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When Lily met Apollo

The alarm made an aggravating noise despite Lillian’s best effort to will it into silence. She rolled over and the snooze button, knowing that it was a fruitless endeavor. All too soon, it went off again and Lily sighed deeply, before sitting up and scrubbing her face.

“I need to stop agreeing to night shifts.” She mumbled to herself. She glanced at the clock. 2:00pm. Twelve hours ago she had crawled into bed, and now, so soon, she was crawling out of it. Only twelve hours, she reasoned, until she could crawl back into it.

This is why your friends don’t see you. She thought to herself as he brushed her teeth. And also why you can’t keep a partner, she ruminated. Her mind flitted to the woman she dated briefly, but never saw. That was a good fling, even if it only lasted about a month; it was good for Lily, she reasoned. It helped her get over the heartbreak of the year prior with a man who was a doctor at her hospital, and now has to see once a week. Don’t date your coworkers, she reminded herself. Don’t date doctors, especially.

“Okay,” she told herself, bouncing on the ball of her feet as she dug through her scrub drawer. “Pull it together. Get some coffee,” She perked up at that. Yes, some coffee would do her well. She’s been working like a dog for the past two weeks, and she deserved a treat. Lily pulled out her clogs, her sweet, worn, clogs. She needed new ones, but that was for another paycheck.

She shrugged on her shirt and assessed herself in the mirror. Bags under her eyes; classic. Obnoxious cat scrubs; classic. Greasy but passable hair; also classic. She patted some baking powder on her roots before pulling it back into a bun. She had tried a low-pony tail when she first started working on the children’s floor, but found very quickly that babies and young children love to grab hair. She did, however, pull out a couple of strands to frame her face. She forced herself into a smile, and almost convinced herself that she had some energy before grabbing her bag and heading out.

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Thankfully, the coffee shop was on the way to the hospital, making it very popular with the hospital staff. The coffee shop knew this as well, which enticed them to operate on longer hours, which Lily very much appreciated. She also appreciated that it was local and not a chain, which helped her to not feel like a shell out. They didn’t even have a loyalty plan, but if they did, Lily would’ve racked up free drinks many times over.

She willed away the exhaustion as she waited in line, eyes lidded.

“Excuse me,” A voice said gently, but brightly, behind her. “I think you’re up.”

“Oh!” Lily started, then laughed in embarrassment, “Sorry, drifted off there for a second.” She apologized, as she stepped up to the counter. She grimaced at the cashier and placed her order.

“Make that two, please,” The same voice said behind her. “On me,”

Lily turned attention to her coffee patron and blinked. He was definitely handsome, definitely smiling very widely at her, and definitely buying her a coffee.

“Oh,” She said quickly, raising her card, “You don’t have to do that,”

“Can I not buy a coffee for an essential member of society?” He asked, teeth almost too bright. Almost. His blonde hair ruffled in the wind; which Lily found odd, because the windows weren’t open. She blinked.

“We’ll, when you put it that way.” She smiled, cursing herself that she didn’t actually wash her hair this morning. She had barely managed to get deodorant on. She also suddenly regretted being the “fun kids’ nurse’, with her loud scrubs as opposed to opting for the solid ones. She also regretted waiting to buy new clogs.

She shimmed down to the receiving end of the bar, tucking some hair behind her ear. He really was handsome, she admitted to herself. He was tall and athletic, with fluffy hair and well kempt light fuzz along his jawline. Lily wouldn’t go so far as to say it was a beard, but a hint of one that really worked for him. His eyes were green with flecks of brown and gold, and he had freckles spattering his nose.

“And who do I have the pleasure of addressing this coffee to?” The man asked as the barista slid the two drinks across the bar. The man took her’s before she could, and politely held it out to her.

“Oh, Lily.” She smiled as she took it. “And you are?” She prompted.

“Ap-“ He started, and then trailed off. “-erol” he grimaced.

“Aperol?” Lily asked in confusion, taking a sip of her drink.

“Aperol spritz” He continued. “Is my favorite drink.”

“Is it?”

“Yes, and we should get one later,” He smiled in embarrassment, taking a sip of his own coffee. “That is, if you’re up to it.”

