#every day i hate the way he wrote artemis and the hunters

[youarentreadingthis]

finished rereading the og pjo series and... it's good, but lemme just say that nostalgia was good at hiding the flaws before i did my reread

[tiny-sparkeu]

BTS as Demigods (Percy Jackson)

Namjoon: Son of Athena, Goddess of Wisdom 

Best in his cabin at solving word problems/riddles

Sometimes acts really stupid to the point that people question his parentage

Broke the first seven weapons he tried out (much to the the awe and horror of the Hephaestus cabin because how? Half of them were made of solid celestial bronze) Because he’s the God of Destruction

The Hecate cabin had to grant him a magical sword with a spell on it so it would never break

Bunk area is best described as “organized chaos”

His siblings always wonder about the weird relationship between him and a certain Son of Aphrodite Namjin

Came to camp at age 9, first of all of the boys

First monster was an empousai, his babysitter to be exact

Only one in his cabin NOT terrified of spiders, siblings go to him for spider problems

Often helps Hobi and Yoongi rapline write songs to perform at the campfire 

Seokjin: Son of Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty

Extremely proud of the fact that he’s the son of the goddess of love AND beauty Visual Power

Makes other campers jealous because he’s skinny yet pigs out during meals

Gets asked out often but so far has rejected every single proposal because he’s waiting for Namjoon

Make-up guru, people from other cabins go to him for tips

Doesn’t enjoy fighting like most children of Aphrodite, but can kick butt with his sword when he needs to

Always goes out of his way to greet new campers *cue dad jokes*

No one knows how him and Namjoon became friends, they kind of just clicked

Ares cabin is jealous of his wide shoulders

Came to camp older than most, arrived when he was 14

His distinctive laugh *windshield wipers* is often heard from the Nike cabin whenever he visits to see a certain demigod there

Yoongi: Son of Hypnos, God of Sleep and Dreams

LOVES to sleep, indoors or outdoors he’ll find the perfect place to nap

When awake, he plays basketball on the courts and pretty much dominates

Very passionate about music, greatly enjoys writing songs with Hobi and Namjoon 

Fights with a spear, always surprises people because of how easily he handles it

Since he’s always sleepy, his mood often changes, can go from 0 to 100 and back in the span of a couple seconds

Sleeps with a teddy bear name Kumamon

Always has his trusty neck pillow his lover wrapped around him, never know when he might find a good place to nap

Namjoon once stepped on his pillow with shoes on, since then Yoongi has really disliked Converse “Converse, Converse, I really hate Converse.”

Pretends to sleep when he doesn’t want to deal with people

Once accidentally insulted an Aphrodite kid and was cursed, now his hair changes color every week to match the album cover

Hoseok: Son of Apollo, God of the Sun, Music, Archery, and Poetry

Literal sunshine child

Has a decent singing voice, but still loves to sing loudly and off-key

Skilled in pretty much every weapon but prefers archery 

Best fighter in the group, when he’s serious he goes hard, the monsters never see it coming

Met Yoongi by accidentally tripping over the Son of Hypnos when the other was napping underneath a tree Sope

They both love music and decided they wanted to perform for the other campers

Everyone was BLOWN AWAY. Now they perform once or twice a month

Loves to read sappy poetry to Yoonji, it makes him cry

Often misses his mom, he even wrote a song about her Mama

The definition of extra, loves making campers laugh when things are especially tough “I am your hope! I am your angel!”

Jimin: Son of Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture

Loves tending to the plants on the exterior of his cabin

When fighting, he’s extremely graceful, making his battles look like a dance “Smooth like a like a snake”

Can be fussy over his siblings, he gets it from HIS mom

The last to arrive at camp out of the boys, was 12 years old

Despite coming to camp later, he’s one of the group’s best fighters, uses his flexibility and agility to easily take down monsters 

Was hard for him to make friends at first until a certain Son of Iris knocked him off his feet, literally VMin for the Win

Skilled in controlling plants, especially strawberries since they’re what he first practiced on

Makes the best strawberry jam 

Hobi often tries to get him to sing at the campfire sing along

Many Apollo kids are jealous of his beautiful voice “Tell me a llliiiieeeee~”

Taehyung: Son of Iris, Goddess of Rainbows

Rainbows, rainbows, and more rainbows

Fascinated by the different types of monsters, has a whole journal dedicated to his observations about them 

Adores pegasi the most, often found in the stables attending to them and sneaks a ride whenever he can

Has the power of photokinesis: the ability to control light 

Was once practicing his ability and accidentally shined light in the eye of a Demeter kid tending to the garden on their cabin roof, causing them to fall off

That day, Taehyung met his best friend and soulmate Jimin

Fights with a really shiny knife in order to reflect light that he can control

Faster than most demigods since his mom is a messenger goddess

Often uses his speed to beat a certain Son of Nike in foot races, much to the younger’s displeasure VKook/TaeKook

Extremely friendly, has at least one friend in each cabin that’s occupied, much to the shock of everybody he somehow even befriended a Hunter of Artemis Hwarang hyungs, Baekhyun, Leo, Sungjae, Mark, Park Kyung, etc.

