A short comic about being online and being afraid

7 Flowers for each Riordanverse character based on flower language.

Strap in, this is gonna be a long one.

Percy Jackson:

1. Apple Blossom: Preference. Fate speaks him great and good
2. Blue-Flowered Greek Valerian: Rupture
3. Camomile: Energy in Adversity
4. Hawkweed: Quick-Sightedness
5. Larch: Audacity. Boldness
6. Mistletoe: I Surmount Difficulties
7. Southernwood: Jest, Bantering

Annabeth Chase:

1. Azalea: Temperance
2. Canterbury Bell: Acknowledgement
3. Cloves: Dignity
4. Hundred-Leaved Rose: Pride
5. Indian Lagerstroemia: Eloquence
6. Red Catchfly: Youthful love
7. Walnut: Intellect, Stratagem

Grover Underwood:

1. Bearded Crepis: Protection
2. Bluebell: Constancy
3. Cactus: Warmth
4. Convolvulus: Bonds
5. Larkspur: Lightness, Levity
6. Magnolia: Love of Nature
7. Water Lily: Purity of Heart

Jason Grace:

1. Blue Violet: Faithfulness
2. Broom: Humility. Neatness
3. Fennel: Worthy all praise, Strength
4. Garden Marigold: Uneasiness
5. Mint: Virtue
6. Sycamore: Curiosity
7. Woodbine: Fraternal Love

Leo Valdez:

1. Chinese Chrysanthemum: Cheerfulness under Adversity
2. Fern: Fascination
3. Fleur-de-lis: Flame. I Burn
4. Penciled Geranium: Ingenuity
5. Peppermint: Warmth of Feeling
6. Thyme: Activity
7. Yellow Balsam: Impatience

Piper McLean:

1. Acalia: Temperance
2. Amaryllis: Pride, Timidity, Splendid beauty
3. Cabbage Rose: Ambassador of Love
4. Coreopsis Arkansa: Love at first sight
5. Holly: Foresight
6. White Dittany of Crete: Passion
7. White Mullein: Good Nature

Frank Zhang:

1. Canary Grass: Perseverance
2. Christmas Rose: Relieve my Anxiety
3. Coriander: Hidden worth
4. French Willow: Bravery and Humanity
5. Milfoil: War
6. Small White Bell Flower: Gratitude
7. Sweet Violet: Modesty

Hazel Levesque:

1. Aconite-leaved Crowfoot: Luster
2. Balm of Gilead: Cure. Relief
3. Flowering Almond: Hope
4. Holly Herb: Enchantment
5. Lote Tree: Concord
6. Lucerne: Life
7. Sweet Basil: Good Wishes

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano:

1. Ash-leaved Trumpet Flower: Separation
2. Barberry Tree: Sharpness
3. Branch of Thorns: Severity. Rigor
4. Goat’s Rue: Reason
5. Quamoclit: Busybody
6. Striped Carnation: Refusal
7. White Oak: Independence

Nico di Angelo:

1. Amethyst: Admiration
2. Lavender: Distrust
3. Milkwort: Hermitage
4. Oleander: Beware
5. Red Balsam: Touch me not. Impatient resolves
6. Weeping Willow: Mourning
7. Yellow Acacia: Secret Love

Rachel Dare:

1. Auricula: Painting
2. Beech Tree: Prosperity
3. Dandelion: Rustic Oracle
4. Gooseberry: Anticipation
5. Purple Clover: Provident
6. Ragged Robin: Wit
7. Scotch Fir: Elevation

Chiron:

1. American Starwort: Welcome to a stranger. Cheerfulness in old age
2. Buckbean: Calm repose
3. Flowering Reed: Confidence in Heaven
4. Goldenrod: Precaution
5. Marsh Mallow: Beneficence
6. Olive: Peace
7. Rhubarb: Advice

Apollo:

Before ToA

1. Bundle of Reeds with their Panacles: Music
2. Glory Flower: Glorious Beauty
3. Love Lies Bleeding: Hopeless, not Heartless
4. Nightshade: Truth
5. Prophetic Marigold: Prediction
6. Scarlet Poppy: Fantastic Extravagance
7. Sweetbrier: Poetry, I wound to heal

After ToA:

1. Agrimony: Thankfulness. Gratitude
2. Everlasting: Never-Ceasing Remembrance
3. Flos Adonis: Painful Recollections
4. Lotus Leaf: Recantation
5. Moschatel: Weakness
6. Scarlet Lychnis: Sunbeaming Eyes
7. Small Bindweed: Humility

Meg McCaffrey:

