(This is an AU where relationships and sex is allowed, just no formal commitment like marriage. Hookups are okay though!)

Thalia had joined the Hunters of Artemis when she was sixteen.

She was eighteen now. She remembered her eighteenth birthday clearly. She’d gone a little crazy with the tattoos and piercings, but she loved each one.

Right now, the Hunters were staying temporarily at Camp Half-Blood, a fact that Thalia adored because it meant she could love on you.

Being part of The Hunt meant that Thalia was often travelling with her “sisters” and sometimes even Artemis herself for months at a time, the only source of communication an Iris Message or dream communication through the Empathy Link the two of you shared.

But now, Thalia was here, and she was happy. Currently, Thalia was having a cigarette in the woods mid Capture The Flag- Camp against Hunters.

Thalia was competitive, to put it lightly, and she was determined to continue the Huntresses against Camp.

But her wits were no match for your stupid, lovely eyes.

You were on the Camp team, and you were using your pretty blue eyes to make Thalia feel like she was drowning in a sea, but that was fine.

It didn’t hurt that you were all up in her, either. That was just a nice plus, until she saw your bother Percy sprinting towards their flag.

Thalia took off after him, yelling vile, vile things at you in both Greek and English.

You smiled and joined the chase, not trying to catch Thalia, but more to see her face when Camp won.

The look on Thalia’s face when Chiron blew the Conch horn as he smiled was priceless.

She had… lost?