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survivalphoenix · 4 years ago

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introducing... JOMARY CABATU aka BUBBLES!

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personal information.

birth name: jomary may cabatu

stage name: bubbles

nickname/s: jm, jo, jomang, yeng (does not like it when fans call her this; it’s reserved for family and really close friends)

date of birth: june 30, 2001

current age: 19 (kor: 20)

place of birth: tagbilaran city, bohol, philippines

ethnicity: filipino (visayan)

nationality: filipino, korean

sexuality: heterosexual

height: 5′6″

possible positions (based on audition, past performance footage, and current information): main/lead vocalist, main/lead dancer, center, maknae

representative symbol: gummy bears

has been a trainee for: 3 years

language/s spoken: bisaya, korean, tagalog, english

miscellaneous information.

faceclaim: vivoree esclito

vocal claim: zhou jieqiong (kyulkyung)

rap claim: n/a

dance claim: vivoree esclito

audition song: “hey” - iu (cover) (link in source)

fun facts.

bubbles is an avid cosplayer. on her instagram, she posts cosplay, as well as fashion and art.

her favorite book series since she was 14 is “the illuminae files” by amie kaufman and jay kristoff. she’s writing a mixed-media novel following the footsteps of “the illuminae files,” and she admits it’s hard not to draw inspiration from the idol lifestyle. she says that there are lots of interesting people she meets, and horrible people, that would make great characters in a sci-fi novel.

bubbles can speak fluent korean with a minimal accent, because she’s been here for 7 years.

her favorite food from her home region, visayas in the philippines, is chicken inasal. her favorite korean food is samgyeopsal (grilled pork belly bits). she used to restrain her intake of samgyeopsal, but now lets herself get lost in the fun of a samgyeopsal restaurant and order until she’s full. her one complaint is that it drills a real hole in her pocket to keep on eating samgyeopsal all the time. she has to be smart about cash, though her grandmother likes to say that no money spent on food is wasted money.

she chose the stage name bubbles instead of the suggested ones, “summer” and “sunshine.” she says she didn’t want her cultural and ethnic heritage to be exoticized; there’s more to her than being from a tropical southeast asian country. “bubbles” alludes to a handful of things. one, her singing has been described as sweet as bubblegum as well as clear and bright, much like bubbles. two, she’s a bubbly person (and would very much not like to be sexualized at her age).

biography + audition under the cut.

trigger warnings: descriptions of ableism, mental illness, eating disorders, colorism, and racism.

biography.

jomary was born in tagbilaran, philippines, on the island of bohol. growing up, there was never any shortage of tall tales and myths; the visayans have a heritage of rich folk stories, after all. but jomary was more than just another listener: she could actually hear those creatures, and more. well, she believed so. “talawan,” they’d tease her. (coward.) if she was lucky, the word was affectionate. but sometimes, it was cruel, hurled at her with other sorts of barbs, if not downright physical harassment.

she was an odd duck. although her good grades and status as one of her class’s top swimmers kept her from being at the lowest of the popularity food chain, there was no denying that her peers found her weird and pathetic. many would rub salt in the wound whenever she lost tournaments; they’d joke about how she probably heard a siyokoy (a kind of malevolent creature in their mythology that pulls innocent humans from the water and kills them) in the pools, and that’s why she didn’t win, things like that. she heard them, and they knew she did, but they didn’t quite care. the worst part was that, in a way, it was true. her anxiety did not leave her, even when she was in her element.

at 12 years old, jomary and her single mother alyzza left for south korea after alyzza married a korean man, siwoo. when they arrived, jomary didn’t want siwoo to think that she or her mother were gold-diggers, as people loved accusing filipinos. sure, their life back in the philippines was less comfortable, but it didn’t mean that alyzza married for money. fortunately, siwoo was a good man who didn’t bear prejudices against southeast asians.

not everybody was the same. par for the course, bubbles was subject to a lot of colorism and racism in this new country. one of her saving graces was that she naturally had a petite build. her new friends in korea praised her for her incredibly small body. although they had good intentions, this actually exacerbated her self-loathing, especially when siwoo and alyzza encouraged her to audition for a kpop agency.

at 16, she was accepted. she was thin, but not thin enough. her trainers at the agency repeated her friends’ words and made them monstrous: you’re so thin! but you could be thinner. you should be thinner. jomary let herself be put on a harsh diet and the girl developed anorexia.

