INNO IMPERO ROMANO.

i am the saviour of rome! i was promised!

[diviniius]

it’s the day... its officially been six years since my first foray into writing on tumblr (and writing octavian!) happy six-year anniversary to me!!!

[diviniius]

idollatry.

Sayaka had built up quite a bit of muscle over the course of her career. That was essential to being an idol; a physique like hers was one of the many tools needed to secure any place in this industry, let alone the top spot. So when the student bumped into her, she barely stumbled, quickly turning her head to make sure his intentions had been innocent and he wasn’t, well, about to try and hurt her.

However, it seemed someone else was assuring her safety for her. She fought a smirk; all he’d done was bump into her, but this new guy was acting as if he’d actually laid a hand on her or something. People always tried to suck up to idols, especially people without any significant status of their own. They wanted attention. Everyone does.

She giggled, her hand hovering above her lips as she glanced her “savior” over. “I’m quite alright. Thank you so much for helping me!” Help. Sure. Even if he was built similarly to Naegi, he didn’t have the same air. No, her gut told her he was actually a bit dangerous. His eyes subtly reminded her of her manager’s. Was he the hard-working type like her, just waiting for his opportunity to claw his way to the top? She had nothing to base this feeling on rather than her intuition, but she had learned by now to always trust her gut.

Still… Somehow, he did intrigue her, even if what she thought earlier was still true. Sayaka liked being nice to everyone, but it was rare that she felt someone truly grab her attention like this. “That’s quite alright! No, really, I’m grateful to you for helping me!” A little color was in her cheeks. Or maybe that was just her carefully applied blush. Who could tell? It wasn’t like there were any psychics here! “And what might your name be? If that’s okay for me to ask!”

perhaps maizono was really so naive — but octavian couldn’t ignore the possibility that she was playing the same game as he was. as genuine as she seemed, he was cautious. this caution had gotten him far. when you were someone like octavian, the naysayers stretched far and wide, an impassable wall built brick by brick. his chest felt tight, but he smiled.

it didn’t reach his eyes.

“octavian figulus.” briefly, he wondered if he should have given a fake name, only to assure himself that that was ridiculous. if he were to be honest, he’d much rather be holed up in his room studying for finals. he hated being out, trying to read behind the eyes of others, discerning violent intent, their knowledge, what they could use to blackmail him. what he could use to blackmail them. an exhaustive process, to be sure, but it was necessary. he was sure he’d made enough enemies to be defamed, or worse — poisoned. “it truly is a pleasure.” something about his tone sounded insincere, but it was only the polished way he spoke, the reality that each syllable that sounded from his lips was well-thought out, perfect in every way. “you must be a bit shaken up. i can’t imagine how many people must cross your boundaries on a daily basis. i do hope i myself am not intruding when i say your protection is paramount.”

he thought for a moment and decided upon a plan of action. ran through the variables lightning-quick, assessing risk as easy as breathing. “you are a world-renowned idol, after all. why, if it were up to me, i’d ensure a trustworthy bodyguard was by your side at all times. fortunately, i have the ability to make that happen for you, if you so desire.” icy blue eyes glittered with daring, sizing her up.

[diviniius]

🌤 @idollatry

octavian may not have been talented, but he was rich. frustratingly enough, it seemed that he’d ended up enrolled in the only place in the world where money didn’t get you anywhere. no, it was all about if you could impress the scouts... and everyone knew the scouts never cast a second glance to the reserve course.

there were a few hopefuls still, those who thought that by some stroke of magic, they would be accepted into the main course. there were those who used violence and treachery to get their way. and then there was octavian, who simply planned for the long-term.

though he had no particular interest in idolatry, he studied up on sayaka maizono. unlike most he’d observed in the main course, she had quite the useful talent and an ambition to match. She was dedicated to her fans and climbed the ladder rapidly, so rapidly she was deemed a superstar in a record career time.

that simply left the task of getting close enough to her to have her endorse him. Easier said than done, he supposed, but if anyone could do it...

octavian had paid off a student to body-check her in passing, and quickly swooped in to ‘save’ her, firmly reminding the rogue student of school rules and threatening him with a report to the headmaster. pleased with his money, the perpetrator stalked off.

without a hitch, he thought gleefully. “are you hurt anywhere, maizono-san?” was what he said. “i’m sorry for being so familiar—it’s just so hard to find anyone who hasn’t at least heard of you.”

[i-prefer-wonderboy]

                                    i learned my lesson, okay.

[diviniius]

brokenbow.

