#uncrowned9queen

“It seems someone has taken your voice small one,” she knelt down beside him. “It is very late though, can you tell me where you’re headed? Perhaps I can escort you there”

PROMPT: ✅  accepting

DISCONTENTMENT/DEPRESSION STARTER PACK

tagged by: Snagged from @sigrvif

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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  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.     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.   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.

@uncrowned9queen

‘Breaking News, there appears to be a huge fire at the research facility of the ever enigmatic SCP Foundation. Press has been unable to enter the walls since the Foundation’s official founding over one hundred years ago. All we have been told is that something dangerous is contained within each of the Foundation’s individual sites. The Foundation claims they have everything under control and that they have recovered everything that they could, what hasn’t been recovered is most likely destroyed. Nevertheless they encourage the public to keep an eye out for anything unusual or strange in the coming months.’

His hand stopped as those words filtered through his brain, what was that from again? So long ago it felt, since his escape in early February. He could recall the feeling of his skin being burned, his ‘clothes’ being torn, his body being crippled in all senses of the word, and yet he stood and walked away. He hid for a long time, quiet and silent, most likely believed to be dead as he worked hard to remain off the radar. Until he was able to move swiftly again, until he was fully recovered, most likely he would halt his experiments and disappear into the darkness of hiding.

The scent of flowers carried on the breeze was accompanied by the feeling of spring– That was such a long time ago wasn’t it? Now it was early April, as evidence by the tomfoolery that made themselves apparent in small towns; following traditions of April Fools Day. The warm air also showed the welcoming signs of spring, he could see the flowers blooming as time went on. Opening up their beautiful petals to reveal their interior, most likely to spread pollen and breed through the use of carriers such as butterflies and bees. Nevertheless they were splendid in appearance.

From where he sat underneath a tree he had no idea that there was a person nearby. His book in his hand, pen clenched tightly, the sunbeams that trickled through the shadows it was all so soothing. He enjoyed it greatly. While he was more of a night person, this was rather calming just as well. The soft wind was what alerted him to the feeling of being watched.

“Hello… What can I help you with?” He asked, confusion lacing his voice as his eyes stared onward to the stranger.

You are: Demeter

As 'She of the Grain' and 'Law-Bringer', you are the goddess of harvest and agriculture. You also preside over the sacred law, the seasons, and the cycles of life. You also give your mystery initiates a glimpse into the afterlife. Your emblem is the poppy.

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Werewolf

You're a big goofball! You're incredibly charming and chatty, almost instantly drawing people towards you. You're incredibly generous, and people love to be around you.