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ahllohehn · 5 months ago

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HERMITS AND THE OLYMPIANS MASTERPOST (07/31/2024)

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Hermits and The Olympians/Emperors of Olympus is a Hermitcraft/Empires SMP based Percy Jackson AU based off my art and headcanons!

(Please do not use the tags for other PJO AUs as I use them to specifically label what's based off mine.)

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Seperated by art/doodles, headcanons/discussion, fanfics:

# 1 MUMBO PORTRAIT # 2 GRIAN, PEARL, SCAR & MUMBO ART # 3 HaTO FAN CREATION GUIDELINES # 4 GEM, CLEO, DOC PORTRAITS # 5 ETHO & BDUBS THANK YOU CARD # 6 STRESSMONSTER THANK YOU CARD # 7 CAMP EMPIRES FIRST APPEARANCE; BAD BOYS DOODLE # 8 OUTDATED CAMPERS GODLY PARENT SUMMARY # 9 CHIBI MUMBO THANK YOU CARD # 10 GRIAN CLOSE UP # 10.5 WATCHERS CAMEO??? # 11 BDUBS & SCAR; DEMETER CABIN'S HONORARY CAMPER # 12 RENDOG PORTRAIT # 13 MUMSCARIAN / RE: AU SHIPS # 14 IS THERE A CANON PLOT? Answer: I stick with what is canon to me, but I do not force others to follow so. As I am too lazy to do an actual plot. # 15 CHIBI STRESS & MUMBO # 16 BDUBS..? # 17 ETHO PORTRAIT / 1ST AU FICLET # 18 I JUST THINK THEATER KID ARES KID REN IS FUNNY # 19 JOEL AND LIZZIE; SOULMATES IN EVERY UNIVERSE # 20 ORACLE GEM...? # 21 oh snappers! (LOW QUALITY ETHO DOODLE) # 22 AT THIS POINT, DIONYSUS, ARES, AND APOLLO SHOULD FIGHT TO THE DEATH TO SEE WHO GETS CUSTODY OF REN # 23 SKIZZ & IMPULSE PORTRAITS / HEADCANONS # 24 ZEDAPH PORTRAIT

# 25 Camp Oracle’s Journal; Hermits and The Olympians # 26 GRIAN - THE DEATHLY ACTIVITIES MANAGER # 27 ISKALL & TANGO PORTRAITS # 28 KERALIS & XISUMA'S PERSONALLY MADE CAMP PIN # 29 I REALLY LIKE MAKING FUN OF REN /AFFE # 30 I ALSO REALLY LIKE INCLUDING MARTYN INTO THE MIX /AFFE

# 31 TREEBARK ARE MY BOYFAILURES # 32 RENDERED CAMP LOGOS (PNGS IN DISCORD SERVER) # 33 SHELBY & SCOTT PORTRAITS # 34 ETHUBS MY BELOVEDS :) # 35 INTRODUCING: GIGGS # 36 RE: CAMP EMPIRES AND CAMP HERMITCRAFT DOUBLES # 37 LET OLD MEN BOND LIKE OLD MEN (ETHO & TANGO) # 38 OFFICIAL HaTO DISCORD SERVER ANNOUNCEMENT # 39 MYTHICALSAUSAGE PORTRAIT # 40 XISUMA PORTRAIT # 41 HaTO FIRST COMIC SHITPOST # 42 FALSE, KERALIS, & BEEF PORTRAITS # 43 WELS & HYPNO PORTRAITS # 44 MUMSCARIAN FIRST MEETING DOODLE # 45 WHY IS WELS AN ATHENA KID? # 46 HOW IS GEM THE ORACLE # 47 HaTO SECOND COMIC SHITPOST (PRIDE MONTH) # 48 DESERT DUO ANIMATIC; INSPIRED BY BEAN'S TRAITOR SCAR FIC

