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OLYMPIAN AESHTETICS
tagged by: N/A tagging: all mutuals ;)
APHRODITE. laughter-loving, sweet smiles, dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair, sees the world as a runway, unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love, stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers, doves, revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves, flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach, staring wistfully from a balcony, this is how to be a heartbreaker, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger.
APOLLO. glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets, notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight, the powerful urge to create, collecting vinyl records, beautiful cover of Wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine, healing touch, speaking in prophecies, smile mingled with wrath, shunning lies, sporting shades, hanging out at music festivals with their friends, sleeps naked, arrow to the heart, paint brushes, probably has a Tinder account.
ARES. armed for battle, wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children, gives piggyback rides, scarred body, blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love, fights against injustice, warm hugs, well-worn combat boots, boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fist raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison, more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think, exhausted, damaged goods, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath.
ARTEMIS. keen sense of a hunter, freckles like constellations on their skin, piercing eyes, disheveled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars, mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake, quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves, bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person, arrow hitting a target, popping egos, patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling.
ATHENA. discerning gaze, unreadable face, quiet museums, owl perched on their finger, armor that intimidates, eye for architecture, plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy, big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, ancient buildings, sweaters in neutrals and cool colors, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel, stoic statues, pottery classes.
DEMETER. soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom-friend, can lift you and your friends, flowers kept in the pockets of overalls, takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants, leaves rustling in the wind, stalks of wheat, picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone, curls crowned with flowers, folded pile of sweaters in warm hues, pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.
DIONYSUS. drunk shitposter, on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second, seductive smirks, untamed curls, rich fabrics on dark skin, sleek-furred panthers, theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation, rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch, wild parties that last from sundown to sunup, creeping vines, inspiring loyalty, grand opera houses, masquerade balls, rolls of film, shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause.
HEPHAESTUS. the calloused hands of someone who knows labor, sweaty brow, flame burning in their eyes, inventive mind, broad shoulders, steampunk goggles, nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes, striking a match, blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness, work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts, iron melted in blazing fire, huge jackets, crafting masterpieces, greased-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles.
HERA. resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold.
HERMES. devil-may-care smile, always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes redbull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers.
POSEIDON. storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint, owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more, leather jackets, fondness for diy projects, handwriting that flows across the page, nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a spinning arrow.
ZEUS. thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, badass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease, expensive watch.
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do you have a new BNHA discord server link i could use??? sorry to bother,,,,
¥;; Aye!! Shoot me a DM on here and I’ll send one to ya’!
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THE RAWEST LYRICS FROM ‘ CAVETOWN . ’
“ often i am upset that i cannot fall in love , but i guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it . ” “ are you tired of me yet ? ” “ i’m a little sick right now . ” “ i cut my hair to make you stare . ” “ i’ll figure out a way to get us out of here . ” “ i can’t really think right now . ” “ are you dead ? ” “ sometimes i think i’m dead . ” “ i can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head . ” “ i don’t wanna fall asleep yet . ” “ i don’t know how to communicate . ” “ my mind is in a different place . ” “ can you please give me a little bit of space ? ” “ my hair’s a mess and i don’t know who i am yet . ” “ but little do we know the stars will welcome us with open arms . ” “ strangely i feel at home in this place . ” “ you don’t have to be a hero to save the world . ” “ it doesn’t make you a narcissist to love yourself . ” “ it feels like nothing is easy . it will never be . ” “ that’s alright . let it out . ” “ talk to me . ” “ you don’t have to know what to say or what to think . ” “ it’s so dark tonight . ” “ you can survive . ” “ i’ll be here until you’re okay again . ” “ i don’t know where i’m supposed to go . ” “ i need you to pull me out of this decline . ” “ please be here for me , dear . ” “ i’ve never needed a friend more . ” “ i can’t stress enough how much it means to me that you’re trying . ” “ i don’t mind if you can’t hold me like you used to . ” “ i’ve never hated myself more . ”
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Take a gander at this Wall of Text, and maybe consider making your mark while you’re there. Or don’t. I couldn’t really care less.
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❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.
“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”
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Me: *drops a HC I made up on the fly*
Me: uh shinso really likes butterflies
Me: *runs*
Everyone’s else: ah yes sounds about right RB
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"It's okay. I've got you." -eraserheads-cat-blog
There wasn’t much to shake Hitoshi, at least to the extent that it was evident in his body language. He liked to think that he was stone, that he wouldn’t hesitate in the face of danger, but…high expectation was always something that ultimately led to disappointment. He’d gotten too comfortable with training, confident from his achievements up until this point. Training is different than real life, though. Real life wasn’t contained or set up to be expected. He wasn’t really looking for trouble by any means, but he’d gotten caught up in the middle of it anyway by being in the right place at the wrong time. Normally, the little avenue he took as a shortcut on his way back to campus was empty and void of anyone but himself, but…not tonight.