“Well of course you didnt, this isnt the type of body I normally prefer.” Which is probably why Zeus picked it, Apollo thought to himself sourly. About the only thing that was correct was the sky blue eyes. Never ever in Apollo’s four thousand six hundred years of existence would he have ever picked flab and acne for his mortal appearing form.

“I’m currently being punished for a multitude of things. Starting with things too obscure for mere morals to understand and ending with your assault on Camp Half-Blood. I hope you’re happy. Your grandfather-” he was unsure how many greats to add to that, “- reduced to flab and acne and complete mortaldom.”

the easy thing to do would be to laugh at the god’s misfortune, to treat him just as he would any other mortal. but if there was anything octavian knew, it was that the once-powerful fallen would stop at nothing to return to their spot of influence. how humiliating must it have been for lord apollo to have been cast down, and into such an unseemly form? it surely didn’t radiate the same godly energy another form might have.

octavian folded his hands diplomatically. “of course i’m not satisfied, my lord,” he began, his voice dripping with sympathy. “how could i be satisfied when you’ve been confined here? is there any way for you to regain your seat on olympus? i would be happy to assist you in any way i can.” he resisted the urge to correct the god--great-grandfather, he said mentally, but kept his lips sealed.

[diviniius]

do y’all ever just think about how octavian’s views of discrimination are completely different from the average person’s because he lived his whole life in new rome. like this guy has no concept of sexism because men and women get the same opportunities in new rome. he doesn’t even really understand racism. the only forms of discrimination he’s familiar with are probably... classism and discrimination based on godly parentage (or lack thereof). oh! and obviously, xenophobia.

[diviniius]

"I’ll get over it, I jus' gotta be dramatic first."

PINTEREST ONE-LINERS FOR THE BITTER SOUL.  (accepting!)

octavian watches the other with a thin and cruel smile on his lips. perhaps this is the root of the reason that his camp seems to hate him so much, but he doesn’t think on that, simply observing as the injured young man staggers to his feet. only when he’s fully standing does the augur speak. “well, if that’s the last of your theatrics, i can show you to the medics’ bay.”

[angstmemes]

Send me 🔪 to stab my muse.

[diviniius]

BROKENBOW.

“No, you’re definitely not Percy Jackson. I can think of very few people that you are farther from.” Apollo studied his legacy, trying to see what vestiges of his heritage were still there. The blond hair, certainly, but many of his features had blurred as the divine blood had been diluted.

When he’d first been cast down from Olympus, Apollo had blamed his legacy for a lot of his troubles, but new information had informed him that Octavian was being used even as he was using Apollo. The Triumvirate was to blame.

“Lucky for you, I certainly cant say you’re the worst descendant I’ve ever had. Trophonius currently holds ‘worst son’ and Emperor Nero is very firmly in the ‘worst legacy’ spot. You’re maybe… top ten.”

“ex-cuse m--?” the retort was halfway past the legacy’s lips when it dawned on him. the gods were known to take human-appearing forms from time to time, forms that would easily appeal to mortal eyes. of course their true forms would disintegrate someone made of mere flesh and bone on the spot.>

which begged the question. had lord apollo truly descended from olympus simply to berate him for being, in his own words, in the top ten of the worst descendants he had?

his upper lip trembled almost imperceptibly. if this weren’t downright side-splitting, it may very well be sad. “my lord,” he finally corrected himself. “forgive me, i didn’t recognize you in this form. brown hair is quite becoming to your features.”

[pizzatacosandbacon]

i’d like to unsubscribe from menstrual cycle monthly.

[triptocaiine]

CRAZY-EX GIRLFRIEND SENTENCE STARTERS. pt. 3. (pt.1 , pt. 2) feel free to change up pronouns or wording to better suit your muse! some prompts nsfw.

❝ i’m the one who should be up there on that cross! ❞

❝ let me be clear, i want you to disappear. ❞

❝ you’re a soul-sucking corporate piece of trash. ❞

❝ the first part was kind of amoral, but the last thing was really sweet. ❞

❝ i now associate toilets with heartbreak, welcome to the hell i’m living! ❞

❝ i didn’t get dumped. it was mutual. ❞

❝ this isn’t about me. ❞

❝ i do not want to confront you because you are violent and scary and weigh more than me. ❞

❝ i have to transform from a victim to a woman scorned. ❞

❝ you guys are my #goals. i literally cannot. ❞

❝ why have cats over time become synonymous with loneliness? ❞

❝ why do men never listen and only think about themselves as opposed to women, who always listen and never think about themselves? ❞