# 49 MARTYN PORTRAIT / HEADCANONS # 50 IF SCAR WERE TO BE APHRODITE'S.... # 51 REN VS JARS # 52 LIZZIE PORTRAIT # 53 HaTO SCAR & GEM EMOTES # 54 HaTO CHIBIS BOUQUET DOODLE # 55 GRIAN AND HIS SON # 56 KATHERINE ELIZABETH PORTRAIT # 57 MUMSCARIAN MATCHING ICONS FOR PRIDE # 58 HOW ARE YEAR ROUNDERS GETTING EDUCATION? # 59 SHINY DUO MATCHING ICONS # 60 AROACE PEARL (PRIDE MONTH) # 61 BISEXUAL CLEO (PRIDE MONTH) # 62 CAMP CUDDLE SESSIONS # 63 TREEBARK COMEBACK # 64 When Does a Man Become a Monster?; Hermits and The Olympians

# 65 BOAT BOYS MATCHING ICONS # 66 WHAT DOIN'? CAMP HERMITCRAFT EDITION # 67 "I'M A CHILD OF DIVORCE" GESTURES TO ETHUBS # 68 MORE ETHUBS HEADCANONS CUS IM GAY AND SO ARE THEY # 69 DO NOT ANGER THE NON-ZOMBIE WOMAN, MR. ETHO # 70 NATURE WIVES # 71 I COMPLAIN ABOUT THE HEPHAESTUS CABIN'S ABILITIES # 72 TREEBARK MATCHING ICONS # 73 OLI PORTRAIT & HEADCANONS # 74 IT'S NOT ME IF THERE'S NO ETHUBS # 75 WELCOME TO HERMITCRAFT: GRIAN TEXT ADVENTURE # 76 GEM'S ORACLE CAVE TOUR

#77 THE BOYS (+ GEM) GO SHOPPING FOR SUITS #78 PEARL CHARACTER CARD #79 Camper Files; Hermits and The Olympians #80 STRESS PORTRAIT #81 CUBFAN PORTRAIT #82 FWHIP PORTRAIT

#83 PIXLRIFFS PORTRAIT #84 RANCHERS #85 WHY DO I HAVE SO MUCH TREEBARK IN MY INBOX? #86 IDK HOW SAD I'M SUPPOSED TO MAKE SCOTT #87 LONG TIME, NO NATURE WIVES? #88 AREN'T WE ALL A LITTLE SILLY FOR GRIAN SOMETIMES? #89 I HOPE YOU ALL KNOW I JUST BE SAYING ANYTHING ATP

# SECOND MASTERPOST LINK

OTHER HaTO Related Links:

HaTO Roleplay Blogs Masterpost by gem-the-oracle HaTO Archive of Our Own Series HaTO Discord Server

#Hermits and The Olympians #Emperors of Olympus #hermitcraft #hermitcraft au #hermitcraft fanart #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #Percy Jackson AU

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ask-alterwolf-curseko · 1 year ago

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oh man

I-I-I-I said I was sorry!! [He whines, and jumps over the group, then races to bolt out the office door, but it disappears once he touches the doorknob, fading into a severely cracked wall.]

AAAH! No! Nonononononononononono--!! [The infernal looking KOs and TKOs start to slowly advance towards him, as they start relentlessly and viciously saying every kind of slander to him. The "you're a heartless monster" kind of slander.

[He screams with that particular anon but it's of immense terror. The rest of the walls around him form even more cracks, and they all stretch before his very eyes.]

#ask-alterwolf-curseko #aw!ko #ask #anon #triple asks #triple anons #tales from the multiverse #therapy carpool #therapy carpool canon #post session 76 ask #post au!ko and aw!ko trial #atlas/ko in control #angst #heavy angst #event: the wonderful world of ko.exe #encounter of the kai∅ kind #((this is a disneyland attraction i don't plan on trying anytike soon but))#((consider this a small haunted mansion reference))

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kissedkass · 9 months ago

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nico di angelo, totally devoid of any sort of metaphor. (< sarcasm) estimated time - 8-10 hours (2 sessions over 2 days) - 76 layers

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okay one detail below.

