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girlypop Cedric (sofia the 1st) is right there too!!

just gonna put this out there…

Characters (not in order)

Kūsaku Yumeno “Q” (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Jason Todd (DC)

Claire Nuñez (Tales of Arcadia)

Claudia (The Dragon Prince)

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Cruella de Vil (Cruella, 2021 and 101 Dalmations, 1961)

Odd Todd (Odd Squad)

Princess Ivy (Sofia the First

Takashi Shirogane “Shiro” (Voltron: Legendary Defender)

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Yan!Telemachus x reader

⚠Warnings⚠ blood, telegraph being delulu, forced relationship, The suitors, blood, death, dead bodies mentioned. Television going mad, choking.

✎Note✐ reader is a female in this. this is epic this musical based not the actual mythology. This took me 4 months because I'm lazy as fuck.

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you were always there.

You were there to comfort him when the suitors picked on him ever since he was a child.

You were there when he began to question about his Father's identity, although he got answers from his mother yet he still felt like he knew nothing about his father.

You were there when he felt lonely in the palace.

You had watched him grow into a man.

Something his father didn't

You were there for him

Him

Him

you were a daughter of a servant but it didn't matter much to him. you met the prince years ago when he was crying under the long dinning table, it seems like the suitors picked on him as usual.

You heard a noise under the table, you bent down to check the noise only to see a kid that looks like to be around your age sobbing "Why are you crying?." You asked the sobbing child. He didn't answer, simply looked away, avoiding your gaze "..." You wait for an answer which he didn't give.

After a while you stood up and turned to leave, before speaking once again "I'll leave you alone if you don't wanna talk-" he grabbed your wrist "Don't.." He mumbled loud enough for you to hear him yet he didn't turn to look at you. You just went along with his antics.

Years passed by and soon enough the both of you are in the ripe age of 20, Young and full of life.

The both of you were inseparable, wherever you'd go to, he would follow right behind you. Although you didn't work in the palace yet you spent most of your time there, you kind of live there, you even have a room in the palace. It's mostly because Telemachus insists on you staying there when it gets too dark there.

Many suitors would tease and mock the two of you, especially Telemachus. Saying that 'the little prince found himself a plaything or a mistress', you don't care about their words because you didn't expect anything less from these men but Telemachus does get a little bit defensive when it comes to you when they say anything about you. Yeah you get it you're his best friend but he's defensive in way as if he is protecting his honor. It's quite silly and you tease him about it from time to time.

But you never thought anything of it seriously up till now. to you, Telemachus was just a friend protecting his friend from shitty men.

In reality it was so much more to him than you ever thought...

To Telemachus, you're not just his friend, you're his soulmate, his comfort zone, his lover.. I mean yeah it's nothing official yet but you must also feel the same! He swears you have been giving him mixed signals! And his mother likes you as well so that's a bonus.

He just needed the perfect moment to confess his feelings, to make this relationship official in eyes of everyone. Especially these damned men..

You may think that he simply plan to just say 'I love you' under some olive tree in a sweet romantic atmosphere. Well, sort of. but he also plan to propose, yes, a proposal.

He believes that both of you are soulmates, just need it to be official, so why not just propose while confessing? He definitely got his father smarts.

He is just a man

While wondering around in the garden since the suitors, much to everyone's annoyance, had taken over the hall which lead you and Telemachus to hang around the garden or in his room away from the suitors who would spoil your mood.

You sit down next to television under one of the olive trees in the grand garden of the palace, you kept dozing off before you noticed Telemachus staring at you with those brown eyes of his "you and that staring habit of yours.." You commented before yawning, last night you couldn't sleep well, once again you ended sleeping in the palace but due to your unfortunate luck the suitors were partying all night.

"You look dead, the suitors again?." He sighs, his arm wrapping around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. You glare at him which made him pout "this is your fault so shut up.." You muttered under your breath before taking a deep breath trying to keep yourself calm.

you felt ungrateful but the room that Telemachus gave you for sleeping over wasn't that grand, it wasn't even in the Royal Wing where the big wow rooms were, that's why unlike telemarketing here you heard the partying as if you were part of the party, unlike him who's room is too far from the chaos.

