#THUNDER as in TINDER lol

[singingunderthecurtain]

God, Is That You? | 20190320

Author: @julietsoddeye​ Genre: Angst | Fluff | Fantasy AU Pairing: Xiumin x Female Reader (ft. Taeyong) Warning: Language | Mention of ONS

Plot: Dear Diary, hopefully this is just a dream because this is not how he said it should be!

A/N: This one is pretty long lol D:

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~A table, a very long one, ahead of you.

A grand flower centerpiece in the middle of it.

Layers of plates right to your front and millions of cutleries at the sides of said plates.

A lot of yummy-looking Chinese food is served, yet not a single strand of noodle is on your plate.

You noticed you are seated on one side of the “power seats”, in the middle. You look to your right and your department bosses are there with your immediate manager nearest you and on your left side sat your colleagues and, of course, Taeyong the closest.

Everyone seems to be in fun conversations, eating and drinking alcohol. But they do not make a sound. You can hear none of their cackles or the silverwares scratching the surface of the plates.

You tried picking on your ear and nothing happened. You called out to them and no one seems to hear you, yet you’re screaming bloody murder.

You tried standing up, but your butt is literally glued to the seat. You touched your behind and–holy shit!–you’re actually one with the gaddamn chair… —WAIT, no, your actual lower half IS the chair!!!

“WHAT IS HAPPENING, AAAAAAAAAAA!?!?!” you scream once again. 

Are you deaf all of a sudden, but you can hear yourself… Or do you just hear yourself in your mind? AAAAAAAAA

“Dang, you don’t have to yell— Can you please pass the chili oil?”

You suddenly hear something other than yourself.

“What?!” you called out again.

“I said… Pass me the gad-dang chili oil!”

You crank your attention to the direction of the voice, on the other side of the table across from you. It looks like he is miles away but you can see him crisp and clear. 

This… delicately ethereal-looking being has soft rosy hair, he’s wearing a creamy pink and white bomber jacket and a pair of cream pants. His–pinkiness–compliments his snowy skin.

Gosh, you haven’t seen such gracefulness in your life.

Wait, no, that’s a lie. Taeyong is handsome too. But /he/ is different...

“I can’t move, I’m a chair,” you said with a small voice.

“Haha, sorry about that!” he stood from his position and up in the chair he previously occupied. 

The aura suddenly changed and beams of luminescence suddenly shone behind him as he ascended slowly into the air.

“HOLY FU—” you stopped yourself from cursing, noticing that no one is paying attention to what was happening to him but you.

“God, is that you?”

“Silly, I’m not God. I’m just…” he started with a laugh as he forwards closer to where you are, still floating in the air like a divine being, “Well, you can say I’m a guardian. Your guardian.” he continues when his bare feet touch the ground in front of you.

Looking behind him, everything and everyone is gone. Not Taeyong, not a single one in sight. You’re now in a field of pink rose petals, several butterflies of different shapes, colors, and sizes flying around the both of you.

You see you have your feet back, barefoot just like he is. You wiggle your toes and giggle when the flower petals tickle your pads. You’re wearing a sabrina-neckline amaranth lace ball gown, the hem just a few inches above your knees.

You look up from below and he is just a few feet away from you, smiling serenely, watching your every action. Gosh, his beautiful monolid eyes are much, much more appealing up close. He’s not reacting any more than him smiling, probably waiting for you to talk again first.

“So… You’re an angel???” you carefully ask, your eyes narrow at him, brows raised waiting for a response.

“Ah, you’re so adorable,” his cheeks bunched very cutely when he grinned and expressed his adoration.

“Uhh…”

“But to answer your question, no, I am not an Angel.” he grins once again.

You can totally see his gums, but it's so cute and his teeth are so cute and he's so cute. UWU

“BUT!!!” before you can even react he exclaims, “I will give you a gift.” He continued.

“A gi—”

He suddenly plunks his right pointer finger on your lips, stopping you from talking any further.

“Shh, shh, shh. Stop talking, you just listen, okay?” he widens his eyes at you and you have no other choice but to widen your eyes as well and bob your head as a reply.

“When you wake up, you will be in a much better time… Or at least the beginning of a better life for you. A life you always wanted.”

His hands are holding your shoulders tightly. Not tight to a point that it causes discomfort for you, but just tight enough for you to have a hint, a little taste, a tinge of his excitement. You smiled when his smile widened.

“But be careful of men… Some men.”

And just that, his elation dips. You dare not reply.

