Alison Blad

19 - son of tyche - roleplay blog for halfbloofrp

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When Trixie woke up, her game plan was to take full advantage of having a son of Eros as her Valentine. She even bought a new set of lingerie just for the occasion. However, she suddenly finds herself in some sort of palace garden with someone she barely knows at her side. “I swear to God if I died again, I’m going to murder someone.” She huffs as she looks around. “But then again, I’m pretty sure my afterlife should be filled with flames and suffering, so maybe we’re not dead.”

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Usually Ali enjoyed Valentines Day solely for fun of making ridiculous amounts of chocolate and flirting around.  This year he’d been looking forward to it for an entirely new reason - a certain new relationship with a certain son of Zeus.  Admittedly his plans for how exactly to spend the day had been a little loose.  Still, he was pretty sure they didn’t include being transported to a random garden moments after waking up, next to a girl he’d maybe seen around camp before.  Probably.

Well, he supposed this still counted as a ‘new way to celebrate valentines day’.  Ali would still much rather the old new way.

“I’m voting that we’re not dead, then again I’m also the only one around to be murdered so maybe I’m a little bias.”  He said, also taking a good look around.  The palace and garden definitely looked nicer than camp right now.  “Though, my luck’s usually way too good for me to be dead yet, so I think we’re fine.  If this isn’t the Underworld and we’re not dead, any other guesses where we are and why?”  It probably had something to do with the gods, it always had something to do with the gods, but Ali was still racking his brain for the who and why part.

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“It was my own fault, I used one of the stygian iron swords.”  Ali explained with a slight wince, both at the memory of getting hurt and the fact he’d had to hurt one of his fellow campers.  Kissing Misha was a very good distraction from both those things.

“We don’t to go to the infirmary.  I’ll be fine, promise.  Besides the infirmary’s already busy enough, and I’d much rather just skip to the naked stuff.”  Ali said.  It was nice to have Misha worried over him.  Normally it’d make his heart flutter (and it still did), but right now Ali was much more focused on the thought of going back to Misha’s cabin and how that was making him feel.  It was a decidly louder emotion.

“We don’t need to hurry at all if we just head right to yours.  It’s not like I need my hands, my mouth’s working just fine.”  Ali smirked, licking his lips to emphasis the point.

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detective-danvers:

“Well then I’m sure bike racing should be a good way to spend your time.” Aiden suggested. “Go for competitions since you love biking so much. I bet you’ll be fantastic at it.”

“Obviously I’d make a great racer.  You could come along and be my cheerleader.”  Ali joked, actually seeming to think about it a moment before shrugging.  “But it wouldn’t be that fun, I already know I’m going to win.”  He claimed.  It wasn’t that far from the truth, considering Tyche kids and competitions.  “You playing any sports outside camp?  Or is it all work with you out there?”

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jasperthedoctor:

Even if Jasper knew that Ali was right, it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, and that didn’t make Jasper feel any better. He just wanted to run back to Maine, and have his old life back. His old life was uncomplicated, and he never had to worry about hurting anyone. Life was so much easier than. Now, he had to worry about hurting people and putting them into comas. Maybe he would run away alone–no, that would be dangerous, and just cause everyone problems.

“Fine, we’ll just stay here and I’ll be miserable forever,” Jasper curled a little bit and tried to cuddle Ali a little bit. He just wanted to feel safe, but knowing that the eidolon could come back at any moment, was just super terrifying. “I just don’t feel very good…How can anyone trust me?”

“I don’t want you to be miserable forever, I just want you to be safe.”  Ali stressed.  Safe and happy and without a care in the world, even if he thought it an impossible mix.  Ali had all the luck on his side and he couldn’t even manage two out three most days.  “Is there nothing other that leaving that’ll make you feel not miserable?”  He asked, hoping the answer was yes.  Leaving camp wasn’t a fear he wanted to face, but if was the only thing that’d make Jasper happy....

“They can trust you because you’re a good person Jasper, a great person.  Everyone knows it.”  He said, sounding much more confident than he had talking about leaving.  “You do everything you can to help, one horrible monster using your body to do otherwise doesn’t change that.”

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jameskeeny:

james cursed under his breath. of all the insufferable people that were tied to his fate, ali was the destined tour guide. he would’ve rather taken blake from primary school that copied his homework every time. “how long is this going to take? i have things to do,” lie “and places to be” also another lie.