"You know I can't just you a room like that, I want to, but it will cause a headache and rumors." He spoke with a tone of annoyance. this is enough.. Ever since you woke if you had slept to begin with your mood has been shit and anything now can make you explode "since when you care about rumors? If you actually cared you wouldn't have given me a room to begin with, what kind of Prince let's his female friend in his place in night time when she has a house? Or what kind of friend holds his friend so close? That doesn't scream friendship!" You couldn't help but point out his logic and weird mindset.

With that being said, his pout turned into a glare, he lets go of you "well I can't let you just go out at night!! What if someone tries to attack you in the middle of the night?!" He retorts which only pissed you off.

"I understand your concern but I will be fine because me getting attack isn't likely, your grace." You voice filled with sarcasm, it hit a nerve of his "what makes you think so? You saw the suitors, what makes you think they won't bother you more than just words?."

"You have a point but it's unlikely because unlike you, I'm a nobody, they won't waste their time on a nobody while trying to get her highness's hand." That shuts him up as he turns away, giving you his back "you're not a nobody.. You're with me and that's makes you a target for them." He murmured and you decided just to change the topic in order to avoid more headaches because in the name of the gods you're not in the mood.

Just tag along with him, whatever he says you will just nod with a forced smile.

No you are not a pushover but sometimes it's just not worth it to engage in endless conversations especially not when you are on 3 hours of sleep so just play along

"Alright alright.. What did you want to talk about? You called told me that you had something important to say..." He finally turns back to look at you, his eyes shines again "ah that.."

But looking at your tired face made his smile fade. Television may be a dumb bitch sometimes but he knows better than asking your hand in marriage while you're in this state because you will either slap him or ignore him, he'll wait for a more suitable timing when you are in a better state of mood and sleep.

"Well.. You are right, it is my fault that you didn't get enough sleep, technically half my fault- but I have decided to redeem myself!" He stands up and grabs your hand, dragging you with him. Soon enough you two are in the Royal Wing "pick whatever room you like!" He exclaims in excitement as if he is the one who is getting the room.

Well you didn't expect that.. Why now? This wasn't the first time you complain about the noise so why out of nowhere he changed his 'morals' even though he insisted that it would be inappropriate? Maybe he finally got it through his thick sulk that no one cares if he gave you a room here because everyone already assumes that you two are in a relationship. Whatever, you still wouldn't turn down his generous offer.

"If you say so.." You start to look around. He follows you around just like usually, everytime you almost pick a room that is not next to his he says that he doesn't approve of your choice, that there is better options. "Ugh.. If you don't trust my taste then give me a recommendation, honey.." you say the last part with obvious sarcasm but he takes it as serious endearment for some reason.

"well.. I think the best choice would be a chamber next to mine, don't you think so?." He says with a proud smile on that stupid face of his.. A smile that makes you wanna smack him which he would let you do because you touch him in the process so win is a win? "Ah? Didn't expect that recommendation from a guy who was all about being 'inappropriate'.. Well whatever you say your Highness." You accepted his choice because 1. as long as you're getting one in the Royal wing away from these scumbags you're fine with whatever chamber it is. 2. You're not in the mood to argue about chambers that you don't see any difference in.

His lips curve into a grin at your answer "I knew you'd see within reason!. Now go rest in your new chambers, the maids will wake you up later!." He pushes you into the door, you know that you should excuse yourself and go to your own house to sleep but who would refuse sleeping in the Royal wing? Not you.

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Well you'd be lying if you say that it wasn't one of the best naps you have ever had, you hated that you had to wake up but something is going on.. There's a lot of screams.. What is going on?.

You don't know if you should go check it or not. Considering the worst, that the suitors would have actually decided to take over.. Then you're dead either way. If you went out then it's an easy death because you're just fucking girl against 108 men! And they're without doubt armed.. But even if you stayed here, they will come for you after they killed.. Telemachus..

...wait...

TELEMACHUS!!!