“Okay?” he asks and you just nod again.

“Okay.” and his smile is back.

“I am going to wake you up now, okay?” he slowly pushes you back and when he stops, his hands leave your shoulders and you can already feel the dreariness of his absence.

The cute, pink-haired angel, God, celestial being, guy—inhaled and then exhaled—before suddenly giving you a quick peck on the lips.~

As you opened your eyes, you thought, ‘holy crap!’

“When you wake up, you will be in a much better time… Or at least the beginning of a better life for you. A life you always wanted.”

Those words flutter in your mind. You can still hear a trace of his voice ringing in your ears.

And he kissed you, he said he will wake you up and then kissed you… And then you wake up, and…

“Damn,” you rub your eyes to wake yourself up and then grab your phone to check the date.

Of course, it’s still the twentieth. It was just a weird dream. Did you honestly believe that?

Although, last night, talking with that guy from that dating app definitely took your boredom away.

You messaged each other nonstop for three hours straight, no joke. If you haven’t fallen asleep, you probably have texted longer.

He sent you pictures of his cat and you sent him pictures of your plants. He said he wanted to start taking care of plants too, but he’s suddenly become busy with the family business. 

Something about his dad wanting to suddenly retire and wanting XiuMin to take over as soon as they possibly can handover everything. You forgot to ask what business it was, but it’s probably a restaurant or a cafe of sorts ‘cause he said he and his dad bond over food a lot.

In that span of three hours, each of you has shared a lot about the other and connected so well. You feel like you already know him just by those tiny details he shared. 

Like that time he told you he was at the park drinking his afternoon coffee and some pigeon decided to invade his space, wanting to steal his pastry. He said he hates birds, but by the sound of his story in your mind, he’s probably afraid of them. Cute.

The thing though is, you don’t know what he looked like yet.

You never asked him what he looks like so he never bothered to ask you for selfies either. You do have pictures on your profile, but all of it has animals or cutie, kinda kiddie, filters that alter your face.

Well, that doesn’t matter, for now, you’re just bored. You’ll probably stop talking with this guy after you come back to work.

But when you woke up the next morning, you had about twenty messages from him. Two of which he realized you probably fell asleep as it was pretty late, but the rest are random things he asked your opinions about.

Of course, you replied. One apology for the non-reply from last night and then one answer for each thing he asked about. Gosh, you finally found it! The thing, or in this case a person, that will occupy you for the rest of your unwanted break from your routine.

BUZZ!

Wow, your shuttle food delivery is early. That’s kinda suspicious, but eh. You’re hungry now, just in time. You thoughtlessly open your door without peeking at your security monitor first and Taeyong’s face pops out.

“What are you…” you started.

“Doing here?” he chimed. 

You finish each other's sandwiches, apparently.

Taeyong pushes in, carrying three bags of food. Wow, more food. 

“You weren’t answering my texts and calls, I thought you died, dude.”

You told him you were embarrassed by what happened. By your temporary termination. He said it’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s ‘part of growing up’, like what he usually says to you about, well, almost everything. Which kind of makes sense a lot, weirdly.

Not like you have control over what the management decides on, he said. And you agree. You don’t even know why you previously felt that way, especially with Taeyong? The Taeyong who has heard you burp like a man but still chooses to be your friend? 

But he said it’s cool and he forgives you, he said that very smugly when you didn’t even ask for forgiveness. You roll your eyes at him and playfully hit his shoulder.

You both spent the rest of the night eating and playing your favorite game on your console.

And right after your head hits your pillow, you realize you completely ghosted XiuMin for hours!!!

You quickly type a small sorry and explanation as to why you were M.I.A all day, which you know is not necessary, but you wanna do it cuz you enjoy talking with him and don’t want to make him feel like you’re finally done with him, or whatever.

Not bothering to wait for a reply, you instantly fell asleep.

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WEDNESDAY | 20190320 — 3 things happened: 1.  Had a super weird dream. 2.  Met this XiuMin guy on Thunder last night and we connected??? 3. Taeyong visited me.

WTF OwO

[stray-but-okay]

It's storming sooooo bad here omg. So much thunder and lightning

[emerald-amidst-gold]

Hi~ this is my first ever ask so I hope I'm doing it right lol

Hug prompt 6 or 16 for dragon and wolf? Whichever one you like more (:

(Or both I wouldn't mind)

Why, hello! Another FRIEND has entered the spire of which I live! >:D And you wish for the dragon and the wolf to be mushy with each other? Ohhh, I can oblige!

