Twisted Leaders of Twisted Armies

there's nothing more for usbut that doesn't mean we'll do no more << Indie multimuse RP account for Dark! Percy, Luke, Alabaster, Reyna, Jason and Annabeth from PJO. >>

[remnantofthelegacy-deactivated2]

REBLOG if you're pan/bi/asexual

[lamecaptain-deactivated20150512]

The holy trinity of non-existing sexes.

[oftwistedgods-blog]

Some people are like period cramps, but some are just like spam mail

[wildfairy]

Aries – You’re a cluttered mind. A storybook overflowing with all the dreams you had growing up but life got in the way and things just didn’t work out. The word almost is weaved into every ounce of your being. So close. Too far. Almost there. Almost gone. You’ve still got a lot of fight left in you. Taurus – Perfection is highly unattainable and extremely boring. There’s always going to be more beauty found in the chaos, in the longing, in the hunger. The chase. The fallout. Walk like you’re the sky set ablaze. Talk like the apocalypse is coming tomorrow and you’ve got things left to say. Forget about repercussions. Gemini – Open your hand. Open your eyes. Close your mouth for a minute, you’ve gotta listen to somebody else this time. You’ve got this talking thing down stat, but when was the last time you let somebody tell their own story? You can’t be a teacher if you’re refusing to ever learn from anybody else. Cancer – It’s hard for me to muster up any sympathy for somebody that willingly lets others push them around. You’re letting them corner you. When are you going to speak up? Bite. Growl. Sting. You’re not a welcome home rug to walk all over. Let them know they aren’t welcome here anymore. Leo – So you got hurt once before and you haven’t been the same since. You put up a wall that nobody else has managed to find a ladder tall enough to get over. You need somebody with a wrecking ball. I know you have to miss the light. You were never a fan of the dark. Hiding away from the world because you’re scared won’t ever let you get anywhere. Virgo – Okay, so the world is harsh. We all get it. The fairy tales all lied to you and you’re angry that you’re not where you wanted to be. Love breaks your heart and everything else is trying to chip away at your soul. So what? Don’t let them. You’re locking yourself in the castle. There’s nobody else to blame and there’s nobody else that can save you. Save yourself. Libra – The world’s moving too fast lately and you’re struggling just to stay upright. I know how hard it is to keep yourself together and not let pieces of you slip away. This life is constantly going to want to reinvent you into something you swore to never be. What you need to learn is that you don’t have to let them. Even when this whole world is turning upside down, you stand on your own two feet and swear you could get used to the sky being where the sea used to be. Scorpio – You’ve heard it all before, I know. You’re vicious but you’re mesmerizing. You’re cold but there’s fire in your eyes. Strong. Captivating. Mystical. Manipulative. Calculated. Unnerving. There’s only going to be a handful of people in your life that you’ll ever let see the soft side of you. You’re cold for the rest of the world but when they come around you’re burning. All those vicious edges dull away because you’ll be damned if you ever see them hurting. Strong but they found your weak spot. Captivating but your eyes are stuck on them. Calculated until you’re drunk and stumbling over the words to make them come home. Sagittarius – I talk a lot about lightning in veins, thunder in hearts. Eyes like city lights, fairy dust seeping off finger tips. But there’s no metaphors for you. You’re real and raw and it’s something that’s hard to define. It’s ever-changing and I think maybe you’re something like the leprechaun at the end of the rainbow. Maybe you’re there, maybe you’re not. Everybody is dying for that pot of gold but they all forget about who’s lucky enough to have it on a regular basis. Capricorn – I’m running out of words and you’re running out of patience. Writing about the feel and texture of silence is hard when my hands and mouth are on opposite sides of the fence. I’m trying to tell you about the way you make my brain stop buzzing, make me breathe again, how it hurts when I can’t stop thinking in black and white but you were a neon light, but you’re not here and now my teeth are chattering. But my hands know from months of experience that you’re hot to the touch and I’m the only one that’s ever freezing and I’m sorry it took so long to say but I don’t think you’re catching on anyway. Aquarius – You were created from the air of every beautiful place in this world. The ruins. The temples. The pyramids. The crypts. Nothing to be seen by those with weak stomachs. You were made from dust and passed down fables and all the witches burned at the stake. You were born into fallen royalty, from a heritage that won’t be taught inside school classrooms. You were denied your chance to be great before you could even learn your battle cry. Pisces – I’m always talking about the pure side that you show off to the world. It has to be hard to be told what you were meant to be. That you weren’t born into this world, you were a mere daydream that popped and appeared out of a wisp of lavender and sage. That you’re soft. That you’re too far gone. We all forget that underneath that sugar, you crumble into a toothache. Into something that can gnaw away and be born out of the anger of the riots, with a heartbeat like the drum of a marching band.

poetry for the signs #5,

a.l.

(via

wildfairys

)

There has never been truer words spoken for some of these signs. Others I have little experience with, but some, are words I wished I’d of spoken myself.