You can't stay in this room, you don't care if you die if you go out. You're dead either way but you have to find Telemachus before, gods forbidden, they got to him.

You run through the halls ignoring the strong smell of iron. Blood is everywhere.. Gods.. Is it really the suitors doing?..

Huh..?

Is that antinous body..?

Now that you look around you carefully, the bodies that is laying everywhere is the suitors bodies.

"What are you doing here?.. You were supposed to be asleep." You recognize that voice.. Telemachus. Despite the warmth in his voice and his gentle tone yet it doesn't ease you at all, especially not when he is covered in blood from head to toe.. "Don't worry, they had it coming my dear." His hand reaches out to yours, his grip is tight as if he afraid that you might disappear if he let's go.

His brown eyes softens as he notices the terror in your face as anyone would be afraid cus the fuck there is 108 dead bodies here. "Don't worry.. Everything will be fine from now on.. My father is back by the way!" He says, trying to lighten up the bloody mood.

This was.. Another kind of surprise. You may have not told Telemachus about this but you also shared the belief that Odysseus was dead because it's been 20 years already.. But good for him I guess?. But wait, where is the rest of his crew-

He started walking, heading out of this messy Hall. "Let's go take a walk, like we always do to relive stress." 'Is he fucking serious? A massacre just happened.' You screamed inside of your head, Although you do agree that they had it coming- but still, taking a walk after killing people? This is not the Telemachus you know.. Wtf happened during your nap?.

As you two walk through the garden you noticed that Telemachus still has blood on his face. Your free hand reach out and tries to wipe the blood of his face.. It's just that seeing him with blood on his face just didn't sit right with you.. It gives you chills.. And the distant look in his eyes when is staring into anything else besides you, it's starting to worry you.

If his eyes aren't on you they lose the spark in them, they become rather empty and cold. It has been like this as long as you remember but now you see it clearer than before. Maybe it's the fact that he is taking a walk with a nonchalant face despite the massacre that is recently happened that makes you pay attention to such details now.

"The sun is setting.. It's beautiful, no?." He tries to start a conversation, trying to make the silence less heavy. "You know? I always thought your smile is brighter than any shining star." He stops and smiles at you, his eyes filled with love. He doesn't bother trying to hide his affection to you. He doesn't care anymore.

"Thanks-" "will you marry me?."

Well isn't that straight to the point?.

"What?.. Marry you?.." You can't even respond to this ridiculous proposal if you are willing to call it that. It's not that Telemachus is bad, it's just you never saw him that way. You never did.

His smile flatters as he sees the awkwardness and hesitation in your voice and eyes. Did he get it all wrong? Was it all just in his eyes? Don't answer that. He doesn't accept this, he simply doesn't. "What's wrong?. I love you and you love me, so let's get married." He his grip on your hand tightens.

"Telemachus.. I think there is a huge misunderstanding.." you try to reason with him but he doesn't want to accept this reality "no there isn't! You love me!."

Television is having a caylpso moment here

"I do love you, but not that way!" You rise your voice and try to pull your hand away from his.

Something in him broke. His eyes no longer hold that shine in them despite him starting right at you.."I think you got it wrong, love. You. Will. Marry. Me."

You finally manage to get out of his grip and step away from him "I think I made it clear when I said no!. No means no-" his hands wrap around your throat, threatening to actually choking you. Is he crazy!?!

"Why are you being stubborn? Just accept it my love, we'll live happily together. Think about the life you'll have as princess and later queen of Ithaca?."

He pulls you closer to him, your face are few inches away from his "now.. Tell me again, will you marry me?." He whispers to your ear like it's a secret not meant to share with anyone.

his grip on your neck tightening. As much as you don't want this, right now Telemachus seems pretty unhinged.. You are afraid that saying no might make him choke you for real.. You'll just say yes for now till he is in a better state to talk to.

"Y-yes" as soon as you say this simple world he let's go of you, allowing you to take a deep breath. "I knew you'd see reason, dear.." He speaks as if he wasn't just choking you few minutes earlier. "Let's go back, rest first then we'll share the great news.. Let's complete the joy of my father's return with the joy of our marriage." He presses a kiss into your forehead.