❝ i’m one scary, scary sexy man. ❞

❝ that being said, it’s really messed up that you banged your ex-boyfriend’s dad. ❞

❝ never bang your ex-boyfriend’s dad. ❞

❝ don’t raise hell, raise money for local schools! ❞

❝ lead me to the dark side like a lamb to the slaughter. ❞

❝ do you think that means he has some secret heart of gold? ❞

❝ where’s a woman’s pride without her man? ❞

❝ who says there isn’t an easy fix? ❞

❝ don’t you think you’re repeating some old patterns? ❞

❝ why are you still here? i don’t understand. ❞

❝ it’s the healthiest relationship i’ve had with a man. ❞

❝ free will’s an illusion; morality is, too. ❞

❝ he’s an evil sociopath who’s tricked you into liking him. ❞

❝ it’s just, like, so on the nose. ❞

❝ you’re nothing without me and my selfless humility! ❞

❝ i’m having a party friday night and you are not invited. ❞

❝ when i was out of options, he was always there. ❞

❝ change doesn’t start with him. change starts with you. ❞ 

❝ what the hell was that movie about? it was really all over the place. ❞

❝ love is not as scary as it appears. ❞

❝ you’re like my knight in shining armour right now. ❞

[triptocaiine]

CRAZY-EX GIRLFRIEND SENTENCE STARTERS. pt. 2. (pt. 1 here) feel free to change up pronouns or wording to better suit your muse!

❝ are you a witch? ❞ 

❝ you’ve created a hostile work environment! ❞ 

❝ i put drugs in the water supply. ❞ 

❝ if it worked on guacamole, it could work on my mom. ❞ 

❝ they don’t apply for the job, the job applies for them! ❞

❝ that could be the male gaze version of the narrative. ❞ 

❝ unfortunately, i want to have sex with you. ❞

❝ i think your behaviour reflects a deep-seated fear that if you love someone, they’ll leave you. ❞ 

❝ actually, a triangle has multiple centres. ❞

❝ god, you’re boring. ❞ 

❝ who would take a pill they found on the bathroom floor? ❞ 

❝ i called you _______ cause… i’m racist. ❞ 

❝ we’ll never have problems again. ❞

❝ you ruined everything, you stupid stupid bitch! ❞ 

❝ i’m so sad. ❞ 

❝ whoop-dee-frickin’-do! ❞ 

❝ i didn’t know you were into bird-watching. ❞ 

❝ you remind me of someone i’m very uncomfortable with– me, myself and i. ❞ 

❝ please just tell me if you’re gay! ❞ 

❝ c’mon, sing with me! ❞

❝ scatter, little boys, scatter! ❞ 

❝ i’ll tell you about it later– or now. ❞ 

❝ having a daughter is weird. ❞ 

❝ hashtag humble and blessed! ❞ 

❝ it’s a 3 a.m. subtext. ❞

❝ put yourself first in a sexy way. ❞ 

❝ that shower felt great, maybe i’ll try cocaine! ❞ 

❝ you think love is stainless and pure, but beneath all the fantasy there’s filth and there’s gore! ❞

❝ that’s why i love you like a sister and you love me like a second cousin. ❞

❝ i told myself that i was jasmine, but i realise now i’m jafar. ❞ 

❝ see, when a star is dying, it transforms into a red giant and if the red giant does not have enough mass to fuse carbon, an inert mass of carbon and oxygen builds up in the centre, transforming into a dense white dwarf. ❞ 

❝ look, i’ve seen a lot of hallmark movies, and the look on people’s faces before they run and confess their feelings… that’s your face. ❞ 

❝ i told her that your name is madge and my name is allegra. ❞ 

❝ i’m crazy and i’m irrational and i’m everything my mother said i was! ❞ 

❝ i quit! ❞ 

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Send 💙 to put a blanket on my muse

[meme-cafe]

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

[diviniius]

❛ you’re not a nice person , are you ? ❜

PINTEREST ONE-LINERS FOR THE BITTER SOUL.  (accepting!)

at first, upon hearing the sound of the greek’s voice, octavian was silent. truthfully, he was flabbergasted. although this sentiment that the former augur was indeed not a nice person, or even gods forbid an evil person, was widespread, few were as daring as this unimpressive young man. to say such a thing to his face was unheard of. 

no one confirmed these things with octavian. no, they merely treated him with hatred and contempt. in a way, it was refreshing. in another way, it was something even the skilled orator had difficulty responding to.

well, considering the greek’s phrasing, it seemed he’d already made up his mind on the whole affair. octavian bristled, his trademark frown still gracing his features. “well, i’m no percy jackson, if that’s what you’re asking.” a sarcastic comment, laced with the contempt he held for the former praetor. oh, but gods forbid anyone would think he had a grudge. of course it was fine that an outsider was announced praetor after two weeks of attending camp, only to give the position away to someone else the first chance he got. it wasn’t as if that were octavian’s lifelong dream. 

a soft huff. “in any case, i’d like to believe i’m nicer than most.”