this was simple compromise, the girl reasoned. she refused to start bleaching her brown skin, as her company requested, so it was fair that she stopped eating so she’d become as thin as she could be. right? right? although her mother and stepdad loved her, they did not understand the gravity of the situation, especially because jomary was skilled at pretending that it wasn’t that severe.

and then, right before she was set to debut in a girl group in 2019, she lost on king of the masked singer. she didn’t even make it past the first round — how come, when her voice was sweet as bubblegum yet able to be solid and stable? well, the general public thought otherwise. she was shaking and her voice wobbled all throughout her performance. rumors hounded her and her company, accusing jomary of being high on drugs.

the people around her knew she wasn’t, however. particularly after she nearly fainted backstage. they took her to the hospital and then discovered that she had an eating disorder. after clearing up the scandal, her company kicked her out nonetheless. her trainee period halted. she was both relieved and miserable.

audition.

in an interview, bubbles shared that she felt as if she hadn’t been trained for three years. “this feels like a brand-new beginning for me,” she said. “i was awfully nervous until i realized that i feel revitalized by the fresh start that ring of fire has given me.”

she jaunted on to the stage and, true to her word, provided a performance that our panel found “refreshing.” one judge praised her lovely, crystal-clear voice.

“i’m sure that audiences around the globe will appreciate her cute charms,” remarked another.

“but we know she can do more. she was holding back, that’s evident. it will certainly pose a problem if she never learns how to conquer her nerves.”

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nylwnder · 2 years ago

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˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ NYLWNDER’S BIRTHDAY FIC SERIES ꒱ ₊˚ˑ

hello loves!!!! it’s my birthday v soon and i wanted to do something cute to celebrate with you all :))) i’ve curated a series of fics to be posted within a time frame of five days — starting from august 25th to my birthday, aka. august 29th! i’ve picked my current favs to be the protagonists in my love-struck themed fics <3 i had lots of fun planning this out and i really do hope you all can enjoy them as much as i did making them!! love you all, stay tuned besties 💌

— on queue ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

₊❏❜ ⋮ DAY 1 ➳ frederik andersen

˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : plot : takes place as a memory of last night and nights and nights shared between the two. every night meant something. showed each other just how much love they hold for one other. how one could have so much control over the other. the way they could both rot the other's brain with infinite thoughts, whether completely filthy or tooth-aching sweet.

₊❏❜ ⋮ DAY 2 ➳ michael bunting

˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : plot : harvesting crushes for each other through their early years of school, and one unforgettable kiss at senior prom, seeing each other again after years passed was something special. love bubbled in their hearts, eyes sparkled and it felt good being lovesick kids once again. nostalgia couldn’t hit the two of them any harder.

₊❏❜ ⋮ DAY 3 ➳ rasmus sandin

˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : plot : after having some tough chances at love, it’s not hard for one to become almost hopeless at the idea of it. a set of lovely blue eyes and blonde hair can surely make your heart impulsively simp but when he fights to actually gain your attention? the butterflies in your tummy don’t even know what to do. he has lots of plans for you and you wouldn’t want anyone else to have your firsts with.

₊❏❜ ⋮ DAY 4 ➳ morgan rielly

˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : plot : next door neighbours either completely hate each other, or are totally in love. for one pair, they always sat in the middle. even though they could both get on each other's nerves, they did always stick by each other. that is though, it always seemed like there were “boyfriends” or “girlfriends” separating them from imagining a time where it could just be the two of them. that’s until enough is enough.

₊❏❜ ⋮ DAY 5 ➳ william nylander

˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : plot : driving around, the wind in your hair, hands interlaced, singing along to your favourite tracks. they were things you loved doing together. there was no place that the two of you could go where you didn’t have fun. nor was there ever a time where you didn’t find one more thing you loved about the other. being lost in love could possibly be the best feeling in the world.

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berriesandjunnie · 2 years ago

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❝ til death do us part ❞

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° synopsis we were a pair but i saw you there, too much to bear. you were my life but life is far away from fair. ┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° genre & tags angst / criminal!au / warnings for death, murder, suicide - you were warned these are heavy descriptions / hao and reader are a duo ┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° pairing minghao x afab!reader ┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° w.c 2.4k words

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° author’s note summary is lyrics from ‘no time to die’ by billie eilish

˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ now loading… enjoy! ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

“Yet another homicide attack happened last night at five-star hotel chain in Seoul with a total of twelve victims,” the news reporter announced solemnly on the coffee shop’s TV, “this tragic event follows a gas attack that took place just last week with thirty-nine victims. The Seoul Police Department not only believe that these two attacks are connected but also believe that the hospital attack last year may be linked too.”

