“wine and whine?” she asked, flicking her wrist as two glasses appeared. a big, dramatic sigh.

why does dionysus look like that

//i miss mel

she grinned at this and cheerfully clinked her glass against melinoe’s. “you understand me,” mel decided, giving an affirmative nod to the thought, making it fact in the matter. “and romance is trash. i am through with it. boys suck. girls are complicated.”

“get ‘em”

good afternoon ~

do you dream of me?

hush ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍CODENAME : ☠︎

…. plops on 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐄

“you’re my cushion,” she agreed, grinning as she just laid atop the goddess like it was no big deal.

painting the reader’s nails

a soft smile. “you’re more than just a cure to boredom,” she assured.

“a friend? or have i misunderstood?” a genuine question. mel had always struggled with understanding cues and labels.

her expression softened, showing that brief moment of her thoughts. “i do,” she replied gently. “i think you can understand me better than most.”

“i feel judged before i ever feel an attempt to be understood,” she agreed, now embracing the goddess in what could be considered a hug. “i hide behind my stage persona.”

“what? really…. you’re… you’re actually offering that?” she asked, blinking as she pulled away. “i’m just surprised.”