(Sorry this took so long! I had to sit on the idea for a little while! <3)

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We're gonna go with 16. ‘not wanting to let go’ hugs for this one! :D

Fane was never overly affectionate, and Solas could confidently say he wasn't, either. Years upon years of disconnection from beings capable of such gestures made one...no longer yearn for a brush of hands or a simple hug. Fane's was more complicated, however, body scarred and aching, mind associating gentle touch as if it were a firm slap. He knew this and he respected his dragon's want for space, always asking for consent unless Fane reached out first. It wasn't like they didn't touch; they did. They had their moments, and most of those moments happened in...well, the bedroom; afterglow or not.

Such as now, the both of them situated on the bed, but not in the way most would believe when they were caught casually walking, side by side, in the Great Hall; unassuming minds and nattering mouths awash with impurities.

"Are you certain you're comfortable, vhenan?", Solas asked softly as he idly flipped a page of a book he was reading. Even when 'retired' for the eve, there was still secrets to unfold, information to compare to memory.

"I'm perfectly comfortable.", Fane mumbled from where his face was currently buried in Solas' shoulder; his dragon having taken place behind him, arms firmly, but gently wrapped around his middle as long legs caged him in, knees bent.

Solas chuckled. "I will take your word for it.", he said, instinctively reaching up with one hand to tenderly ruffle a white cloud of hair; his eyes never leaving the page of his book, smile quiet just as the air around them was. "Even as it seems your neck is groaning from such a position."

"Hmph.", was the only response he got, strong arms tightening a hair, pulling his body closer to the one behind.

The action and continued warmth against his back had Solas letting out a contented, quiet sigh, actively finding himself melt into the wall of slender muscle behind; his head resting against the side of Fane's buried one, but still keeping his gentle focus on his reading. These were the moments that no one else saw or even imagined them having, so certain that with how they acted and spoke with each other that they were engaging more...physically. While at times, they did engage in a more...primal sense, it was not all they did. Those acts were cherished, nurtured every time they occurred, like a gentle flame that wished to blaze high, but was kept to an ember for more tender, focused warmth.

However, another type of warmth had Solas letting out another sigh, eyes fluttering shut as a slightly wider smile formed upon his lips, book going limp in his hand, the one in Fane's hair stilling to hold the head it was attached to. He felt lips, careful, slow, tender and hot, brushing, trailing, and gliding along the column of his neck. A firmer one against his pulse had Solas leaning his head into Fane's more, seeking the butterfly heat like a beacon. It would appear his dragon was attempting to build the fire of passion, and truthfully, Solas wanted him to, knowing it had been over three months since the hearth was stocked.

"Fane..", Solas breathed out around a chuckle as another kiss against his pulse had him drawing up his own legs, fingers curling into snowy strands.

"Hm?", Fane hummed in question, but did not stop, did not pause in his stoking, but his arms drew him closer, unwilling to let go, to lose the logs he was attempting to ignite with flaming lips.

"I believe now..", Solas trailed off as squeeze of arms and light nip had him gasping quietly, body shuddering like electricity had struck it before he continued; his voice more strained, the tone dropped. "...would be the time to position yourself more comfortably." It was a prompt, a beckoning call, but the dragon he voiced it to seemed unwilling to listen; his lips traveling and flying with slow kisses, deep kisses, burning kisses.

"Not yet..", Fane murmured against his neck before resuming his kisses, pulling his body closer to where Solas was practically slumped against him, cheeks flushing, ears twitching, and breath quickening from the smoke of desire. "I want to hold you for a bit longer.." The statement a quiet, deep plea, begging for consent with rolling thunder and growl of another being.

Solas couldn't help but smile despite the smoke choking his mind further, tightening his lungs and making him shift subtly against the furs and silk of the bed--their bed--as the striking of lips like flint upon tinder stoked the flames within higher and higher. For a being that could not desire, could not even dare such a thing, Fane was incredibly versed in seduction and how to best invoke it, but his dragon was also soft and caring when he wanted to be, even amidst lust and passion.

Solas could feel it in the kisses upon his neck, his pulse, that were firm, tender, but caring, a light flick of a tongue soothing where a nip was perhaps a bit too harsh for the bearer's liking. He could feel it in how strong arms, bounded with leather and cloth, desperately clung to him, but how idle thumbs would stroke where they could reach in a soothing, caring manner as if to relax him, to tend the flame and guide it gently to its full roar. He hear in it in the quiet sighs through an elegant, deep breaths sounding after as the owner took in a scent that would otherwise turn their stomach; magic.

