imperishable.

( affiliated original character )

[matodi]

[matodi]

PSA I tend to drop threads older than two weeks, seeing as this is the usual time after which both sides lose interest in said thread, but if you’d like to continue dropped thread, I’m more than willing to pick it up again! If you’d like to go with the same concept but make it a fresh start, I’m up for it too! Just come to me and tell me, I can’t read minds yet.

[anxiousbirbing-deactivated20161]

@matodi

Fritz wasn’t unused to seeing beautiful women with long hair that cascaded down their backs, but he was unused to this particular color that was in the streaks of hair that flew down her back. It was white and crystalline, and he found himself reaching out to touch it, only to pull back as soon as his hand touched the soft strand, not knowing what to now that he had made contact. He jittered a bit and scratched his cheek, stuttering out an apology. “S–Sorry, Miss.”

[matodi]

( Another one of her strolls, when she buries her face in a book and walks among people, staying ignorant to what is happening around. An unexpected touch around her back makes her pause. ) “Oh?” A soft smile curls her lips as she turns around. Her azure gaze focuses on the boy and she stares at him for a while before asking: “ ------ Do you like them?” Her unusual hair, that is.

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

[mikanrulz]

[aearesses-blog]

        matodi

          Within the confines of a series of structured bars, several restraints clench at exposed ankles and makeshift binds pull against white appendages that are pinned to the firebrick wall behind.

          The divine messenger finds herself trembling despite her best efforts to stay courageous, doing everything in her power to drown out lecherous snickers of how fitting it is for a small dove to be kept in a cage. She could still recall the sudden sensation of powerful jaws clamping down on the ends of her wings, having no hesitation in forcefully dragging her off into the darkness.

          She hadn’t even had an opportunity to fight back before she’d been rendered unconscious. There was a dull throbbing at the base of her temples – a reminder of whatever blunt object had been used earlier. She raises quivering fingers to the base of her skull in an attempt to soothe the pain, but the sudden sound of something on the opposite side of the room instead startles her and directs her attention away from the discomfort.

          “ .. Is .. s-someone . th-there .. ? “

[matodi]

“ ------ Aerith!” Perhaps it was Cordelia’s cheerful call that frightened the little angel. ( The reason for her appearance in this weird place would be similar - snapping jaws and dark whispers ruthlessly rounded her up here. ) She trotted towards the cage in hop-skip, accompanied by the silent ringing of the thin chain wrapped tightly around her ankle. ( For such an unpredictable god as herself, Styx obtained a very long leash, enough for her to reach Aerith on the other side of the room. Yet it is too short for comfort - the dreaded goddess stops a plenty of steps away from the other. )

She leans forward and rests her palms on the cage, her appallingly thin fingers curled around the bars. Once soft and gentle hands are dried almost to the bone, strange incantations in a stranger foreign languages thickly cover the skin from her wrists to her elbows. ( Without water, she cannot summon Scylla and Charybdis anymore. Without Scylla and Charybdis, she is completely helpless. Whoever did this, they know what they’re doing. )

“Are you alright? Did they hurt you? Did they tell you something?”

[waifubuki]

[moonveiled-blog]

               ❛ it is so they never forget. ❜ she states it so plainly, as if the uncomfortable feeling in her pit that came when she spoke was nonexistent. she turns the page. ❛ it is also so they can share stories. ❜

[matodi]

‘Never forget’ ? “Is that so?” Styx asks, her shining gaze focuses on Serena. Her lithe fingers slowly close her volume to gently set it on her lap as she moved closer to her companion. “No one remembers what they have read but a moment later. It can’t be to ‘not forget’!”

[matodi]

@moonveiled

“ ------ Have you ever wondered why humans need to write down everything?” She asked, comfortably settled on the park bench and leafing through the book. The title on its cover looks like written in a foreign language but the girl doesn’t seem confused by it.

[achillics]

modern mythology: styx (Στυξ) / personification of hatred

“a goddess loathed even by the immortals: dreaded styx, eldest daughter of okeanos, who flows back on himself, and apart from the gods she lives in her famous palace which is overroofed with towering rocks, and the whole circuit is undergirded with silver columns, and pushes heaven.”

[wareborn-blog]

“… She isn’t?”

The mention of the reincarnation of Harmonia was the only thing that made him respond. Golden eyes hifted from the clear blue skies that blessed Elysium to the bluenette beside him.

The whole reason he had come to Elysium was to see Lacie. He swore that she said she would be here, guess he mistook the date or something.

“Great, came out here for nothing.”

[matodi]

“She isn’t... ” Styx repeated like an echo playing in the dark caverns of her domain. She trotted in front of Ares, taking a moment to persistently stare upward, then moved gracefully to the other side. “Lacie didn’t tell me you would come... It’s not like her... ”

[munynotameiki]

[matodi]

@wareborn

“Draze--- Hey, Draze--- Drazeee--- ” Up and down, up and down, up and far away... There she goes, disturbing the tranquility of Elysium again. Carelessly rocking on the swing hung upon her wish, the one that is said to be feared even by Zeus himself. ( Though seeing how relaxed they are around each other, this statement seems fake. )

“Hey--- Don’t ignore me---!” No reaction from the god of war draws her back to the earth, the oath keeper soon lands lightly on the soft grass. With a hop-skip and a twirl, she joins by his side. “Lacie won’t come here today. She’s off to run some errands... ”

[mikanrulz]

Harmony (2015) || Sceneries

[matodi]

cont. || @ofedge

“ ’Beauty like me’? Please! No one in sane mind would find hair that seems like jagged spikes appealing!“ As for her face--- She looks like a teenager at the age of forty. ( It is not like she doesn’t like that, but barely anyone takes her seriously with such looks. )

[symphonyofsoldier]

underrated greek goddesses - social media part i

[matodi]

@aurecle

“Aren’t you cold like this?” The umbrella propped on hr shoulder now rose above the taller male’s head, offering a shelter. She greeted the other with a smile. “You look like someone who prefers a sunny weather... ”