#lightcreators.

[ofemeraldstars]

@lightcreators asked: " I want to be someone other people can be proud of, happy I have been here for them" ( from Will Solace @ modern verse)

"Then, you are in the right place." Thinya commented as she heard Will's words about willing to be there for other people. The young woman was a neurosurgeon, proud of helping people and finding the cause of their pain. It was also the reason why she was still living and fighting. After the death of her fiancé, Thinya wanted to give up on life, on her career, on everything. The brunette lost her love for life. Everything was painted black and white now.

However, with the help of her family and her friends, the young woman managed to find the strength to become this neurosurgeon she dreamed to be. It took her time, and sacrifice. Thinya left London to move to the USA, starting a new life from scratch. She barely new anyone in this town and was mostly married to her job. She had not space for anyone else in her life, and she didn't want to replace James. Even after five years, it was still too soon for her.

Her green hues looked back at William as she then closed the chart she had in her hands. "Here, we are here for people. We help them, we heal them when we can. When we can't, we make sure to be there for them until the end. Empathy is part of the values I like to share with my team. Without empathy, we look mostly like robots." She paused before then adding. "Have you ever work in the neuro department of a hospital before?"

[bigidiotenergy]

Hades gently boop Odysseus nose ( in honor of the wait of emotional reply + part of package 'you're stuck with Hades now')

at least he didn't hurt him????????? ????

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@lightcreators sent: The sooner you face the facts, the better.

                   ˜”*°•.      Frustration .  Frustration  was  such  a  small  word  to  describe  her  feelings  at  the  moment .   Couldn’t  they  all  simply  stop  talking ?  Stop  existing ?  Her  mother  enough  of  a  fuss  already .  Lecturing  her  about  late  rehearsals  and  inappropriate  appearances .  Well,  she  was  NOT  a  kid  anymore ,  it  was  her  life,  her  career ,  she  could  CHOOSE  whether  she  wanted  to  set  it  up  on  fire  and  let  herself  rot .

The  glance  she  offered  the  other  was  not  even  close  to  friendly .  Air .  What  she  needed  was  enough  air  to  sober  up ,  yet  the  place  felt  SUFFOCATING .  ❝ I  have  NOTHING  to  face . ❞  Words  that  echoed  abrupt   -  at  this  moment  not  even  caring  that  she  was  yelling  at  her  friend .  Gemma  was  already  losing  her  patience  with  her,  would  it  be  so  terrible  if  Nico  did  the  same ? 

Breath .  Her  hand  went  over  her  face  before  eventually  dropping  to  the  side .  ❝ What  are  you  doing  here  anyway  ?  ❞  She  asked  -  question  now  lacking  the  previous  intensity .   If  she  had  to  choose  between  returning  to  that  room  with  her  mother  being  all  willing  to  mess  with  her  nerves,  she  would  rather  spend  it  with  him. 

[pointofviiew]

Side eyes the Alois if he's anything likee the similar one from then.

[seafoamseashell]

❝ ....𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖓.❞

Ariel is aware that Poseidon had many children. But she rarely means any that share the same blood as her father and sisters. Ever since she murdered Ursula, the princess is wary of anyone connected to her grandfather. To see if someone else wants to dethrone her father the rightful King of Atlantica. The mermaid remained calm, but looks over her shoulder as she sees a young man behind her.

@lightcreators (for Percy) - 🫧🌊

[lightwxlkr]

@lightcreators - continued from here

Tiny.

That was a nickname she hadn't heard him call her in a little while. It made her want to smile for a brief moment - want to smile. Once she was sure she was awake, everything hit her all at once: the agonizing pain, it felt like it might've been in her gut, but she couldn't really tell. Not now. She was nauseous and felt numb, but what she really couldn't get past was the piercing pain in her head.

She didn't remember much, other than she thought she might've hit her head at some point during the fight. All she really remembered was terrible pain, and then everything went black. Despite all of these things, though, why was she sensing so much pain from another source? She knew there was a chance it was Anakin... it had to be Anakin. They were the only two people in the room, after all, and the feeling that someone close to her was in distress was strong.

She didn't look at him yet. Her eyes welled up with tears as she began to realize where she was. She knew where she was... and she hated it. "What happened...? How'd I get to this place...?"

[realmythsmoved]

@lightcreators gets a bonus starter with Melike just because! Song: Guy On A Horse by Maisie Peters Lyrics are italics & bold

"I've tried to be nice but I can't keep it in anymore." Melike simply has to express herself. Never one to ignore her own feelings, but Melike had been trying to be nice. Still, she simply must express how she feels.