Yes, Fane was versed in passion, in desire, even as his draconic nature, for all intents and purposes, could not revel in such things, but he was more versed in soft care, in tender guidance. And Solas adored that contradiction with all his heart, with all his spirit as he leaned back even more, resting a hand upon one of the chains around his middle.

"Hold me as long as your heart desires, ma'isenatha.", Solas whispered, voice shaky, but highly content as he kept his eyes shut, basking in the guidance offered to him with a tender smile and heated cheeks. "I am yours." The declaration was soft, sweet, but held depth they both knew all too well, and he knew that with the way kisses halted, arms squeezed lovingly, and a ghost of smile pressed against his neck.

"And I'm yours.", Fane whispered back, voice deep, growling, but nowhere near threatening before he resumed his tending, his guidance of flame and cinder.

Those were the only words Solas needed, desired, to hear as he let the fires engulf him, their tendrils lapping away restraint, their smoke choking his mind to blissful suffocation, and their inherent heat melting away the ice that had long encased his heart and soul. And all the while, he was held back, held firm, by arms that never wished to let go, to let him fall as the sky should fall.

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Slight spicy again! Eheh! :3 I can't go two minutes without turning up the burner on these two, or making them complete fools! I hope you enjoyed it! Short, but sweet! X3

[sphinxsmuses-archived]

greek god aesthetic

Using Princess Colette!

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. paintbrushes. 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.

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 getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. 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.

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.

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. files that  under fuck it. 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.

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. theatre 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.

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.

Hades

walking home alone in the early morning. back alleys. drinking alone in a  graveyard. crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism. crows picking a carcass. untended dead flowers. the black sheep of the family.  black coffee. money can’t buy you happiness. murder mystery dinner parties. blood on your shirt collar. dust illuminated by sunlight. classical music.  dogs are better than people. a quiet wrath. shady business deals.  taking what you are owed. paint it black. seasonal affective disorder.  popping the suit collar. grey rain on a cityscape.

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. unnatural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lennyface. 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.

Tagged by: @appleofintelligence​

Tagging: Whoever wants to steal this from me lol

[paragonevil]

Greek Aesthetics

Tagged by Stolen from: someone I’m not even following, and who probably wouldn’t appreciate a mention lol Tagging:  @wildgcd @exoficient @styledevil @shoppou ( for any of your muses! ) @sakihime @airxn ( uh.. for Xavier! ) @multisushi​ ( for any of your muses! ) @heedingcalls​ ( for Alastor! )

APHRODITE.

laughter-loving . sweet smiles . dressed in silk &. 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 &. 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.

wants to raise a dog with their significant other . soft spot for children . gives piggyback rides . scarred body . blood on their hands &. 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 &. staring at the stars . mother doe &. 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 &. returns howling

ATHENA.

discerning gaze . unreadable face . quiet museums . owl perched on their finger . armour that intimidates . eye for architecture . plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses . studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid . big fan of logic . loves brain teasers . ancient buildings . sweaters in neutrals &. cool colours . 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 &. 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 &. 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 . theatre 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 &. bolts stored away in little boxes . ashes . striking a match . blueprints for future projects . fixing up a busted up car &. 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 &. 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 . files that under fuck it . downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath &. netflix . like their selfie or you’re grounded . knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man . dark eyes that penetrate your soul . marble &. 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 &. 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 &. 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 . a velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams . mood as ever-changing as the sea . the roar of a motorcycle . compass with a spinning arrow

HADES.

walking home alone in the early morning . back alleys . drinking alone in a graveyard . crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm &. cynicism . crows picking a carcass . untended dead flowers . the black sheep of the family .  black coffee . money can’t buy you happiness . murder mystery dinner parties . blood on your shirt collar . dust illuminated by sunlight . classical music . dogs are better than people . quiet wrath . shady business deals . taking what you are owed . paint it black . seasonal affective disorder . popping the suit collar . grey rain on a cityscape

ZEUS.

thunder in their heart . running on coffee . a flash of lightning . unnatural charisma . eloquence . badass in a nice suit . an aficionado of history . a force of nature .  Lenny’s 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

[thecoolminister]

tagged by: @whinemcm tagging: @airbornegoldenboy, @the-rogues-nest, @crewofoddities

olympian aesthetics

A P H R O D I T E —— 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(LOL).  wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

A P O L L O ——  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.

