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Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.

[payton-darcy-blog]

“Hm, I’d believe it. What are you a god of?”

[phillipwillohme-blog]

“Love. I’m a love god. ”

[irene-tisch]

Okay, let’s say you are.  What god would you be? 

[phillipwillohme-blog]

Flowers, I like flowers; especially the colorful ones. Or happy lovers, but seeing as those positions are filled,  I guess I’ll just take the broken hearts. Someone has to, right?

And you, my lady goddess? What would you preside over?

[phillipwillohme-blog]

[temple-o-feels]

Puppy Posey (✿◠‿◠)

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[phillipwillohme-blog]

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Tyler Posey by Giuliano Bekor

[phillipwillohme-blog]

[everything after this point is after revamp/time jump]

[blairewu]

"Actually excuse me for one minute as I pretend to make a phone call so I can get out of this conversation."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

" Come on, just tell me what you did for Thanksgiving."

[irene-tisch]

flashback || iris and pothos

[irene-tisch]

"Swear to Zeus! And sure, he might like to come along if he isn’t doing anything."  Irene frowned, not knowing about the sword.  "You what? Pothos those are dangerous! I’m not saying no swords ever but not now.  I don’t want you to get hurt.  Do you understand?"  She turned him around so he was facing her, so he could see how serious he was.  "And that means when I say don’t go near Empusa don’t go near her."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Really??" Pothos' excitement about seeing his father fades as he realizes the mistake he made by admitting to handling a sword. "But Ares said I'm big enough now! That all boys should know how to handle one." He froze up. "But she needs a friend... you and Aunt Hestia always say that I should be kind and to give people a chance? So why can't I be friends with her?"

[blairewu]

  "You are not going to call me anything but that for now on, right?" She gave a small groan though she really didn’t care. "And yeah. I definitely am. We agreed on tolerating each other." As she said that, she committed to her word and punched him right in the arm. "Jerk."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Nope. Just accept it, Daffodil." Phillip winces dramatically when she punches him, hiding a small smile.. "I just barely tolerate you and your absolutely charming disposition. And your language. Shouldn't that give me a free pass on actually appreciating your appearance?"

[phillipwillohme-blog]

“I hear girls like bad boys. I hope that's true. Because, baby, I'm bad at practically everything."

- Phillip, probably

[phillipwillohme-blog]

Phillip smiled down at his big sister. He tilted his head, motioning for them to find a less crowded space to talk. As he did so he gave one last look around the room for Blaire- his face falling when Puck told him where she was. Or rather, who she was with. "They really don't." He echoed, his words tinged with slight bitterness despite himself. "I haven't seen you in a while."

[blairewu]

"You are not going to call me anything but that for now on, right?" She gave a small groan though she really didn’t care. "And yeah. I definitely am. We agreed on tolerating each other." As she said that, she committed to her word and punched him right in the arm. "Jerk."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Nope. It suits you and you know you like it."  Phil beams before fake doubling over in pain. Faking it, of course. "Rude. I tolerate the sight of you then.Just barely tolerate."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

Phillip's Masquerade Outfit

[blairewu]

"What are you doing standing here? You should be out there dancing!"

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Waiting for you, Daffodil. Will you punch me if I tell you that you look beyond tolerable? Cause you do."

[irene-tisch]

flashback || iris and pothos

[irene-tisch]

"I don’t know, my love, but I promise we’ll find out soon.  Okay?"  She kissed the top of his head as she held him close.  "Really really.  He’d be so proud."  She looked down at him and smiled, but the thoughts of her meeting with Empusa started to race through her head.  "Pothos.  Have you been talking to people lately? Ones you know you shouldn’t be talking to?"

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"You really promise? Swear to Zeus, mom. Okay... we should ask him to come with us." Pothos stared at his hands. "Lord Ares taught me how to use a sword..." He answered carefully. "But Heracles uses one too! You can't be a hero without one, mom!"

[phillipwillohme-blog]

flashback || Pothos & Hercules

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"I must have bumped my head or something. Lucky I ran into you, kiddo! Things might not have gone very well if I couldn’t remember who I am." Hercules moved to ruffle the kid’s hair. "Yeah, I know her. It’s a secret code where we must know each and every single god and goddess. Bad manners not knowing them all."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Probably." Phillip allowed for his hair to be mussed up by Hercules, smiling broadly. "Really? Are you two friends?" He bit his lip.  "I don't think I know all of them- just the ones my mom will let me come and deliver messages to. Is that bad?"

[blairewu]

"It’s an abomination to the music industry! I’m so not being cynical! He is not asking it nicely when he’s all like screw you asshole, I’m marrying her anyway! So much for the nice attitude. A guy can be old fashioned if they were dating for days, Clueless Phil. Hm, I wonder why they don’t like him? Oh wait! I know! He’s probably some asshole who really doesn’t care about asking the dad but did it anyways to please the girl and get her to elope with him in California once father dearest said no."

"Love is such a powerful word. I would go with tolerate. I definitely tolerate you. You brought up parties twice and I know how to act. I’m like the life of a party, until I get kicked out but hey before that it’s all good." She joked as she grabs her bag and follows him toward the door. "How many? Tell me or it doesn’t happen. Yeah, I do actually. It’s called ‘Anything is better than Bloom Mobile’. What was going through your head when you chose that?" She shook her head at him. "You could do so much better than Bloom Mobile." As the words fly off her lips, she stopped right at the sidewalk at the Masquerade question. Blaire crossed her arms and glared at Phil. "How the hell am I suppose to check yes without chalk? You should have left one there, dummy."

[phillipwillohme-blog]

"Pfffft. You're the most cynical girl I have ever met! And whoa- that's not it at all! He's asking for permission cause he respects the man and his daughter but he loves the girl too much to give her up even when he says no. You don't just marry people you've known for days when you're old-fashioned, you have to.. you know- woo them. Whatever. It's a great song, I love that song."

"Love's easy, but fine. I tolerate you too, Blaire Wu. See, getting kicked out probably means you aren't the life of the party after all. This is why you need me."

"Dozens maybe, Nosy Blaire. And hey, quit knocking the name. It was either that or the Pollination Nation. Don't look at me like that. I'm bad with names." Phil holds his breath, not sure what kind of an answer to expect from her at first, then beaming once she says yes. "Tsk. So quick to assume I wasn't prepared." He pulls a blue chalk stick from his back pocket and hands it to her. "Oh crap, almost forgot." Phillip side-steps the chalk and opens the passenger door of the Pollination Nation Bloom Mobile and pulls out a bouquet of yellow daffodils. "I didn't know what flowers you liked but I had a good feeling about these." He explains.