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run SANCTUARY.EXE

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sluttiest thing a man can do is know how to cook delicious meals

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Gotta hand it to the reboot for making this guy into the funniest thing

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Andrew Mize

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I was talking to @hxdrostorms about fears and joking around about Shaka's fear of being accidentally call a dad again by Regulus. XD

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@eternalstarlights has sent: What are Shaka and Milo fears?

// I feel like the standard fear to any saint would be to fail Athena, but especially to receive divine punishment for what could have been perceived as betraying, their divinity. Thus, ending up in a specific area of Hades' realm, for those that dared to defy deities.

This concept is particularly gloomy and terrifying to Shaka, for his personal set of beliefs brought by buddhism. The idea that his soul would be withheld, from moving onto a new life. Chained to eternal suffering, until he has paid the price for his crimes.

// Milo's primary fear is a tad more down to earth, when compared to Shaka's, sort of speaking. As someone who has vast understanding and knowledge about poisons, he knows exactly the effects certain toxins can have on one's body and its horrific impact/conditions it can leave someone in.

Milo isn't a sadistic person in the slightest bit. And he has seen countless times, the slow, painful and gruesome ways his opponents perished to his poisonous attacks.

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love language

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It was a bad idea to send you flowers every birthday. I should've sent beheaded birds instead.

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Shaka quietly and patiently waited for the other to speak, and in return he would take his time to respond. A response like that from the deity didn't come as a shock, and much less as a surprise. At first, the Virgo saint merely shook his head sideways. They may be in opposite sides but, he couldn't deny the fact that Hades' words weren't devoid of a hint of truth to it. "I can guarantee you, this isn't an act. I'm afraid I can't keep a facade for long, like other gold saints." He shook his head some more, before proceeding.

"Maybe if I were much younger, your words could carry more weight to it. But, I wouldn't have got this far in my lifetime as a Virgo saint, if I didn't find any value in those kinds of manuscripts. Even those, that question my patron, Athena." He followed it up with a brief moment of silence. "It's true, in combat I'm forced to put aside my ideologies, if it means I'll come out of it alive. But that's more a matter of necessity and obligation, and not hypocrisy." Another pause.

"Returning to the starting point: in most cases, it's not that different for the average human. Of course, this must be an odd concept to you. That's why we find ourselves, as opponents to one another." Shaka's head tilted to the side slightly. "My faith is resolute and unawavering, but I'm still here, keeping this conversation going. It might be an obvious answer but, why are you so certain in that perspective towards humans?"

Hades stared at the Saint before him, his frown deepening and a glare boring at the golden figure. He remained still for a couple of heartbeats, staring at the mortal. He blinked once, twice, thrice before choosing the words to respond with carefully.

❝ Define my view of your statement? It's as plain as it is. I don't think that you believe in any of the texts you value so dearly. Manuscripts from gods, prophets, scholars—you will discard your value for them to justify any action you propose to do. ❞

The Underworld's Lord doesn't let up his icy demeanor, his hand slowly reaching to the handle of his sword. He had no intention to draw it yet and nothing changed the fact that his trust was low. Hades was a patient man, allowing his enemy a pass should there be any way to avoid unnecessary conflict. His war wasn't with the whomever dressed around in tasteless gold armor, it was with their goddess.

❝ Discussions need not be friendly. I've no reason to trust you, nor you to me. Your act isn't lost on me. ❞

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starting a collection

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“I inherited hunger, popped jaw, all teeth, & father taught me how to feast.”

— Kemi Alabi, from “No More White Girls, or What I Learned from Father,” published in KWELI (via lifeinpoetry)

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I need you. I need to taste you. I need to have you under me. I need to use you. I need to feel you. I need to carve my name into your skin. I need to hurt you. I need to bite into you. I need you to be mine. Please?

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You are only coming through in waves