You drummed your nails on the table, your gaze falling from the TV to the unsuspecting customers of the coffee shop who had began to mumble amongst themselves regarding the news report they’d just witnessed on live television. You scoffed lightly, taking a sip from the mug of coffee you’d ordered just to look ordinary. You were finding it hard to believe that the police department were only now beginning to believe all these attacks were linked. Between the two of you, your partner and yourself had taken over two hundred victims in the last five years, using differentiating methods every time but always targeting the wealthy.

On this particular day, you were eyeing up a government official as he drank coffee with his wife over a slice of carrot cake. You rolled your eyes, looking away from the couple as you awaited your next orders.

“Y/n?” the familiar voice spoke up in the ear piece you were hiding with your hair. You sat up immediately, “I’ve cut the CCTV. Remember to act like a victim.”

A hum came from your throat even though he wouldn’t hear it, reaching into your bag and pulling out a small cannister of gas. You placed it on the seat beside you, hiding it as you pulled it open and held your breath. It began to fill the room with a foggy smoke, choking those who were unaware. You took that as your sign to escape to fresh air, grabbing your bag in your hand and making a break for the coffee shop’s door.

It burst open, flinging you onto the concrete outside as you pretended to splutter and cough as bystanders rushed to your side.

“Are you okay ma’am?” A woman asked, crouching beside you as you pretended to cry in response to the attack you’d just been a ‘victim’ too.

“Help them!” you cried out, pointing to the coffee shop, “there are others in there!”

A crowd rushed towards the coffee shop, trying to waft away the gas with their hands as they tried to enter, listening to the pained screams of those inside as the gas took them down.

“Good job,” Minghao purred in your ear proudly, “I’ll meet you back at the apartment.”

The saucepan began to bubble over with boiling water as Minghao took no notice of it, his eyes following you as you emerged into the kitchen fresh out of the shower. You needed to wash any remaining gas from your body before it affected you long term as a result of your own actions, so you’d taken an incredibly refreshing shower in response. Wandering to beside Minghao, you lifted the saucepan’s lid and let the bubbles simmer down as you glanced up at him and he jolted back to life, taking the lid from your hand and beginning to stir the contents of the saucepan.

You rose a brow, leaning back on the counter as you watched him stir.

“Do they suspect you?” Minghao suddenly asked to break the silence and you shook your head, folding your arms across your chest as you tilted your head back.

“No. At least I think I’m a good enough actor by now.” You mused and Minghao scoffed, sending you a look. You jutted out your lower lip, about to bite back with a whine when Minghao cut you off.

“We should lay low for now,” he sighed, turning down the heat on the oven hob he was using, “they’ll remember your face from today - especially if you play the victim role again.”

Relaxing your tense shoulders, you nodded. The two of you had committed three attacks within the past seven days and the Seoul police were high on alert to catch the culprits. The last thing either of you wanted now was to be caught.

“Go sit down, I’ll finish cooking dinner.” You mumbled, playfully pushing Minghao away from the oven with your hip. He chuckled, leaving the kitchen promptly before you turned sour.

You wandered down the quiet Seoul street, intaking the night’s air as you listened to the screams for help a few streets away - that is where everyone had rushed to, after all. You began to whistle, admiring the neon lights of vendors and the aromas coming from their stalls. Things were going swell and you were hoping the wealthy were counting their last pennies by now.

Your eyes fell on an officer not too far ahead of you, approaching your direction. With your heart thudding in your ribcage, you quickly turned into the convenience store you were soon to pass. A curse left your mouth in the form of a hushed whisper, beginning to wander the aisles as if you were actually shopping - did he recognise you?

“Excuse me, ma’am?” a male spoke from behind you and you whipped around on your heel, startled as you faced the officer, “sorry but you were the surviving victim of that gas attack a few weeks ago, right?”

Swallowing a lump in your throat, you furrowed your brows and nodded in response to his question.

“Yes officer,” you pretended to continue to browse the aisle, humming a little, “did you find the culprit?”

“Not yet ma’am, what are you doing in this area?” He narrowed his eyes at your odd behaviour as you tensed under his gaze.

