Demigods As... (Vol. I)

Demigods As Aesthetics

Child of Zeus: Denim jackets, curly wet hair, sleepless nights, silhouettes against the sunset, riding the back of the shopping cart, the sound of an electric guitar, secretly being a nerd but never showing it, watching endless YouTube, that attractive half-smirk, being able to arch only one eyebrow, slurping noodles weirdly.

Child of Hades: Soft blankets, cloudy nights when the stars aren't visible, inky pens, the smell of freshly turned-up earth, the fire and sparks in the coals of an almost-dead fire winking out one by one, cello music, writing angsty fanfiction, gazing out a window at a storm, watching conspiracy theories at 3AM, either eating constantly or forgetting what food is for three days straight.

Child of Poseidon: Wind blowing through your hair, sticking your hand out the sunroof of a car, the crash of waves against the shore, the dizzying feeling of being up so high you can see everything, worn-out sneakers, using a newly sharpened pencil, staring at someone you like, finding little treasures outside in nature, making up stories about strangers, passing notes in class.

Child of Demeter: The trickle of a nearby fountain, the nostalgia of reading an old diary, sitting outside in the sun all day, sharing inside jokes, snuggling with kittens, sleeping in late, being the 'mom friend' in your squad, singing songs around a campfire, picking up fallen petals, finding shapes in the clouds, old converse, tie-dyed shirts.

Child of Ares: The fierce gleam of competition in your opponent's eyes, running down an empty road, the thwack of a hammer hitting a nail, the low rumble of thunder in the distance, wearing black whenever you want, befriending stray dogs or cats, supporting your friends no matter what, wind whistling sharply through trees, tough on the outside soft on the inside.

Child of Athena: The wonderful feeling of opening a new book, the peace of a library, wandering outside in the rain, having only a few really close friends, taking a book everywhere with you, the sound of a pen scratching on paper, walking alone in the woods in the early morning fog, always thinking, the thunk of a knife or arrow hitting its target, playing an instrument just for fun.

Child of Apollo: Piano music, the light of the sun first peeking over the horizon, a lone basketball bouncing, singing musicals with friends, watching conspiracy theories till you fall asleep, playing music loudly because you don't care who hears, attempts at improv with siblings, running your fingers through your hair, tapping out rhythms on literally anything when you're bored.

Child of Artemis: Laughing with friends into the night, the gleam of the moonlight in the forest, the lonely howl of a wolf, telling stories about scars acquired long ago, pine needles brushing your skin, whispering to a friend in the dark, sitting at the peak of a mountain just to think, skipping a pebble across the top of a lake, the twang of a bowstring pulling taut.

Child of Hephaestus: The smell of your favorite food cooking, the warm crackling of a fire, hands covered in grease, the quiet ticking of a clock, candle wax dripping, running your fingers along a smooth surface, curling up in thick blankets after a long day, being super goofy with your friends, candles flickering to life, fireworks in the night sky far above.

Child of Aphrodite: Being crazy outside at 2AM, listening to music through earbuds, snuggling with friends while watching movies, never crying until you're alone, either perfectly applying makeup or not caring about makeup at all, spinning in a long dress to make the skirt swirl, messy buns, worn-out sandals, weird silly selfies, tackling your best friend in a hug.

Child of Hermes: Hastily scrawled notes, planning adventures with friends, rapping the hardest verse correctly, sticking up for a friend, a brook flowing over rocks, dozens of selfies, gazing out the window of a plane, sketching random objects, the clang of metal on metal, hollering along at a huge concert, pestering your friends to do something fun.

Child of Dionysus: running down a beach at sunset, walking through a big city, doing crazy stunts with friends, trying on old theatre costumes, journaling in a special notebook, lying awake at night to think, laughing at really old memes, cuddling with a pet, the sound of wind whistling through the trees, reenacting movie scenes with your siblings.