Queerlittleshit

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Queerlittleshit

Colors you wear:
          Blue - represents stability, wisdom, trustworthiness, and is often associated with intelligence and loyalty.
          Red - signifies passion, love, and strength, and is considered a powerful color that evokes a feeling of authority.
          Yellow - represents happiness, creativity, and positivity, and is often associated with energy and curiosity.
          Green - represents growth, balance, and health, and is often associated with prosperity and eco-friendliness.
          Orange - represents enthusiasm, warmth, and playfulness, and is a mix of the passion of red and the positivity of yellow.
          Purple - represents mystery, creativity, and spirituality, and is often associated with luxury and imagination.
          Pink - represents compassion, love, and femininity, and different shades of pink can signify different things, such as softness or energy.
          Brown - represents reliability, comfort, and stability, and is often associated with the earth and natural materials.
          Gray - represents neutrality, sophistication, and intelligence, and is often used in professional settings.
          White - represents purity, innocence, and simplicity, and can evoke a feeling of cleanliness and freshness.
          Black - represents sophistication, elegance, and power, and is often associated with professionalism and formality.
          Beige - represents calmness, relaxation, and warmth, and is often used as a neutral color in fashion and home decor. Me: Black, Purple, and Gray.

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He held out his hand and studied his fingers. They were long and thin, not callused like the other Hephaestus campers’. Leo had never been the biggest or the strongest kid. He’d survived in tough neighborhoods, tough schools, tough foster homes by using his wits. He was the class clown, the court jester, because he’d learned early that if you cracked jokes and pretended you weren’t scared, you usually didn’t get beat up. Even the baddest gangster kids would tolerate you, keep you around for laughs. Plus, humor was a good way to hide the pain. And if that didn’t work, there was always Plan B. Run away. Over and over.
          
          There was a Plan C, but he’d promised himself never to use it again.
          
          He felt an urge to try it now—something he hadn’t done since the accident, since his mom’s death.

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This is why demigods die Piper turned down a shotgun for a tiny ass knife for the aesthetic

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I’m being rude,” Annabeth apologized. “Rachel, this is Piper, one of the half-bloods we rescued today. Piper, this is Rachel Elizabeth Dare, our oracle.”
            
            “The friend who lives in the cave,” Piper guessed.
            
            Rachel grinned. “That’s me.”
            
            “So you’re an oracle?” Piper asked. “You can tell the future?”
            
            “More like the future mugs me from time to time,” Rachel said. “I speak prophecies. The oracle’s spirit kind of hijacks me every once in a while and speaks important stuff that doesn’t make any sense to anybody?
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