#nico di angelo #kassfanart #pjo #can i be real with you this looks nothing like my other nicos so if it randomly disappears its because i couldn't take it anymore #rah.#can't figure out why he looks wrong #eat up my like 6 followers

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the-jam-to-the-unicorn · 7 months ago

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May 2 - 76/200

Word Counter May

May 1 - 3.265/200

#if I count the words I wrote during the edit session its over 200 #but without the edits I only added 76

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chu-diaries · 4 months ago

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100 days of mental healthcare: day 76/100

Another day where I failed on exercising, but everything was all so rushed that I'll forgive myself for it. Today I had to cook and I also had a long intravenous iron replacement session. On the bright side, I read several chapters of my book and made friends with two nurses during the procedure. The day was so beautiful that I walked to and from the clinic. When I got home, I checked on my scented candles, did dishes, folded my clean laundry and got ready for my evening class. I got home very tired, but happy for another good day.

Answering 8/30 self-knowledge questions about myself: What have I learned from my greatest difficulties?

My greatest difficulties didn't appear until I was 25. Of course, there were difficulties before that, but it was at 25 that I finally learned that a mental illness can hurt much more than a physical injury or a broken heart. Until then, society had taught me to deal with all my problems, but I wasn't prepared to suffer so much inside my own head. After three and a half years of struggling with this, I learned that I am very strong. It's amazing to look back and see everything I've overcome. I am definitely very powerful and greater than my fears (I'm working on trusting this statement lmao). I learned that I don’t need much to be happy and that happiness is not in achievements or titles, but in the things that keep us alive every day. I also discovered that staying alive is a daily job: you gotta find a reason to keep going every day. Remember why you want to stay here, what you want to accomplish and what you already have today. Life is lived one day at a time. It doesn't matter who you were or where you came from, but who you are now and what's in your heart. When I was younger I thought all of this was very silly, but now I truly believe it.

🥀: day 23/28

💧: 2 L

🏃🏻‍♀️: 9178 steps

💃🏻: dancing (30 min)

📝: worked on two new contracts

📖: I attended a class on the migration of workers from the northeast to the southeast (3h)

🇰🇷: 🚫

🎧: stardew valley ost

🎮: 🚫

📺: one piece ep. 456-463 (I was peacefully preparing some meatballs for lunch when I discovered who is Ace’s father… somebody send help)

📚: hp and the half-blood prince (I had forgotten how amazing Ginny is in this book… my inner teenager is screaming at her romance with Harry)

🛑: 3 days pick-free

💊: I took all my vitamins + 3/5 sessions of IV iron replacement done

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jaegeraether · 6 months ago

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Sunsets and footballers (Part 76)

Alexia Putellas x Character (32)

Masterlist (other parts here)

((**Just a lil one - 2.1k**))

ALEXIA POV

Alexia had agreed to go to the Lumos event knowing in the back of her mind that she’d have Lucy and Blau there and when they’d left for the hospital, that changed her comfortability. She didn’t like not knowing people. Didn’t like events, or crowds, or having to speak English. Luckily she had Ona, but she was always looking at Alexia when she thought she didn’t know; worrying about her. Typical Ona Batlle, ever the empath. She knew it was all from the goodness of her heart, but Alexia didn’t want to think about any of that. It would just hurt if she did.

Luckily, Leah spent time chatting to her, which meant Jordan was close by, and both Katie and Caitlin ducked into the conversation with their overly eager Kyra, however she was too shy to talk it seemed. Her wide eyes staring at Alexia while she was talking to the group was actually amusing to her.

She respected Leah a lot as the Captain of England and the way she presented herself to the world and fought for rights she was passionate about. She’d met her a few times before at events, but had never had a conversation so long with her before. The others joined in and it was just like their lunch together when they’d arrived in London several days ago. Slowly, she felt more at ease with them all, but it was always hard for Alexia to open up and be comfortable with people. It would take time.

As they waited for Blau and Lucy to return, Alexia did one more piece of content; a photoshoot that Blau had already arranged. She wasn’t going to do anymore without her.

As she posed to the camera, she was aware of a multitude of players watching her, and tried to distract herself. She thought about her shock at the sound of the wall cracking behind Mark. At how she was about to jump in… but Blau was too quick to resolve the situation. A real problem solver, that one.