1. Borage: Bluntness
2. Burdock: Importunity, Touch me not.
3. Dogwood: Durability
4. Mouse-Eared Chickweed: Ingenious Simplicity
5. Mushroom: Suspicion
6. Oak-Leaved Geranium: True Friendship
7. Thornless Rose: Early Attachment

Luke Castellan:

1. Aloe: Grief, Religious superstition, Affection
2. Begonia: Beware
3. Belvedere: I declare against you
4. Dark Geranium: Melancholy
5. Quaking Grass: Agitation
6. Raspberry: Remorse
7. Thorn Apple: Deceitful Charms

Octavian:

1. Abatina: Fickleness
2. Buttercup: Ingratitude. Childishness
3. Citron: Ill-Natured Beauty
4. Dahlia: Instability
5. Madder: Calumny
6. Tall Sunflower: Haughtiness
7. Wild Geranium: Steadfast Piety

Calypso:

1. Cornel Tree: Duration
2. Crowsbill: Envy
3. Garden Anemone: Forsaken
4. Lotus Flower: Estranged Love
5. Vervain: Enchantment
6. White Camellia Japonica: Perfected Loveliness
7. White Clover: Think of me

Thalia Grace:

1. Arbor Vitae: Unchanging friendship. Live for me
2. Checkered Fritillary: Persecution
3. Elder: Zealousness
4. Purple Columbine: Resolve to win
5. Sainfoin: Agitation
6. Yellow Carnation: Disdain
7. Zephyr flower: Sickness, Expectation

Will Solace:

1. Allspice: Compassion
2. Ambrosia: Love returned
3. Cowslip: Pensiveness. Winning Grace
4. Honeysuckle: Generous and Devoted Affection
5. Oak Tree: Hospitality
6. Spearmint: Warmth of Sentiment
7. Wild Grape: Charity

Lityerses:

1. Bay Leaf: I change but in death
2. Birdsfoot Trefoil: Revenge
3. Box Tree: Stoicism
4. Columbine: Folly
5. Hazel: Reconciliation
6. Mountain Laurel: Ambition
7. Tremella Nestoc: Resistance

Nero:

1. Beech Orchis: Industry
2. Cabbage: Profit
3. Passion Flower: Religious Superstition
4. Pidgeon’s Berry: Indifference
5. Polyanthus: Pride of Riches
6. Scarlet Auricula: Avarice
7. Wolfsbane: Misanthropy

Commodus:

1. American Cowslip: Divine beauty
2. Centaury Bluebottle: Delicacy
3. Chestnut Tree: Do me Justice, Luxury
4. Crown Imperial: Majesty, Power
5. Hydrangea: A Boaster. Heartless 
6. Laurel: Glory
7. Narcissus: Egotism

Caligula:

1. Agnus Castus: Coldness, Indifference
2. Bilberry: Treachery
3. Hop: Injustice
4. Lobelia: Malevolence
5. Parsley: Festivity
6. Purple Larkspur: Haughtiness
7. Rue: Disdain

tried to redesign em’

girlbossfranziskavonkarma:

villains are fine when they kill people I draw the line at being horrific parents though

extremely submissive and breedable bonding

Asher is no stranger to death. 

He’s literally a Dark Arts User that experiments with death energy. He dived in headfirst knowing he was rushing to his own death. Dark Arts Users die easily, especially weak ones. He’s had the pleasure of being acquainted with ones that aren’t weak, although he still has to wonder about Linh. Aidan was only past the edge because he went uncontrolled for so long. 

Regardless, he’s used to death, is prepared to hear about the death of anyone around him. That’s what it was like being part of Vlad’s army and what it’s like being a Dark Arts User. He thought nothing could shake him anymore. That’s how he was raised. 

But some part of him had closed its eyes and ignored the flashing warnings. 

It had hit him when he was running after the Silver Twins and then saw Vien propped against the wall. His body slashed brutally in several places. He had been stabbed through the stomach thrice. Everything had gone very quiet, he had dropped his sword, walked over to Vien, bent down and put his hands against Vien’s cold and dirty cheeks. He had pulled away right after, something inside his chest shuttering. He had picked up his sword and had run, forgetting about the Silver Twins. He had to find Aidan and Linh and protect them. 

He hadn’t made it on time. 

Aidan’s mangled body had been on the battlefield, forgotten and trampled upon. He had found Linh with his lover who had all but abandoned him before war had broken out and he had snapped. 

The empty part in his heart hadn’t been empty after all. And before he could realize it had been filled, it had been ripped away from him. Zander Flamouria was the only reason he hadn’t managed to fight Linh’s lover then and there and he hadn’t been able to stop screaming and crying for hours after, bent over Vien’s body and face pressed into his still chest. 