Months passed since that day.

You thought you'd talk him out of it later when he is in a better state but you were so so wrong, even after months he was still pretty much stubborn. He says you can't walk out of it now because you two are engaged for the gods sake! He reminds you that this is a royalty matter, you can't just break such engagement without good reasoning as if forcing it upon on you isn't good reason.

You don't know what to do anymore. Telemachus isn't planning on breaking off this cursed engagement and Penelope tries to tell you that everything will be okay and that she had always wanted you as a daughter and Odysseus pretty much doesn't care as long as his son is happy.

You can't find a solution and the wedding date is approaching..

But it's okay, you will learn to live with it ♥︎.

First time writing something that isn't about Baldwin IV so I'm scared and I kinda wanted to try out writing something else so please accept this food 🙏🏻

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welcome back to the show!

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i’ll miss u c!quackity 😿😿

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YOU KNOW WHERE TO GO 🎰🎰🎰

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HOLY SHIT I LEAVE FOR TWO YEARS AND THIS IS WHAT I MISS WHEN I COME BACK??

the issue that provoked this stream needing to be made was that dream used a slur and needed to address it, instead he went live for 3 hours adressing the following topics.

-quackity

-how tommy is on his knees for quackity

- how tommy is a fake friend and hates quackity

-trump and how he’s a trumpie

-tommy was close with bad people like logan paul and w*lbur when he was 16 so he must be bad cause people cant change

-he’s not weird for messaging tommy’s mom and that’s totally normal

-quackity

-he’s not gay

-aimsey is an evil mastermind and is trying to get dream and george cancelled

-he’s an evil racist pedophile who made everyone sign ndas (that’s what everyone wants him to be apparently)

-quackity

-jack is cheating on ellie (rumor has it)

-there’s rumors about tubbo but he can’t say them

-adhd and autism and how he’s not to blame because of that

-harry is an idiot and only hates him because he quote tweeted him four years ago

-quackity

-people were sharing porn with minors in his discord but it’s okay because they asked everyone to not treat them differently

-actually everything is the fans fault and they’re the ones who ruined everyone’s friendship and he would be best friends with quackity if it wasn’t for the fans

-tommy is manipulating everyone and is actually evil but no he’s not he’s not a bad guy he’s just the worst

things he didn’t address:

-the r slur

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wtf happened i was gone for two years??

twitter dump of my faves of this fuckass horrible ass reunion. welcome back everypony

part two part three

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so what if 99.074% of my storage space goes to screenshots, downloads, and pictures of clouds? i live life, i was a born photographer

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Communication

(You're intended to be a deer demon here. Or any animal that bleats.)

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If only to throw off the other residents of the hotel and the sheer entertainment value of the baffled expressions of said residents, Alastor will often have full on conversations with you-

-just by bleating alone.

It's utterly fascinating to some, namely Charlie (who thinks it's 'romantic' to have a secret language amongst each other.)

And Angel Dust, who believes you two are dirty talking right in front of everyone.

Niffty may or may not agree.

Everyone else just thinks Alastor is talking shit behind their backs to you or trying to manipulate you into giving your soul to him without them knowing.

If Alastor knew it was this entertaining, he would've done so a lot earlier. As for the actual lovely conversations he had on a regular basis with you...

Well, wasn't that already obvious enough?

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when tea looks better then you

a warm cup of tea 🍵

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ppl rlly be saying 'school is so memorable!'

u should lie less

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You already know why I’m here. Sitting in Poseidon’s lap, please and thank you 😌🔱🌊

Of course. Ask and I shall provide, friend. 🙂‍↕️🌸 Enjoy~

🫧Sitting in Poseidon's lap🫧

“Lean your head back a bit, Guppy.” Poseidon instructed, his voice slightly muffled from the comb he had between his teeth. You were nestled in his crossed legs, wiggling excitedly as he threaded his fingers through your hair with almost reverent care, his brows furrowed in concentration. You did as you were told, craning your neck slightly back, and you felt his calloused fingers brush against your forehead and temples as he maneuvered a few stray locks of hair back with the rest, before he began meticulously weaving one braid along your temple. 

