#coronamumbras

[arsephe]

"Darling, you are the Queen of the Underworld. MAKE them fear you. Unleash your power!" (@ persephone)

     The small goddess swept through the room ,  destruction in her wake .  Her eyes were bloodshot and tears stained her cheeks .  She had never felt so much rage in her life ,  and she was feeding on the pulsing sensation that seemed to take over her thoughts and every bodily movement .  She felt in control for once ,  something she had desired for a long time after having always been at the whim of someone else .  ❛ I will punish that bitch for even looking at my husband ,  ❜  she hissed ,  feeding into Eris’ provoking .  She stood in the middle of the room ,  hands on her hips as she took deep breaths before she sucked the lifeforce out of her own self .  Though it did nothing to help quell the rage ;  her hair must have looked like black flames of fire and her eyes took on a dark shade of red .  ❛ I wonder how she would look as a pretty potted piece on my bedside table .  Is that enough entertainment for you here in my husband’s domain ,  Eris ?  ❜ ,  she said ,  not forgetting the goddess had wound her up to this point .  But there was nothing to do about it ,  Persephone craved to carry out Eris’ urgings .  RANDOM ASK // @coronamumbras    

[arsephe]

"Brother dear, you need to de-stress. Come, let's go start a war." (for Ares, obvi)

     The god of war sat there brooding as she encouraged him .  Having finished cleaning his sword ,  he was now mulling over it ,  turning it every so often so he could look at it from a different angle .  It was his attempt to channel the rage he felt boiling ,  and not do something he would later regret .  He could not simply start a war every time he was sent licking his wounds by one of his family .  But now that she said it ,  and the idea was floating around ,  he would likely cave to her tempting for chaos ,  disorder ,  and destruction .  The chaotic trio that always brought peace to him .  Afterall ,  why should he deny his nature -- ‘ the worst god on Olympus ’ as his father always considered him .  He was born to usher in destruction wherever he went .  He only smirked as his eyes settled on the other goddess .  Eris ,  his dear sister ,  and one of the only Olympians that had always been loyal to him .  ❛  I don’t think you would want to take part in the wars I would like to start . ❜ RANDOM ASK // @coronamumbras       

[seaprofound]

    「 FROM,  Eris ╱ @coronamumbras  」 —  “Excuse you, my face is /flawless!/ YOU’RE the one who always smells of rotten fish.”

    With an impish twitch of her lips, Po transmogrified the potion bottle she held in her dainty hand into a noir eau de parfum by Mademoiselle Chanel. Despite the similar look to the Chanel brand, though, the logo could not be more different. She simplified the name, giving it jagged edges and harsh shadows that seemed reminiscent of oozing blood, and made it piece through the hearts of a trio of fish like a makeshift harpoon.

    ❝ Do you like it? ❞ she said, not really waiting for a response as she spritzed a smidgen of its putrid odor into the otherwise clean air (all the while resisting the urge not to tear out her nose), ❝ I shall call it Le Morte d'Poisson. See, Eris? Now, we can both smell like rotten fish. ❞ She gave a dreamy sigh as if she had finished a poem that sent her heart a-flutter. ❝ Is that not just absolutely horrendous? ❞

[godkeing]

“  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed  lately?  ” (lmao right off the bat)

 THE  PRINCESS  BRIDE  PROMPT  STARTERS     –     @coronamumbras

     the  entire  world  would  know  the  god  was  in  a  bad  mood ,  ORDER  was  not  being  kept  to  his  standards .  a  distant  look  in  his  eyes  show  that  he  is  somewhere  inside  his  own  mind  until  the  goddess  speaks .  “  MORTALS  SIN ,  i  am  teaching  them  a  lesson .  we  feed  them ,  protect  them ,  and  yet  they  seem  untameable .  ”  words  spoken  through  greeted  teeth .