Lily smiled. So he wasn’t actually handsome and suave, she mused. He was a dork.

“I’d love to,” She said. “If you tell me your name.”

“Right,” He laughed. “My name’s Matt.”

“Alright, Matt,” Lily said, holding her coffee out for a cheers, “It’s a date.” Matt touched there cups together, “But after this twelve hour shift,” she amended. “And then 8 hours after that so I can sleep. I’ve got the next two days off after tonight, we could do something then.”

“How about a breakfast date?” Matt suggested.

Lily wrinkled her nose. “How early were you thinking?”

“I’m an early riser,” He grinned, as if he was laughing at his own private joke. “So why don’t you pick a time?”

Lily chewed her lip. “Okay,” she said. “Saturday, here, at 10am? Aperol spritz in hand?”

“I’ll be here with bells on,” Matt grinned. “Have a good shift.”

Lily curtsied her scrubs. “Thank you, kind sir. And thanks for the coffee.”

Lily walked out of the coffee shop, smile on her face. And, she was energized

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MOTW S1 fic - Amelia and Addy

A fic I started writing a while back, while we were still playing S1 of our MOTW game, but I don’t think I’ll ever finish it, so I thought I’d post it as is cuz I think it’s cute c:

Amelia knocked on the door, even though it was slightly opened. Still, she heard footsteps approach, and the door opened to reveal Addy standing in front of her.

“Amelia, what are you doing here?” she asked, her eyes falling to her bags. “Where...where are you going?”

“That guy, Jasper, he...he offered me a place at his agency, and--”

“You’re gonna join them?”

Amelia paused, then nodded curtly. “Yeah.”

It took a while for Addy to respond, as though she was processing everything that was happening right now.

“What about camp?” she asked, finally breaking the silence between them. “Are you gonna leave us?”

Amelia nodded.

“Oh...I’m sorry to see you go.” she looked down. “Have you told the others?”

“No, but they’ll figure it out eventually, or once you tell them.”

“So, why are you telling me this?”

“Because...” Amelia began, rubbing the back of her neck, while awkwardly looking down at her feet. “...because you’re my...my friend.”

[readyallthecanons]

*finger guns*

original 

[loganscanons]

Anyone in a2 and a1 !!

Sweet Miss Addy! I might color this later if I have the energy/motivation but for now here’s a sketch for you!

[leoswritingcorner]

Scandalous ankles/unbound hair!!!

(i didn’t wanna go to bed without posting this aaah im sorry!)

Addy swears a minute longer and she’s going to faint. A garden party in the middle of summer. While it sounded lovely on the invite, the event itself was proving a sweltering pain.

Her eyes scan for an open tent or canopy for refuge, till she finds a shaded trail down the hedge and wanders further down the gardens. Soon the elegant decorations are far behind her and only the simple beauty of over grown vines and flowers grace her gaze.

A low hanging willow tree casts shade over a fountain and Addy feels a sense of relief. Finally. At least she can have a chance to cool down.

The sight of a figure makes her pause. Jean, the host’s daughter.

Her gown raised just a few inches as she stands in the water. Ankles exposed for, all, just anyone to see! Her hair was loose from all pins and needles and any proper Sunday hats. Large curls framed her face and covered her back and shoulders.

Addy’s eyes widen at the blatant display.

Jean catches her eyes, and smirks. Then winks. “Come to join me?”

Addy opens her fan in her hand fully and covers her face.

[randomheadcanons]

Some oc fluff for vday

[headcanonseverywhere]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @randomheadcanons !!! :D :D :D

Here’s Haruka and Addy picking flowers at camp, and having a good time ^u^

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i can’t remember how this scene played out but im p sure it went something like this

[themoosesharkwriting-blog]

Addy sometimes calls Jesse "Jesse James" because obviously.

awww

Jesse's sister calls him that too so i bet it would remind him of home 

[randomheadcanons]

Addy goes to camp

once again, we post like men

Her leg bounced up and down as the car drove down the county road. The trees whizzed past the window, and she barely heard whatever song the radio was playing. 

“Ads?” Her mom called. ”You okay, sweets?” 