(via danielcook)

#aquarius

(via foxlita)

[enbyofdionysos]

Pollux and Dakota getting drunk together and Pollux accidentally calling him Castor

[criedwolves]

me vs. me in drag

vest | pants | dress

[flannelsapphy-deactivated201611]

okay but have you considered…….. aromantic hazel levesque

[balance-shifts]

anD SHES REALLY PLATONICALLY AFFECTIONATE BC SHES SUCH A SWEETHEART AND U HAVE PPL DEVELOPING CRUSHES ON HER AND LIKING HER ROMANTICALLY AND SHES LIKE… ILY BUT NAH

[flannelsapphy-deactivated201611]

hazel is the queen of “i love u but not like that” and she applies no romantic connotation to cheek kisses and forehead kisses so she just kisses ppl on the cheek anD FRANK LIFTS HER UP AND SHE KISSES HIM ON THE FOREHEAD

[leonku-blog]

ANONYMOUSLY MAKE ME BLUSH

[dnotive]

Go ahead. Do your worst.

[uncletarby]

this is either gonna be a terrible decision on my part or nothing’s gonna happen haha

[vertexart]

I’ll only post the successful ones.

[cathagbheag]

If u wanna be my friend u have to understand that sometimes I can’t cope with conversations. And just because I’m on tumblr effectively shouting into the void but not replying to your message doesn’t mean I hate u it just means that the thought of talking to anyone in depth is extremely overwhelming

[blackjacktheboss]

Kids of Demeter who can’t grow a single thing but hand them some fresh ingredients and they will whip you up a five star meal in no time flat

[yroxis-original]

Personality:I DON’T GIVE A FUCK

Anxiety: I do

[thesylverlining]

alternately, often at the exact same time -

Depression: i don’t give a fuck about anything. i don’t have the energy to give a fuck about anything. nothing matters.

Anxiety: everything matters everythign matters RIGHT THIS SECOND i give a fuck about EVERYTHING you have to fix EVERYTHING or you are going to DIE.

[sasstronauuut-deactivated201906]

LISTEN UP I GOT A STORY TO TELL

SO AT OUR SCHOOL THERE ARE NO PHONES ALLOWED BUT WE STILL TAKE THEM TO SCHOOL BECAUSE WE’RE FUCKING IDIOTS AND TODAY THE CLASS PRES ALMOST RAMMED THE DOOR DOWN AND YELLED “HIDE YOUR PHONES THE HEADMISTRESS WILL CHECK YOUR BAGS FOR PHONES AND TAKE THEM AWAY IF SHE FINDS THEM” AND FOR LIKE 5 SECONDS YOU COULD SEE THIRTY FACES OF PURE HORROR AND THEN PEOPLE STARTED SCREAMING AND TAKING OFF THEIR SHOES AND PUTTING THEIR PHONES THERE, SOME PUT THEIRS IN THEIR UNDERWEAR, A GIRL WITH THICK CURLY HAIR PUT HERS IN HER FUCKING HAIR, SOME HIDTHEIR PHONES IN THEIR BOOKS, A BITCH I HATE TAPED HERS TO THE BOTTOM OF HER CHAIR AND I HID MINE ON MY BRA AND THE EARPHONES ON MY SHOE AND YOU COULD SEE BULLIES HELPING THEIR VICTIMS HIDE THEIR PHONES AND ASKING THEM IF IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT THEY HID THEIR PHONES ON THEIR PANTS OR STH AND AFTER THE HORROR HAD PASSED PEOPLE WERE YELLING BECAUSE THEIR PHONES SMELT LIKE DIRTY FEET IT WAS AMAZING

[sasstronauuut-deactivated201906]

let this die i beg of you

[espurrellie]

This is beautiful and shouldn’t die.

[sasstronauuut-deactivated201906]

I SWEAR TO FUCK THIS HAD LIKE 400 NOTES AN HOUR AGO WHO MADE THIS BLOW UP WHO

[ubercharge]

a beautiful situation showing humans working together and co-operating

[anti-leyna]

nico/ethan/alabaster

interesting. works as an ot3 and a great emo boy band.

[oftwistedgods-blog]

louellenthenosestealer I’m up for this

also the PJO fandom knows about Al and gradually starts including him and I’m so HAPPY

[inboxideas]

Send me "ff+" and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

requested by anonymous as reversal to this meme.

[morningxnoonxnight-deactivated2]

oftwistedgods

Sally sighed, her hand still in Percy’s hair. “Hmmm.” She chuckled. “Well. It’s hard work being a parent, Percy. And you’re working just as hard as any of us ever have.” 

Dropping her hand from his black hair, she reached up and rubbed her eyes. “No matter how you cut it, though; even parents need rest.” That included Percy, if he was going to continue with this role. “And it’s my duty, as your mother, to make sure you get rest, too.”

[oftwistedgods-blog]

“Mum, I’m fine. Really. I need to finish something...”

[oftwistedgods-blog]

"Ohhh, I'm sure you did." She sets down a sandwich and a can of coke beside him. "It's just peanut butter and jam. A snack." Sally reaches up and smooths his hair. "When was the last time you had a nap?" He looked tired, and she was a worry wart.

“Thanks, mum.” He smiled at the blueberry jam in the sandwich. His mum, through and through. “Really, I’m fine - you know how it is. Leading all those kids limits sleeping hours. I bet I know what it’s like to be you now…” He siles at his mum, hoping she’ll accept the lame joke so he can tell her what he wanted to say.

[oftwistedgods-blog]

"Percy." Sally quietly uses her hip to open the door. "Honey. You need to eat."

“Hi, mum.” There’s always a smile for his mum, even when he’s at his lowest. She deserves so much ore than she has right now, and he will hand it to her. He’ll give her the comfort she deserves even if she doesn’t like how he acquires it. “I ate at camp. Really, I did!”

[oftwistedgods-blog]

morningxnoonxnight fixed!