*breathes* hi. :)
“Well, well, well! Look what the cat dragged in... Again. Nice of you to grace us with your presence, Jae.”

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*breathes* hi. :)
“Well, well, well! Look what the cat dragged in... Again. Nice of you to grace us with your presence, Jae.”
❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity while you-know-who is near, I’ll burn it. ❜❜
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He’s a demon in the flesh because even as he hears the threat, Eros is pulling from the hidden pocket of his jacket a small sprig of the aforementioned plant. “Oh...you mean this?”
The god has no sense of decent behavior as he holds it up and over Jae’s head. He puts on his very very best smitten look and focuses on Jae who could probably level him with a look right now.
“KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE!” he declares then blows magick the others way, and cackles as he pushes him away from himself.
❛ I told my story and you judged me? ❜
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Eros is still chuckling about it. It’s been a solid hour but every single time the camera is turned to him the god of Love is snickering about the story Jae told him.
“I’m sorry!” the words are sandwiched between laughs before Eros goes on. “But how do you expect me to not judge you, at least a little when you tell me you wrote a song for a girl and she not only rejected you but roasted you for it?”
The god is “normal” today; dressed in relaxed yet fashionable street clothes, a hat and sick mask hiding his ethereal face, and has glamoured his wings away. They walk the human world and for all his toned-downness, the god is still attracting stares with the sound of his laughing.
“She grilled you!”
"Is that a request or a command?"
The demigod’s question had justturned Zeus’ almost friendly request into a command. His eyes narrowing for asplit-second at the boy, he put on one of his most friendly (but faked) smiles.“You turned it into a command now.” Taking a step closer to the demigod, Zeus’aura gradually shifted into a threatening one. “Step. Aside.” Repeating his previousrequest, but now using a commanding tone of voice, his expression showed that he would nottolerate any disobedience.
“I did not expect to like you, but I do.”
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“Listen,” Eros says as he clicks through several drop-down menus on his computer screen. The video on his end is sharp and so clear if the god had pores they could be noticeable- but he doesn’t. Instead, the image of the god is there with his gaming headphones on and the thin white stick of a lollipop jutting from his mouth. He had consumed the sweet over three hours ago but he is loathe to part with the stick because well, he’s one for oral fixation.
It wasn’t a secret to most that the god had an interest in the online world, even before his new body had learned the ropes of his computer personality again and updated it. But it was not widely known that he loves streaming. Tonight, however, the god is mainly interested in another equally time-consuming activity. Meme-ing.
“I’m not always a stiff one. I do enjoy other things aside from the art of seduction, shopping and recreational...well, I have other interests! Besides I will not be out-memed by the likes of you in the group chat.”