A R E S  ——  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. 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.

A R T E M I S  ——  keen sense of a hunter.  freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. dishevelled 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.

A T H E N A —— discerning gaze. unreadable face.  quiet museums.  owl perched on their finger.  armour that intimidates.  eye for architecture.  plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.  studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic.  loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. 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.

D E M E T E R ——  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.

D I O N Y S U S  —— 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.  theatre 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.

H E P H A E S T U S  —— 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.

H E R A  —— 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.  files that under ‘ fuck it ’. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix a good book. like their selfie or you’re grounded.  knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man.  dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

H E R M E S —— 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.

P O S E I D O N —— storm with skin.  colourful 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.

Z E U S  —— thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning.  un-natural charisma. eloquence. bad ass 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.

[one-shall-rise]

Olympian Aesthetics.

tagged by: @one-shall-fall (this is so late I’m so sorry lol) tagging: hwhaa?? @anathemaxis @ask-smokescreen @oneshallstand (WHY NOT)

𝐴𝑃𝐻𝑅𝑂𝐷𝐼𝑇𝐸. laughter-loving , sweet smiles , dressed in silk and satin , flower in their hair , thrives on attention , sees the world as a runway , 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

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 , 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 may have you think , exhausted , damaged goods , force to be reckoned with , red roses , curses under their breath.

𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑀𝐼𝑆. keen senses 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 its target , popping egos , patience on 3% , touches heaven and returns howling

𝐴𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑁𝐴. discerning gaze , unreadable face , the patience of a life-long teacher , 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 getting laid , big fan of logic , loves brain teasers , go-getter , balls of wool displayed on shelves , 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 all of 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 by 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 , files that under fuck it , 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 , ink-stained hands , 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 red bull with coffee , menace on april fool’s , hoodies and sneakers

𝑃𝑂𝑆𝐸𝐼𝐷𝑂𝑁. storm with skin , colorful coral reefs , waves crashing against the shore , the sea casting its spell , 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 , pretends that they don’t have feelings but they do , 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 apparent ease , most likely to be voted class president out of their peers , expensive watch , like a boss

[falirault-blog]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

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. armour that intimidates.   eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours.  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.   theatre 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.   files that under fuck it.   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.   a velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever-changing as the sea.   the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

HADES //        walking home alone in the early morning.  back alleys. drinking alone in a graveyard. crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism. crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.  the black sheep of the family.   black coffee.  money can’t buy you happiness. murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.  dust illuminated by sunlight.   classical music.   dogs are better than people.   quiet wrath  .  shady business deals. taking what you are owed.   paint it black.  seasonal affective disorder.  popping the suit collar.   grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS //          thunder in their heart. running on coffee.  a flash of lightning. unnatural charisma.eloquence.  badass in a nice suit.   an aficionado of history.  a force of nature. lenny’s 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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[ruthlessnessisyourdesire-archive]

Bold What Applies - Olympian Edition

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. (lol nah)

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 thirium  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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Bold What Applies - Olympian Edition

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. (lol nah)

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 thirium  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 Thirium  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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 OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

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.   armour that intimidates.   eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.   big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.   ancient buildings.   sweaters in neutrals and cool colours.   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.   theatre 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.   files that under fuck it.   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.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.   back alleys.   drinking alone in a graveyard.  crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.   crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.   the black sheep of the family.   black coffee.   money can’t buy you happiness.  murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.   dust illuminated by sunlight.   classical music.   dogs are better than people.    a quiet wrath.   shady business deals.   taking what you are owed.   paint it black.  seasonal affective disorder.   popping the suit collar.   grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.     thunder in their heart.   running on coffee.   flash of lightning.   unnatural charisma.   eloquence.   badass in a nice suit.   aficionado of history.   force of nature.   lennyface.   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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Bold What Applies - Olympian Edition

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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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[ferineelegance]

Olympian Aesthetics

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.   a 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.   an owl perched on their finger.  armor that intimidates.  an eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.  studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.  big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.   ancient buildings.   sweaters in neutrals and cool colors.  hair is 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. a 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.  a folded pile of sweaters in warm hues.   pulling out freshly 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.  theatre 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.  a hand clutching a string of pearls.   a 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.   files that under ‘ fuck it ’.   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 Fools.   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.   a 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.  a flash of lightning.  un-natural charisma.  eloquence.  badass in a nice suit.   an aficionado of history.  a force of nature.  Lenny’s 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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[faelot]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

CHARACTER : HAURCHEFANT GREYSTONE

APHRODITE.   laughter loving.   sweet smiles.  dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair.   sees the world as a runway.   unapologetically sexual. (lol)   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.   armour that intimidates.   eye for architecture.   plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses.   studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid.   big fan of logic.   loves brain teasers.  ancient buildings.  sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. 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.   theatre 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. files that under fuck it.   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.

