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so i got an overwhelming amount of messages from my friends telling me they didn't know what my new blog was, and suddenly saw a new Enyo who was, like, EXACTLY like mine. and wanted to cut a bitch for copying me. soooo... just to clear things up, this is me.

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psa

Hello, lovelies. Yet another mun update here. I know, I know, you’re sick of these. But this is gonna be the last one for this blog. So I’ve been thinking about this for awhile now, actually, and yesterday’s epidemic of hate spam and a HUGE decline in my follower counts (I’m talking near triple digits) has me realizing that this blog has gotten too big, cluttered, and apparently disliked for me to keep. I dunno what it is about tumblr, but apparently people like tearing you down when you start getting “quality.”

Soooo, I’m nixing this blog here, and starting over fresh. To be fair, I will say I was considering doing this LONG before the colossally crap day that was yesterday. Because this blog is kind of too disorganized for my tastes, and really the amount of time I would have to spend cleaning it would be longer than just starting fresh. And I get the added bonus of basically removing all the poison from this blog. I won’t be afraid to go in asks anymore, and already I feel better on my new blog. And really, my comfort and happiness comes first, so I couldn’t give a fuck if you’re mad at me.

I’ll be carrying over all my sideblogs, because I’m not giving up those characters just cause I revamped Enyo. So yeah, don’t worry Lia, I’m keeping our Zeus, Hekate, and Sinbad alive XD

I actually thought about not telling all you people I’m moving, just restarting and maybe only telling two or three of you, refinding the rest of you when I get more situated, but I realized how unfair that would be to all my friends I’ve made here. I don’t want to hurt you guys, so really, this psa is entire for all of you.

Thank you for your time reading this, and I hope I see all you people I’ve come to adore on my new blog!

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I dunno if you're gonna check this, but i'd really love you have your new url!

If you go on my blog and slide the slide to unlock thing, it automatically redirects you.

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psa

Hello, lovelies. Yet another mun update here. I know, I know, you’re sick of these. But this is gonna be the last one for this blog. So I’ve been thinking about this for awhile now, actually, and yesterday’s epidemic of hate spam and a HUGE decline in my follower counts (I’m talking near triple digits) has me realizing that this blog has gotten too big, cluttered, and apparently disliked for me to keep. I dunno what it is about tumblr, but apparently people like tearing you down when you start getting “quality.”

Soooo, I’m nixing this blog here, and starting over fresh. To be fair, I will say I was considering doing this LONG before the colossally crap day that was yesterday. Because this blog is kind of too disorganized for my tastes, and really the amount of time I would have to spend cleaning it would be longer than just starting fresh. And I get the added bonus of basically removing all the poison from this blog. I won’t be afraid to go in asks anymore, and already I feel better on my new blog. And really, my comfort and happiness comes first, so I couldn’t give a fuck if you’re mad at me.

I’ll be carrying over all my sideblogs, because I’m not giving up those characters just cause I revamped Enyo. So yeah, don’t worry Lia, I’m keeping our Zeus, Hekate, and Sinbad alive XD

I actually thought about not telling all you people I’m moving, just restarting and maybe only telling two or three of you, refinding the rest of you when I get more situated, but I realized how unfair that would be to all my friends I’ve made here. I don’t want to hurt you guys, so really, this psa is entire for all of you.

Thank you for your time reading this, and I hope I see all you people I’ve come to adore on my new blog!

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offireandrebellion replied to your post:bloodthirstygod replied to...

but but but i didn’t eVEN KNOW U GUYS WERE WATCHING IT UNTIL U STARTED YELLING ABOUT IT. by then it’s already too late. ; w;

i guess that's a bit unfair, since i actually went to dave first about it, and screamed at him over the first episode

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bloodthirstygod replied to your post:offireandrebellion replied to your post “I am so...

ashlyn knew of it before me so its actually her fault for not warning either of us

This is actually a fair point. Ashlyn, gonna side with Dave here. It's your fault

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So if I archived this blog, and made a new one for Enyo, would anyone follow me there?

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offireandrebellion replied to your post “I am so addicted to Fate/Zero. I forgot how addicted I get when I find...”

always blame dave. always.

if ashlyn says it's true it must be true dave it's all your fault

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I am so addicted to Fate/Zero. I forgot how addicted I get when I find a good new anime. Fuck.

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offireandrebellion replied to your post “Gilgamesh is my fav thus far”

sABER THO. IRISVIEL THO. / KIRITSUGU /

Don't get me wrong. I ADORE female warriors, so the fact that Saber is a GIRL just made me love this show all the more, and I absolutely ADORE her and I kind of want to bone kiritsugu ngl but Gilgamesh tho. I love him. Sorry, but that's just how it's got to be :3

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Gilgamesh is my fav thus far

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Best (Fake) Girlfriends For Life! || Athena and Enyo

        Athena had always been nothing more than an acquaintance, someone who’s presence Enyo had tolerated simply because it was simpler that way. She was in the majority of her classes, on the same sports teams, and lived in the same neighborhood. So Enyo had gotten used to having her somewhere in the periphery of her life. They’d never really gone out of their way to interact, never gone to the effort of getting to know one another.

