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At first glance, it looks like an ordinary cabin, but when hit by sunlight it looks as if it's made of solid gold, and gleams so much that it is difficult to look at.
he was drawing in the corner of camp, under a tree in the shade, trying to avoid the sun
it wasn't the kind of drawing that usually attracted a daughter of apollo, but it was certainly stunning enough to do the trick
sketches of temples filled the page, each different and so detailed that it made her eyebrows jump all the way up to her hairline
each temple sketch was so specific for the deity it corresponded to that she was floored
the amount of detail, the smoothness, and the certainty of the lines—she almost thought that he was an apollo kid himself
when she said something to him from over his shoulder, he slammed the sketchbook shut, cheeks flushed, and static traveling from his fingertips all the way up to his elbows
most people at camp know of jason grace, but they don’t quite know jason grace
at first, she falls into the first category—only knew of jason grace until that afternoon, when she caught him drawing temple designs under the tree
but ever since that one afternoon, she just keeps showing up to that tree whenever she sees his blond hair lighting up with the sun from where she sits and practices her simple interrupted sutures
she waltzes up to him like clockwork, her hair catching the sun like a halo, and asks him what temple he’s working on now
it takes him off guard that she was coming up to talk to him again
but he finally stammers out a response, that it’s the temple for a deity that was primarily worshipped in calbria for this or that, and had been complaining to jupiter for some years now
it’s not that he’s surprised that she’s talking to him, he’s more surprised at how easy it is
jason isn’t used to talking being that easy
he’s used to a conversation being like some sort of over-complicated battle maneuver
only forty-five percent of it is actually the words coming out of his mouth; the other forty percent is looking at the face of the other person to see if what he had been saying was well received, and then the leftover five percent was saved for the scolding that jason gave himself afterward because he could have said something differently, something better
It’s different with her, though
his shoulders don’t tense up, and his thoughts don’t try to run away from him as he speaks
from then on, Jason could be seen trailing after her around camp half-blood like a leash-trained puppy
jason goes from sitting all the way in the back, just observing the nightly campfire, to sitting stiffly next to her by all of the other apollo kids in the most crowded part
she manages to get him to sing with them after a few tries
it’s a lot of mumbled lyrics, but he can’t help but light up when he sees how happy his effort makes her
jason spends a lot of time in the apollo cabin because it’s so much nicer to be in a lively cabin with siblings that care for each other than to be in cabin 1 where it’s just him and the statue of his father
he bonds with the younger apollo kids quickly, showing them how he can make little things float around the cabin when he controls the wind around them
he’s not jason grace to the other apollo kids
he’s just their sister’s boyfriend, who looks too cordial to be that awkward
jason starts to sit at the apollo table with her because it’s so much better to watch her talk to her siblings like this instead of from across the dining pavilion, all alone at the cabin 1 table
jason is just as reserved as he was before, just because she starts dragging him around camp with her doesn’t change who he is
he just smiles a lot more now
makes a lot more snarky comments when something funny happens
he gets a lot better at it, too, deadpanning at just the right time, just so he can keep hearing her laugh
if he’s lucky, he can get a few of her siblings to laugh because then she’ll laugh for longer
her laughter isn’t just noise; it’s not just sound to jason
maybe it’s because she’s a daughter of apollo, maybe that makes her laughter contagious, maybe it makes her laughter sound like the kind of music that makes the breath catch in jason’s chest
her laugh makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up; it makes his heart rate pick up to a concerning degree
her laugh makes his lips curl upwards; it makes that little silver scar on his lip stretch just enough for her to lean over and give it a quick kiss
and then when she turns to jason, smile wide—laughter bubbling up and out of her like a shaken can of soda?
that’s when little bits of electricity dance along his fingertips, bouncing back and forth until they venture up to his wrists and wrap around his forearms, because that laugh could end wars
or maybe even start them
it was enough for jason to wear a silly halloween costume with her one year just to hear her giggle about it, even though the fabric was grating and caught on his skin
P.D. I actually hate this one and I prob will remake it if I have time, but I didn't have anything else to post. And I don't plan on extending these 'p.d.'s on every moodboard, sorry.
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Imagine being in an art contest and this bitch pulls up and u know u r cooked 😭😭.
yeah I was thinking HMMMMM how would Apollo look in a modern AU and BOOM inspiration told me he would either be a literature, art or music student….or….all of them lol. Anywayssss HERMES IS COMING UPPP
