sundays
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.''I'm not really about fighting.
I'd rather make everyone fall in love and move on.''
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Creiddylad is the goddess of love and flowers. She is graceful, absurdly beautiful, and she decorates her surroundings with petals and scents and good feelings and life. She appears as whatever is most attractive in a woman to whoever is viewing her.
She's also an incorrigible gossip, is controlling, and she likes to stick her nose in places it doesn't belong. She's not very subtle about it, either; one moment you'll be sitting on a bench with her, and the next she'll have a hand on your shoulder and she'll be telling you that your wardrobe is terrible, your haircut isn't the right shape for your face, and that you need to get over your unrequited crush, all while she has a pleasant smile and uninvolved eyes. She has a tendency to fuck and get amusement from people for a few days before throwing them away, too.
She has next to no friends and an abundance of lovers and those who are afraid to get on her bad side. No one really knows what she's like when she's angry, but she's ballsy and capable enough when she isn't to be a wild card. She's relatively amoral; immortality and an eternal lifetime being the goddess of love and sexuality have made her have next to no opinions that mirror those of our messy, emotionally driven mortal lives. If you're looking for an interesting acquaintance that's a fantastic lay, then here she is; but don't expect her to be beholden to that title for long.
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