The Greek Gods...and you as well.

First encounter *not all deities*

(A/N): So, hello! This is a preference book for the Greek gods. In case you didn't read the description, (Hell ya, caught y'all description-skippers) then here's how this'll work: I'm going to start with a select few deities, as seen here, and work with those until someone requests that I add another deity to the mix. Knowing full well that half of you guys reading this are fans of Rick Riordan's books, I am happy to oblige if someone requests that I do a oneshot or something of a character from those series, EXCEPT KANE CHRONICLES AND TRIALS OF APOLLO! I HAVE NOT GOTTEN TO THOSE BOOKS BUT CAN DO ALL OTHERS. Another thing is that I will do a little Q + A every once in awhile after gathering questions. You can ask about fandoms or get to know me a little. If you do not see your comment then I was either uncomfortable answering it or will do it next Q + A! 

Zeus - Like any normal Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in a museum, bored out of my mind because no one spends their weekends at museums anymore. I was only there because I didn't take a shift on Friday, because my sister having a birthday party. 

  Deciding to take my own one billionth tour around the museum, I realized a voice was creeping through the large hall where we had all of our classical paintings and statues up for display. It sounded like Greg, the guy who sold tickets outside. He must have given up since no one comes nowadays.

  Then, oddly enough, another voice swooped through the hall in whole-hearted laughter. The man sounded unfamiliar, but I was sure he wasn't going to be that way for too much longer.

(A/N: I'm sorry, but I'mma leave this one for second meeting. Zeus sucks, and I hate writing about him.....sorry peeps.)

Hera - I walked up the stairs to my apartment, hoping that my dog hadn't destroyed anything. I walked down the hall that lead to my apartment, starting to realize there was no hope in thinking my dog hadn't done anything. I passed a door that was slightly cracked, and warmth flooded through me. I stopped, not thinking about how much of an idiot I was being, and let the warm air flood through my veins. New York was too cold for a southerner like me.

"Honey, ask to come in if you're that cold." A regal and poised, yet almost relaxed looking woman opened the door even more. Her eyes shined with a golden light that complemented her honey colored hair wonderfully. 

"Ah, yes. May I come in?" I asked, noticing how close we seemed in age. Maybe this could be my chance.

^ Time skip brought to you by Jack singing Ariana Grande ^

"So, your husband cheated on you over twenty times?" I asked, and heard Hera mumble something like two-hundred, "That's horrible!"

"(Y/N), my husband knows nothing of stability. He - he's like a storm. you can never tell when or why he'll do something."

"I'm sorry, Hera." I mumbled.

Poseidon - Seagulls glided away from me as I walked down a boardwalk, fishing pole in hand. I was planning on teaching myself how to fish. 

Setting up everything, I took my rod and swung behind me, thinking I was going to swing it back forward, letting the line sink into the water. That, of course, did not happen. the fish hook caught itself on my arm, sinking in deeply.

Blood ran down my arm. "Shit."

"the fish do not like that language. But, uh, never mind that. Do you need help getting that fish hook out before you get reeled in?"

I turned around and saw a curly haired guy with green-grey eyes staring at me and smiling widely.

"Yes, yes I do, Fish Whisperer." I said, getting a laugh out of him. 

he walked over and started to examine the fish hook. he took out a handkerchief and wiped some blood away before abruptly pulling the hook out of my arm. I yelped, but it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would.

"That's better. Thank you, Fish Whisperer."

The man smiled again. "Call me Poseidon."

Hermes - Coffee. Coffee is very important. As are memes. Both are important when waking up. 

I was in a coffee shop, drinking my pumpkin spice latte, because I hate myself, and looking at memes mixed up with some vines. I was about to start my vine compilation, not realizing my headphones weren't in the port of my computer.

So, yeah, then this happens. My computer blasts "MotHer TruCkeR duDe" at ear rape volume before I can jam my flipping earbuds into their port.

The whole coffee shop stares at me. One young, pretttttttyyyy fine looking dude just yells. "thAt hUrt LikE a bUttCheEk oN a sTicK"

He made his way over to me and sat down. he looked me up and down, which made me feel weird, probably because I thought I was fat. I dunno. 

"So, ya like vines?" he asked, smirking. I blushed. damn he was cute.

"I mean, yeah. I guess. Maybe not anymore though. I might have PTSD from this experience." I laughed lightly. 

"Before we get into a deep conversation on the topic of vine induced embarrassment, I'm Hermes." He said, pointing his two thumbs at his chest. 

"I'm (Y/N), nice to meet you, Hermes."

Hermes suddenly stared at my drink. "Oh man. You must hate yourself."

I realized he was talking about my latte. "Yup. Sure do." 

Apollo - "Yeah, you're gonna want to tune that." someone said behind me as I picked up an acoustic guitar. I had been looking for one recently

I turned around to see a blonde man frowning at the strings on the guitars.

"I'll take note of that." I said, being a flipping independent woman cuz frick yeah. I started to tune the guitar, and the guy exhaled and started to walk away.

"Hey, but, um, thanks for telling me, uh, Apollo." I said and smiled. he smiled slightly too.

Aphrodite - Ulta Beauty. That place where you go when you have to pick out makeup that may or may not make your acne worse. Upon walking in the door I was met with a flowery scent and a busty woman up in my face.

"Ooh, you would be great for a makeover! Hun, if you'll let me, I'll glam your face up so hard it'll make James Charles give up on life!" 

But, did I want this unknown James give up on life? Maybe he needs to be strong, but whatever. Maybe she'll show me some stuff I actually like.

"Sure, as long as you leave this James person alone."

"Yes! now sit in that chair, and Aphrodite is gunna work her magic!" she screeched, making jazz hands and running away to get makeup and stuff. 

The only question I had was: WHO THE FRICK WAS JAMES CHARLES?

(A/N):Ooooof! That was fun....and odd. Anyway, What I planned is that I'm going to do these guys for a bit, then start gradually adding Hades, Demeter, and the likes. Hestia and Artemis ones WILL BE PLATONIC AND PLATONIC ONLY! Next up is going to be a YoUr FiRsT kIsS oOoOoHhH