[executiveoutcomes-deactivated20]

Can centaurs slap their own ass to go faster?

[executiveoutcomes-deactivated20]

That’s it I’m outta here. HYAAAH *slaps own ass*

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐓𝐎  𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐕𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓  ,  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  .

bitter  /  aggressive  one  -  liners  as  taken  from  the  website  pinterest  . tw  adult  themes  .     customize  as  you  wish  !

❛  fight  because  you  don’t  know  how  to  die  quietly  .  ❜ ❛  i’d  rather  die  on  my  feet  than  live  on  my  knees  .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  get  over  it  ,  i  just  gotta  be  dramatic  first  .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  get  to  be  surprised  that  nobody  gives  a  fuck  about  you  after  you’ve  worked  so  hard  to  alienate  the  entire  world  .  ❜ ❛  i  wouldn’t  be  like  this  if  i  knew  how  to  not  be  like  this  ,  okay  ?  ❜ ❛  i  had  to  fight  like  hell  and  fighting  like  hell  made  me  what  i  am  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  be  brutal  .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  be  soft  anymore  .  i  want  to  be  bloody  knuckles  and  glass  shards  and  i  want  people  to  be  afraid  of  hurting  me  .  ❜ ❛  bring  them  to  their  knees  .  head  bowed  and  fists  bleeding  —  make  them  repent  .  ❜ ❛  is  this  what  i  get  for  loving  a  god  ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  weapon  ;  and  weapons  don’t  weep  .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  survive  .  somehow  i  always  do  .  ❜ ❛  the  things  that   used   to  make  me  cry  just  make   my  hands  shake  and  my  eyes  blank  .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  begun  to  understand  why  god  died  .  ❜ ❛  i  speak  violence  .  ❜ ❛  it’s  not  my  fault  i  have  my  father’s  eyes  .  ❜ ❛  judge  if  you  want  ,  we  are  all  going  to  die  .  i  intend  to  deserve  it  .  ❜ ❛  i  need  to  kill  you  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  continue  to  watch  you  rot  .  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  born  to  be  soft  and  quiet  .  i  was  born  to  make  the  world  shatter  and  shake  at  my  fingertips  .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  a  nice  person  ,  are  you  ?  ❜ ❛  when  i  punched  you  .  that  was  when  i  first  felt  something  for  you  .  ❜ ❛  if  you  don’t  terrify  people  a  little  bit  then  what’s  the  point  ?  ❜ ❛  i  could  tear  you  apart  if  i  wanted  .  ❜ ❛  do  not  tell  me  what  i  can  and  cannot  do  .  ❜ ❛  i  can  and  i  will  .  watch  me  .  ❜ ❛  no  one  made  me  .  i  made  me  .  ❜ ❛  take  a  breath  ,  spit  out  the  blood  in  your  mouth  ,  and  get  back  up  on  your  feet  .  you  still  got  a  couple  motherfuckers  to  prove  wrong  .  ❜ ❛  here’s  what  i  know  ;  i  will  die  only  by  my  own  hand  .  ❜ ❛  i’m  everything  you  can’t  control  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  violent  ,  and  bitter  ,  and  ugly  inside  and  out  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  being  perfectly  fucking  civil  .  ❜ ❛  goddamn  right  ,  you  should  be  scared  of  me  .  ❜ ❛  you  are  losing  my  interest  ,  and  that  is  very  dangerous  .  ❜ ❛  if  i  can  still  breathe  ,  i’m  fine  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  do  what  it  takes  to  survive  .  ❜ ❛  if  karma  doesn’t  hit  you  ,  i  fucking  will  .  ❜ ❛  don’t  be  sorry  .  i  trusted  you  ,  my  fault  not  yours  .  ❜ ❛  i  wonder  if  life  smokes  after  it  fucks  me  .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  have  to  prove  shit  to  you  .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  tearing  down  my  walls  for  anyone  again  .  you  want  to  know  what’s  inside  ?  climb  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  mine  .  before  i  am  ever  anyone  else’s  .  ❜