#artemy; main verse

[playedbetter]

@the-haunted-office said: "I wanna contribute to the chaos," Thursday says. Then she seems to think better of what she just said and hastily adds, "I could have worded that better. I meant to say, I wanna help, so, how can I help?" (Thursday to whichever Pathologic muse might be most open to receiving or organizing help)

Artemy is not great at english, but did pick up enough to nearly burst out into laughter, stressed sleep deprived laughter. Why on earth would you want to contribute to this chaos? Between the actual arsonists, rovering gangs of criminals that took the streets at night, and the plague, it was hard to think of what else somebody could even do at this point.

Thankfully the strange woman clarifies her intent is actually a helpful one. He sighes slightly, he thought by now everyone would know to go bother Danill or Alexander about these sorts of things, but he can spare the time right now. His accent heavy and the words a little unsteady he replies, "Hospital at the theater takes volunteers, if you can move bodies or know how to dress wounds. Saborov still is looking for patrolmen, but I'm not sure if he could be persuaded to let a woman join, he might be desperate enough to. If neither works, then please just stay home and try to stay uninfected and uninjured,"

[chaosmultiverse]

❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜

Thursday to Murky!

@the-haunted-office

It was her doll, she had misplaced it again and she had been embrassed to ask Artemy to look for it again, so she had been trying herself, that's when the woman approached her with the doll, speaking a language she didn't know, but she could see the woman was trying to hand her her doll.

Murky was a small girl no older than 8, she wore old clothes and didn't wear shoes, she also had some dirt on her and a bit of a severe expression but that lightened when she saw her doll, her weight shifted back and forth on her feet causing her to sway in place.

She raised up her hands, trying to communicate she would like the doll please without words, which wasn't all that uncommon for her, she wasn't exactly known for her speech.

[denniisa]

sips her drink, squints at him, ' dilf. '

he lets out a small laugh, he can't really help it. "you know what ... i'll take it."

[sansloii]

Artemis @ whomever can deal with him: [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) | THE FIVE SENSES ( not accepting )

They don't take other people touching their hair lightly, which is largely why it was almost always tucked into some sort of ponytail or bun. They didn't think too much of anything accidental ( maybe a brush or a bump against their head ) but pulling and tugging were both very intentional. It required a conscious decision to touch them without warning and they hated that, so much so that it made their skin crawl sometimes.

…So when their head tips back involuntarily, the irritation is near instant.

Mikah's hand flies up to grasp the middle of their ponytail and promptly yank it free of the other's grip. It's not without some sacrifice, much of which is in the form of small pricks and lost, loose strands of hair from when they pulled, but they could swallow that today. They instead elect to focus on the stranger and his unpleasantly familiar face, dark brows furrowing and eyes narrowing to a very sharp point.

…but they don't say anything. They don't yell or hiss or scratch — not at first.

What comes first, honestly, is a small exhale ( more of a huff, than anything ) and the faintest whisper of black smoke. Following that… is an abrupt and very purposeful shove from their ghost, who fills the gap between them and the stranger with ease. The ghost offers a second, additional shove to get the other to move back further and to what Mikah deems as a comfortable distance away from them. Once they're a little bit satisfied with that, the being draws back and returns to their side without hesitation.

“That's how far away y'should've be.” they tell him, “That's how much distance should've be between me and your stupid ass before ya took your dirty fuckin' hand and touched my hair.”

“Don't touch me again, understand? And if that, somehow, doesn't click in your head — that y'should keep your hands t'yourself and leave me the fuck alone — then 'm more than happy t'give ya a demonstration on why ya should.”

@kinglyisms

[ilbound]

sc. / closed. / @artemiisms ( ft. loki & hermes )

At behest of summons , two verdant eyes blink open , narrowed to shimmery slits.  Shadows split like silk over the scaled head of large serpent leaning forth into firelight , cast eerily aglow , languidly coiling himself with a most invasive familiarity around company's shoulders.  A chuckle rumbles , seems to shake through his scales and echo into the other , jostling their body.  “Why is it that when y o u want to start a scheme , I should be implicated ?  That's not very amicable of you , is it ?  I always thought us closer than that.”  Loki ponders , not really caring for Hermes’ answer , “Go on , then , tell me what you've got in mind this time.”  Can't help the habit , he may always be convinced to PLAY ALONG .

[thundcrstruck]

@reiignonme Liked for a Starter

IT WASN'T NEWS TO THOR, that other Gods existed outside of Asgard. Color The God of Thunder curious to the other Gods & Goddesses that existed. To there ways of protecting Humans, or if they even cared about any of those that took times out of there day to sacrifice unto them, to worship there existence. Rumors had been whispered that some of them didn't care. That they used those who worshipped them for a power boost. Something that The Aesir didn't understand. Thor was the protector of Midgard, and the one who heals those who call upon him for.