Jungkook: Son of Nike, Goddess of Victory

Extremely competitive, absolutely lives for Capture the Flag games and chariot races

Wins at pretty much everything so teams fight to have him on their team Golden Maknae

Demigod stuff still surprises him so he always looks shocked jungshook

Takes training really seriously, went from lanky to buff, nearly giving his friends a heart attack from the significant change Maknae on top

Still a huge kid though, pesters Jin to go look for sea shells with him along the shore

Skilled fighter, his goal is to one day be able to wipe the floor with Hobi who has been his instructor since he arrived

Holds the record for the fastest lava wall climb

Occasionally joins in at the campfire sing alongs, still kind of shy

He met Jin first, the Son of Aphrodite greeted him upon his arrival with wide shoulders and dad jokes

Loves teasing Jimin about how motherly the other is

[thesuperhero-sessions]

The Superhero Sessions - Chapter 14

Coffee Shop Soundtrack

Sedona’s life had gotten back to the grind but an unexpected guest changes things.

*Author’s note:  Hey everyone! So, the last installment was in October - let’s consider that a mid-season hiatus while the network and producers decided if the show would be canceled or not. Well, thanks to THIS FUCKING PHOTO OH AND ALSO THIS ONE my muse came back long enough for me to take 30 min and write up this chapter. I really want to rename these as episodes because I’ve been viewing this as season one pretty much all along. I don’t owe any one an explanation, but basically the following 3 things happened that killed my muse: Tr*mp. Falling head over heels for one Mr. Sebastian Stan. Getting busy with work and kinda just forgetting how to be creative for a while. I don’t know if/when the next chapter will be posted, but here’s this. xoxo

Also, i titled this after i wrote it, but the song linked in the title kinda inspired said title

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Triggers: None 

Word Count 1560

Masterlist

The light trickled in through the slats on the blinds, and Sedona winced, rolling over to try to stay asleep. She cuddled up against something warm and hard, her nails scraping gently over flesh as she breathed in the scent of mocha and leather. She felt her body pulled flush against the other and nuzzled her face into the broad chest.

“I feel you stirring.” The honey-coated voice spoke out, starting to pull her from her dreams.

“Mmmm not yet. Five more minutes. I don’t have class or work today. Please. Just let me.”

A finger ran up and down her shoulder blade. With all the use and manual labor, his hands should’ve been rougher, but his body would just rebuild. They were softer than silk. Sedona opened her eyes to come face to face with his chest, her fingers  finding the freckles on his pale skin to trace constellations. He laughed - a deep rumbling in his chest. “That tickles.”

Sedona’s chin was lifted to look at the man in her bed. A thick but well maintained beard speckled with hints of auburn in the sunlight. His hair had grown out more, and was now a rich mahogany. But those eyes were still the same. A pale turquoise sparkling like the ocean, yes, with hints of green. Those green flecks that she’d come to memorize. “What happened to five more minutes?” The man asked, his plump lips falling into a lopsided smirk, his brows arched as he regarded her.

Her body felt warm and tingly and soon she realized that there was a satisfying ache between her thighs. A welcome reminder of the night’s events, only fading to have a new desire take it’s place. “Maybe those five minutes are better suited doing something else.”

Steve smirked. “Five minutes? Since when has it ever been only five minutes.” He rolled them over and lowered his lips to her ear. “Babe, you’re not leaving this bed today.”

Sedona jostled awake as her alarm went off, which she promptly shut off. Another was set for 40 minutes from now. He groaned and nearly sobbed for a moment that the bliss was all just a dream. Again. They’d gotten more frequent over the recent months,and what frightened her most was that it wasn’t just simple sex dreams. It was cuddly morning afters. Simple dinners. Grocery shopping. Okay, well, the grocery shopping one involved a unicorn on roller blades and an alligator wearing a hat and trenchcoat trying to sell them insurance for a rocket ship...but other than that it was completely normal.

