InnerCalamity

//;, To change or not to change sksks- ;-;

gastxr

I'm concerned!

gastxr

@InnerCalamity 
            
            ; alright then have a good day! Night or something UWU
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InnerCalamity

@Spilt-insanity 
            
            //; Thanks, I appreciate it! The same goes for you, too. My inbox is always open if you need it. c:
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gastxr

@InnerCalamity 
            
            ; I care about you deeply alright :) just tell me if something is bothering you cause I'll be here for you. 
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InnerCalamity

//; Starters/one-liners anyone? c:

blockshots

“ You are captivating , as if I am starring directly at my greatest fear and can not look away ,” the king who was no more than nineteen looked up at the other , smiling softly to hide how he truly felt. 

InnerCalamity

˗ˏˋ@deartheo- ˎˊ˗ 
            
            
            If it was even possible, his grin seemed to widen. His face, though it clearly showed his amusement, also showed no current malice. He wasn't going to hurt him, unless he had to defend himself or something. The boy seemd rather interesting and it sparked a curiosity within him.
            
            "I gotta hand it to you, you catch on quick," he mused before putting his hands up as if he was admitting defeat. "Easy. I'm not to hurt you. But I'm the god of terror. Perhaps you heard of me? My name is Deimos."
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blockshots

He blinked as he watched the god, blue eyes scanning him. “I don’t think you are human,” he mumbled softly, biting on his lip this time, taking a step back from the god. “You are not human. What are you?” 
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InnerCalamity

˗ˏˋ@deartheo- ˎˊ˗ 
            
            The god, upon hearing the male's voice, turned to face him. A small grin graced his face and his eyes gleamed as if that was one of the best complements he ever got.
            
            "Really?" he inquired, looking at the boy over with curiosity. After a while, he held up his hands and stared at them, going obvlious to his surroundings for a moment. "Guess I haven't lost my touch then."
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mindmovings

I'd smash.

mindmovings

that sounds french
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InnerCalamity

@eleanor-camacho 
            
            It's nice to meet you. I'm Deimos!
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kalskreide-

"deimos!" the daughter of zeus exclaimed, "son of ares, right? god of—"

kalskreide-

"it's a pleasure to meet you too deimos." she said
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InnerCalamity

˗ˏˋ@thaliagrxce- ˎˊ˗ 
            
            "A pleasure to meet you, Thalia," he said, giving a small smile.
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kalskreide-

"I'm thalia," the black haired and electric blue eyed girl said, "daughter of zeus."
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-rubyred

/   i legit have a daughter of deimos oc - 

-rubyred

/   ah , neither is mine , love ; appreciated . 
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InnerCalamity

@-rubyred @vixenterror 
            
            //; Oof, thank you!;-; It's not the best and no rush! Take your time.
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favgirI

/   i'll drop something soon ! your account is amazing , by the way -
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northwiinds

“Y-you’re... that.. one.” He gasped softly as he stared at the god with wide eyes, emphasizing the word “that” to signify he knew exactly who Deimos was despite his low quality memory. 

northwiinds

Boreas reaches out happily for his ice cream and shrugged,”you don’t have to thank me. Friends buy each other ice cream.” He beamed and led Deimos to a table after he got his ice cream, sitting down and beginning to eat the frozen dessert  happily
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InnerCalamity

˗ˏˋ @northwiinds  ˎˊ˗
            
            
            Demios flinched in surprise. He clearly wasn't expecting. As they waited, he nodded at Boreas. 
            
            "Thank you," he mumbled before looking away. He was still holding his hand and it made him go quiet. As of late, he wasn't used to affection, so he didn't know how to respond. 
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northwiinds

Boreas grinned as he reached out, grabbing his hand gently, understanding the look in his eyes, since he had the same look all too often. However he grinned when he ordered what Boreas had suggested. So the soft god paid for both and kept holding Deimos’ hand, waiting for his ice cream excitedly 
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