“It shouldn’t be too long, I mean, it’ll mostly just be showing you all the new ruins.”  Ali’s tone was light and joking, though for a second his smile wavered.  Camp Halfblood was the only home he had these days, the fact practically everything was destroyed right now wasn’t a fact he liked.  So he joked, trying to convince himself he didn’t really care that much.  “Still, it’s good to know.  For the clean up effort and when everything’s back in good shape.”

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Despite his own reluctance over making sounds, Ali couldn’t help a slight smirk hearing Misha groan.  He decided it was a noise he needed to memorise or, failing that, hear a lot more of.  Preferably both.  Though that was something he wasn’t about to admit out loud.

“I definitely want to touch, and I would be, but my hands are a little burnt right now.”  Ali said, a little sheepishly.  “My pain kink’s not quite that extreme.”  He joked.

“Heading to your cabin sounds like a plan.”  Ali grinned.  He wasn’t looking forward to pulling apart long enough to get to the cabin, but not nearly as much as he was looking forward to after they got there.  Even so, he pressed his lips to Misha’s again to tide him over until they got there.

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detective-danvers:

“Don’t be lazy, Ali.” Aiden scolds jokingly. “Beads are there but either way, skills are still needed somehow.”

“It’s not lazy.”  Ali argued.  “I’m just.... very selective in how I spend my time.  Got to make sure I’m making the most of my life.”

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Misha smiled so widely at Ali, just sort of breathless for as few moments. Whenever he looked into Ali’s beautiful eyes, he felt like he was lost…and Misha didn’t want to be found. He slid his hand’s down to Ali’s bum and rested them there, feeling a little bit cheeky, but willing to take the risk. He was a little high on all of these new feelings.

“I’m fine with that. I mean, it’s only prudent to make up for lost time,” Misha mumbled before kissing him again, groaning quietly from all of the excitement. When Ali pressed close to him, Misha squeezed at his bum, his kisses moving to Ali’s neck.

Ali couldn’t believe Misha was smiling that wide at him, because of him.  It certainly made him feel better about his own uncontrollable grin, though it certainly wasn’t helping it become controllable.  He definitely wasn’t about to protest when Misha’s hands moved to his bum, grin shifting into more of a teasing smirk.

He gasped softly at Misha’s squeeze.  “This is unfair, it hurts me to touch right now.”  He complained, breathlessly, although he certainly wasn’t complaining about Misha’s hands.  But Ali wanted to cart his fingers through Misha’s hair and memorise the shape of his sides now that he knew he could.  Ali quickly turned his attention to biting his lip as Misha kissed his neck, not wanting to risk any embarrassing sounds.

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jasperthedoctor:

Jasper frowned a little bit and sighed. He knew that Ali was trying to help him, but Jasper just felt a bit miserable. For now, he just decided to stay close to Ali–he didn’t want to let go, because he let go of Carter, and then Carter never came back. As long as Jasper held onto him, he wouldn’t leave–or at least that’s what made sense in his fourteen year old mind.

“Can we go somewhere at least for a few days?” Jasper suggested, while continuing to hug him. He never wanted to let go for even one second. Ali was truly his older brother, and he felt as if Ali would protect him, and Jasper was going to do everything that he could to become an amazing doctor and cure as many people as he could.

“Please? Please can we go?”

Ali had no desire to let go of Jasper either, just held on as tight as his burnt hands would allow.  Reminding himself with each breath Jasper took that the younger demigod was alive and himself.  No golden eyed ghost shining through ready to destroy someone Ali had quickly started holding as near and dear to his heart as he did Dom.  Maybe Jasper wasn’t one hundred percent okay right now, but he was alive and breathing and that was something.

Talk of leaving, even for a little while, made Ali nervous.  It was better than forever, and he didn’t want to refuse Jasper, but leaving for a few days was still dangerous.  Jasper was alive and breath, and Ali would really like for it to stay that way.

“You’d be safer here.”  Ali pointed out.  “I know it might not feel like it right now, but leaving camp’s dangerous.  Monsters don’t have to jump through hoops to attack us out there.”  It was hard just to hint at refusing Jasper, but maybe he’d change his mind.  And if not... well, maybe if he never let Jasper out his sight and they went somewhere full of luck and he asked his mum real nicely, things would be okay.  It was a big maybe.

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detective-danvers:

“Very busy I see.” Aiden replied, sarcasm in his voice. “Come on. It’ll be useful once you get your cert for it.”

