nashla pLaza

' thats great and all, but can you do this? '

[plaza-nashla]

“ don’t be so nice to me , YOU MAKE ME WISH I WANTED HELP !! “ -ᛝ-

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💗ྀི | nashla plaza cardénas !

hiii. i’m nashla, and i’m 17. my birthday’s on may 17th. remember that dayyyy !

‘m a daughter of aphrodite. no, i’m not gonna make your crush like you. hi valentine.

i’m dominican. i like making jokes that i’m a carribean gyal. haha. ha. and yea i’m obviously greek. i’m (unfortunately) american too.

i think ‘m cool. i’m as nice as i can be, sometimes a little blunt, but mostly.. spunky. osea, not ‘n THAT way. my mom calls me that, i think she also means rebellious. ‘m not that rebellious but whatevsss,,,

my hobbies are drawing, singing, shopping, shop(lifting.. shhh!), and some other stuff occasionally.

i love cute things, cloverssss <3 , figurine collecting, mcbling, music, and sooo much more. heavy on the cute.

i don’t like cabin 7. some of you are cool, but most are annoying!! sorry. i don’t really like leo valdez. he’s cool, but that’s only sometimes. i’m stingy with lots of foods.

i’ve got the worst sweet tooth.. i’ve never had a cavity though ehehehehe.. ;3

nawt gonna lie i’m probably autistic halp

i might have a type for romans. that’s what people say at least. pshhh, don’t believe ‘em, i don’t like romans, put that on my laif ! (nashla is now in the underworld)

yes, i used to date the furry. wattaboutit !!

jason grace is.. okay, i guess. he’s my best friend, man! (okay nashla just say you’re crushing on him we understand) NO I FREAKING DONT!!!!!

my gender… don’t exactly know. i mean, i’m a girl, but sometimes i don’t feel like a girl, sometimes i feel like a boy, but i just say i’m a girl to just answer the question. i’m actually unlabeled.

sexuality’s the same case. ‘m not a lesbian, BUT rachel dare and reyna arellano..

i go by any pronouns! and by any, i mean, ANY. call me anything possible, unless i tell you not to, durrr..

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🪞┃ appearance !

okay, so i have curly hair. being specific, they’re irish curls. basically, i have every hair type from 1 to 3? it fits me tho, with the whole clover lover thang!

my hair is dark brown, so are my eyes! my eyes are like.. almond eyes? but they’re also round eyes.

back to the hair! doesn’t really have to do with how i look, but when i get all bashful, sometimes my hair curls up into hearts on the edges.

my skin is golden-brown, from tanning. i mean yahhh, i lived in the carribean for a bit..

i’ve got lotsss of body hair. probably from being hispanic.

i’m a bit chubby, hehehehe.. i’ve got some extra “squish”? ewwww, that’s so cringey to say… i also have hip dips i guess.

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[diemonts]

nnnnashla is that yyyyyyou? i tttthought you were dddddddddddddead! anyways I REALLY like this!!!!!! 😸 /gen

[plaza-nashla]

hey is that ME

[jasonlightninggrace]

long time no see buddy boo 💗 i mist you

(@plaza-nashla )

Hey! You doing okay?

[plaza-nashla]

meh but yea i’m fine-ish

[jasonlightninggrace]

Wanna talk about it?

[plaza-nashla]

im fine lol heh how’re you bestie

[jasonlightninggrace]

long time no see buddy boo 💗 i mist you

(@plaza-nashla )

Hey! You doing okay?

[plaza-nashla]

meh but yea i’m fine-ish

[nikenotnikey]

what if i DON’T wanna talk to you 👿

(@plaza-nashla)

girl even who are you

holy yappatron why does everyone wanna be opps 😭🙏🏼

[plaza-nashla]

heyyy buddy just joking 🥺

[ghostgirll31]

LOL 🤑🤑

[diemonts]

Gee! I wonder how Reyno knows all of this.

[ghostgirll31]

Reyno has [phone] aura and rizz 😾

[plaza-nashla]

no he doesnt

[the-forgotten-girl]

need help for contacts names…

hey! I kinda needed help with contact names, anyone have any ideas of what I could use?

