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types of people : dungeons & dragons classes.
𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓   ⚔    toothy grins, stories around the campfire, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.
𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖉   ⚔    homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talk, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.
𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖈   ⚔    list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.
𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖉   ⚔    bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark-stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.
𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗   ⚔    goosebumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can't show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.
𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖐   ⚔    always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn't care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.
𝖕𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖓   ⚔    school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather.
𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗   ⚔    herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking tears away, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothing lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.
𝖗𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊   ⚔    flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.
𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖗   ⚔    infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.
𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐   ⚔    knowing everyone's secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know the basics, can't cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long.
𝖜𝖎𝖟𝖆𝖗𝖉   ⚔    piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecisions, scented candles, studying alone in cafe, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day.
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BARBIE MOVIE AESTHETICS :
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repost  /  don’t reblog.     bold what applies. italicize what sometimes applies / applies situationally.
𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑.       freshly fallen snow, the sound of sleigh bells, a lengthy look at the one you love, the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of peppermint, half-eaten gingerbread cookies, bows in your hair, the strum of a harp, gold jewelry, clouds above a stormy sea, the conscious effort to believe in yourself, lace dresses, a sun-dappled orchard, speaking from the heart, “you were the one i was looking for all along”, the cold winter wind, cheek kisses, bright blue eyes
𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐙𝐄𝐋.       golden hair, smeared paint on your fingers and clothes, marble staircases, dense forests with no path in sight, intricate braids, hedge mazes, grand parties, dazzling dresses, generational trauma, pink lipstick, the shiver of wind chimes, flowers in your hair, stepping outside your comfort zone, the tedium of chores, following your heart, love at first sight, the roar of a cascading waterfall, strong arms around your waist, dark secrets, “no more hatred”
𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄.         the familiarity of your favorite constellation in the night sky, the flutter of wings, freshly baked bread, dancing alone in your room, chocolate chip cookies, a babbling brook and the stones you use to cross it, running with the wind in your hair, sparkling jewels, an enchanted forest, dusty stacks of books, sibling rivalries, moonlit walks by the lake, the innocence of true love, painful deception, laced fingers, “it’s you i love”
𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑.       spun gold, a purring cat in your lap, the sacrifices your parents made for you, the prick of a sewing needle, “what would it be like to be free?”, dark caves, starry skies above, falling in love with your best friend, crowded markets, horse-drawn carriages, fresh air, a hand held out to guide you, pretending to be something you’re not, breakfast in bed, bubble baths, narrow passageways, diamond rings, cold jail cells, lengthy hugs, promises you can keep
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kindness is like snow — it beautifies everything it covers.   //   jemma + winter aesthetic.
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WINTER.
a chill right down to the bones.          tobogganing.          teeth chattering.          sleeping all day.          sitting by the fireplace.          spending time with family.          layered clothing.          seeing another’s breath.          loving the cold.          a state of inactivity.          cold hands.          blistering winds shaking the closed windows.          a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them.          cable knit socks.          a bitter remark.          a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.          hating the cold.          full length windows to peer out of.          pale skin.          deep conversations.          watching the snow fall.          sharp edges.          hot cocoa.          smelling every candle in the store.          a wild snow storm.          melancholy.          lighting candles around the bathtub.          snow globes.          expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words.          the softest of blankets.          liking, but not loving something or someone.
SPRING.
the smell after it rains.         being in control of yourself.          a soft breeze blowing your hair.          lightning when it strikes.          cherry blossoms.          bright mornings.          the first sign of hope.          the relief of finding something you lost.          paris in the spring.          birds chirping.          the art of growing.          a kiss on the cheek.          the clap of thunder.          a tornado in the valley.        smiling at a stranger.          planning.          saccharine pinks.          making promises.          trying something new.          hugs when you need them most.          a bee sting.          sitting on the steps of the met.          coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm.          picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.          that feeling you get when you put on a good dress.          a long hike.          rushing when you can take your time.          going to the gym / training at ungodly hours.          excitement for what’s coming.          becoming yourself.