“I don’t know, when will I ever need a piece of paper to prove I can do things?  Isn’t that what the beads are for?”  Ali joked.  “You could just give me a run down of the basics now or whatever, that’d be more than enough.”

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dayofgrayson:

grayson was not keenly intact with his emotions. he ignored what he could, repressed half the rest, and diverted anything possible into random fuels ranging from satire to anger. he preferred to act as what he wanted. why did the world need to know about your intense anxiety if you can just not tell him ? it was easy logic, and with it, he kept a favorable facade up in the face of others. he had multiple cataloged sections of his mind reserved for this: how to act, how to talk, how to move. he lived a deconstructed life and had for years.

but getting possessed by an eidolon was not something that came with a handy dandy manual for him to read through. without a known way to react, he . reverted back from his veneer and into an actual ( semi ! ) human person. which was just too stressful to deal with and so he locked himself away just like that.

grayson blasted music and locked his door, had camped out in his room for the last few hours ? days ? it’s begun to get blurry. he was putting all his energy into not thinking about it that when he heard the voice of the very person he was trying to not think of. alison blad was just interrupting his terror-fueled dissociation, and grayson wasn’t having it. he threw open the door to his room and stomped out.

he reckons he must look a mess. his maroon comfort hoodie was crooked, one side hiked up a bit for no discernible reason, and another jacket on top of it. his black adidas sweatpants were bunching up at his knees and the zippers on the sides were half-undone. on top of it all, his hair was severely unwashed. even if he was to try to negotiate that situation meaning nothing to him, he’d have to come up to an explanation as to why he looked like that.

but as grayson left the room and stalked across the cabin and swung open the door, all the stupid anger he had constructed fled from his body in one foul swoop. what was ❝ fuck off, loser ! ❞ very quickly transformed into what he actually said: ❝ god, how— how did you even find me ? i mean, i’m fine. totally good. ❞ the negation of this was how badly his voice was cracking from so long of not using it.

Ali tried not to wince when Grayson opened the door.  It seemed a very angry door opening, and Ali was pretty sure people only angrily opened doors when they were livid.  Angry door opening was definitely not a sign that Grayson was okay with his popping around.  On the other hand, Grayson looked… well, like shit really.  Which was properly how someone was expected to look after literally being possessed by a entity wanting to kill everyone you knew, but it definitely didn’t make Ali feel better about having avoided Grayson.

He sounded as bad as he looked, but at least he didn’t seem angry.  But then his voice was really croaky, that could make it hard to sound as mad as you wanted to.

“I haven’t seen you around camp, so I figured you’d be here.  Lucky guess.” Ali claimed, rather than admit he’d been eavesdropping on Grayson’s sister.  That probably wasn’t going to score him any brownie points.  “Are you sure you’re okay?  You don’t look it.  Is there something I can do?”  ‘You don’t look it’?  Ali mentally winced.  If he was trying for brownie points that was probably the worst thing to say.

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☕ = What drinks do the mun and muse like best? Do they prefer cold or hot drinks?

Ali prefers cold, sweet drinks like cold chocolates, milkshakes, and the like.  When it’s cold he’ll usually go with a hot chocolate and while he’ll drink coffee or tea they’re not really his gotos.

Kail drinks coffee like it’s the only thing keeping him alive, and at this point it might be.  His favourite kind of coffee is a mocha was 2 sugars, so it’s safe to safe he also has a sweet tooth.

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🎨

🎨 = Do either the mun or muse have artistic talents? What are they?

Ali is a really good singer, but otherwise he doesn’t have the patience for artistic talents.  

Kail is also a really good singer, and a really good writer.  He’s also a decent artist

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Meme REVIVAL: ‘Mun VS Muse’

😊 = What makes the mun and muse happiest?

😭 = What makes the mun and muse the saddest?

😡 = What makes the mun and muse the angriest?

👻 = What is the scariest thing to ever happen to the mun and muse?

💙 = What is one thing that can calm down the mun and muse? Is it a person, thing, or place?

💚 = What is one thing that makes the mun and muse jealous?

💛 = How would the mun and muse describe their best friends?

💜 = How would the mun and muse describe their relationship with their parents and/or siblings?

❤️ = How does the mun and muse approach romantic relationships? Is either currently in a relationship or do they have a crush?

💩 = What do the mun and muse usually do when they feel bad?

🛍 = What sort of things do the mun and muse usually shop for? What is the last thing either of them bought?

