Hmmm, maybe it can be a mix of both. Like… Psyche heard about this human's beauty, so they pop down to get themselves a little looksie and they are just Struck by Neer's hotness.
STRUCK. Yes, is good.
I'm glad you agree, lol. You wanna get started now that we've got a basic idea?
Yeah! Maybe? I have no idea how Psyche would learn of the mortal. Also, do people know that gods exist or not and how would that affect the world?
Well in the description you said the mortal had beauty beyond any other, tales like that spread around. And that's a really good question, because if people do know the gods exist we get a lot more shock and fear when Pysche reveals themself as one but if people don't then we get a fun worldbuilding explanation scene.
Which would you prefer? Having low executive function day and honestly having gods exist and be known about by hoomans would be cool because it would shape religious beliefs because of regular divine intervention and so on, idk?
I'd be really happy to have gods be a well-known part of human society b/c then the real life ramifications of everything would be, like, crazy. Plus it'd mean mythology was just like… really fresh gossip instead of 1000-year-old hearsay which is just so fun to me. Secondary question: what's the time period? I'm imagining pseudo ancient greece, but if you've got something better please spill.
How about like, modern mixed with some Greece and a sploosh of Egypt?
Sounds like a plan. I'm not as clear on Egyptian culture as I am on Greek but I'm pretty comfortable with the mythology and I've got google so I'm sure I can make do.
Okay! I'm going for mostly architectural aesthetic tbh? So, where do they meet up?
Oh boy, that's…. an amazing concept. Maybe pyramids with all the comforts of modern building supplies and amenities? Big temples made entirely of glass? Definitely lots of columns, probably lots of busts carved into the corners of buildings. And statues. So many amazing statues in so many styles, gosh, that'd be amazing.
I KNOW RIGHT?
And hieroglyphics. Lotta those.
Oh yes, probably some form of hieroglyphics mixed with a more modernized roman alphabet drawing roots from the roots of English and Greek scripts! Oh!!! What if hieroglyphics function as some form of a secret language because pictographic formats are more difficult to learn?
Or maybe the language is a mix of old english and ancient greek but it's written using hieroglyphic script??
Secret language sounds pretty cool.
Tbh I'm sorry this rabbit trailed, do you wanna start now?
Oof, yeah it really did. I'm sorry about that, let's get going!
Yup!
Could you start, please? I'm a lil busy with homework.
Psyche rarely visits the mortal realm anymore. Any miracles they perform, any requests they grant, are all taken care of from above so they don't have to deal with… the personhood of it all. But word gets around and sometimes, the little things are worth it.
A mortal granted beauty beyond any other, this they had to see. So they slipped into their preferred form, tying on an ascot scarf around their neck and slipping into a loose empire line dress, faint pastel blue contrasting nicely with the gardens they'd landed in. Two dark, infinite eyes scanned the park for the mortal, sure they'd know them when they saw them.
Neer lived far, far from most humans. People were… tiring. And annoying. And they had no respect whatsoever for the sanctity of a well designed and dedicatedly maintained garden. The garden which they were caring for today, as a matter of fact.
They weren't wearing anything special, just a pair of navy blue coveralls and a bandana to keep their hair from their face. The sun shone down, hot and bright on their back, but they paid it no mind. The pink dahlias they were replanting were far more important, really. The poor darlings had just been dying in the shade because, unlike Neer, they flourished in direct light.
"They're right. You are… gorgeous." they breathed out, like the first gust of wind in Autumn, cool and crisp and fresh and cruel and so, so new. They approached the human, reaching out a scarred and tattooed arm in a vague gesture of connection, or an attempt to connect.
Neer shivered as a breeze gusted over their neck but they stubbornly kept their attention on the flowers. Their dahlias looked like tiny sunsets, each one bright and immaculate, and so they kept their attention focused only on this. The only thing in the world, it seemed, that mattered.
At least, the only thing that mattered until they felt a touch on their arm in what they knew was a private garden. They swung before they could even think about it. What felt like a jaw bone crunched beneath their knuckles.
Psyche stumbled back a little, jaw setting itself back into place. Some blood trickled down past their lips, they wiped at it and only managed to smear it all over. At least their jaw had set back so quickly.
"Ah, my bad. Hello! I'm-" what to call myself? "-Eden. Eden, I'm. Uh, you live…. very alone."
Neer shook out their fist with a bemused expression, giving the intruder a careful once over. "I do," they agreed, taking a couple steps forward so they could reach up and wipe the blood off the poor kid's jaw. Unfortunately, people snuck in from time to time. This hadn't been the first incident of the kind. "And you caught me very much by surprise, Eden. It's not nice to scare people like that."
"Really? Not a big deal. Fear is just a thing. And-" they moved the hand away, "pain is just a thing. You needn't help me."
Neer laughed, reaching up to wipe away at the blood a little more insistently. It was important that only beautiful things be allowed in their garden and Eden was pretty, when they didn't have blood dripping down their chin. "My discomfort is so fleeting to you?"
"Isn't it fleeting?" their hair looked so soft, framing an impossibly alluring smile. "And your garden, it is well put-together. Almost as lovely as mine." they say down by some marigolds, hair ruffling in the light breeze.
Neer tossed their hair and it made a sound like chimes as all the little pieces of metal clicked together. They laughed again. "Oh, I'm sure. Tell me why you came here, Eden." They remained standing, not wanting to get too casual with this stranger. "Surely it wasn't just to insult me and give backhanded compliments to my garden."
