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🫧Let's jump in the water🫧
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Welcome to another HaTO blog, because oh boy, we can't make enough of em!
⋘Hermits and The Olympians AU by @ahllohehn ⋙
⋘ I'm Sky, you might know me from the Cub, Wels, Zed, and Xornoth blogs ⋙
⋘ As you might have guessed, this is a Mogswamp blog, where we're a water nymph terrorizing everyone. ⋙
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Some general disclaimer-y bits:
⋘ I am not Mogswamp, or affiliated with him. Just a fan who likes doing roleplays and being dumb. ⋙
⋘ Ummm, I might do a little bit of shipping. I haven't decided that yet. ⋙
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Tags list: ⋘ #Hermits and The Olympians ⋙ ⋘ #HaTOswamp ⋙ ⋘ #Good Tidings-Ask tag ⋙
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Ohh snap, I made another!
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This is a blog in association with the Hermits and The Olympians AU, created by our lovely @ahllohehn! Yippee!
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Sure, technically Xornoth is dead in this AU, but I need a way for him to cause chaos, so we'll be live blogging from the Underworld! /silly
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PFP may be subject to change, temporary PFP by @/tenoart!
The owner of this blog is @letthe-skyfall, the same blob that curates the Cub and Wels blogs.
This blog will probably touch upon subjects like death, so please DNI if things like that trigger you.
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Tags:
#Hermits and The Olympians
#Emperors of Olympus
#let the demon speak - general talking tag
#xorask - ask tag
#end thread - last post on a conversation marked for convenience and easier blog scrolling
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HEYO!!
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I have made yet another! It's me, I also run the Cub, Wels, and Xor blogs. I just had to make it an even number, I guess.
Anyway, this is a roleplay blog for an AU created by our lovely @ahllohehn, and I am not Zed, or associatied with him in any way. Even though I wish I was.
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Tags!!!
#Hermits and The Olympians - general AU tag
#HaTO Zed - general talking tag; no fancy one this time
#Askies - ask tag
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Aaaaand I think that's it!! Enjoy your stay!
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Hello!
This is a roleplay blog for the Hermits and The Olympians au, created by the one, the only, amazing @ahllohehn!
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The creator of this blog is not Welsknight, or associated with Welsknight in any way. The creator of this blog is also the same person who runs the Cub blog!
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This blog may contain hermitshipping
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#hermits and the olympians
#hato wels
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Alright, I finally managed to sneak my laptop in here!
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ The creator of this blog is not Cubfan, and is not in association with Cubfan in any way. This is just a silly roleplay blog! AU was created by the lovely @ahllohehn! /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Character Info:
-Son of Hecate
-Hecate cabin counseler
-Camp Hermitcraft all-rounder
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#Hermits and The Olympians/HaTO/HaTO Cub - General tags for all posts
#Who asked? - Tag used when answering asks
#General tomfoolery - Tag used for posts that aren't asks
#Convex shenanigans - Tag used for posts interacting with partner-in-crime @askscarpjo
#Off RP - Tag used for ooc posts
#end thread - last post on a conversation marked for convenience and easier blog scrolling
Special tags:
#Cub's sandwich saga - my epic quest out of camp for a subway sandwich
#Cub has a bear, How did he get a bear - I found a bear! X let me keep it!
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#hermits and the olympians#hato#hato cub#who asked?#general tomfoolery#convex shenanigans#cub's sandwich saga#off rp#cub has a bear how did he get a bear#end thread
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Ayla Rp Blog!
This is a legends of Avantris Edge of Midnight/Goons at noon roplay blog.
Please keep in mind that although Goons at noon is often nsfw that Ayla the character, I play is only a kid!
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*William walks by Virgil with a tray full of coffee mugs. He sets one just outside of the bounds of the hallow and gives him a nod.*
“I ‘ave somethink for you later.”
*He walks off.*
{ @billythewitchesbane but as like a one off thing bc I forgot to add this until just now}
*Virgil squints suspiciously, but says nothing. He dips his beak in the coffee. It tastes like shit*
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Icarus - It / He - Courier Rogue/Warlock
unattended letters - asks!
🪶. / end thread - completed threads
Charlie Briton - She/Her - (Fighter)
↳ Charles B. : He/ Him : Witch-Hunter of Pholsense
#Devils Mark : Asks
#🗡️ + end thread : Completed Thread
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(This is a Legends of Avantris; EOM oc ask blog!)
Hello, To you all: Living folk and other spirits
This a (Legends of Avantris: EOM) OC rp blog ran by anon
anything that has // is ooc (out of character!) "Let your moon be my light, and I shall let my sword be your shining symbol." - The Humble words of Selune
ooc // She required a blog so i didn't have to make anonymous asks so often for her , Please ask anything and i will try my very best to respond swiftly, sharply and in the upmost in character too!! ooc// also if you have any questions me the blog owner feel free to pop me a message even if its abt smth small such as a character interaction idea!
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*Jerichos voice is clear for the first time as he looks at Marius*
i love you too
*As the knight runs away, he hears the screeches and pathetic crowing noises of his fiances demonic form*
[ @fallen-shamans-spirit ]{ @billythewitchesbane }
*After a walk spent talking on the sending stone, Yorgrim comes into view at the edge of the hallow, bags in one hand, Will in the other.*
*He perks up at the sound of footsteps, his tail instantly wagging when his eyes land on familiar faces.*
“Hallo, loves! Welcome home.”