HADES.     walking home alone in the early morning.   back alleys.   drinking alone in a graveyard. crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism.  crows picking a carcass.   untended dead flowers.  the black sheep of the family.   black coffee.   money can’t buy you happiness.  murder mystery dinner parties.   blood on your shirt collar.   dust illuminated by sunlight.  classical music.  dogs are better than people.  a quiet wrath.  shady business deals.  taking what you are owed.   paint it black.  seasonal affective disorder.   popping the suit collar.   grey rain on a cityscape.

ZEUS.     thunder in their heart. running on coffee.   flash of lightning.   unnatural charisma.  eloquence.   badass in a nice suit.   aficionado of history. force of nature.   lennyface.  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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[-this-dizzy-dreamer-]

Colleagues and Cocktails (Chapter 2)

Pairing: Coworker!Sebastian Stan x Plus-size!Reader AU

Summary: When you get moved up to a new department at work you can’t help but dread every aspect of it, that is until you find yourself expecting one of your co-workers to walk through the door every day. Then you realize it might not be as bad as you thought. But the thing is he doesn’t seem to notice you at all. All he seems to give you are daydreams and interesting chats with your best friend.

Warnings: Language, Smut.

Word Count: 2.5K

Enjoy!

At exactly 6 in the afternoon, you arrived home to hear your television playing inside your apartment and shoes already outside the door. You laughed to yourself since by now you should have known your best friend would be over before you’d even arrive. Elizabeth could never wait to hear your gossip, but then again you could never wait to tell it to her either.

“Hey, girl! Sorry I got here so early. I couldn’t wait. On the bright side, I put the drinks in the fridge when I got here!”, she said as you put your things down on the couch beside her.

“It’s ok Liz, it’s a good thing you did get here before me. I have so much to tell you, but let me go shower first and then I’ll tell you over pizza. Order it, yea?”

“Of course, the usual with jalapenos, right?”

“Duh! Oh and get cheese fries too!” You said as you headed to your room to pick out some sweats and a tee.

You then made your way to the bathroom for a much needed soothing hot shower. Opening your phone to play some music while you showered you noticed an unopened notification in your email again.

sstan01: So how was it? Want to quit yet?

coffeelover04: Haha it’s not that bad. I think I could stay til I retire or you know die from staying late at the office and being murdered by some ghost or something. Whichever comes first.

After a minute without a reply and remembering the water had been running for a while now you finally stepped into the shower. Just as Billie Eilish’s Ocean Eyes started playing you had started conditioning your long jet black hair. For some reason, as you sang along you couldn’t help thinking about elevator guy and his beautiful blue eyes. He had seemed like such a jerk, but you couldn’t lie to yourself that was totally your type. Tall and brooding. You loved the idea of them being nice just for you. But then again, Sebastian seemed pretty cool too. He was nice. But maybe you could try talking to elevator guy, right? I mean it wouldn’t hurt if anything maybe just having him under you would be enough, or on top whichever he preferred…

“Damn it (Y/N), he’s a coworker you can’t go messing with him, besides he wouldn’t be interested in you.”

Once you had finished your shower and taken your head out of the gutter, the pizza arrived. You pulled out two wine glasses and the bottle that had chilled in the fridge and settled yourself on the floor next to Liz who was sprawled out on the couch.

“Alright, spill! How was it? You didn’t find anyone to replace me, right?”She said taking a slice of pizza.

“Of course not, loser. No one else in this whole universe could possibly stand me and all my shit. But I mean, it wasn’t bad or anything. I was a little underdressed, and by a little I mean a lot everyone was literally in like business casual shit and here I was in a tee and leggings, I almost died of embarrassment on the inside. And when I was going in I forgot my ID and some dude didn’t hold the elevator door for me and he made me almost spill my coffee and then I couldn’t find a phone to actually work with for over half an hour and I didn’t finish all of my work for today too, sooo...yea.”

“Was he at least cute?”

“Is that really all you heard?” Laughing you shook your head. “He was alright.”