There had been times where Thor has been in a bad place, and ignored the cries of MAN. His anger, and resentment could get the better of him. Besides that if he wasn't drinking heavily, then he was itching for a fight. But the GOD OF THUNDER tried to make it his mission to hear the cries of his people. Especially when they needed him the most. The desire to become a spy for Asgard, and go to Mount Olympus was great. Tempting the God to visit Greece, which was the closest other realm of Gods to the 9 realms. Odin, didn't need to be told of what His Eldest Son was up too.

He knew if THE ALL FATHER learned of this, he would demand that he stay away. Odin thought getting mixed up in another realm of Gods & Goddesses. Was a bad idea and could bring danger and war to them, A arrogant snort rumbled through the God's chest, and erupted through his nostrils. If the Mighty Zeus couldn't stand a Norse God in his neck of the woods. Then he needed to be taught that with other gods, they could have allies for wars. Or, Thor can just beat it into him if needed, Either way, Zeus would learn a thing or two from The Blonde Titan.

Traversing to Greece took barely anytime at all, and getting there was as east as one, two, Mjolnir. A few good swings of the old girl and it lifted him in the air. And it did the rest, moving through the city and then out toward Greece, Flying above the city, he could see Mount Olympus. Big stone and that was it. No massive beauty, no real anything. He had thought being the city of Greece it would be a beautiful place to look upon. Gliding toward the ground, he already caught sight of some of the Goddesses. Of course where this area lacked on site seeing it made up for in physical beauty.

❝ Hello Ladies, care to show another God around. ❞

[poetdeads]

verses.

[bcrnking]

@habitualevil - [ Goddess Artemis ] | Liked for a Starter

This wasn't lost on Thor, or any the other Aesir. The existence of other Gods was known of, and even studied. Tyr had been the one to of found out about these other realms. Yet, for them to exist then The God of Thunder believed others had to of, as well. The first experience with another race of god, was with the Greek Gods. Oh, the arrogance of this one specific Goddess, and he thought he had been bad. Crimson Red hair flowing, across winter stark skin, tantalizing and taunting. Maybe the first time in a very long time, that The God of Thunder had felt a HEAVY ATTRACTION for anyone.

True, he has had his fare share of women. Who he has found attractive, but Artemis, oh the bitter pill he swallowed with HER. Curiosity had struck a nerve, and the more Tyr revealed about the Greek Gods. The more ANTICIPATION he had felt to travel to there realm. He needed to know more about them, and against the wishes of THE ALLFATHER, he had traveled to the Greek God's realm. And his time there, he wasn't welcomed with warmth at all. But he didn't care, what he did care about. Was getting to to know Her, Artemis. But what had been a heated affair between him and her. Soon turned into her icy demeanor showing in the end.

And Her & Her Brother both had fucked Thor over, trapping him and nearly over powering him. Just so they could seize his power and stealing Mnjolir from him. But they were FOOL, both of them, they didn't do there research about THOR very well at all. His power base, his strength and his anger were all his fuel, and he nearly killed the both of them, and the other Greek Gods on his way out. It had always been his intention of returning with Magne, Modi and Baldur and waging a all out war against them all. But things never aligned for him.

Something snapped him back to reality, as hands dug into the stone arms of his chair. Blonde locks flung around his shoulders, as he took to his The scent of Lilacs and Roses filtered his senses. A low grumble, vibrated along his massive chest. He knew that stench of perfume anywhere. Dark intense eyes fell onto the dark shadows, blacking out the doorway his chambers. Electricity began to dance across his fingers, raising up his forearm and along his eyes. Raising his arm, he outstretched his fingers, pointing one toward the intruders, as he heard the Hammer slamming against objects before distinctly slamming into his palm. Fingers closing around the handle, as he let out a roar.

❝ ___________ ARTEMIS!!!!! Why are you HERE FOR? ❞

[brokentoys]

@averagetm SENT . . . ( I’m so sorry in advance . . .  )   The shorter woman almost looked  PROUD   of herself  ;   a hint of mischief sparkling behind silver hues.   ‘ Hey,  Hey Eddie. ’   She tugged on his sleeve,  practically bouncing where she stood,  giggles bubbling before she even spoke    ‘ What’s worse than finding half a worm in an apple? ‘     she waited until he begrudgingly asked,  no doubt internally dreading wherever this was going.     Her facial expression dropped entirely.    ‘ Murder. ‘

He wanted to laugh, to make her feel good about the ' joke. ' But that would be duplicitous, & Eddie couldn't do that. So, his face is blank. It's not that he didn't understand the joke, he just didn't understand what's funny about it. It comes off more as a fact rather than a jest.