SUMMER.
lanterns lit around a campfire.           seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again and again.          melting ice cream.          the warmth of sun rays upon skin.          fireworks.          the feeling of never wanting something to end.          beach days.          the lone blow up floaty left in the pool.           drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else.          music blasting at 3am, loud and proud.          palms trees on sunset boulevard.          longer days and shorter nights.          wanderlust.          nights spent staring at the stars.          sand castles.          road trips.          blood orange sunsets.          leaving the laundry to hang outside.          flowers in bloom.          sneaking out of your room late at night.          pure contentment.          barefoot in the sand.          the street lights coming on.          the sound of the ocean in a seashell.           freshly squeezed lemonade.          loose clothing.          a cannonball into the pool.         the hazy pink before dusk.           relaxation.
FALL.
the leaves changing colors.          a heavy backpack.          the smell of old books.          eating until you’re stuffed.          deep, dark woods.          the silence in loudness.           abandoned houses.          ripped jeans.          crunching leaves beneath feet.          feeling like you’ve been somewhere before.          sitting at a bay window.          having endless amount of work.          charcoal drawings.          screaming into a pillow as loud as you can.          pumpkin patches.          creaky floorboards.          accepting that some things do have to change.          museums.          small talk.          being ignored.          procrastinating.          a door slamming shut.          going to bed early.          baking pies.          the fear of walking alone in the dark.          feeling completely and terribly lost.          a twig snapping.          crisp, cool days.          foggy mornings at the shoreline.          writing a daily entry in a journal.          a lonely day.
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what colors make up your name?
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SHAKESPEARE  AESTHETICS .
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ROMEO & JULIET.     suburban  july.  scraped  knees.   bruised  knuckles.  blood  in  your  teeth.   bare  feet  on  hot  concrete.   restlessness.  your  high  school’s  empty  parking lot.  love  poems  in  your  diary.   a  window  open  to  coax  in  the  breeze.  burning  inside.  an  ill - fitting  party  dress.   a  t - shirt  you  cut  up  yourself.   the  time  you  tried  to  give  yourself  bangs.   biking  to  your  friends  house.  bubble  gum.   gas  station  ice.   the  feeling  that  you’ve  met  before.  rebellion.  a  car  radio  playing  down  the  street.  cheap  fireworks.  a  heart  drawn  on  the  inside  of  your  wrist  with  a  sharpie.  switchblades.   red  solo  cups.  dancing  in  your  bedroom.  screaming  yourself  hoarse.   running  out  of  options.  the  forlorn  looking  basketball  hoop  at  the  end  of  a  cul - de - sac.   climbing  onto  your  roof  at  night  while  your  parents  are  asleep.   flip - flops.   a  eulogy  written  on  loose - leaf.  the  merciless  noontime  sun.
HAMLET.     speaking  in  a  whisper.   holding  your  breath.   a  browning  garden.  a  half  remembered  story.  furniture  covered  with  sheets.   fog  at  dawn.   mist  at  twilight.  losing  touch.  the  ethereal  space  between  winter  and  spring.  the  soft  skin  at  your  temple.  the  crack  in  the  hallway mirror.   things  you’d  say  if  you  knew  the  words.  uncombed  hair.  books  with  writing  in  the  margins.   books  with  cracked  spines.  books  with  lines  scratched  out.  prayers  on  all  souls’  day.   a  chipped ceramic  bathtub. a  cold  stone  floor.   the  uncomfortable  awareness  of  your  own  heartbeat.   the  sparrow  that  got  in  your  house.    shadows.    the  creek  you  played  in  as  a  child.   a  dirty  night  gown.   an  oversized  t - shirt.   a  collection  of  your  favorite  words.   soil  beneath  your  nails.  ghost  stories.   the  strangeness  of  your  own  name  in  your  mouth.   deep  silence.  exhaustion.  a  cliff  with  a  long,  long  drop  down.
TWELFTH NIGHT.     wicker  deck  furniture.   new  england  summer.   large  sunglasses  and  a  blonde  bob.   a  storm  over  the  ocean.   patio  umbrellas  flapping  in  the  wind.   the  smell  of  chlorine.   muffled  laughter.  sarcasm.  starched  cuffs.  day  drinking.  bay  windows.  the  idea  of  love.  love  for  the  idea  of  love.   love  for  love’s  sake.  hangovers.  wandering  over  the  sand  dunes.   a  vagabond  with  a  guitar.   fishermen  with  tattoos.   a  pretty  boy  with  a  slacked  tie.   a  lighthouse.   growing  too  close.  boat  shoes.   feeling  yourself  change.    big,  floppy  sunhats.   double - speak.   a  song  you  keep  listening  to.  turning  red  under  their  gaze.   margaritas  drank  on  an  inflatable  pool  lounger.   string  lights  on  a  balmy  night.   sleepy  june  days.  fights  you’re  unprepared  for.   hope  you  weren’t  expecting.  pranks  that  go  too  far.   bad  poetry.   pining.  becoming  less  of  a  stranger.