@acezinspace - 👽flying_bicycle_lover🎸

@random-daughter-of-hades -💀Underworld Goddess☠️

@lunaapollocharlie - 🌙Crazy Lunatic🌙

@least-favorite-ares-kid -

@child-of-proteus -🦈Galeophobia🦈

@coral-daughter-of-amphitrite -🪸Carl🪸

@sunny-child-of-apollo -🔆Sun Ray🔆

@gay-and-can-fly -

@theaterkidofdionysus -🎵Cady Heron🎵

@odette-the-best -

@overlyprotectiveheadcounselor -

@warsdaughter -🗡️Melanthius loverrr🗡️

@daugter-of-kratos - 🩷Rosie’s “Wife”💚

@thatposidengirly - 💧Pearl Girl💧

@sunflower-azura - 🌻Sunflower🌻

@random-child-of-nyx - ✨Darkness Queen✨

(taglist: EVERYONE THAT IS MENTIONED!!)

[c00lgv1]

αστεριού's contacts (so far, comment or reblog if you want to be added)

@maggiemelodies09 - 🌙Themoonwillsingasongforme🌙

@ravensonofhypnos - 💤Sleepyboi💤 aka ✨Favoritenephew✨

@dionysus-god-of-all-things-wine - 🍷wineguy🍷

@goddess-queen-of-not-cheating - 🦚Slayqueen🦚

@god-king-of-cheating - ⚡️Zappyboi⚡️

@yes-im-nyx - 🌌Constellationqueen🌌

@yes-im-hades - 💀Seconddad💀

@originalerebus - ⭐️Firstdad⭐️

@god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes - 🔥Phoenixbrother🔥

@epochus-god-of-time - ⏳Kronosbutbetter⏳

@goddessofmagic19 - 🌑Darksideofthemoon🌑

@cloak-of-ares - 🩸SecretlyanOdyfan🩸

@change-and-flourish - 🏳️‍🌈Fluidfriend🏳️‍🌈

@melatonin-addiction - 💊WHERESTHEMELATONIN💊

@onlymythologypersonincamp - 🌅TAKEANAP🌅

@alexis-child-of-the-night - 💫Starchild💫

(Taglist: everyone mentioned)

[alexis-child-of-the-night]

Alexis’s contacts

@and-the-son-makes-three Evil gal pal, Silly gal, and Emo 🖤

@a-son-of-great-gifts Ro-Ro! 🍂

@mister-and-mx-no-where My Boses

@onlymythologypersonincamp Best big sis around :D!!

@hasfuckedagod-willfuckoneup Dad :D!!!!!!

@fates-we-cant-control Lover boy, and Memory :D

@random-child-of-nyx Cool sibling I found out about!!! :D

@the-great-emperor-commodus Guy that married my new dad! (I wanna get to know you better :D!)

[the-great-emperor-commodus]

//omg hiiii ^^

@pain-is-forever emo child

@the-son-of-the-sun happy child

@literally-tinker-bell crafty child

@roryandthethorns sassy child (pick up, might be school)

@another-argo baby boy

@forged-in-fire-and-brimstone quiet child

@god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes technically my child

@justice-bringer bff

@that-roman-arsonist do not pick up

@thenewsun-god DO NOT pick up

@hasfuckedagod-willfuckoneup meum cor ❤️

[fightingthetoxicallegations]

Theo contact list

@the-great-emperor-commodus DAD!!!

@literally-tinker-bell swordmaker sis <3

@another-argo big man (pls come back)

@roryandthethorns singer sis

@the-son-of-the-sun name twin

@reyno-solis-real wolf dude

@onlymythologypersonincamp sister(???) but friend

@keres-1 BITCH.

//I probably forgot ppl

[reyno-solis-real]

rey contact list. he’s awful and i hate him

@pain-is-forever THEUZZ 🥶 SIGMA EMO

@another-argo arguzz (dead.)

@onlymythologypersonincamp THE SHADUZZ 🤑🤑🤑

@plaza-nashla parasite #1

@b00ts-m4n4l0 JUNIE 👽

@the-great-emperor-commodus DO NOT ANSWER

@cabinseventheaterchick HOW DID SHE GET MY NUMBER

i probably forgot people i’m sorry

[plaza-nashla]

why am i a parasite what the flip

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine gasped, immediately ready to talk about ‘her man’.