A pause, Melike chuckles. "Is that really what you're wearing?" She looks at the younger man's outfit and can't hold her laughter. "I mean, you do you. But it wouldn't be my first choice, that's for sure."

[minediamondsmoving]

@lightcreators liked here for a Halloween starter for Nico from Persephone!

Persephone, ever since being adopted by the Evans', had always dressed up for Halloween, whether she was doing anything specific or not. Of course, her costume is often the goddess she's named after. She has far too much fun portraying her to ever stop. She wears a flower crown (of course, she loves them) and an old-fashioned white dress. She is unsure of how accurate her costume is. Maybe she'll have to ask Hades if she runs into him again.

She walks around, smiling brightly at everyone she comes across. A few young children compliment her costume. Her smile only brightens. As she walks around, she stops occasionally to enjoy the natural beauty surrounding her. As she does, she notices someone is watching her. So she turns to face them. "Hello! I'm Persephone. And I'm dressed as well, Persephone. The goddess I was named after. Who are you dressed as?" Persephone can't tell if the other person is wearing a costume or not, but figures she'll ask just in case they are.

[forcenexus]

starter for @lightcreators (Hades)

Myricks was a pagan. Of course, he believed, he just didn't expect for someone to be appearing in his living room so abruptly after lighting a candle on his alter. Blinking a few times, the Druid had realized he instantly drew his gun out on pure reaction and pointed it at the entity. "Who the fuck are you?" Aeron followed a few gods personally, Ares was one, this one didn't feel familiar.

[more-than-a-princess]

@lightcreators asked: ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ (from kokichi ouma, friendship-wise of course, since ouma have an reason to remove his mask for one second)

Pining/Yearning Sentence Starters

"Hm?" Sonia asked. She'd been in the process of reaching for a salmon-filled onigiri when Kokichi had interjected with his question. And at their small table in the cafeteria, there weren't many others it could be directed towards.

The Main Course classes often kept to themselves, as it were, but Class 79's Kokichi Ouma was another category in and of himself. As far as Sonia knew, the common terms that were used when referring to him were 'gremlin' or 'menace,' for all the times her cohorts were caught at the receiving end of his pranks, jokes, and schemes. Even Hiyoko, who was also commonly referred to as a gremlin herself by her peers, clashed with Kokichi's methods of befriending others. More trouble than he was worth, that was how most of her fellow students seemed to view him.

An opinion that Sonia herself did not share. Admittedly and embarrassingly, she could admit that the initial reason she reached out to him was due entirely to his talent: as Ultimate Supreme Leader, she'd never actually met the leader of a cult before. For all of her interest in them, her first-person exposure was nil. Still, she'd tried to be polite when inquiring after his talent and the duties associated with it: how did he attract members? Did they have secret rituals? What about death pacts or prophecies for the future?

Instead, her friend seemed more keen on practical jokes than giving her firm answers to her questions. Just as well, a bit of mystery kept things intriguing. But to that end, Sonia was one of the few from her class who was willing to have lunch with him, or at least be present as a captive audience for any amount of time. And she fully expected him to tease her about some sort of Japanese culture she'd managed to mess up, something she took in stride until she couldn't anymore, when her eyes narrowed and tone switched and the line she'd drawn had been crossed between good humor and ill-intended jabs.

This, however, was surprisingly philosophical for him. "If things were different between us?" She repeated. "Like talents? If we had different talents? Ooh, like if I was the Ultimate Supreme Leader! Though I wonder if my followers would simply be members of a coven at that point. Or otherwise devoted to the supernatural!"

She chuckled at the thought: it would be a far more exciting life than what her reality amounted to: endless meetings, ribbon cuttings, tea parties, memorials, and balls. Even the annual Masquerade each October only had subtle hints of the macabre, eagerly borrowed from her own personal collection of occult artifacts.

"What do you wonder then, if things were different between us?" She asked, setting her onigiri down on its plate. "Maybe I am a bit off in what you had in mind."

[swordsxandxsakuras]

@lightcreators ⚔️ 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵

The delinquent was running late. But she did not care. The most important thing she was focus right now is scratching Gyutaro's motorcycle as revenge for bullying her brother. Nezuko grabbed a nail filer from her make up bag and etched 'EAT SHIT' on the side, not noticing a blonde boy was watching her.

for Zenitsu

[bigidiotenergy]

odysseus insulting yet ANOTHER god in their OWN HOME:

@lightcreators

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@lightcreators sent: I'm real. I'm here.