❝ . . . It sure is. ❞

[enruint]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, cold is the way mauve painted lips are pressed into a thin line, wisteria hues possessing a kind of glacial glow that was so common to him. though body language didn''t betray his inner thoughts isolde did find elektra's company not as bothersome as he made it out to be. prickly as the icy thorns that wrapped around towering gates he was but no less protective of those he considered important to ever slowly beating heart.   ❝ that is my fault, i should have been more clearer. can't have you leaving here thinking i, of all people, complimented you. ❞ haughty is the tone of voice but hidden underneath frosted words dances a smile ━━━ barely visible before it disappeared again. they scoff in response to elektra's following words, a brief roll of eyes before the snow queen turned to look at her. ❝ elektra, now you're just talking nonsense. you're a guest and with that simply comes a few privileges. one of those happens to be me being civil to you. ❞

hand is raised before index finger is swayed in her direction in response to artemis coming along. ❝ the last time she was here my staff had to try and coerce her not to go up to the mountains for ━━━ whatever adventure she deemed was of great importance. ❞ brow is raised. ❝ i don't need to tell you they failed. i had to bring her back myself ... she's ... a handful. ❞ a dazzling sun amidst the blooming frost flowers of isolde's garden, the endless soft blanket of snow that hugged his lands and the calm wind ever only becoming a storm when the queen deemed it necessary. a young girl that seemed to go through any and all obstacles with a smile. though more isolde doesn't say nor bothers to share.

Years of training had culminated in a confidence that often trails blood in her wake; her father had bidden her transformation into a blade so sharp it would be worthy of his love ... but so long as she bore her mother's resemblance, she would always be outcast to him. Elektra's usefulness to most started with and ended at her abilities with a sword. " Careful, your highness, that almost sounded like a compliment. " The cold is no place for her, which is made evident by the way her fingers tense and the starlight of her skin appears even paler and more ice-like. Despite the garments so graciously provided by the queen, the cold sinks into what remains of her bones like a thousand tiny needles perforating skin. A noticeable huff is exhaled into the open air as she follows alongside the ruler, " You take my absence so personally, Isolde. You couldn't possibly miss me that much, could you? Tell you what, next time I'll bring Artemis. I'm sure she would be happy to stay ... you simply have to shoulder her questions. "

[playedbetter]

❛ i’m going to murder his fucking face off ! ❜

Daniil, about Mark, to Artemy

Meme / Accepting!

"You'll have to beat me to it," Artemy was already rolling his sleeves up and began marching off in the direction of the theater. "When I get my hands on that son of a bitch," He mumbled.

[zepskies]

Just saw a TikTok where a woman says that her husband uses the dyson air wrap he brought for his wife more than her, why can I see Ben also acting like that 🤣

Lmfao oh, anon. That's really funny to imagine. 😂

I feel like Soldier Boy (Ben)'s been surrounded by hair stylists for most of his life, so might not be as well versed in managing his own hair. But he absolutely would be one to shave for himself, since that's more of a right of passage for men, especially one of his time.

However, when his S.O./girlfriend/wife comes into the picture, he'd probably start to get used to at least figuring out how to style his own hair at home... That's where the Dyson hairdryer comes in. 🤣

Imagine Soldier Boy (Ben) Using Your Hairdryer:

At first, Ben's intrigued and bewildered looking at this "stupid fucking thing," trying to figure out how it works with all these weird attachments.

Muttering to himself, "Looks like one of her dildos, for Christ's sake."

That thought might make him hesitate on actually trying it out, but when he finally manages to switch it on, it's like a lightbulb goes off above his head. Something inside him has just gotta try this thing.

He doesn't dare experiment while you're at home though. He's going to wait until you're out of the house, for at least a few hours.

He's going to try and fail a few times to actually do what he wants to do with his hair (a simple blow-dry). But eventually, "Ha!" He's done it.

You notice something different about him when you get home. You squint your eyes at him, looking at the gentle, downright shiny swoop of his hair to match his well-trimmed beard.

"Did you..." you trail off.

He raises his brows, feigning ignorance. "What?"

"...Never mind," you say, but you do tell him he looks handsome today.

Of course, his vain ass smirks in a way that says, I look handsome every damn day. (You roll your eyes in amusement.)

You do eventually catch him using your hairdryer. He's humming while he grooms himself in the bathroom, expertly maneuvering the various attachments as he sees fit.

It's the biggest struggle of your life to contain your shock (and laughter). You're torn between leaving him be to practice some healthy self-care...and your instinct to sneak a pic or two. Maybe even a quick video that you might just send to Annie and the rest of the boys later.

That's when Ben catches sight of you in the mirror. His look of concentration melts into a surly, frowning mixture of surprise and embarrassment. He switches off the hairdryer and lays it down on the counter. For a moment, he just stands there, knowing he's caught, bracing himself for your teasing.