MACBETH.     the  space  where  your  grief  used  to  be.   a  bird  that’s  lost  an  eye.   old  blood  stains.  heavy  blinds. the  smell  of  sweat.   the  stillness  after  a  battle.   a  fake  smile.   a  curse.   the  taste  of  metal  at  the  back  of  your  tongue.  your  house,  unfamiliar  in  the  dark.   a  dusty  crib.   the  smell  of  sulfur.   an  orange  pill  bottle.   streaks  in  the  sink.   a  black  cocktail  dress.   your  hand  on  the  doorknob,  shaking.  a chilly  breeze.  crunching  from  the  gravel  driveway  on  a  moonless  night.   clenched  hands.   a  rusty  swing  set.   a  flashing  digital  clock  stuck  on  12 : 00.  a  snake  that  crosses  your  path.   an  owl  that  watches  you.    a  dog  that  runs  when  you  approach.  red smoke, dark  clouds.   cool  steel.  tile  floors. footsteps  in  the  hallway  late  at  night.  a  baggy  suit  that  used  to  fit  before.  visions.   insomnia  headaches.  nursery  rhymes.  being  too  far  in  to  go  back  now.
MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.     the  high  drama  of  small  towns.   a  pickup  truck.   military  supply  duffel  bags  in  the  hall.    hugs  all  around.  tulip  bulbs.   a  wraparound  porch.   a  pitcher  of  iced  tea.  a  rubber  halloween  mask.   someone  on  your  level. ill - timed  proclamations.  stomach  clenching  laughter.  rushing  in.   not  minding  your  business.  crepe  paper.  white  lies.  secrets  written  down  and  thrown  away.   southern  hospitality.   homemade  curtains  in  the  kitchen.   a  sink  full  of  roses.   hiding  in  the  bushes.  old  friends.  the  wedding  dress  your  grandma  wore,  and  her  mama  before  her.   a  dog - eared  rhyming  dictionary.   chamomile  with  honey.   the  intimacy  of  big  parties.   lawn  flamingos.  gossip.   a  crowded  church.  friendly  rivalries.  unfriendly  rivalries.  shit  getting  real.   love  at  five  hundredth  sight.   not  realizing  you’re  home  until  you’re  there.
KING LEAR.     cement  block  buildings.  power  lines  that  birds  never  perch  on.   the  end  of  the  world.  useless  words.  rainless  thunder,  heat  lighting,  a  too  big  sky.   arthritic  knuckles.  broken  glass.   chalk  cliffs.   the  pulsing  red - black  behind  closed  eyes.  something  you  learned  too  late.   wet  mud  that  sucks  up  your  shoes  while  you  walk.   a  cold  stare.  empty  picture  frames.  empty  prayers.    the  obscenity  of  seeing  your  parents  cry.   a  treeless  landscape.  bloody  rags.  grappling  in  the  dark  with  reaching  hands.  the  sharpness  at  the  the  tips  of  your  teeth.   the  blown  out  windows  of  a  skeletal  house.   decay.   jokes  that  aren’t  jokes.   biting  your  tongue. prophecies.   aching  muscles,  tired  feet.  stinging  rain.  invoking  the  gods.  wondering  if  the  gods  are  listening.  worrying  that  the  gods  are  dead.   white  noise.   shivers.   numbness.  the  unequivocal  feeling  of  ending.
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM.     the  smell  of  wet  soil  and  dead  leaves.    listening  to  music  on  headphones  with  your  eyes  closed.   wildflowers.   the  distant  sparkle  of  lightning  bugs.   a  pill  someone  slipped  you.   fear  that  turns  into  excitement.   excitement  that  turns  to  frenzy.  mossy  tree  trunks.   a  pair  of  yellow  eyes  in  the  darkness.  night  swimming.  moonlight  through  the  leaves.  a  bass  beat  in  your  chest.  a  butterfly  landing  on  your  nose.   a  kiss  from  a  stranger.  a dark  hallow  in  an  old  tree.  glow  in  the  dark  paint.  drinking  on  an  empty  stomach. a  twig  breaking  behind  you.  spinning  until  you’re  dizzy.  finding  glitter  on  your  body  and  not  remembering  where  it  came  from.  an  overgrown  path  through  the  woods.  cool  dew  on  your  skin.  a  dream  that  fades  with  waking.  moths  drawn  to  the  light.   giving  yourself  over,  completely.  afterglow.   the  long,  loving,  velvety  night.  
