"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet." ~Plato oc for closed rpg 18+ content will be tagged
open starter for anyone in need of some counseling~
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Since moving to the island business had been building up at the clinic. I mean who would have thought that bunch of gods and their kids would be in such need of counseling? Even so, the clinic still had slow days in terms of appointments but, Hathor always made sure it was clear that her door was always open for walk-ins. Her office was warm and inviting, full of warm comforting shades of light brown, burnt orange, and coral.
Surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows with soft billowing curtains, sheer white. Centered along the back wall is a solid, modern birch desk with a plush, beige, high-back chair. A comfortable, burnt orange armchair in front of it, with a matching sofa along the right wall looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. Both with soft, white, fleece blankets draped along the backs. A soft jazz tune floats from the record player nestled in along the birch floor-to-ceiling bookshelves behind her desk.
Hathor blends into her surroundings well, wearing soft pink and white, her now long blonde hair curled and pinned perfectly on the back of her head. Small pieces fall as she types up her notes from her morning sessions, clear frame glasses perched on her pointed nose. The goddess is snapped out of her concentration when her assistant knocks and opens her office door. She pulls her glasses off and looks up as they gesture a client into the room, Hathor smiles and thanks her as she gets up to meet the client at the door.
“Hello, welcome to Bodhisattva. I’m Hathor, and you are?”
Hathor had just said goodbye to her last client of the day, sinking with a tired sigh into one of the lobby couches. A slender hand pulls her hair pin from her hair as she watches the snow outside. It’d been coming down pretty hard all morning but after about 15 more minutes of watching the clouds of snow become denser, the goddess stood and got a closer look out the large entrance windows. She wraps her arms around herself and stares out into the slowly dissipating landscape of the Admin district. One moment she could see the beautiful silhouette of city hall and the beauty of central park, and the next she was looking into pure nothingness. She’d never seen so much snow in all her life… which is saying something.
The notification on her phone broke through the silence of the empty counseling center, her eyes growing wide as she read the sheltering in place statement from the city council. Her amethyst eyes trembled as she looked over the empty clinic around her, slight panic creeping in as she fully assessed just how alone she was. As a fairly new clinic she didn’t quite have a full house of employees yet, leaving her achingly alone. All around the building, all she could hear was her own breathing and the whistling of the wind against the windows. Once she was back in the comforting confines of her office, she pulled out her phone and messaged a few of her patients, especially the last one who left her office not long before it got really bad. Thankfully, they were alright.
With a jolt she went back to the clinic lobby, locking the front doors and closing the blinds, hoping to keep out some of the cold and show she was closed for business. She’d be ready in case of an emergency of course but, for her own safety in an unknown city she took every precaution since she was alone in the large clinic - that was almost entirely covered in floor-to-ceiling windows. The goddess set up comfortably in her personal office, locking that door as well. She gathered a blanket and her book, laid the needle over the record she’d planned on listening to during her lunch hour, and cuddled up on the plush sofa on the opposite wall from the floor to ceiling windows. Keeping all the curtains closed but one directly across from the sofa where she laid, despite the harshness of the snowy weather outside, it was eerily beautiful to watch.
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After a few hours, she’d completely caught up on her patient notes, charts, and prescriptions. With so little to do and nowhere to go, it was good motivation to finish her work from this past week. Hattie however, was not built for the cold and these cold harsh winds and dense snow were going to do her in. She’d layered up as much as possible with what she had available, created a nest of sorts on her office couch, and raided the few snack baskets she kept around the clinic for patients. Still she listened to record after record and watched out the window, admiring the sheer blanket of white air outside as the sun set peacefully. As if on cue, her record scratched to a halt and suddenly the room was filled with the white noise of the player being left to turn on its own, just as a large dark figure lumbered past the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked central park. A hulking shadow blocking out the harsh brightness of the snow.
