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custom fitting | freya+hathor

with the lovely @mpfreya continued from here

( ✉ → Freya4luv) Well I hope you are ready because I can be right over today if you are down ^^

Hathor sent the text humming to herself as she prepared her fabrics. She didn’t need to physically carry all of them, but it was nice to have an idea what kinds of fabrics she had in order to easier transport them later. The Duat could do so many things but produce bras out of thin air was not one of them. Hathor could only manipulate the Duat in such a way to bring  her the cloth.

Still, the prospect of having Freya as a model excited the Egyptian goddess. She had seen the Norse goddess around town a few times and they were on speaking terms, but it was certainly quite more to show up at her place and offering to measure her no-no parts. Or yes-yes parts if Hathor would be allowed. She was not a stickler of separating business with pleasure after all.

Grinning to herself, she checked her mortal phone again to await Freya’s consent in visiting her, bolts of fabric already prepared to be shipped and more than a few sketchbooks of designs she couldn’t wait to show the other goddess.

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Witch brew | hathor+dionysus

continued from here with @dionysusxmp

Hathor had heard of Dionysus, not just on this island but eons ago. It seemed his reputation was definitely justified as she slid her drink across the bar into her hands, a drink in his own. She smiled in thanks and took a sip, and her expectations weren’t disappointed. The God of Wine indeed.

“Oh sweetie, it’s all sticks and stones, I’ve been called worse.” She gave a soft laugh, sipping the drink. “You know how mortals can get. You change one limb into another, or turn a friend into an animal, and suddenly you’re the bad guy!”

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Romantic Disaster | hathor+felix

Continued from here with the cutie @mpxfelix

“Oh darling, you positively have no idea,” Hathor’s reply was cheerful examining the box of treats she had gotten from one of the booths. The Sunshine Festival was in full swing and it was absolutely even more thrilling than she expected. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Hathor had been bored out of her mind that past few centuries and this little festival, was more than a balm. She was excited, she was enjoying herself, and she was definitely determined to sample everything and everybody.

Popping one of those delicately decorated mochi into her mouth she offered the demigod behind her in line one. It was more than she could eat for herself, and the little darling looked positively famished. “Romance always brings just a little bit of fervor and competition in everyone, mark my words,” She hummed, positively gleeful at the idea. She gestured a mochi-filled hand towards a young couple a little distance away. “There will be tiffs here and there, it’s always bound to happen and----” She pointed towards the other direction where another couple looked like they wanted to suck each other’s faces off right in front of the booths. “More than a little make up will happen.” She popped another mochi in her mouth before turning back to the demigod. “Isn’t it exciting?”

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Form fitting | hathor+ruyi

with the unruffled @mpxruyi continued from here

“It’s not much of a mistake, as more of sampling yet another offering.” Hathor replied with a hum, not at all bothered by Ruyi’s wry tone. He was after all, one of her best designers and honestly, she had wondered at first why Aphrodite had in fact left him “untouched”. Until she actually began to work with him and the goddess understood.

“It’s a comfort zone dear, it’s called such for a reason. Despite perhaps being quite toxic in its essence, one finds solace in the known and the tried. Even deities such as myself.” She added, rolling her shoulders as he requested, happy to be a live model as he worked his new creation. “However, unlike mortals, I have quite the stamina for “red flags” as you so eloquently put it.”

“Plus, in a twisted way, it’s rather fun.” She gives a wave of her hand as if shaking off the weight of her past actions away from her. “Waging war and shedding blood might be in my repertoire but in my heart I love love.” Placing her hands on her hips she slowly circled, viewing his handiwork. Such craftsmanship, he really was quite amazing. Perhaps Ruyi was due for a raise. 

“Perhaps we can offer this in a few more colors, what do you think?” She ran a critical eye on the bottom bit of the set, contemplating the fabric. “I might be able to enchant this also...for better use.” 

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Fiery | hathor+tohil

iwith the smokin’ @mpxtohil continued from here

Hathor was by nature, quite easy going. She was cheerful and liked a good conversation with anyone and more often than not had a tendency to give her opinion when it was neither needed nor warranted. So, to find out that it not exactly a pleasant feeling to be a recipient of such treatment had the goddess’ cherry-red lips on a pout even though a twinkle of laughter lurked in her eyes.

She had no idea why a strapping god such as Tohil had ended up on her shop of all things, but then Hathor was fast adjusting to the pace of Mount Phoenix, and being surprised was more often the norm. At his remark about her work however, she couldn’t help but chide him a bit.

“It’s named as such because of its effect, darling, not its color.” Hathor explained in a would-be patient voice, even as the lick of fire flickered just before her face. Fire was not something that frightened her, nor was his divinity any less intimidating than most gods. 

“I would offer for you to try it out to see, but I’m not sure pink would actually go well with your skin color darling. Unless you want to prove me wrong?” A smile that bordered on impertinent flashed up at the Mayan god, as Hathor brandished the scandalous piece of clothing against his tall frame. “You’ll turn heads at the festival for sure wearing this!”

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Surf’s up | hathor+aislinn

continued from here with @mpaislinn

“Curves are always delicious, and they must be protected,” Hathor nodded sagely, heartily agreeing about support and all the rest. Even if half the time she did not have a physical body, Hathor fully understood and appreciated the wonders of the modern fashions.

“Surfing is wonderful, I believe I have tried it once or twice, with an instructor who was inspiring.” She added with a laugh now, remembering a particularly enthusiastic mortal who promised her all sorts of excitement upon the board. The mortal she had quite forgotten but the memories of the experience stayed.

“Oh then bikinis are not quite what you need, darling.” Hathor hummed, eyes drifting down to the selection she had procured for her appraisal. She normally did not sell sportswear, but she could make an exception for a beautiful demigod.

“Are you partial to any color?” Hathor asked now, fingers dancing in the air as if preparing for a spell.

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Charmer | hathor+yoongi

continued from here with @mpxyoongi

At the sound of his laugh, Hathor smiled, pleased. She had wondered into Stop&Paws because she needed some food for her darling Malika, and had found the other person inside staring off into space even as he was petting a dog next to him. It was really most curious and Hathor had blurted out the first thing that popped into her mind. 

As his laughter died down, Hathor realized that her earlier comment was too hasty. Oh well, perhaps he would chalk it up to ignorance, but Hathor had meant only to amuse him.

“Would you have any organic cat food?” She asked now, peering at the many offers of the quaint pet store. “Preferably that helps with hairball control.” She hummed before looking up at the demigod again.

“It seems I was mistaken, I should have said lads?” She said with an apologetic smile.