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Oh ho ho~
Looks like the little demigods are having some trouble~
#emperors of olympus#hermits and the olympians#hato xornoth#let the demon speak#this is referring to cub being cub btw#end thread
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Welcome to the weird network of people who've fucked each other, you are three steps away from having fucked most of Cyril
ill leave that to billy.......
#goon at noon asks#lets se how this PANs out!!!!!#edge of midnight#farren of the hartsblight#legends of avantris#ask farryn#end thread
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Taliesin was clearly rather worn out and Roland was pleased. He always liked his partners to leave him satisfied whether they were slave, staff, or another master. He smiled at the agreement and stroked his fingers through the slave's hair. "I would certainly hope so." The vampire glanced at the clock and nodded when Taliesin suggested he go down to the Undercroft. "Gather your clothes and take a shower first. Then I'll have a guard escort you back down. This won't be the last time though, petit prince. I'll see you again." He very much intended to rent him again since they'd both enjoyed themselves.
After Taliesin left, Roland had one of the household staff strip the bed and replace the sheets then took a shower himself, slipping on one of his robes afterwards. There seemed little point in getting fully dressed again since he didn't intend to leave his suite for the evening. It was good to know there was a fun new slave to entertain him. Roland always had appreciated novelty and Taliesin was novel, at least for the moment, and had a wickedly talented mouth besides. Roland would certainly be making good use of that in the future.
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Tiredness hit Taliesin like a truck. It probably didn't help that he was eating so little and two orgasms had taken it out of him. He nestled into Roland's side, then slipped even further down, his head resting in Roland's lap. "Oui, c'est possible," he giggled, wrinkling his nose. Roland was fun to be around, made him feel comfortable, safe. Perhaps it was that his attitude and mannerisms reminded him so much of boarding school.
He yawned, covering his mouth with his arm as he did so. He wasn't used to being the person with inferior stamina, but he was only human in a castle full of vampires and such, who were infinitely more robust. "I can go back downstairs, if you want to be alone."
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Someone has a crush on X, look at this note *gives a copy of the note, yes they made copies 😁*
Wow. I didn't even know my brother could be likable.
#hato wels#hermits and the olympians#ooc: ah good old sibling dynamics#ooc: ask tag. ASK TAAAGGGGG#end thread
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I got hold of a copy of @askhermesgrian's hold music.
I think I'll play it in the Hermes cabin to see how he likes it.
(I guess the rest of the Hermes campers will have to listen to it, but that just makes it more amusing)
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"What are you talking about?" Roland couldn't remember when he'd ever asked Aneirin to compromise his boundaries but this argument had gotten out of hand long ago. They brought up ancient history and it seemed more like they were just trying to hurt each other now than work anything out. "But you did choose your obligations over me! You went off to battle even when I begged you to stay!" Did Aneirin still not understand what that had done to him, what that had felt like? Still, he hated the wet sheen on Aneirin's eyes and wanted to help drive it away not bring it out more. That was clearly a lost cause, at least for the moment.
"How could you think that? That's not what I want!" But it was a fair question. What did he want from Aneirin? What was it even fair to want now that he knew Aneirin's love for him was still there? Not that his attempts at what he saw as kindness or fairness had gone over well, they'd really just blown up in his face and caused more problems. Still, he was shaking his head as the accusations kept coming even as he felt more desperate by the second given how this had all careened so hopelessly out of control. "No, you misunderstand me. Of course I respect you, how could I not? I'm not trying to bend you to anything I was trying to be kind!" What was the point in saying that now? He hated how desperate his tone was, hated that he knew Aneirin was about to leave him again. "Rin'..." Roland walked to the door, should've stormed after him but he let it close instead, feeling pained and bereft as he watched it happen. He refused to say goodbye, not again. He would have to figure out some way to fix this even though it seemed impossible now. Cursing, he slammed his fist against the door and swallowed hard, leaning there and wondering how it had all gone so wrong when it had started so well. It was a disaster, really, and it was his fault. Somehow, some way, he'd make it better. He had to.
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"Boundaries? You speak to me of boundaries when you would have me cross every last one of mine? To grovel on my knees in apology because I uphold my obligations? If you believe for a moment I chose something above you then it's because you made my choice for me. It was you that decided there could be room in my heart for one thing and one thing alone." Aneirin's eyes were shiny and wet again. Perhaps it was all too explosive, but Aneirin's emotions had done nothing for centuries but stockpile barrels of gunpowder and wait for someone to come through with a lit match. Roland had struck up, whether he'd intended to or not. Aneirin fumbled with his belt in his haste, fingers clumsy and struggling on the buckle.
"All this from the man jealous of the very concept of Wales. You demand I throw away all obligation, even my remotest of my affections you are petty and jealous of, and then cannot give me even the crumbs at the table in return. What is you want from me Roland? An obedient little slut for when your love leaves your bed cold? Get a fucking slave like everyone else." Finally, he managed to beat his belt into submission, followed swiftly by his shoes as he firmly tied the laces.
He brushed the hair that had tumbled out of its neat style off his forehead. His expression was sharp, pointed, despite the sadness in his eyes. "It's you that insists on hierarchy, and a hierarchy that would see me beneath even the basest level of respect from you. Even know, you see fit to tell me how I ought to feel, like my love is some finite spoil of conquest." Aneirin reached for the door. He paused a moment. "You don't understand me. And what's more you don't want to understand me, you just want to bend me to your ever changing will." Then he was moving into the corridor, heading back towards his suite. "Goodnight, Roland." He closed the door behind him.
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