“My flatmate got her monthly,” you said oh-so-calmly, hoping it would sway him as an uncomfortable topic, “she’s basically bedridden so I’ve come to get some of the things she craves.”

“That’s very kind of you ma’am, I’ll leave you be.” The officer bid his farewell, promptly leaving the store. You let out a deep breath that you’d been holding for so long it had left your lungs aching, leaning back on the refrigerated section’s doors as your body felt oddly weak.

Hao, you thought to yourself as you closed your eyes, as long as they don’t suspect Hao.

The waves crashed at your feet, your toes buried in the sand as you both admired the way the sunset was rippling in the waves. Minghao had sudden stress regarding a criminal friend of his being arrested so you had suggested the two of you went to his safe place - the beach. It was well known between those who knew the two of you that you used to spend a lot of time at this specific beach before you turned to a life of crime, targeting the wealthy Korean population out of spite. Minghao could sit and listen to the waves all day and once upon a time, he would meditate to them.

“Hao,” you mumbled, barely audible over the sound of the waves as he turned to look down at you, “now isn’t the time but they’re suspecting me.”

Minghao made a soft noise, a small smile on his face as he looked back at the sunset. The warm breeze hugged the two of you, the only affection either of you had felt in a long time.

“I know,” he admitted, closing his eyes for a few seconds, “I won’t let them take you.”

“Don’t be so stupid, Hao,” you laughed lightly, hitting his shoulder gentle which caused him to open his eyes once more, “if they get me, run for it. Even if it’s back to China, you know I won’t dob you into them.”

“They know the attacks are being committed by a duo, y/n, they’ll torture you to death.” Minghao shook his head, as if trying to shake the image from his mind. He turned to face you, admiring the orange reflection of the sunset in your eyes as you looked up at him. He cracked a smile, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he thought about how stupid he must be at that moment in time.

“They can do whatever they like to me, I refuse to let them hurt you.” You bit back, furrowing your brows as you tried to read his face but he was expressionless once more. Years ago, Minghao wouldn’t have cared - so why did he care now?

“You’ve always been so stubborn, y/n.” He sighed, flicking your forehead. You scowled, flipping him off and eliciting a chuckle from the Chinese man.

Another ruthless attack, another rush of adrenaline as the two of you ran from the burning building. Minghao’s grasp on your wrist tightened as he tugged you down a narrow alleyway between two stores, the two of you panting for breath as you leaned against the brick wall.

“Jesus-” you breathed, gasping slightly, “do you think we’re in the clear?”

Minghao didn’t respond as he stared down at you, his chest rising and falling heavily. You were staring at the entrance of the alleyway, catching your breath as you kept an eye out for anybody who may have followed you. When Minghao didn’t respond, you turned your gaze back to him, opening your mouth to say his name. His body pressed yours against the wall, a hand beside your head as the tall male leaned down and pressed his lips to you in the moment.

Heated from adrenaline and years of hidden emotions, the two of you moulded together and didn’t part until your lungs were crying for oxygen, pained. With wide eyes, you stared up at him. You couldn’t tell at that time whether you wanted to punch him straight in the chest or grab his shirt and pull him back for another kiss but you chose the latter, grabbing a fistful of his plain black tee shirt and pressing your lips together once more as the ringing sirens of the emergency services echoed throughout the neighbourhood.

Minghao’s stress regarding his arrested friend was perfectly justifiable as your backs pressed against a cargo container, the two of you trapped in a warehouse you’d ran into to escape the law enforcement after an attack got ambushed. Minghao swore under his breath, one of his bony hands reaching to hold yours as his other hand reached for his pocketed handgun. Your hands were both clammy, fumbling to intertwine your fingers as you kept your eyes ahead of you, listening to the callouts of the officers surrounding you.

“Is this it for us?” you whispered to Minghao as the footsteps got nearer, “he dobbed us in, didn’t he?”

“We’re going to get out of here,” Minghao replied quietly, his narrowed eyes darting to the nearest sound he heard, “and I’m going to send his ass to hell.”

There must have been twenty officers before you both, their weapons pointed at you. They must have felt so accomplished, cornering the infamous murderers that had Seoul in the palms of their hands - although by this point you’d become serial killers. Minghao would gloat about that sometimes but now it was time to accept the consequences that being a serial killer come with.