Addy blinked, looking at her mom in the driver’s seat. “Mom, what if they don’t like me?” she asked bluntly.

“Addy, what’s not to like?” Lily asked. 

“Ask literally anyone at school,” she said quietly. “That’s why you pulled me out, remember?” 

Lily sighed. “We made that decision together,” she reminded, “you know that babe.” It was Addy’s turn to sigh, and she looked down the road as it curved. “I know. I’m just nervous, I guess.” There was a pause. “Can’t we just go home?” she asked tentatively. “I can keep myself busy. I can be okay,” 

“Babe, this is the safest place for you right now.” Lily explained, for what felt like the  hundredth time for both of them. “You know summer's busy at the hospital, and I can’t be home to make sure you’re okay.” she paused as she pulled the car over to an unassuming road marker. “It’s only for the summer.” 

Addy looked up the grassy hill, to what supposedly was supposed to be a magical camp that would explain everything that Addy had been through. From the absent parent, to the school struggles, to the unsettling feeling Addy always seemed to get when she was alone for too long. The eyes she felt on her would supposedly stop, and whatever monsters she saw-that she had convinced herself were fake-were real, and she would learn how to fight them. 

Maybe that’s what she needed. Maybe, if she could learn how to fight them, they would go away, and she could be somewhat normal. All she wanted was to have friends, and all she wanted was a place to belong. Home was great, but Mom was always working. School was a wash; everyone thought she was the weird crazy girl with no friends. Even her babysitters thought she was weird, and kept her at a distance, and they were being paid to be friendly. 

“Can you walk with me?” Addy asked, wringing her hands. 

“I can’t,” her mom apologized as they got out of the car and started gathering Addy’s bags. “But I won’t leave until you’re up that hill, and wave to me.” 

Lily pulled her daughter into a hug, and Addy clung tightly. “I’m scared.” 

“Oh, sunshine,” Lily said softly, brushing some hair out of Addy’s face. “It’s okay to be scared. I’m scared too,” “You are?” “Of course I am,” Lily assured, bending a knee to meet her daughter’s eyes. “But I know,” she said, taking a breath. “That you are going to be Adaline Streb, my daughter. Who is caring, who is strong, who knows her worth. Who takes care of birds with broken wings and wraps her mom’s arms in bandages just to practice. You are going to be you, and that’s all you need to be. Okay?” Addy took a deep breath, wiping the tears on the side of her eye. “Okay,” 

“I love you, Ads.” Lily said, pulling Addy in for one last tight hug.

“I love you too, Mom.” Addy said into her shirt. 

“Okay,” Lily said, patting Addy’s shoulders, and placing her duffle on her shoulders. “Go on, babe. Be great.” Addy nodded, looking up at the towering pine tree. She looked back at her mom. Her mom, who had crow’s feet and laugh lines too early. Her mom, who wore the loudest scrubs imaginable, just to make her patients more comfortable. Her mom, who always protected her. 

“Will you write?” Addy asked, stepping onto the grass, gripping her bag tightly. 

Lily, of course, nodded. “Duh, kiddo.” Addy nodded, assured. She knew her mom would write large so she could read it. She always did. 

Addy nodded, steeled herself, and marched up the hill.

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Cabins list - PJO OCs

I thought I’d make a list of all of our pjo ocs in their respective cabins (kind of like how it used to be back in rise), just so that we can know which of our ocs are siblings/cabin mates and make headcanons with them! :D

I will be doing the same for our HoO OCs and HP OCs ^u^

If I missed anyone, or if I got your OC’s godly parent wrong, please let me know!

Canon characters aren’t included

Cabin 1: Zeus

Clark O’Niel - Nessa

Cabin 2: Hera (Honorary)

