#pararennial

[never-surrender]

@pararennial asked: 🌧 with blue... because i miss them 🥺

The rain didn't bother him even a little bit. With steam rising off his form, he kept decent pace with her as they moved and attempted to find someplace to get out of the rain ... but not before Blue caught sight of something up ahead that had him grinning. Not bothering to say anything, he's quiet as they near the puddle ... and once they reach it? He jumps into it, kicking water at Roxy with a laugh just to get her riled up

[impercre]

@pararennial grows impatient

"Yes I know of you," He said trying to suppress a smile but eventually gave way to a grin. "You're safe here in Lintukoto, it's my private estate and far enough from the capitol my Uncle shouldn't mind you being here. Where is it you were trying to go?"

[moonrevolutions]

"Vi... why are you accosting Charon of all people? He is the least offensive of the bunch that unfortunately happen to fall under the category of being my... family." Excuse her very obvious attempt at suppressing the urge to vomit at the word, "family."

°✩₊˚.⋆ @pararennial ft. @antaraxiia virote is truly breaking the law. somehow. this has to be breaking the law.

❝Because, it's so much fun! Get it!❞ Jesus. There had to be a Judge Judy for this whole thing. This was harassment, wasn't it? It was easier to say that he wanted to dismantle Leon and pull him apart like a twizzler without going into the whole thing of, ' I kind of consider him a friend, this is just our thing; kind of like Tom and Jerry. ' That was too sappy. ❝I don't know what to say. I saw him one day, I thought to myself. That seems like a wonderful chew toy. We've been united in hateration ever since.❞

[withinycu]

@pararennial must leave the garden

"What need do you have of me?" Asked God genuinely curious and puzzled. She was descended from gods aplenty. He knew of the Greeks, of course, his favorite angel had taken refuge amongst them for a time. But he had also supplanted them and violently, absorbing some of their aspects as he did most who crossed his path. He was Elohim and Adonai, the singular multitude.

[velvetineblue]

❝Hey man... do you ever think about how much we screwed modern dog breeds over evolution-wise? So, many health problems aand for what? Selfish human desires! We fucked up and we should've let them stay wild!❞

A dismayed cry made while cuddling a pretty blue-eyed purebred Siberian husky lying across her lap.

Tai pets the blue-eyed ball of fluff with pure love in his eyes. thankfully, this gentle, non-verbal communication was better understood by the dog than his words, because those were less flattering: " — hah; right? look at those eyes. bro looks like Smile Dog and Jeff the Killer had a baby ... and then dressed it in a big wool sweater. like some kinda mutant ninja Sheep. what a freak... " his voice is soft and affectionate, though. who said being a freak was a bad thing?! definitely not him. " did you know, you kind of look like that when go all God-mode on someone. total psycho! but cool as hell. " his head tilted as he watches the dog cutely kick a leg, overwhelmed by joy from the scritches it was getting on it's hind. ( often afflicted by a curse of well-meaning bluntness, Taiyang is far too distracted by the blinding-display-of-adorableness to think about how his words could be misconstrued as offensive or rude. )

[starfoam]

@pararennial is in for a fitting!

"So if you'll run your hands like so..." Lo gestures to where the discrete, near-invisible pockets are located, "You'll find these are padded in such a way that they can conceal sleek, elongated objects up to six and a half inches in length. They're also quite comfortable, so you won't have anything bumping against your leg, but I do recommend sheathed weapons just in case."

The boutique is closed today, so Lo has no concerns about just... saying this out loud. It's hardly the weirdest thing she's discussed in her store.

"How's the color? I tried to coordinate to the photos you sent me, but lighting and displays are never completely reliable." She pins a bit of the skirt into a new position - much better.

[moonspower]

"Hey guys, don't knock on Vi so much for his taste in men, I mean sure it's questionable in a way where it's like how somebody would be okay with using a toilet with a stray booty hair on the seat along with some questionable stains, rather than use the clean one in the next stall. But he is not completely hopeless... like sure he likes Hank Hill but he'd also simp for John Redcorn, which the latter is completely acceptable understandable!"

✨ @pararennial is continuing this dragging session.

At this point, Virote just let it happen to him—this verbal ass beating that went on for hours and hours. First, they insulted his taste in men, then they insulted his height, and now we boomeranged right back to the beginning. He felt a cold wind blow, his soul getting a little more dark; the flame of his heart was starting to dim, like a shitty, cheap candle from Aliexpress. Tucking his hands into his pocket, he stared out into the San Francisco night. Bike riders were biking, everyone on his street drove a Lexus, and there was some white lady cussing out her husband on the phone. Out in public. It's over, Harold! You can take your big boobed, blond, hussy secretary and hit the fucking road! And, I'm taking the kids!

God, he felt like he was empty. And, his favorite hand pie shop was closed.

Just another thing to drive a man down the path to insanity. Cruel world.

[dvarapala]

"Shoot, just missed it," in her hands she has bright-coloured saltwater taffy all wrapped in a pretty cellophane bag. "Happy Diwali, kid. Hope your yesterday was a sweet one!"

askbox fun // @pararennial

"that's okay! it still means the world to me that you stopped by, so thank you," udyati beams. "it was. it was really nice." she takes the bright-colored saltwater taffy, wrapped up in a pretty cellophane bag, with gentle hands before she steps aside to let roxy in. the narrow hallway that connects the front door to the rest of the house is a tight squeeze but udyati is sure that roxy will manage. "i've got some food for you if you want it. and if you don't, you can just pass it along to your neighbors or colleagues or whomever; that's the beauty of it."