Her heart leapt in her chest as she shrank back into the sofa, her breath caught in her throat as panic set in. That was no mortal being, or god that took their shape… that was something else and the giant, heavy foot falls just confirmed her suspicions. Immediately her phone was in her hand as she scrambled to call city hall and emergency services about what she saw. As she spoke to a few officials, she spotted a couple more further away in the middle of the park. After a bit, she received the message from the emergency alert system - the second one today - and settled in. Not before finally closing the last set of curtains, finally closing her in and keeping her eyes from whatever had taken over their city. Hattie wasn’t built for this kind of problem, she was born to protect love and happiness, she was not born to be a fighter.
So, she stayed. Stayed curled up on her office couch under a blanket, now with a new record playing and her book back in her hand. She never opened it though… the goddess just stared at the closed curtains and honed her hearing in on the outside. Hoping beyond all hope she’d not hear any screams. Before she knew it, the stress of the day had caught up to her and her eyes grew heavy. Only to be startled awake by the blaring notification on her phone, both a welcome and unwelcome sound as she stretched awake in her nest.
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Damn it was cold, even cuddled up in her nest it was hard to ignore the freezing cold creeping in through the large windows. Even with the curtains drawn and surrounded blankets, the goddess was really fucking cold. She’d leaned into being a solitary person these days but damn, at a time like this she really hated how lonely she was. Her eyebrows shot up at the idea of going to the hospital, they’d have backup generators. The hopeful thought ran through her spine, suddenly warming her up a bit and she hopped to her feet. Peeking past one of the curtains she found what she was looking for, the hospital lights, the glow in the snow was unmistakable seeing as the rest of the admin district was a black abyss.
Her hope however died when she saw how horrible the weather still was. Goddess or not she was not made for things like this, she’d never make it to the hospital without having to be admitted. Some good these mystical powers do her when it comes to freak weather phenomena. She paced for a bit, moving her body while wrapped in a few blankets, going over every option she had to find somewhere better… maybe somewhere with people. Hathor paused and stomped her foot, mentally kicking herself for not reaching out to any of the other’s from her pantheon since landing on the island. Maybe they could have been some help but it's too late now. They’re probably too busy to deal with her anyways, an unwanted problem while they dealt with council business during a crisis.
With a frustrated moan and a tired sigh she landed back into her sofa nest. Deciding that there wasn’t anything left for her to try and do other than keep warm and try to sleep. Hopefully the snow would let up in the morning and she could go home. Or maybe she could go to the hospital and see if they needed any help. Eventually sleep found her, fully engulfed by blankets on her office sofa.
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Hathor awoke to the sun glinting through a crack in the window curtains, a rude but also comforting awakening this time. She smiled at the feeling of the sun on her skin, it was nice compared to the freezing cold air she still found herself in. Her morning just kept getting better when yet another notification came through, this time with good news. Thank the stars. She did a quick stretch and changed her clothes, layering up a bit better and lacing her boots to leave.
When she found herself at the front entrance of her clinic she found it still engulfed in about three to four feet of snow. So, she checked the back entrance they used for deliveries and out-patient pick up, which fortunately only had about two feet piled up thanks to the angle of the awning above it. The goddess grabbed a broom and got to work, clearing out an easier path before stepping outside and locking the door behind her. She knew she was supposed to stay but, who knows when power would be back on or when the roads would be clear, so she made the divine decision to start her trek to the hospital.
It was horrifying witnessing the imprints and evidence of whatever those creatures that she saw last night left behind. She encountered a few people helping with the clean up efforts, all of them telling her she needed to find shelter and each one getting the same lecture about heading to the hospital to help out. After about 30 minutes thanks to the waist deep snow and constant stopping she made it to the hospital, the goddess quickly sidled up the receptionist and showed her her identification. She was directed to a volunteer area where she helped patch people up and used her powers to help calm people’s nerves.
After a few long hours of helping out wherever she was needed, the hospital erupted in cheers as the full power came back on. Hathor let out a relieved sigh and got back to stitching up some kids' faces after they got into a fight with the folks he was trapped with. She even stuck around later into the night, doing everything she could and was allowed to do. Walking into her warm apartment, she found herself in a similar situation as the night before.
Collapsing into her sofa, fully dressed, and letting sleep take her away from the cold and scary.
