#girltm

[buntress]

[IDs in alt text]

❝ Boy™ // Girl™ ❞

[PT :: Boy™ // Girl™]

Boy™ :: A term for when one is so many different types of Boy (dogboy, femboy, tomboy, lesboy, transboy, etc) that it all loops back around to just being Boy™. Girl™ :: A term for when one is so many different types of Girl (catgirl, mascgirl, tomgirl, azurgirl, transgirl, etc) that it all loops back around to just being Girl™.

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For @cocajimmycola's 1k Event! Day 4 :: amasui // card suits // comedy Note :: This coined from an inside joke me and my friends have about how I describe my gender as Boy™, but I will be using this as a serious gender for myself. Alt Flags under the cut

Archive Tagging :: @radiomogai @fem-mogai @min-main-archive

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Taglist :: @genderdenied @mimiscoiningcafe @discrophy @horrgores @smilepilled

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Additional Tags :: @blood-moon-night-coining @theflaggerrrr @hweavensent @cyberneticloverboy @wilted-blades

[drivemysoul]

you’ve been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks so here’s the truth from my red lips

[scaralover34]

i dont post my art on here but the urge to draw a lineup of the undersiders as i imagined them…intense

[eliington]

Hey if I said I was wrong and I AM still just girly aligned nonbinary would y'all still love me???

[kittywaffles97]

im so sorry but apart from riza... the love interests in fma:b are... gods I can't. I cannot. I'm so sorry, I can not ship ed with winry, or the gods forbid, Al with a 12yo this is not okay omg

[winepresswrath]

a thing I like about feanor is that he's so explicitly the best boytm of the story and yet he a) fucks up so frequently and spectacularly (normal, very Greek of him) and b) taps out early and contributes relatively little to the plot except by way of the damage he's already visited on his family and society. Enjoy that for him immensely. sorry baby your legacy is that all of your sons and brothers and nephews and nieces & let us be real almost certainly your sisters have had their personalities and worldviews shaped at least a little bit by your mommy issues.

[anitalianfrie]

i was under the impression bez was in the 180s... what do you mean he's 175 cm tall...

[mxxnkirby]

so im reading The Sun Also Rises for english and im not very far in but i LOVE bret so much, she's exactly the flavour of girl i want to be. the way they describe her styling her hair in a masculine way, wearing the clothes of men she's been leading on and extorting, yet have a very pretty and almost royal/princess look to her actions and features that make her dance between the line of Girl and Girl? and the way she calls herself a "chap" whenever she's talking with jake plus the way she doesn't try to act courteous or proper around men and even openly hangs out with them at late hours drinking and talking about the war while also not putting other girls down and liking her femininity...

[dualcasterjay]

what kind of cruel fucking joke is it that girl shirts are so thin that you can see a bra underneath, and if you don't wear a bra people will think ur weird >:(

[callsignkes]

Think when I do finish this soapghostoc fic I'm just gonna drop it and dip because like I Feel In My Heart that it's going to Displease everyone.

[drivemysoul]

the person i went on a date with last week just posted a note on instagram saying swifties dni :/ ok

[treasure-goblin]

EPONA!! <3

爱马！

[honorhearted]

Benjamin didn't know what he expected -- a rebuke, a slap, a laugh, perhaps -- but somehow, he hadn't anticipated Penelope's hands to frame his face, nor her body to melt into his as she kissed him back with a ferocity that made his head spin.

This was impulsive...yes, he knew that, and yet there was also a sense of sanity, of premeditation, since he could only dream of her mouth on his, and her hand in his hand for so long before he went mad. And mad he was, because both knew in their hearts that her mother would never allow such a union -- that Penelope would be spurned for marrying below her station, and Benjamin mocked, because surely, he was only in her arms for the coin, and surely, he would never deign to love a spinster.

But he did. Painfully, irrevocably and true.

Penelope's tears crept into their kiss, and somehow endeared her to Benjamin all the more. He wished to cherish, mollify, and protect, but knew he would be permitted none of these things as he angled his mouth eagerly into hers, starved for the touch he'd long since deprived himself.

And then, it was over. With a hitching breath, Penelope broke the kiss and he shuddered, his forehead sinking into hers as he struggled to catch his breath.

"I...I'm so sorry," he slurred. "I wasn't behaving like a gentleman..."

Penelope's half-sob, half-laugh sobered him somewhat, and peering back at her through bleary eyes, a soft grin touched his mouth and their noses brushed. He wished to tell her everything -- to confess just what she meant to him -- but then her arms were wrapping around his waist, and he was helpless but to bow into her touch, his arms curling around her shoulders and his cheek nudging down into her hair.

"Gregory has probably gotten into his archery set by now," Benjamin murmured, chuckling softly. "I really should go back..."

But God, did he wish to stay.

Pressing a kiss to her crown, he lowly added, "I believe there's another ball or musicale coming up soon. Perhaps you could introduce me to your mother?"

The idea seemed impossible, pointless, and yet Benjamin had wooed far colder hearts into seeing his way -- and for once in his life, he was completely determined to get what he wanted.

A sour laugh bubbles from her chest. Is this how foolish she sounded to him? Pen shakes her head incredulously. To think that his so-called 'lowlier birth' would have any influence over her affections was preposterous. He could've been nothing but a pauper and she would've loved him. She had never cared about titles or hierarchies, not the way her mother did. All Penelope had ever wanted to love and be loved in return. There was nothing he could've done, or could ever do to change her mind. Even if he'd told her he never wished to see her again, the way Eloise had, her heart would not cease to yearn for him. It would only ever beat for him.

She feels stupid, if not downright childish. If she had just made her feelings known from the start, they wouldn't be in this mess. The worst that could've happened was a quick stab, a jolt of pain in the form of a rejection. If she had just told him it was her in that closet, or if she hadn't gone into the closet, things would've been different. But different wasn't better. Different wasn't this.