“bodhi grey carter! only the sweetest son of hephaestus ever?”

she went all gooey, her eyes getting distant.

“he plays hockey and he’s like— really tall. he has like- fluffy brown hair, and the prettiest eyes.. we’re talking.”

she giggled, biting her acrylic nail as she talked about this supposed dream guy.

talking usually meant bad stuff with valentine.

[plaza-nashla]

nashla blinks.

“i think you should stop, i feel a migraine forming.” they groan before saying that, but..

yikes. when is she NOT talking to a guy.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“uuugh.. you sound like jason.”

valentine moaned, rolling her eyes.

“speaking of who, i’m finally letting you have now! isn’t that amazing?”

valentine smiled happily like this was the best news she’d ever given nashla, and she quickly headed over to dump a bunch of random things into a new cup, dragging nashla along with her.

“anyways, keep an eye out for him. there’s usually a crowd of girls with him.”

[plaza-nashla]

”jason doesn’t talk like that. at least, not to me.” she sighs, before catching on to the other thing val said.

“HEY, HEY! ‘LET ME HAVE’?? I DON’T LIKE JASON, AND- AND- HE DOESN’T LIKE ME, ALRIGHT? watch it..” they make it too obvious, huh? immediately got all defensive and embarrassed, they should just quit “hiding” it.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“mmm.. okay.”

delaney smiled over her shoulder at nashla with a small laugh, before she saw a curly head peeking over the top of the crowd.

“there he is! oh my gods, do i look alright!?” she squealed like a little fangirl, basically hiding behind nashla as she chugged her possibly poisonous concoction.

[plaza-nashla]

”you look fine, okay.” nashla mutters, still a little upset over the ‘jason’ thing.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

the second bodhi came around the corner, she turned obnoxious.

“hey bo!”

she cooed, reaching up to toss her arms around his neck to which he kind of just nodded to and gave her back a pat. damn.

he noticed nashla and his grip on valentine’s shirt tightened.

“uh.. hey val. who’s this?”

[plaza-nashla]

nashla just blinks. she doesn’t necessarily have any sort of face on.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

val paused.

“ohhh, that’s nashla! my half-sister. um.. do want to go to the bathroom, or..?”

nashla was no stranger to valentine taking boys to bathrooms. what a whore.

“..my girlfriend’s here. we’ll have to be sneaky.”

bodhi replied quietly and val smiled.

oh, damn.

[plaza-nashla]

now nashla is shocked. jaw dropped, eyes wide.. she, in fact, WAS a stranger to this, valentine just thought she knew.

the ‘ermm my girlfriends here’ was just the cherry on top.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine gasped, immediately ready to talk about ‘her man’.

“bodhi grey carter! only the sweetest son of hephaestus ever?”

she went all gooey, her eyes getting distant.

“he plays hockey and he’s like— really tall. he has like- fluffy brown hair, and the prettiest eyes.. we’re talking.”

she giggled, biting her acrylic nail as she talked about this supposed dream guy.

talking usually meant bad stuff with valentine.

[plaza-nashla]

nashla blinks.

“i think you should stop, i feel a migraine forming.” they groan before saying that, but..

yikes. when is she NOT talking to a guy.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“uuugh.. you sound like jason.”

valentine moaned, rolling her eyes.

“speaking of who, i’m finally letting you have now! isn’t that amazing?”

valentine smiled happily like this was the best news she’d ever given nashla, and she quickly headed over to dump a bunch of random things into a new cup, dragging nashla along with her.

“anyways, keep an eye out for him. there’s usually a crowd of girls with him.”

[plaza-nashla]

”jason doesn’t talk like that. at least, not to me.” she sighs, before catching on to the other thing val said.

“HEY, HEY! ‘LET ME HAVE’?? I DON’T LIKE JASON, AND- AND- HE DOESN’T LIKE ME, ALRIGHT? watch it..” they make it too obvious, huh? immediately got all defensive and embarrassed, they should just quit “hiding” it.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“mmm.. okay.”

delaney smiled over her shoulder at nashla with a small laugh, before she saw a curly head peeking over the top of the crowd.

