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@blue-ocean-dork

Just working a the little things! Hopeing to start posting some artwork on here soon. We'll see how things go

Responses To Being Stabbed With A Sword

Aphrodite: rude

Athena: that's fair

Artemis: not again

Apollo: are you gonna want this back or can I keep it

Zeus: oh no I'm allergic

Poseidon: it sword of seems like you've got a problem with me

Dionysus: *laughter*

Hestia: sure, it's the thought that counts, and I appreciate the sentiment, but does this gift come with a receipt

Hermes: wouldn't it have been hilarious if I just flew back like balloons do when you pop em? Can you even imagine? Gods. Just. Do it again. Pretend the first time didn't happen. Come on. Please

Hera: *grabs the sword by the blade, pulls it out, hands it back* you dropped this

Ares: that's unfortunate

Hades: it could be worse

Hephaestus: this isn't really how I pictured my day going when I woke up this morning, but who am I to complain

Demeter: you wound me. Literally. You actually just. Wounded me. That thing is really sharp. Don't even look at me like that

Hermes*about to tear up*: I saw you and Ariadne yesterday, holding hands.
Dionysus*nervous*: It's not what it looks like!
Hermes: YOU SAID YOU LOVED HER! HOW COULD YOU!
Dionysus: BECAUSE WE'RE FREAKING MARRIED!
Hermes*about to tear up*: No best-friend-fwelings?
Dionysus: No, just love love. Like I'm married to her type of love.
Hermes: Ok... So I'm still your best friend?
Dionysus: Always :)
*they hug*
Ariadne: Sometimes this is too much.
Hestia: Come on my child I'll make you some tea.

Therapy with the gods: 

Therapist: now what do we say when we feel this way?
Zeus: hoes mad
Hera: i’m here for a good time, not a long time
Poseidon: don’t be sad because sad backwards is das, and das not good
Hades: less depressy more progressy
Demeter: [takes out weed pen]
Hestia: so no one told you life was gonna be this way *clap clap clap clap clap*
Hermes: mercury retrograde, my dude
Ares: today feels like a good day to deadlift twice my bodyweight
Aphrodite: my anxiety is a doozy but this ass is hella juicy
Hephaestus: it be like that sometimes
Apollo: that’s show biz, baybee
Artemis: i’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me
Athena: called it
Dionysus: …fuck it we ball
Therapist: holy fuck, y’all need serious help

"IT'S A DEAD MAN'S PARTY, WHO COULD ASK FOR MORE? EVERYBODY'S COMIN', LEAVE YOUR BODY AT THE DOOR!!!"

id: A digital poster-like drawing of Soul King Brook (a skeleton with an afro) playing an electric guitar shaped like a shark. He is wearing a dark purple suit jacket over a bright yellow shirt, paired with red pants with white and yellow stars. Behind his head at the top red text says "soul" and in front of him at knee-height pink text says "king". Both words are in capital letters. The background is light green with yellow and white lightning drawn like its coming from the middle of the image, behind Brook. /end id.

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Zack: What's going on with you and Trini?
Kimberly: Uhm, I don't know. I mean, for a long time nothing. You know, actually, right before you picked me up? ...Trini and I had a little thing.
Zack: Oh my god, I love things. What happened?
Kimberly: Well, uhm, first she told me she liked how I looked, and uh...then we had a little....uhm, eye contact.
Zack: Eye contact? ...I hope you were using protection.
Kim: Honey! Dinner's ready!
Trini: Did you...actually cook?
Kim: Pfft no. I'm just saying what you'll say when you make my dinner.
Trini:
Kim: I love you.
Trini: *turns and walks into the kitchen muttering under her breath something about "make dinner Trini-ella".