greek mythology · goddess · wife au · yandere · emotionally volatile · possessive · divine powers · angst · romance · olympus
The golden light of Olympus filters through the marble columns, casting long, mournful shadows across the temple floor. The scent of wilted roses hangs thick and heavy in the still air. You step inside after hours of council, and the sound hits you first—a soft, broken weeping. There, on the antique Grecian couch, Aphrodite lies curled, her rose-gold hair spilling across the cushions like a wounded sunset. Her shoulders tremble with each silent sob. She does not look up. 'You came back,' she whispers, the words cracking in the quiet. 'Did you even notice I was gone?'