#onehellofamatchmaker

[macaroncyanide-blog]

Target in sight. LET THE ARROW FLY. Congrats you walking talking pile of hormones. You've been hit with a love arrow. You fall in love with the first person on your dash and the effects last all day. "YOU CAN THANK ME FOR GETTING YOU LAID!" -- Cupid.

❥ “What?! N-no…!”

"… Blitz…”

[misplaced-pharaoh]

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[misplaced-pharaoh]

onehellofamatchmaker started following you

She wasn't quite used to so many visitors popping up but she smiled kindly. "Hello, I'm Atem, pleased to meet you. What can I do for you?"

[cientistarecluso-blog]

                                  || On today's episode for the single mother-figure technician, we observe Illya on grocery shopping. Notice how he was pushing an empty trolley cart. He made his way through all of the aisles, observing each and every item, comparing the prices and qualities. He was very particular at those. It was his third round on walking through the aisles, and he finally stopped at the pasta shelves, scanning through every tag prices, and picking some of the pastas he felt he would like to purchase.

 Expiry date; April 2013

                "God dammit, who put this here!!" And a sudden outburst too. of course he was pissed of at this. Which asshole of a staff didn't go through the items properly here. What if he were to feed these pastas to one of his children; or future children.  ||

[spatialmessenger-blog]

Hermes and Eros are the Mafia: Mandi's Tale

[2:27:37 PM] qυєєη вєяυ: ITS THE MAFIA I TELL YOU

[2:28:16 PM] ｢ ー ρяιηcє ηєяυ ｣: mAFIA

[fist--tempered-blog]

Lookin' fer a fight?

The blond girl glanced up from tying her boots up again; noticing the two in front of her. One seemed... Different. Not human. Like a special part of her was telling her that. The other was just normal. Sort of? Oh well.

"... What is it?" For a daughter of Ares, the demigod wasn't intimidating at all.

[spatialmessenger-blog]

DONE. /tags those involved

[12:39:04 AM] qυєєη вєяυ: its like the fucken mafia

[12:39:14 AM] qυєєη вєяυ: eros; what chu gonna pay me w/ nigga

[12:39:26 AM] qυєєη вєяυ: hermes; i got u covered fucker just do this job

[spatialmessenger-blog]

Delivery service?

He popped up in front of a group of people. Someone must've called for him. "Who called for a delivery? Or is it a message? Jeez it needs to be made clear upon request..." He sighed; ruffling up the back of his hair. Hermes looked at the other holy beings, raising a brow. Oh... Dionysus. Fuck. Well, sort of.