“there he is! oh my gods, do i look alright!?” she squealed like a little fangirl, basically hiding behind nashla as she chugged her possibly poisonous concoction.

[plaza-nashla]

”you look fine, okay.” nashla mutters, still a little upset over the ‘jason’ thing.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

the second bodhi came around the corner, she turned obnoxious.

“hey bo!”

she cooed, reaching up to toss her arms around his neck to which he kind of just nodded to and gave her back a pat. damn.

he noticed nashla and his grip on valentine’s shirt tightened.

“uh.. hey val. who’s this?”

[plaza-nashla]

nashla just blinks. she doesn’t necessarily have any sort of face on.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine gasped, immediately ready to talk about ‘her man’.

“bodhi grey carter! only the sweetest son of hephaestus ever?”

she went all gooey, her eyes getting distant.

“he plays hockey and he’s like— really tall. he has like- fluffy brown hair, and the prettiest eyes.. we’re talking.”

she giggled, biting her acrylic nail as she talked about this supposed dream guy.

talking usually meant bad stuff with valentine.

[plaza-nashla]

nashla blinks.

“i think you should stop, i feel a migraine forming.” they groan before saying that, but..

yikes. when is she NOT talking to a guy.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“uuugh.. you sound like jason.”

valentine moaned, rolling her eyes.

“speaking of who, i’m finally letting you have now! isn’t that amazing?”

valentine smiled happily like this was the best news she’d ever given nashla, and she quickly headed over to dump a bunch of random things into a new cup, dragging nashla along with her.

“anyways, keep an eye out for him. there’s usually a crowd of girls with him.”

[plaza-nashla]

”jason doesn’t talk like that. at least, not to me.” she sighs, before catching on to the other thing val said.

“HEY, HEY! ‘LET ME HAVE’?? I DON’T LIKE JASON, AND- AND- HE DOESN’T LIKE ME, ALRIGHT? watch it..” they make it too obvious, huh? immediately got all defensive and embarrassed, they should just quit “hiding” it.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“mmm.. okay.”

delaney smiled over her shoulder at nashla with a small laugh, before she saw a curly head peeking over the top of the crowd.

“there he is! oh my gods, do i look alright!?” she squealed like a little fangirl, basically hiding behind nashla as she chugged her possibly poisonous concoction.

[plaza-nashla]

”you look fine, okay.” nashla mutters, still a little upset over the ‘jason’ thing.

[plaza-nashla]

“why is rey lowkey trying to seduce us” - something that the rogues, all say, quote, or at least think about, daily.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine gasped, immediately ready to talk about ‘her man’.

“bodhi grey carter! only the sweetest son of hephaestus ever?”

she went all gooey, her eyes getting distant.

“he plays hockey and he’s like— really tall. he has like- fluffy brown hair, and the prettiest eyes.. we’re talking.”

she giggled, biting her acrylic nail as she talked about this supposed dream guy.

talking usually meant bad stuff with valentine.

[plaza-nashla]

nashla blinks.

“i think you should stop, i feel a migraine forming.” they groan before saying that, but..

yikes. when is she NOT talking to a guy.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“uuugh.. you sound like jason.”

valentine moaned, rolling her eyes.

“speaking of who, i’m finally letting you have now! isn’t that amazing?”

valentine smiled happily like this was the best news she’d ever given nashla, and she quickly headed over to dump a bunch of random things into a new cup, dragging nashla along with her.

“anyways, keep an eye out for him. there’s usually a crowd of girls with him.”

[plaza-nashla]

”jason doesn’t talk like that. at least, not to me.” she sighs, before catching on to the other thing val said.

“HEY, HEY! ‘LET ME HAVE’?? I DON’T LIKE JASON, AND- AND- HE DOESN’T LIKE ME, ALRIGHT? watch it..” they make it too obvious, huh? immediately got all defensive and embarrassed, they should just quit “hiding” it.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine gasped, immediately ready to talk about ‘her man’.

“bodhi grey carter! only the sweetest son of hephaestus ever?”

she went all gooey, her eyes getting distant.

