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imagine this aou scene but with no need for hand motions. just a look, a glance, maybe the sensation of something crawling up the back of one's neck, and then plunged into part memory, part hallucination. that's maggie's primary powers. she seeks to create an emotion and lets the subconscious fill in what would evoke it - from memories and cultural information. she has her limits, of course, but the more she grows into her power, the less physicality she needs to wield such a gift 💁🏽♀️
also because when a prey animal raised by predator animals becomes, through a twist of fate, a true predator animal that outclasses even the predator animals that raised them. what happens to the rage?
maggie has a lot of predator animal fear in her childhood, being raised by lions (seeing the acts they commit in exacting detail to survive and even collaborating and helping and committing those acts as well, and knowing if this is what they can do, at their scale, what happens if one of them hurts another, or worse, adopts the presence of a larger predator like the gods and the fear that one day they will run out of resources and be forced to turn on each other because there is scarcity in all times) but as she gets older it really does turn more into prey animal rage (because she never was a lion in the first place. she was a fox, at best. a hare, most likely. designed to run and be cunning and out think her circumstances and hating hating hating her circumstances that were constructed long before she was born, the murderous rage and desperation to never again be in that trap of an island, literally or metaphorically) and i think that's neat :)
maggie has a lot of predator animal fear in her childhood, being raised by lions (seeing the acts they commit in exacting detail to survive and even collaborating and helping and committing those acts as well, and knowing if this is what they can do, at their scale, what happens if one of them hurts another, or worse, adopts the presence of a larger predator like the gods and the fear that one day they will run out of resources and be forced to turn on each other because there is scarcity in all times) but as she gets older it really does turn more into prey animal rage (because she never was a lion in the first place. she was a fox, at best. a hare, most likely. designed to run and be cunning and out think her circumstances and hating hating hating her circumstances that were constructed long before she was born, the murderous rage and desperation to never again be in that trap of an island, literally or metaphorically) and i think that's neat :)
despite maggie's hardcore intentions to have a realm without sentient beings in it so she doesn't have to actually work like a queen, i've been thinking about hallucinations having a home, so to speak, within subliminal - a place to go when they aren't being perceived. cultural phenomenons, like the hat man and bloody mary, or everyday ones like water on the road or shadow in the woods can find homes in subliminal. the more humanoid ones have a sort of village or town that they cluster in, while the more inhumanoid ones are scattered throughout, depending on which area of the realm makes the most sense for them
during her death year, maggie periodically remembers key figures from mortal history that deserved better than what they got and spends an inordinate amount of time trying to find them so she can, if only for herself, know that they're doing alright. and also just to find someone to chat with, lest she return to trying to sleep in her death bed.
0 percent wife material, a complete failure as a wife. maggie is cackling honestly. there's a (read: many) reason(s) she was single/without enduring relationships, and never married or anything in earlier lifetimes
all tattoos are black and white , save for where color is directly mentioned .
▌ears : two on each lobe , and a tragus , daith, and two helix's on each ear . her ears also have some tattooed lines on the cartilage, like permanent helix's in a lower placement. ▌torso : the triple moon sign on her upper back , not between her shoulder blades but not immediately at the base of he neck ; a black and white candle as a chest piece on her sternum , and a bandaid over a faded scar on her shoulder , with “whoops!” in the bayland font beneath it . ▌arms : a spiderweb around her left elbow, the spider suspended down the length of her forearm ▌hands : finger tattoos with her big three astrological signs , as well as some palmistry tattoos ; a “third eye” with space coloring on the back of her right hand ; on her left hand , the spider from the web lives on her pinky finger . ▌legs : on the front of her thighs , two inverted torches , one on each thigh ; one with black flame and one with red . on her calves , she has a void fox - the back half on her left , the front half on her right , as if it is running through a portal . it is surrounded by poppies , which are on her lower calf / around her ankles .
@singofus whispered : what does your muse find beauty in?
𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 truly is in the eye of the beholder when it comes to maggie . she finds beauty in everything . things that are traditionally beautiful , exceptional , glorious all draw honor and appreciation from her . but so do things that are awesome ( in an old sense of the word , inspiring awe or dread ) , diabolical ( outrageously wicked, infernal , devilish ) , and gruesome ( causing one to feel horror, shudder ) also draw her focus .
she loves the sunset just as much as she loves thorns dipped in blood ; she appreciates the carrion bird resting after gorging itself on innards with wings spread to take in the sun just as much as the brilliant metallic sheen of the hummingbird . she adores fashion and makeup and music and artistry , and she adores the artistic prowess that goes into the hunt , be it in the waking world or not . the gentle hint of teeth from mother night's patient smile and the obvious threat display of a canine snarl both hold sway over her . creating traps , weaving webs , luring prey into a false sense of security is just as beautiful to her as the feeling of cradling her children against her , in aura and in body , as often as they will let her .
but deer can fuck right off .
@seaprofound whispered : how does your muse handle having to confront someone? does your muse have any escapist behaviors? does your muse experience wanderlust? where would they go? ( heeeey, welcome back !! )
𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 has , for maggie , gotten much easier over the years of her life . she used to be much more her father's daughter — running away from anything as soon as it could possibly turn to conflict , especially about her . but as she's gotten older , and found beings that she would fight for ( their safety , their happiness , their relationship , etc. ) she's grown into not shying away from it .
now , the way she handles confrontation isn't always the healthiest , but it depends on the circumstances . sometimes a little psychological manipulation is what you need to grease the wheels of progress , you know ? or straight up threats .
but only when she needs to . she just … has a very short fuse when it comes to her family .
𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓𝒔 are part and parcel of what make maggie who she is . whether it's through the use of substances , including her powers / domain , or through physically removing herself from responsibilities to go off and do literally anything else , she definitely has them . her whole “coming of age” era was entirely running away from responsibility and recognition — solely escapist behaviors . she's gotten better now , no longer with one foot out the door . she's just conveniently standing next to the door , that's all .
tying to that , 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕 is also something that makes maggie who she is . she loves the mortal world , loves traveling and learning new trends , eating new foods , experiencing new art . everything about the mortal world is so precious to her , and she does love to explore it , usually using her mirrors these days , but again ; even before all that , she traveled extensively .
in terms of divine realms , she's also very curious and loves to see new places , but she knows to be more restrained / respectful in those locations . they aren't hers , and they are an intimate space , so she does temper herself more than when in the mortal world .
▌real name: magissa. ▌single or taken: married to hypnos. ▌abilities or powers: aura reading & manipulation , illusions ( regardless of if someone is under a substance's influence or not ) , transmutation ( like mother , like daughter ) , phyllokinesis ( especially fungi & thorned plants ) , pyrokinesis ( limited , but taking after both helios & zeus as grandfathers ) & toxikinesis ( the ability to manipulate plant based toxins and poisons ; she herself is immune to most poisons and venoms ) .
▌eye color: hawk yellow ( like her mother ) . ▌hair color: dark brown 3a/3b , around shoulder length ( to mid-back if straightened ) .
▌family members: hermes ( father ) & circe ( mother ) ; pan ( brother by hermes ) & telegonus ( brother by circe ) ; dystonia & atonia ( eldest twins ) + dysalyo & kaluciyo ( youngest twins ) . from there , things get messy and interwoven , as is to be expected of greek gods . ▌pets: romeo , her beloved black cat !! she practices regular necromancy on him to keep him alive , centuries after first finding him as a kitten . after her deification , romeo basically lives in subliminal with her , but ventures to the mortal world every so often .
▌something they don’t like: deer . she is completely freaked out by deer , mostly because of their capacity for diseases . but any and all deer are off limits to her . ▌hobbies/activities: traveling , bar crawls , tarot , working on her poison garden , baking custom desserts for loved ones , designing tattoos , napping . ▌ever hurt anyone before: yes ; emotionally & psychically , though physically is heavily verse dependent . ▌ever killed anyone before: very verse dependent ; typically no .
▌animal that represents them: foxes , hares , ( some ) venomous serpents . ▌worst habits: self-loathing , carrying & worshiping untended guilt , substance (ab)use ▌role models: ariadne , nerisei ( pan's wife ) , hermes , & nyx .
