— Drop dead, gorgeous.

              As a kitsune, Kanna should be used to the supernatural. But for       some reason, she liked to ignore it, she preferred the normal life of       a normal person. Occasionally, she came across people like him,        who again made her question her attitude. Snapping out of her        thoughts, the female quickly apologized to the male in front of her.                 “Sorry, didn’t mean to run into you. Where are my eyes…ha…ha”

⊱ [  😈  ] —                   The second the son of Persephone felt someone crash against his back, he turned around within a finger snap to gaze at the female. "Don’t worry about it.”  He tries to reassure with a soft and gentle tone, but ends up flashing her a semi-forced smile instead. He’d like to blame it on her, but it’s just the fact that it isn’t spring yet & he feels like nothing but some zombie wandering around on the streets without a clear intention. “You look a little lost, though. Are you?”

⊱ [  😈  ] —                   Well, perhaps you could say that his mother had the right to be a tad egotistical but-- Adonis wasn’t. Not often, to say at least. Slipping in the seat in front of the other, Persephone’s son’s quick to flash him a gentle and sincere smile. “Tarot reading, sir.” He answers before folding his arms over each other and resting them on top of the table. “Do you need specific information about myself for tarot reading or isn’t that necessary?”

Mythology was a bitch. Whatever this little shit had heard about his mother and Hades really annoyed the deity to the point of where she had just told him to follow along to a place where they could talk properly without normal people lurking around who might overhear things not meant for mortal’s ears. “My hotel, you brat.” Hades rolled her eyes before she glanced back at him with a sarcastic chuckle. “Because you are burning with curiosity my lil’ stepson.” She empathized the last words with utter annoyance that had her smile disappear right away again. “I need to wash those dumb false information out of your brain before I end up snapping your neck.” Reasons why she didn’t like meeting her wife’s children.

⊱ [  😈  ] —                   Persephone’s children, Adonis likes to refer to them as the innocent ones of the entire Greek God family tree. Well, not exactly, but-- You catch his drift. Innocent when it’s needed, bitchy at times for their own benefits. However, in moments like this Adonis doubts that behaving like some innocent angel will get him far, neither will behaving like some spoiled bitch do. Sure, it’s Hades, the one he’s heard a lot about-- But then again, it’s fucking HADES, ruler of the underworld. He isn’t exactly sure on how to actually interact with him at this point, will the other rip his bones out of his body and make a crown with ‘em? Snap his neck in two, or make him suffer an even worse death? Who knows! “How nice of you, Hades.” He almost hisses out his sentence, but keeps on walking. “Just fuckin’ start with telling me whatever you want to tell me already, I cannot give more than two fucks about what people will think or say-- I’m fucking curious. Oh, by the way-- You sure do know how to get in contact with my mom, don’t you? Does she ever fuckin’ leave Tartarus or what?”

  “Oh, we’re companions of sorts. And, don’t worry too much about it- I don’t mind,’ Haneul shakes his head, a slight grin over his lips. "I should think a demigod like yourself would get to know all of these things already, though, no?”

“That’s interesting.” He comments after swallowing the piece of food, “You’re actually the first familiar I’ve ever met, you know. Ah, I don’t know-- Want me to be honest? I haven’t really dug into my own past, abilities-- Really haven’t been into supernaturals, honestly. Anyways, thanks for joining me today, I needed this distraction. I don’t know how I could ever pay you back.”

she glanced at him, noticing that the look in his eyes matched what she was feeling right now; bitter. “hey, speaking of drinking- d’ya feel like catching one with me?” storm tilted her head to the side, a flirty smile teasing the corner of her lips as her invitation hung in the air.

“Sure, I mean-- What’s better than one drunk? That’s right! Two. Lead the way, ‘cause I want to end this night with vodka running through my body, and numb legs-- You up for that? Drinkin’ the hell out of us. & No need to give me that flirty smile, you know I can’t deny any of your requests, ya jerk.”  

⊱ [  😈  ] —                   First things first-- Don’t even try to fool him. The demigod is able to notice the smallest change in one’s behavior or tone, no special gift from Gods or whatsoever-- he just notices every detail. A hand snakes up to his puffy & sleepy eyes, gently rubbing the sleep away with his palm. A yawn-- maybe two, passes his small lips and his arm lazily drapes around her shoulder, gently caressing her cheek while his eyes remain closed. “You’re lying.” He shamelessly points out, sleep still lingering in his honeyed and low voice. “And I don’t like that. I want you to talk to me, vent or rant to me, that’s what I’m here for. We’re friends, right? So go ahead, I’m all ears.” He tries to reassure, pulling the blanket over their bodies and pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead afterwards. “And to answer your question-- I was actually sleeping until you came, but that’s okay. I like my coffee at four am, fresh & warm with some owls & birds as a background melody.”

    “I know you got a lot of weight on your shoulders and that you are dealing with a lot of stress— but a massage will help you relax, believe me! And you’ll get it for free since you are my friend!” Eunmi exclaimed while giving her friend a worried glance - he had been far too quiet these days and she was starting to worry that his schedules was getting too much for him to handle.

⊱ [  😈  ] —               His eyes glanced over at the female standing behind him, eyes closing and head falling back once he felt a pair of hands rest on top of his shoulder. “I don’t know. I’ve been far too busy, I was abroad-- I’m really sorry for not being able to call you back. I got home two days ago, it’s been a stressing week. I hope I didn’t worry you too much.” A hand comes up to his face and runs over his own features, trying to soothe himself. “Have you been okay, though?”

Okay, please ignore my lack of photoshop skills, idek if I’d be better with it in the first place. It’s not like Kanna and her cousins reached a milestone or something ( although I actually consider it as one as I never thought people would follow her ), but for a little more than a week I enjoyed rping Kanna and reading everyone’s writing. A small nice place where it is just about fun, something I really cherish. I am simply listing the blogs I enjoy following and/or rping with and I hope there will be more in the future! You are all talented and great writers, just wanted to say that!! @somecrazylads & @there-is-blood-on-my-hands & @devilishlyhxndsome & @captainxkillianxjones & @thecursedspinner & @lightxswan & @captxinjones & @tenviis & @immortalxdreamers & @osijin & @hellomoonbrother & @ahvni & @amissums & @alignedflaws / @littlcstars & @solsonorous & @sailorxsoo & @rapmonarch & @chiaso & @chy90 & @changjo2g & @ljoe2g & @ladvnis & @bunnyxjungkook & @bldmvn & @gttkwng & @gcholdtrops & @fallentrap & @fallenupcn & @xvisualmaknae & @xxwelcometomysillylifex & @mxrtifero & @mayiisms & @wewereagoodteam & @wreakoceanxhavoc & @daayaan & @flevrdlys & @yienetic & @jiinae & @jihxvn & @jvngtkw & @jecnz & @pyhyemi & @keybums & @irenechxi & @hxnryz & @cvrkm & @jnxity & @chcshirc & @crcatura & @prkjamie & @tzuchu & @dxrmvnt & @whitepetxls

               ‹ 🔺 › — ❝ can’t i just get to be free ?? even if it was just for one night — you look unharmed to me. ❞ the male spoke, knowing that he of course couldn’t; but there was always that little sense of hope that hyungmin seemed to be having.

⊱ [  😈  ] —               “Boy, I know I’m unharmed.” Persephone’s son repeats, resting his cheek on his palm. “I just want to know when you’re available, that’s all. It’s not like I need you everyday. Like, please. The last time I needed you was two or three months ago.”