Biting your lip, you go over to him and raise up on your toes, leaning one hand on his shoulder so you can sift your fingers through the soft brown strands of his hair.

You smile. "Looks good, babe. Good job."

Slowly, his lips form a familiar cocky smile.

"Damn right, it does."

AN: LOL I didn't intend for this to be a full-on headcanon/imagine, but that's basically what happened. 😂

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[helenofsparta2]

kind of related to your post about zoe just now but: what do you think of the hunters in general? I've got a lot of thoughts on them myself.. most of them not that positive lmao lots of "could have been good, but very poor execution" and "sounds cool on the surface, but very questionable when thought about more"

First of all, thank you for the question :)))

Oh god, this might become a slightly longer post, because I have a lot to say about the hunters of Artemis.

From what you’ve written, it sounds like we might have a very similar opinion. I personally think they are one of the worst-written parts of the original Percy Jackson books. I love their idea, I love their basic concept, but their execution was pretty atrocious.

There are four main points regarding them that I want to talk about.

The portrayal of Artemis (though this one is by far not as bad as the others)

2. The behaviour of the huntresses

3. Bianca

4. Lacking Development

Artemis

Now, I know that the gods and goddesses of the Riordan verse, are sanitized caricatures, and shouldn’t be compared to their actual myth versions. I think everyone in this fandom has at least heard some well-founded criticisms regarding the portrayal of Ares, Athena, Aphrodite, Apollo or any of the other gods.  

I even understand why Rick Riordan made most of the decisions that he did. Obviously, the gods had to be sanitized for a book series primarily aimed at children, and, to be fair to him, even if their characterizations are a far-cry from their myths and sometimes overly stereotypical (Aphrodite), they are fulfilling the roles they have in this story as deeply flawed, but powerful individuals, because of whose careless mistakes and pride demigods, and other ‘lesser’ beings have to suffer.  

And I actually do not hate Artemis’ portrayal that much, if we exclude the behavior of her hunt, and the initiation of Bianca. Her taking Annabeth’s place in holding the sky and her loudly arguing against killing Percy and Thalia at the winter solstice was a great portrayal of her being a patron goddess of children, and the idea of including the hunters of Artemis as a group of girls, both from mortal and immortal parents, who have been hurt by the world, and found a safe place with one another is actually really great. Generally, whenever she appears in the books, I have the feeling she is handled with far more graze and respect than a lot of other godly beings.  

However, as someone who very much loves Greek mythology, I just want to point out some small parts, which are not entirely accurate, though, again,  I understand Rick’s reason for omitting them in the context of what he wanted to do with her character and the hunt , and I acknowledge that even in ancient times, there existed a variety of different interpretations of the gods.

(Please note, that while I read original sources like the works of Diodor, Apollodorus, Hesiod, and Euripides, I am not a classicist, and that my knowledge of the greek gods primarily stems from personal research and my own interest. If anyone knows more about Artemis, please feel free to correct me if necessary)  

While Artemis is primarily the goddess of the hunt, and in later interpretations of the moon, she is not only the protector of girls, but the patron goddess of children in general and a goddess closely linked to childbirth.

Yes, she expects her followers to remain chaste, but to say that she is completely against men would be a grave mistake. Male followers of Artemis did exist in mythology, most famously Orion, who later became a constellation, and Hippolytus, the son of Theseus and the Amazon Hippolyta.

So, her cold behavior towards Nico and her degrading words towards boys in general is an attribute primarily added by Rick Riordan.

Though, like I said, I understand making certain changes to gods and goddesses, or rather choosing different interpretations of them to have them fulfill a certain role in a book series, so Artemis portrayal itself doesn’t bother me that much.

But if we’re talking about the hunters themselves, things easily take a turn for the worse.  

The behavior of the hunters

Now, I understand the hunters point in the story.

A huge theme of Titan’s curse is to explore the difference between old ideals of what heroism entails and the modern take on it, represented through Theseus and Herakles on one side, and Percy on the other. The hunters, and especially Zöe, represent a group, who have suffered through the actions of those old, primarily male heroes, and have developed a strong bias against all boys and men as a result. A bias, Percy is supposed to break in this book.

This, in itself, is a pretty awesome concept. But, like I said, the execution mostly failed.

Most of the Hunters of Artemis in Titan’s curse were written without any nuance, without development and without any sense of self reflection.

To express it plainly, they completely suck. And that hurts to say, especially as someone who is asexual-sex-repulsed and aromantic, because, like I said, they could have been an absolutely amazing part of the overarching story and theme of the book series, but with the way Rick Riordan wrote them, they suck. They’re insufferable.  They’re a group of immortal teenagers with a superiority complex, who act the way right-wing republicans and trump supporters think feminists act like.

