Sofia Boutella

Sofia Boutella

skeletonin is the happiness chemical released when you see a ghoul or perhaps a ghost

things your muse would notice about mine: tyche !!

what they look like — while ty is a goddess of many attributes and faces , she's not necessarily multifaced . at least , not literally . she has rather feline features , true to her cat-like mercurial nature ; when she likes you , she'll play , and when she doesn't , she'll ... still play . just , against you . she's petite in frame and height , with hair that is usually a sunshiney blonde but can become black as pitch if she wishes . she's usually smiling , like she finds peace in all the world's whimsy and jokes , and she loves a spaghetti strap/strapless sundress or flowy long sleeve airy dress , and is usually wearing those in yellows , greens , browns , blues , and pinks .

what they smell like — ty is a clean girl , so she smells like rose and lavender soap , milk and honey lotions and dabs of creamy coffee perfume . but without any of that prep work , natural scent ? fresh cut grass that's laid in the sun for all afternoon , undercut with a little bit of masculine dark water .

what they sound like — she's got a lower register , a bit raspy at times , but her general demeanor is musical . she's often humming a song or old hymn , or a wordless tune that comes to her as she's composing it . she whistles , she clicks her tongue , she laughs , she cracks her knuckles , she twirls and dances and her bracelets clink together . she sounds like a good time , bubbly almost ; only almost , because just as quickly as her light is there , it can be replaced by shadow .

what they feel like — she feels surprisingly strong ; looking at her form , one would not expect much from her , but if she doesn't want to be moved , she will not be . aside from that , she feels warm , always sun-kissed , with smooth , freckled skin and glossy , smooth hair . she feels like a hug , like laughing so hard you choke , like the elation of success when you didn't expect it .

hey sorry i can't come out tonight i have a thing

the princess nods , letting the gesture turn into a bow appropriate for the nature of their stations . then she straightens and says , ❛ i've come to ask for a discussion on previous teachings , not to learn something new . ❜

she steps closer , mismatched hands clasped in front of her as she approaches the fireplace . ❛ when i saved lyssa , my verbal component was calling on a previous oath that i did not hold fulfilled. she swore herself to me , that she would die protecting me if she had to . she is now insisting on a second oath , though i hold the first unfulfilled . if i were to accept the second , would it replace the first , and undo what pledge she had made to me ? and what would her fate be ? i worry i may stumble into paradox magic if i continue ; or worse , riddle spells . ❜

riddle spells , while powerful , are only powerful until solved , at which point it undoes itself . paradox magic is unable to be solved , meaning lyssa may be damned not just to a long life , but an inability to die .

@faunisms requested a starter from HEKATE for MELINOË!

Hekate did not move from her place sitting by the hearth, her hand still gently scratching at the head of her hound as they bathe in the fire's warmth.

An equine eye gazes at her from the side, watching the princess approach before closing.

"What brings you to me, princess? If it's teachings you want, then I'm sorry but I cannot give it."

Lately, Hekate had been striving for Hekate to gain more independence. As such, she had decided to begin things moreso abruptly. Of course, if it was on behalf of her father or in need far beyond her means, she would attend - but sometimes a little fear and panic did the mind good.