, the air fills with more thunderclap, dark clouds covering the sky.

"We'd better return to the palace before it starts raining." He takes Telemachus' hand, intent on taking the prince back home.

[solarisligatus]

@artemiisms replied to your post “Rest in peace Uncle.”:

Hermes vc Hey! I can't get killed that easily!

"Sometimes I still hear his voice..."

[draconicfool]

"I think- maybe f'er th' first time ever, I don't wanna get up t' go t' work." Only because they were currently extremely comfortable lounging in the lap of the other. Tail wagging gently as they ran their fingers through the other's hair. "Jus' five more minutes..."

@artemiisms || sc.

[dragetunge]

@artemiisms liked for a starter (Hermies!!)

[❇]—;

"So....your pantheon just has a whole god to deliver them messages?" He asks curiously. "Wouldn't I dunno birds work too?"

[worldclassmenageriie]

( Hermes @ Unicorn!! ) “I like the rain and all, but being stuck inside is so boring.”

The ethereal creature chuckled, a voice like the chiming of silver bells. Thin, deer-like legs folded underneath her as she rested beside the messenger god in the cave, taking respite from the rain.

"I would think a being such as yourself, Messanger, wouldnt be put off by a little rain."

Her coat and mane still hung heavy with rain as she took shelter after the start of the storm but here it was warm at least.

[badrcputation]

Dionysus is trembling, shaking, tearing up, as he approaches Reca. He's been staying so strong the entire time, wanting to be someone Hermes can lean on the day he finally decides to take a break from his duties. But it seems they're finally getting somewhere with the situation, and Veritas has a theory that Reca can assist with, which leaves Dionysus a little emotional. The deity wraps his arms around his fiance. "Can- Can you, please, help my brother and his husband-? Please....? Veritas has a theory and y- you can help with that- Please, help...."

— Maybe he's developed a sixth sense for it, or maybe he can feel it in the air, but he just knows Dio hasn't been in a great headspace. His arms extended, he welcomes Dionysus into his embrace and listens to him. He's been keeping an eye and ear out for the happenings with Veritas - and the effect of his new position has had on him and his family.

"I hear you, dearest." He replies quietly, a hand coming to weave through Dio's wine colored curls, a gentleness that's reserved for his deity only. "I cannot read your memories, so you'll have to fill me in on things, yes? I'm of course willing to help your brother and that dear doctor of his... what is it that you need me to do?"

[barxlupin]

@artemiisms ordered:

( Dionysus @ James!! Hehe ) 🛁

JOIN MY MUSE IN THE SHOWER / BATHTUB

"Hello, dear."

A single golden eye opens at the sound of the bathroom door creaking open. Through the thick layer of steam (because James likes his baths scalding hot), the bartender can see Dionysus' familiar figure stepping inside, already without a stitch of clothing on, much to the silver-haired man's delight.

Still, he holds his arms out to the other in silent invitation, shifting a little to make room as the deity slides into the water. James immediately wraps his arms around Dionysus' waist, sitting up so he can rest his head on his boyfriend's chest with a happy little sound.

[draconicfool]

Surrounded by husbands...all booping you....

[skyfallstarlights]

@artemiisms:

yes yes yes yes yes yes yes hand the deity au over

//: I offer!! One silly goober! Whose pretty proud of being ' Wandering Star'

[badrcputation-moved]

In what can only be described as pure fucking rage, Hermes rips Boothill's soul right out of Veritas' body. He starts to grow in size, becoming many times taller than his actual height- gigantic, even. Feet and hands turn into terrifying bird claws, holding the cowboy so very tightly in his hand that it becomes hard for the mortal to breathe and oh so very clear that he doesn't intend to let him go. Every single feather on his body grows as well. In fact the deity even gains several more, including a pair of wings on his back, adding to his bird-like features. Finally, Hermes' teeth become sharper and one bird head grows on each shoulder.

The air has gotten colder and the sky has gone dark, with the only bit of light coming from the deity himself. As he speaks, his voices ( the bird heads speak at the same time ) are booming, thunderous, terrifying- making everything around them shake.