Cabin 3: Posideon

Samara Hawke - Ericka

Zara Ye - Raven

Cabin 4: Demeter

Kai Kaeo - Alison

Lotus Itami - Logan

Michelle Belcourt - Max

Logan McKay - Ericka

Buzz Goldman - Rex

Landry Qualls - Emily

Gustavo Ferreira - Nessa

Cabin 5: Ares

Amelia Johnson - Nessa

Ella Cate Milligan - Ann

Cabin 6: Athena

Rui Saito - Nessa

Liam Trow - Erica

Andrew Webber - Max

Quinn Phillips - Emily

Céleste Rousseau - Raven

Rosa Santiago - Rex

Phaedra August - Manda

Parker Narváez - Logan

Calhoun O’Reilly - Manda

Cabin 7: Apollo

Rodrigue Roux - Nessa

Marcie Bouchard - Erica

Jasper Salvador - Max

Addy Streb - Alison

March Porter - Raven

Dalia Vega - Emily

Sunny Washington - Rex

Magnolia Herveaux - Ericka

Dylan Sanchez - Logan

Cabin 8: Artemis (Honorary/Hunters of Artemis)

Sabel delos Santos (Apollo) - Max

María Guadalupe Fernández (Dionysus) - Nessa

Azra Qazi (Ares) - Logan

Cabin 9: Hephaestus

Trent Baker - Erica

Robbie Lerner - Emily

Molly Dufour - Manda

Blaise Washington - Rex

Shiloh Young - Logan

Rene Cosineau - Ann

Cabin 10: Aphrodite

Ava Torres - Nessa

Perrin Beaumont - Shannyn

Dakota Summers - Alison

Leia Ka’uhane - Max

Brianna Moore - Emily

Cabin 11: Hermes

Mallory Bachmeier - Nessa

Jamie Mendoza - Nessa

Michael Costa - Nessa

Miguel Costa - Nessa

Jess Kowalski - Rex

Micah Reed - Emily

Emma Kowalski - Rex

Ella Hakim - Emily

Bailey Kowalski - Rex

Danny Noble - Ericka

Cabin 12: Dionysus

Jean Cordova - Ericka

Heath Hudson - Shannyn

Johnny Hayes - Ann

Rhyder Vogel - Logan

Cabin 13: Hades

Yvette Desroches - Erica

Michael Valentino - Rex

Cabin 14: Iris

Sterling O’Connell - Nessa

Cabin 15: Hypnos

Marshall Lewis - Shannyn

Cabin 16: Nemesis

Elenore Tovani - Logan

Daniel Davenport - Raven

Jude Keawe - Manda

Cabin 17: Nike

Thomas Lee - Max

Connie Kravitz - Logan

Jules Guzman - Emily

Cabin 18: Hebe

Cabin 19: Tyche

Myra Harris - Shannyn

Felicity Standing Bear - Logan

Cabin 20: Hecate

Atsa Sandoval - Raven

JJ Vasquez - Logan

Harper Vasquez - Logan

Cabin #: Morpheus

Haruka Masaomi - Nessa

James Howell - Nessa

Barney Bachhmeier - Max

Xander Huang - Logan

Teddy Zhao - Emily

Cabin #: Thalia (muse of comedy)

Maria Socorro do Nascimento - Nessa

Ivy Nkosi - Erica

Phillip Parker - Max

Cheryl Parker - Max

Cabin #: Phobos

Charlotte Perks - Erica

Cabin #: Khione

Fintan Whittaker - Shannyn

Cabin #: Eros

Gloria Armstrong - Romy

Cabin #: Eris

Stella Corleone - Romy

Jorlief Nielsen - Ann

Cabin #: Thanatos

Orion Mors - Manda

Cabin #: Oizys

Ivan Molotov - Ann

Cabin #: Euthenia

Oscar Martinez - Ann

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most people don’t believe in monsters, but they’re real. when someone finds out monsters are real, it’s usually just before they get eaten. but some people are mean enough, smart enough, crazy enough, or hurt enough, that they live. and some of those survivors go on a crusade against the monsters. that’s You.

[themoosesharkwriting-blog]

Jesse. Tries to teach Addy how to speak with a southern drawl and it never works but then they end up laughing about it

he'd be such a terrible teacher too omigod

[randomheadcanons]

drabbles!

percy jackson and dungeon world! 