They were just petty street thugs, or maybe just some hooligans looking to have some fun, from Hitoshi’s best estimate. They didn’t look any older than twenty or so and they definitely weren’t very organized or professional, but their fight or flight response was just as good as their reaction times. Everything happened too fast for his mind to even process what exactly was going on, but his sideways glance at the small gathering of people in front of a house with a smashed window was evidently more than enough to deem him a target worth pursuing.
All of it was a blur. He remembered his fist connecting somewhere, though, he wasn’t exactly sure where, all of the air in his lungs being ripped from his chest again—his head felt fuzzier than it had any other time, though, everything did—and the taste of blood overwhelming him. He hadn’t processed the pain yet. He never did until things were over. He vaguely remembered some kind of words being exchanged before everything stopped dead.
@eraserheads-cat-blog
You’re not alone, you’re with me. Accepting.
#;; 𝘐𝘊 — 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘊𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘮#;; 𝘈𝘚𝘒 — 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥?#;; 𝘔𝘌𝘔𝘌 — 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭#;; 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 — 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘣𝘦#eraserheads-cat-blog
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Questions for ‘Extraordinary’ Muses
Questions for muses who have superpowers, psychic powers, medium abilities, magic, or any other power that is not considered ‘ordinary’.
When did you realize you had an ability?
Were you born with your ability?
Did you have to train or be educated to use your power?
Describe the first time using your talents.
Does anyone you know have similar powers at their disposal?
Have you ever been bullied, ostracized, or feared for being different?
Has your ability altered or manifested in your physical appearance?
Does everyone know about your power?
Is there anyone who doesn’t know and who you are afraid to tell?
Is having special abilities normal in your community/society?
Have you ever had an embarrassing moment while using your ability?
What is the hardest thing about having a special power?
What is the most useful thing?
Would you ever choose to give up your abilities?
Would you ever choose to trade your ability for another?
Does your power cause more good, or more harm?
What does it feel like when you use your talents?
Have you ever hurt yourself with one of your abilities?
Describe at least one of the things you can do in detail.
Do you find people are impressed by your abilities, or do they express a negative reaction?
Do you have limits of how much of your power you can use?
Have you ever had to hide your abilities around people who wouldn’t understand?
What is one of your favorite ‘tricks’ you enjoy doing with your power?
How did your family/friends/significant other react the first time they witnessed your abilities?
Do your powers cause you any discomfort?
Do you ever consider having a special ability to be a burden?
If you could give your abilities to one person for a day, who would it be?
Do you use your abilities on a daily basis?
Does it ever offend or exhaust you if someone asks for your help because of your special power?
Name one skill you haven’t yet perfected that you want to master.
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Sad and Soft {Sentence Starters}
❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜
❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜
❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜
❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜
❛❛ I know you don’t like hugs, but… I could really use one right now… ❜❜
❛❛ Just stay a little longer. Please. ❜❜
❛❛ It’s so cold outside, but you’re so warm… ❜❜
❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜
❛❛ Let me hold you for a while. ❜❜
❛❛ It’s okay. I’ve got you. ❜❜
❛❛ Everything hurts. Being with you is the only good thing in the world anymore. ❜❜
❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜
❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜
❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜
❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜
❛❛ I made some tea. Now, do you need to talk? Or should I just put on some music? ❜❜
❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜
❛❛ Your hair’s soft… I just want to pet it until I forget everything but how soft it is… ❜❜
❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜
❛❛ I know you’re hurting right now, and I’m so sorry. Tell me what will help and I’ll do it. ❜❜
❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜
❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜
❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜
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Send me a 🎵 for me to tell you a song I associate with my muse!
If you can’t see the symbol, send “Muse tune” instead!
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//: As a friendly reminder; THIS BLOG DOES NOT ENGAGE OR INTERACT WITH ANY SEXUAL THEMES. Both the muse, as well as the mun behind him, are minors. Please do not send any NSFW-esque asks/requests. Thank you!
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Hey shin, if you could have any quirk you wanted, besides the one you already have, what would it be?
“I don’t really think I’d rather have any Quirk but my own, really. It’s been such a heavy weight for my entire life...I don’t know who I’d be without it. It’d be like losing a limb.”
#;; 𝘐𝘊 — 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘊𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘮#;; 𝘈𝘚𝘒 — 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥?#ask-haru-the-traveler#he isn't a fan of his quirk#don't get him wrong.#he just knows how much of an impact it's made in the way he thinks and acts#as well as how others act around him.#very important. he can't imagine his life any differently.#he's learned to tolerate it and work around the disadvantages it has#but he still doesn't like it very much.
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Send me a 🖋 and a character you’d like to see me write, and I’ll give it my best shot!
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Send “Hey...” to catch my muse crying!
Alternatively, send “O-Oh..” for your muse to be found crying!
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“My Quirk isn’t rockification, sorry.”
“I guess so,” He mutters. He stays no more than a few steps behind him just for spite of not walking on top of him while still feeling like if something were to actually happen, he’d have the power to maybe, possibly do something about it.
“You were the one who agreed to come with me, I figured you might be a little less cowardly.”
@ask-shinso from here
“Turn me to stone yourself, asshole.” He scowls, crossing his arms and continuing onward.
“You can’t help but get a little scared in a ‘haunted forest’. The mind likes to make up all sorts of shit. It’s spooky!”
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