"i never really knew that my mom had so many tupperware boxes hidden away until yesterday, though." a beat, and then: "also, can i get you anything to drink? tea, coffee?"

[dogkillmoon]

twelve years ago, the wolf learned of what could essentially be his equal-- the supernatural elements that walked earth alongside he and his own. more so, the elements that were a precursor to the events that would take place in his involvement. it feels like only yesterday that he met his first god-thing; and no, not the one that was bound to him.

to the exact day, he hasn't missed a single outing or event prompted by either of the two. simultaneously they've watched each others family grow, learn and bleed. metaphorically and physically. things like these are how kingdoms are built-- and perhaps they have been. the FANG & CLAW had become a worldwide organization, receiving funding and help from @pararennial's own tidings and overviews. as it were, the process towards slaying THE GILDED MOON would not be as fruitful if it were not for her.

but today? it was brunch. he's stood outside the front of the restaurant, resisting the urge to smoke a cigarette. the half-god never much enjoyed the smell, and she'd be here any minute now. . .

[anthropolite]

@pararennial "Happy birthday, Roxy!" murmured Yali, pressing a glass of wine into her hands. She leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. "That means you can be as decadent as you like, and nobody's allowed to say anything about it."

[moonglittering]

Did you ever get with your one friends dad?

✨ this is an act of cruelty against @velvetineblue tbh. also ft. @pararennial ofc.

❝A chilly, windy night in the city… I get pulled up in the Uber, the tires screech like skrrrrttt because that roads in that neighborhood are trash and I'm pretty sure several people died on that same street in the span of two weeks. I didn't drive because I was drunk by 10:55pm and I had six delta edibles in my pocket. I look to my Uber driver. She's an older lady named Nadia that used to drive a school bus in Santa Monica. I tell her, I'm here to hook up with my bestie's dad. She looks back at me and says, I don't know why you're telling me this shit, please just tip me and get the fuck out of my car.❞ He did tip her an easy $150, by the way! ❝I knock on the door… Knock, knock. I'm greeted by chest hair. I go in. The rest is history. He made me toast in the morning. It was the shittiest, worst, most booty ass toast I've ever eaten and it made me wanna die, but Jesus he was so sexy. Anyway. Roxy texted me and I ignored her because I don't feel like getting judged for my life choices until, like, Sunday.❞

[velvetineblue]

@pararennial

THE X-FILES ↳ 2.24 | Our Town

[bewitchingbaker]

“plots please” ((it's about time we tried to break the ice, no?))

(*rubs hands like Birdman* Oh most definitely !)

So with Roxanne being a part of the Preternatural Syndicate and the Luna's having a history fo stealing and tricking all sorts, I could see some cool interactions.

Getting back Apollo's bow. Roxanne comes into the bakery demanding the return of said bow as the Lunas were the last ones to have it. Chris offers to help as a way to make amends for his family somehow getting ahold of the important artifact. As always he makes friends with Roxanne because of his helpful nature.

A joint adventure. Roxanne comes across Chris during one of his more surreal adventures. While they don't have the same goal, Chris is happy to provide some support and even put aside his initial goal to help out a newfound friend.

Sort of adding to the first plot but a chill friendship moment where Chris gets either Apollo's bow or another important item and returns them to Roxanne. This surprises her considering his family history but he just shrugs it off with a 'it's yours. It's only right I give it back!'

[ @pararennial ]

[wineworshipped]

prev // @pararennial

“Tch, friendly fire. Still gonna make a bunch of unnecessary casualties that way!” There’s no real bite in his bark, though; his bitching has no purpose, it’s just meaningless banter for the hell of it. Who is he to this latest generation of demigod heroes if not their sassy, sarcastic, absentee uncle they only see once a year at solstice?

Dio takes no place among the Olympians, among most of their family really, despite having one. He prefers it that way—but he’s never turned away one of the mortal branches from the family tree. He knows what it is to belong in neither world—divine or mundane, living or dead—to hold both extremes and be offered none of their solace. He’s not exactly about to enact that shit upon someone he knows if he can help it, never mind someone he likes.

And he does like Roxy. She’s got moxie, hence not having a new moniker thrust upon her despite his affection. He’d have to out and out call her Moxie to give her one now, and that might contribute a little much to what he hears is a (deservedly) swelling ego.

“It’s not possible to find you boring, kiddo—it’s the familial curse, none of us get the luxury of being boring.” He shrugs but offers Roxy a half smile that says he’s still being facetious. “And we got the lucky end of the gene pool: you ever noticed Hera’s end’s stuck with the short stick when it comes to charisma?”

[velvetineblue]

roxy (@pararennial) & taiyang's friendship moodboard is so hilarious and perfect to me because it's like: *badass pic of anti-authoritarian ass-kicking* *ethereal divine imagery; may or may not be unsettling to behold* *uncompromisingly ride-or-DIE friendship* . . . and then there's just ridiculous meme's like this

[starfoam]

@pararennial

"Yeah, I kind of accepted my fate as soon as I heard about the burnt lizard tail. I'm Lo, by the way." Two little cups of ketchup sit in front of the fries, perfect for dipping. She does so - these are good fries, just crisp enough on the outside to provide a satisfying bite. "What's your name?"