#( thread ‣ artemis. )

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @angelsdvsts plot inspo

artemis was leaning in the doorway, doing very little to help with close other than talking their ear off. she would swear up and down it was to do right by her best friend, but admittedly she liked talking to them. got a kick out of it, even, imagining their attention was solely on her. "belle loves those movies. maybe you could see the new one together, or something. i'm sure she'd be overjoyed, y'know, if you asked."

[exmcrtis]

location: the post office

closed starter for: @backmaskcd (link)

artemis was nervous. arguably too nervous for one person to be. they hadn't really seen link much as of late, going back to their normal habits of avoiding him when things in life got a little complicated. but this time they were avoiding him because they were trying to figure out what to say. how were they supposed to tell him that they'd had feelings for him for years, and that now they were in a open relationship and maybe something could be done about those feelings? it sounded easier than it actually was.

with a sigh, artemis pulled the door to the post office open, avoiding a few wandering gazes as she spotted link across the room. she took her time getting to him, softly clearing her throat as she plopped down into a nearby chair. now she just felt a little rude.

"so i was thinking," she began, hoping to get his attention without making a big deal out of it. "that you could leave work early and i could find a way to entertain you. i haven't seen you since before the giant tentacle flew out of the lake, and i feel like that should be illegal."

[pyrokineticwarrior]

@titanofthemoon Rekindling Devlin and Artemis

"i'm going back for them. you stay here."

[dhampiravidi]

girl talk

Oraia had just put some new findings in her cave. She didn't go in there often, except to say hello to the small creatures who lived there & to put what interesting things she salvaged from shipwrecks somewhere safe (since the waves tended to wash things away from the beach). She'd hardly started towards the sand when she sensed something. It was a presence, stronger than the nymphs. Most importantly, it was different. Curious, she hurried out into the sunlight. She saw a young woman, one who stood on two legs & hadn't come from a boat!

Excited, Oraia sprinted over. "Hello!" she cried, beaming. @etdraconis

[specialagentartemis]

doing my research data entry, listening to Stars's album No One Is Lost which was (and especially the titular, final song, was) my big Widowtracer music back when I was into Overwatch. And that is reminding me of how much what I liked about the Overwatch characters and lore was stuff that I made up - not even, necessarily, stuff the fandom made up (which was most of it - Overwatch lore was not good) but my own idiosynctratic preferences for ship dynamics.

At least I was into Reaper76 in the same way a lot of other people were, and Reaper/76/Ana the way a few of my other friends were. McHanzo and McGenji were hit-or-miss, McCree (back when he was McCree) & Pharah's sibling relationship prevalent but rarely a focus. But I never really found a lot that satisfied me about Widowmaker/Tracer, because I had such a specific view of what I wanted from them. One I made up because there really was not much there at all.

What I liked about the idea of them was Tracer moving fast staying bright in an attempt to outrun fear and fatalism and collapse by being aggressively optimistic; contrasted against Widowmaker who had accepted it all dully. Tracer desperate to prove that there was something left of Amelie in there, that she could be brought back. That she could be saved. That no one is lost. Proof that things could be okay in the wake of a shakeup in her world order that cast her adrift. That her world could make sense again.

Thinking about it, I'm continuously compelled by characters who are projecting their issues all over each other; especially in the manner of, I feel lost, hopeless, hurt, terrible, irredeemable. I don't believe I have a future, or can ever change, or have a place anymore, or atone for what I did, or can come back from this, or can be loved, or can be saved. But you're in a way worse mess than me, so I'm making it my project to save you, because if I can prove you can... that you can be better, that you can have a future, that you can belong, that you can atone, that you can be loved, that you can be saved... then maybe I can, too. I have to believe that, and that's why I believe in you when you've been written off and have written yourself off. And I'm going to keep reaching out.

