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@eusaint
saint knew, objectively, that the situation with siiri was probably his fault--- whenever people felt angry enough to stab him, it was usually his fault. still, it hurt like a bitch, and as he wobbled his way into the hecate house saint could only think of one person: sage. he wasn’t very close to any of his other siblings, and to be frank, he wasn’t sure rostam wouldn’t laugh at his situation. ❛ hey, rosemary, are you awake ? ❜ saint asked through the wooden door before going for the knob, not even considering knocking before he tries to open the door. ❛ i made a bitch angry and she stabbed me. do you have a band aid i can borrow ? ❜ / closed starter for @eusage
saint was seated alone at a large table, the day warm and sunny in a way that made him and plenty of other students rejoice by the riverside of lake cleito. he has his headphones in, and it’s by pure chance ( or, perhaps, some intuition ) that he looks up just in time to see the familiar face walking his way. ❛ holy fuck, dude, i told you to leave me alone ! ❜ he said, loud enough to gather attention from the other students nearby. saint’s lips quiver as he holds back a smile-- there’s very little he enjoys in life more than embarrassing others around him. ❛ i am not going to sell you pictures of my feet, no matter how much you’re willing to pay ! ❜
𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫.
@eusaint / 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺
"𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄,“ noor didn’t give him a moment to greet her, pouting her lower lip while hopped down from the rail she was sitting on, “are you going to act like you just happen to come here, you didn’t at all get my not so safe for work snaps? no?” questioning him under thick lashes, the daughter of Aphrodite circled him once, hair draping over her shoulder while her head fell to one side. she couldn’t help the smirk that wrinkled her nose when saint met her eyes. “i love this kinda foreplay, waiting for you to break, totally fine. let’s gaze at stars and shit, you can tell me some twisted prophecies and i’ll pretend i believe you.”
saint regretted coming over even before he hears her voice. of course noor wasn’t going to simply let it slide. ❛ you’ve been snapchatting me ? sorry, i lost my phone at a party last night. but i’m sure whoever’s been getting those pictures is being very respectful about it. ❜ he lied, shoving his hands in his pockets to keep them from moving towards her skin; by god, he hated these stupidly attractive aphrodite’s children. ❛ you know, noor, those are a lot of words to ask me to bang you nine ways into sunday. if i didn’t know you liked the sound of your own voice so much, i’d say you missed me. ❜
𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲.
“I am so screwed.” Maddy heaves a sigh, exasperated at today’s turn of events. One moment, she was looking forward to a brand new day. The next? She gets saddled with a ton of work. How could this happen to her? What did she do to deserve all this bad juju? The daughter of Hestia rests both elbows on the table as she begins to massage both sides of her head with her fingers, furrowing her majestically done eyebrows. “What should I do first? This set list for the choir, my paper for the model un, or my script for maddbeatz?” She desperately asks the person beside her, though the question was mostly aimed for herself.
saint looks up from his notebook at her words; he was supposed to be doing a shitton of homework for his astrobiology course, but instead he’d spent the last seventeen minutes doodling a large dinosaur-- it was a mix between a t-rec and a pterodactyl, and saint was far too proud of it. ❛ i think you should light one up and chill out first. ❜ he answered, waggling his eyebrows at maddy. ❛ or you could pop an adderall and do it all at the same time. ❜ finally, saint shrugged, as if offering her a real answer was too bothersome to do so. ❛ the set list. i mean, how hard can that be ? you should be done with it in five minutes. ❜
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆: saint kothari.
hi friends ! i was supposed to post this yesterday, but as per usual, i’m off schedule by a whole ass day. my name’s fox, i’m currently twenty-three years old in the brt timezone. my pronouns are she/they, but i’m really not picky at all about it. i haven’t joined a new group in a good few months ? everyone seems so nice, though, i can’t wait to plot with all of you ! this is my mess trashcan baby saint, if you want to plot with him feel free to like or or message me ! if you’d rather chat on discord, feel free to hit me up at oscar isaac pipe me tnx#9349
⟨ AVAN JOGIA. CIS MALE. HE/HIM. ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, SAINT KOTHARI is actually a descendent of H E C A T E. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-FOUR year old ASTROPHYSICS MAJOR from CHICAGO, USA has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite INTELLIGENT & MANIPULATIVE.
✝ ◟ saint kothari tag dump. ——— 𝙣𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙭 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚. ◞