PULL THE TRIGGER

he is a storm, ruination brewing and spouting from b l o o d i e d fingertips. he's a strike of lightning when you least expect it, a hurricane that takes everything in its path. a modern day ares who seizes anything he wants, who won't h e s i t a t e to beat down his enemies in battle. he is destruction and malevolence. he is your worst nightmare, but you can't stop wishing that ruination was in your bed.

[halfichcr]

guess who’s back.

i can’t believe duke apolskis managed to drag themselves to camp after fifteen years of it. i heard that the legacy of ares has been hanging around zeus’s fist since they got here. the thirty-three year old seems to have adopted their godly parent’s forlorn and etiolated traits, but the pesky human in them seems to be increasingly outgoing and good. good luck duke. with war brewing on the horizon, you’re gonna need it.

camp dad, better than dionysus but not better than chiron.

probably gives everyone in camp presents on christmas, because he never got any gifts as a kid.

born and raised in australia, still carries that accent ok

is a legacy of ares, meaning he’s the grandson of the war god. his mom was the daughter of ares and was a hardass hero who was well known. growing up, everyone wanted him (or expected him) to be just like her, but he wasn’t.

he tried all throughout his teen years and young adult years trying to live up to his mom’s name and couldn’t so he gave up becos he’s tired.

trains everyone, probably really good at basket weaving.

doesn’t actually like fighting or war that much, but if you catch him outside he can probably pulverize anybody cause he’s 6′5 and built like a bodybuilder

i can’t believe giselle campbell managed to drag themselves to camp after twenty years of it. i heard that the daughter of hypnos has been hanging around the strawberry field since they got here. the thirty year old seems to have adopted their godly parent’s dependent and harrowing traits, but the pesky human in them seems to be increasingly capable and steadfast. good luck giselle. with war brewing on the horizon, you’re gonna need it.

VODKA AUNT OK.

daughter of morpheus who lives a very ironic life. most people would expect her to have good dreams all the time, being the daughter of the dream god, but she’s a goddamn hot mess who just wants to sleep.

suffers from night terrors, therefore, she doesn’t sleep. much. spends most of her time drinking and handing out alcohol to minors because uhhh she’s a mess.

by minors, i mean like 16/17 year olds cause even she has standards.

if she hands out alc to minors she stays to supervise because she can kinda be responsible sometimes.

can give people nightmares but doesn’t know she can because she has no time to focus on her powers because she’s either buzzed, drunk or tired.

love her pls.

[halfichcr]

☎ ( cain & ana ; cain & murray )

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

[ CAIN  ⤻  ANA ]

cain: if ur wondering, i’m number four on the fbi’s most wanted list.cain: just in case ur wondering cause i got to go i’m rnisdfscain: running*** sorry, there’s an empousai after me.

[ CAIN   ⤻  MURRAY ]

cain: can you have my jacket out and ready in five minutescain: seriously pls it’s under one of the bunks.cain: if you find a naked picture of dad don’t ask.

[halfichcr]

halfblocded:

“again.” dorothea huffed, adjusting her grip on her sword and getting closer to her opponent. in her spare time, dorie could almost always be found training, either helping others refine their skills, or brushing up on skills she had let rust. “c’mon, don’t give up on me now.”

corey wasn’t a fighter. not a sword fighting kind of fighter anyway, she preferred to be on the backline. she had a skill in providing weapons and bombs, but she couldn’t defend herself in a swordfight to save her life. “i can’t do this,” she shook her head. “i’m about to pass out.”

[halfichcr]

hoetastrophies:

“This feels like a loaded question that’s also very geared to a specific audience. Are you asking me about head because I’m gay? That’s just straight up rude, dude.” Rory giggled, before shaking his head. “Actually it looks more than okay, it looks stupendous.” The boy said features softening, before coming to take a closer look. “This is actually some very intricate and great work, how much time have you spent on it? Actually don’t answer that because I feel like it’ll be about a few minutes.”

an entertained laugh left connor’s lips at the boy’s statement. rory was certainly always one to count on if he wanted a laugh. “that’s the exact reason why i’m asking you, i figured you’re an expert, so why not?” he joked and looked at the cloth rory was complimenting. he might’ve thought it looked stupendous, but connor only saw something mediocre. the more he weaved, the more mistakes he saw and the more he wanted to tear the whole thing apart. “thanks, man. but it’s actually been like - twenty minutes?”

[halfichcr]

hoetastrophies:

Caleb yawned as he limbered towards his cabin, taking off his cloves and feeling sore all over from his sparring sessions. At his sibling’s question, he craned his neck before fully processing what was being asked of him. “Is that supposed to be Mr. D? Because it looks like Mr. D doing the macarena. He’s gonna love it.”

connor laughed at caleb’s question and nodded. “exactly. dionysus said this was in high demand. by who?” connor shrug, looking at the cloth and then back to his sibling. “probably nobody but him, but he’s paying me pretty well for it.” it wasn’t the task he was used to doing, but as long as he got some drachma out of it, it was good enough for him.

[halfichcr]

halfblocded:

“i guess…” dorothea replied, barely looking at the cloth. she was after books about strategy, even though they would be hard for her to read, because you can learn about weapons all day, but it’s worthless if you don’t know how to attack. she decided the best place to look would be cabin six, athena. not only was that one of the better places to look for information, but she was the goddess of war strategy. “i mean, i don’t know.”

he pursed his lips and looked back at his work, trying to judge if his head was too big in the picture he had woven. “hm, i’ve been staring at this for the past five minutes, so i guess i could just take a break.” connor looked up at dorothea, who didn’t look that excited to see him or his work. “what brings you to cabin six today?” he asked, very much like a librarian in charge of greeting guests.

[halfichcr]

halfblocded:

“are you fucking blind? i’m walking through here, silver glow and everything, and you still walk into me? i said sorry and everything.” and to nat, if they said sorry everything was fine. if someone came at them with the smallest amount of hostility, they would return it tenfold. “so how about you watch where you’re going too, because it takes more than one person to run into someone.”

a sharp, jarring sound left baby’s mouth as the huntress spoke. the children of aphrodite weren’t the biggest fans of the hunters of artemis and this one was no exception. “and i was walking through here too. you should know better than to get in my way unless you’re dimwitted,” baby paused, mocking confusion as she opened her mouth in surprise. “but wait! you joined up with artemis, so i guess you are.”

[halfichcr]

halfblocded:

their jacket was slung around their elbows, bow clasped gently in one hand, as natalia left the armoury. they had been doing a little maintenance on their weapons, sharpening the dagger always in their boot and the arrows in their quiver and tightening the bow string. of course, natalia was still to interested in one of the arrows, accidentally walking into someone. “sorry.” they muttered, putting the arrow in her quiver and looking up, though the look in their eyes said they were anything but.

all baby wanted to do was get to her cabin, do a facemask, call home and go to bed. camp life was miserable, but her father insisted on her attending every summer to ‘learn the ways of a demigod’. baby didn’t want to be a demigod. she was perfectly content with being an instagram star, a little new york city socialite. she would’ve rather been at a party than at camp with all the dirty campers. when someone bumped into her, her eyes rolled dramatically. “watch where you’re going,” she snapped at them.

[halfichcr]

nimble fingers weaved cloth together rapidly, grey eyes scanning impressive work as a blond boy sat on a rocking chair outside of cabin six. connor might have looked like a whole grandfather, but he really didn’t mind it too much. time at camp was down time, time to breathe rather than chasing criminals around the world. the son of athena was weaving something that would’ve put arachne to shame, with intricate colors and patterns being woven into an art piece. “does this guy’s head look okay?” he asked a passing camper. “or is it too big?”

[halfichcr]

ofroryrosales:

“So I’m not sure of what cabin they belong to, but this dude just came up to me, and got real close to my face and whispered, after tonight there will only be seven planets left after I destroy Uranus. I always knew being gay was gonna be a pain in the ass eventually.”

the son of poseidon choked on his drink, which he never did, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “wow. the kids just get more and more forward every year, don’t they?” he asked, screwing on the cap of his water bottle. “was he cute?”

more texts for you bitches

ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life. [text] I should have never let you back into my life. [text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that. [text] Please don’t walk away. [text] Please don’t do this. [text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you? [text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it. [text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again. [text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong. [text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me. [text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did [text] The truth is I’m not over you. [text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you. [text] I’m seeing someone else. [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? [text] You’re so selfish. [text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them]. [text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE

LOVING TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah. [text] Be careful. [text] I’m only saying it because I love you. [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you. [text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee. [text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week? [text] Let me take you out, please? [text] Let me make you dinner tonight. [text] I want you to be happy. [text] You’re always safe with me. [text] I can’t stop thinking about you. [text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you. [text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that. [text] It was so good seeing you. [text] You don’t need this shit. [text] I’ll be there in five minutes. [text] Let me help, please? [text] You’re important to me. [text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that. [text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day. [text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love. [text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??

ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now. [text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut. [text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!? [text] Lose my number, asshole. [text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so. [text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf. [text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend. [text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is. [text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it? [text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole. [text] Go fuck yourself. [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? [text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first. [text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now [text] Bye and have a very fuck you day

SEXY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this. [text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair. [text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor. [text] Come over. With condoms. [text] You should come over, clothing optional. [text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT [text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life [text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous? [text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended. [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together [text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis. [text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology. [text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH. [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? [text] I just need some of your time and all of your body. [text] I am available for nakedness [text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love

DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH

[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w [drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH [drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever [drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known [drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like [drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss [drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon [drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight [drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS [drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no [drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated [drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol. [drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE

[halfichcr]

closed starter for @ambrosiafed [ connor + violet ]

muscular arms crossed as an amused smile crossed connor’s lips. campfire was in full swing, with the fire a bright yellow to reflect the general mood of the campers. they were fully immersed into a song and he wanted to join in, but the last thing anyone needed was to hear him sing. connor had only ever attended camp during the summers, but he knew the traditions better than anyone else - or at least he liked to think he did. his eyes scanned the crowd, hoping to see a familiar face. he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been thinking about her recently. he had almost died a few weeks ago, and what nobody told him about almost dying was how much he wanted to mend broken relationships. his relationship with violet wasn’t necessarily broken, it was dissipated. all it was, was a reminder of what could’ve been. when he couldn’t find her face, he felt a brief disappointment, but he didn’t know what he expected. he stayed by the entrance of the amphitheater, arms crossed, deciding to stay a little longer in case she did find her way here.

[halfichcr]

closed starter for @ambrosiafed [ cain + ana ]

for some odd reason, cain felt a strange relief of being back in camp. he never expected so, since he had nothing but bad memories here, but maybe it was the fact that he had a chance to breathe. for the first time in seven years, cain wouldn’t be looking over his shoulder every time he made a move. no government agent was after him, no warrants were being called for, no gods were trying to track him down. so yeah, a strange relief washed over him every time he took a breath. his dark eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he watched his old home from the big house. mr. d had called him in in the morning for a meeting, but it turned out mr. d just wanted someone to yell at. his fingers took the cigarette butt from his mouth as he eyed a girl walking past the big house, pile of swords in her hands. she was cute, even he could see that. he always appreciated a cute girl, and most cute girls needed help. “you need any help with that?” he asked, flicking the cigarette butt onto the grass.

[lovesvampire]

random questions for character building (and fun)

go to karaoke song?

a song that describes them?

are they good at sports?

do they have a favorite movie?

three things in their fridge?

most three recently watched on netflix?

celebrity crush?

are they close to their family?

best thing in their life?

greatest regret?

biggest lie?

biggest flaw?

best accomplishment?

greatest fear(s)?

what is their vice? (wrath, greed, pride, lust, gluttony, sloth, envy)

what would their hogwarts house be?

did they graduate high school? if so did they attend college?

when was their first real relationship? how’d it go?

have they ever broken someones heart? has someone broken theirs?

have they ever been married? are they married?

do they have children? have they before?

do they want children?

opinion on pets? cats or dogs?

opinion on horror films?

do they have allergies?

do they have a certain aesthetic or style?

do they have tattoos or piercings? 

do they have any distinctive features or marks?

do they enjoy coffee or tea? hot or iced?

are they religious or spiritual? 

are they a morning person or night person?

if they could have any superpower what would it be?

who is their ride or die friend?

[magicksborn]

rpmememaker:

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[ofhotheads-blog]

text message starters, part 1/?

[MSG]: If you come home and see an ambulance outside, don’t worry. I’ve got it all under control.

[MSG:] One time I thought I was heterosexual.

[MSG:] I’M WEARING A FLAG.

[MSG:] Just get in the fucking blanket fort.

[MSG:] I think the only option is to smoke so much weed I pass out for 3 days.

[MSG:] I am going places. Maybe not college, but places…

[MSG:] I don’t think meeting his drug dealers counts as a relationship landmark.

[MSG:] THE SUPER HOT BARTENDER WHO LOOKS LIKE RYAN GOSLING JUST WALKED IN. BUT HE DOESN’T EVEN WALK HE GLIDES. LIKE AN ANGEL.

[MSG:] We’re making a scrapbook of dick pics, you want in or what?

[MSG:] Can you pick me up? The threeway turned into a twoway while I sit here alone in the corner…

[MSG:] Every time you mention the threesome around him I will high five you. Do what you will with this information.

[MSG:] You know, my friends think I make these stories up…

[MSG:] I’m bonding with your girlfriend. I like her. We’re plotting your demise.

[MSG:] My cute new neighbor has a cast on his leg. How sad is it that my first thought was, “Hey! This one can’t run away!”.

[MSG:] OMG he dropped his pants for me. Granted it was to show me where he got stabbed but still…

[MSG:] I started the day with dreams of getting laid and ended it with the reality of eating Taco Bell in my bed with my dog.

[MSG:] I just walked into the room at this party and someone shouted “dibs!”

[MSG:] He held my hand in public and I nearly came. Like he needs to be inside of me yesterday.

[MSG:] Uh, I almost got the bride to go down on me. I’m the smoothest maid of honor ever.

[MSG:] Somehow a ride to Walgreens turned into a threesome.

[MSG:] Yeah, don’t like to call her my roommate. Too cordial. I prefer to call her “the whore that was assigned to live with me.”

[MSG:] Why does every bad decision I make end up with at least 100 likes on YouTube?

[MSG:] I feel like I don’t show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time.

[MSG:] I told you not to buy lube from a tourist shop!

[MSG:] He must be a special kind of stupid to cheat on a women who works at a funeral home. Does he not understand you can get rid of dead bodies easier than most Americans?

[MSG:] STOP BREAKING THE LAW, ASSHOLE.

[MSG:] There were containers of weed in the piñata.

[MSG:] So far today I’ve had six shots of tequila, one joint, I’ve hit three parties, made out with two people and been chased by security. It is spring break.

[MSG:] OMG SOMEONE JUST CRASHED THIS LECTURE SCREAMING “TROOOOOLLLL IN THE DUNGEONS!!!” I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING HELP

[MSG:] I understand why animals eat their young in the wild after watching your kid this afternoon.

[MSG:] Uh, I think that pic was for someone else. At least, I hope so…

[MSG:] My gaydar is infallible. Trust me.

[MSG:] I’m actually kind of scared about the prospect of us living together. We’re just going to eat pizza and drink wine before retiring to our rooms with vibrators.

[MSG:] See, remember when you wanted to get an Ashley Madison account and I told you not to and you hated me? You. Are. Welcome.

[MSG:] Would you accept a fantastic blowjob as payment?

[brittsmemes]

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