🗺 = Where would the mun and muse like to travel to most? Have they ever traveled away from their home city/state/country?

🚿 = Do the mun and muse have any bathing routines? Any habits like singing in the shower?

🎈 = How do the mun and muse react to surprises? When is the last time either was surprised and what surprised them?

🎁 = What sorts of gifts do the mun and muse like? What were the last gifts they gave and received?

📚 = What sorts of books do the mun and muse like to read? Do you they have a favorite author or book?

📕 = What was the last book the mun and muse read? What genre was it? How would they rate it? Are they currently reading anything?

🎮 = What genre of video games do the mun and muse like best? What are their favorite systems and video games?

📻 = What music genre do the mun and muse listen to the most? Any favorite bands?

🎸 = Can either the mun or muse play an instrument? Which one(s)?

🍳 = What are the mun’s and muse’s favorite foods?

🍎 = What do the mun and muse like to eat for a snack?

☕ = What drinks do the mun and muse like best? Do they prefer cold or hot drinks?

🥂 = How is either the mun’s or muse’s alcohol tolerance? What are their favorite alcoholic drinks?

💫 = How does either mun or muse handle being sick? Do they need someone to take care of them, or are they capable of taking care of themselves just fine?

🐯 = What animals would best be associated with the mun and muse?

🌙 = Are the mun and muse more morning, day, or night people? When are they the most relaxed? When do they get the most work done?

🎨 = Do either the mun or muse have artistic talents? What are they?

🎬 = What genre of movies do the mun and muse like best? What are their favorite movies? Do they prefer watching alone or with others? Do they prefer watching at home or in the theater?

🍀 = Who is an important person in both the mun’s and muse’s life?

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agodlystorm:

Misha was happily surprised when Ali kissed him back, and he continued to kiss Ali. He leaned forward and deepened the kiss, his arms resting on Ali’s waist. It wasn’t until Misha needed to breathe that he pulled back. He rested his forehead against Ali’s and smiled at him “Your lips are really soft,” Misha said softly and tried to nip at his lips. 

“I uh, wanted to do that for a long time,” Misha said honestly and pulled him in for another kiss–this one filled with much more passion, his hands wandering up and down Ali’s back.

Any hope of holding back his grin was lost when Misha pulled away.  He breathed a chuckle at Misha’s comment on his lips, still only half convinced this was actually happening.  He rested his hands over Misha’s shoulders, holding him close without quite grabbing.  Ali didn’t want his burnt hands ruining the moment.

“You should have said something earlier, now we’ve got a lot of missed makeouts to make up for.”  He grinned, tone smooth as ever even as the blush on his face darkened.  Ali happily returned the second kiss just as passionate, pressing as close to Misha as he could manage.

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detective-danvers:

“I mean it depends what you actually do at camp.” Aiden snorted. “You got a full time job here or something? Because if I can juggle work and camp..I’m sure you can.”

“I do lots of things at camp.”  Ali claimed.  “I mean, sure I don’t technically work at camp, but I have my ways of getting money.  Besides there’s other stuff to do, like training, and testing my bike, hanging out with other campers.”  And those were about the only examples he could think of.

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jameskeeny:

james shuffled back to his bed and dropped his banket, all while groaning. he hung his head low and straightened his shirt out of habit, “you’re not leaving until i say yes, aren’t you?” james thought that he could just find his way around camp, alone like he always did things. but in actual fact, he knew he wouldn’t be able to. he did his best to act like the attack didn’t bother him, that it didn’t traumatize him. but it did. and it left questions like ‘how do we know if they’re actually gone?’ or ‘what about the ones that just tried to kebab me yesterday?’ in his mind. the truth was that he wasn’t just scared of the monsters, but he was sure that just stepping outside his cabin was going to give him a panic attack

James’ obvious reluctance didn’t seem to impact Ali’s mood at all.  He was sure this was a great idea, and he was sure James would agree it was a great idea as soon as he gave it a chance.  Who didn’t like meeting new people?

Well, the obvious answer to that was people that had shown up so close to the big attack.  Most definitely the ones that had shown up during it, like James had.  Ali knew it hadn’t given the best impression of Camp Halfblood as a safe place.  Which was why he was ignoring those facts as thought it made them non existent..

“Nope.”  He grinned.  “I’m very persistent, and I can be pretty annoying.  I’d just give in now in I were you, it’ll save us a bunch of time.”