❛ come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent. ❜
first meeting sentence starters: still accepting
"Ah yes, good morning to you too Skuld." Hathor barely had a moment to pick her coffee up off her desk before the other goddess dragged her out of her office by the wrist. She followed obediently, what else was she to do when a goddess she admired greatly needed her urgently? "A few questions first though--" However, she wasn't going to follow her blindly.
"Number one, where are we going? Number two, what is so urgent? And number three, what perfume are you wearing you smell amazing?"
Theo only grew more perplexed as she spoke, unsure of why this woman would have a reason to reach out to him in the first place. Was he about to be served with a subpoena? Was she from the city council? His brain was coming up with all kinds of wild theories, but he was sure none of them were right. And he really wasn’t prepared for the actual answer.
“Oh-” It came out in a small gasp, almost like he’d just been punched in the gut. He sort of felt like that was what had actually happened. He had never really let himself imagine what it would be like if his mythical mother showed up on the island, but a formal dinner invitation certainly wouldn’t have been something he would have expected or imagined. It felt very Princess Diaries. And certainly very foreign to his idea of how family members were supposed to interact.
“Is… now good? For dinner? Like right now?” His shift was basically done, and the next on-call paramedic had already arrived, so he figured that maybe this was the best time. He wasn’t sure that he would have the nerve to call and make dinner plans if she left now. It would be a lie to say that he did not feel oddly intimidated by this woman, despite her being his birth mother - or maybe it was not so odd, since she was a goddess. She was tiny, but somehow he felt very small standing in front of her.
“If you’re not busy, I mean. You’re probably busy-”
“Of course now is great~! I just wanted you to have a chance to think about it is all, didn’t want you to feel pressured to speak to me until you were ready. I’m not always this formal I just wanted to give you as many ‘outs’ as possible in case you hated me or didn’t want to speak to me--” Hathor cleared her throat and awkwardly readjusted her stance, suddenly feeling flustered at his... enthusiasm? She couldn’t quite place her finger on what she was sensing from him but it wasn’t hate or disgust so they were on the right track. “Anyways...”
The goddess looked at the young man in front of her over again, happy to see he looked healthy and put together. She was also enamored at the fact that he was so handsome, Hattie gave herself a mental pat on the back for that one, vanity was way too far up her priority list sometimes. With a practiced hand, she lifted her wrist and spun her watch to read it, noticing the time she looked back to Theodore and gave him a warm smile.
“If you’re done with your shift we can go as soon as you’ve changed. While you go do that I will wait here and I will call ahead and get us a table. What are you in the mood for? I’m buying.” Since she wasn’t sensing any hostility from him it was easier for her to lose some of her anxiety and awkwardness about the situation. Hathor hadn’t seen or interacted with one of her children in over a decade and if she were being honest, she kind of forgot how a mother is supposed to treat their child when they are grown. So, she figured she’d stick to treating him like a new friend first and work her way from there.
It had been a pretty quiet day at the fire station, so Theo had busied himself making sure that the ambulance was thoroughly cleaned and fully stocked for the next shift, perhaps naively hoping that there wouldn’t be an emergency call at the last minute. So far, so good, though, and he did not have very long until his shift was over.
He had just hopped out of the back of the ambulance to grab some extra gauze when he paused, surprised to see a rather elegant woman hovering by the main door. It was all the more surprising, though, when he asked why she was there and she said that she was looking for him. He had just assumed that she was lost or seeking help.
“Oh, well, you found him,” he confirmed, a friendly smile spreading across his face. Maybe she was an administrator or something like that - she did seem kind of familiar, somehow, although he couldn’t place her. “So, what can I do for you?”
Excitedly - but also a bit nervously - Hathor reaches into her bag and shoves the messy paper in there and pulls out another envelope. A few hairs had fallen from her perfectly pinned hair to frame her face as she looked back at the young man before her. She had to say, if there is one thing in this world she did right, it was make beautiful children. Pride flared in her heart as well as she took in his uniform.