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𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒. 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨!
𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.   a chill right down to the bones.  tobogganing. teeth chattering.  sleeping all day. sitting by the fireplace. spending time with family. layered clothing.  seeing another’s breath.  loving the cold.  a state of inactivity. cold hands. blistering winds shaking the closed windows.  a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them. cable knit socks. a bitter remark. a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.  hating the cold.  full length windows to peer out of. pale skin. deep conversations. watching the snow fall. sharp edges.  hot cocoa.  smelling every candle in the store. a wild snow storm. melancholy. lighting candles around the bathtub. snow globes. expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words. the softest of blankets. liking, but not loving something or someone.
𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.   the smell after it rains.  being in control of yourself. a soft breeze blowing your hair. lightning when it strikes. cherry blossoms. bright mornings.  the first sign of hope.  the relief of finding something you lost. paris in the spring. birds chirping.  the art of growing. a kiss on the cheek. the clap of thunder.  a tornado in the valley. smiling at a stranger. planning. saccharine pinks.  making promises.  trying something new.  hugs when you need them the most. a bee sting. sitting on the steps of the met.  coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm. picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.  a long hike.  rushing when you can take your time.  going to the gym / training at ungodly hours. excitement for what’s coming.  becoming yourself.  rain boots.
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.   lanterns lit around a campfire. seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again and again. melting ice cream. the warmth of sun rays upon skin.  fireworks.  the feeling of never wanting something to end. beach days.  the lone blow up floaty left in the pool.  drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else.  music blasting at 3 am loud and proud.  palm trees on sunset boulevard. longer days and shorter nights. wanderlust. nights spent staring at the stars. sand castles. road trips.  blood orange sunsets.  leaving the laundry to hang outside. flowers in bloom. sneaking out of your room late at night. pure contentment.  barefoot in the sand.  the street lights coming on.  the sound of the ocean in a seashell.  freshly squeezed lemonade.  loose clothing.   a cannonball into the pool. sunflowers.  the hazy pink before dusk. relaxation.
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍.   the leaves changing colors. a heavy backpack. the smell of old books. eating until you’re stuffed.  deep, dark woods.  the silence in loudness.  abandoned houses.  ripped jeans.  crunching leaves beneath feet. feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window. having endless amount of work.  charcoal drawings.  screaming into a pillow as loud as you can. pumpkin patches. creaky floorboards. accepting that some things do have to change. museums. small talk. being ignored. procrastinating. a door slamming shut. going to bed early.  baking pies. the fear of walking alone in the dark.  feeling completely and terribly lost.  a twig snapping.  crisp, cool days. belly laughter after crying.  converse.  foggy mornings at the shoreline.  writing a daily entry in a journal. a lonely day.
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𝙾𝙻𝚈𝙼𝙿𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂
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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.
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   𝐚𝐥𝐥   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭   𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲   𝐭𝐨   𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫   𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞   ,   𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝   𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚   𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
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THE  MUSE  AS  THE  ZODIAC  SIGNS
bold what applies to your muse. italicize what applies sometimes. strike what is never applicable.
