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moodboard ❥ floros fam ❥ sof + sam [1/?]
sofia floros ☯ moodboard [3/?]
The Villain
The bad guys. The mad scientists, the cruel executives, the evil witches and wizards, the corrupt politicians, the mortal aspects of pure evil, and, more often than not, the people (or otherwise) that instigate the conflict and the story. You are a very determined individual with a very strict set of rules.
Your mind is mostly thinking about how you can reach your goals and conquer your ambitions. You are often described as cunning and intelligent by the few who stick by your side. You like sticking to the shadows and observing, rather than interacting and taking action.
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you are turquoise #40E0D0
Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well. Your saturation level is higher than average - You know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. You value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don't be afraid to run out and make things happen. Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.
color quiz
scorpio: poison ivy
[once you touch them, there’s no going back]
the signs as plants
To truly laugh, you must be able to take your pain, and play with it.
Charlie Chaplin
♡ ¿ ⊗ — Sofia in Stitches — ⊗ ? ♡
“Look for the good in everyone. Find the jokes in hard times. If you can’t laugh at yourself then you have no right to laugh at others…” Her Aunt Hazel’s voice rang through her mind so often. Sage advice didn’t quite cover how much these offhand consolations had meant -- still meant. Hazel had been the young witch’s support on days when bullies and self doubt made the usually mighty though mini scorpio want to lay down…and maybe never remove herself from her bed again. Of course, Sofia never made it a habit to laugh at others, anyway. Not their appearance. Not their pain -- innate empathy cultivated through personal experience made it unthinkable. She loved to laugh with people -- new friends and old -- and make them laugh, when she could. But why was she laughing now?
Loud, nearly manic laughter filled her house. Open mouthed, Sofia leaned back and then forward again. She looked to Juliet in bewilderment. “It wasn’t that funny…I know…I don’t…” But her the waves of joy took over her lungs and made it too hard to be articulate. “I was trying to tell you about how Iann made this joke…about cheerle—“ The brunette collapsed. The top half of her thin torso twisted sideways to fall heavily into the cushy sofa. “Oh my god…babe..I can’t stop..I…” Tears streamed down Sofia’s face from the exertion of such extreme emotion, happy, or not. Hiccups started to come between giggles. Her entire body jumped with their strength. They were starting to become painful. Sofia tried to suppress all of it, if only to get her girlfriend to stop looking at her like she was some kind of psycho. “I’m sorry…I..I’m sorry…” There was no relief in sight — not in the near future anyway.