“I don’t want to interrupt your day too much darling, first responder and all that, I’ve just gotten settled and wanted to reach out to you. I thought greeting you in public would be less startling than arriving at your front door... so here I am.”
She smiled at him then, gesturing slightly with her hands as if to say ‘ta da!’ as she finished. Only after a brief pause did she realize she’d impolitely forgotten to introduce herself. The goddess reached out with a poised hand to pass the envelope to him. It was simple white with a bit of gold filigree in the corners and his name written in beautiful purple calligraphy in the center.
“I’m Hathor, your mother. And that is a formal invitation to have dinner with me whenever you would like to talk. I’m sure you have many questions so, just call me on the number I listed and we can have a meal and get to know one another... only if you’d like to though.” Now she was just rambling...
A quick manicured hand reached up to place her handbag in the crook of her elbow as she stepped into what looked like the lobby of the firehouse. It looked exactly as she imagined it would and by the grace of the universe, she managed not to get lost on her way here. Her purple eyes glinted with excitement as she studied the jagged piece of paper in her hand, in chicken scratch was a name, nearly illegible but it was all she was given at city hall when she inquired about a child of hers. A child that worked here in this firehouse...
The smell of soot and stress found her nose before a familiar sensation, she could sense her children anywhere. Her blessing gives them a certain aura that comforts and she could spot it from a mile away. When a young man stepped up to greet her, she knew who he was immediately but to be polite she went through the proper social etiquette first.
"I'm looking for Theodore Bang? I was told he works here?"
🐝 * ― 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. ( random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life. ❜
❛ umm, is this seat taken ? ❜
❛ don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe. ❜
❛ my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home. ❜
❛ i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to. ❜
❛ can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ? ❜
❛ are you always this straightforward with strangers ? ❜
❛ here, i noticed you lost this earlier. ❜
❛ i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else. ❜
❛ so, what brings you here today ? ❜
❛ hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you. ❜
❛ you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ? ❜
❛ can’t you watch where you are going ?! ❜
❛ i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now. ❜
❛ oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ? ❜
❛ here, let me help you. ❜
❛ is there a reasons you’re here on your own ? ❜
❛ apparently we’re going to be working on this together now. ❜
❛ you look like you could use a hand with that. ❜
❛ what do people around here do to have some fun ? ❜
❛ looks like this will take a while, huh ? ❜
❛ oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself. ❜
❛ excuse me, i think i’m lost. ❜
❛ i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit. ❜
❛ do you come here often ? ❜
❛ do you mind if i join you for a bit ? ❜
❛ you looked lonely so i got you a drink. ❜
❛ i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name]. ❜
❛ what the hell just happened there ? ❜
❛ have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it. ❜
❛ can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here. ❜
❛ seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together. ❜
❛ come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent. ❜
❛ i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright. ❜
❛ i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ? ❜
❛ you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ? ❜
❛ we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ? ❜
❛ i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it. ❜
❛ i think our orders may have gotten mixed up. ❜
❛ do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ? ❜
i was gone for a while, but god help me lads i used that time to my advantage! here’s a delightful prompt request from a darling friend of mine, i love you to pieces, and i hope you enjoy them as much as i enjoyed making them! these prompts are for HUGS, idk how i made it angsty, but i did. ily all!! unclench your jaw!! stretch your arms!!
[ PROTECT ] - sender wraps receiver in a hug in order to protect them from a potential or present danger.
[ REUNITE ] - having been apart for some time, sender, upon seeing receiver for the first time, sprints to give them a hug. (be emo w this okay PLS–)
[ BATTLE ] - unsure about their survival, sender and receiver see each other across the battle field, and race into a tight, giddy embrace with each other.
[ SHIELD ] - sender pulls receiver into a hug to prevent them from seeing something horrific.
[ COMFORT ] - noticing that the receiver has received terrible news, sender offers them a hug as a means of comforting them during this difficult time.
[ RELIEF ] - sender gives receiver a relieved hug.
[ TEARS ] - sender/receiver/both are in tears, and as such, a hug is shared between them.
[ GREETING ] - sender and receiver share a hug while greeting each other.