They’re completely antagonistic towards the campers at camp half-blood for absolutely no good reason, act really childish and immature, and their overwhelming bias against every male character, especially Percy and Nico, is just plain annoying and goes to a point, where it makes them act like absolute idiots and assholes.

Zöe’s behavior at the meeting to decide who should go on the quest to save Artemis is a pretty good representation of everything I dislike about the hunters.  

She doesn’t want to take campers with her on the quest, even though the oracle plainly stated that them working together was the only way for them to succeed:

“You’re missing something as usual,” Thalia said. “Campers and Hunters combined prevail. We’re supposed to do this together.”

“No!”, Zoe said. “The Hunters do not need thy help.”

Immediately afterwards, she makes fun of Silena Beauregard (who is around 14 or 15 at the time, might I add.):

“Percy is right,” Silena Beauregard said. “Two campers should go.”

“Oh, I see,” Zoe said sarcastically. “And I suppose you wish to volunteer?”

Silena blushed. “I’m not going anywhere with the hunters. Don’t look at me!”

“A daughter of Aphrodite does not wish to be looked at,” Zoe scoffed. “What would thy mother say?”

And then, she decisively refuses Percy’s help for the quest, even though he is objectively the best person for the job. I really can’t reiterate enough that Percy is the most accomplished hero present at that meeting. He has successfully led two quests, one to stop a civil war between the gods, the second to recover the golden fleece. Even in comparison to Thalia, Percy is more accomplished and has gained more respect within the mythological world.

As I walked back through the city of the gods, conversations stopped. The muses paused their concert. People and satyrs and naiads all turned towards me, their faces filled with respect and gratitude, and as I passed, they knelt, as if I were some kind of hero. (The lightning thief)

Yet Zoe refuses his help to save the goddess she serves and increases so the risk of failure, simply because he is a boy.

“Oh,” Grover said, suddenly aware of the problem. “Whoa, yeah. I forgot! Percy has to go. I didn’t mean… I’ll stay. Percy should go in my place.”

“He cannot,” Zoe said. “He’s a boy. I won’t have Hunters travelling with a boy.”

Another huge problem in their characterization is their immortality. Here I want to focus again on their ongoing beef with camp half-blood, because, yes, while the campers also act pretty antagonistic in return, I think it’s important to note that most kids at camp half blood are between the ages of 10 and I’d say maybe 17 years old, while the huntresses are immortal.

Now, it’s obviously possible that most of them are still teenagers and haven’t been part of the hunt for that long, but considering the fact that Zoe is over 3000 years old, and could very well be older than most Olympians, the chance of most hunters being older than at least 30, is pretty high, which makes their behavior seem even more ridiculous.

And obviously the whole situation with Bianca paints the hunters in the worst light possible.

Bianca

There are already some pretty good and detailed posts on tumblr regarding the subject of Bianca and the hunters, so I don’t want to dig into this subject too deeply, because this post is already way too long, but you can’t possibly write about the hunters without mentioning her.

The hunters, especially Zoe and Artemis convinced Bianca to join them in a moment of huge distress. Bianca was a twelve-year-old, vulnerable girl, who just found out she was a demigod, almost got kidnapped by the manticore, and watched a girl fall down a cliff, yet they expect her to swear allegiance to them after only a couple of minutes of knowing them.

They paint her this beautiful picture of having no responsibility and a new family, telling her exactly, what she wanted to hear without giving her even a moment to breathe or give her time to talk to her brother or fully think this through.

I want to point out that at this point in time, Artemis had already decided that she needed to go after the monster alone, and knew, that her hunters would spend some time at camp half-blood. But instead of giving Bianca these couple days/ weeks to accept this new reality of the mythological world and get to know both camp half-blood and the hunters, she wants an answer at this very moment,

Yes, Bianca’s answer was rash, and yes, I do think it’s rather cold that she didn’t first talk to Nico about it, but it’s pretty plain to see that she was overwhelmed and pretty much manipulated during this entire conversation.

Later, Zoe decides to take her with her on the quest, even though Bianca is completely unprepared for it. She is probably, aside from Nico, the most unprepared person in the entirety of camp half-blood to go on a quest.  

I don’t think I have to explain how terrible of a decision that was.

The hunters are objectively the worst thing that could have ever happened to Bianca and the main reason why she died.

Lacking Development:

Now, all of this, every single flaw I just pointed out, could have actually worked out, if there would have been some sort of change in the hunters’ way of thinking and an acknowledgement that their opinions on boys and males in general are misguided and lead to more harm than good during the course of the books.

Especially after their actions led to Bianca’s death.

Them seeing how much love Nico had for his sister and how much he suffered from her death could have been a great moment for some character development.