        —That is, of course, until they discovered they were actually fucking incredible as a team. It had been on the soccer field, both of them clearly belonging on the varsity team, and only put on the freshman team because they were—well—freshmen. Enyo was a striker, because she was brutal, swift, and fierce. She went in like lightning, quick and merciless, and took out all competition between her and her goal. Athena was center midfield, because she was fucking brilliant, and could read the game better than anyone else, and it was the most versatile position. She could calculate the most sudden change in a game and come up with a winning strategy in no time at all. Which was of course how Enyo found herself getting the ball at the absolute perfect time, the setup better than anything she could ever ask for. Together, they completely dominated the field, and were the MVPs.

        This carried on into any other sport they entered together, and they’d found themselves becoming fast friends. And they found that they got along far better together than they had with any other. Enyo considered Athena her best friend, and even though they’d only been speaking for a year now, she honestly felt like Athena was her best friend, a sister in blood. She knew Athena, knew how smart she was, and at the same time how utterly ridiculous she could be.

                        So really, Athena’s request shouldn’t have surprised her.

        “Wait, you want me to… what?!” Enyo shrieked, piercing the silence of the library as she stared at Athena with wide, disbelieving eyes. “Did you seriously just ask me if we could be fake girlfriends?”

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Red String of Fate

LEAVE “RED STRING OF FATE” IN MY ASKBOX I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muse’s destinies then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

49: Our muses are destined to be partners in crime, running from the law and trusting no one but each other

The explosion rocked the building, making everyone scream and drop to the floor. Enyo—who had been expecting the blast—remained among the fray, calm and collected in the storm.  Blue eyes rake over the mass of people—hostages, she reprimands—looking for any signs of resistance. Movement catches her attention, and she sees a man reaching for what can only be his sidearm. In a flash, her .45 is out, and the man doesn’t even have a chance to scream in pain, the bullet striking right between his eyes, dropping him dead before he even knew a shot was fired.

Screams peel through the air, louder and shriller than before, and people scamper away from their fallen comrade, trying to avoid the blood pooling under his cooling corpse. Enyo sneers beneath the mask she wears, and feels irritation with these people once again. Gutless swine. The had no honor, no power. They scuttled around like measly ants, banding together until it ceased to benefit them. Then they turned on one another. They had no loyalty, not to their families or their friends. They only looked out for themselves.

And they think we’re the corrupt one, she thinks, eyes flicking toward the only other person standing.

Cayne stands in the bank vault, bag in hand as he scoops the mounds of money from the shelves. He moves brusquely, but not nearly as quick as Enyo would prefer.

Her whistle rings through the chaos, and makes her partner look toward her. “Move faster,” she barks, voice thick with her Greek accent, making it clear she’s a foreigner. “Two minutes.”

A nod is all she gets (and an eye roll he probably knew she would catch, since she ALWAYS catches sight of them, but which he knew she wouldn’t comment on).

She hears over the din of the chaos following the explosion, the scream of sirens and the burning of rubber tires against pavement outside, and knows that time is up. “We go now!” she shouts, and Cayne (who had also heard the noise) grunts, grabbing two of the bags and slinging them over his shoulder. She runs over and grabs the remaining two, and they rush toward the back just as the entirety of the Seventh District bursts through the front, the sound of gunfire chasing them out as they bustle into their car and speed away.

They have at least a minute’s head start on the scrambling police—more if they stop to try and contain the frightened hostages—and Enyo already knows they’re in the clear. A laugh spills from her lips, and she turns to Cayne, their eyes meeting through the holes in their masks, and she knows he’s sharing the manic, victorious grin that currently spreads across her face.

And this, this right here is it. This is all she needs: a job to pull off, riches to be had, and Cayne. People are always looking out for themselves and only themselves, no matter how much they claim to have honor, to hold family above even their own lives. But them… they actually have that. Cayne is as vital to her existence as the air she breathes, and she knows the sentiment is shared.

“Where to next?” she asks, and her voice can only be described as fond.

Cayne looks at her a moment longer, then turns to face the road, because the idiot has never been good at meeting her eyes when he’s speaking from the heart. “Wherever you want. The world is our sandbox. And I would follow you anywhere.”

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PEOPLE'S OPINIONS OF ME

Acquaintances:

My best friends:

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do u know how hard it is to love a character that’s an asshole on a regular basis knowing that they’re an asshole and they’ve done asshole things but whenever u look at them u are just like. wow. u asshole. i love u. but u. are an asshole

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reignofolympus replied to your post “#[ SAMMY NO#WHAT ARE YOU DOING#SAMMY WHY ] ^ legit me when I’m...”

IT REALLY IS US THOUGH JFC

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#aka yes she gets extremely jealous#she's done some pretty shitty things to people when she gets jealous