“Alright, what does “alright” mean? It’s a yes or no answer.” She said shoving you slightly.

“Fine. Fine. Yes, he’s cute, alright? Well, maybe a little more than cute, happy?!”

Elizabeth let out something between a screech and what sounded like a wounded animal cry. Startling you just enough to make you drop some cheese on your shirt from your fries.

“Are you okay?”

YOU JUST CALLED SOMEONE CUTE. YOU TOTALLY HAVE A CRUSH!"

"It's not the first time I call someone cute."

"Besides me. I didn't know you had feeling OMG who are you. Where is my best friend?"

"Stop ok. It's not a big deal."

"Uh, yea it is. This calls for bottle number 2 to come out."

"Dude no I have work tomorrow morning and like I said it's no big deal."

“Uh yes, it is.”

As Liz was coming back with the second bottle you decided to check your notifications.

sstan01: lol glad to hear, even though that was oddly specific????

coffeelover04: Omg, so sorry. That probably sounded super weird. I’ve been on a supernatural binge and I’ve been drinking. Haha..ha I’m sorry.

“Who are we texting?” Liz plopped back down on the couch handing you your glass and looking at the messages over your shoulder. “sstan01? Who’s that? A tinder match? You’re still on that?”

“Dude no he’s not a tinder match, although I am still on it, that’s not important right now.” You almost chugged the wine n your glass remembering how you told yourself you were going to delete tinder a week ago. “He’s from work, I think.”

sstan01: Really now? Drinking on a Thursday? All alone, without me? Haha, jk. It’s ok don’t worry about it, it’s not the weirdest thing I’ve heard.

“You think?? What do mean you think??”

“ Well it’s from a work email, so it has to be someone who works with me.” You shrugged in defeat as Liz questioned you.

coffeelover04: Yes really. And I’m not alone I have a friend over. And I don’t know what to tell you about it not being the weirdest thing. Unless of course, you’d like to share what that thing is lol. Are we on that level yet, stranger?

“But it’s your personal email, how could he have gotten that?”

“Liz, I don’t know. I mean it’s on my resume...he could have gotten it from there? Why does it matter I don’t even really know this guy.”

“Exactly! Are you hearing yourself right now?” Said, Liz, as she playfully smacked your head. “You don’t know this man, but somehow he has your personal email?”

“Liz he’s not going to turn out to be a serial killer. He’s nice.”

“Again, are you hearing yourself? They’re always nice!”

sstan01: Oh, drinking with a friend? I’m going to let you go then. Could tell you my old man stories another time.

“ (Y/N)! See, old man stories! He’s a gross old man.”

“Ok, you’ve had enough to drink.” You say laughing and taking Liz’s glass. “You can crash here for the night and I’ll make us breakfast in the morning. Sound good?”

coffeelover04: Just my best friend, but alright. I’ll hold you accountable to those stories lol goodnight!

“Sounds great!” She said as she put away the half-empty bottle and pulled out the bed inside the couch, which you had bought exactly for these occasions. “Goodnight!”

“Goodnight.”

Heading to your room you checked your phone one last time before plugging it in to charge.

sstan01: Anytime you want to hear them just let me know. Goodnight (Y/N)!

There was no way he could be a creepy old man, right? He had to be from work and most of them were pretty young looking, well at least those you’ve seen. Maybe you were overthinking it and had too much to drink too. It was best to just sleep on. So, slipping into bed you curled up and found yourself thinking about elevator guys deep blue eyes.  

All of a sudden you could feel him against you. Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

Feeling his breath warm on your neck making your hair stand. You couldn’t help but whimper softly as you felt him push closer to you. Turning around you face those gorgeous blue eyes.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

His hands trailed up your back and through your hair to your face. He caressed your cheek softly and began to pull you in.

“I think I love you (Y/N)...(Y/N)”

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N!, Dude come on you said you’d make me breakfast….” Liz slowly came to view as you opened your eyes.

“God damn it, Liz, fine...gimme a sec. You know I was pretty content sleeping.”

“Yea I saw you were all smiley, it was a little unsettling.” She laughed as she shoved you toward your bathroom door. “But no time for that you have 2 hours before you have to go to work and I want food.”

“ Ok, but don’t start without me, I don't want you burning my apartment down.”  

Quickly putting your hair up and brushing your teeth you planned out your morning in your head.