But nothing happened.

Camp half blood and the hunters grieving together at the end of Titan’s curse for both Zoe and Bianca could have resulted in a genuine moment of friendship between the two groups, leading to understanding and change.  

But nothing happened.

The only person who took responsibility for Bianca’s death at the end of Titan’s curse was fourteen-year-old Percy. The only person who cared enough about Nico to search for him and make sure he was safe, was Percy. The hunters didn’t care at all. Took no responsibility whatsoever.

All that happened at the end of that book was that Thalia became a huntress, and that Zoe and Artemis acknowledged Percy as a hero.

This, while admittedly, a great moment for Percy’s characterization and also somewhat for the character development of Zoe, had very little effect otherwise.  

Because, in the end, Zoe and Artemis treated Percy as if he was the exception. As if they had been only wrong about him, and not boys in general. They didn’t revisit their line of thinking, they didn’t self-reflect and they didn’t acknowledge that their bias was utterly flawed, and that they should treat male demigods generally better.

She (Zöe) grasped it contently. “You spoke the truth, Percy Jackson. You are nothing like… like Hercules. I am honored that you carry this sword.”

Then, she (Artemis) turned to me. “You did well,” she said. “For a man.”

Percy Jackson is fundamentally a story about the circle of abuse, and, Percy specifically, breaking that circle, but nothing of note happened with the hunters.

Because even if Zoe had confronted her own bias, (and there is admittedly an argument to be made that she did) she would have been the only hunter to do so. And she died.

Thalia becoming the lieutenant of the hunters as someone who is best friends with Percy and Grover, and who misses Jason more than anything, could have confronted this distorted line of thinking, but the other hunters remain pretty much unchanged in the last Olympian and The Lost Hero.

There were hugs and greetings al around- or at least Thalia was friendly. The other hunters didn’t like being around campers, especially boys, but they didn’t shoot any of us, which for them was a pretty warm welcome. (The last Olympian, chapter 10)

“Oh, no way,” Leo said. “We’ve been sitting in a cave and you get a luxury tent? Somebody give me hypothermia. I want hot chocolate and a parka!”

Phoebe sniffed. “Boys,” she said, like it was the worst insult she could think of. (XXXVI Leo, the lost hero.)

Conclusion:

So, yeah. They had huge potential, both as individual characters and as part of the overarching plot and theme of Percy Jackson, but their execution was absolutely abysmal.

The only possible positive thing I could say about them is that they are at least better than the Amazons (though that is not particularly hard)

I hope my rambling was understandable, it's already pretty late:')

[playedbetter]

"Heh, really?" He smiles back at her, well aware that the jumbled mess of festive paper, plastic bows, and tape he just handed her was far from what you'd find at any mall wrapping station key alone anywhere better. It was the thought that counts for Christmas so he's been told. And he did put some thought into her gift, bluetooth earbuds that were good for working out, with a band so that if one fell out of her ear it wouldn't just go down a drain somewhere.

Pleasant surprise lights up his face as he sees the two packages. "Oh that is so sweet, who am I to deny the kid? Let's see this..."

Gently he took the package, and with care to go for where the steams of paper met, opened up the gift Iz had wrapped.

²⁵⁾ badly-wrapped presents (JPV who can't wrap for shit)

holiday prompts

The state of the wrapping paper makes her smile.

The second the gift is handed over Artemis makes a point to briefly study the wrapping; offering a kind smile as she notices the amount of tape and the odd little bumps.

"Looks professional." She teases, her tone unusually kind as she sets the package in her lap. A moment later, she has produced not one but two packages for him, one with wrapping that's quality was nearly identical to his own and one that was nearly perfect.

"Iz wants you to wait to open this one." Artemis taps the badly wrapped one, hinting that it was thrown together by her pre-teen. "---But the other is fair game."

[11queensupreme11]

It sounds like part 4 is just going to be the ror!gods going "oh well this will be fine what's the worst that could happen" only to be immediately proven wrong by the pjo!world. To them Percy's world probably seems like some kind of apocalyptic dystopian death world with a personal grudge against Percy. New horrors everyday. Anthonius is allowed to exist. Can you tell me each love interest's least favorite thing that is not Percy related? (ex Poseidon hates that pjo!Poseidon is a whore)

poseidon: absolutely HATES the state of his seas. his counterpart only has a kingdom because he didn't think to conquer and expand??? pathetic. it's so polluted too, WHY DOESN'T PJO!POSEIDON KILL THE HUMANS FOR SULLYING HIS TERRITORY??? there's aquariums, FUCKING SEA WORLD, grocery stores selling dead fish, countries whose main diet consists of SEA FOOD. poseidon is frothing in the mouth with rage

