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“are you a boy or a girl?” im a god

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–You’re making this STORY sound like

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 TRAGEDY 

Indie.Sagittarius Aiolos

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STEPHEN  KING’S  ‘THE  BODY’  SENTENCE  STARTERS. ↪  all  taken  from  the  1983  novella. feel  free  to  edit  them  as  you  see  fit,  &  enjoy !

“the most important things are the hardest things to say.”

“it happened a long time ago… although sometimes it doesn’t seem that long to me.”

“you four-eyed pile of shit!”

“drop dead in a shed, fred.”

“you guys want to go see a dead body?”

“my balls crawled up so high i thought they was trying to get back home.”

“there used to be a bridge, but there was a flood. a long time ago. now there’s just the train-tracks.”

“did you ever hear of such a fucked-up family?”

“he’s a real asshole, ain’t he?”

“man, you shoulda seen your face. oh man, that was priceless. that was really fine. my fucking-a.“

“you know that she thinks wearing glasses would spoil her pretty face.”

“besides, it’s spooky sleeping out at night in the woods.”

“a train-dodge, dig it? what’s trucks after a fuckin’ train-dodge?”

“'i’m gonna kill [him/her/them]. at least give [him/her/them] a fat lip.”

“Go anywhere you want, but don’t go here.”

“he won’t live to be twice the age he is now.”

“i dream about that every now and then.”

“don’t call me any of your mother’s pet names.”

“i don’t shut up, i grow up. and when i look at you i throw up.”

“are you some kinda smartass?”

“okay, that’s it. that’s it, that’s the end, i’m gonna kill you.”

“let’s get away from this asshole before i puke.”

“talk is cheap.”

“hey, if i spoiled your good time, i’m sorry.”

“jesus christ. what a fuckin’ bedtime story.”

“most town names are stupid. you just don’t think so because you’re used to ‘em.“

“when you don’t know what happens next, that’s the end.”

“no, man. don’t say that. don’t even think that.“

“what’s asshole about wanting to be with your friends?”

“i know about you and your folks. they don’t give a shit about you.“

“but kids lose everything unless somebody looks out for them.”

"if your folks are too fucked up to do it then maybe i ought to.”

“but kids lose everything unless somebody looks out for them and if your folks are too fucked up to do it then maybe i ought to.”

“'cause you’ll just be another wise-guy with shit for brains.”

“i know what people think of my family in this town. i know what they think of me and what they expect.”

“all they give a fuck about is whether you behaved yourself in grammar school and what the town thinks of your family.“

“but maybe I’ll try to work myself up. i don’t know if i could do it, but i might try.“

“i want to go someplace where nobody knows me and i don’t have any black marks against me before i start.“

“people drag you down.”

“i say i wanna go look for it, then i’m gonna go look for it! i wanna see it! i wanna see the ghost! i wanna see it.”

“it’s hard to make strangers care about the good things in your life.“

“i was thinking of something else, that’s all.”

“what am i doin’ here, anyway?”

“well what the fuck do you know about this?”

“i’ll give you one chance to just blow away. i don’t give a fuck where. Just make like a tree and leave.”

“kid, whatever your name is, get ready to reach down your fuckin’ throat the next time you need to pick your nose.”

“suck my fat one, you cheap dime-store hood.”

“i’m gonna break both [his/her/their] fuckin’ arms.”

“you’ll go to jayyy-ail.”

“where do you want it, [name]? arm or leg? i can’t pick. you pick for me.”

“but i know how you’re going to come out of this, motherfuck.”

“you dig me?”

“oh, why don’t you go home and fuck your mother some more?”

“stick with me, man.”

“i’m not going to forget it, if that’s what you’re thinking. this is big time, baby.”

“be seeing you.”

“maybe he knew this was gonna happen. what a fuckin’ creepshow, i’m sincere.”

“you lousy rubber chicken.”

“if people ask where we were, we’ll say we went campin’ up on [place name] and got lost.”

“well, seeya in school on wednesday. i think i’m gonna sleep until then.”

“i’m gonna toot home and see if mom’s got me on the ten most wanted list.”

“you bet they’ll tell. but not today or tomorrow, if that’s what you’re worried about. it’ll be a long time before they tell, i think. years, maybe.”

“i didn’t think of it just like that. you see through people, [name].”

“i’m never gonna get out of this town.”

“don’t let me see you around, dipshit.”

“do you think they will respect you? they will laugh and call you stupid-fool.”

“i didn’t know them. really.”

“i’m sorry i couldn’t stay with you, [name], but i had pies in the oven.”

“friends come in and out of your life like busboys in a restaurant, did you ever notice that?”

“if you go out alone you’re a hero. take somebody else with you and you’re dogpiss.”

“fuck gerunds.”

“if he had drowned, that part of me would have drowned with him, i think.”

“i drove out of town, parked, and cried for [him/her/them]. cried for damn near half an hour, i guess.”