“And please, sit still.” 

A soft, amused laugh left you at his slightly irritated tone, which held no bite, only fondness, and you took a deep breath to calm yourself enough to stop your excited movements in his lap. 

Never had you imagined that your divine lover would have offered to help you with your hair for an event, but when he had arrived earlier in the day, seeing you huff and puff at your vanity, he had guided you to sit on the bed, grabbing your comb along the way, and was now carefully braiding your hair. Closing your eyes, you let out a contented hum and focused on the gentle caress and motions of Poseidon's skilled fingers doing their magic on your unruly hair. 

“What is this event again?” He questioned from behind you, now weaving another braid along the opposite temple after having secured the first one with the comb somehow. Out of reflex you turned your head to look at him over your shoulder, only for Poseidon to give you a small glare, before firmly positioning your head like he wanted with a soft grunt. You apologized with a small chuckle, and closed your eyes again before answering. “It's a charity event. There'll be an auction, which I will be in charge of.” You explained, your hands beginning to fiddle with the sash of your dress as the anxiety of hosting said auction began rearing its ugly face. 

The hands in your hair momentarily paused before resuming their work, and Poseidon sounded a small hum. A comfortable silence fell over the two of you, even as you kept nervously fidgeting with the sash in your lap. You felt Poseidon's hands and fingers linger on some spots as he worked, a fingertip tracing the shell of your ear, a thumb subtly rubbing gentle circles at your nape and his fingers massaging your scalp soothingly. There was a gentle gust of wind that blew over your neck, and a small shiver went through you. Opening your eyes, you glanced back at him through your peripheral, curious as to what he was doing, the gust of wind a sign of him using some sort of divine power. 

“You'll see soon enough, Gem.” You narrowed your eyes slightly at Poseidon's words, his knowing smirk evident in his voice, so you just huffed in half-hearted annoyance. An amused chuckle sounded behind you, and you felt Poseidon fasten several things into the braids. “There. Give me your phone.” Without looking back, you handed him your phone, and a few seconds later you heard the telltale sign of a picture being snapped before you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you back against his chest. You craned your neck back, this time to look up at him, and he leaned down slightly, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead, before holding your phone up in front of you, and a soft gasp escaped you when you saw what he had to your hair. 

Two medium sized braids went from your temples, combining into a single big one, the braids were weaved loosely, and inserted between the strands were pearls and crystal clear droplet shaped gems of various sizes, but none bigger than a fingernail. Before Poseidon could even react, you had snatched the phone out of his grasp, zooming in on the picture, studying the intricate braids and the beautiful ornaments he had decorated them with, your jaw dropped in awe. “Seidon, wha- how-” Words failed you as you took in the beautiful hairdo on your phone screen. You could scarcely believe that it was your hair if it wasn’t for him having obviously just styled it. Poseidon merely chuckled, highly amused by your stunned awe, and he rested his chin on your shoulder to look at the picture alongside you. 

“Millennia of practice, Guppy. And a little divine bedazzling. I believe you called decorating something with shiny and sparkling objects that.” He hummed as he turned his head to place a soft kiss against your temple, careful not to disturb his hard work, before trailing his lips down the side of your neck in chaste, soothing kisses. “You’re anxious about tonight, so I thought that if you felt like the most beautiful woman at the event, which you would have been regardless of the braid and accessories, it’d help boost your self-esteem.” Poseidon muttered in a gentle, reassuring voice, which was slightly muffled by speaking against your bare shoulder. Gently, he pried the phone from your hands, tossing it carefully onto the corner of the bed, before he turned you in his arms so you’d be facing him, and a large hand cupped your jaw. You looked up at him with big, grateful eyes, and you threw your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. 

“Thank you.”

Poseidon smiled fondly at your softly spoken words, and he held you tightly against him, his lips pressing a loving kiss just behind your ear, his lips moving up to trail along the shell of your ear, his teeth barely grazing the sensitive skin as he sweetly whispered into it. 