hades: absolutely hates the relationship the elder olympians have, especially the big three. it actually kinda hurts him how broken this family is. he's very disappointed in how the pjo!big 3 behave. they're having petty arguments with each other and killing each other's kids because of it! he is especially disappointed in pjo!zeus, he's become a power-hungry, paranoid, tyrannical king and that says a lot because his little brother is literally called "the tyrant of the seas"

loki: absolutely hates the idea that pjo gods have fallen so low that they would lay with a HUMAN and have half-breed children (which is very hypocritical of him because he's in love with a HALF-BREED, but he'll just say "she's an exception ofc! 💖"), then have the gall to look down on them despite literally needing their existence to survive? no seriously, loki hates how the pjo gods actually NEED humanity to exist in order to not fade away. it's disgusting to him

beelzebub: hmmmm this was kinda hard for me because there are many reasons he hates the pjo verse but most of it is percy-related. the one thing he really hates is how dangerous everything is. this man is super overprotective (for obvious reasons) so learning that demigods literally have monsters hunting after them like 24/7 makes him worried af and paranoid. the fact that percy's constantly sent on quests and wars??? he'd hyperventilate. it does not help learning that greek demigods barely make it to adulthood 💀

apollo: this one is more specific, but he hates how pjo!apollo wasn't allowed to save artemis after she was kidnapped. pjo!apollo wasn't allowed to interfere and literally risked getting into A LOT of trouble by breaking ancient laws to help percy and the questers. ror!apollo really really REALLY doesn't like the "no interference rule".

but i think THE NUMBER ONE THING that ALL ror gods hate the most..... is how restrictive everything is in the pjo verse.

think about it. there are SOOO many things that the pjo gods can't do that would just baffle ror gods:

they can't go to each other's realms/homes. early in the lightning thief, percy asks why can't zeus and poseidon just go to the underworld and to beat up hades for stealing the bolt and chiron was like "they're not allowed to". like, that's just insane for ror!gods!!!

they can't reveal themselves to the humans??? ror midgardians don't believe in the gods anymore because the ror gods literally hate their asses so much that barely any of them go down to midgard anymore and just chill in valhalla. meanwhile in pjo, humans simply stopped believing in them and the gods decided they should play along and have hecate create the mist so they wouldn't know about the "mythical" world

they can't interfere too much in the lives of humans. humans are literally fucking up the environment in pjo and gods don't go around committing massacres as punishment because they're no longer allowed to interfere or something like that 💀 then there's the ror gods casually committing genocide on multiple nations and even going so far as to COMPLETELY WIPE OUT ALL OF HUMANITY 💀

can't go around killing humans whenever they want cuz they need them to survive. also connected to the one above. pjo gods need demigods and humanity in order to not fade away from existence. which is VERY weird to ror gods because their existence is not influenced by humanity AT ALL. it's why they're able to commit so many genocides against them.

can't raise their demigod children. yeah a lot of ror gods are gonna be disgusted at the thought of half-breed kids existing but like.... they're genuinely confused as to why pjo gods can't raise them cuz wtf

can't act freely so they gotta use demigods to do their dirty work. connected to the "can't go to each other's realms/homes" and "can't interfere too much" rule ^^. because of how restricted pjo gods are, they gotta act indirectly by using demigods to do their dirty work for them (pjo!apollo couldn't save his sis because he wasn't allowed to, had to literally break ancient laws just so he could give percy and co some help). ror gods have no such restrictions and can do as they please

and im pretty sure there's more, but that's the gist of it that i can remember rn

[makethatelevenrings]

The Sun, Moon, and Stars // D. Grayson x gn! reader

Requested? Yes!

Warnings: mentions of a strip club, sliiiight panic attack

Summary: part of assassin!verse Jason needs help with a mission and enlists you to go undercover at a strip club, but it makes bad memories boil to the surface. Dick pulls you out and makes sure you know just how loved you are.

It was fine. You were fine.

You repeated the words over and over to yourself in some desperate prayer that it would come true and your breathing would go back to normal instead of the hitched, choking spurts of air that kept escaping you. It had been fine. Truly.

This was a fact finding mission that Jason enlisted your help in because he needed someone to go undercover as a server and the club was in Bludhaven. Dick hadn’t liked the idea of sending you into a strip club because, while you were trained, you weren’t trained for espionage or covert operations. You were trained to hide amongst buildings, not people. Your usual uniform was all black head to toe so you could blend in with the shadows, not the stringy and sparkly number Jason had procured.

Jason and Dick were both in your ears thanks to the comms that hid within your ear canal from view. Jason kept giving instructions, pointing out who you needed to talk to and who to avoid, while Dick kept quiet aside from the occasional remarks that kept you level headed.

