♡:|| Cali.⠀ If this is how it went.... Zeus, Poseidon and Hades ALL need help

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⠀       𝓓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘  𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴  ˎˊ˗﹐       ✢  ▬▬▬  and  𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 ↲       they are the  𝐬𝐞𝐚 ﹠̲ no 𝐨𝐧𝐞        owns  𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎  ╌  𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐍 ♆⋆ #greekmythosrp #mythosrp // #mvrp ⠀ ⠀

♡:|| Angelite.⠀ HI RED!

♡:|| Angelite.⠀ How're you, my dear?!

♡:|| Angelite.⠀ Happy to be back tbh!

“It fills me with such. . .” Well, she would rather not say out loud the emotion it feels her with for fear of an eavesdropping mother who yearns for nothing more to be right. “You're my son and there should be no bars to hold you from receiving love. All forms.”

𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

“Too much consumption?”

Soon. S o o n. Gods above, she wishes it were sooner.

♡:|| Angelite.⠀ He tries! He really does!

“Not as you treat me, no. But in a different way Your progenitors didn't come with a kind and guiding hand whereas mine came with a strong hold; there is balance to be found in us towards our own.”

“While some see a weed, a nuisance, and an eyesore, I see the beautiful cycle of life and death. With the simple blowing of a dandelion seed, you are spreading many more to come from it.”

Soon. September 22nd.

Oh, to sit at the edge of the realm with Melinoë and listen to the rain fall against petals and leaves. Until then, she sits alone as the rain kisses the summer for this brief moment.

Hands. Hands she knew from the moment that they were so small and cherub-like to now their calloused form of trials and weapon-wielding. Her son, no matter the size and roughness, was her son. “Oh, Zagreus. I wish I could make the love he gives one of compromise.”

The last of the season's bounty. Supple, sweet, and succulent.

♡:|| Angelite.⠀ Bby boi?