“You’re going to do amazing tonight, my heart. And when you get home, we’ll celebrate your debut as an event host together, yeah?”

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Hi! This is my first time requesting anything ever so I don't even really know how this work- I was wondering if you could do like a part 2 of your Poseidon x reader NSFW fic, with his wounds being healed he would be making due on his promise. Thanks!!

Thank you for requesting! Here's a part 2 where Poseidon is all healed up and ready to... return the favor.

Pairing: Poseidon x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, breath play, sex in the ocean, creampie, teasing, human!Reader

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A/N: The breath play part just happened, I wasn't even planning on it.

Poseidon wasn't grumpy that often, or as clingy really. Since he got came back to you, injured and hurt in more ways than once he hasn't been able to get enough of you. As soon as Poseidon got better he urged you to come swimming with him. It was an innocent enough request. Not.

The ocean was his domain after all, he was in charge there but every time you were together there he made sure that the sea was calm, clear, not too cold and not too hot, just enough to provide a pleasant chill from the sun. You've had many dates on the beach as well, but Poseidon never stayed on land for too long.

His watery arm wrapped around your middle as he pulled you into the ocean, a wicked grin on his lips, a matching one gracing yours. "Can't be patient? You're a God, you should have better self control."

"Perhaps so, but I've been on the receiving end of things for a while. Now that I'm fully healed I would like to return the favor. Sound fair?" Poseidon was already disappearing under the surface as your laughed. You saw him smiling at you before he swam closer, his hands spreading your legs. "Such a pretty treasure I found down here." His lips pressed against your clit, warming it up in the cool water, tongue pressing and prodding.

Your hands grabbed at him, fisting into his silky black hair to have something to brace against, something to help you grind against his face better. "This isn't fair. You're not… you're teasing."

He didn't respond, not wanting to move his mouth from you. But as an act of mercy he slipped a finger in, no trouble at all, and let it stay there, massaged by your inner walls. His tongue rolled and circled around your clit, making patterns, going from slow to fast and then slow again, as unpredictable as the ocean itself.

"Not enough. You're not doing enough, I can't… I need… I want your cock. I- ah!" You felt his sharp teeth graze your clit and his hand wrap tighter around you, almost circling around you entirely. You were on the verge of an orgasm, so close, but he didn't fuck you how he knew he needed to. As if that wasn't enough he waited just until you were about to say something and then pulled you under.

For a split second you though you were gonna get a mouthful of water only to taste yourself on your tongue, not the salt of the ocean.

He silenced the gasp you made when he pushed his cock balls deep into you, moving mercilessly in and out. His lips never left yours as he fucked his thick, hard cock in and out of your pussy, his speed not at all slowed by the ocean. You wrapped your arms around his neck and shoulders, wanting him closer, needing him almost as much as you needed air.

But he didn't let you go, he kept fucking you even as your lungs burned, your moans getting higher and higher, faster. Your nails raked across his skin as your pussy clenched around him, sucking him in deeper, barely willing to let him pull out. Poseidon surfaced and pulled back from the kiss just in time to hear you come undone around his cock.

"Your voice is too pretty to be held back, my pretty seashell." He pushed you down on his cock, it twitched and pulsed inside you, coating your insides with his seed, reacting to your moans.. "Missed holding you like this, fucking you like this."

You pulled him closer, lips ghosting over his neck, "I missed this too." You smiled, breathless and content. "The drowning was… new…"

"But good right? Your pussy got so tight when you got desperate. But you know I'd never let you get hurt right?" Poseidon kissed you again and pulled you on top of him as he floated in the surface, the waves rocking you back and forth, almost like a lullaby.

"I know, of course I do. That was exciting." You ran your hands through his wet hair as you smiled at him and relaxed on top of him. "You're rough sometimes, but I know you cherish me. And in turn I worship you, my favorite God." Somewhere in the distance waves crashed against the shore in the rhythm of what you imagined would be Poseidon's heartbeat in that peaceful moment.