“he plays hockey and he’s like— really tall. he has like- fluffy brown hair, and the prettiest eyes.. we’re talking.”

she giggled, biting her acrylic nail as she talked about this supposed dream guy.

talking usually meant bad stuff with valentine.

[plaza-nashla]

nashla blinks.

“i think you should stop, i feel a migraine forming.” they groan before saying that, but..

yikes. when is she NOT talking to a guy.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

“ugh, you’re the worst.”

val complained affectionately, but hummed as she managed to get some of the stuff of off nashla’s shirt.

“you might need some stain remover. anyways, um, you seen bodhi nearby?”

she smiled hopefully, tucking some auburn curls behind her ear.

[plaza-nashla]

“i know i am.” she quips, still laughing.

then, she stops. bodhi? who in tartarus is bodhi?

“who’s bodhi?” they ask, super skeptical. the overprotective act is coming back again.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine seemed impressed, but her nose scrunched up.

“well damn, i thought there were invites. i had to smooch pollux’s brain out to get in here.”

she sighed, pressing the shirt against nashla’s front to sop up the nonsense mix of alcohol that had been in her cup. she rolled her eyes at her words, groaning dramatically.

“ugh, i’ve figured out that when the big house lights come on that’s when we book it. i’ve never gotten caught here before.”

she boasted with a proud smile.

[plaza-nashla]

”still, losers.” she states, with a chuckle.

“what in the project x even is this anyway? what’s your ish’. “ nashla’s still sorta laughing, they just think this is soooo funny.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

valentine immediately went shy, recognizing her sister and immediately quieting down. she let the red solo cup fall from her hand, and she glanced down at her own rather.. revealing outfit.

“hey, nashla! uh.. yeah. needed something to get my mind off of.. everything. you know?”

valentine paused and looked down at the bright red splatter on nashla’s clothes.

“oh, sh— gods! i’m so sorry, uh, let me help you..”

valentine said quickly, taking someone’s shirt off of a cough and trying to dab up the excess.

“wait.. how’d you get in?”

she paused, her head lifting to glare back at her half-sister.

[plaza-nashla]

“getting in was easy. i just had heard about the party, so i ‘snuck in’. i didn’t sneak in, there were no invites, so i just walked in.” piece of cake, as she describes it.

“i hope you know you’re all losers here. you’re gonna get caught, are you all stupid?” she remarks, a bit rude with her words.

[theyy-heartt-valentinee]

open starter, anyone can interact!

[please interact lol everything but nsfw allowed, minus gore, blood, and other tw.]

camp half-blood was bustling with activity, everyone going about their daily activities and being loud and happy as usual. except there was a swarm of bees stuck in the demeter cabin and somehow the stolls got ahold of phones, but otherwise, everything was amazing.

down at the aphrodite cabin, everyone was either lounged about in soft pajamas and carefully put-together clothes or were hurrying to get ready. others, the stronger type, were training or going for a run or something.

however, tonight there was going to be a huge party at the dionysus cabin. i’m talking booze, deafening music, and the fact that everyone attending was going to get caught one way or another.

the hermes cabin stole some booze from gods know where, the dionysus kids getting to work on making wine and setting up their cabin to indefinitely get utterly trashed, a few people had woken up early today to get a head start on getting ready despite the fact that the party was at 9, and somehow the hephaestus cabin had locked up the cleaning harpies in some contraption.

later that night.

the party was in full swing, the dionysus cabin crowded with sweaty campers and the heavy smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke. it was a miracle chiron hadn’t woken up or some snitch camper had told on them yet.

as you attempted to weave through the crowd, you bump right into a taller girl with silky auburn hair and glittery makeup. her drink dumps all over your shirt, leaving you sticky and your outfit ruined. she gasped, whipping around to see who she’d ran into.

“oh my gods! i’m so sorry, your shirt!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand as her very drunk blonde friend laughed lazily from behind her. the girl was very clearly from the aphrodite cabin, hair curled and every piece set perfectly by too much hairspray and an outfit that screamed ‘i want attention!’.

what do you do?

[plaza-nashla]

“what’re you doing here?” nashla exclaims. even though valentine’s the older one, nashla likes taking the role of the ‘overprotective sister’.