“a lot of the critics think what i write is shit.”

“my story sounds so much like a fairytale that it’s fucking absurd.”

“i wonder if there is really any point in what i’m doing.”

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This time a breathy chuckle escaped the lord, lips upturning to the faintest smile as he listened to his brother quip about his useless servants and the like- must be tough being the Lord of the Dead with good-for-nothing subordinates, he certainly has sympathy for his elder brother in that aspect. 

He was silent then as Hades began to speak again, blue hues finally pulling away from the sight of his domain to cast themselves upon his brother, onyx meeting cerulean as the other’s lips moved, his words causing a stir in the Sea God’s being, thus causing the Sea God to cast his gaze away once more, his lips downturned in slight frown as Hades spoke of these bonds and the like...something he knew deep down they shared a powerful bond of brothers despite showing nothing but distrust and distaste towards one another on the outside...

Tch...the downfall of what it is to be family. 

You still love them no matter what...

Poseidon took a small moment to respond to his brother, opting to look down at the sea rotting rocks that stand ever vigilant against the torrents of the blue waters for eons...

“ ...I suppose you can say I’ve been feeling rather...uneasy. “

He finally speaks, a sigh leaving his lips as he finally turns his gaze back to his brother, who has now seemed to be taken with the small and fragile seashell within his claws-

“ Either somethings is missing...or something will happen. I cannot say for certain...”

*Chin stays comfortably rested upon the back of his knuckles as ink spheres merge with the deep blue peaks of the sea. The scent of salt stirring in the air as the crests kiss into one another. Tail sways in amusement as he’s plagued with his own troubling thoughts. Before he is able to answer his dear little brothers statement he is silenced patiently listening and when the question pulls him back into another tar pit of riddling questions he too finds distraction the best route. The cockles of his heart would have felt like they were being torn from the inside out as if worms were unearthing from his heart and inching along his veins. Long black lashes his midnight spheres before finally his cue to speak is allowed. Now an amusing smirk danced upon his lips as he turns head gracefully to the troubled younger brother.*

Hmm. Indeed but they are good for nothings who need some punishment. They are always slacking off and therefore must learn or burn I suppose.

*He turns attention back towards the sea. Snake like smile slips away melting into the cold side of the moon as Zeus flickers back to mind. How he could detest the youngests actions and yet still not hate he himself. It disgusted him that the stories praised him as a hero. A lightning God whose history seemed to be wiped away. Slate clean. He harbored such hatred for his kins actions but to fester in a matter that would never be resolved is only allowing the effort to despise him control all thought. He rises standing erect before black feet sink into soft white sand. He plucks a plush pink shell rotting away in the sand and turns it in talons curiously observing the tiger like stripes littering it.*

Poseidon. I am still thy brother and as much as we dislike one another our love will always be what reminds us to never lose sight of the bond we share. Like it or not I am the eldest and therefore worry. What troubles thee?

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Whenever he felt the familiar , if unwanted, tendrils of loneliness sudden worm their way into his immortal heart--the Lord of the Waves would always find himself coming to the shore, to his domain, where he could watch the waves of his home shift back and forth, kissing the sandy Earth like a longing lover before returning to the great blue yonder...

He stood there, feet bare and touching the wet and dark sands and the waters caressed and kissed and knelt at the lord’s feet while his blue locks swayed softly in the cool ocean breeze....ah, such a wonderful sensation...he felt so at home here.

So at peace.

Or so he thought when he heard the crumbling of rocks not too far from where he had been standing and the all too familiar aura of a mere mortal filled his senses...how tragic. 

“ Show yourself...”

He called out, his deep voice reminiscent to those of the very waves at his back, cerulean hues staring right at where he sensed the mortal, deep and piercing and the sea seemed to become somewhat restless now, as if taking notice that it’s master was wary now. 

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*   She walks along the sandy white beaches enjoying the small beads of grain dig into the pads of her bare feet. The sensation was nostalgic when she was but a child and walked along shores with far too big of straw sunhats with beautiful blue ribbons tied to it and of course chocolate locks dancing in from the breath of the sea sighing after a day of laboring under the sun.

She had a small tote bag filled with small collections. Shells, pearls, even rocks that seem to hit the light favorably in her eyes. She can put them in her garden. She comes upon the large formation of rocks pitted against one another in a triangular point. There, she assumes is a little grove riddled with small tidal pools of creatures left behind by the purge of white cresting waves upon the night. As she assumed when she rounds the corner there they are, enjoying their minuscule word with blissful ignorance that their paradise is only a feet feet away.

She watches before standing hearing someone else’s voice besides the orchestra of the ocean. She takes advantage of the small window between two clashing rocks and peers through the peephole gazing at sapphire shimmering locks that seemed so out of place against the dark tides of the ocean. Eyes widen at the sight. His appearance was ethereal, out of place even here and yet still there he stood eyes lonely gazing into the depths of the horizon. She moves to get a look at such a longing face before a few loose boulders come bouncing down interrupting the silence.

She freezes watching where they now lay in the sand beside her. She watches him hoping that he hadn’t caught her staring.   *

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::         he breathes salt, the sea reigns a steady stream in his vein,

                                                             eyes the color of beryl reflecting of   oceanic rapture.

                            he opens his mouth to speak and he swallows swordfish.

he owns the ichor of water,

                                                         he breathes life into aquarian depths. ::

                       Indie : Poseidon / Julian Solo from Saint Seiya 

                                              Loved by : Koko

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Headcanon time! 

Subject :: Poseidon’s Fighting Prowess ::

(( guess who’s been watching too many action / fighting videos lmaooo ))

:: Anyways, I’ve been thinking about this for awhile ( also while playing Saint Seiya : Soldiers’ Soul , Poseidon is my best character lmaooo no surprise there ) but I kinda wanted to go into more depth about Poseidon’s fighting prowess! 

First of all, he’s definitely a somewhat balanced character, able to utilize both speed and strength in his attack while not relying too heavily on his cosmos, using it only in burst or when needed to overwhelm his foes or to defend-- but certainly knows how to pack and punch with both his own fist and his trident. 

[ More under the cut! Because this might get long! ] 

:: As I have mentioned before, Poseidon is a somewhat balance character, and I say somewhat because from what I have seen in both the game and anime, Poseidon seems to lean more towards strength when fighting, especially when using his trident and cosmos combined, seeking to overwhelm his foe and make them submit, choosing strength over speed more often than not. 

But that does mean he’s slow, using both his cosmos and his own speed, he can make quick get aways and strike when the opportunity presents itself, he’s not god of war like Athena and Ares but he knows an opportunity when he sees it. 

He is a real war machine when utilizing both his cosmos and power when wielding his trident. As a pole arm weapon, it is easy to wield and control, for it can be used as both offense and defense, creating a balance while fighting. 

The best examples I can show you that display how Poseidon would wield his trident are--

Here & Here ( same video but different parts. ) 

:: Swift and powerful and definitely formidable . If fully and truly awakened, Poseidon could probably hold his own against the Saints, even the Gold ones ( but of course, he has to be pushed down for the sake of letting the heroes shine through )

Let’s not forget that he is able to use the powers of nature, seeing how he is able to command the seas and the natural storms of the world, including thunder and lightning, hurricanes, earthquakes, tornados, you name it. 

Poseidon doesn’t fuck around my dudes. 

Look , all I’m trying to say here is that Poseidon has the potential to be a truly powerful foe ( I mean come on, he’s the god of the sea and considered one of the most powerful in the Olympic synedrion ) and it just boils my parsnips that he’s ALWAYS downgraded to just a simple foe for the heroes to beat---but you know what--

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Poseidon ou Hades? 8D (tough one?)

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Hi pretties ♥ Both of you asked the same thing!Thanks for asking! My answer is Poseidon!

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Julian Solo & Sorrento ♥

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☬Immortal or Omnipotent Muses☬

Meme for muses that are so old and so removed from mortal issues, that certain subjects baffle them about humans and other mortal beings…WARNING: Can be offensive if you’re too sensitive.

ℜ   A library, lyric, book, scroll, encryption, spell, or any collective written word that they gave to mortals or took away from mortals that were not worthy/worthy. ☠   A time they aided in the death of someone mortals deemed important or powerful. ☂  A weather, mass extinction, or natural disaster that they caused, stopped, or feel embarrassed or remorseful that they were involved in. ¿¡  A time mortals misunderstood and miscommunicated their message or symbolism; creating mass ignorance. ₡  How they feel about market, exchange, money, business in general. ❂  A place of worship they stay far, far away from, but mortals deem sacred. ℞   A medicine or cure that they know of, but mortals haven’t figured out; or one that was around, but they took away. ♫    A mortal musician or performer that they approve of, any point in history- present. ☟   An authority figure/position of human society that they scoff at. ⌨   Technology that they find useful, even if they don’t need it. ☿   A fetish, sexuality, or gender issue that they find confusing/ridiculous. ♨    A food or drink that they have to give mortals props for. ❈    A Fashion/Wealth ideal that they wish would be more accepted, or something that they find beautiful that mortals do not. ツ   Something mortals do that they find absolutely hilarious, but mortals take very seriously.

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Greek Deities + Instagram: Poseidon

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myth moodboards → poseidon

the seas were his to rule, and his alone.

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::         he breathes salt, the sea reigns a steady stream in his vein,

                                                             eyes the color of beryl reflecting of   oceanic rapture.

                            he opens his mouth to speak and he swallows swordfish.

he owns the ichor of water,

                                                         he breathes life into aquarian depths. ::

                       Indie : Poseidon / Julian Solo from Saint Seiya 

                                              Loved by : Koko

art credit : ( X )