[ FINAL ] - sender gives receiver a hug that is either knowingly or unknowingly the last hug they’ll ever share.
[ GOODBYE ] - while parting ways, sender gives receiver a hug farewell.
[ HAPPY ] - having received joyous news, sender turns to receiver for a delighted hug.
[ JUST BECAUSE ] - sender hugs receiver “just because”.
[ HIDE ] - in order to hide receiver from people chasing them, sender pulls them into a tight hug while hiding their face from view.
[ TACKLE ] - sender (playfully) tackles receiver into a hug.
[ TICKLE ] - while hugging the receiver, sender begins to tickle them.
[ SIDE ] - sender gives receiver a side hug (aka pulling their arm around them and pulling them into their side.
[ OPEN ] - seeing receiver, sender opens their arms out to them for a hopeful embrace.
[ CUDDLE ] - sender and receiver shared a hug that’s now upgrading into a cuddle session.
[ TRAUMA ] - having both experienced a massive trauma, sender and receiver share a hug in efforts to comfort one another in the aftermath.
[ TERROR ] - sender hugs receiver out of sheer fear.
[ SAFE ] - having just saved the receiver, sender pulls them into their arms for a protective hug to assure them they’re safe.
[ GRATITUDE ] - overwhelmed with gratitude, sender pulls receiver in for a hug to express how thankful they are.
[ MORNING ] - sender gives receiver a hug to say good morning.
[ OKAY ] - sender gives receiver a hug in order to assure them that in the end, everything will indeed be okay.
have you ever been too afraid to approach a mutual for plots and conversation? ever been intimidated by the idea of making that first step? then YOU need to know that ur valid and wonderful and it’s natural but unnecessary to be afraid bc mutuals obviously wanna write with you if they followed you back. but u also need these prompts. ily. have some water. and some of these prompts–
“ lovely/weird/terrible weather, huh? ”
“ hey! need some help? ”
“ sorry, i’m lost, could… could you help me? ”
“ i like your shirt! ”
“ woah, take it easy… you feeling okay? ”
“ oh my god, i’m so sorry! did i hurt you?! ”
“ you need to watch where you’re going. ”
“ your shoelace is untied. ”
“ okay, don’t panic, but i saw someone was following you for the last block. i thought i’d keep you company a while until they’re gone? ”
“ walking home alone in the middle of the night is stupidly dangerous. come on. i’ll keep you company a while. ”
“ hey! you left your wallet at the coffee shop. ”
“ see, normally people run AWAY from danger… who are you, again? other than the craziest person i’ve ever met. ”
“ engine trouble? ”
“ is this your dog? ”
“ don’t i know you from somewhere…? ”
“ say, aren’t you that one who was in the news this week? ”
“ i thought you looked familiar! ”
“ oh, man, i’m sorry! i’m so clumsy… ”
“ sorry, i’ve, uh… i’ve never eaten here before. what do you recommend? ”
“ excuse me? i could use a little help, if you don’t mind… ”
“ oh! that was one nasty fall… are you alright? ”
“ come on. you’ll catch your death, and my umbrella’s big enough for two. ”
“ you know the host/hostess/couple/deceased? ”
“ not much of a party person, huh? ”
“ don’t panic. i saw everything… you okay? ”
“ hey, uh… i just moved in next door. i thought i’d introduce myself. never know when you need a cup of sugar, right? ”
Hathor had arrived quietly a couple weeks prior but, was busy diligently preparing for the opening of her boutique so, she hadn’t had any time to socialize yet. However, her dear friend Hera had made her aware of one of the upcoming events of the summer season. A gala! Hathor was beyond excited and went out of her way in commissioning a lavender, flowing, chiffon gown with floral embroidery from Hera herself. Ready to make her grand entrance in style. The goddess arrived fashionably late to bask in the glow and warmth of an elegant event like this one. She couldn’t wait to catch up with old friends and family, ready to finally allow herself to be the best version of herself in a place where she didn’t have to hide her beauty and grace. Her metaphorical wings were unfurled and she was ready to make sure everyone knew she was here and ready to make an impact.
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