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ARIES:  bonfires,  competitiveness,  hand  veins,  loud  laughs,  messy  hair, sneaking  out  at  2am,  abandoned  beaches,  stray  dogs,  candle  lights,  body  language,  creaking  floorboards,  ouija  boards,  having  no  regrets,  karaoke  nights  out
TAURUS:  house  plants,  oversized  sweaters,  soft  hands,  fuzzy  socks,  visiting  big  cities,  snoozing  your  alarm  clock,  the  colour  yellow,  vanilla  scented  candles,  aloe  vera,  fruit  smoothies,  baking  cookies,  the  mom  friend,  loves  the  ukulele
GEMINI:  femme  fatale  movies,  in  love  with  female  villains,  sharp  eyeliner,  quick-witted,  does  things  out  of  spite,  do  no  harm  but  take  no  shit, in  love  with  dogs,  probably  cries  during  sad  movies  but  won’t  admit  it, easily  excited,  ripped  jeans
CANCER:  mermaids,  easily  infatuated  by  love,  smelling  flowers,  picnics  in  open  fields,  gets  sad  when  thinking  about  the  past,  impressed  easily,  daydreaming  in  class,  plucking  fresh  fruit,  loves  skirts  and  fashion,  would  die  for  their  friends
LEO:  confident  in  what  they  do,  kill  them  with  kindness,  high  ponytails,  probably  wants  to  visit  paris  once,  not  afraid  to  tell  the  truth, in  love  with  cute  animals,  the  one  to  lift  others  up,  good  at  teamwork,  the  warm  feeling  of  summer,  dragons
VIRGO:  pastel  markers,  the  smell  of  lavender,  has  a  welcoming  vibe  around  them, actually  organized,  scrunchies,  neat  notes,  loves  going  to  museums,  probably  into  photography,  neutral  colours,  handwritten  letters,  stardust
LIBRA:  soft  blankets,  cuddling  the  ones  you  love,  always  standing  up  for  your  friends,  hopeless  romantic,  can  be  very  distant,  can  be  a  little  dramatic,  pretty  hair,  dresses  nicely,  tries  to  be  popular  on  social  media,  optimistic,  humorous
SCORPIO:  cottages  in  the  woods,  in  love  with  greek  mythology,  vintage  t-shirts,  really  emotional  but  doesn’t  want  anyone  to  know,  determined,  moonlight,  pretty  handwriting,  into  the  retro  aesthetic,  rainy  days,  doesn’t  judge  people,  cats
SAGITTARIUS:  always  ready  for  an  adventure,  street  smart,  wants  to  travel  the  world  someday,  doesn’t  easily  trust  people,  alcohol,  paintbrushes,  can’t  sit  still,  untied  shoelaces,  tangled  up  earphones,  blasting  music  at  midnight,  eye-gazing
CAPRICORN:  cold  aura,  coffee  is  what  keeps  them  going,  probably  haven’t  slept  in  two  days,  actually  a  big  softie,  high-waisted  jeans,  cute  pet  videos,  small  apartments,  has  too  many  notebooks,  often  goes  to  the  library,  writing  essays
AQUARIUS:  loves  to  paint  and  do  any  kind  of  art,  wants  to  live  at  the  seaside,  knows  a  lot  of  random  facts,  shares  food,  messy  notes,  bullshits  an  entire  essay,  graffiti,  has  their  own  distinct  style,  wants  to  live  their  life  like  they  want  to
PISCES:  old  teddy  bears,  unsent  love  letters,  mom-jeans,  loves  to  sing,  feels  at  home  by  the  ocean,  writes  poetry,  hard-workers,  always  up  for  deep  conversations,  probably  did  the  stupid  thing,  open  curtains,  a  soft  breeze
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CHARACTER AESTHETICS: jemma simmons.
BOLD what applies to your muse     /       repost,  don’t reblog .
𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝚈:     chipped nail polish.    glitter highlight. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair.    the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast.  overgrown flowers in your hair.    crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature.  flirting. walking home at three am with no coat.  platonic hand holding.  blowing smoke out of your nose.   dragonfly wings.   chaotic good.  freckles. fairy rings.   secret meetings.    gender nonconformity.   leather.   smudged eyeliner.   forbidden fruit.
𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙿𝙴𝚁:    computer errors.   a shiver down your spine.   haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways.  decaying plant matter.     shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes.    tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home.   the crescent moon.   the sea.    a graveyard on a foggy day.   cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out of the window of an airplane. soft kisses.
𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷:     graffiti.   pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.   lace and combat boots.    moth wings.    candles on every surface.    a weathered deck of cards.   turning the music up.   fireflies in jars.   calloused fingers.   drawing on your skin.  sunlight filtering through clouds.   petrichor.   a dying rose in a jar.    wearing a crystal pendant.   illusions of spells.   black cats.   mint gum.   chapped lips.   dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.
𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝚆𝙾𝙻𝙵:    murders of crows.    frostbitten leaves.  wolves howling at midnight.   knocking on your door.  leaving food out for stray animals.   the twang of an acoustic guitar.    honey.   tiny red buds on trees.    claw marks on the walls.   golden eyes. slightly too long stubble.   knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor.   always find your way back home.
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