                   ˜”*°•.       Madness .  Madness  had  started  to  engulf  his  mind,  suffocate  it  within  the  grip  of  paranoia .  Reality  impossible  to  fathom ;  for  his  dreams  had  become  a  little  bit  too  real  while  his  sanity ?  It  could  be  barely  trusted .  ❝ No .  No  you’re  not . ❞  He’d  lived  this  too  many  times  already .  He’d  been  a  victim  to  his  own  imagination  -  surrendering  to  hallucinations  thinking  they  were  real .  This  was  NOT  real .  He  had  to  be  sleeping .  He  had  to  be  imagining  this .  And  yet,  his  heart  was   beating  too  fast,  his  mind   was   dizzy  from  the  abundance  of  oxygen.  What  if  it  was  real ?  What  if  he  was  not  sleepwalking ?  What  if  he  was  for  once  actually  awake ?

[mistforms]

         ABILITIES  &  SUPER-POWERED  THEMED  PROMPTS 

@lightcreators summoned: " I'm okay - - - it just tires me out"

               HOW   MUCH   CRUELTY   FESTERED   INSIDE   OF   HIM?   HOW   MUCH   KINDNESS   blanketed   his   heart?   Could   he   simply   watch   the   son   of   Hades   bring   himself   closer   to   his   father’s   realm?   After   all,   he   was   there   on   that   day,   right?   He   brought   a   second   wave   that   caused   one   or   two   of   his   siblings   to   fall.   So,   why   not   let   the   younger   one   suffocate   in   his   power?   

               ALABASTER   GRITTED   HIS   TEETH,   AN   ARM   WRAPPED   AROUND   NICO’S   MIDDLE,   and   then   shifted   one   of   the   boy's   arms   around   his   own   shoulders.   A   small   grunt,   and   he   helped   Nico   to   his   feet.   Alabaster   kept   himself   hunched   forward   so   as   to   not   make   it   uncomfortable   for   the   son   of   Hades   with   their   height   difference,   “   Been   there   before…   ”   because   sometimes   the   son   of   magic   pushed   his   body   to   close   calls.   

               IT   SEEMED   THAT   THE   SON   OF   HECATE   DIDN’T   HAVE   THAT   much   cruelty   in   the   end.   It   should   have   been   more   clear   with   his   travels,   but   it   was   the   first   in   a   while   that   he   ran   into   such   a   familiar   face   such   as   Nico’s.   

                  HE   MOVED   THEM   A   FEW   FEET   AWAY   FROM   WHERE   THEY   had   just   been,   and   gingerly   lowered   Nico   to   the   ground   to   rest,   “   Take   a   minute,   or   two,   or   even   three.   ”   Alabaster   sat   across   from   him,   his   back   rested   against   a   cool   stone.   His   green   eyes   observed   him   almost   timidly.   He   was   the   son   of   one   of   the   big   three,   a   powerful   demigod,   but   did   that   matter   if   he   didn’t   take   care   of   himself   physically?  “ So…. ” Alabaster felt awkward now, “ What happened here? What were you doing? ” Not that it was really his business.

[tidesbled]

              ☽                𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐃                ☾ @lightcreators

            𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍     𝐓𝐎     𝐍𝐎𝐓     𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘     𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋     𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇     𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒     -     𝐇𝐄     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐀     𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑     𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑     𝐀𝐋𝐋.     So     it     came     to     no     surprise     that     Keith     preferred     to     train     ALONE     during     the     quiet     hours     of     way     past     curfew.     The     only     sounds     to     fill     the     night's     air     was     the     hacking     of     his     sword     against     the     straw     dummies     who     didn't     have     a     chance     against     Keith's     built     up     anger.     〝    Not     GOOD     ENOUGH     for     you     to     claim,     huh?    〞      Sweat     beaded     onto     his     brow     as     he     huffed,     〝    I'll     show     you..    〞     

[realmythsmoved]

@lightcreators liked here for a starter from Melike! Song: This Is On You by Maisie Peters Lyrics are italic & bold

"Who bailed you out?" Melike asks. The man looks like he's seen better days. Though to be fair, most men these days look that way to her. Many of them don't put much effort into their appearance. Women, on the other hand, still do. Melike supposes it's the societal constructs that both have to deal with. But still, she thinks it couldn't hurt to look good. At least, that's how she sees it.

"You okay, dude?" One thing she does like about the modern era is the slang. She likes being able to call men dude. She likes being more informal in most cases. The era she's from had been so ...serious. She likes being more relaxed in everyday interactions. So modern society isn't all bad, from her perspective.