"D̶͕͙̓̌͑͐̑Ô̶̤̗͓̤̑̍̀ ̴͚̯̫̑̋̂̍͌Y̶̟̋̕O̵̪̿̀̐ͅƯ̴͆͐̔͜ ̵̫̝̽H̷̛̪͉̞̲̤͆͒A̵̦̥̙͕͗̀͠Ṽ̸̨̬̓È̶̠͉͎͙̋͜ ̶͚̳́Ą̵͔̽̀N̶̺̻̞̼̉͗Y̵̨̭̤̼̽͋ ̷̟̼̘̋͜Ỉ̶̡̲̩͋͒͠ͅḊ̵̢̅Ȇ̷̤̺͔̃Ä̴͚̟́͜ ̴͖͙̜̞͖̈͋̃͝W̴͖͕͔̗̾Ḩ̵̛̤͙̩͙̿̽̚͝O̸͛͒̓́̕ͅ ̵̥̾͝Y̶͙͛͛̏̓Ọ̸̡̟̀̕Ư̸̺̣̻͔̥͊̅̚̕'̷̧̗̺͋̒̏Ŗ̷̠̠͕͙̍E̵̠͈͆̐ ̷̧̀̿F̸͍̹̰͛̒̐U̴̡̯̩̓̎̀̄C̶̩̰̪̯̑̏̈́̑͜͝Ḵ̸͉̘͈̓I̷̻͊̐̊Ṋ̸̽̌G̵͙̠̫̉̒̈́͜͠ ̷̗͖̙̦̭̉̂̋͝W̷͗̂͑̃̾͜I̶̛̤̩͕Ṭ̵͆̄H̴̙͙͇̓̅?̶̘̭̮̜͉̇̊͛!̵̯̼̆̒"

— Staring through the scholar's eyes, the cowboy's spirit only chuckles - until his literal soul is grabbed and torn from his unfortunate vessel. He looks up at the monstrous, sky-shattering image of the deity. In the face of certain death, he merely flinches. He's not scared of dying- he's met with death multiple times. The only thing that scares him now is how him, his people will be forgotten, forever lost to time. All thanks to the scumbags who sponsor this very scholar and his pompous gang of intellectuals.

"I know exactly who I'm fucking with."

The scholar, barely conscious, stares at the sky, thoughts lost between the here and now, and his uncertain fate.

The ghost, held in the deity's claws, keeps his stance firm. "You ain't getting rid of me that easily." No matter what, he had to fight. But for now, he'll yield.

The scholar looks up. His body shakes, can't tell if it's the cold, or the pure terror he's had to endure. His eyes seem to say 'thank you', before his consciousness fades, and he passes out.

[solarisligatus]

Orpheus is going grabby hands at his wife!! Come give him a smooch!

Excited little wife is jumping into his arms and pressing kisses all over his face before she finally presses her lips to his. Gently running her fingers through his hair. She rests her forehead against his once she pulls away, humming softly. "Hello, love~."

[badrcputation]

Purring, Dionysus approaches Wriothesley from behind and wraps his arms around his waist. "I believe it's someone's special day," he purrs into his fiance's ear, "Happy birthday to the most wonderful and handsome man I've ever met~! Will you go to your bedroom with me? I've got a couple of presents for you." And that includes the deity himself. Should the man choose to turn around, he'll find his fiance wearing something extra special for today.

— "Who told you?" He asks, a light chuckle in his voice; he turns his head to the side to give him a kiss on the cheek. He slowly peels the deity's hands off of himself to turn and walk to the bedroom without any second thought. But then he sees the outfit, and an involuntary blush creeps up onto his cheeks, warming his usually ice-cold skin.

"And this is one of my presents I'm assuming? I'm definitely taking it as one. Do I get to unwrap it too?" Another chuckle escapes him, taking Dio's hand into his, and bringing it up to his lips for a gentle kiss. "And you're telling me there's even more? You spoil me, love."

[barxlupin]

@artemiisms ordered:

( Dionysus @ James. Because I bet they would - ) [ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

NSFW PROMPTS - LESS CRINGY EDITION

"You're so impatient..." James laughs softly, forever amused by Dionysus' attempts at undoing his pants, eager and desiderous.

They're crammed in the back of James' car. The parking lot is desert and silent, only the noises leaving their lips breaking the quiet of the evening.

The god of wine seems to lose patient, letting the waistband of James' pants go in favor of taking a hold of the silver-haired man's hips, big hands almost completely spanning the width of that tiny waist as he pulls the bartender's body close to his own.

"O-oh..." James gasps softly, bracing himself with his hands on his boyfriend's broad chest, legs tightening where he's straddling the other's hips "T-that's... nnh~!" A soft sound leaves his lips as Dionysus starts guiding his hips into swaying against his own.

"T-take me back... to your place--ah!" He whispers, voice already growing hoarse with pleasure, a groan leaving his lips as his hips stutter in Dionysus' grip "Please, mo ghrá...!"