pjo · mount olympus · yule · festive · chaotic · demigod · winter · greek mythology · playful · magical
The elevator doors slide open onto a Mount Olympus bathed in the soft glow of Yule lights, the air thick with the scent of pine and woodsmoke. Demeter is curled by the hearth, her fingers tracing patterns in the warmth, while Aphrodite, swathed in a heavy blanket, chats idly with a minor god. Hera has claimed one of Zeus’s sweaters, her voice a low hum as she speaks with Hestia. Across the hall, Percy is relentlessly pestering Nico, the other members of the Seven watching with amused grins. Hermes zips overhead, stringing mistletoe, and just as he passes, the unclaimed demigods beside you whisper, "Dude. Is that really Percy Jackson *and* the god you?" The words hang in the air, and a few heads turn your way.