1. Quick breakfast. Pancakes and eggs. Maybe bacon?

2. Change for work. Do you have work clothes?

3. Find sunglasses. This headache is going to kill you if I don’t.

4. Find keys. Probably on the couch.

Walking into the kitchen you could already hear Liz cursing the stove.

“ Come on stupid thing turn on already....”

“I’m here you can stop pretending you don’t know how my stove works.” Laughing you start the stove and start pouring in the pancake mix Liz made. “If you want some you can take out some bacon and eggs.”  

After breakfast, which took a lot longer than what you had anticipated, you started to look for an outfit and maybe even your sunglasses altogether. Finally after trying on 3 of the 4 dress pants you owned you decided on the only ones that did go over your thunder thighs and a nice light blue dress shirt.  

“Hey, you start work at 8, right? It’s 7:15.”

“Shit, ok can you do my hair please?”

Hurrying out of your room and into a chair you pulled out your phone and debated whether or not to let Jessica know you would be late.

“ I can still make it right?”

“ Yea, totally”, said Liz tugging at your hair “ If you quit moving like a five-year-old.”

Sitting still you decided to just convince yourself you wouldn’t be late. Plus finding your sunglasses could be put aside and you were pretty sure you were now sitting on your keys so everything would be fine.

“ Done, simple, but cute braided half up half down do”

“ Thanks, I owe you one. Help yourself to food if your staying and lock up when you leave! I love you!” Grabbing your bag and keys you made your way to your car as your phone went off.

sstan01: Good morning, are you getting coffee for everyone today or are you just late?

You decided to answer later because well, you were late and time wasn’t going to freeze at 7:55 just because you wanted it to. As you got to the office you make sure you had everything before you got out of the car this time and you prayed no one would see you or at least call out the fact that you're late.

Coffeelover04: Very funny, actually just walking in. Little hungover, but nothing serious.

Seb couldn't stop thinking about last night. you had told him you were with a friend and his mind raced. Were you on a date? Did you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? He had to remind himself that he barely knew you and was in no place to ask you. Plus you had said you were with your best friend, so why was he worrying? Or why did he even care? Maybe it had been because he had had someone over last night too, but somehow he couldn’t bring himself to do more with that girl other than kiss her once. He didn’t know why he had never had that problem before. He was charming and it had always worked in his favor. So why hadn’t he been able to turn on his charm last night with that girl? And why did he to this moment still feel a pang of jealousy in his gut. You weren’t the type of girl he usually chased, but for some reason, he was drawn to the mess you were. But he couldn’t let himself fall for you, especially not now that he had been promoted too with a new office and everything. But he still had a pretty good view of your desk, with the wall being clear glass and all, which you weren’t in yet and it was already 8:15.

Walking in you slowly tipped toed across Jessica at the front desk just as elevator guy walked in clearing his throat. You couldn’t help, but blush as you thought back to the dream you had and how good he looked in a full suit. He looked so serious and his face was just too captivating, the way his eyes searched the office and his tongue licked his lips before he spoke.

“Good Morning everyone. Just wanted to let you all know that al data is due at the end of the day, no matter what time you come in.” You hadn’t been too sure, but it was like he was directing that last bit to you, but he had no way of knowing you had just gotten there, right? You started walking back to your desk and as you got there noticed Jessica following close behind.

“ You know if you had warned a gal I could have covered for you.”

“ I’m sorry Jess, I promise I’ll let you know next time. Not that I promise they’ll be a next time or anything.”

“Don’t stress over it, love. But tell me what was all of that with Mr. Boss man?”

“ What are you talking about?”

“ (Y/N) dear, I saw you blushing and eyeing the boss when he told us about data.”

“ Wait….the boss? Jess no he can’t be the boss!”

“Oh but he is, just got promoted yesterday. Maybe if you had stayed till the end of the day you would have found out or at least came in on time today.” Jessica said as she walked off smiling to herself.

sstan01: Glad to see you finally made it. Seems like you’ve got a record of coming in late and it’s only your second day.

coffeelover04: Thanks, but don’t judge me ok? Pretty sure you aren’t Mr. Perfect.

Seb smiled to himself as he read your message in his office. Oh if you only knew.

Again, feedback is much-appreciated guys! ~xoxo~

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Olympian Aesthetic Meme                                                        

// Bold/italicize all that apply to your muse!

(Doing this for my new boy Dae of the new crew!)

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 getting laid. 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. theatre 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. files that under fuck it. 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. unnatural 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. highrise 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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Tagging: Tbh I think pretty much almost everyone's done this since it took me so long lol