#odepius

[blindsherpa]

Freud would be having a field day with my grandma and uncle

[roomarysa]

I feel like I’d be much more appreciated in Ancient Greece.

[q1ieg98n]

Head Canon that anytime someone says motherfucker any CHB it’s an Odepius joke. There have never been any exceptions. It’s the only cursing aloud at Camp, mostly because both Chiron and Dionysus get a kick out of it

[angelic-din-mortem]

Open rp: A monster with a broken child's heart and mind.

It hurt, it hurt so bad. His head hasn't hurt that bad in so long. Grabbing his head his face fills with tears of sadness and fear. Hid head cramps and squeezes every thought, memory, and feeling. He wanted to get away from it all, he already is resented by his own family, feared and or hated by others, why should he care, why should he cry? His body heats up, boiling the sadness to anger and emotionless mind but one.

As this happen his body grows and shreds into shed skin revealing the monster inside. His mind bursts and relaxes, but nothing about love, care, and safety, anything that would make a human was in it. The area around him fills with a blood curling sound of anger and hatred and resentment. 

[angelic-din-mortem]

odepius said: { YOOOOO I WANNA RP WITH YOUU }

[for-what-is-lost-blog]

Visions of Terror |X-Men Au| ~ Closed: Odepius ~

I can't believe I'm here right now, Mithien thought as she moved quietly through the hallways. As others walked past, she kept her glove-adorned hands clasped, her palms pressed firmly together. She darted past the people in the corridors, desperate to avoid making any physical contact. Her chartreuse eyes wandered over the other people around her, wondering what kind of powers they held. A chill whispered down her spine, making her flesh crawl. Fighting against the emotion, she increased the speed of her strides.

Biting at her cheek, she hunted for the professor's office, too nervous to ask anyone for help. Each gaze that shifted towards her felt as though it were scraping along her nerves. Don't look at me, she thought, sweat gathering in the creases of her palms beneath the fabric of the gloves.

She rounded a corner, at last spotting the plaque for the professor's office. Unlacing her fingers from each other, she balled her left hand into a fist and lightly rapped against the partially open door.

[prxfessors-pet-archived-blog]

Voice ALL THE WAY!

If I get 10 "voice"s, I (the mun) will record myself voice acting the character I roleplay.

Uh oh— that’s one. 

[satyrreality-old]

YEAHHHHHHHHH