hiatus

magnus-the-falafel:

what i need:
children of apollo who are blessed or cursed with the powers of plague, who can make you fall deathly ill with a single touch and who spread disease with mere breath
children of poseidon who make the world shake with their rage, who make buildings fall with withering glazes and whose footsteps crack concrete
children of athena who’s strategies rob people of all they have, who only learn in darkness and who are the masterminds behind heists and mass murders
children of demeter who can hasten or sedate the cycle of life, slowing time into a slow drawl of meaningless days and speeding it till things are but withered husks of former glory in seconds
children of dionysus who with a single acidic touch can plunge a person into insanity, people turning into razing monsters
children of hypnos that know that nightmares know no bounds, inflicting torment within their enemies minds and that send people to sleep that won’t wake, sane at least
children of aphrodite who blur the lines of love, hate, and lust, who doesn’t know the boundaries of hatred and who makes people suffer from love