*Flash*

Alexia hadn’t been shocked by what Lucy did. In fact, if it were Alexia’s partner, she would have shoved even harder, though she wouldn’t have had the remorse Lucy did.

*Flash*

And it was evident immediately. She made a note to talk to her about it later. To tell her she did nothing wrong.

*Flash*

And then she wondered on Ona and how Alexia had offered for her to stay in the apartment tonight. It was almost grudgingly, as she wanted her space, though knew it was for the best to have someone else around.

*Flash*

And then she wondered on her knee. The rehab she still needed. The pain in it. The way Ridley had picked her up and carried her to the apartment, icing and massaging her kne-

*Flash*

Alexia, stop. She told herself. You are better than this.

She thought on the Spanish National team and Barca and when she could play next. It wouldn’t be until the new year, but she relished the idea of being back on the field. There was nothing like it. And although she wasn’t ready for a full training session yet, she was still expected to lead the way and provide a good example for the girls by showing her support. She took her captaincy seriously. Player’s mindsets were one of the most important things, and not enough people understood that.

*Flash*

Alexia was the type of captain to make sure she knew how all of her teammates felt, because it affected everything. The team, how they play, their motivation. The was one of the greatest things about having Lucy at Barca. Her mindset. Everybody was in awe of it. Alexia had passion and motivation too, built from her love of the game and her dad.

*Flash*

“We’re done here. Thank you, Alexia.” The Lumos employee smile and she returned the gesture. Alexia looked around and found Chiquito laying on the table where she’d sat previously, and joined him.

Her dad.

She wish she could tell him everything that she was going through right now. She knew exactly what he’d say.

“Let’s start with a plan. Write down all of the problems and cross out the ones that we can’t do anything about.”

Alexia did just that. Just like she did when she was young. She wrote out only her main issues and crossed out the ones she couldn’t control, which left her with two vague topics.

Knee

Ridley.

She sucked in a deep breath as she read the second one. To be honest, she couldn’t even believe she wrote her name.

“Good work. See? We’re half done already.”

Another thing she loved about her dad. He never said ‘your problems’, just ‘the problems.’ And he always said ‘we’. Like they were in it together, even though they were her issues.

“Now, I want you to write down solutions.”

I need help papa, she thought to herself.

Knee – rehabilitation with Kay, and confidence building.

“Excellent. So we need to get you back to Spain to start your rehabilitation with Kay. She is the best at this.”

Her dad always wanted the best for her. Nothing less for his girl.

Ridley - …

She left it blank for a while, wondering. In this situation, her dad would tell her to think about it from another perspective, as if she were a friend and not actually in that situation. She knew exactly what she’d tell them to do.

Ridley – Say goodbye. Get closure. Move on. Return to Spain and find yourself again. Work on your happiness before anyone else’s.

She looked down at what she’d written, and a small smile appeared. She knew it’s exactly what she needed. Internal happiness comes first, always.

Chiquito outstretched a paw then and touched the sheet she was writing on. By some strange coincidence, his paw rested on top of Ridley’s name. She took it as a sign.

“I know you miss her,” she said in Spanish as she stroked that outstretched paw of his with her index finger. “But I can’t leave you at the apartment alone, and she left you with me…”

Chiquito always looked at her as if he understood everything she said. She adored that.

“So… you’re coming with me to Barcelona. To live.”

A slow blink. She knew that he was already used to travelling quite a lot, and it didn’t bother him. He loved new environments because he was curious by nature. Just like… her.

Tears sprung to her eyes suddenly and she caught herself before they could fall.

Stop. She made her decision. Move on.

“Ale?” Came a voice in Catalan. She didn’t have to turn to see it was Ona. “Everything okay?”

She covered the notes in front of her and nodded as Ona took the seat. “I’m fine.”

“We haven’t spoken about-”

“There’s nothing to speak about.”

“It’s good to talk Ale. To say out loud what happened.”

Alexia sighed. Talking out loud never helped her but she knew Ona wouldn’t drop it unless she did it.