And then I discovered Metal Gear Solid and it had a lot of the character dynamics I liked in my made-up headcanon Overwatch actually present in the text. I didn't have to make it up, it was actually there and intentionally and competently written. I was still kind of reading this dynamic into Snake and Meryl (still convinced they were projecting their issues about being loved and being abandoned all over each other in MGS1 and mistaking that for attraction) but a lot of what I liked about Reaper76 and McGenji and McHanzo and stuff was just... there.

And then I got into Wolf 359 where this redemption-by-proxy projection is just straight up textually what's happening between Eiffel and Hilbert. So: getting into fandoms for better written things with what I actually wanted in them is part of the solution here.

But also it was my Widowtracer experience that made me go, I am basically just making up my own character goals and interactions here. Why am I bothering to make it fanwork when it's basically an original story.

I never did put that anywhere. But women desperate to save each other, women desperate to prove they can be saved by saving each other, and women who have the nagging fear that they were wrong doing the evil version of this and trying to seek vindication and absolution through each other do crop up again and again in my imagination. Maybe I should pin that down sometime and give my headcanon Widowtracer the story they deserve.

[fragmcntedsouls]

billie dawson ✦ artemis mikaelson (@strawberryxmagic )

The thunk of the car reversing into a pillar in the driveway was most likely heard by everybody inside the compound and Billie hopped out of the vehicle, hurrying towards the break lights to assess the damage. "Oh -- oh no." The rear bumper was now hanging off and the taillight smashed as she hissed a sharp breath of air in through her teeth. "That -- post hasn't always been there, right?" she called out as the compound gate swung open, grateful that it was Artemis who had emerged and not one of the elder Mikaelsons.

[backmaskcd]

closed starter for @exmcrtis (artemis) location: the library

The commune was always busy, and Link was dying to get out - which is part of why he'd gotten ahold of Artemis to ask her to meet him at the library so they could hang out. He hadn't seen her in a bit, and if he was being honest, he was a little worried. Their last conversation wasn't exactly cheerful, but he let out a soft sigh of relief she he found her looking sad, but not any worse for the wear physically.

"Hey, little red," he teased softly, standing next to her in the aisle, looking at the bookshelf. "I saw you skating at the lake the other day. I swear if I didn't know any better I'd think you dyed your hair to make it look that good."

[gemshroud]

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

The glare Entreri shot Drizzt was sharper even than his dagger.

Entreri was quite stubbornly resistant to help on a good day, but accepting it from Drizzt Do'Urden was heaping salt onto the wound. This was exactly the last person Entreri wanted to be here right now. To see him like this.

He had a hand pressed firmly to the bleeding wound in his side, agonizingly not deep enough to actually end him in the preferred way, but open to possible infection to bring him death slowly and more pathetically if left untreated. It was not the glory he might have hoped for, but did he ever truly expect he would get to die well? Of course it would be wretched. That was just the sort of life he led.

Was it more or less pathetic to instead live with the help of his most hated rival?

"Just kill me," he spat.

Drizzt Do'Urden had already seen too far under Artemis Entreri's skin, thank you very much.

[fowlblue]

Today’s random AU idea: AF but also Animorphs.

[runelocked]

EVEN  BETTER  THAN  EXPECTED;  WILLIAM’S  EYES  LIGHT  UP,  THOUGH  HE’S  CAREFUL  TO  KEEP  HIS  REACTION  SUBTLE.  Better  for  two  reasons,  really:  one,  having  Artemis  at  his  gives  him  ample  excuse  if  and  when  he  needs  an  alibi  –  and,  well,  Artemis  won’t  even  know  she’s  covering  for  him,  so  he  doesn’t  feel  too  bad  at  using  her  as  such.  The  second  reason . . .  He’s  not  modest  enough  to  suppress  a  smirk.  Waking  up  next  to  her  the  next  morning  is  a  welcome  thought  indeed,  and  he’s  a  simple  man.  Who  is  he  to  pass  up  an  opportunity  for  fooling  around  before  work?

