Y/n: yes, love?

Indra: I just got a random thought.

Y/n: oh? What is it?

*Indra being deadass*: if butterflies fall in love, does that mean they feel humans in their stomachs like how we feel butterflies in our stomachs?

Y/n: sometimes I wonder why I'm with you💀💀

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Qin: nah, listen to me, hoes. I have very high expectations for my future spouse. Give me someone who fits those expectations perfectly, Aphrodite.

Aphrodite: oh, um....uh.... *shows him a picture of y/n*

*y/n being the complete opposite of Qin's expectations*

Qin: oh, they're perfect.

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Thor confessing his love for y/n: (warning, this is pretty cheesy)

"It is you that I love. I have spent so much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as if I didn't have one. Even now, it is a shabby, worm eaten, scabrous thing.....

                                        But it is still and forever will be yours"