“Put your hands up where we can see them and drop your weapons!” An officer yelled from where he had his gun’s sight locked onto your head. You went to drop your gun but Minghao scoffed loudly.

“Why should we?” He sneered, taking a step forward and breaking your connected hands. You reached for him, briefly missing him as he stepped out of your reach while you called out a quiet “Hao!” in a hissed voice.

“Do not take another step forward, sir!” the officer yelled once more, his hands shaking slightly as Minghao appeared to approach him, “follow orders, right now!”

Minghao boldly took one more step and the piercing sound of a gun being shot rang in your ears, time slowing down as your wide eyes watched the scene. Your face turned pale, yelling out his name one more time as you recognised Minghao wasn’t going to step out of the way of the bullet’s track. Tears stinging your eyes so badly your vision became a blur, you pushed Minghao’s lanky figure out of the way with your shoulder and a searing, burning feeling flared through the right side of your chest.

You coughed, blood trickling out of your mouth as your eyes fell to the bullet wound in your body before they found their way to Minghao’s startled form. Vision hazy, you weakly raised a hand in his direction.

“Hao-” You fell to your knees, struggling to breathe as Minghao shook his head, quickly throwing himself to your side as he held your shoulder. Your grip on your gun loosened and it fell to the concrete below you.

“Y/n, look at me,” Minghao’s voice rushed out, flickering between Chinese and Korean in a panic but you had long learnt Chinese so that you could understand the only man you’d ever loved, “I’m so sorry.”

Another cough forced itself out of your body, blood splattering onto both of your clothes as Minghao held you to his chest, his breathing falling heavy as he let tears run down his cheeks as if they were racing. His hands gripped whatever they could on you, your hair or your clothing as he tried to grasp the stupid act you’d just committed for him.

“I love you, Hao.” You croaked, your voice barely audible even if you had spoke as normal as you slowly ceased to breathe, falling still against him. Minghao froze, quickly lifting your body to stare at your face through the haze of his vision as he called out your name. You never responded, your eyes never once blinking. The sound of a gun cocking to Minghao’s right caused him to lift his gaze to the officers surrounding him.

He leaned you against him once more, his hand reaching for your handgun you’d dropped at your side. He cocked it, his hands shaking as he could barely contain himself anymore. The cold metal of the gun pressed against the underneath of his chin, his lower lip trembling as he let out a choked sob.

“I love you too.” He whispered before his finger curled back on the trigger and his sight went black.

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟

↳ currently playing ;;

[get you the moon] - [Kina ft. Snow]

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₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤/𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖

🍡 bubbles, royalty, royale

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🍡 august 6th

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🍡 pansexual

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🍡 hoodies, boba, writing, strawberry shortcake, cuddles, pocky

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🍡 racists, terfs, homophobes, the corrupt country that is America, and orange juice.

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🍡 why does math exist and why am I passing if I suck at it?

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🍡 why am I still alive if I contribute nothing?

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🍡 mainly writing, supporting movements, creating a safe space, getting mutuals

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🍡 getting proper mental help, work on myself, get a job

₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕣 ！！

❥ I stole this idea from @1-800-wholesome, if she wants me to take it down I will.

❥ My friends often steal my account. Their names are Rainbow/Lavender, Sparkles/Iris or Taylor, Sugar Bear/Thailia, and maybe Finn and Carter will log on but they are my bubbles protection squad.

❥ (𝕋𝕎) I have very crap mental health and self destructive tendencies along with bipolar depression, anxiety, etc. so if you see me talk about killing myself, I’m begging you talk me out of it. I want to die but my dad insists he will break down if I do so I do try, but talk me out of it I’m begging you. You can also ignore me, that works too.

❥ I can be a bit bitchy and I’ll have a tag on it, so if you don’t like listening to my shit posts block the tags bubbles speaks, bubbles reads smut, bubbles watches anime, bubbles plushie fam, and bubbles being a bitch.

❥ I call y’all the bubble tea babes cuz I love you all and once you become one there’s no escape.

❥ Just kidding

𝙄 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙊𝙇𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀, 𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙄𝙎𝙈, 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙁𝙎, 𝙊𝙍 𝙃𝙊𝙈𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙎. 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝙊𝙁𝙁.

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ˑ OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS -----

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APHRODITE. 〘 ˑ 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 heart breaker, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO. 〘 ˑ glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly organised 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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.

ATHENA. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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. 〘 ˑ 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.

ZEUS. 〘 ˑ 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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