“Well  then,  you  poor  thing.”  ( Sarcasm  locked  and  loaded. )  “ It’s  a  good  thing  I  live  so  close  by, ”  he  tells  her,  voice  a  low  drawl  in  the  dark  office.  Absently,  he  adjusts  his  collar,  loosens  the  top  button,  then  another.  They  made  these  things  too  damn  tight.  “ I  often  thought  I’d  make  a  brilliant  knight  in  shining  armor  for  you.  Carrying  the  defenceless  maiden  to  a  place  of  safety  -  which  this  office  is  not.  Henry  opens  tomorrow,  and  the  last  thing  you  want  is  to  see  him  so  early. ”  A  rogue  smile  on  his  lips,  a  hand  extended  in  offer.  “ He’s  far  too  chipper  at  such  an  indecent  time.  You  ought  to  wake  up  beside  me,  instead. ”

CONTINUED. / @averageborn

[exmcrtis]

closed starter for: @thirtecnth (ben)

artemis had been going out of her way to avoid ben, and so far her efforts had been working. she didn't have anything nice to say to her sister's ex-boyfriend, and she especially didn't want to encounter him now that things seemed to be getting heated between them again. allegra's relationship wasn't her business unless it was made into her business, but huntsville was a small town and you couldn't avoid people for long. that's why, when she found herself standing in front of him, artemis had to take a deep breath to prepare.

"benjamin," she said coolly, lips tugging into a smile that was only half-genuine. "how are you?"

[coolunspokenforname]

I find the different takes on myths by ancient authors so interesting. For centuries we've been discussing and challenging different takes of these myths, like we have with all media we come into contact with.

One of the different takes is whether Apollo or Artemis was born first. I personally was a bit confused since I remembered hearing a version of their birth where Artemis was born first and helped her mother through labour, but when I read the homeric hymn to Apollo she wasn't mentioned much (not really surprising tbh), and in the first paragraph it literally says how Leto gave birth to Apollo first.

So, for a while I chalked it up to different views, but didn't know where the one I had heard first came from. That is, until today, where I was looking for authors who mentioned Apollo being a God of disease, and I got distracted when I randomly flipped to a page on Hyacinthos, which led to me reading the bit below about the births of Hephestus and Athena, and turned to the next page, where I found it.

Apollodorus/pseudo-Apollodorus is the one who wrote about the version where Artemis was born first, and helped her mother through her labour (this is my personal favorite version, tbh)

TL;DR The same myths are drastically different between different writers and time periods, so no one version of myth is "correct". Also, in the Homeric hymn to Apollo, Apollo is born first, while Apollodorus writes that Artemis was born first.

[lxvenderhxzehv]

Closed Starter for Damian and Artemis (@exmcrtis)

"Before you tell me to stop....I'm not gonna so you might as well fuck off..." Harsh? maybe. Then again when wasn't Damian the absolute worst. It wasn't that Damien didn't like Artemis, he liked her just fine. But in this particular moment we wasn't in the best mood for company. Normally he would tolerate it but he was at the end of his rope with this place. It wasn't just about him anymore, it was so much bigger. This town was going to kill them all eventually. "What do you want Artemis...."

[childrenofslumber]

☾✧.° ( OPEN && ARTEMIS ) °.✧☼

"And I miss you... But I miss sparkling."

[percentstardust]

continued from here | @talesofshadowandlight

"I am related to several demigods. I view them no different than I view my fully divine siblings." She did not see the point. She was much more mild tempered than one would think a goddess like her would be. "Becoming an excellent hunter does not happen in one night. It takes practice. I see great potential in you."

[fragmcntedsouls]

oliver reine ✦ artemis mikaelson // @strawberryxmagic

People watching seemed like a reasonable enough way to amuse him and pass the time as he waited for Bel and Jordyn to return from the bar. Having found Artemis in the crowd, the wolf approached from the side as he mumbled, "$20 say's that guys about to get a slap." His brow jolted, clearly enjoying the drama as he nudged his gaze towards an unimpressed onlooker. "Cus somethin' tells me that ain't his wife he's dancing with."