“Fine. We were finding each other, and she left. She’s gone. That’s all. Now I’m going back to Spain to find myself and be happy without her.”

“Ale…” Ona reached out and touched her arm. Alexia’s jaw twitched. She was never in the mood to be touched when she was in an emotional state. Unfortunately, she also knew that Ona was the entire opposite to her. For example, now as she moved in front and hugged her.

Alexia drew in a few breaths and gave up being patient about a minute into the hug.

“Stop making this worse, please.” She said, as softly as she could. It was an admission.

Ona took the hint and backed up. “Feel better though?”

No. “Yes.”

She flashed that gorgeously cute smile of hers. “Good.”

They hung around until Blau and Lucy returned from the hospital, which is when her tension eased again. They finished their lunch together, albeit in the late afternoon, and she couldn't help but watch Lucy and Blau. Watch the way they moved together. The way they spoke without speaking. The little touches and words said with just a look. It’d been something she’d always craved. Something she’d only ever found with Ridley. Even then, they were only just scratching the surface of that bond they shared.

And now, it was gone.

She couldn’t keep watching them. Not while it was so fresh. She and Ona said their goodbye’s and went back to the apartment. Instead of calling for the car, she ordered an Uber instead. She wasn’t going to use anything of Ridley’s that she didn’t need to. She wouldn’t hurt herself like that.

Ona was chatty back at the apartment. She tried to entertain Alexia with conversation, but she could barely form a smile or nod. She’d never felt like that before. Was that what it was like to have a broken heart?

She didn’t know. It’d been so long since her last. This was different, though.

Ona tried to keep persuading her to go back to Spain the next day, and Alexia eventually agreed. With the satisfaction of that, the Spaniard left her alone for the rest of the night.

She tried to sleep. She really did, but nothing would work for her. She stared at the ceiling for a few hours until a sigh from Chiquito next to her interrupted her thoughts. She looked over at him and saw that he, too was awake. She wondered if it were because she was, or because he too was missing her.

What a big part of their lives she was, and she didn’t even know it.

“Come on, Chiquito. Let’s go for a walk.”

They strolled through the large penthouse, looking through the rooms. The kitchen where they’d cooked, the pool area where they’d all played together, the lounge where she fell asleep on her shoulder.

They moved upstairs and found the gym where Ridley had been teaching her to protect herself, Ridley’s office, the library where her painting sat very close to being finished, and at the end of the hall, her music studio. She hadn’t listened since that first time.

Now she entered hesitantly and sat at that desktop. Taking a deep breath, she clicked the mouse and the first thing she noticed was a new song. Had she recorded it when she’d stayed?

Chiquito hopped onto her lap and cuddled to her as if he knew she needed him. She listened to the song… and she cried. Hearing her voice. Hearing the guitar. The emotions of her fucking voice. Ridley.

She instinctively touched her neck and found her necklace there. The sun with the smile on one side, and the stars on the other. The happiness was not showing, though. She’d changed it to the stars when she’d woken up alone.

She listened to it multiple times, and then a few of her other favourites that she’d made. And for what seemed like hours, she sat there and cried over the sounds of her fingers picking strings, and her voice weaving magic.

She left everything perfectly as it had been when she left. Chiquito ran ahead of her out the door as she clicked it shut. She followed him, assuming he was telling her that he was now ready for bed, and wondering if she could sleep. As she approached the top of the stairs, she found him sitting elegantly as he usually did, his tail wrapped around his body over his paws, and directly in front of the doors to Ridley’s room. He watched her as she approached, making his statement. She leant on the railing of the stairs as she thought about it. She weighed the positives and negatives and, in the end, decided that it would be her closure.

Alexia bent down to scoop up Chiquito before opening the doors to Ridley’s room. Neat. Tidy. Perfectly open. Comfortable.

She didn’t snoop. Didn’t look too closely at things, or wonder over what she had in there. God knows it would have hurt her more to find out something new about her. No, she simply took Chiquito to the bed that smelled of Ridley and laid down.

And there, cuddled together, they fell asleep almost instantly.

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