But then you started to realize how many eyes were on you and you blanched. You were used to being invisible, damnit. Your skill set wasn’t dependent on how you looked but how you moved and apparently, the less than legal underground of Bludhaven found you both appealing to look at because of how you looked and how you moved.

It was like they were admiring a good steak or some other kind of meat instead of a body and for a moment, you were back in that cage as your handlers displayed you to some investors, discussing your worth in the value of monetary budgets and kill counts. You grit your teeth and shut your eyes, pushing back the memory and locking it into the vault of things to address later. You needed to focus. You couldn’t fuck this up. Not when Jason relied on you. Not when the people he was working to help needed you.

“Buttercup,” Dick’s low, smooth voice came over the comm line and you inhaled deeply at the sound of his voice and the affectionate nickname he had taken to calling you after you expressed your love for that damned movie he showed you. Opening your eyes, you took in the glaring lights and vibrating bass that shook the walls. It was fine.

“I’m okay,” you whispered. “Just had a moment.”

“Okay,” Dick announced. “I’m pulling it. Buttercup, get out of there. I’ll meet you in the alley on the left side of the building.”

“‘Wing-” Jason started to protest.

“No. Ask Artemis or Roy or fucking, I don’t know, Kyle. I knew this was a bad idea from the start.”

Jason huffed but relented, hearing the hard edge to Dick’s voice. The whole family understood that you were and always would be Dick’s main priority. If he put his foot down when it came to you, they knew to immediately back off.

You stumbled out of the club and into the icy night air, grateful for a reprieve from the constant onslaught of sensations. Spinning on your heels, you sped towards the alley Dick said he would be in and immediately deflated when you saw the familiar kevlar-spandex weave come into view.

Dick reached up and plucked your comms out of your ear before pocketing it. He studied your face for a brief moment and then he held his hand out for you to take. You knew what to expect and you shut your eyes as soon as your skin met his glove, because he swept you into a tight hold and then directed his grappling line towards your shared apartment. You didn’t open your eyes until your feet landed on solid ground and you found yourself on your fire escape.

Pushing open the window, you smiled softly at the sight of Haley curled on the couch awaiting your arrival. The little dog cracked one eye open and then yipped in excitement when she saw her favorite people. You slid into the apartment and scooped her up in your arms, both using her as a way to gain cuddles, but also as a defense mechanism.

Waiting until the window was closed, you turned to face Dick and sighed. You pressed your face against Haley’s soft fur and peeked out at him from over her wriggling body.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “I just…I messed up. I’m sorry for ruining the mission.”

“No, I’m sorry,” he immediately shot back. “I should have said no to Jason. I shouldn’t have put you in that position.”

You shook your head and finally let Haley down so she could run to her other favorite person in the world. Dick accepted her sweet kisses against his fingers and then he stood, stripping off his gloves and heading for the bedroom. He beckoned for you to follow and you nervously stood in the doorway as he began to remove the Nightwing suit.

“Dick, you can’t just hide me in this apartment forever. I…I want to help, but I just…” You trailed off, unable to verbalize your shame at your fuckup. Dick immediately stopped removing his armor and instead moved to stand in front of you. His hands came up to grasp your shoulders and you melted into his touch. Tilting forward, you pressed your forehead against his shoulder and let out a shuddering breath.

“I was just a thing to them. Just something to admire and pet. I was a tool again. I wasn’t…I wasn’t a person. I didn’t have worth outside of what they determined.”

His lips pressed against your temple and he enfolded you into a hug. “But you’re worth everything. They don’t see that and the bastards who took you never saw that. You’re worth fucking everything, Buttercup, don’t you ever forget that.”

“You won’t ever let me forget it,” you joked and he chuckled, soft breath wafting over your cheek. Standing there, in your room, in his arms, you felt wanted. You felt loved.

“C’mon, let’s get out of these clothes, take a shower, into pajamas and then…” He left the ending of his sentence up to you and you tilted your head up so you could beam up at him.

“And then we watch Love is Blind?”

“I’m going to kill Cass for introducing that show to you, but yeah.”

You fiddled with the collar of his under armor and he nudged his nose against your temple, encouraging you to talk. Dick was always patient when you struggled to express your wants. It wasn’t something that you were trained to do. The Wayne family always pressed you to say what you wanted to do or eat or listen to and they always tried to ensure those wants were carried out.

“We could bake some cookies?” You asked it so shyly that his heart ached. He wanted to give you the whole world along with the sun and the stars, if you so desired it. No one should feel timid about asking for some fucking cookies. In fact, his blood damn near boiled when he thought about how you didn’t even know what a cookie was when Alfred made some the first week you were at the Manor.

“As you wish,” he murmured against your hair. Maybe you didn’t want the sun and the stars, but he could certainly get you cookies if that’s what you wanted.

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