He had been numb when Princess Ebony Nijik and Zander Flamouria had offered to put him under her control so he wouldn’t die. He had nodded along, remembering that Zander Flamouria was still a specimen he wanted to study. 

Some stories are never told. 

Asher refuses to let the memories of his roommates fade away. 

He tells the magic rogues about the shy but determined boy, the boy who had lost part of who he was and the boy who was friendly and loud mouthed. It surprises him how much he knew of them. He thought they hadn’t been important and so had decided to not pay much attention to them. But now all he can remember was nights where Vien would do their hair, food fights at breakfast, patrols that had led to disaster, sneaking into the kitchens in the middle of the night, the times they had treated him like one of them even though he hadn’t done the same for them. 

He knows where he went wrong and he’ll repent. 

He doesn’t know if Linh’s lover or his killer have the same thoughts. He doesn’t care. They’re the only magic rogues he refuses to associate with. 

Asher is a selfish person. He’s not a good person. Linh had once called him a good person when they had met and Vien had tried to dissuade the boy from such thoughts. Asher had thought it was too troublesome to correct him. He isn’t a good person. He’s selfish through and through. He doesn’t care who’s good, who’s bad, who’s right or who’s wrong. That’s why he’d joined the Vlad Order, why he’d switched over to the magic rogues side without a second thought. If Vien were around he’d been shaking his head at him. 

The point is, he doesn’t care what Linh’s lover or her sister’s reasons or stories are. All he knows is that they hurt and robbed him of part of his heart and he can’t learn to forgive them for that. 

Linh had deserved to live a long life while smiling next to Vien and Aidan in that small room in Izar Palace that had felt like a coffin and yet like home. 

So he tells stories, tells the magic rogues he works with about Linh’s obvious nervous quirks, about how Aidan had once tried eating a rock, about how Vien used to dance during his night patrols. The magic rogues always ask him about himself, but he has nothing to tell them. His life is boring. All he’s ever known his entire life is a thirst for knowledge that was passed onto him by his father who had been just as thirsty for knowledge. A boring and lackluster life. Aidan, Linh and Vien had been the ones to splash color onto his black and white canvas. And now that they’re gone, he’s painting in black and white again. 

There’s nothing to him and he’s too scared to let anyone touch his life again. 

He holds everyone at a distance, throwing himself into work and dealing with everyone professionally as a researcher. The sparkle he’d felt when he’d ask Vien to try something out is gone now. 

He’s closed off his heart now. 

He’ll remain empty for the rest of his life. 

How could he possibly love someone ever again? The mere thought makes him sick.

“Tylna-” Asher looks up and sees Brinley freeze as she meets his eyes. She draws back for a moment, an ugly look of pain crossing over her face. Asher simply looks away and back at his notes. “Tylna isn’t here, let’s go.” He hears her say to whoever is with her.

Once he’s sensed that her magic signature is gone, he leans back in his seat. 

He knows that Linh and Vien would be yelling at him right now, the way they always did when he did something that put him in a bad place and he was  hardly bothered by it. Aidan would probably just roll his eyes and go back to whatever he was doing. 

But Asher is a selfish person. 

He’ll hold the dead close in his heart and keep the living far away from him. 

He’s no stranger to death. He welcomes it as a friend. He’s a Dark Arts User and all that he loves is dead. 

date idea: i come over and we bake some cookies while we dance to green day and hozier and smear the ingredients on each other’s faces, after we put the cookies in the oven to bake we cuddle up on your couch in some nice blankets and you force me to watch all the studio ghibli films (i’ve always wanted to watch them but ever since you told me you loved them i’ve just waited until we could watch them together). i watch as you tell me your favorite parts and look at the tv with the biggest smile. the oven dings and i get up to go take the cookies out of the oven and make us cups of hot chocolate, i come back and hand you a mug and sit a plate of cookies on your lap, i sit back down and put my arm around you and we cuddle as we eat our treats and finish the movies… hahahaha jk jk,,, unless,,

WIPs of some funny fellows

am i biromantic or am i just aesthetically attracted to girls? :))))

hello. i’m not dead :)

Tma brainrot is real because I watched Us the other night and I could not stop thinking about the Stranger

accents make my voice kink filled brain go brrr

fxlthyxangel:

thinking about anal again

ARE YOU KIDDING ME-

angelicabaddon:

allow me to make a suggestion:

you fuck my ass, yeah? but while you’re doing it you’re mocking me because of how wet and needy my cunt is

The thing about EXU: Calamity is that these characters are so good and this world so compelling and we want to see so much more of them and what they do but… they’re doomed. We know this ends in a TPK in the last minutes of the last episode if they all make there at all. It’s in the name and the premise. And yet……

Dammit this is Rogue One all over again isn’t it?