Addy unlocked the door to Oscar’s-and Rhyder’s, she guessed-house. She had a key of course. She pushed the door open and was immediately welcomed by the Lil’ Bit. He nuzzled up against her hands and laughed, leaning down giving him a good rub. “Sorry bud, I don’t have any goodies,” she apologized, rubbing his ears. “Where’s Oz, huh?” she asked, “He missed our lunch date,”

Addy stood and walked through the living room, patting Baz on the head in greeting as she passed. She frowned. Oscar wasn’t in the living room, nor was he in the kitchen. It was usually one of the two, unless he was…

“Oh gods,” she mumbled, trudging up the stairs. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard the low base of the song coming from Oscar’s room.

Addy pushed door the open to the dark room and leaned on the door frame.

“She break up with you, huh?” she asked, crossing her arms.

A moan was all she got in response. Addy rolled her eyes and pushed off the door, heading over to sit on the edge of the bed. She saw this coming. Rhyder saw this coming. The dogs saw it coming. And yet, she placed her hand on his leg.

“There, there, bud,” she consoled. “She didn’t deserve you,”

“I’ll never love again,” Oscar moaned into his pillow as he readjusted.

“Sure you will, buddy,” Addy assured. She then perked up, “Do you want to do something fun?” she asked. If Oscar were a dog, his ears would’ve perked up. “Do you want to go to that crappy Mexican place and eat a plate full of nachos. I’m buying,” There was a pause,

“Can we get a strawberry marg?”

“Of course,”

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 Roxanne McLaughlin did not get jealous. Why would she? She had everything she needed, and could get anything she wanted. She was on track to place in State in Fencing, she was on track to be valedictorian, and she had colleges and universities practically begging for her admission. She had no need to even entertain the idea of jealousy.

So why did she get a pit of envy in her stomach when someone else was taking Elliot’s attention?

She watched the interaction across the room as lecture had ended, and the class had free time to do work. Elliot was leaning so casually on the back of her chair, and she chatted so easily with their classmates next to her. Elliot must’ve said something funny, because the other two chuckled.

Roxie put her pen to paper as she scratched a mistake maybe harder than necessary. The pit in her stomach widened slightly. Why did she feel like this? She didn’t really care about anyone else’s attention?

She did, but not in a way that really mattered to her. So why was Elliot so different?

“Hey Elliot?” She found herself asking, leaning on her hand and looking at the shorter blonde.

Elliot glanced over and smiled widely. She had a cute smattering of freckles gathered around her nose, and they crinkled when she smiled.

“Hey Rox, what’s up?” “Oh,” Roxie blinked, she didn’t anticipate this. The hesitation was too small for anyone to notice though, only to her.  She smiled. “Do you want to come over after school?” Elliot smiled wider, if it were possible. “Sure,” she agreed.

“Great,” Roxie said, nodding to herself.

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They had just made camp after leaving Pendrell’s home. The rest were sleeping. Maryim wasn’t. Though not for lack of trying, however. She looked up at the canopy from her bedroll and sighed deeply before wincing. Her bandages had been changed, but it was still rough going. The stars peaked through the dark tree leaves, and Maryim sighed again.

She had died.

She had left this realm.

She saw a god. She saw the missing god.

The one that she and her group of friends were now tasked with finding.

What had they gotten themselves into? Physically, Maryim was healing. Spiritually…she wasn’t so sure. Her body was here, and so was her mind. But she felt…hollow, in a way. Like something had been taken from her. She just felt colder. Not physically, but it was something she couldn’t place, and it worried her.

Things seemed to be getting more dangerous for their motely crew, and Maryim wasn’t sure how to protect them. That, and Civilization has seemed to have abandoned her. Anytime she reached out, all there was static. She had mistepped with Her, but Maryim had sincerely apologized. Surely Her other followers and faulted in some way. Why was She ignoring Maryim?

She groaned and gingerly turned to her side, playing with a blade of grass. And they had to go to the Capitol to investigate this Red Salt. Whatever it was. Maryim had a sinking suspicion that its grasp went much deeper than they thought. That, and that it was going to be tougher to defeat. And what did it have to do with the plain of red crystals in that plain? Were they connected? How did they connect? Oh! Let’s not forget that she had to eventually face her mother and try to explain ---

Stop. She told herself, squeezing her eyes shut. You’re just tired. And in pain. And your neck is cold. Go to bed.

Maryim groaned once more and buried her head into her headrest.

This was going to be a long journey.