▌sexual orientation: bisexual . ▌thoughts on marriage/kids: for the longest time , maggie did not believe it was for her . she had too much baggage from her own childhood to consider bringing life into this world ; not to mention , she thought she was infertile for much of her life . she put the thought of children & marriage far from her notice . her dalliances & flings were just that ; nothing that could have become substantial . then she met hypnos , & died , & became a goddess , & got married , & much of that was a dream come true ( literally ) . children were a possibility all of a sudden ; when she found out she was pregnant , she made a promise to herself to never embody the cruelty and distance her mother had given to her . & now , being a mother and wife is her greatest joy . oh , the fear still exists ; there are moments she opens her mouth and her mother's venom threatens to spill over . but she has put so much work in that she has more faith in herself than to give in .
▌fears: becoming her mother , abandonment , neglect , not measuring up , & , once again , deer . ▌style preferences: maggie dressed with whatever was in style at the time , often on the more masc side for casual wear , & femme for fancier dress . she slept in “ your dad is my cardio ” t-shirts with shorts that said “ enemy of the state ” on the ass . when she died , she was dressed like romeo from the 90s version with leonardo dicaprio . since becoming a goddess , she does dress a little more upscale , a little more calmed down ; & has passed some of those articles of clothing to her children . she prefers comfort , over expectation , but can dress as a queen should . ▌someone they love: triple h ; hermes , hypnos , & her children . she's come so far to have the ability to openly love them & trust that when they say they love her , they mean it . they are her home base , the six souls she would do anything — too much — for .
▌approach to friendships: she's outgoing , friendly , amiable , will go the extra mile for others who matter to her ; but she is also not someone to trust easily . i think a lot of people in her life considered them friends , while she had them at arms length . these days she's getting better at truly letting people in , but her interesting disdain for hierarchy plus recently healing ability to trust others means where she's looking for friends comes in strange places .
▌thoughts on pie: excellent choice of dessert . ▌favorite drink: seasonal coffee & we're in pumpkin spice season now so … that . ▌favorite place to spend time at: anywhere her loved ones are / her poison garden . ▌swim in the lake or in the ocean: the ocean , she feels off balance when she swims and there's no salty aftertaste . ▌their type: “ date a dork ” + tragic backstories & humor & height differences ( and she's 5'10" so they need to be properly tall ) + “ i can do it myself ” & “ i know you can but let me ” + feral in complimentary ways + approachable , sleepy hot + caregiver energy ( help her heal ) + warm . ▌camping or indoors: again, wherever her loved ones are !!
☄︎ stolen from @nectaric
maggie loves giving nicknames and pet-names to folks , including inanimate objects . she named her car patroclus . nicknames for pan include panini , panificent , panorama , pandemonium , pantry guardian , peter pan , peter parker , spiderman , etc. her terms for hermes are almost as lengthy , every riff off dad , papa , pops , etc. is on the table . if you have a nickname , nicholasname , or pet-name , she really cares for you .
𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐳𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐜
the underearth
The Underearth is a place of slow-shifting roots, the quietest and most constant life of the forest. Those who find themselves aligned with the Underearth are those who find their truest selves not in the eyes of another or the light of the sun, but in private acts of creation. They tend to be dutiful, capable, and thoughtful, whilst also often being slow to change, awkward, and anxious. While many pass the Underearth by without notice, those few who make it past topsoil and into the heart below are held dear. It is rare that someone can delve to the true center of those under this sign. The earth keeps its secrets close to its chest-- sometimes, so deep that it cannot find them when it does choose to look. The Underearth are devoted to their work, able to criticize and peek and prod just where it needs, but they have no such luck with probing the self. People under this sign can be enormously generous. Though less showy than some of the other signs, when the Underearth does choose to shine, they are like a clean cut gem, brilliant, sharp, and precious. They tend to favor gifts of their own making, paying close attention to what it is that delights those around them. They prefer to avoid being the center of attention themselves, however, and often do not know how to react to being shown the same care that they show to those they love.
𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
hermes ﹠ aphrodite
Oh, sweet child of travel and love! Your father is the swift herald of the gods, and your mother was born beautiful of Titan's blood. A life of greatness stands before you dictated by cleverness, hope, and consuming desire. No man can tell you what realm you preside over, but look to themes of wishes and fancies as you grow into your power.
“Every goddess carries a monster between her bones and iron in her heart.”
— thoughts #40 | r.m (via rmeisel)