come on remember your mail I just— /enyo/
TUMBLR WON’T LET ME TRY ANYMORE WEEPS N I HAVE TRIED LITERALLY EVERY COMBINATION I CAN THINK OF
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occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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come on remember your mail I just— /enyo/
TUMBLR WON’T LET ME TRY ANYMORE WEEPS N I HAVE TRIED LITERALLY EVERY COMBINATION I CAN THINK OF
is this one fantasy or two fantasy
this is a nightmare please wake me up
come back
No.
and she never did
well i guess enyo really is dead, rip enyo
WELL I DONT KNOW— but hi my love
I EVEN HAVE TWO ENYOS AND I CAN’T REMEMBER EITHER -- hello my dear
h ello
look who’s here but on another acct
Let me just— Collect myself I [’ silently squeals ‘]
is that god mom
greetings turd
silently weeps
loudly yells wHAT IS MY EMAIL FOR ENYO GOD DAMN
look who’s here but on another acct
i’M TRYING OKAY, at least i got one goddess
h ello
I'm planning to base off Hera from your depiction for a school project-- you're good at this really
this is 25 days late but thank you so much dear, sorry that i've let this account become inactive <3
apollo-bansin replied to your post:
And here I thought you chained him up again.
"Only during our private time."
"I haven't heard from Zeusie for quite awhile!
Oh gods--"
[ ✧ ] —-Ah, his father was right. Just a few compliments and clients would come crawling to his door. Sometimes, his bedazzled homosexual of a dad had his moments. “Everyday is an occasion,” He began, placing both hands against her shoulder, giving them a gentle squeeze of reassurance as he looked at her reflection in the mirror. “If one in this beautiful.” With that, he replaced his hands behind his back, sauntering over to her front to explain some terms and conditions. “I can have the finished piece delivered within the day. Will the madame be paying by cash, card, or cheque?”
The queen merely smiled. On Olympus perhaps, yet if she adorned the same gowns as she did up there, she would receive far too many stares from perplexed humans. "Excellent. Card of course, what century do you think we live in?" Thankfully when she had first descended to the mundane world, she had organised an alias for herself if ever she needed to interact with the humans. Which ended up being a godsend when she became the manager of Vera Wang bridal store for a few months. Cho Hana was a successful and proud woman-- and completely fake.
[ ✧ ] —-Ever the smooth operator with older women, wasn’t he? Dolce matched the maiden’s chuckles with a monosyllabic chortle of his own, a gracious lilt of his head given to address her prior statement. “Ah, flattery is never my thing dear Madame.” Lies. Compliments were never a Spencer thing, and it only comes out whenever the situation requires it. Case in point: getting clients. “I was merely stating the the truth.” Ebony eyes twinkled at the possibility of another regular customer, and he offered the female one of his rare half-grins at the mention. “Thank you. I do wish you will be. ‘Tis always an honor to work with such…exquisite beauties.”
"Oh, please..." Hera could feel her ego swelling, even rivalling that of her husband's as she beamed. It wasn't hard for she was quite superficial sometimes and flattery really did, well, flatter her. The price-tag was not much of an issue anyway, and she could always pay her 'Zeusie' a visit if she was too strapped for cash. Having her own little designer didn't seem like such a terrible idea. "Hopefully I have an occasion coming up so I can show this darling off."
She beamed at the goddess, joyous over her praises. She watched her admire the bouquet, her expression softening. Upon hearing, however, her words, So Eun’s attention snapped back, her eyes widening at the realization at the offer. “O-oh, I should be the one saying such things to you, my lady—”
The goddess shook her head, lowering the flora. "I was not lying when I said I take very good care of those I am fond of, and I will be disheartened if I do hear that you didn't approach me during a time I could have helped you."