"No! No one should bear it, Ben, that is the problem!" She begins to raise her voice, but reels herself back when she remembers where they are. To have this argument, this war of hearts in the middle of the place it all began felt poetic. Cruel and ironic, but poetic.

She lets out a huff when she hears the door click. Pen squeezes her eyes shut, waiting for the deafening silence to fill the room and for the misery that followed to consume her. She listens as closely as she can over the beating of her own heart, trying to make out the sound of his footsteps fading down the hall. Surely, he would be making his way back to Gregory soon. She takes a deep breath, a feeble attempt to collect herself, but before she can even utter a word, Ben had closed the gap between them. And was kissing her.

Breathless, she unhands her sorrows, casts aside her grief and gives in to desire. Her hands reach out to touch him, to make sure that this wasn't a cruel dream her mind had concocted. Her hands, the same hands that had done nothing but tremble for the last hour, suddenly felt sturdy against his skin, as though they belonged nowhere else. As though she belonged nowhere else.

All of the walls she'd built over the years, the bricks and mortar she'd tirelessly laid around her heart crumbled like dust. A lifetime of building reversed in a single moment, and yet all she felt was warmth. His kiss was eager and Pen had never felt more desperate to touch and to be touched. She couldn't have pulled herself away if her life had depended on it. She would've happily died in that very spot if it meant dying in the arms of the man she loved so irrevocably, so ardently.

This, she thinks. This is what poets wrote about. This feeling was what thousands of novels tried to describe in flowery prose, but never got quite right. Even for Pen, for whom words were her only weapon against the cruelty of the world, felt powerless against these emotions. There were no words in any language on Earth that could describe the fire that spread through her, igniting ever fiber of her being. It was as if her tears had been kerosene and his kiss was the spark that dared to ingulf them both in an untamable blaze. She kissed him back, feverishly and frenzied, as though it may be the last time she'd ever see him--because it very well could be.

When she finally pulls away just an inch to catch her breath, she lets out a half-sob, half-laugh. With her eyes closed, she silently wills the world to stop spinning so that she could savor the moment. Before she could reach out and pull his lips back to hers, Pen surprised herself by wrapping her arms around him. It felt rather lackluster compared to the sweetness of his lips, but she needed to feel him, to anchor herself to something before she floated away.

[sunshine-and-socialanxiety]

The man, the myth, the legend

WILL SOLACE ✨

I am 1️⃣5️⃣ ‼️

The best medic to ever exist 💪

Ruler of all Apollo kids ☀️

Yeehaw I’m from Texas and so is my mama, @best-country-singer

I am an Apollo kid uhhh honestly it’s not that hard to find my siblings

Literally just follow the glowing

Special place for my Neeks : @king-of-the-ghosts

Now meet my friends:

FIRST UP WE HAVE THE BLUE BOY HIMSELF 🌊🔵 @totally-percy-jackson

GROVER!!! THE LITERAL GOAT 🥤🐐 @goat-boy-underwood

A literal genius thank you for keeping Percy from being Percy 🦉📚 @wise-girltm

This boy is on FIREEEEEE 🔥🔨 @fire-boy-official

He can literally fly why does noone talk about that ☁️🐣 @jason-the-kabob

PIPER SO SO COOL!! 👑🌸@miss-beauty-queen

HAZEL!! SHE MAKES GEMS!!! 💎✨ @gemstonequeen

Haven’t really spoken much but HI REYNA 🗡️⭐️@reyna-dontcallmerara

LITERALLY SO COOL💄🌸@silenasblogies

HI!!! How’s school??? 🗡️🛡️ @official-darkon-slayer

So so so cool!! Haven’t talked much but idc we’re friends @fucking-alone-for-an-eternity

Zoe!! She’s a hunter ⭐️🌃@i-can-see-the-stars-again

KAYLA ☀️🏹@bestdemigodarcherever

Katie!!! 🌻🌱@kit-kat-flowers

Bianca!!! ⭐️🏹@not-so-dead-sister

APHRODITE!!!!🎀🌷@yes-im-aphrodite

NICOS DAAAAAAAD 💀❌@yes-im-hades

Artemis 🗡️🏹@my-sisters-and-the-moon

Zeus 👎 @by-the-decree-of-my-crown

[gottawritesomething]

Training sessions at camp.

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I think a Gale and 'Irresponsible' Party GirlTM Tav would be such a fun duo.

Art by the endlessly talented @m3gahet

[riordanverserpdatabase]

Group Leaders:

Nico Di Angelo @king-of-the-ghosts

Hazel Levesque @gemstonequeen

Other Members

Demigods:

Reyna @reyna-dontcallmerara

Annabeth Chase @wise-girltm

Silena Beauregard @silenasblogies

Piper Mclean @miss-beauty-queen

Frank Zhang @iguanaurwayoutofhandcuffs

Zoe Nightshade @i-can-see-stars-again

Jason Grace @thalias-amazing-brother

Leo Valdez @fire-boy-official

Will Solace @i-love-neeks

Clarisse La Rue @official-drakon-slayer

Kayla Knowles @bestdemigodarcherever

Katie Gardener @kit-kat-flowers

Deities:

Artemis @my-sisters-and-the-moon

Amphitrite @the-elegant-sea-queen

Zeus @by-the-decree-of-my-bolt

Aphrodite @yes-im-aphrodite

Hades @yes-im-hades

Other Characters:

Grover Underwood @goat-boy-underwood

Naomi Solace @best-country-singer

This closed group DOES allow interactions with OCs, so feel free to message anyone you like if you are an OC account!

Please contact the group leaders to join this group officially!