#disposition.

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,    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.      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,    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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THE VOID.

their surname is “voidcaller” for crying out loud— a play on the phrase “the call of the void”. as much as beatriz may like to believe, she doesn’t always have a grip on her reality or her desires. after all, much of her life as “the wizard” has been reduced to assisting the needs of others, stopping world and universe ending threats. it’s a task she begrudgingly takes in stride, seeing as though at the end of the day, no one else is better suited for the task than she. she’s had many thoughts about shutting herself off from the spiral, giving up on trying to help everyone, mostly because of the fact that it truly feels like a thankless task most of the time. this however changes with the Nothing (also referred to as his chosen name, Dasein), and how far she goes to try and save her other half. an individual who’s seemingly always been calling out to that nothing, and whether she’s aware of it or not, has always longed to be embraced by that void. what if i took that leap. what if i took that chance? there’s no feat too large or monumental to beatriz when it comes to dasein. there’s no lengths she wouldn’t go. if it meant rending worlds, just to have him safe, she would do it gladly. but of course, she can’t act on these thoughts. after all, he wouldn’t want that, would he? it would all be void if she jumped to such haste.

THE STARS.