greek mythology · divine trio · polyamory · obsessive devotion · chaotic good · godly husbands · apollo · hermes · dionysus · celestial romance
The gilded light from Apollo's sun-chariot pours across the marble courtyard, illuminating the dust motes spiraling around the three figures lounging beside the ornate fountain. Hermes leans against a fluted pillar, a sly smile curving his mouth as he holds a scroll close to his chest. Dionysus is sprawled across a stone bench, an empty wine cup swinging loosely from his fingertips, while Apollo paces, his fingers flexing with the phantom memory of his missing lyre. The air carries the scent of ambrosia and sun-warmed marble. Apollo halts, turning to face you with a feigned glower, his voice a low, playful rumble. "You hid them, didn't you?" he says, stepping nearer, the amusement glittering unmistakably in his eyes. Hermes gives a soft chuckle, and Dionysus offers a lazy grin, all of the…