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unheroical · 4 years

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☾ ————————————————— @thetis-born ⟡ ASKED ——————————————※ Hey...Hey...Hey...Pst...you should fight me. Like fist fight bare knuckles whoever passes out firstfrom exhaustion has to buy the other a round.

’ You want to fight . . . me ? I wouldn’t be much of a challenge . I don’t have muscles like you . Not worth your time really . You should go find someone more worthy of an opponent . ‘

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ listen I can hear the call as I'm walking through the door. ╱ ASKS.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.

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unheroical · 4 years

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‘‘ Looks like nothing has changed much . “

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ don't wake me I'm not dreaming ╱ DISGUISED.

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unheroical · 4 years

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Anon ASKED: I can’t believe Perseus has a foot fetish

Stares directly into the camera.

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ listen I can hear the call as I'm walking through the door. ╱ ASKS.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.#//I WAS LIKE 'wuhh??' then I looked to what my queue posted ...#IT'S ART.........!!!! STATUES~!!!

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unheroical · 4 years

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It looks like people are losing their shirts again. Must be sunday somewhere.

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.

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unheroical · 4 years

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“ If anyone needs a guinea pig for that cooking contest to experiment on, I am happy to lend my skilled services when it comes to eating!! “

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ don't wake me I'm not dreaming ╱ DISGUISED.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.#TODAY’S MENU FOR THE CHALDEA FAMILY ;; COOKING EVENT

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unheroical · 4 years

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Cú casually (smacks) gives a few head pats to Isemi's back. "Oi, oi, what's with the long face? I'll even buy you dinner so cheer up, bro!"

Cú’s sudden smack to his back is unexpected. It causes the young man to stumble forward, catching himself with a slight wince of his surprise across his face. Oi. Of all people to haunt him all the time… it had to be the oblivious Lancer. Well, maybe he shouldn’t see it as annoying . . . there weren’t many people who would often talk to him lately with genuine attention. Mostly his popularity with others stemmed from shallow childish reasoning. A hand lifts up to brush his fingers along one side of his face before resting against the back of his neck, rubbing ‘nervously’.

“ Oh! Do I look sad? I’m sorry– I didn’t know! I’m fine really. Just lost in thought mostly. ”

#caemthe #⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ listen I can hear the call as I'm walking through the door. ╱ ASKS.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.

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unheroical · 4 years

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CHUCKLES IN GRECIAN

NERVOUSLY TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK IN GRECI— NO I MEAN IN “ASSASSIN”. BECAUSE THAT’S TOTALLY WHAT HE IS. YEP.

#seekingoceans #⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ listen I can hear the call as I'm walking through the door. ╱ ASKS.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.

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unheroical · 4 years

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Percy while it’s been great having you live with me since you’re so fun yet courteous and we can both use the same monogram towels because of our similar names , but don’t you think you should just tell Achilles and Cu you don’t want to fight? Or maybe tell master ? I’m willing to help but it’s been almost 5 months since this started and your actual room has already collected a film of dust.

“ H U H ? …You’re kicking me out? Like, for real? I–I thought we were friends! “

#forthegrail #⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ and of the sunny days no traces remain. ╱ CHALDEA #I THOUGHT WE WERE RIDE OR DIE!!!

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unheroical · 4 years

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A fellow Greek- And one of the great heroes of yore, no less. "Perseus," He called, one hand held aloft in greeting. "Come, my friend- I would hear the tales of your adventures, if you would have me."

Minutely the slivers of green widen beneath the rusty bangs of hair which frame along his face. Something clenches talons around his heart as his ears hear his name aloft in the air. Something he hasn’t heard for– well, he can’t even begin to count the eons. No one within the walls of Chaldea knew of him. The mantle hiding the majority of his armor– and quietly hiding any magical trace of a Grecian servant beneath it’s blackened ratted cloth.

“You must be mistaken.” The words slip past the pale immobile lips of the mask, devoid of any surprise he actually felt. Deep breaths, an even tone. There’s nothing wrong. And yet … … And yet …He had felt it. A tiny little spark within his heart. Perseus. No… that version of him is gone. All that’s left is a murderer. He can never go back to the happy prince he was. “ But don’t worry, it happens all the time. ”

#argonautiica #⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ and of the sunny days no traces remain. ╱ CHALDEA #⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ listen I can hear the call as I'm walking through the door. ╱ ASKS.

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unheroical · 4 years

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“ I just can’t help but wonder... Is it truly wrong to keep this mask on? I feel as if it’s my last tether separating this ghost of what I have become from the purity of who I used to be... It’s not as if I’m the same man anyway...”

#⊰ ♘ ⊱ ⋯ walking through the fields of gold. ╱ IC.

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unheroical · 4 years

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"Ah, theatre kid kin."