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So I’ve been obsessed with this masterpiece by @thisiswhatmylifeamountsto ! Chapter 18 and 17 killed me and I love everyone so much

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#YoongPhroditeDay 🎉

1990. 05. 30. — is the day you when were born into this world, thank you for the last 9 years that you have spent with S💗NEs. thank you for sharing your happiness and smile with us, thank you for being the light of our lives, thank you for everything. on your 28th birthday, i can not say much but may the happiness always come to you and stay healthy, keep being Im Yoona who for the past 9 years we have known. happy birthday !

all your gods are teenage girls.

when the heavens had decided the rain down the shattered souls of the gods, there had been an unimaginable amount of beauty fallen across the earth; in a way that was indescribable.

like fairies in the wind, the pieces of the gods had taken off and forever merged themselves across the globe and into the girls who would one day grow up to be powerful, beautiful, and heavenly.


zeus dances in the heart of a crowd; music blasting through the fields and voices drowning out her emotions until it was all intangible. she’s carefree and having the time of her life, a thin layer of sweat coating her skin. but the air is humid and it’s attracting electricity— static crackling in wavelengths. and all of a sudden, zeus just breaks into hysterics because there are too many things racing through her mind, too many things she wants to forget; her regrets, her sorrows, and her guilt. she’s angry, she’s tired, and she’s unpredictable. her eyes dart in all different directions and there’s this booming thunder in her stomach; the air sputtering in sync with her pulse. and it’s heartbreaking for zeus’ friends to see her like this, because the facade of being wise and strong just falls beneath her, like the weight across her shoulder was too unbearable. but they pick her back, they rise and aid her so she can lead again, because she is fierce, imposing, and made to be a ruler.

poseidon rakes the world in need for more. the beauty she has within herself is not enough for her, and she searches and searches for something she will never have. constantly changing, her eyes flicker colors in exchange with the emotions she’s feeling, a temper so hard to calm like the raging storms of the sea.her mood swings differentiate into so many unexpected personalities yet each and every one of them are brilliant all the same— poseidon, like the god himself, is terrifying yet breathtaking. a girl who holds a piece of poseidon within her will eternally wish that she has more in her hands than she can bear. revenge always sits at the tip of their tongue; and her words so sharp they could part the ocean. playful winks and side smirks are all held dear to poseidon’s heart, but a sneer and a glare are her signatures. she hopes for a day when the world will crumble under her touch, because the waters is already hers.

hades has tired eyes and a tired soul, and she’s just ready for everything to be over with. the days she spends inside are what makes her happy, the time with her other friends in front of a screen, across the world. hades has a stubbornness incomparable to anyone else’s, and the emotions of others have absolutely no effect on her her—  because she knows that she comes first. she has put herself through hell and back, and some days the dizziness of anger and frustration never goes away. but since she is suffering, everyone else around her too must suffer along with her. she is symbolic in a way that she should be feared, but there’s this impeccable beauty around her that causes you to stay close. hades is simply mesmerizing. the burning fire in her eyes and the brush of cold skin that makes you wonder if she really is part of your world. she sinks her claws into unsuspecting hearts, unmoved by their prayers or pleas for mercy. she holds them near, and never lets them go.


and this had only been the the big three— not even half of the olympians. there were hundreds, thousands, of other gods and goddesses amongst the stars who spilled their light upon the girls of earth. and now, because they had been touched by ethereal and heavenly powers, they would never be the same. who had rained stardust in your veins?