Months had passed since her trip to Clint’s farm, and she got lost in her rigorous classwork. Sam would touch base with her, especially since she started running the meetings for him. He wanted to be kept in the loop with those he’d been helping. Tony dropped by her apartment unannounced on more than one occasion, and she thanked the gods of every religion that she was always walking in on him  sitting on her couch rather than him walking in on her hanging out in just her underwear. He’d tried to give her an apartment in the city, but she kept telling him no, that it didn’t feel right. Tony finally stopped but the following month she’d found her tuition and student loans to all be paid off. She was frustrated, but couldn’t be mad at him. He was throwing money at...well, not at his problems, but at his lack of them? Pepper still hadn’t taken him back, he missed his friends, and he still hated the government. He had problems - real world ones - and the were harder to solve than aliens, gods, and sentient robots combined.

But it was the day that Steve showed back up in her life that had floored her. She was locking up her office when she spotted a tall, handsome, and vaguely familiar man speaking with someone, who pointed her way. When he smiled and gave an awkward wave, her knees felt like they were going to buckle under her. His hair was a dark brown, as was his full beard.

“Steve! Hey!” She made her way over to him and into his welcome arms. He gave her a squeeze and pulled back enough to look at her.

“No, um, it’s Grant.” he said, nodding with a serious face that dissolved into a smile. “Do you wanna grab some coffee? Catch up? I’ve been doing some soul searching since you left...and I could really use someone to talk to.”

“Is everything alright?” Her face flashed from elation to worry in a millisecond.

“No, no, everything and everyone are fine.” He said, letting his hands hold her shoulders as though she’d drop at any moment. Relief washed over her and she nodded, letting him lead the way.

“So, what are you doing back in New York? Can’t possibly be just for little ol’ me.” Sedona teased.

They sat with their drinks and his eyes twinkled. “And why not? Are you not worth of someone making a trip to see you?”

She could feel the blood rush to her cheeks, and took a sip of her still too hot chocolate to mask it.

“No, I did come out here to start seeing you again. I think you could really help me out. All of us. I just have this knot in my stomach that things won’t be peaceful for long...and I’d really like to have my head on straight for once in my life.  I know you can’t fix me overnight, but I’m willing to start. I’ve never run from a fight, so now I should probably start battling my demons, huh.”

Sedona was a little disheartened that it was basically just a patient visit, but she was still pleased. “I’m surprised no one’s recognized you out here, Grant. Pretty brave risking getting caught.”

He just laughed. “No one has any idea.” He shook his head. “I kinda like it, though. For the first time since I strapped on those tights...I get to just be me.” He stroked his beard. “To risk a pun, this is really growing on me.”

His good mood was infectious. This wasn’t the man she met a few months ago, nor the one she’d studied for so long. She realized how creepy that actually was and knew in that moment she’d never be able to have a relationship with him. Obviously he was a patient and that was illegal, but how do you tell someone you’ve practically obsessed over them since you were a toddler? She shook the thought out of her mind as he mentioned having a gift for her.

“Ste-Grant...you shouldn’t have, really.” He produced a folded piece of paper and slid it over to her.

“I’ve started drawing again. I forgot how much I loved it - and not just doodles, full portraits and scenes. I’ve started to use it to help process my emotions. There was this one that I drew back during the war, a monkey on a -”

“unicycle...I’ve seen it. Tony has it in his office.”

“He does?” Steve paused, looking thoughtful, shaking his head with a light laugh. “Well, go on, look at it.”

She unfolded it and it was a photographically rendered portrait of a woman. Her back was to the viewer and she was practicing archery. It was drawn from midback up, and only a quarter of her face could be seen. Even with the rest hidden, it was clear she had a determined gaze and furrowed brow. She almost looked pissed, but was drawn with such care to make her still look beautiful. The piece was signed, dated, and titled Artemis.

“Is this…?” She furrowed her own brow, looking at it in greater detail, looking up to her companion.

“Yeah, that’s you. From when you were shooting with Clint. I saw you look over after we’d laughed and the expression on your face...You looked like a hunter about to destroy their prey. It was captivating. And...I just want you to know that us laughing had nothing to do with your archery.” He waved his hands across the table, gesturing as he spoke.

“This is….I can’t even...words.” She laughed. “This is amazing. No one’s ever given me something like this before. Thank you. I’m going to get it framed.” Sedona reached forward to give his hand a squeeze.

A woman with long wavy blonde hair had entered the cafe and took her sunglasses off as she looked around. She approached their table and smiled, resting a hand on Steve’s shoulder as she said hi to Sedona.

“Hey!” Steve stood and melted his body against the woman, kissing her cheek. The woman looked to be under 30, but had a hard demeanor. She’s seen some shit in her life and had to toughen up. But the way she smiled back at Steve showed she was kind behind it all. A strong and confident woman, like the rest in the Captain’s life, she reached a hand across the table to Sedona in a firm handshake.

“You must be Sedona.” For once, her name was used instead of qualifiers or job descriptions. “Steve’s told me all about  you.” She rested her hand on his thick pectoral. “I’m Sharon, it’s great to finally meet you.”